Author Note: This is a war that I made up, for purposes of my storey. It's not based upon the old Vietnam War, necessarily but I guess it kind of could be… Anyway, I love this song to death and wanted to make a Sailor Moon spin off of it. I already have one for InuYasha but I didn't like it that much so I took a different approach and made this one.

Disclaimer: I own nothing Sailor Moon; I also don't own the lyrics. The song is "Travelin' Soldier" by the Dixie Chicks.

Love and War

Chapter One

"I can't help but wonder…" I said dreamily as I looked up at the clouds that were slowly drifting in the baby blue skies, one that reflected my own eyes. I was lying in a bed of flowers behind my house with my best friend, Raye. It was a love-hate relationship for the two of us but it was a love relationship either way, for the most part I suppose.

"About what, Sere?" Raye questioned as she turned her head to look at me. Raye was one of those gorgeous girls with purple-raven hair that spilled down her back and violet eyes that were dark yet emotion-filled. I knew she'd always be there for me, through thick or thin, but some days she made it a lot less believable than right now. When we were alone, she was caring and sweet but when it came to other people she tried to cut me down. I didn't mind, that was her personality.

"About the war." I sighed in defeat. I had been thinking about the war a lot lately. The death count was soaring and our boys were dying. Proud American soldiers would never even get the chance to return home, in some cases. I worked at a café near a bus station, were the boys would be picked up. I didn't want to see the new shipment go out; knowing over half of them weren't likely to return. "There has to be a better way to go about this, don't you think?"

"You mean like a world-peace thing? Serena, the things you think of make me laugh. You really are a dreamer, you know that?" Raye said with a spiteful laugh.

I smiled sadly. "I know, but it'd be nice. World peace is impossible, I know that but I still think it can be fought in a more civilized fashion."

"Serena you know nothing about war!" Raye exclaimed. "It's brutal!"

I furrowed my eyebrows together and attempted to say nothing back. I knew that war was horrible and would never be beneficial to the soldiers but I still thought that maybe the government could try to work something out instead of charging head-first in. My mother complained about it often, too, it was the only thing she mumbled to herself these days. Raye didn't know my father because I never said anything about him. I never mentioned the man, it hurt me too much. But he was an amazing war hero, a Ranger, and he always knew what he was doing. The government was settling the situation all wrong.

"I know…" I whispered quietly.

"Today is beautiful, just like every other. We should stop worrying about this stuff and arguing. We should go to the beach and have some fun or something." Raye suggested as she stood up and brushed off pieces of flowers that were sticking to her. There she was again, trying to pull me out of my deep thinking that would only make me sad. I told you she cared.

"Sounds like a good idea." I nodded, though my heart was still stuck with the war. Nonetheless, I followed her towards my house so we could round up our swimming stuff (we always kept extras at each others house; in Cali you never know when you get the urge to go to the beach). She settled for a black bikini while I went for a white bikini.

"Serena, you make me insanely jealous. Everything you eat goes to your chest." Raye sighed as she eyed her own figure. It was true that I was quite busty for my small size. My chest was an ample 'C' cup and my cinched-in stomach was toned with slight outlines of abs. My legs were long (well at least they appeared long for my short frame) and toned while I had nice sized bubble butt. My hair, bleached by the California sun, was cut in layers that went to the small of my back and turned in towards my face slightly at the end.

I was tanned, like Raye, but she had a slightly less curvy figure. She looked like one of those models, with her thin frame but with breasts that actually appeared believable. Half of the guys I would talk to me seemed to ask me about my boob-job that didn't exist. I slightly envied Raye and her realistic figure. She looked so natural and beautiful while people always think I have "work" done.

"Stop complaining, you have a better that's a lot better than mine." I argued back. I hated my figure, I hated my face; I hated everything about me. My confidence level was pretty low when I looked at gorgeous girls like Raye. "But the beach is calling us and we should probably hurry."

Darien

I stuck my surfboard under my arm and left my house. I couldn't take being in that place any longer. My mom was always screaming at me and crying because of me, because she didn't like the fact that I had signed up for the war. It was too late for her to change my mind and I continued to walk angrily to my car, completely irritated.

I pulled out my cell phone and called my best friend, informing him that I'd be picking him up and he better be ready because we're heading to the beach. He didn't ask any questions and, when I pulled up to him in my jeep, he was ready. He threw his own board in the back and climbed in next to me, nothing but swimming trunks and Addis flip-flops. We tore a trail to the beach.

It seemed like two minutes before we had our beach towels set up but, then again, I was driving pretty fast. Andrew and I dropped our boards beside our cooler and towels and started putting on the sunscreen. At least until I saw her. She was the most gorgeous girl I had ever seen. She was beautiful and looked amazing in her tiny white bikini that tried to cover her large breasts.

I couldn't help but lick my lips as I watched her giggle at the edge of the water, dancing around like a maniac with her friend. Suddenly they stopped, her friend's eyes looking at me as she whispered into the blonde's ear. Next thing I knew, the pretty little blonde's head spun around to look at me with a light blush spreading across her face.

Another boy I knew that was going into the military was marching through the sand to get to her, though, and my heart dropped. Seiya. He was a completely ladies man and he had a way of suckering every woman that he wanted. I watched the scene unfold before me with sadness that I didn't even try to hide from my midnight blue eyes. She was starting to walk towards me, not noticing the boy that was trying to catch up with her. Her bashful eyes kept dropping to the sand instead of me.

And me? I was too much of a scaredy-cat to attempt to approach her.

Serena

I felt a hand grip around my wrist as my arm swung back and I turned, in shock, only to find Seiya. I knew the boy but I really couldn't stand his womanizing personality. I scrunched up my nose and pulled my hand free, turning to confront him. "What makes you think you can just track me down and grab my wrist? You need to stop annoying me, Seiya. Learn to just leave me alone."

"What part of me being in love with you don't you understand?" he asked, crossing his arms over his broad chest and giving me a defiant look.

I rolled my eyes. "Maybe the fact that you're in love with every girl you want to get into bed until you actually get to have sex with her? Sorry Seiya but I'm not a child anymore and I don't like little boys who try to play games."

"You're a stupid girl, Serena." He sat furiously.

"You're the stupid one who can't take a hint." I growled. He reached out and shoved me. I stumbled back, in shock, and looked up at the man. I couldn't find the words to say anything. But, then again, I didn't have to. Raye was at my side in a second, barking the boy out with a string of profanity. I seen the fire in his eyes and he drew an arm back. I didn't think for a second, I used the force of my body to take him by shock and knock him to the ground.

Did nobody on this damned beach see what was going on?

Seiya quickly rolled on top of me and pinned my arms above my head. He wouldn't rape me, not in public, but I was still scared. Maybe he would? The boy was slightly crazy. "Seiya you're crazy and you need to get off of me."

"I'm crazy about you Serena. You want this, you want me." He whispered.

"You're a psychological mess!" I accused.

"Is there a problem here?" A towering shadow asked and Seiya looked up with his crazy eyes. I was speechless and shouted 'YES!' to the boy I was previously headed over towards. God, he looked so damn good, too. Broad shoulders, washboard abs, muscular arms… he was enough to drive a girl crazy. In a second Seiya was lifted off of me and I quickly jumped up.

"Darien…" Seiya hissed at the boy.

"Thank you so much!" I squealed as I wrapped my arms around him in a hug. "You are seriously my hero right about now."

"Seiya, what the hell are you doing bothering innocent girls again?" a sandy-haired boy spoke up, his green eyes shimmering with hatred.

Seiya wasn't always bad. We used to be really good friends, ever since we were little. He was the one person who knew my storey, my life. He had always had a crush on me and I used to like him before he changed on me. He become this person I didn't want to be around and kept trying to get my attention back on him. Now he was some delusional monster that I avoided.

"Are you alright?" the ebony haired hero asked me with a slight frown.

He was caring too? How much better could this get? I flashed a gorgeously white smile "Yeah, thanks to you."

"Serena, don't talk to him. He's in the military, too, and he's good. Do you really want to end up like your mother?" Seiya raised an eyebrow. Oh no. He was bringing this up? The one thing I tried to keep from everybody was punching me right in the heart. I opened my mouth but nothing came up.

"Serena, what's he talking about?" Raye, my best friend, asked in curiosity.

I snapped. I hit Seiya to the ground again and straddled his waist before throwing elbows to his face as he squirmed, in shock, beneath me. He half-flipped me over when I slammed a good to his stomach, for good measure I repeated the action. He finally managed to shove me away and stand up. Even with the sand on the beach weighing me down I completed a kip-up.

"Well, well, well, daddy taught you well." Seiya snickered spitefully and I sent a right hook to his face. It was enough to land him on the ground with a lost look in his eyes.

"Yeah, he did, didn't he?" I asked before running a hand through my hair. I felt the tears springing up to my eyes. "C'mon Raye, we need to get out of here. Thanks, kid, for helping me."

I didn't look back at either of them, just kept walking.