Hello everyone! Sorry it took do long to get this chapter out, I got really busy at the end of the week. I must also apologize for the shortness of this chapter, it's really just a bridging point that contexts one main event to another, so it's not very long. PLEASE FORGIVE ME, I promise the next chapter will be longer. I will warn you know this story is rated M for steamy scenes, and there will be more, but I will be posting warnings at the beginning of every chapter, just incase some of you would like to avoid them. Enjoy!

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Chapter 5: More Dreams

Serena stared down at the picture in her journal with a mixture of happiness and sadness. Back in the Silver Millennium she'd kept a journal and she'd totally forgotten what she'd left inside of it. On her lap sat a small portrait Endymion had had painted of them. Serenity sat perched upon Endymion's lap with his arms wrapped around her waist. People back then would've thought the position totally scandalous but they'd been so insanely in love they hadn't cared at all. The look of happiness on their faces was almost more than she could bear to look at, but this picture held so many memories, the good and the bad.

Serena folded up the picture again and tucked it away in her book bag that was sitting by her bed. She would be leaving the Moon tomorrow and her last day here she'd went through her entire room recommitting to memory, and she'd come across her journal that had been forgotten for a long time. Serena decided to bring back some of the volumes from the library. When she was back home they would help keep her mind occupied, some of the old volumes she found were really fascinating. Of course no one could ever imagine Serena reading books.

Serena laid down back on her bed trying not to recall the sweet memories of her and Darien making love upon it. She didn't know what would happen to the two of them when she returned; she only hoped she would have a better time enduring seeing him every day. With a sigh Serena slipped beneath the covers of her bed and closed her eyes hoping that sleep would come easy tonight.

Darien had been in more mental and emotional turmoil the past few days than he'd ever been in his entire life. He'd had no more dreams of Serena, and she still hadn't returned. He admitted to himself it was obvious he wanted to see her weather it was in dreams or real life. Which meant he would have to re-think about how he felt about his Meatball Head.

Darien took a deep breath trying to calm himself, like always he noticed he was anticipating another dream of Serena. For the past few nights he'd been sorrowly disappointed, but he needed his sleep none the less. With that thought Darien closed his eyes and like many nights ago he felt an immediate change. His bed felt softer the sheets different and his room felt much larger.

He opened his eyes to see he was now in a huge four-poster bed, and not much to his surprise he saw Serena laying down next to him.

"It figures you would appear again tonight, of all nights," she said sounding a little annoyed. Darien sat up and looked at the room around him; it was huge fit for a Princess. It was familiar to him, but he did not know why, but he knew it was something that he should remember…

"Ok, I'm in a bedroom with you know, is this dream going to go the same way as the last one?" Darien asked flopping back down onto the bed.

"Sorry Darien, I don't think I could bring myself to entice you tonight, besides we've already made love on this bed."

Darien turned to her his eyes brows furrowed, he was pretty sure they hadn't. For one if he ever made love to Serena he would've been sure to remember it, and if it had been in a room like this he would've remembered that too. Serena looked at that unbearably sad expression n her face again and he could no longer stand it. He grasped her face in both of his hands and brought her face close to his.

"Don't look at me like that I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you," he said fiercely wishing she would just smile up at him.

"When there's no recognition in your eyes Darien, no remembrance, that is what tears me up inside," she said sadly.

"You keep talking about remembering things, yet I can recall nothing. What did I forget Serena?" Darien asked frantic to know the answer.

"Everything in the past year, and a life a long time ago, and love you forgot about love." Serena said of course referring to their love, but was unwilling to reveal it.

"You said last time that you loved me Serena, did you mean it?" Darien asked sitting up holding his head in his hands, waiting for her answer.

"Yes, Darien," she said turning his face back to hers, Darien felt like he'd been punched in the gut when he saw the shimmer of tears in her eyes. "You're the only man I love that I will ever love, and if you can't accept that than I must accept it as well."

"It's not that Serena," Darien exclaimed. "I don't deserve you Serena, you need someone who will make you happy, who can give you memories. I'm cold and selfish I could never make a relationship work."

Darien turned his head and saw that the tears had escaped her eyes and were rolling down her cheeks. "You think that you didn't give me memories? Without the memories that I have of you Darien I would be dead to the world. You are my happiness, you are my life and my heart, no matter what you think or say. I love you Darien Chiba and that's not going to change."

Without thinking about what he was doing he wrapped his arms around her pressing her head against his shoulder as more tears fell from her eyes.

"Don't cry Serena," he whispered into her hair, stroking a hand up and down her back trying to sooth her. He soft sobs quieted soon enough and he felt a breath escape him that he hadn't known he'd been holding. "Is there anyway for me to regain my memories Serena?"

"I don't know of any, but our souls call to one another, use that Darien," Serena said. For a blink of an eyes Darien was transported to another time and place, where she'd said those words before. He was lying on a bed with Serena in his arms with her sweet lips pressing against his. Love and happiness swelled in his chest threatening to suffocate him, and as he trailed his kisses down her neck she said, "Because our souls recognize one another."

It was gone instantly again, could that have been what Serena had been talking about. Maybe he did have some lost memories that he'd forgotten, he looked down question at Serena and she had a hopeful look in her eyes.

"Maybe there is hope for us yet Darien," she said with a small smile. She leaned up to place a soft kiss on his forehead and he was asleep once again.