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Ami furiously typed in more letters. Her friends waited patiently behind her.

Clickity, clickity, clickity...

Ami typed some more and her friends still waited.

Clickity, clickity,clickity...

She leaned in and peered at the small print on the mini-computer. She postioned her fingers to type some more when she heard a frustrated sigh from behind. Serena was going out of her mind. "Ami, no offense, but that clicking sound is driving me nuts!"

Serena grabbed bunches of her hair and pulled in a mad movement to prove her point. Ami reprimanded, "Serena! Don't pull your hair like that. And I'm almost done...just one more thing..."

Rei made a face at Serena. "You have no patience at all."

"Don't be talking to me...fireball."

"What did you call me!"

"You heard me."

"Well...PPPPHHHSSSTTT." Rei stuck out her tongue.

"Back at you! PPPHHHSSSSTT!"

Lita groaned and Mina sweat-dropped. "those two will never grow up."

Ami announced, "I got your results Serena."

Everyone stopped their own train of thought and crowded around Ami. Serena asked urgently, "Well, what does it say about Prince Darien Endymion of Earth?"

Ami peered once more at the screen. "It says here that he is 20 years old, black hair (highly unusual after seeing his parents hair), blue eyes, 6' 3", strong build, handsome features, and has already many conquests."

"Of what?" asked Serena and Mina. Ami blushed and shook her head. Realization grow upon the two innocent girls and they grinned.

Serena commented, "My, my. Already earned a name at such a young age." Amy cleared her throat and said, "Lets move on. His mother is Queen Gaea of Earth and his father, King Damien. He is a reputable bachelor among the humans on earth and is known as the most attractive man available. Many women are attracted to him- why does this keep talking about his 'conquests'? I hate having computers with personality…" Ami asked to herself, annoyed. The rest hushed her and told her to move along.

"From 'reliable sources' (not many are reliable, you know) he is described as cold, emotionally unattached to any girl he...cough... (What is with this info?) sleeps with and has no recent dreams of having a future wife. He is never known to be frivolous and demands great attention. His four protectors are the generals of war. Generals Kunzite, Malachite, Jadeite, and Zoicite. The royal family has access to limited magical powers and rely on swiftness and skill."

Serena massaged her chin, thoughtfully. Mina leaned over and asked, "Is there an image of him?"

Ami clicked a few more buttons and the prince's image popped onto the screen. Mina gasped and so did Ami. Lita quickly bent over and whistled and Rei joined the group.

"Serena, you are going to be married to a hunk!"

"Girl, I envy you. He's gorgeous," whistled Lita.

"I admit, is does look nice, "stuttered Ami.

Serena just flipped her hair and said breezily, "Maybe that's why he's arrogant. Well, we'll have to fix that, wont we?"

Everyone ignored her and drooled over the picture.

"Serena, do you really have to do this?" hissed Lita.

"Yes," she hissed back. "I will make him run away, but of course, by his own will."

Ami, Rei, and Mina sweat-dropped. "Serena, he's a beautiful man. Give him a chance."

Serena turned wide eyes on the group, "It said on there that he didn't want to get married either. Maybe He'll make a deal with me."

Rei muttered through clenched teeth, "Meatball head, you have no sense at all. Ditz"

Serena heard the insults and put on a sad face. "Come on Rei. Help me out here. I want to marry for love. Not convenience. Please. Understand."

Lita sighed and Rei relaxed. They knew that they should support her. After all, she was they center of gravity, their ultimate bond.

"All right. I just hope, for you sake, that no one gets hurt in the process."

Saying that, Rei glided through the doors of the library and marched down the hall. Everyone else grinned and ran to catch up to her. It was almost time for the greetings.

few days ago

Darien kissed her full and hard on the mouth, again and again. She moaned and melted under his mouth. He abruptly tore away and stepped out of bed. She whined.

"Sweetheart, we weren't done."

Darien didn't bother to look at her. "According to me, we are. But don't worry. I'm not tired of you yet."

He reached into the pockets of his discarded trousers and pulled out a golden necklace lined with diamond hearts and square rubies and threw it at her. The mistress gladly caught it and cooed all about it.

"Oh! It's beautiful. Absolutely magnificent! Thank you Darien."

"Consider it a payment," he replied without emotion as he slid into his shirt. He didn't see the woman freeze. Suddenly, she burst out, "I'm not a whore to whom you can pay a fee."

Darien turned around and stared at her emotionless and cold. "Well then, consider it a gift." He tucked in his shirt and exited the room, leaving the mistress alone with the cold jewelry.

Prince Endymion gave a flick of the wrist and guard immediately let him in.

"You called me father?"

The king looked up from the letter he was writing and gave a small scowl at his son. He put his pen down and gently massaged his temples. "Where were you. I called for you almost an hour ago. No, don't give me any excuses. I have something very important to discuss with you."

Darien sat down in one of the chairs in his father's study and looked around. Nothing had changed. When he was young, he would come in here and play with the small porcelain figures his father collected but now, to him they were only statues. The magic in them vanished. Darien had grown up.

"Listen, I won't beat around the bush-"

"Which isn't peculiar," Darien cut in.

"Have you even looked for a bride, my son?"

"No my father," Darien mocked but his father ignored him. "You need to marry. You need a queen to rule by your side."

"I can do it myself. And I have the generals to take care of minor things."

"No, no you can't rule the kingdom alone. You need a companion always by your side, not like one of those whores. A queen who can mingle with every one and can solve problems at home while you're away."

"I'm not ready."

The king leapt to his feet and growled," Darien, I've let you go easy the last few months but now it's serious. I need to bear me a grandchild and only with one of royal blood. I am sending a letter to Queen Serenity about your acceptance of her daughter in marriage and you are to do nothing to ruin this. You will marry the princess. I'm tired of your antics and every woman you bed!"

Darien's eyes hardened into stone as he slowly rose from the chair. He laid his palms flat on the desk, leaned forward and whispered, "I don't want to marry a damn princess, father. I don't want a wife. I will never marry this princess in mind. She's probably spoilt and a whining child."

His father turned red in the face, just as Darien expected. "Don't you dare talk to me like that Darien. You are marrying this girl and you have my word about it! Get ready to pack up and leave in a few days. Talking to you is impossible Darien. You can leave."

The king waved his hand at him and Darien turned and exited the door. The king fell back into his chair. What was wrong with his son. Where had he gone wrong? He shook out the thoughts and went back to writing the letter.