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Kid Major
::Huff:: It's been raining for a while here. Nothing to do, except write and
read. These verses also don't go in any specific order. Three stars (***) mean
time has passed.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or Matchbox Twenty, who wrote 'Real World'.
'I wonder what it's like to be a superhero...'
The day started out as any other. Serena woke up late, klutzed out
on the way to school, failed all her tests, and was late for the Scout meeting.
She might've passed the test, had she not been daydreaming endlessly.
'I wonder where I'd go if I could fly around downtown...'
She dreamed she was flying, high over the clouds, with no cares.
The wings from her eternal moon fuku held her up, fluttering slightly in the
wind. Her silver-gold hair seemed to radiate like sunshine, her pigtails
whipping around her body. She closed her eyes, then opened them, and saw her
friends. They were flying like her, and each was in her respective colored
dress. It seemed like a memory, one forgotten until now.
***
'From some other planet, I get this funky high on yellow sun...'
"Serena, your hair is like a golden sun!"
"Really, Darien? You only tell me that every time we meet!"
Silver laughter filled the air as two, very-in-love people spun around the park, picking up the fallen leaves in a whirlwind. The autumn air blew softly from the sky, reaching down and engulfing the prince and princess.
***
'Boy I bet my friends will all be…stunned, they're stunned...'
"Raye! Guess what!"
The black-haired priestess looked up from her daily chores. Serena, long hair flapping behind her, came running up to her.
"Yes? What happened?"
"Look! Look!"
Serena held out her right hand. On her ring-finger, a beautiful diamond ring rested, carved in the shape of a crescent moon, with a rose on top of it. Raye gasped.
"He proposed! That's wonderful Serena!"
"Yeah, you're also the first person I've told! Just thought you'd like to be first. I have to go tell the others now! Bye!"
Raye watched silently as her friend left, and said a short prayer.
"Please don't change too much, Serena."
'Please don't change, at all from me to you, and you to me.'
--Kid Major--
