Yeah… so… sorry about the wait… I was sort of having a problem thinking of what was going to go in this chapter. I mean, I knew what I wanted to get to, but I didn't know how to get there. You know how that is? Don't you? Well at least the people who write know what I'm talking about.

Anyways! Yeah so Serenity and Endymion... ~hint hint wink wink~ R rating most definitely highlighted! Although it's not as bad as some chapters will end up being... Caugh Caugh Hack Hack! Ahem! Excuse me! I hope you like it.

"Love is an irresistable desire to be irresistably desired."

-Robert Frost

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Five suns had passed since her she had been left alone with Nephile and since she had jumped the creature of Totark, the dark demon they called their Sunsire, their Diolon. The suns went by slowly, almost to the point where she thought the journey would never end.

She was not made to walk during their trip back to the dreaded city. Instead she was forced to ride with a fair haired man she had heard being called Jedine or Nephile who she feared more than anything. When she did not ride with either of the men she rode with the Diolon himself. To her it seemed she rode with him the most, that, or her thoughts of hate made her think so.

She would ride in front of each man for a period of time each sun. Mornings were with Nephile. He would often slip a hand along her thigh or breast until she squeaked, forcing the other men to look their way. When they did so Nephile would quickly withdraw his hand and eye her angrily letting her know that she would pay for the noise at a later time.

After the group stopped for their midday meal she would then be placed with Jedine, who she fancied more then any other man there. He would share stories with her about several of his family members. She would laugh when he brought up his uncle who often talked to furniture when he was drunk and feel dreadfully sorry when he spoke of his sister with sadness in his eyes.

The after noon would be on it's way when she was finally put with her last rider, the Diolon. He would force her onto his horse with his strong arms then ride in complete silence unless he was addressing his men for any reason. He had never shared anything with her as Jedine would, but then again he had never tried to touch her like Nephile. Instead he would keep his eyes straight forward on the path ahead of them, seeming to almost avoid her gaze. She thought this to be fine and instead would think of her family back home or of Kunzim… which would make her anger boil even more every moment that she was in his presence.

It was on the fifth sun that Serenity had had enough. She had been riding with Nephile when he had smelled her hair and placed a hand on her leg. She quickly reacted by pushing it off and turning her head to glare, but was met with steal eyes and a hard pinch on her other thigh. Although the pinch had hurt she knew better than to make any noise for every time she did, that night, when she was put into her tent, she would 'learn her lesson' or so Nephile put it with a few lashes to her back with a rope. When she had received the pinch she bit her lip and turned to look straight ahead again until the hand that she had forced away earlier was placed back onto her thigh. She did not react, but this time was dreadfully surprised when it slid between her legs and was pressed roughly towards her. This was the worst he had done yet. She let out a whimper which no one could hear save Nephile and kept her head straight as she closed her eyes knowing that midday meal would be soon and her time with Nephile that day would end. But the meal did not come quick enough for within seconds his other hand was put in the same place as the first this time helping the other to spread her legs as far as her ritual robes would let them. He then ground himself against her backside and let out low animal like groans, which again no one heard. Something pressed against her forcing her to scream in surprise. He quickly removed his hands and ceased any other movements as the party stopped and the demon turned his horse and rode towards them.

"What seems to be the problem?" the Diolon asked with a strong voice, demanding attention and an honest answer. He looked to Nephile as if she had not been the one to scream.

"Nothing, sir." Nephile responded in a tone that even she would have believed if she were ignorant to the fact that there actually was something wrong. "She just caught her foot on the stirrup. Isn't that right, Diolan?" The way he addressed her was almost mocking as if he took her station as a complete joke, which he probably did.

Serenity nodded, for even though she wanted to tell some one about the damned man she would never ask for the help of the demon before her. She would never admit to him that she was weak and was in seek of help from him, the man who had invaded her home and slaughtered those she held dear.

The Sunsire Diolon glared at her then turned his attention back to Nephile. To him he glared a second time and then without shifting his eyes he yelled to all the other soldiers, "You may dismount! We'll set up for the midday meal here and then continue on." He waited for his orders to be followed then dismounted himself moments later.

Nephile had gotten from the horse first and then Serenity. Her feet hit the ground with more force then they should have sending a shock of pain up her legs and through her spine. Nephile made no move to help her and smirked as she opened her mouth to let out a silent yelp of pain. He bent down taking two fingers under her chin forcing her to look into his deep brown eyes. "You will pay for what you just did, you Mahal whore." Another snake like smile appeared upon his lips as he threw her head down to the position that it had been before he had taken it up. He stood again then walked away towards one of the men that held a container of water.

Serenity glared after him as he walked away from her with the look of power in every step he took. She spit in his direction then looked to find no one paying any mind to what she was doing. Nephile had left on his 'high note' and had walked off for water. Jedine and the demon had joined together in some private discussion. She watched carefully as each man in the group paid close attention to all else but her. This was her chance and probably would be the only one she would ever have. If she wanted to get away this was the time to do it.

Serenity carefully checked around then inched to the side of the path they had been following. She checked for anyone's attention one last time before she bolted straight into the forested area away from the path. Her legs carried her as fast as she could as trees flew by her and branches scraped against her legs and arms. Free. She was free. She would go back to Mahal. She had to go back to Mahal. To her friends. To her family. To Kunzim.

Jedine walked toward his Diolon, Endymion with a look of determination. He slapped a hand on his friend's back as he walked off into another direction. "Endymion… We have to talk." His eyebrows set in a look of determination and his lips showed all signs of worry.

Endymion looked to his right hand man questioningly. "What is it Jedine?" He asked as if he didn't have the time to talk or even think about anything else except for the meal that was about to be served and the men who were about to eat it.

"It's about Nephile…" He trailed off as he looked around making sure that the man of subject was not in any hearing distance.

"Can't this wait, Jedine? The men are getting restless and so am I." He smirked at his friend as if it were some joke before a look of complete seriousness graced his face. Jedine had not faltered his look of honesty and determination. "What is wrong, old friend?"

"Nephile… and the Mahal Diolan… Haven't you noticed his interest in her?" Jedine's eyebrow raised. How could the Diolon not have noticed? On several occasions he had caught Nephile touching the girl almost the point of ravishing her. He had wanted to confront Nephile's actions. Had even wanted to come to her defense when she screamed or whimpered because of his advances, but had not. It was not his place. Nephile was above him and the only one that could really stop his actions was the station above his… the Diolon.

"What do you mean, Jedine? I have noticed nothing." Any thoughts of the midday meal had left him mind. The Mahal Diolan was being taken advantage of. She was being treated with disrespect and was in distress. Wait. What did he care. This was a Mahal woman. She was not of the Totark and there for was just as good as any whore. Why was he wanting to protect her? Why was he feeling like something of his was being taken from him? And this was Nephile. One of the few men that had been his friend since the beginning. Since he was a child. Nephile would never… He would never… The Diolon growled as he pictured his friend touching the woman. "Where is he? Where is she? I want to see both of them. Get both of them here right now!"

Jedine cowered a little as Endymion's voice rose to the point of intense anger. Why had he reacted in such away? He had expected the Sunsire Diolon to be disappointed in the man. He had expected Nephile to get a little slap on the wrist. Nothing like this. It seemed as if Nephile might get permanently discharge from the Totark Army, a very dishonorable accomplishment. "I'll get them, sire." He said as he walked off to find the two.

Nephile laughed with the soldiers that surrounded him. He and the men around him sat on a log near by as they spoke of family and friends… of home. His mind was not really thinking about the place. Or of the people that were in it. He was thinking of the silver hared woman. He was thinking of her curvy hips and round bust. He would have her soon. Whether it was on the way back to Totark or in the city itself. Her legs would be opened for him to be between. She was pure. He was sure of that and he would have her virginity. Take it from her if need be. The Mahal Whore would be his.

"Nephile!" Jedine ran to his side and bent down to catch his breath. "Nephile…" He took in a deep breath as he looked to his friend with a sense of sympathy. "Nephile… Endymion wants a word with you and the Mahal Diolan." He stood from his bent position and looked around the area for her. "Do you know where she is?"

Nephile's eyebrow raised at the command. Endymion wanted to speak with both her and the whore? Why? Had she gone to him? Had she told the Diolon everything? She was a dead woman. That was it. It was settled. He would have her tonight. "No, I haven't seen her." His voice searing hot.

"Come then, we must find her. Endymion isn't happy and I fear he will be worse if we make him wait too long." Jedine waited to Nephile to get up before walking around to find the Diolan. They looked to where there were groups of men and even asked a few soldiers, but found no sign of her. This brought Jedine into a panic. The woman was gone. She was gone and there was no sign of where she had taken to.

"Endymion!" Yelled Jedine as he ran to his Sunsire's side. "She's gone! She ran away."

"What?" His voice was hot. He couldn't believe it. How had he been so stupid as to not have kept an eye on her.

"We'll send groups of men on horse back to look around the perimeter." Nephile made a hand motion to a few of the soldiers around signaling them to mount and look for the girl.

Endymion glanced around for any clues and soon found one. In one area of the thickly placed trees to the side were many broken branches and a little farther in was a piece of the soiled white linen the Diolan had been wearing. "No need, Nephile. She went into the forest and horses won't fit between the trees." He quickly unstrapped the sword that hung to his side and gave it to Jedine. "Here take this. It will only make it more difficult to get though the brush."

"But Diolon… What if she attacks you?" Jedine asked innocently as he took the weapon.

"She's a woman… I think I can handle her." He looked to Nephile angrily then turned back to Jedine. "Take care of the camp, Jedine. I leave you in charge. I'll be back in a little while. Do not move." He commanded before walking towards the brush. "Nephile… you're on probation for the time being. Don't do anything stupid or I swear you won't like the outcome."

Jedine turned towards Nephile. "You heard the man." He said as he pushed him towards a group of soldiers. "I'm sorry, old friend, but I must follow orders."

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Serenity had stopped running for a moment to sit on a near by rock and to catch her breath. She hadn't gotten very far, but she felt safe. No one had come after her and she was in need of a rest. Thoughts of home filled her head. She smiled as she pictured Hotarm and Setsune welcoming her back. She wanted to so much to be in her true love's arms.

She would never have to lay eyes on the demon again. She would never have to look upon his finely shaped lips and deep blue eyes. Oh! He was a demon for making her think such things about him. Finely shaped lips? Deep blue eyes? To see Kunzim again would cure her of these thoughts. Life would go on as it had for her entire life. The dark demon would be gone and she would live once again in peace.

The brush rustled behind her as she stood up in alarm. A chipmunk squeaked and scurried by with a nut in its mouth. She was jumpy. She needed to calm down, but before she had time to even sit back on her rock for another rest the Demon emerged from the brush. Their eyes locked as Serenity's heart stopped for a moment. His deep blue eyes… "Oh no…" She mouthed silently as she broke their locked eyes and ran in the opposite direction.

Endymion stood in total shock. He had not the time to react when he had first seen her for his body would not move. As if frozen in time and space he had been stuck where he had stood for what seemed like eternity, but once her eyes had left him his world came back. His legs could move and he was free to go after her as she ran. "Stop!" He yelled as he sprinted towards her.

Serenity couldn't let him catch her. She had to get home. Her legs burned as she ran as fast as she could away from the Diolon. Branches scraped against her bare legs as she raced though the thick trees, trying to keep the distance between him and her as far as possible. She was so tired and he was gaining on her.

"Oh, god, woman! Stop!" He yelled as strained to follow after. "She sure has a set of legs, doesn't she?" He asked himself as he quickly ran after her. Minutes had passed and yet he felt like he had not gotten any closer to the siren. In fact he couldn't even see her anymore. He kept himself at a fast pace as he continued forward.

"Leave me alone!"

Endymion had to be close. Her voice it sounded like she was just a little farther and in fact she proved she was. He sped up and right as he did so his world went white. Pain rushed to his forehead as he fell backwards onto the ground. He saw double for a few moments before he finally saw clearly again. Above him stood the Diolan a large piece of wood in her hands. She had jumped from behind a tree and hit him square in the head with it. He tried to get up and as he did so she was off again. "She's more trouble than she's worth" He groaned as he rose to his feet.

Serenity laughed as she ran away from his fallen body. She had enjoyed hitting him. For some reason just a little of her anger had melted away. She would surely get away from him now. She looked back making sure was completely in the clear and saw him still following her. She then tripped on a root that had grown above ground. She moaned when she figured out what happened. "Doesn't he ever give up." She sighed as she got to her feet and yet again took off. Racing through the forest she finally saw an end to it. Light shined through the branches with such brilliancy that it almost blinded her. She ran out of the forest and suddenly stopped almost falling to her death. Right there in front of her was a cliff and to her side was a water fall, below her a mass of water. She turned and froze as the dark demon slowed and finally stopped right outside of the forest.

"You've got no where to go now, Diolan." He smirked as he watched her face turn to horror.

"I will not go back." She said with such force that she surprised herself. She backed up a few inches feeling the heels of her feet meet the edge of the cliff. The Diolan turned to look down at the fall.

"Where else are you going to go?" Endymion asked as he peered over the cliff. "That doesn't look like too good of an option to me." His eyebrow raised as he smiled and let out a little laugh. "Now, why don't we go back?"

Serenity smiled as she looked back for a second time at the water below. Across the way was a beach. She would be able to head north from there and be home within a few suns. All she had to do was jump. So she did.

Endymion jumped forward to grab her as she fell backwards down the cliff. "No!" He yelled for fear that the fall would kill her. He sighed as he watched her hit the water then emerge and start to swim towards the shore. "Woman… You're getting on my nerves." He jumped from the cliff after her into the water. When he hit the water he felt like a thousand arrows had pierced his skin. The water was cold and the impacts hand knocked the wind from his lungs. When he surfaced he started swimming in her direction. The Diolon finally caught up to her as both got to shallower water. They were in about four feet of water when he had finally caught her. Jumping her from behind.

Serenity fell into the water with a scream as he came at her from behind. She struggled with him for a few moments until she finally got free of him and a distance of about eight feet between them. "Why won't you just leave me alone?" She asked as she wavered. She was so exhausted. She just wanted to collapse right there and give up, but she had gotten too far.

"Because, my dear, I'm not about to let my only weapon against the Mahal get away." His tone was deep and he sounded more angry then ever. "But I'm beginning to believe that you're more trouble than you are worth."

"Good. Then let me go home and I'll be out of your way." She turned and started to walk away as quickly as the thick water would allow her, but was suddenly stopped when a hand reached out and grabbed her shoulder. "Let me go, you demon!"

"I can't do that, Siren. I ran through that god forsaken forest too far and jumped off that cliff landing in this ice cold water to get you back and trust me I always get what I want." It was at this time that he had actually noticed her garments forming to her lovely body. He started at where the water began and slid his eyes up her long legs to where he saw her navel. The wet cloth stuck to her body like a second skin, but was more see through than one would be. As he scanned her body he finally came to her chest area which was easier to see than any other part of her body. His insides turned and he swallowed with difficulty as he tried as hard as he could to keep himself under control.

"Is that so?" She yelled over the water fall as she glared at him. "Well this is one thing you can't have…"

"You want to bet." He finally couldn't take it anymore. With one strong pull on her shoulder he turned her towards him and kissed her full on the lips. One arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her shivering body against his while the other took hold of her head and gently forced her towards him.

Serenity froze at the sudden contact then suddenly pushed him away from her. She glared daggers at him then tried to squirm from his grip. When she did get away she turned to him. "You are… such… a …" A name would not come from her lips. "I hate you!" A chuckle came from behind as she heard his strong voice yet again. This time much huskier than it had been before.

"Good. It only makes it more fun." Endymion did not bother to go after her until she started to run again. He easily caught up with her when they finally reached the shore. Ahead was only smoothed over canyon side. She had no where else to go.

"I hope your soul rots in the Summerlands!" She screamed at him. She hated him. She HATED him! Her anger was boiling. She needed to release it. She would hit him. She would kick him. She would bite him. She would… Serenity quickly walked towards him putting her lips to his and forcing his back to the canyon wall.

To say the leased Endymion had been caught by surprise, but he abruptly composed himself and kissed her back.

Moments passed as he finally licked her lips begging for entrance and was given it as her mouth opened allowing their tongues to mingle. Serenity wrapped her arms around his neck while he finally took charge and turned her so that her back to the wall, giving him the power. He pressed her hard into the stone as she whimpered and continued to passionately kiss him all the while running her fingers into his silk black hair. A groan emitted from his throat as he took one hand and placed it gently on her round breast. He fingered the already hard nipple with his thumb.

In the midst of passion Endymion finally couldn't take it anymore. He released her breast and took both hands to her buttocks and roughly squeezed it then lifted her. She responded almost instantly with a whimper and by wrapping both legs around his waist making both of their groins meet through cloth. She then did what came natural and ground into him first gently and then more rough. He groaned for a second time as she teased him almost to the point where he could not take it anymore. His hand went to her thigh where he started to lift her skirts so he could feel the smooth skin under it, but was quickly stopped. Serenity ceased almost instantly when he touched her thigh. She quickly broke the kiss and looked like she was almost in tears.

A feeling if dread washed over Endymion as Serenity unwrapped herself from him and pushed him away from her. As tears fell from her eyes he heart felt like it was being wrenched from his body. "Diola-"

"Take me back if you must." She said coldly. She distanced herself a little more.

"Diolan…" He reached out to touch her but was shunned when she hit his hand away.

"Don't touch me, you demon!" She yelled.

The dread washed away. He couldn't believe what he had just done. Thank god she had stopped him for he would not have been able to himself. She was from Mahal. A savage and here he was ready to make passionate love to him. He was the Diolon of Totark. She was the Diolan of Mahal… What was he thinking? She was a savage. His face turned to stone as he looked at her one last time. "Come on." He said roughly before grabbing her wrist and yanking her toward the direction of camp.

Their walk back had been in silence and by the time they had made it back to the rest of the soldiers twilight had set in. Endymion took her by the wrist and handed her to Jedine. "Make sure she doesn't get away this time."

"Yes, sire." Jedine said as he handed her to one of the men that took care of her bedding arrangements. When he had finally finished making sure she would be watched and not aloud to escape again he walked towards his Sunsire Diolon for a second time. "When I noticed that the sun was starting to set and you weren't back yet I ordered everyone to set up camp. I hope that's ok?"

"It's fine." He said without emotion. "We'll start up again tomorrow. We should get home within a day or two." The Diolon lifted his shirt over his head and wrung it for any last drops of water that had not dried.

"If you don't mind me asking, Endymion… What took you so long… and why are you wet?"

Endymion raised an eyebrow as he chuckled. "We jumped off a cliff."

"Oh… What?!"

Endymion shook his head and looked at Jedine with all seriousness. "I want Nephile in my quarters. NOW."

***Yeah… That's it. I hope you liked this chapter… I actually enjoyed writing it, like, a whole bunch. ~ditzy laugh~ Even if my wrists are stiff. My neck is stiff. My back is stiff. It took me ~looks at clock~ five hours to finish this chapter. I haven't moved in five hours… maybe I should move.

Any ways the sixth chapter of The Legend of the Sun and the Moon should be out within the next few weeks. ~gets a dreadful look on her face~ I start school in three days! AHH! I'll make room for writing I promise. Any ways!

~May the voices in you head turn up the volume!~

The Lunar Witch

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