standard disclaimers apply: I don't own sailor moon
or any of the
characters related to it and i don't own the song
either, so please
don't sue me!
Don't find a fault. Find a remedy. - Anonymous
Only the heart can change the heart.
Friends are never far apart when they're together in
the heart.
Love doesn't imprison, it sets you free.
My love for you - that is my only sin. - William
Shakespeare
If u live to be a 100, I want to live to be a 100
minus 1 day,
so I'll never have to live without u. - Winnie the
Pooh
However far apart we may be, love will always carry me
close
to thee. - Tuxedo Mask/Kamen, Sailor Moon Super S
They say that everyone has a soul mate. This person
is
bonded to you, is able to feel your pain, your
loneliness and rescues
you from it. They say that through life's journeys,
you search for
this person, hoping that one day you will find them.
They say that life is full of wrongs, but love is
the
one thing that can save you from them and make
everything right once
more. They say that to love someone is to find a
miracle in them that
no one else sees . . . when you talk to the one you
love, you are
afraid to hold them . . . when you hold them, you are
afraid to love
them . . . and when you love them, you are afraid to
lose them . . .
so you think of them during the day and dream of them
at night, when
the moon is bright and its silvery light surrounds
you, warming you,
*tempting* you with the hope that one day you will
find this person and
you'll smile with your eyes, trust with your soul, and
love with your
heart.
Temptress Moon
Swords clashed, arrows cut through the air, cries of
despair, anguish, and death raged on, echoing
throughout the valley.
The heart-broken skies blanketed themselves with
puffy, white clouds.
As soon as they engulfed the sun, these clouds turned
a gray, almost a
black color. They released bitter tears, trying to
put an end to the
fighting.
The rain muddied the ground, mixing with the red
that
had stained much of the Earth, in an attempt to
cleanse it. The paths
became more and more slippery as the rain fell harder
and faster. The
red ground turned brown.
The young Prince looked up at the sky. The
raindrops
stained his face. He did not want to go on anymore.
He had seen too
much . . . the loss of friends . . . the unhealing
wounds . . . He
could no longer fight. Closing his midnight blue
eyes, he dropped his
sword and fell to his knees, mourning with the Earth,
becoming one
with it.
He's fought and he's fallen
He's on his knees
before he's on his feet
"Endymion!" a worried voice yelled, "What are you
doing?!?!"
The young general's blue eyes widened as he saw
another
man approach his Prince. The man had his sword
raised.
"Endymion!!!!!!"
Jedite ran to his Prince. He knew that he wouldn't
make it in time, but he wouldn't give up. Jedite was
stopped by two
men. He tried to fight them off, but they kept
pulling him back into
the battle. Jedite saw a blur of white before he saw
the assassin fall
to the ground. His crimson blood flowed out of his
chest and mouth,
seeping into the grass. The rain fell faster, mixing
the red with the
mud, erasing it from the ground.
"Kunzite," Jedite breathed in relief.
Zoicite and Nephrite came to Jedite's aid, finishing
the two men.
"We have to get him out of here!" Kunzite yelled.
The generals nodded. Nephrite and Zoicite stood in
front, providing a shield for Jedite and Kunzite.
Jedite and Kunzite
grabbed Endymion and dragged him away from the battle.
Seeing that their Prince reached the forest
unharmed,
Zoicite and Nephrite followed, making sure that no one
else did.
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The clouds cleared, but not enough to allow any
light
to come through. Everything was quiet, not even the
night animals
dared to come out tonight.
Zoicite began doing rounds, tending to the wounded
and
compiling a list of casualties. Nephrite lit some
torches before
preparing some scraps of food for the soldiers. With
the aid of a few
unharmed soldiers, Nephrite started the fire in the
center of the camp,
burning twigs and leaves. The smoke began drifting
upward, creating
images in the wind.
Kunzite paced the tent. Worry, concern, and anger
present in his gray eyes.
'How could he do such a thing?!!? In the middle of
a
battle no less!' he thought.
Jedite watched Kunzite carefully. He knew what was
going on in Kunzite's mind. He found that he wondered
the same. Their
Prince, Endymion, would never do such a thing.
Endymion was always so
rational, he would never throw caution to the wind,
especially not in a
battlefield.
Jedite's eyes shifted from Kunzite to Endymion, who
still sat on his bed, as stiff as a corpse, with his
eyes closed. The
only indication that he was alive was the slight up
and down motion in
his chest.
"Jedite," Kunzite said sternly, effectively breaking
him out of his thoughts.
"Huh? Wha?"
"Please leave us."
Jedite gulped. It wasn't a request, but a command.
He
knew that Kunzite would never pull rank on him, not
after all the years
they've known each other, but desperate times called
for desperate
measures. Jedite nervously looked at Kunzite and
reluctantly left
after he saw the look in Kunzite's snowy eyes.
"Endymion."
Endymion didn't move or acknowledge that anything
was
going on, rather he remained glued to his bed. He
seemed completely
absorbed in his own little world, a world he did not
want to leave.
Kunzite growled and walked to Endymion. He placed
his
hands on Endymion's shoulders and began shaking him,
"Endymion please! You scared us! You scared me!
What
were you thinking?!?!!!" Kunzite yelled frantically.
Still nothing.
After a few moments of silence, Kunzite gave up and
was
about to leave the tent. A hand stopped him,
"Do you really want to know?"
Kunzite turned around. His eyes softened,
"Yes."
"Sit down," Endymion said, pointing to a nearby
chair.
Kunzite nodded and grabbed the chair, setting it
down
before Endymion.
Endymion sighed before opening his eyes,
"I felt a presence."
"What?!"
"I don't know how to begin to describe it . . . this
silvery light, it surrounded me. It was so warm. I
couldn't help but
close my eyes. As soon as I did, it became stronger
and began filling
my body."
Kunzite didn't know what to make of it. He knew how
much Endymion didn't want to fight anymore and was
worried about him.
Today was a little too close for comfort. Something
evil had to be
behind it,
"Endymion, how do you know that it wasn't the enemy
trying to distract you so that they could kill you?"
"I know."
"How? Why?"
"Because I just did. It didn't *feel* evil, rather
it
*felt* pure . . . it *felt* like love . . . no one
from the nega-verse
would be able to feel love or be able to do *that*."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. The light reminded me of the reflection of
the
moon on a lake. The lake seems to capture the essence
of the moon,
releasing a silver light. The light took away my
emptiness. It
couldn't be evil, I just know that."
"Who sent it?"
"I don't know, but I'll find out. I'll find her."
Kunzite didn't know what to say after that. He knew
how unlucky Endymion was with love and hoped that
whoever sent him the
light would rescue him from the loneliness . . . he
hoped that she
would love him.
A sinister (AN: can mean unlucky) romantic,
Well he's about to be
and she's about to see
Endymion walked out of his tent a few hours later.
He
couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned trying to figure
out what the
silver light meant, if anything, or who sent it.
Perhaps it was his imagination.
No. He knew it was real.
The brisk night air caused Endymion to shiver
slightly.
'I should've brought my cloak,' he thought.
Too weary to go back for it, he walked through the
camp, following the path that the dimly lit torches
provided for him.
He tried not to make a sound as he walked through the
bushes, heading
toward the lake. He didn't want to wake anyone up,
especially not his
Generals. He knew how worried they were about him,
but he just needed
to be alone and reflect.
He made it to the lake moments later and noted that
the
moon had somehow managed to penetrate through the
thick clouds. Its
bright rays shone upon the surface of the lake, which
in turn reflected
a faint silver halo.
Endymion scanned the lake before his cobalt eyes
stopped abruptly. He gasped and his eyes nearly
bulged out of its
sockets.
Teaching torches to burn bright
She's hanging on the cheek of night
Endymion rubbed his eyes. He had never seen such
beauty in his life. He thought he was dreaming so he
pinched himself.
It hurt and she was still there. He then closed his
eyes, but her
bell-like laughter reached his ears, and he opened
them again. She was
still there.
A snowy dove troopin' with crows
He never saw true beauty till tonight
He blinked, still not believing the sight before
him.
The young woman, no goddess, sat on a rock that was
situated toward the
center of the lake. She donned a white gown, probably
made of silk.
It had an intricate gold pattern embroidered on it.
Her golden hair
was put up in a hairstyle he had never seen before.
It looked like two
meatballs on her head. A few furry white rabbits
accompanied her. She
was giggling at their antics.
He got up, his gaze never leaving her. He walked to
where she was and was about to step on the first rock
that led to the
her. He missed and stepped on a twig, breaking it.
The golden-haired maiden looked up in alarm. Her
sapphire blue orbs met his.
She'll take him to the brink of deliverance
Show him that much
Time stilled as they gazed into each other's eyes
intently. Endymion saw fear in her eyes . . . fear
coupled with
recognition.
Oh don't you know it
Oh don't you know it
Endymion was confused. He didn't understand how she
could know him when he had never met her before, yet a
part of him knew
her and felt drawn to her. He felt strange sensations
fill his veins,
slowly making their way to his heart. He welcomed
these sensations.
His eyes softened and he boldly took a step toward
her.
So he falls enough to feel
that he's fallen
She'll let him know his heart
Oh don't you know it
Oh don't you know it
She saw him approach and stiffened. She turned her
face away from his, breaking their gaze. She picked
up her silky
skirts and ran.
Endymion walked faster when she turned away. He
didn't
want to scare her. He had almost reached her but
stopped mid-step. He
gasped as he saw her hair come out of its style,
flowing freely in the
wind. She looked breathtaking.
He gasped again when he realized that there were no
rocks for her to use to get across the water. She
practically floated
over it as she ran from him.
He quickly composed himself and beckoned to her to
stay, even though he didn't know her name.
She paid no heed, disappearing into the forest.
Endymion sighed dejectedly as he reached the rock
she
sat on. He noticed rose petals scattered throughout
the lake. He
looked down to see a few scared rabbits standing
stiffly together. He
knelt down and patted the rabbits, assuring them that
he meant no harm.
The rabbits scurried away and sought refuge in the
bushes. Endymion smiled and turned his head back to
the rock. He
found a perfect red rose in the place of the
frightened rabbits. He
picked it up and brought it to his nose, inhaling its
sweet and
intoxicating scent. He closed his eyes, wanting to
memorize
everything.
"My little bunny, my Usako . . . "
That's Shakespeare in love
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He's fought and he's fallen
He's on his knees
before he's on his feet
Two weeks later . . .
The enemy had retreated, seeking refuge in the dark
shadows. Everyone rejoiced. The war was finally
over.
Endymion however was not in the celebrating mood.
Yes,
he was happy that the fighting was over, but he didn't
want to leave
the camp yet.
Ever since he saw *her*, he returned to the lake
every
night . . . he hoped to see *her* again, but she never
came, still the
moon tempted him, gave him the hope that *she* would
return to the lake
. . . to him.
Some nights he could *feel* a faint presence, almost
like the silver light. Other nights, however, he felt
nothing.
A glittery romantic
Well he's about to be
and she's about to see
Endymion reluctantly mounted his black horse. He
pulled the reins and lead the troops back to the main
city, where the
palace resided.
His Generals rode on either side of him, giving him
worried glances from time to time. Endymion didn't
notice. A part of
him felt a great loss.
He stopped for a moment, collecting his thoughts.
It
was silly of him to think that he would see her again.
She was
probably a water nymph who had decided to visit this
particular lake.
It was merely a coincidence that he saw her there.
Or was it?
Shaking his head, Endymion pulled the reins once
more.
He turned his head toward the lake and saw nothing.
After he and his
men were out of view, a silver light appeared,
beckoning to those who
saw it.
His bounty's boundless like the sea
His love is endless just as deep
The men reached the gates of the city about two days
later. The sun had already set, but the moon had
decided not to come
out yet.
Endymion sighed as the night guards opened the
gates.
He looked up at the black sky and wished that the moon
would come out
and help him find *her*. He was upset that the moon
didn't answer his
prayers. It didn't help him find what he was looking
for.
The more he gives the more he has
'cause both of them are truly infinite
Endymion had never felt *real* love. True, his
parents
loved him and he loved them, but they say that to be
loved by another
is the greatest thing . . . the best feeling in the
world. He knew
that he was ready to love and would do anything for
his love, but she
was no where to be found.
She'll take him to the brink of deliverance
Show him that much
Oh don't you know it
Oh don't you know it
The Next Day . . .
Endymion's parents were glad for his safe return.
They
knew how tiring and dangerous the war was and were
glad that it was
finally over. They glanced at their son worriedly.
His Generals had
told them of the "incident" at the lake. The King,
Endymion's father,
thought that it was just a mirage. He reasoned that
Endymion was
merely tired and imagined the entire encounter.
So he falls enough to feel
That he's fallen,
She'll let him know his heart
Oh don't you know it
Oh don't you know it
But the Queen, Endymion's mother, knew better. She
knew that her son was finally in love. Whether or not
he knew it was
the question that remained on her mind throughout
breakfast.
That's Shakespeare in Love
That's Shakespeare in Love
The King's Study, Two days later . . .
Endymion entered through the big white doors. His
Generals accompanied him as they were announced to the
court.
Endymion and his Generals bowed in respect before
being
addressed by the King,
"Endymion, we have decided to send you on a
diplomatic
"mission" to the Moon. We have come to this decision
mostly due to
the way you handled the war, driving the enemy to
defeat," the King
said proudly.
"Son," his mother started, "this was was very taxing
on
us, both emotionally and physically. I've been told
that there were
certain points during battle when we could've lost."
Endymion nodded, slightly glancing at Zoicite, who
probably finished the report and gave it to his
parents and the
advisors to look over.
"That is why we need more allies," his father
continued, "The Moon Kingdom belongs to an alliance
known as the Silver
Millennium. Most of the planets that surround us
belong to it as
well."
Endymion took a few moments to "digest" the
information
before speaking,
"Mother. Father. I thank you for entrusting me
with
such a great responsibility. I only hope that I can
accomplish this
task for you and for the people."
"I'm sure you will son," the King said, "Now then,
you
and your Generals will be leaving for the moon
tomorrow. Queen
Serenity has agreed to meet with you and will be
throwing a ball for
your visit. She has also promised that the rulers of
the other planets
of the Silver Millennium will be present to hear you
out. I wish you
much luck."
Endymion nodded and left the throne room. His
Generals
followed, knowing that they had to prepare for
tomorrow's departure.
A sinister romantic,
He's on his knees
before he's on his feet
The Moon . . .
Endymion and his Generals arrived late in the
afternoon. They were greeted by Queen Serenity and
were told that her
daughter, Princess Serenity, was training with her
guardians, the
Senshi. They were led to their quarters by the
Queen's advisors,
Luna and Artimas.
Endymion shut the door behind him and took in his
surroundings. He was entranced by the beauty of the
moon. Its flowers
and flowing fountains were a sight to see. He had
heard about the moon
and read about it in books, but he never fathomed that
it could look
like *this*.
He walked to the balcony and looked out the glass
doors. His room overlooked the royal gardens, much
like his room on
Earth did. Endymion saw the servants carrying baskets
of flowers or
fruit to the castle. He smiled. He knew that the
food was for him to
eat and that the flowers were for his eyes to see.
Endymion loved nature, especially flowers. He had
heard that the moon had many different types of
flowers and was happy
that he had the chance to finally see them. Although
he was curious
to see these new flowers, he knew that none of them
could compare to
his favorite one. It was the rose, the symbol of
love. And now it was
the symbole of *her*.
Endymion sighed and pulled the rose he found on the
rock out of his pocket. It was still perfect. He
walked over to the
bed and lay down, closing his eyes.
He pictured her face in his mind. A smile tugged at
his lips. He could see her eyes, reflecting happiness
and warmth. He
could see the way she looked at him with fear. He
frowned. He hadn't
wanted to scare her, just talk to her and find out why
he felt so
complete when he saw her.
Endymion twirled the rose in his hand. He began
feeling the silver light again. He didn't understand
how or why. Ever
since he left the lake, the feeling became fainter and
fainter until he
felt nothing. He had realized that the silver light
and the young
woman were connected somehow. How they were connected
still remained
a mystery to him.
But now, now he felt it and her presence. It was
even
stronger than before. Perhaps *she* wasn't a water
nymph. Perhaps
*she* was here on the moon.
She'll take him to the brink of deliverance
Show him that much
A part of him wished that she was here, yet he knew
that it couldn't be possible for her to be here. It
was just wishful
thinking.
Or was it?
He couldn't ignore the sudden feeling of
nervousness,
or the fact that his palms became sweaty, nor could he
ignore the way
his heart beat faster with each passing second.
Oh don't you know it
Oh don't you know it
A knock on the door broke him out of his thoughts.
"Endymion!" Nephrite yelled, "C'mon, we have to go
now!
Her majesty is waiting for us!"
Endymion sighed and slowly got up. For some reason
he
decided to look at his reflection in the mirror. He
straitened his
shirt and ran his fingers through his silky black
hair, before walking
to the door and opening it. He was greeted by his
Generals who were
smirking knowingly.
"What?"
"It never takes you *that* long to answer the door,"
Jedite teased.
"Yeah," Nephrite agreed.
"What were you doing in there? Preparing to meet
the
Princess?" Kunzite joked.
"Leave him alone," Zoicite said.
"Thank you Zoicite," Endymion said.
Zoicite smiled, "Its not Endymion's fault that the
Princess is said to be very beautiful."
Everyone except Endymion laughed.
"Har, har, you guys. Now can we get going,"
Endymion
said walking away from the group.
"Can't wait to see her, eh Endymion?"
He turned around and glared at them. They laughed
and started to follow him toward the hall where the
ball was taking
place.
So he falls enough to feel
That he's fallen,
The ball had already begun when they arrived.
Endymion
turned slightly red with embarrassment. This ball was
being thrown for
him.
He walked directly to the Queen, who was seated on a
silver throne. It was embroidered with an intricate
pattern he thought
he recognized.
'Probably from the books I read,' he thought. But
it
still didn't shake the feeling off.
He apologized to the Queen, who was very
understanding,
"Do not worry, Prince," she said, "I know that you
are
probably very tired. Coming home from a long war only
to be sent
here."
"Thank you for understanding, Your Majesty,"
Endymion
said as he bowed.
He then looked up at her and for the first time
noticed
that her silver hair was put up in the very same
hairstyle that *she*
had.
"Not a problem," the Queen said smiling.
Endymion's face paled. He bowed his head as his
mind
began spinning. He had seen *that* smile somewhere.
It was almost an
exact replica of the one he had seen on the woman he
called Usako.
She'll let him know his heart
"Are you alright Endymion," the Queen asked, concern
present in her blue eyes.
Endymion's head snapped up. He nodded dumbly and
said something about getting some air.
Oh don't you know it
Oh don't you know it
He walked out of the hall and through the gardens.
He
reached a small fountain and sat down on the edge. It
was too
coincidental. The Queen looked so much like his
angel. It was
uncanny for two people to look that much alike. Yet,
they did.
Perhaps the Queen knows *her*? Maybe the Queen is
related to *her*?
Yes. That made more sense. The Queen not only knew
*her* but was probably related to *her*.
Endymion's frown turned into a smile. He resisted
the
urge to jump up and down. She wasn't his imagination.
She was real
and probably on the moon. Now all he had to do was
somehow ask the
Queen without looking crazy.
She'll take him to the brink of deliverance
Show him that much
"You," a voice said, breaking Endymion out of his
thoughts.
He looked up to see the same woman from the lake.
She
was dressed in the same dress and her hair was put up
in the same style
as before.
"You," he breathed, catching her gaze.
Oh don't you know it
Oh don't you know it
That's Shakespeare in Love
That's Shakespeare in Love
That's Shakespeare in Love
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Well, that's it! hope that you liked it!
Author's notes:
- the song is not mine. it belongs to layla kaylif
and is on
her enough rope cd. i also think that it was used in
the movie,
shakespeare in love. you should listen to the song,
its really
beautiful!
- the little passage in the beginning was sort of
written by
me. i wrote part of it and part of it is from a
series of quotes i
found. i couldn't find who wrote them (i'm just
letting you know so
that no one accuses me of plagerism). You have to blame evil redrose for the
ending. She made me do it!
send me feedback! i love feedback!
~Always~
ja ne!
redrose
And now your face lights up the sky
Somehow I feel that you're close by
And when I'm happy you can see
I know you're watching over me...Always
BBMak ~ Sooner or Later
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