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chpater one: moonlight dreams "Oh Darien! Come to me, hold me in your arms!" Serena cries out. With in moments, Darien succumbs his longing to hold his princess and rushes to embrace her. His hands grip her waist, his lips synchronized with his grip, coming closer in unison, to plant that kiss she is ever so longing for. Suddenly, his eyes take the form of confusion as he violently retracts his hands from her body, as he stumbles away slowly fading into the distance, his once warm lips grow cold as he mutters the words, "who are you?" His image fades to a blur both by his quick back steps away from her frame and the growing tears in her eyes. She is desperate, frantic and distraught. In distress she cries out, "You don't remember me, Darien? Have you forgotten our love, the love we share?" As she shouts out for an answer, her words go unheard, unanswered. The only reply to her cries is his image, fading further into the distance, until Serena finds her self alone, breathing the air around her. Breathing Darien's breath. But wait! Something is coming from the distance, from that spot in the horizon where Darien had faded. Is he returning? Has his memory returned? An abundance of questions pierce her mind, flooding her thoughts as she waits for this image to come closer. It grows with such speed that before she can even catch one last breath, it has taken position before her. Luna? "Wake up, you sleepy head!" Luna commands with a voice like a mother. Suddenly everything goes black, and in a split second Serena realizes she's now staring at the backs of her eyelids. She wipes the morning crust from her eyes, and lifts her lids. "BWAH!" a sudden scream of shock ejects from her lips, as she finds herself staring eye to eye with Luna, literally. "Once again, Serena, you never cease to amaze me. What is this, the seventh time this week you've slept in? Your attendance in bed is one hundred percent, to bad your tardiness isn't. Now, get up! You got to get to school!" Luna screams into Serena's, there faces merely a half of an inch apart. Serena quickly recovers from the shock of waking to a blurred vision of her personal date book, her cat Luna, and shifts her panting breath and wide eyes aside by laying back and gripping her pillow. "I know, I'll be up in a minute. I just had the most horrible dream," her words seem to trail off into a saddened whisper. "Serena, are you feeling alright? We're is the hyper-active morning mess I'm used to finding? The "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I'm late! I'm late! I'm late" Serena I'm accustomed to?" Luna questions as she monitors Serena's new behavior. "I just need a moment to think," she pauses as she ponders her thoughts, "Luna?" "Yes," Luna replies in attempt to find out what is bothering her Serena. "Do dreams ever come true?" Serena asks, still holding her quiet voice laced with concern. "That's a pretty vague question. I mean, so dreams come true, if you make them come true. But if your asking if ALL dreams come true, I'd have to say no." replies Luna, still in attempt to discover what is bothering her. "What about," Serena pauses, questioning herself whether or not this next word is going to sound silly or not, "what about nightmares?" "Is this what this is all about, a silly nightmare? Serena, your old enough to know monsters don't live under the bed, save the fact that you battle the occasional evil creature of the Negaverse now and again, but that type of stuff shouldn't bother you anymore, seems you-" Luna's speech, which was coming off more or less as a lengthy lecture, was suddenly cut off by Serena's reply. "It's not monsters I'm scared of," she pauses again, but this time she's is destined to get this fear off of her chest, so she shorts her pause, "It's love." "Your scared of love? I'm sorry Serena, I'm afraid I don't understand." Luna replies as if to continue you this conversation, striking a sudden interest in the topic. "Not of love, but of losing love. I had the worst dream ever just before I woke up. In my dream, Darien," her frequent pause returns, but for only a moment, "Darien didn't remember me. I could see it in his eyes. I could hear it in his voice, in his words. Oh, Luna, I never want to feel that pain again!" she begins to sob as she continues her story, "In my dream, I would've been happy with just being called 'Meatball Head,' but-" she cuts herself out with a quick sigh, and then silence follows. "Serena," Luna catches her tongue before she speaks, then continues, "I don't mean to be rude, but can we finish this discussion after school?" Before Luna even thinks of asking again, Serena bounces to her feet and whips on her clothes, brushes her teeth, and grabs her bag in what seems to be one motion, as she chants repeatedly, "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I'm late! I'm late! I'M LATE!" Like a flash of light, Serena bolts out the door, burning up the sidewalk behind her, arms flinging, feet flying, and words echoing through the air, "Geez! I forgot breakfast! Ohhhhh!" "That Serena, always a challenge for me. It's hard to believe that she is Sailor Moon," Luna laughs out loud, but suddenly twitches her wiskers and shifts her little cat mouth to that of concern, "I hope her dream doesn't come true. Losing Darien would crush her." She pauses, thinking, "I definitely hope the Negaverse has nothing to do with this."
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