=============One Year Later==============

There were five advisors gathered along the table, all cloaked in their fine robes and delicate embroidery work. Endymion listened on as his father continued to discuss the matters at hand. His matters.

"No as I told you the princess of Neptune has already been spoken for Garak."

The youngest among the group looked at King Erun in confusion. His hair was a tossled sea green that reached to his bak and gathered into a ponytail. "By who?"

"By the Princess Haruka." Answered a heavy built man with rough brown hair and a thick beard, piercing dark eyes looking at Garak.

"Oh."

A third advisor spoke up, her brown eyes looking off in thought. "Perhaps Venus then?"

A fourth voice spoke up. "Indeed not. Lady Rei is the only possible choice."

"What about Princess Hotaru?"

Albion scoffed. "Barely come of age and unsuitable for the moment."

King Erun sighed. "Friends I believe we are missing the point of whose shoulders this decision rests on. Do try to consult with my son while you consult among eachother. It will be his suitoress."

Prince Endymion grinned slightly as all eyes rested on him. "Truthfully, I have no idea, none of the choices really appeals to me."

The advisors groaned in unison.

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Endymion stepped out of the room, shaking the sleep off before continueing on.

"Did they marry you off yet Endy?"

Endymion stopped, talking to the owner of the voice without bothering with a glance. "I didn't agree with any choices."

Damien smirked, leaning off against the wall. "They didn't offer the Princess?"

He smiled. "They offered several princesses."

"Oh I see." Damien leaned in closer for a good view of his brother's face. "Neither of them was Serenity." He was promptly rewarded with a slight blush. "My little brother is a hopeless case."

Endymion gave a slight grin as they walked together down the corridors. "Wasn't it father that tried to marry you off a few years earlier?."

Damien grinned. "He gave up after six months. Said I was too picky. It's not as if I'm the one whose inherited the fine duty of producing heirs."

Endymion smirked. "You really are picky Damien."

"I prefer to think of it as selective. And I can name several women that can prove otherwise."

"A bottle of wine and a bedroom doesn't exactly qualify as actual commitment."

Damien grinned. "Sure, I just prefer to commit to more then one."

"Yea, and father and mother both hate the idea of you running around like the royal playboy."

"My brother, always the gentleman."

"Seriously Damien, havn't you even considered the possibility of love?"

Damien smirked. "Thought about it, but I don't really see that happening. I'll leave the romance to my little brother."

Endymion smiled and then let out a surprised grunt as someone plowed into him, sending him to the floor. Damien smirked watching with slight amusement at the collision. The woman looked up in shock and almost fear as she got to her knees, gathering up any items she may have droped. Endymion winced rubbing his butt before trying to assist the lady. The woman had long red hair that rolled down her back in smooth curls. Her eyes her dark, nearly black in color and she wore a gown of deep royal purple, her ears, rather then rounded, were extended into a point, her face long and triangular in appearence. Frantically she tried to stuff the majority of her scattered possessions into her arms, apoligizing every three seconds. "I am so sorry, I really didn't mean it. I was in so much of a hurry. Sorry, Really sorry."

Endymion smiled, standing as he placed the last of the items into the woman's arms. "It's alright."

The woman nodded, stealing a brief look at Endymion before hurrying off in the other direction. Damien grinned. "Theres a lovely suitoress for you brother."

Endymion grinned. "Thats the new Priestess Damien."

Damien turned his head giving the woman a glance before she turned a corner. "Thats the priestess? No one said she was cute. What did you say her name was?"

"Beryl, and don't get any ideas Damien. Nobles are one thing, a priestess is entirely different. The kind of thing father would disown you for."

Damien grinned. "Give me a little credit. She's Clioshin isn't she?"

Endymion nodded. "Straight from the planet."

"Are they all that cute?"

Endymion smirked. "Half of this is to get me blushing isn't it?"

Damien grinned. "Can't always play the Serenity card My little modest brother." He opened the door to the outside and tossed a sword to Endymion before picking up his own. He walked away from the wall and turned, raising his sword in defense. Endymion followed his brother's lead, taking a fighting stance.

Endymion nodded twirling his sword before gripping it harder and charging at his brother. Damien smirked, stepping aside, still holding his sword ready in defense. "Bad move Endy. Never attack first, it's better strategy to be on defense."

Endymion raised his sword, ready to bring it down. Damien Raised his sword, blocking the attack. Again he tried at the midsection, Damien's sword meeting his own as the two locked in combat, performing as a well choreographed ballet, swords singing as steel met steel. Again thier swords locked, both trying to overpower the other. "Your putting too much in style. It's never so elegant when your life is on the line."

He pushed Endymion back and once again took a fighting stance. Carefully Endymion watched his brother, circling for an opening. Grinning Endymion attacked, swinging at Damien's legs. Damien jumped, avoiding the blow and hitting his brother on the back with the broadside of the sword. Endymion scowled attacking again, this time proceeding more furiously. They parried, thrust and wung, movements growing more fierce, more aggresive. "Your letting yourself get angry, keep a cool head Endy." Damien turned to the side, sticking his foot out so Endymion tripped. The sword sliding a few feet away as he fell flat on his face. Damien smirked, pointing his sword at his brother's throat. "Otherwise you'll lose it."

Endymion scowled. "You cheated."

Damien grinned, withdrawing his word. "Is that what you will tell your oppenents when they do that to you? There are no rules in a real swordfight Endy."

"La Smoking Bomber!"

Damien's eyes widened, he stumbled aside, tumbling onto the grass just as the attack passed through the exact point he had been standing. Endymion grabbed his sword, breathing heavily as he used it to pull himself up. Damien just stared, watching his brother. Then his face cracked into a smile and he laughed. Endymion grinned, offering a hand and helping his brother to his feet.

"Clever. Care for another go?"

Endymion grinned. "You just want a rematch."

"Bah, you just got lucky."

"Sure Damien. Tell you what, come to the Crystal Ball with me and Endia, and I'll give you your rematch."

"Is that a bribe Endy?"

"You know it is."

Damien smirked slightly. "Brother you've got a deal."

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The white Palace withen the moon Kingdom had always been elegant, but as the guests began to arrive for the crystal ball, the place appeared even more magnificent. Carraiges carried the nobles to the front gate while the lesser lords and ladies approached on foot. Even the servants had been dressed in their most elegant clothing as they waited on the new arrivals. Damien folded his arms, watching out the window off the carraige, his face maintining a serious expression.

Withen the carriage were two other people, a young girl with long brown hair put up in double odongos, wearing a strapless green and yellow gown. Endymion sat on the other side of Damien, clothed in a fine black tuxedo and top hat. Damien himself was wearing his own white tunic with gold embrodery and pants, both articles possesing gold lining on the sleeves and cuffs. Actually Damien almost seemed to be pouting. Finally the young girl across from the boys spoke.

"What is it Damien?"

Endymion grinned, glancing over at his brother. "He's never been off earth before Endia, I think he's actually scared."

This idea made Damien's two siblings laugh. Their fearless brother who had always been so confident, was actually nervous. Damien grunted, leaning back against his seat. "It's not funny. It's just nearly imposible to breath on this Moon. How do they survive?"

"Different atmospheres take time to get used to." Endymion smiled. "Don't worry, we'll make a seasoned traveller of you yet."

Damien scowled, the entire display had forced Endia into a wide grin.

The ballroom was packed and it was clear there had been an incredible turnout from all the planets. There were so many guests and Damien was sure he had caught sight of Princess Makoto. He continued to scan the room, cursing under his breath at the lack of air and how he was forced to take more labored breaths. No rematch was worth this, but if he hadn't agreed to this one appearence Damien knew either his brother or sister would find some other way to drag him off Earth, he had managed to last twenty one years without leaving the planet. Today he had finally gave into the inevitable. Damien sighed glancing to either side of him, both Endia and Endymion had taken off and disappeared into the crowd. He had no doubt where Endymion would go, he knew he would be searching for Serenity and would refuse to leave until he had at least caught a glimpse of the girl. As for Endia he had no idea where his little sister had wandered off to. He scanned the crowd and hoped to himself it hadn't been very far, either way, Damien knew it would be well past midnight before they were able to return to Earth. It would be four grueling hours until Damien was able to once again breathe proporly.

In a final acceptance of his fate the prince pulled himself off the wall and offered his hand to the wallflower next to him, a pretty blonde of brilliant green eyes. Smiling sincerly he invited a dance, an invitation which had been eagerly accepted by the girl. Maybe this wouldn't be hell after all.

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Damien yawned, stretching his arms as he stepped out of the portal. Turning around he waited, watching as a small girl with double odongos and long brown hair stepped out after him. He sighed. "Alright Chibi, wheres Endy?"

Endia scowled. "Call me Endia."

Damien smiled. "fine, Chibi. Where is Endy?"

"He wasn't with you?"

"No. He wasn't. Hmph, probably decided to stop playing the innocent prince."

"Whats that mean?"

Damien smiled. "I'll tell you when your older. Come on, mother will have my head if your not in bed on time."

"I'm not a child, I can stay up."

"Sure you can. You just can't leave your room."

"What?"

He smiled, holding up a key. "I'm locking you in."

"What? No." She tried to snatch the key, only to have it pulled out of reach.

"Demitri will just have to wait until morning to see you."

Endia folded her arms in a scowl. "Demitri is my friend."

"Oh of course, he told you that didn't he?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I see the way he looks at you. You think I haven't noticed how you've been developing. Yea, I know exactly how those older guys think, they want one thing only."

"Your being unfair."

"Your too young, he's too old." He lead her into her room. "And no one is touching my little sister."

"I'll scream."

Damien looked at his little sister, grinning slightly. "You do that."

He shut the door and turned the key, making sure it was locked. Whistling he stuffed the key into his pocket and approached his room, opening the door. Damien grinned, smiling at the young green eyed blonde on the bed before shutting the door behind him.

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"Did you have fun last night Endy?"

Endymion glanced at his brother before continuing down the path. "I heard you locked Endia in her room tonight."

Damien grinned, tossing the key up and down. "So she told you."

"Yes, right after she climbed out the window."

Damien frowned slightly, but continued walking. "Maybe I should lock you in your room as well. When did you make it home last night?"

"Now you sound like mother.."

"No no, Just wondering if baby brother decided to catch up on my experience. Perhaps with a certain princess?"

Endymion's face turned bright cherry red. "No, nothing like that. Nothing happened."

"Oh. Well then, what did happen?"

"We just talked."

"Oh I see, the ancient art of chit chat."

"Damien. You don't 'Chit Chat' with Princess Serenity. Her words are worthy of poetry."

Damien stared at his brother and smirked. "Very well then. What do two poets speak of when alone together?"

Endymion grinned. "Several things. None of which you will ever hear me repeat. Did you enjoy the ball?"

Damien shrugged. "Wouldn't say I'd want to return but it wasn't a complete waste."

"Hm. Yes, I saw the blonde sneaking out. You should be more careful, Mother and father wouldn't be too happy about your behaviors."

"Yes, they would rather I take after my little brother."

"Hm. I'll tell you what, you come to te next ball, I won't tell them."

"What?!"

Endymion smirked. "You heard me."

"Thats blackmail Endy."

"Yes, it is."

Damien sighed. "A dark day when a prince may be tricked by his own dear brother."

Endymion grinned. "Cheer up, at least it will get mother off your back."

Damien scowled, glancing across the grounds to a young woman of long red hair, Beryl. "There she is again."

Endymion nodded while Damien continued. "She seems less clumsier than last time doesn't she?"

"Brother."

Damien grinned. "Relax, she's still cute."

"Damien, I'm warning you."

"Relax Endy. I don't try to bed every woman I meet."

"No, just the majority of them." He sighed, following his brother over to the priestess.

Beryl looked up immediatly as the two princes approached. "Prince Damien, Prince Endymion. What gives me the honor?"

Damien grinned. "We'd just like to say hello. Your the new priestess right?"

Beryl nodded. "Yes. Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Well there are several th..ow!" Damien winced as an elbow was jabbed into his side. "I was only kidding."

Endymion turned to Beryl. "Actually we'd just like to welcome you to earth."

"Oh." Beryl smiled. "Well..thank you." She bowed before hurrying off.

Damien grinned. "I think the priestess has a crush on you Endy."

"What? How can you even tell?"

"I can tell."

Endymion rolled his eyes. "Yea, sure. Just make sure you have something to wear to the next ball."

Damien folded his arms, watching as his brother walked away. "You know I'm going to get you back."

"Doubt it."

Damien raised an eyebrow, turning around to go in the opposite direction. He wandered down the cooridors glancing at the passerbys every few moments. Finally he stepped outside again, walking down the path, searching until his eyes fell upon a man in black armor and gauntlets, long black hair and crimson eyes.

"Just the man I'm looking for!"

The man turned around, looking at Damien. "Damien."

Damien smiled. "Oh, Damien is only for my close friends. Call me Prince Damien. Demitri right?" He offered his hand.

Demitri nodded, taking Damien's hand. "Yes."

Damien smiled, pulling Demitri towarda him thaen letting go and putting an arm around his neck. "Come on, we'll talk."

Demitri looked at Damien as he lead him towards the archery range. "So, Demitri. You like my sister, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Really? What exactly do you like about her? She pretty? Nice personality? Nice looks? Great breasts?"

"Well..."

"You like archery too?"

"Never tried it."

"Really? I prefer the sword mostly. Makes a nice clean cut." He smiled, drawing his sword, running his fingers along the blade. "Take a look, go on."

Demitri looked at Damien, then examined it. "It looks okay."

Damien nodded. "pick up that shield."

Demitri looked at Damien in confusion, but picked it up.

Damien smiled. "Good, hold it there." He smiled, raising his sword, bringing it down in a swift motion. The steel shield held for a moment then split into two clean halves, dropping to the floor. "Whenever you think of touching my sister, just remember that shield."

"Damien!"

Damien turned around, lowering his sword. He stared right into the face of Endia. "Chibi. Me and Demitri were just having a friendly little chat."

Endia folded her arms, scowling. "Right." She turned to Demitri. "Don't let him bother you Demitri. He's just trying to scare you."

He sheathed his sword. "I'm just looking out for the welfare of my baby sister."

Endia scowled. "Yea, right."

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"Ready?"

Damien looked up, fastening his cape. "Yea, sure. I don't know why you talk me into these things."

Endymion smirked. "I don't."

"Hmph, thats right. You conive, bribe and blackmail me into these things." He checked himself in the mirror, then turned bac to his brother. "Endia coming?"

"Of course."

Damien nodded. "Lets go."

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Damien scowled, slipping out of the room. He nodded politely as a small group entered the moon palace, dressed in their finest clothing. Damn it was hard to breathe, the air was so thin it was difficult to get a good breath. Leaning against the wall he closed his eyes, trying to draw in one long breath. How did he ever let himself get tricked into these things? Shaking his head he slipped back inside, taking another breath before stepping back into the ballroom.

He scanned the area, glancing around at the dancers and managing to pick out at least three princesses, none of whom were Serenity or his sister. His eyes moved more slowly over the ballroom when a glimpse of purple caught his eye. He looked back until he caught it again, it was a girl. Not just any girl, this one was different. She could be no more then a little over five feet, wearing a silk magenta dress and choker, a rainbow glow reflecting off her chest from some type of jewel she was wearing. Her hair was a mass of delicate tight purple curls that extended just past her shoulder and pulled back in a partial ponytail save for a few strands that layed gently, elegantly over her forhead. But her eyes stood out among everything else. Intense violet orbs that seemed to take in everything around her, drawing attention immediatly, gorgeous long lashes. She was captivating, everything about her was enchanting.

She was dancing with young man, a knight. Watching her she didn't appear to be enjoying herself. The wayher eyes looked, glazed over like she wasn't listening, didn't care.

He watched as the song ended and she broke away from her partner, alone once again. Without thinking he began to approach, narrowing the distance between her.

"Your Prince Damien right?"

Damien turned his head, looking at a girl with short aqua blue hair, a blue dress. "Yes."

"I'm Princess Ami, Endia's told me about you."

Damien nodded, looking back and noticing to his disapointment the girl had taken another partner. He frowned, then turned back to Ami. "Anything good?"

She smiled. "She says you don't like travelling off planet."

"She's right."

Ami nodded. "Yes..well..have fun."

"Yea, you too."

He watched as Ami went away then turned back to the girl. She was gone.

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"I thought you hated leaving Earth Damien?"

"I've come to relize the error of my ways."

"Uh huh."

Endia folded her arms, watching her older brother dawn another stylish tunic. He was going to his third party this month without persuasion. Damien had seemed to take on a lot of new changes lately. For one thing she had not seen another woman with him in the past month, not to mention he made trips to the moon at every oportunity. The whole thing was getting out of hand.

"I bet it's another girl."

Damien shrugged. "Maybe." He finished buttoning his tunic. "Chibi wheres my sword?"

Endia folded her arms. "Endia, and how come you can date when I can't even see Demitri?"

Damien turned around, looking at his little sister. He walked over to his chair, strapping on his sword. "Alright Chibi, I'll make you a deal. If you can defeat me in a match, I'll let you date Demitri."

"What? Damien thats not fair!"

He grinned. "It's as fair as it's gonna get."

Endia folded her arms. "Isn't Demitri supposed to fight for me?"

Damien grinned. "Not the way I play it. I didn't train any of my siblings to have someone else fight for them. Besides, this way if her hurts you, I know you can kick his ass."

He checked himself in the mirror and winked at Endia before slipping out the door and down the cooridors.

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He arrived alone on the moon, Endymion had already gone ahead, eager to see the princess obviously. He sighed, slipping into a carraige and taking a ride to the palace. When he arrived the ballroom was packed, thats what he got for arriving late. He passed the priestess on the way in and Damien looked at the girl in confusion. There were tears in her eyes as she ran to escape the palace. He sighed, glancing where she had come from, the stairs, he knew the sight of a heartbroken woman when he saw it.

He sighed, scanning the ballroom, searching for that mysterious girl. No one around possesed beauty like hers, it was cruel that he was only allowed one glance at the goddess to satisfy him a lifetime. He sighed in defeat, leaning against the wall. Whys should he be tortured this way? The girl was like no one he had ever seen before, her eyes had made him wish to be with her always. Well this was hopeless.

He sighed, looing up again, his eyes pierced through the crowd, focusing on one single guest. There she was, the same magenta gown, the shoulder length purple curls and violet eyes. She was there, standing by a girl of long blonde hair and yellow rose bow. He stared at the violet haired girl, pushing through the crowd, he moved faster in hopes not to miss his chance again. Finally he began to run, shocking the guests as he pushed past them, broke up the dancers in an effort t reach the girl. He moved so fast he wasn't watching where he was going, running headfirst into one of the servants carrying a plate of deviled eggs. The platter flew into the air, crashing down on damien's head and causing him to slip, her practically slid across the floor and fell at the girl's feet. Damnit! He looked up at the magenta robed goddess, a princess, he had made a fool of himself in front of a princess.

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Pheobe sighed, pouring over the scrolls in the archives. She rubbed her temble groaning as she grabbed a book, skimming through it's pages for any relevant information.

"Princess, you've been at this for hours."

Pheobe turned around to Elson, smiling slightly "Sorry, it's just that man..."

Elson frowned. "Pheobe you have been dwelling over this for weeks. We're bound to recieve a few cracked nuts."

Pheobe shook her head. "No, there was something more, I could feel it, he was honest."

Elson smiled. "Ah yes, the empathic abilities of the Clioshin royal line."

Pheobe nodded. "Look at this, most of the stuff I read dates back to the beginning of Clios. Theres references to the Astral massacres, Black phage, but none of it makes any sense. But then...I looked further. Elson, it's barely mentioned but it's there. A while back there was a Clioshin..well it calls them Astral, but...there was a Clioshin who went by the name of Metelya. She came very close to destroying the peace and eliminating Earth and the Senshi. She almost won, but she was stopped by Sailor Clios, my great grandmother. Thats the closest thing anyway."

"If I remember the stories Princess, Metelya was also destroyed in the process."

Pheobe nodded. "Maybe. But before she died she vowed to return and seek revenge."

Elson smiled. "We'll look into it. In the meantime Princess, if your planning on going to the ball you should get ready."

Pheobe looked at Elson and nodded, closing her book. She sighed, standing up and walking down the hall to prepare for tonight.

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"Pheobe."

Pheobe turned around, smiling at the girl who approached. Princess Minako smiled back, standing beside the clioshin princess.

"Hello Minako."

"Hi, this is the fifth time. Some man you have set your eyes upon?"

Pheobe smiled slightly. "Maybe."

They were interupted by a loud crash and Pheobe turned around just in time to notice ayoung man, the one she had been looking for crash into a platter of snacks and fall down, sliding at her feet. Pheobe blinked in disbelief as the man looked up at her, his face beat red and covered with remenents of deviled eggs. He stared at her for a moment and stood up, removing the excess egg. He didn't appear phased and regained his composure, offering his hand. "Princess, If I may have this dance?"

Pheobe smiled, it was almost amazing how he just picked himself up without a moments thought. She took his hand and nodded. "Yes."

Damien smiled and led her out on the dance floor, drawing her close. He spun her across the floor. "Your difficult to find."

Pheobe nodded, resting her head against his chest. "I've seen you before, I've wanted to find you again."

"Eh? thats news to me. Can't complain though, when an enchanting girl is trying to find me."

"I know your right for me though."

"How can you be so sure?"

Pheobe smiled her eyes meeting his. "Because I can feel it."

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Prince Endymion smiled, making his way up the stairs, his heart pounding as he stepped onto the balcony. She was there in all her beauty, a beautiful white dress with a free skirt decorated with gold and white puffed sleeves. Her golden hair hung down from two odongos as the symbol of the moon crowned her forhead. "Serenity."

The princess giggled. "Your early to the ball Endy."

He smiled, approaching his princess and taking her in her arms. "I couldn't wait to see you."

She smiled. "I did miss you. You should come more often."

"As often as possible." He kissed Serenity deeply, caressing her lips with his own. As he broke away he glanced up, noticing a familiar blur of red hair run from behind the pillars and out of view.

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Beryl ran from the palace, red hair trailing behind her and fighting back the tears in her eyes. Kissing another, The moon princess! She didn't have a chance, not with the prince. She sobbed as she ran, refusing to return to earth, instead she ran to Clios, back home.

Even after she arrived at the castle she continued to run, far across the field and into the forest. There she collapsed to sob.

The prince, he only loved someone else. She was only a priestess, doomed to solitude, but she loved him! How she loved him.

'I'll make him love me. I'll become a queen and he will have to love me.'

=================To Be Continued===========