Title : Love Diary ~ Prolouge
Author: Princess Selene
E-mail: Tsukinosenshi@hotmail.com
Rating: As usual...G

	Hiya, all! I thought of finishing this fic for Valentine's
day. But now all I had finish is the prolouge! ^^; *sniff, sniff*
At least I had my Valentine story posted. Hurray! ^^
	More to this story... first of all, I got this idea from the TV.
AW...okay fine, I was watching the TV one day when I came across the
familiar advertisement about a new album called Love Diary which
features songs from various artists. I didn't buy the CD though, but I
got a fresh new idea for my Valentine's fic from it! ^^
Gee, thanks, Love Diary! =D
	Lemme see, I don't think I have anything more to say, in case
of setting you all to sleep. ^^; But there is definitely ONE
more important thing... You all just hafta mail me! Please... ;_;
I'm really begging you. Let it be comments or...er, critism, but do
mail me about what do ya all think cuz I love to know! ^^
	That's all for now, ENJOY.
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*9th February 2000*

LOVE DIARY
Prolouge
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*~Aubrey~*

	Here I am.
	Standing tall and handsome next to my most beloved one, Audrey.
Stealing a glance at her, I frowned when I saw the usual space out look
again on her beautiful features. Before I ask her what the problem
is, actually knowing the answer, but I just wanted to ask just to
make sure I didn't give her the wrong advice, she sighed a far away
sigh as she stared out of the glass window at the many passer-bysoutside.
	Shaking my head, I too look in front of us through the glass
where I saw a small little girl holding her mother's hands coming out of
a toy store with a gigantic teddy bear in her arms as her laughter rang
happily even to our earshot. Knowing exactly what was bothering her,
I simply said in my most comforting voice, "Aw, don't worry Aud. I
can assure you there *will* be someone who will buy us soon and they
will even treat us like how the little girl treat the teddy."
	A sigh escape again, as she said, "You're not a fortune-teller,
Aubbie. Please don't lift my hopes for nothing."
	Well, in fact, she is right, I'm not really sure about what I said.
I just simply wanted to lift her dull spirit and said what I thought
might be the best. I sighed alongside with her as I started to think
about our fate. We had been put on display in this same glass window of
the gift shop for months since we were made and sent here. Everyday, a
few passer-bys will stop outside and admired the beauty of the stuffs
on display, especially us. If we are not bought in two months time from
now, we are going to be put away from display into the old stock box,
and that is definitely every gift's nightmare.
	We are two very special diaries which comes in two instead of one.
There are two similar soft beautiful illutrasions of roses and hearts
on both of our covers and we are almost the same in everyway, from the
cover of the book to the very last page. If you should ever notice,
there is only one small little difference between the both of us...
that's the small square boxes on each of the side of the cover which
indicate our 'gender'. In my box, as I am a male, is a red sign of Mars
in it, while else for Audrey, she has a golden sign of Venus in hers.
We are both one of the limited editions, about only 200 copies.
	We are the love diaries...		--<--<@ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ @>-->--
	The new assistant looked up when she heard the familiar ringing
of the door opening. Firstly there was no one there, then a small
little boy with a mob of black hair wearing an old tee shirt slowly
walked into the gift shop, almost as if he was scared of the woman
at the counter.	She smiled at the small boy as she walked up to him. Bowing
slightly so that he need not crane his neck too much to meet her eyes,
she ask him gently in a polite manner as every assistant should, "How
can I help you, mister?" The frown and scare look on the boy's pale
face slowly disappeared when he saw the warm smile lingering on the
woman's face, and it was replace with the tiniest smile on hisfeature.
	"I want to buy a book." Always straightforward, as how his parents
had thought him. Suddenly, remembering his late parents, tears threathen
to spill but he hold them back just in time before the assistant who
was wearing a dark blue uniform saw them.
	Dumbstruck, the assistant with the nametag which read 'Ilene'
raised an confused eyebrow at the boy, inquiring further. "Well, what
type of book exactly do you want, young man?"
	Sracthing his head, not really sure of what he wanted, he simply
answered, "Some special book which I can write in." All he know now
is that he wants at least something to write on, a book, where he
can tell it all his troubles, no matter how little there are.
	The assistant whose name was Ilene rolled her eyes as she muttered
softly about being 'torture' by a small boy on the first day.This boy
obviously don't really know what he is looking for. Clearing her
throat before an idea hit her, smiling again, saying, "Your *special*
book must be certainly special indeed. If then, it will only be
*special* if you choose the book yourself. Come, let me show you some
variety of books you may like..." Taking hold of his small hands,
she pulled him gently to the stationary corner. "Now, you can take
a look at the books here then only tell me which one you have choosen
to be your 'special book'." Looking around the empty store, she knew
she could spend all her time choosing the book for the little boy
as he is the only customer there.
	The blue curly-haired woman walked along side with the small boy
as he looked around, awed and wide-eye at every of the beautiful and
of course, not to forget, *expensive* stationery gifts there. After
walking a few rounds around the small gift shop with Ilene suggesting
the items he could get, he finally made his mind on the perfect
book he would like. (AN: Guess? ^^)
	Pointing directly at one of the books on the glass display, he
said, determined, "I want this book."
	Ilene followed to where his little fore-finger pointed to and
her eyes landed on two beautiful similar books, which she used
to love looking at. The love diaries. She picked both of them from
the glass shelf and show them to the small boy in front of her. "Isit this?"
	Nodding, he take the book with the Mars sign from her hand and
flip through the soft colourful pages before answering in a more
determined voice. "Yes, this is the special book I want." Pulling out
a few dollars from his almost torn pocket, he placed it on the assistant
plam and make his way to the door. Somehow, her instincts told her
that he must have gave her his last penny to pay for the diary. Poor
guy, whatever happen to him, it must be really bad. Something
terrible must have happened. Suddenly, remembering something, she
cried out, "Wait!"	Rushing to him with the other diary in her hand and the
money in the other, she stopped him as she pointed out to him, "Oh,
you've got it a little wrong, mister. This is a *love* diary. It comes
in two." Holding the other diary to show him.
	Looking at the diary she was holding and then at the comparable
diary in his own hand. He gulped, gazing up at the assistant with
sad eyes. "I'm so sorry, miss. But I don't really have enough money
to buy the other book."
	Her eyes filling with pity for the small boy, as she looked back
down at the boy with the same helpless eyes. Her heart was heavy with
maternal compassion for the boy as she herself have a three-year-old
little girl at home, whom she love even more than herself or anyone in
this world. A very lenience person at heart, she racked her head for
a solution for the poor little boy whom she wanted to help so much.
Thinking of her consequences of selling him only one of the diary, she
knew her employer will definitely fire her. And getting fired on
the first day of work isn't really her idea of helping people.
	An answer came to her just in time as she snapped her fingers
and a giddy smile came to her face. Gazing down at the boy with
happy crystal clear blue eyes, she put back the money in her hand
securely back into his small pocket as she offered, "How about I
give you the diary for free?" She could easily buy the two diaries
as it isn't really very expensive. And as he only wanted one diary,
she can give the one to him and the other one she could maybe give
it to any of her relatives or so. Happy with her decision, she
raised a eyebrow to the boy hoping he will argee.
	"Y-You want to g-give it to m-me for free...? But... why?"
	"Well, nothing, just as a present for you." The gentle smile
still lingering on her pretty little face as she asnwered his question.
Shaking her hand in front of him, she reassured him. "And I meant
no evil, only good."
	Raising both eyebrows at her, he suddenly overcome by feelings
of love as he gave the assistant the biggest bear hug he could manage,
saying, "Thank you, miss! Thank you!" His smile grew wider still
as she hugged him back gently. He hadn't felt that much love and care
from someone since his parents died and after Fiore had left him
all alone in this big bad alien world.
	After they broke up, he waved the dark blue haired woman goodbye
as he walked out of the door with one of the diary in his hands.
The woman's eyes followed him until he disappeared from her sight and
only then did she look at the other book in her hand, the one with
the Venus sign. Her daughter's fourth birthday is coming soon. Though
she is still too small to write in a diary, she could just use it
as another toy. So her decision was set, the other diary is going
to her daughter's hand.		--<--<@ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ @>-->--*~Audrey~*
(AN: Please take note, one is Audrey and the other is Aubrey. =)
	Silent sobs flow down my 'cheeks' as I waved goodbye to my
soulmate, Aubrey, who was also crying but what can a he do? Nothing.
Actually I was quite happy and relieve too now, knowing that
Aubrey was in good hands and won't end up in the dreaded stock box
like I will. Self-pity overwhelmed me again, saddening at the
fact that I am going to be alone now. All alone.
	I had *never* been alone before, ever since I was made to this
big world. Aubrey had always been by my side as we were made and
finished at the same time for the machine I originate from make
two books at a time so that they will end up very similar, with the
exception of our special sign. Then we were ship to the busy town
of Tokyo, brought to this gift store, and being put on display
on the glass window. And yet, we were still together. Both of us
face troubles and seek solution without fear as we always know
that the other is always by our side.
	But now, Aubrey is gone, to a better home and a better place.I am all alone.
	As I grieve at my poor self, the assistant who had so generously
gave the poor little boy Aubrey as a present, she opened her handbag and,
to my utmost surprise, put me in, instead of placing me back on
display. Confusion quickly make their way to me as I racked my head to
think of why she did such a thing. That would meant stealing! But...
but she is such a kind woman, from what I had observed, why?
	I ponder over the question for sometime in her handbag which
has got two lipsticks, other makeup stuffs, a small address book, a
soft leather black purse and a bunch of keys with a keychain in
the shape of a crescant moon. It can even glow in the dark! Wow, I
watch it in awe as it glowed brightly. So beautiful. (AN: I had always
wanted a keychain like that!=D Hmm, I wonder where I could get it? ^^;)
After being mesmerized by the glowing keychain for a while, I
was snapped back into reality when I heard a deep grumpy voice.
	I knew instantly that it is the manager of the shop, Mr.
Groffy Fisher, whom Aubrey and I love to call Mr. Grumpy Fish. In
fact we were right, the name suit him as if it was made for him.
He is definitely the grumpiest man you've ever met. He could find
fault in anything! From the way the shop assistant did her hair to the
way the gifts and stuffs were placed. And he always love ordering
people around as if he is the king to everything. He is even the
one who instruct his workers to dump old gifts in the black box.
God, how Aubrey and I hate him. Always grumpping about this and that.
Ah, now he is starting again!
	I smirked as I heard his throaty voice saying, "So how is business
today?" One more thing to hate about him, all he ever cares is money,
money, money.	As I couldn't get out from the bag to see them talking, I could
still eavesdropped on their conversation. *Everything* in this gift
shop eavesdrop to those human conversation. They couldn't help it, since
they are always at the same place all the time unless they are bought
or moved. We also love to gossip about everything we hear of the day,
and our King Of Gossips, the record-player (AN: heehe, what more do
you think it is? ^^), who has a *really* big mouth and a unbelievable
length of memory had won him the title. It doesn't really hurt much as
those human won't ever notice anyway. There is just a barrier between
the animated world and our world. Nothing from whichever side
could go pass through it.
	I could almost 'hear' her smiling nervously at the plump man
in front of her as she report, "Er, well, so far, Mr. Fisher...There is
about ten customers who had visted this shop and about three of them
who had bought anything."
	Already expecting him to get angry as he *always* do, I shook
my head knowingly as I heard him nearly shouted. "WHAT?! Only THREE?!!
What kind of sales girl are you?! Good GOD, only three customers! The
past sales assistant is far better than YOU are, lady!" Poor Ilene,
she must be really depressed. Actually on the funny side, the last sales
girl had quitted because she couldn't put up with Grumpy Fish behaviour.
	"W-Well, the three sales had been good. I've sold off the old
china which had been here for months, the new arrival musical box and,
the love diary." Trying to get to the hop to the better side, it was
all the good things she could think of.
	His anger seemed to have lessen a bit as he replied. "That was
still not enough, but still selling off the old china is worth some
of it." What? Are you kidding? Just tell the truth that you had long wish
the china to another place in order to get the profit from it. Ilene
is a good assistant, Fisher!
	Then he continued, "The musical box is nothing new, since most
of the people love to buy those sissy stuffs nowadays..." SISSY? You
are not only grumpy, but definitely crazy too! I rolled my eyes then
suddenly jerked up when I heard him said something about me and Aubbie.
	Ilene reply was simple and I could have guess the question when
she said, "I gave one of the two diaries to a little boy with half of
the price." Noticing the shock and angry look on the manager's face,
she quickly added, "And then I make up my mind to pay for the set of
love diaries myself for both the little boy and I." Oh, God bless her
and all of her beloved family! Never had I met such a sweet woman!
	I was even happier when I heard that she had brought me too!
YES! I'm finally owned! Now I needn't be afraid of the dreaded lack
box again, I'm free! Happy and relieved, I did a small jig in the
bag as I thanked the wonderful woman silently for what she had done
for both me and Aubbie. Though I couldn't be sure that I will get a
good home but just the knowledge that Aubbie is safe and well-kept is
enought for me. Grinning, danced to myself a little more when
I suddenly stop and think of my future. What will she do to me then?
	Fear came to me again of my unknown future as I press myself
against the soft leather of the bag in order to hear clearer of their
conversation which they had continued when I was doing my little dance.
Hoping that Fisher will suddenly come across the curiousity to know
what my future would be and ask her that. After a while of senseless
and boring conversation about the profit of the shop and about how
the gift shop should be kept, I was nearly asleep when I heard him
said, "I think you should know all the rules of the shop by now. And
I will definitely hope that you will practice it." He paused to
clear his throat before he continue again. "Say, just a little curious,
you'd told me earlier about the love diary you sold to yourself,
what are you going to do with the other one?"
	Instincts told me that she is smiling right now as she answer,
a feeling came to me and somehow told me that my new home will be
a wonderful one. And the shocking news came to me as she says, "As
my daughter's third birthday is drawing near, I thought of giving her
the diary as a present."	*PLOP!*
	I fell and fainted silently on the leather skin, no longer
wanted to hear the remainings of the conversation. My last thought
is, "I'm going to be a present to a THREE YEAR OLD KID?!?!!!"
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	What do you think? What do you think? What do you think?
Aw, tell me, please! Pathetic? Bad? Okay? Good? Tell me!
	Special thanks should go to Hoshi_koi, Lelu, Ahbunny, E2K and
all those wonderful people online who had been such great friends!
Love ya all! ^^	One more last thing, I finished writing this on 9th of Feb. And
guess what? That is my friend's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! ^^ Hey girl,
you never tell me did *your* 'hero' gave you a b'day kiss? Heehe. Ya
can spill all details out at school! Aw, it's sooo romantic! ^~ Wait,
don't go yet! =) There's one more special girl whom I wanted to wish
my greetings to... HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, Lelu! Keep up your wonderful
enthusiasm and alwiz remember, Darien&Serena rules! You too! ^^
	That's all, bye and take care! =)Luv always,P.Selene(Tsukinosenshi@hotmail.com)
Disclaimers: Sailormoon and none of the characters belong to me excluding
	     Mr. Fisher which I got him from the market. ^^; Jokin'!
	     They all belongs to the wonderful goddess, Naoko Takeuchi! =)
P/s: If any of you have notice, I had changed my e-mail addie from
     'PrincessSelene@usa.net' to the new one above. You can still
     mail me at usa.net though I won't be checking in often. ^^ I had
     already went nuts over usa.net which I'd been using for 3 years now.