My Heart Will Go On 
                     A short story by Serenity
Author’s Notes:
The song "My Heart Will Go On" © was created by J. Horner and W. 
Jennings, so I give them full credit.
"Sailor Moon"™ is owned and created entirely by the All-Mighty Naoko 
Takeuchi, and I don’t take credit 4  her creations.  
Oh, yeah, THIS IS MY  STORY AND I DID NOT COPY ANYONE ELSE’S IN ANY WAY, 
OKEE-DOKEE? AND DON’T MAKE FUN OF IT ‘CAUSE IT’S MY FIRST FAN-FIC!! It 
takes place a couple of months before Beryl destroyed the Moon Kingdom, 
and it’s basically about Serena+Darien.  So sad… Well on with the story…
Send comments and other stuff to : zerachtiana@hotmail.com 
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It was night time on the Moon as one dark human slithered ghost-like in 
the shadows. He was tall, with ebony hair that fluttered in the evening 
breeze and piercing navy blue eyes.  
	And he had a mission. Or, so he called it.
	All his life, he had gazed, studied, and admired the Moon because of 
the great power it wielded, despite its small size. It, along with the 
two other moons, Pluto and Zitari, circled his home world, Earth. 
	He knew he shouldn't be there. Earth, Pluto, Zitari and Saturn had been 
banned from the Great Alliance for almost a century, and due to the 
treaty, any person being of those planets could not set foot on its 
neighbors. 
	This was one reason he just had to see what went on up there. Only one 
small thing held him back.
	He was Darien, Prince of Earth.
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Managing somehow to sneak into the great hall of the Palace unnoticed, 
Darien wandered among the Moonlings, Jupiterians, Martians, Venusese, 
Neptunians, and Uranusese, watching them glide elegantly over the floor.
	A raven-haired girl bumped into him as he passed through a doorway onto 
a marble balcony.
	"I'm sorry," he said, "I..." He paused. The girl's eyes were maroon and 
black, full of mystery and fire. She cocked her head to the right as 
though she hadn't understood a single word that he had said.
	He scolded himself silently, remembering just then that the other 
planets had a united language that he could only speak meagerly.
	"Nictrea, nictrea." He said again.
	"Ahhh.." The girl said, nodding her head. "Xavilo. Mi carei kes Rei. Ku 
troli?"
	"Mi carei kes Rei." *My name is Rei* "Ku troli?..." Darien tried to 
remember what he had learned during that message he had recorded and 
slowly translated after eight long, tiresome months. Day and night he 
had toiled over his computer screen, wondering what the two talkers 
where saying.
	"Ah yes," he remembered, "Ku troli meant 'And yours?' !"
	"Mi carei kes Michael." he said, lying to conceal his unwanted 
identity." Tro dis beritu Mars, frisjlo?(You are from Mars, right?)"
	"Frisjlo" said the girl, Rei." Ghilois dis tro beritu? Neptune?(Right. 
And where are you from? Neptune?)"
	Darien paused. What was he going to say know?
	 "Aders.(Yes.)" He said, letting his eyes wander around the ballroom. 
Then he saw her.
	A young woman, no more than sixteen, with blond hair, swept up in two 
buns with long pigtails trailing from them, was talking with another 
man, and laughing sweetly. Her blue eyes seemed sad, and they sparkled a 
little. She didn’t seem as if she was quite paying attention to the man. 
	And for a single, clear moment, their eyes met. The young woman turned 
away, her face reddening slightly. 
	"Rei," said Darien," Deistab ellia yin(Who is that)?" He ended, 
pointing to the girl.
	"Las ellia Royalitea Serena(That is Princess Serena)." She said, 
annoyed that he wasn't really paying attention to her. Rei opened her 
mouth to say something else, but Darien had already begun to move over 
to the girl.
	By the time Darien had managed to get through the crowd, the man the 
princess had been talking to had left. 
	"Thank God," he thought, "if that had been her suitor, I would've been 
dreadfully embarrassed. At least now she's alone, so maybe I can talk to 
her."
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Serena watched as the handsome, black-haired man came towards her.
	"Who is he?" She wondered. "I've never seen him around before." As he 
walked closer to her, she began to worry. "I hope he isn't coming over 
to me. No, he is. What am I going to say to him?"
	"Aillo." said the man, "Mi carei kes Michael." He paused, and took  
Serena’s hand, kissing it gently. "Dis pirugh kes troli?" Serena 
blushed, and turned her head away a little. "Lakho teh itronuy bretasi 
whenarey das jadniswu (Hello. My name is Michael. And what is yours? It 
must not be anything short of beautiful.)."
	Serena studied the man for a moment. There was something about his 
accent that set him apart. Something a little more unreal. Then it hit 
her. She smiled, but didn’t say anything about it. 
	"Jadniswu kes itronuy hygunapre. Mai neara, neara nitei (Beauty is not 
important. But thanks, thank you very much.)." Serena said to ‘Michael’. 
She doubted that that was his name. "Mi carei kes Serena (My name is 
Serena)."
	"Diansei frih mey (Dance with me?)?" Asked Michael. Serena nodded, and 
she was swept out onto the floor in his arms. He spun Serena around, and 
watched the expressions of her face. First, she smiled, but it wasn’t a 
real smile. He had to fix that. Darien kept dancing, and made his way to 
the balcony.
 Out, under the stars, set the perfect scene for the two dancers. The 
soft light reflected off the silvery color of Serena’s long, 
empire-waist gown. Darien, or ‘Michael’, was equally handsome in his 
black tuxedo and cape. The sight would remind some of the song ‘Ebony 
and Ivory’, for Serena was pale, and dressed in white, while Darien was 
dressed in black, his black hair complementing the suit. 
The song too, was beautiful. Only the most beautiful songs were played 
at affairs such as this. From the balcony, the music was so soft and 
gentle is was as though it were the breeze that was the music. 
"…Love can touch us one time and last through the life time…" The song 
played on. It was sad, though. 
"…One true time, I hold you. In my life we’ll always go on…"
Darien pulled Serena closer to him, taking in her everything. He had 
never felt like this. What was it? Could it be love? Whatever it was, it 
exhilarated him, and made his heart beat faster.
 Serena, though, didn’t really know what she was thinking. Part of her 
was telling her that this was just another man, with affection based on 
physical attraction. But, another part of her said this was different, 
this wasn’t the same as all those times before, she wouldn’t be left 
with a broken heart again. 
"No," Serena told herself sternly, "It’s always the same. It won’t 
change." With that thought trying to cover her confused self, her eyes 
welled up with silent tears, and the fell on her partner’s shoulder as 
softly as spring rain on the Moon.
"…We’ll stay forever this way. You are safe in my heart, and my heart 
will go on and on…" continued the song. 
  Serena couldn’t stand it anymore. She hastily pulled away from 
‘Michael’, and went to the balcony’s edge. 
"What’s wrong?" Asked Darien, forgetting to speak in the united 
language.
Serena turned around sharply, staring at him in a knowing way.
"I …knew it!" She stammered out. To Darien’s surprise, she knew English! 
And she spoke quite fluently! "I… knew you were not from Neptune! You 
are from Earth!" Serena pointed to him in an accusing fashion. 
"Quickly…" she trailed off pulling him towards a set of stairs that lead 
down to the Court yards. 
Darien was confused. How did this Moonling know English? He didn’t think 
that any of the other planets knew how to speak his first language! It 
was strange. 
Serena lead him to a large, walled-in garden. The door was enormous, and 
it was made of a mysterious dark crystal, as were all the walls. It 
stood, at least, a good twenty or thirty feet upwards, and there was no 
way that anyone could see over them.
Serena pulled a small key out of nowhere and open the door. It moved so 
easily, Darien thought that either the doors were made of paper or 
Serena was super-naturally strong. 
Inside the dark-crystal walls was a sight to behold. Everywhere you 
looked, there were roses, all in a glorious bloom. Red, white, yellow, 
pink, nearly black… every color a rose could be! They were all so 
stunning, better than any of the ones Darien had seen on Earth. It was 
their colors though. They seemed brighter somehow.
Serena took in a deep breath, smiling  contentedly. She seemed proud of 
her little ‘Secret Garden’.
"Why did you bring me here?" Darien finally asked, breaking the silence.
"I did not want my guardians to find you." She replied. "Luna would know 
the instant that she saw you that you were a Terran, and then…" She 
trailed off, looking at the distant stars.
Darien merely nodded, not saying anything. He looked around, letting 
himself be taken in by the sheer beauty of the place, and of her. She 
was definitely something, he thought.
Serena took a step closer to him, not really knowing why. She had just, 
all of a sudden, wanted to be standing next to him, close enough to hold 
his hands, or to lean against him. To touch him would be daring, she 
thought, but he was so close… 
She looked up at him. He was a good six or seven inches taller than her, 
but that didn’t bother her. Nothing seemed to matter at that moment. 
Nothing except him. An impulse passed through her, and the thought of it 
made her body tremble. No, it was to straightforward. She couldn’t… or 
would she?
Serena stepped closer still, heart pounding in her throat, her pulse 
racing as fast as lightening. She was frightened. 
Darien, now, had begun to glance around. The moment was perfect. Stars 
were shining, the soft light was relaxing, the sweet scent of the roses 
invaded the air, and he felt totally at ease. He didn’t think that ever 
would he find a more perfect place. Such serenity…
Then, something unexpected happened. Just as Darien was going to look 
back at Serena, she leaned into him, bringing their lips together, 
kissing them. It was unexpected for them both, and each had their own 
mixed feelings about it. 
And for those few, solitary,  beautiful moments, all the worlds were 
right in their minds. Nothing could break the moment, they thought, it 
was too perfect. But something did. 
In the back of Serena’s mind, an eerie feeling passed through her, like 
they were being watched. She tried to ignore it, but it pushed itself to 
the front of her thoughts every time.
They broke apart, Serena quickly looking around her for a shadow, or a 
rustle in the bushes. But nothing. There was nothing. 
The young woman was now scared, or more precise, she was paranoid. In 
her mind, there had been some one there, watching them, hearing them, 
learning more with every second. Maybe there had been someone there, 
maybe she had been right.
"You have to go," she suddenly urged, quickly opening the door, "You 
will be killed, someone will find you." It was desperate plead.
Darien looked at the frightened girl’s eyes. They were so blue, he was 
lost in them. He knew that she was right, he had known that even before 
he had met Serena. Serena… the name echoed in his mind. She had begun to 
push him out the door. 
"All right," he said sadly, "I’ll go."
"Thank you," She answered, "I just… I do not know why… I… I just…" 
Serena stammered, looking for the right words.
"You don’t want anyone to be hurt, you want to protect," Darien smiled. 
Serena was still sad. "It’s okay," he said comfortingly, wiping a 
frightened tear from her face, "I understand. No need to cry. Please…"
Serena shook her head. "You have to leave. It is too dangerous. Please, 
go before someone finds you here! Please!"  The cries were frantic.
Darien gave the girl one last swift kiss before disappearing into the 
darkness of the gardens. Once he was out of sight, Serena began to make 
her way back to the Palace. 
"Good-bye," she whispered, looking in the direction that Darien had run 
off into. Yet, somehow, she knew that their paths would cross again. 
Yes, someday. Little did she know it would be so soon…
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	"Iyo, Serena!" the six girls called after the fleeing princess. 
"Serena, kuy onara!(Serena, wait up!)"  She didn’t halt though. Serena 
knew that they had seen her. She didn’t want to hear their  prying, 
personal questions, or their forlorn, dreamy, insights. She wanted to be 
alone for a while, to be with her thoughts. To dream about the handsome 
prince of Earth.
	"Serena! Serena!" They continued to call. Mina, Rei, Lita, Ami, Haruka 
and Michiru had  begun to pick up pace, and now the were almost beside 
her.  
	But Serena finally arrived at her room, and quickly locked the door 
behind her, therefore losing the group of girls. Nevertheless, the girls  
persisted to bang and knock on the door, demanding to be let in.  Serena 
ignored the cries, and made her way into her room. Sitting on her bed, 
she laid back sighing heavily. 
	It was then that she noticed something on her desk. It was a crimson 
red rose, and tied to it was a piece of rolled up paper. A note.  
Interested, Serena opened the letter. 
		Princess Serena, 
				Here is a gift for you. It is beautiful, though not 
as beautiful as you. I hope you like it. I will see you later? I do hope 
so. Until then, farewell.
         Yours faithfully,
                          Darien 
	Serena sighed dreamily, and laid  back onto her bed, the note clutched 
tightly to her chest. He was so perfect, she thought. She loved 
everything about him, it seemed. It was like it was meant to be. 
	Then, as she stared out of the large, bay window, she realized this 
exhilarating evening had tired her out. Closing her soft blue eyes, she 
went into a sweet, dream-filled, sleep. 
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	Darien was not so fortunate. His night was full of restless sleep, and 
mysterious, illusory eyes watching him, and spying on him. It made him 
uneasy, and nerve-wracked. He felt like he was going crazy.  
	He had hardly gotten his eyes closed when he heard a small, toneless 
beeping coming from across the room. 
	"What could it be?" He asked himself. Then, he nodded to himself, 
knowing that it was his communicator. He got up from his place on the 
bed, deciding it would be best to answer it. He wasn’t going to get any 
sleep anyway.  
	He picked up the small metallic device. It was about 3 centimeters 
long, long enough to hide easily in his pocket. The communicator was 
made of a light metal, and there were only two made: one for Darien, to 
use on this mission of his, and the other for his friend on Earth, 
Matthew. 
	Deciding it would be best to answer, he opened it, answering quietly. 
"Matt, that you?"
	"Yeah, how is it? You got caught yet? Are they like we thought? Did you 
get any information? Meet anyone?" Matthew's voice slurred out quickly. 
	Matthew seemed even more excited than Darien was. "In answer to your 
questions; Great, no, not even close, not really, and definitely." He 
sighed. 
	 "Ooohhhh…" Matthew teased. "Sounds like it could be serious." His tone 
was mocking. 
	"It is." Darien replied blandly. 
	"Well, what are you waiting for?" Matthew asked. "Get on with it, tell 
me all about her."	
	Darien felt himself jump back. "How did you know?"
	"It was all too obvious, my friend," he explained. "You're as easy to 
read as a book."
	"Well, where do I begin?" Darien half asked himself. He then started to 
tell Matthew his story, and all about Serena, amongst the other people 
he had encountered.
	"You seem quite hung up on this girl, what's her name? Serena." Matthew 
commented. There was a long period of silence before Matthew spoke. "I 
should go. Before someone finds out, you know."
	"Yeah," was all that Darien could muster. "Talk to you later. I should 
be returning in a week, or thereabouts. " 
	"Okay. Bye!" There was a soft click, and then eerie silence.
	Darien was alone again.
	Alone, he thought. Loneliness was such a terrible thing. 
	Before he could think too much more about it, Serena appeared through 
the door. It was dark, but as soon as she stepped into the room, and 
faint glow seemed to emanate from her. It was truly an ethereal sight, 
her long whitish hair flowing down, her blue eyes wide and lonely, and a 
thin, silky gown hanging on her light body. She rushed in, quickly going 
to Darien. 
	Darien looked her over. She looked like she had been sleeping for a 
while, but had been abruptly awoken. 
	"Why are you here?" He asked.
	"I had a feeling," she muttered. "I thought you might have left. I see 
that I was wrong."  She smiled. "I am so glad."  Serena wrapped he arms 
around Darien briefly. 
	Darien looked down at her shining eyes. They were so happy.  "Did you 
mean anything earlier tonight?"
	Serena blushed a little, and nestled into his arms, sighing.  "You mean 
when I kissed you?" She asked in return. Darien nodded. Serena felt lost 
staring into his eyes. They were so blue. She'd seen nothing like them 
on the Moon. It was unreal to her. He was handsome, she thought, with 
his black hair, and his disarming smile. Maybe that was why she had 
kissed him. She wasn't sure, though. She just felt attracted to him. It 
seemed so natural. Like it was meant to be…
	"I do not know…" she whispered.  Serena paused again, trying to think 
of the right words. "Do you believe in…" she stopped again. "I do not 
know what it is in your language, but here it is called 'Lyona las en 
Vyenna '?"
	"Love at first sight?" Darien smiled. "Yes. And Destiny. Do you 
think…?" He trailed off.  Serena didn't say anything, but instead drew 
closer, and kissed him again. 
	They drew apart, lingering in each other's grasp. 
	"I…" Darien began. He knew what he wanted to say. 
	"Shh…" Serena put a finger to his lips. She knew. "Do not speak." 
Serena laid her head back on his shoulder, sighing.  There was no need 
for words in this moment. They knew what they meant. 
	All the words in the worlds couldn’t explain how they felt now, so 
completely, utterly, and undisputedly in love. It was truly 
indescribable.
	As the two lovers held each other, the cosmos themselves seemed to 
revolve around them, and everything stopped in the universe. Serena and 
Darien, two paths that were truly meant to connect as one, two destinies 
that were simply meant to be, true lovers that righteously described the 
phrase 'Love at first sight'.  They were at peace. 
	At least, for now…
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	WHOA! Congrats to whoever read this and made it to the end. I'm kinda 
surprised that you didn't keel over with the sappiness of it all. 
Obviously, you like it. Thanx! PART 2 will be on its way soon, like, in 
a couple of months (it's only short) ! See ya then!!! 
				Serenity *^-^*


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