*Ring ring*
Me: Hello?
Caller: I've just heard you don't own Sailor Moon. Is it true?
Me: Yes, it's true.
Caller: Damn. Bye then.
Me: Bye.
*Click*
Hi again! Well, here it is, chapter 8. I really hope you like it, out of the whole story, chapter 8 is probably my favourite. This chapter is divided into two parts, the longer part A and the short part B.
WARNING! THIS CHAPTER IS RATED 'R'!
Maid for You - Chapter 8 (Part 'A')
The following day, Serena started her new duties. There was still quite a bit of general work, but, as Jessica explained, her primary task was to keep the prince happy. Each day she was to take his tray, make his bed and draw his bath, among other things. Serena was worried she might forget things, but she need not have worried for Endymion was an undemanding boss. He occasionally made a small request, but usually he was content to let her work as she wished.
Most days, as she cleaned his room, he would be there for an hour or so, working or reading. Sometimes he would stop and talk and Serena began to really get to know her prince. In return, she let him in on some of the events of her own life.
Endymion found himself gaining new respect for Serena. She had been through so much, orphaned so young, growing up with no real family, surviving her recent experiences in housekeeping. And yet she had retained her cheerful demeanour, never letting anything get her down for long. It amazed him and his heart ached for her.
But nothing happened and weeks went by with no events worth mentioning. Then came the day of the Spring Ball. It was the biggest party of the year and the thing that Endymion dreaded most. Bad enough that his parents had dinner parties almost weekly, now his had to spend the entire evening socialising with over-bearing nobles and, worst of all, their daughters. He shuddered at the thought.
Glancing in the mirror he sighed. He was wearing full ceremonial armour which had been polished until it shone like the sun and you could clearly see your reflection in his boots. His black velvet cape was lined with red satin and hung neatly over his shoulders. He brushed a stray strand of hair out of his face and took a step back. In the mirror, he could see Serena watching him from the corner. 'Do I look alright Serena?' He asked anxiously. His parents would never forgive him if he turned up looking less than perfect. Serena coughed and bit back her first response. To her, right now, he reminded her of a god, but it would not be appropriate to say so.
'You look wonderful your highness.' She said carefully. 'I am sure your parents will also approve.' He smiled.
'Thank you Serena. Have a nice evening.'
'You too sire.' He laughed.
'Well, I doubt it, but thank you anyway!' With one final check in the mirror and a crafty glance at his maid, he left the room.
The ball was everything he had expected, a long evening of trying to avoid the dozens of girls vying for his attention and his affection. Occasionally, he lost them for a while, but they always seemed to find him again. He lost count of how many he danced with in an attempt to shut them up. He also tried engaging some of them in conversation, but that turned out to be a pointless exercise as it seemed that not one of them had a brain. He wished heartily that Serena were there.
By midnight, he could take no more. The ball was not due to end until 2am and it would be another hour after that until everyone left. Quickly, he made his way to his parents. 'Enjoying the party son?!' King Sol asked him cheerfully.
'No' Thought Endymion, but did not say so. Instead, he tried something else. 'Actually father, I am not feeling too well. I fear I may have over-done it on the wine. I think it may be best if I return to my rooms.' In truth, he had drunk only three glasses of wine all evening and felt fine, but he was slightly desperate. Gaia looked at him with concern.
'Will you be alright?' She asked. Endymion felt a little guilty about deceiving his mother, but it had been a very long evening.
'I'll be fine mother, I just need to sleep.' He told her. She nodded.
'Very well, We'll see you in the morning. Goodnight.'
'Goodnight mother, father. See you in the morning.' Greatly relived, the young prince left the ballroom.
When he entered his room his was surprised to find the light in Serena's room still on. Wondering why she was still up he knocked on her door. 'Serena?'
'Oh!' She jumped at the sound of his voice, she had not been expecting him back for some time. She hurried to the door and saw him standing there.
'You're up late.' he commented. She blushed.
'I was just listening to the music.' Indeed, you could still hear the sounds from the ballroom. She turned to him curiously. 'If I may say so sire, I did not expect you back so soon.' He smiled and shrugged.
'I decided to leave early.'
He would never be able to explain why he did what he did next. Maybe those three glasses of wine had effected him, or maybe his resolve had been weakened by the long evening spent with boring noble girls. But whatever the reason, he walked up to her and smiled gently. 'Tell me Serena, do you dance?'
'M-me sire?' She stuttered. 'I don't know, I've never tried.' In the distance, a new song was starting. To her utter surprise, he bowed deeply and held out is hand. 'Lovely lady, may I have this dance?' Serena was so shocked she couldn't move. He wanted her to dance with him! 'It's okay.' He encouraged her. 'It's not that difficult.' With a deep breath, she nodded and slipped her hand into his. He gently pulled her closer and began to lead her in a dance around the room. Without knowing how, they slipped into perfect unison with each other. It was as if they had been partners for years. Serena's heart was beating so loudly she was afraid that he would hear it. She looked up an saw him looking down at her. Their eyes locked. The song ended moments later and they stopped dancing but they did not part company. They stood there, their arms around each other, not moving. All Serena's emotions came together to make a single thought.
'I wish - we could stay like this forever.'
Endymion could not tear his eyes away from hers. She was so very close and the way she was looking at him - he could stand it no longer. Finally giving in to the desire that had plagued him for so long, he bent down and kissed her.
Serena's heart all but stopped as his lips met hers. The feeling ran through her like a shockwave, leaving her stunned.
Suddenly, as Endymion's brain registered what his body was doing, he broke away. 'Oh my God! Serena I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have…………' He was silenced by her finger on his lips.
'Don't be sorry.' She whispered. In that instant Endymion realised a wonderful truth.
'She wants it as much as I do!' He leaned down and kissed her again, more passionately this time. Reacting instinctively, Serena moved her body so she could wrap her arms around his neck and deepen the kiss.
Then he swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. She made no protest as he lay her down and began removing her clothes, kissing her all the while. She moved her hands and began to pull his armour off. His armour, jacket and pants all fell to the floor. Arms locked around each other they rolled to the centre of the bed. Both of them knew that they were going too fast, but neither could stop. The kiss had been like the breaking of a dam, months of pent-up emotions released into an unstoppable flow. In an instant he was inside her, making gentle yet passionate love. The emotion of the moment filled them, for the first time in their lives, both felt utterly complete.
In time the music from the ball faded away, but the silence only lasted for a moment. In Serena's room, next to her bed, the long silent star locket began to play it's beautiful melody.
Chapter 8 (Part 'B')
When Serena awoke the next morning everything felt a little fuzzy. Beneath her, she felt soft silk sheets. 'Where am I?' She wondered. 'This isn't my bed.' She opened her eyes and saw Endymion lying next to her. One arm was over her waist. The events of the previous night came flooding back. 'Oh my God!' She thought in shock. 'We actually.. Oh my God!' She found her self beginning to blush.
'Good morning.' came a voice at her side. She turned, saw that he was awake and looking at her.
'Good morning your highness.' She replied. He laughed then, a deep rich sound that was like music to her ears.
'Please Serena, call me Endymion. After last night, such formalities hardly seem appropriate!' He paused. 'In private anyway.' He added. Serena's face lit up with joy.
'Endymion' She whispered, loving the way his name sounded on her tongue, with out the 'prince' prefix that had served as the barrier keeping them apart.
'Serena' He murmured and pulled her close. She reached up and ran her hands through his rumpled hair. With a smile, she brought his face down to hers and kissed him. 'I've wanted you for so long Serena.' He admitted. Ever since that first day in the courtyard. That was when I fell in love with you, even though I didn't know it.
'Me too.' She said. 'I had noticed you before, I - Liked you already, but that was all. That day was the day I truly fell in love.' She blushed and revealed more of the truth. 'I arranged my entire schedule so that I would be in the courtyard at the same time as you each day. The only part of our meeting that was an accident, was that runaway sheet.'
'Well then' He said, humour in his voice, 'I'm very glad it was windy that day.' Serena nodded.
'I am too.'
They stayed there for a while, until Serena finally asked the question that had been bothering her. 'What happens now?' The young prince bit his lip. This wasn't going to be easy…..
' Serena, we mustn't tell anyone. If my parents found out I was in love with a servant, they'd go mad - especially father. They both respect the people who work for them - but they would never accept this. They'd send you away, I'd never see you again. I couldn't stand that. I'm sorry Serena, truly I am, but this is the only way.'
'It's okay.' She said softly. 'It won't be easy, but I can do it for you - for us. I couldn't bear to be parted from you.'
'I'm glad.' He said, kissing her neck. She giggled. 'I really must get up, or Jessica will wonder why I haven't collected your tray and our secret will be out before it's really started.' He nodded and reluctantly allowed her to slip out of the bed.
Getting up, Serena couldn't help but grin at the clothes scattered carelessly on the floor. She picked her crumpled uniform out of the mess and sighed. Good thing she had a spare….
She made it to housekeeping just in time to avert Jessica's suspicions. Relived, she returned to his room and prepared his tea, not an easy task when he kept looking at her suggestively! Laughing, she hurried around the other side of the room to pick up his clothes and armour. When she tried to pick up the armour however, she almost fell over. 'Are you alright?' He asked as his sword belt clattered to the floor.
'It's so heavy!' She gasped. 'How do you stand it?'
'I don't really notice it.' He explained. 'I'm so used to it, I've been wearing it for years.' You looked at him with undisguised admiration. 'You're so strong.' His eyes glittered.
'You make me stronger.' He replied. She blushed and turned away.
'I, ah, have to see Jessica.' She rushed out of the room, leaving a very contented prince behind her.
They both knew somehow, that this was the start of something very special.
End Chapter 8
So, did you like it? I really need to know! Katiestar@tuxedomask.com
Me: Hello?
Caller: I've just heard you don't own Sailor Moon. Is it true?
Me: Yes, it's true.
Caller: Damn. Bye then.
Me: Bye.
*Click*
Hi again! Well, here it is, chapter 8. I really hope you like it, out of the whole story, chapter 8 is probably my favourite. This chapter is divided into two parts, the longer part A and the short part B.
WARNING! THIS CHAPTER IS RATED 'R'!
Maid for You - Chapter 8 (Part 'A')
The following day, Serena started her new duties. There was still quite a bit of general work, but, as Jessica explained, her primary task was to keep the prince happy. Each day she was to take his tray, make his bed and draw his bath, among other things. Serena was worried she might forget things, but she need not have worried for Endymion was an undemanding boss. He occasionally made a small request, but usually he was content to let her work as she wished.
Most days, as she cleaned his room, he would be there for an hour or so, working or reading. Sometimes he would stop and talk and Serena began to really get to know her prince. In return, she let him in on some of the events of her own life.
Endymion found himself gaining new respect for Serena. She had been through so much, orphaned so young, growing up with no real family, surviving her recent experiences in housekeeping. And yet she had retained her cheerful demeanour, never letting anything get her down for long. It amazed him and his heart ached for her.
But nothing happened and weeks went by with no events worth mentioning. Then came the day of the Spring Ball. It was the biggest party of the year and the thing that Endymion dreaded most. Bad enough that his parents had dinner parties almost weekly, now his had to spend the entire evening socialising with over-bearing nobles and, worst of all, their daughters. He shuddered at the thought.
Glancing in the mirror he sighed. He was wearing full ceremonial armour which had been polished until it shone like the sun and you could clearly see your reflection in his boots. His black velvet cape was lined with red satin and hung neatly over his shoulders. He brushed a stray strand of hair out of his face and took a step back. In the mirror, he could see Serena watching him from the corner. 'Do I look alright Serena?' He asked anxiously. His parents would never forgive him if he turned up looking less than perfect. Serena coughed and bit back her first response. To her, right now, he reminded her of a god, but it would not be appropriate to say so.
'You look wonderful your highness.' She said carefully. 'I am sure your parents will also approve.' He smiled.
'Thank you Serena. Have a nice evening.'
'You too sire.' He laughed.
'Well, I doubt it, but thank you anyway!' With one final check in the mirror and a crafty glance at his maid, he left the room.
The ball was everything he had expected, a long evening of trying to avoid the dozens of girls vying for his attention and his affection. Occasionally, he lost them for a while, but they always seemed to find him again. He lost count of how many he danced with in an attempt to shut them up. He also tried engaging some of them in conversation, but that turned out to be a pointless exercise as it seemed that not one of them had a brain. He wished heartily that Serena were there.
By midnight, he could take no more. The ball was not due to end until 2am and it would be another hour after that until everyone left. Quickly, he made his way to his parents. 'Enjoying the party son?!' King Sol asked him cheerfully.
'No' Thought Endymion, but did not say so. Instead, he tried something else. 'Actually father, I am not feeling too well. I fear I may have over-done it on the wine. I think it may be best if I return to my rooms.' In truth, he had drunk only three glasses of wine all evening and felt fine, but he was slightly desperate. Gaia looked at him with concern.
'Will you be alright?' She asked. Endymion felt a little guilty about deceiving his mother, but it had been a very long evening.
'I'll be fine mother, I just need to sleep.' He told her. She nodded.
'Very well, We'll see you in the morning. Goodnight.'
'Goodnight mother, father. See you in the morning.' Greatly relived, the young prince left the ballroom.
When he entered his room his was surprised to find the light in Serena's room still on. Wondering why she was still up he knocked on her door. 'Serena?'
'Oh!' She jumped at the sound of his voice, she had not been expecting him back for some time. She hurried to the door and saw him standing there.
'You're up late.' he commented. She blushed.
'I was just listening to the music.' Indeed, you could still hear the sounds from the ballroom. She turned to him curiously. 'If I may say so sire, I did not expect you back so soon.' He smiled and shrugged.
'I decided to leave early.'
He would never be able to explain why he did what he did next. Maybe those three glasses of wine had effected him, or maybe his resolve had been weakened by the long evening spent with boring noble girls. But whatever the reason, he walked up to her and smiled gently. 'Tell me Serena, do you dance?'
'M-me sire?' She stuttered. 'I don't know, I've never tried.' In the distance, a new song was starting. To her utter surprise, he bowed deeply and held out is hand. 'Lovely lady, may I have this dance?' Serena was so shocked she couldn't move. He wanted her to dance with him! 'It's okay.' He encouraged her. 'It's not that difficult.' With a deep breath, she nodded and slipped her hand into his. He gently pulled her closer and began to lead her in a dance around the room. Without knowing how, they slipped into perfect unison with each other. It was as if they had been partners for years. Serena's heart was beating so loudly she was afraid that he would hear it. She looked up an saw him looking down at her. Their eyes locked. The song ended moments later and they stopped dancing but they did not part company. They stood there, their arms around each other, not moving. All Serena's emotions came together to make a single thought.
'I wish - we could stay like this forever.'
Endymion could not tear his eyes away from hers. She was so very close and the way she was looking at him - he could stand it no longer. Finally giving in to the desire that had plagued him for so long, he bent down and kissed her.
Serena's heart all but stopped as his lips met hers. The feeling ran through her like a shockwave, leaving her stunned.
Suddenly, as Endymion's brain registered what his body was doing, he broke away. 'Oh my God! Serena I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have…………' He was silenced by her finger on his lips.
'Don't be sorry.' She whispered. In that instant Endymion realised a wonderful truth.
'She wants it as much as I do!' He leaned down and kissed her again, more passionately this time. Reacting instinctively, Serena moved her body so she could wrap her arms around his neck and deepen the kiss.
Then he swept her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. She made no protest as he lay her down and began removing her clothes, kissing her all the while. She moved her hands and began to pull his armour off. His armour, jacket and pants all fell to the floor. Arms locked around each other they rolled to the centre of the bed. Both of them knew that they were going too fast, but neither could stop. The kiss had been like the breaking of a dam, months of pent-up emotions released into an unstoppable flow. In an instant he was inside her, making gentle yet passionate love. The emotion of the moment filled them, for the first time in their lives, both felt utterly complete.
In time the music from the ball faded away, but the silence only lasted for a moment. In Serena's room, next to her bed, the long silent star locket began to play it's beautiful melody.
Chapter 8 (Part 'B')
When Serena awoke the next morning everything felt a little fuzzy. Beneath her, she felt soft silk sheets. 'Where am I?' She wondered. 'This isn't my bed.' She opened her eyes and saw Endymion lying next to her. One arm was over her waist. The events of the previous night came flooding back. 'Oh my God!' She thought in shock. 'We actually.. Oh my God!' She found her self beginning to blush.
'Good morning.' came a voice at her side. She turned, saw that he was awake and looking at her.
'Good morning your highness.' She replied. He laughed then, a deep rich sound that was like music to her ears.
'Please Serena, call me Endymion. After last night, such formalities hardly seem appropriate!' He paused. 'In private anyway.' He added. Serena's face lit up with joy.
'Endymion' She whispered, loving the way his name sounded on her tongue, with out the 'prince' prefix that had served as the barrier keeping them apart.
'Serena' He murmured and pulled her close. She reached up and ran her hands through his rumpled hair. With a smile, she brought his face down to hers and kissed him. 'I've wanted you for so long Serena.' He admitted. Ever since that first day in the courtyard. That was when I fell in love with you, even though I didn't know it.
'Me too.' She said. 'I had noticed you before, I - Liked you already, but that was all. That day was the day I truly fell in love.' She blushed and revealed more of the truth. 'I arranged my entire schedule so that I would be in the courtyard at the same time as you each day. The only part of our meeting that was an accident, was that runaway sheet.'
'Well then' He said, humour in his voice, 'I'm very glad it was windy that day.' Serena nodded.
'I am too.'
They stayed there for a while, until Serena finally asked the question that had been bothering her. 'What happens now?' The young prince bit his lip. This wasn't going to be easy…..
' Serena, we mustn't tell anyone. If my parents found out I was in love with a servant, they'd go mad - especially father. They both respect the people who work for them - but they would never accept this. They'd send you away, I'd never see you again. I couldn't stand that. I'm sorry Serena, truly I am, but this is the only way.'
'It's okay.' She said softly. 'It won't be easy, but I can do it for you - for us. I couldn't bear to be parted from you.'
'I'm glad.' He said, kissing her neck. She giggled. 'I really must get up, or Jessica will wonder why I haven't collected your tray and our secret will be out before it's really started.' He nodded and reluctantly allowed her to slip out of the bed.
Getting up, Serena couldn't help but grin at the clothes scattered carelessly on the floor. She picked her crumpled uniform out of the mess and sighed. Good thing she had a spare….
She made it to housekeeping just in time to avert Jessica's suspicions. Relived, she returned to his room and prepared his tea, not an easy task when he kept looking at her suggestively! Laughing, she hurried around the other side of the room to pick up his clothes and armour. When she tried to pick up the armour however, she almost fell over. 'Are you alright?' He asked as his sword belt clattered to the floor.
'It's so heavy!' She gasped. 'How do you stand it?'
'I don't really notice it.' He explained. 'I'm so used to it, I've been wearing it for years.' You looked at him with undisguised admiration. 'You're so strong.' His eyes glittered.
'You make me stronger.' He replied. She blushed and turned away.
'I, ah, have to see Jessica.' She rushed out of the room, leaving a very contented prince behind her.
They both knew somehow, that this was the start of something very special.
End Chapter 8
So, did you like it? I really need to know! Katiestar@tuxedomask.com