standard disclaimers apply:  I don't own sailor moon or any of the
characters related to it, so please don't sue me!  i also don't own
the song.

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.

now on with the story . . . enjoy! . . .



Desert Rose


I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand


		Mamoru once again woke up in a cold sweat, as he did
every night.  He dreamed it again . . . he dreamed of *her*.  He could
not understand why she constantly invading his dreams.
		'Once I find the silver crystal, I'll find out who she
is and what she means to me.'
		He went to sleep, only to dream of her again.


I dream of fire
These dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire


Mamoru's Dream:

		The atmosphere is foggy.  Mamoru is dressed like his
alter ego, Tuxedo Mask.  He is staring at the balcony, as a figure
comes into view.  He can't see her face, but hears her angelic voice
tell him, "Please, my love.  Find the emperium silver crystal and set
me free."  Then she disappears into the dense, thick fog.


This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this


		"Wait!  Don't leave!  Who are you?!  How do I get this,
this crystal?!  Please, tell ME!!"


And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems


		She turns around and faces him.  He sees her blue eyes
and golden hair.  A bright light suddenly appears and momentarily
blinds him.  He looks around, only to see that she is gone.
		Frustrated, he falls down to his knees, noticing that
he is no longer dressed in his alter ego's garb, rather, he is dressed
in a blue uniform with a steele plate protecting his chest.  He also
takes note of the fact that he has a sword holstered at his side (AN:
think prince endymion).


I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand


		He feels her presence once more.  He doesn't see her,
but knows that she is there.
		"Who are you?"
		"I am your princess . . . your desert rose."
		"Please, can I see you?  I can't deal with this
anymore.  Please."
		"As you wish, my prince."
		She came out of the mists, slowly walking towards him.
He stood up and saw parts of her figure.  She wore a long, off-white
dress with gold embrodiered (AN:  did i spell that right) on it.  Her
face was now becoming visible to him, when

		"Good morning, Tokyo!  Today is Wed-"
		"Damn alarm clock!  I was so close this time . . .
closer than I ever was before!"
		He got up and began getting ready for his morning jog.
		He left his apartment and decided to jog through the
park.  He entered the park and ended up at the rose garden, his
favorite place.  He decided to rest there for awhile.  He closed his
eyes and thought of her again.


I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to the empty skies above
I close my eyes, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in pain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand


		Mamoru got up from his spot and began jogging again.
He ended up by the bridge and stared into the river below him.  The
color of the water reminded him of her eyes.


Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower,
No sweet perfume ever tortured me mor than this


		He made his way back to his apartment and got dressed
for school.
		Twenty minutes later, Mamoru walked down the busy
streets of Tokyo, books in hand.  He turned a corner only to collide
into something, rather, someone.
		"Gomen, sir.  I'm so very sorry.  I wasn't watching
where I was going.  Gomen.  Gomen."
		He looked down at her.  She had long blonde hair, which
was put up in a unique hairstyle.  His breathe caught when he saw her
blue eyes.  Those eyes seemed so familiar to him.  He was broken out of
his thoughts by the sound of her voice,
		"Are you alright, sir?  Do you need a doctor or
something?"
		"Don't worry about it.  Next time why don't you watch
where you're going, Meatball head!"
		"WHAT?!  Here I am apologizing and you're making fun of
me!  OH!  THE NERVE!"
		She got up and began running down the street again,
yelling something about being late.
		He smiled.
		'There's something about that girl . . . she seems so
familiar . . . as if, as if I've met her before . . . '


Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower, this rare perfume
Is the sweet intoxication of the fall



all done.  this is my second song-fic.  hope you guys liked it.  the
song is done by sting and its on his cd, brand new day.  i really liked
it and decided to write a story to it.  the story has to do with
mamoru's dream of the moon princess and his first encounter with usagi.
anyway, i hope you liked it, send feedback, please!  ja ne!

redrose