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Love Is All You Need Chapter 1 Truly, Deeply: Forever Love

It was one of the regular royal balls at the Palace of the Moon. The king and queen grinned as they watched their daughter, Usagi, dance with the Prince Endymion, better known as Mamoru.

"Prince Endymion, you are quite the exemplary dancer," Usagi looked up into his eyes. They were the perfect blue, that were so brilliant, they were silver. He looked back at her with equal affection to eyes that, in contrast to his, were a deep lustrous blue.

"You know we really should tell them. My parents know, why can't yours?" Mamoru spoke softly, but his meaning was not lost on her.

"Do you want my father have a heart attack?"

"He has to know eventually."

"No thank you. I prefer you alive and holding me, than dead by my father's hand. He'd be sure to kill you before he hit the floor."

"Come on, you don't think he would go that far. You're exaggerating."

"Am I?"

"Ok, so we'll hold off for a few more days. Let's slip out of here, I have something I want to give to you."

"Sure. Besides, my father's getting that look again."

"What look?"

"The look he gets when he wants me to dance with a new suitor."

"Follow my lead," Mamoru continued to dance with Usagi, steadily leading her to the side of the dance floor. When they were close enough to a doorway, Mamoru grabbed her hand, and led her through the mazelike passageways to her bedroom. They stopped just outside her doorway.

"Mamo-chan, why-"

"Close your eyes."

"What are you up to?"

"Just close your eyes, and no peeking. Just trust me."

"I always trust you Mamo-chan," she closed her eyes, and her other senses took over. She felt Mamoru's strong hands take hers as he guided her into her bedroom. She could smell his unique scent, mixed with that of the smell of candles and roses. Fighting the urge to open her eyes she felt warm lips press against her own.

"Open you eyes Usa-ko." The room was dim, but brilliantly lit at the same time by dozens of candles assorted around her chambers. Rose petals were everywhere, and Usagi was taken aback by everything around her. Looking at Mamoru, she realized he was down on one knee in front of her. She smiled happily down at him, scarcely holding tears at bay.

"Princess, Usagi, Usa-ko. My life. My love," he squeezed her hands, "I love you more than anything in the world, and I want to be with you forever. I need to be with you forever." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small blue box, "Usa-ko, will you make me the happiest man alive, and marry me?" he opened the box revealing a beautiful engagement ring.

"Oh Mamo-chan! Yes, yes, yes!" her tears came now, making no effort to hold them back. He stood, lifting Usagi in a tight embrace, kissed her passionately. When he regrettably let her go, he knelt one again, and placed the ring on her delicate finger. He got to his feet, sweeping Usagi easily in his arms, and carried her to the bed.

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"Cleatus."

"What do you want Medea?" he had been watching the princess sleeping in her chambers, and she was not alone. He was angered when he saw Mamoru propose, but it was nothing compared to how infuriated he became when he saw the couple make love. He wanted to be the man to have her virginity. It was a treachery he would make the prince pay for when the proper time came.

"I was thinking."

"Not a good sign."

Medea was slightly hurt by his comment, because not the faintest shred of humor lay within it, "Sir, you must eat. Ever since that orb was activated this morning, you haven't left. You need your strength for tomorrow."

"Then have some sent up."

"Sir, maybe you should take a break from the spying."

"Spying. Spying? Why, I'm gathering information, keeping tabs, but never would I spy."

"Brother-"

"You may leave."

"But Cleatus-"

"Leave!"

Medea saluted and left, her feelings a little battered. A single tear fell down her cheek. Her brother was getting too obsessed with the princess. But as he was her older brother, and only family, she would always follow him. No matter what.

"Not much longer my Usagi, you will know me as you could never know him," he was sweating as he watched her with such intent; his hands were tightly fisted, making his knuckles turn white.

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Author's note: Now you know the mysterious man's name. Cleatus is a Greek name meaning "illustrious." Chapter 2 will be up soon. Here's a teaser:

CRASH

"Usa-ko!" Mamoru leapt, sword ready.

A dark cloak hid the person in shadows who held Usagi from behind, a knife to her throat.

"Mam-" Usagi stopped short as her captor pressed the blade to neck.

"Who are you?" Mamoru shouted.

"Drop your sword!" the captor ordered, tightening their grip on the blade.

"What do you want?"

"I said drop it!"

Usagi whimpered as the blade cut into her flesh, not deep, but enough that crimson blood trickled down the blade, showing Mamoru they weren't jesting.

"No stop!" Mamoru dropped his sword.

"Good boy. Now if you want to see her again, alive, you will tell no one what has occurred. You will receive word on our plans for her fate." A smoke cloud burst into existence, and in the moments it cleared, the pair had disappeared.

Mamoru dropped to his knees, weeping into his hands, he softly whispered, "Usa-ko."