Disclaimer; I don't own Sailor Moon,
One
I know he's in love with her; I'm a woman and can see the signs. The way his face lights up when she for some reason leaves the gates of time to come see us, the way he speaks to her, clearly and on the same wave length, he speaks to her as he would speak to a loved equal, something he's never done with me, the way he protects her from the rest of us when Pluto is her usual mysterious self.
Sometimes I wonder if he ever even loved me, that if not for fate and our former life during the Silver Millennium, he wouldn't have looked at me twice. As I remember quite clearly, he was interested in Rei until he started remembering about our shared past. Nowadays, he looks at me with bored, vacant eyes, no longer wishing to maintain the façade that he has maintained for so long with every one else. He simply wants out of this façade of marriage that we have been keeping on for the past 500 years. I don't blame him, he never really had a chance of falling in love with a woman he really loved, and no one that he had been bound to, more that five million years ago, when my former self: Princess Serenity made that fateful wish.
At first, when I realized that they both loved each other, I voiced my suspicions to the other girls, guess what they told me. That I was overreacting, that Endymion loved me very much and that I should stop looking for trouble. What do they know? They are blissfully married with to the generals, who with or without my wish at the end of the Silver Millennium, they would have fallen in love.
To them, my fears are just another example about silly Usagi and her never ever ending obsession with having all of Mamoru's attention focused solely on me. When I went home that night, to our cold, lonely bedchambers, of which Endymion had moved out of move that six months ago, with the vague excuse that he always finished working late and he didn't want to wake me up, and I cried myself to sleep.
Then I tried the usual make-brake vacation, in hopes that when we were alone, with no interruptions, we might be able to resurrect our relationship. That was a disaster; we ended up returning back to Crystal Tokyo, two days into our three-week trip.
By then, I was very desperate. In a moment of idiocy, I confronted Endymion. Tears run down my face as I write this.
He didn't deny it. He told me point blank that he loved her, and that she also loved him, and that for years now they had been seeing each other behind my back.
I know that he wasn't trying to hurt me, rather he hated keeping such a big secret from me. The way he spoke about her, with such reverence and love.
My life was forever shattered.