My Idiotic Protector – Prologue

By: Ghostwriter

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            A very sweet looking four year old lifted the red rose to her nose and inhaled its sweet fragrance. Her long blonde hair swam around her and she looked like angel from heaven as she sat in the middle of the rose garden.

            'Serena, come here, sweetie.'

            Serena turned towards her father's voice. Her big blue orbs glowed with adoration as she fixed them upon her childhood hero – her father. 'Papa!' she cried childishly as she ran on her two short legs towards the man.

            'Serena, I want you to meet Endymion,' his grace said as a tall young boy of around thirteen stepped out from behind him. 'He is here to play with you.'

            Serena averted her gaze on her new 'friend'. He had black hair, as black as the darkest night, stormy blue eyes and a strong jaw. He too looked at the golden child solemnly.

            'I'll leave you two together now. Serena, be nice,' his grace admonished his daughter. Serena nodded and the older man walked off.

            'En-dee-mee-on,' Serena pronounced haltingly as she led him into the beautiful garden. She sat down crossed legged beneath a majestic oak in the centre of the garden. 'Who are you?'

            'Your father just told you, I'm Endymion,' the young man said stonily.

            'Why are you here at Moonhaven?' Serena questioned innocently. 'Nobody ever came to play with me before.'

            'I'm here to sign our betrothal contract,' Endymion said with indifference as he sat down beside the young child.

            'En-dee-mee …Argh. Don't you have an easier name?' Serena pouted. 'Your name is so long.'

            Endymion bit back a laugh at the child's antics. 'You can call me Endy.'

            'En-dee,' Serena pronounced carefully. 'That's much easier. You can call me Sewena.'

            'I'll prefer to call you Meatball Head,' Endymion teased, warming up to the cute little girl. He pointed at the two buns that perched on top of her golden head.

            'You're mean!' Serena promptly burst into tears. 'Mommy! Endee is being mean!'

            'Hush!' Endymion clamped his hand over her mouth.

            Serena looked at his worried features and burst out into gales of laughter. 'You look so cute when you get angry.'

            Endymion fixed a look of amusement at the giggling child.

            'What is a be-twolthat contwact?' Serena asked. She was still having trouble pronouncing her 'r' properly.

            'It means we have to get married when you come of age,' Endymion sighed, wearing a trouble look on his face.

            'Mawwy? I like mawwy,' Serena giggled again. 'Andwew always play mawwy with me. I get to be bride. I like brides…They're dwesses are so pwetty.'

            'You might not like me. You shouldn't marry when you don't like the man you're going to marry.'

            Serena studied Endymion carefully. She suddenly put her arms around Endymion's neck and planted a big smooch on his lips.

            'What did you do that for?' Endymion demanded, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

            'I like you,' Serena announced. 'You were mean to me, but I think like you. Mama says we can kiss the people we like.'

            Endymion looked at her with a funny look. Serena continued to stare at her with her big blue eyes that sparkled in the sun. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips rosy. Slowly, he broke into a grin.

            'I think I like you too.'

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Disclaimer: I hereby officially inform you that I don't own Sailor Moon or any of its characters. If I owned Sailor Moon, I would probably be able to afford a more spacious grave. It's so cramped in here, it's difficult to write.

Hey people,

            I'm back with a new fic! Tell me how you like it! Hahaha…this is just the prologue…I'm sorry, you'll have to wait for chapter one. By the way, prologues are meant to be short!

Haunts of Love,

Ghostwriter…