"The Diary of a Moon Princess"

Rated: T (14 +)

Genre: Romance

Chapter: 1

Disclaimer: Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi. Fanfic belongs to Silver Carnation

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"Mommy, I'm never getting married….to any boy…Especially not that meanie Endymion…All boys are gross…and Endymion always picks on my hair…"

Haha…that is what I had said and thought at the tender age of five years old. I remember it as if it were only yesterday.

I was sitting on the same stool in front of the same vanity of the same room I sit in and at now as I write this, my room. It was early in the morning and the sun had shone brightly, illuminating the little beads of dew that covered the flowers of the garden, making them shine like gold, a truly beautiful sight. My mother, Queen Serenity, a very beautiful and wise woman with long silver hair that glittered magically in any light, stood behind me brushing my golden locks of hair and giggled slightly as I said this. Though she is long gone now, I will never forget her love or the way her amazing smile brightened any day no matter how bad it was.

"Darling, you may dislike Endymion now, but your thoughts of him may change over time. And as for him picking at your hairstyle, just ignore it. Your hair is unique." She said as she set the brush down onto the vanity and lifted me to the floor.

At the time I thought that suggestion to be the least likely thing to happen, but mama could not have possibly been more right.

When I was fourteen, my mother had made mention to me that Endymion and his parents were coming for the next two months, along with the other royals of the surrounding planets. With my horrible memories of him, I simply rolled my eyes and thought, "Greaaat….just what I need..."

The reason for their coming was due to the upcoming Festival of Ages, a festival that is held every year in the month of July in the Moon Kingdom. While the royals of the nine planets took shelter at the Moon palace, other people of the planets also came, those that could afford the trip anyway. Because they were not of royal blood and could not take shelter at the palace, they filled up hotels and, if need be, some even stayed in run down old ice cream shops and the like.

I remember July first of that year quite clearly due to the fact that it had been both the worst and…well, clumsiest day of my life to that point. I remember standing next to my mother in a guestroom as she instructed two men on where to set a mattress. We had spent all morning up to that point; preparing guestrooms to play host to the Royals when they stayed here.

The guestrooms were basic for the palace standards. They were simple with two rooms; one for the king and queen; and one for the children. Unlike the guestrooms; my bedroom was more like an averaged sized home, only with one floor. When you first entered my room, you didn't really enter my room at all. But you did enter a space that led off into three other rooms, each with a separate door. The room had a single lit torch on both sides of it, and a large carpet depicting a scene where two white tigers were battling each other. When you entered the first door to the right, you entered the room containing all my clothes and art supplies, I was taught from a very young age on how to paint, what strokes to use and so on and so fourth. When you entered the middle door, you entered my actual room with a large bed with an intricately designed golden frame and many fine perfumes and makeup neatly set atop a rather large silver vanity. The wall above the large fireplace was host to a large tapestry of two white tigers lying side by side on the grassy floor of the earth, the moon, my home, in the background. I loved earth so much and the white tigers that resided there were quite awe inspiring to myself. The princesses would be staying in my room with me. And lastly, there was the final door all the way to the left that when entered, led to where I ate my breakfast in the morning and got dressed usually.

Anyway, once my mother had finished instruction the men on where to set the last mattress, we both left to greet the coming guests at the main hall.

As mother and I stepped out of the doors of the main hall, I smiled joyfully as I felt a cool breeze caress my skin and sway my hair, sending chills up my spine. Not even a moment later, in a mild green flash, Endymion and His mother and father arrived. His mother, a black-haired beauty with fair skin and shocking blue eyes, she looked just like Endymion, only she was female. His father was tall with brown hair and dark eyes that flashed in the light of the sun. It was only a few steps from where the trio landed to where my mother and I stood, and they closed that space quickly.

"Good day, fair lady." The king spoke as he gave a slight bow, his wife clinging to his arm.

My mother simply smiled and bowed her head slightly, "Welcome."

I widened her eyes and my heart beat quickened as Endymion, the one boy who had always mocked my odd hair style, who always picked on me, stepped up to me. He was a good foot taller than me and he was looking down into my eyes. It was weird; the feeling that ran through me as he did this, it felt like he was looking into my soul…it…frightened me. He bent down, never leaving my eyes, and took my hand in his. I remember the warmth of his hand through his white glove, nothing like the boys who used to come to attempt courting me. Their hands were never as warm as they took mine. Endymion brought my hand to his lips, and electricity shot through my body from where his warm, tender lips made contact with the back of my hand. A moment later, he let go of my hand and took his place back at his father's side. It seemed to me that it was too soon for him to have let go, that he should have held my hand a second longer. At the time I had wondered why I was feeling these new emotions, what they were I did not know. It was both this and the fact that for the past couple of months; whenever I was alone I would find myself thinking about his smile; his eyes…him.

Endymion stood on the other side of my mother as did his father and mother, awaiting the arrival of the other families.

A moment later, a giant flame of brilliant colors grew in front of us then disappeared to reveal Rei, and her Father, her mother had died when she was young, leaving her to miss the warmth of a mothers gentle embrace. The same greetings and bows were exchanged as before.

Not long after, Makoto arrived, followed by Minako and her brother; their parents having passed away, then came Ami and her parents.