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I'm A Believer

Angelstar1014

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Hi guys! This is my first songfic, if you don't count "From the Bottom of My Broken Heart" which I don't. The song I used is very old. It was written by the Monkees, but when I heard it, I thought it was appropriate, so I used it. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or the Monkees, although I am president of the Davey Jones Fan club...just kidding!

I was orphaned at an early age.

I remember the hospital room clearly.

It was cold, white, and...lonely. We were in an accident, my parents and I, and I was the only one to survive. That wasn't even the worst part of it all. I had amnesia.

I thought love was only true in

Fairy tales

'Mommy, Daddy, why did you leave me alone?!' Was the only thought going though my mind. It's was bad enough that I don't have them around, but to not even have memories of them'

Nothing to comfort me, not even the memory of a hand on the shoulder, a kiss on the cheek...

Not a face or voice...that was to be truly alone.

I start to cry, not caring who heard me

Meant for someone else

But not for me

"Firore! Why do you have to go!" I cry out to my friend, the only one I've had since the accident...

Now he wants to leave me.

"I'm sorry Darien, but I can't survive in this atmosphere for too long." Firore looks at me apologetically, I know he's trying to get me to understand.

And I do, but that doesn't mean I have to like it, or go along with it quietly.

After a while, I decide to accept it when I see how much pain I'm causing him.

I nod my head slowly. "When?"

Then he cut into my being with one word.

"Today."

Oh, Love was out to get me

That's the was it seemed

I am alone in my room crying for the first time since I met Firore.

'He's leaving me today.' I repeat in my head over and over again. Finally though my sobs I manage to mumble.

"Mommy and Daddy, now Firore. Why do I have to be alone?"

Disappointment, heartache

On my dreams

I continue to cry until I feel something warm on I hand. I look down to see a young girl with blond hair in the most unusual hairstyle. It reminded me of rolls, or meatballs...

She looks up at me with deep blue eyes.

Then I saw her face

Now I'm a believer

"Why are you crying?" She asks, managing to comfort me with just her touch. After all these years, I still haven't figured out how she managed to do that.

Without a trace

Of doubt in my mind

"My best friend's going away, I'm going to be left alone." I manage to choke out through my tears.

She just gives me a brilliant smile.

"My mommy just had a baby. That's why I'm here." She holds up a bouquet I didn't notice before. She studies the roses for a moment, her nose scrunched up in concentration, then pulls out the most perfect rose in the bunch.

I'm in love

I'm a believer

"Here." She holds out the rose and looks up at me with so much hope. I take the rose and smile at her. I shake my head slightly, wondering how she was able to cheer me up.

"Serena!" A man's voice calls out.

The girl quickly leaves, giving me a quick smile before she runs out the door, and my life. I look at the rose and a smile grows on my face.

"Maybe I can catch up to Fiore in time!" I think out loud before rushing up the stairs and up to the hospital's roof.

I couldn't leave her

If I tried

The years pass, I've grown up now. I'm 18, an A+ student and I'm studying to be a doctor. I haven't seen Firore or that girl since that day in the hospital. I'm still alone.

I thought love was more or less

A given thing

Although I think of them every day, I've lost all hope of seeing them again. That realization has made me quite bitter. And bitter people aren't exactly popular.

It seems that more I gave

The less I got

With the exception of Andrew, I have no friends. Those three seem to be the only people on Earth that can make me smile, but Firore's not on Earth any more, and I haven't seen the girl for so long that I can't help but wonder if she's an angel. Staying on Earth long enough to cheer me up then return back to heaven, which is where my parent's probably are.

What's that use in trying?

All you get is pain

After a particularly bad day, I was walking home from work to start on a 20 page essay for physics class. What possessed me to take that Hun? As if that weren't enough, my bike was in the shop, and Andrew borrowed the car for a date with Rita. How on Earth do I get myself in these situations?

When I need sunshine

I got rain

On those rare moments when I couldn't concentrate on anything, my mind drifted to the small girl who cheered me up.

She'd be a teenager now. I wonder if she still had that hairstyle.

Well, I'm sure I'll recognize her when I see her, assuming that she even exists.

My daydreams were ended quite abruptly when a wadded up piece of paper me him firmly on the head.

I subconsciously note the unusual blond hairstyle, but I ignore it due to my bad mood.

Instinctively, I started to verbally bash her, "Hey watch where you throw you paper, Meatball Head!"

The girl in front of turns around and I met deep blue eyes.

Then I saw her face

Now I'm a believer

I stand there, entranced. 'Could it be her?'

I instantly regret my words.

The girl did not seem to recognize me, in fact she was furious.

"What did you call me?"

Without a trace

Of doubt in my mind

I uncrumble the paper, and was greeted with many red marks. My defense mechanism kicks in as I turn to insult her.

"A 30? Admirable. Are you stupid or just incredibly lazy?"

'Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!' a voice in my mind screams 'This is a fine first impression!'

But I can't hear that voice, and if I do, I don't pay any attention to it.

I'm in love

I'm a believer

The girl marches up to me and snatches the paper from my hands. My mind went into neutral and before I knew it she was walking away from me. I don?t even remember what was said until it was too late.

I couldn't leave her

If I tried

I sit in a stool at the arcade visiting Andrew my best friend. He tries to cheer me up, but finally gives up and walks away, leaving me alone as I try to grasp the irony of the situation.

'Okay, the beautiful girl that I think I'm in love with hates me.'

How could one sentence be so complicated?

Oh, Love was out to get me

That's the was it seemed

'Then again, it was my fault. I mean I haven't exactly been nice to her. But then again, it's for the best. There's a major age difference, it would never work out.'

Disappointment, heartache

On my dreams

I've all but convinced myself that I should stay away from her when she walked into the arcade and all of my rationalizations are shot to hell.

Then I saw her face

Now I'm a believer

"Hi Andrew! Has anyone beaten my score yet?" She takes the stool next to me, and Andrew makes her the usual triple hot fudge sundae. I chuckle inwardly, she managed to keep that childhood innocence after all these years.

Without a trace

Of doubt in my mind

"No one yet Serena." Andrew replies as he hands her sundae.

She happily eats the sundae, oblivious to everyone around her.

I smile unconsciously as she pigs out. She always looks so cute.

I'm in love

I'm a believer

'I should go. I don't want to spoil her good mood.' I think, but I don't move. Wild horses couldn't move me.

After some time, Serena notices who was sitting next to her. "Oh, hi Darien."

I couldn't leave her

If I tried

I smile, take a short, but deep breath and then I speak, determined to say something nice.

"Hey Meatball Head."

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