Dear Readers,

Thank you for all your reviews, and for being patient while I rewrite part of the story. I

didn't like where it was going. I didn't like the character development so far, so I took it

upon myself to change the plot so that it would make a bit more sense. I think the story is

better! I hope you do too! I am sorry to those that didn't think there was anything wrong

with the original plot. I hope you like the new chapter.

-Ying

~ Chapter 2 ~

            Startled, Usagi turned to gaze outside. Pink bunny curtains adorned her windows

as the shadows of meandering branches scratched the surface of the glass. There was

nothing extraordinary about the way it looked tonight but Usagi shuddered. Somehow, an

impending sense of doom hovered over her like a dark cloud. She had been too upset

with her encounter with Endymion to say anything to Luna. In fact, she requested that her

guardian spend a night at Ami's house. It would do her some good considering how she

is not in the mood for company.

            Gazing at the ceiling, Usagi reprimanded herself for being paranoid. There was no

one at her window, she told herself. Suddenly, she heard a creak and fearfully veered her

view towards the now-opened windows. Endymion stood there, the cold breeze whipping

his hair and cape in different directions. Usagi pulled her blanket closer to her to avoid

the cold, brisk air.

            As if reading her mind, Endymion shut the windows and sat at her bedside. The

glimmer of the memory haunted him. Had he known Usagi in his former life? Was his

name really Mamoru? Deciding to find out, he followed Usagi back to her house and

watched as she sent her useless cat of a guardian away.

            Slowly, he fingered her golden hair and watched amused as Usagi's expression

changed from one of surprise to one of awe. There were elements of fear mixed with her

expressions, but that was expected. After all, he had been sent to kill her.

            "Mamoru-san," she stuttered before he rushed his thumb against her lower lip.

"Tell me about Mamoru," he demanded, his cold sapphire eyes bearing into hers.

Tracing the outline of her supple lips, Endymion became entranced by her. He mentally

laughed at himself. Here he was, one of the leaders of the Dark Kingdom, being attracted

to an enemy. True, she was beautiful, she was an enemy nonetheless.

Cupping her cheeks, he sensed her shiver, and watched in awe at how her

innocence can have such an enticing effect on him.

"Mamoru-san made fun of me," she admitted. "But, he was a good person. He

saved me many times as Tuxedo Mask."

            Narrowing his eyes, Endymion dropped his hands from her face. "A good person?

That doesn't sound like me."

Lifting her chin up, he briefly brushed his lips against her and whispered in her

ear, "I hope you're not lying to me. You must know the consequence of lying to Prince

Endymion." Immediately, Usagi felt his hands at her neck, tightening, just enough to

cause her discomfort, but not enough to cut off her complete oxygen supply.

Usagi couldn't focus on anything but the strong hands that are threatening to take

her life. The strong hands that she longed to caress her. Even when all the sailor senshi

tell her that Endymion's a different person now, she refused to believe it. There must be

some way to bring Mamoru back to her. Their love was too strong. Her heart ached for

him.

"Please come back to me," she prayed. "You can call me Odango Atama all you

want. Please come back to me."

Endymion watched as Usagi looked up at him, with her quivering lips and the

coat of tears that were threatening to fall and relaxed his grip around her neck.

Usagi gulped the air greedily and looked up at Endymion, hoping she got through

to him. Instead, he had gone to the edge of her bed, opposite from her. Usagi felt the

distance separating them.

Endymion smirked, "Well done, Usagi." Mentally hitting himself for softening

towards her, he realized that she must have him under a spell. A spell that made him

ached whenever he looked into her crystal blue eyes filled with sorrow. Why else would

he feel his defenses weaken whenever he is around her? Two can play this game,

Endymion thought cruelly.

 Crawling over to her side, he saw her face flush from his proximity. He pulled

her to him until she was sitting on his lap.

Usagi wiggled around uncomfortably. Sensing that something is wrong, she

looked up at him smiling, but the smile never reached his eyes. Usagi shuddered from

seeing his eyes. Even when Mamoru had teased her, his eyes had always been warm and

inviting. Yet, Endymion's eyes were stone cold. Emotionless. It was as if he was devoid

of any soul.

            Pushing the back of her head up with his hand, Endymion kissed her trembling

lips roughly. Applying more pressure to it, he pushed her even closer to him until he

tasted something salty.

            Her tears, he realized. She had been crying. Withdrawing his lips from hers, he

looked at Usagi's pale face brimming with emotion.

            "I love you, Mamoru, Endymion," Usagi put everything she had into what she

said. "Please come back to me."

            For a moment, she saw his eyes flicker with the warmth that Mamoru had once

possessed. But, though the spark came, it quickly left and was replaced by the stone eyes

that glared angrily at her.

            Pushing her back, he stood up and walked towards the window. Taking a look

back at her, he warned menacingly, "Don't say 'I love you' to me ever again. This is not

over, Sailor Moon. Far from it." With that, he leapt from the window and into the nightly

abyss.

            Shaking, Usagi looked out her windows to catch a glimpse of him. Endymion was

long gone. Resting her head against the wall and gazing out the window, Usagi looked up

at the stars and prayed for the best to come.

            Back at the Dark Kingdom, Prince Endymion paced around in a furious rage.

            "How dare she?" he thought. Usagi weakened him, making him ache for her. "She

loves me? Beryl put me under a spell? What kind of IDIOT does she take me for?"

            Blasting an ice sculpture into many pieces, Endymion took an ice shard and

squeezed it till it broke into even smaller pieces, relishing the desensitizing effect it had

on him. He had underestimated Sailor Moon as an opponent. Clearly, she was more

skilled than he was. She must have given him that "memory" of being Mamoru when his

defenses were down because he was kissing her. Suddenly, everything made sense to him.

While he thought he was in control, Sailor Moon was the one who was really duping him.

            "Damn you, Sailor Moon!" Endymion swore. "DAMN YOU TO HELL! You will

be sorry! And you will pay dearly with your life!"

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Whew, I hope you like it! This plot is kind of inspired by Fushigi Yuugi.