AN: Hello again! Hey, guess what? This is my first fanfic that I am 
posting chapter by chapter. All my other stories were previously written before I got the internet, so I was able to post the whole thing, but now I will be keeping you in suspense!!! *laughs maniacally* Anyway, PLEEZ review and give suggestions!!!! E-mail dannigirlsos@yahoo.com!!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or related characters, but I do own 
Princess/Queen Terra, Prince/King Damion Jarott, Cody and Rikaru 

Prologue- The Princess, the Prince and the Rogue 

It was a lovely spring morning in the palace of the Golden Kingdom, and in the gardens a peaceful river flowed. The waves gently stroked 
the land, weaving and bending until they stopped at a small pool surrounded by a one foot high brick wall. Tiger Lilies, Orchids, Mums, Daffodils, Lilacs and other exotic flowers grew strong and colorful, but the most beautiful flower of all was sitting on the bricks, slowly stirring her hand around in the water.

She was the pride and joy of all the Earth and had admirers from far and wide; Princess Terra, heir to the throne of the Golden Kingdom. It was said that Mother Earth herself had given Terra her beauty. A cascade of silky dark brown hair with natural light brown highlights fell to just below her shoulders; waving and curling around her features. She wore a halter topped red dress accented with glittery silver and black wisps, and it made a lovely contrast to her saphirre blue eyes which were set in a gentle face with a peaches and cream complextion. Her outer beauty could only be matched by the kindness and love that radiated within her. 

She was caring and friendly and forever curious about anything and everything. One look from her big blue eyes or one flash of her cheerful smile could melt even the thickest heart of ice. She was the picture of 
innocense and perfection, or so it seemed. She loved her kingdom, her palace and her family, but being driven by the forces of nature caused a strong desire to be free. She knew one day it would be her destiny to take her mother's place and rule Earth, and she was glad to accept that honor, but for now she wanted no responsibility; to be able to run through the forest with the deer or lie peacefully in a field while rabbits scurried around and crickets chirruped and hopped about. She looked at her reflection in the water and sighed, "Someday," she tought, "someday." 

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Not very far away, a tall, broad figure was on a cliff. It was Damion, Prince of the Tanzanitian Kingdom. He stood proudly, clad in a black jumpsuit and silver armor. His sword hung at his side; a sparkling tanzanite stone embedded in its hilt. A black cape with red lining was attached to shoulder plates and flowed freely to the ground. His greyish-brown eyes surveying his kingdom; which next to the Golden Kingdom, was the largest and most properous place on Earth, and from here you could clearly see both cities and the activities going on within them. A gust of wind blew around his muscular body and through his golden blonde hair. He let his eyelids drop, soaking in the relaxing coolness of the breeze, and creating a rather handsome picture. 

Although he adamantly insisted on doing things presicely by the rules, he often came to this spot to watch Tanzanite city and its people, letting his mind run loose and planning what improvements he could make when he became king. He was known to be the strongest person in the surrounding area, and being extremely well built for the age of 17, not many people could deny it. His real strength, though, was in his heart. He was a gentle soul and was always helping others. He had very few enemies, and was greatly loved by the children of his kingdom. He was proud that so many of the youngsters looked up to him, and took his job of "role model" seriously. He often had children come up and tell him that they wanted to be just like him: strong, handsome noble and friendly, but he never let this go to his head, and simply turned beet red and smiled whenever someone approached him in this manner. 

Needless to say, he was admired by many of the women of the kingdom as well, but instead of flirting with the ladies, most of his spare time was spent visiting the children that he loved so dearly. This thought struck him, and he remembered that he had promised one of his "little buddies" who was 
sick, that he would visit, and began down the trail that led back to his kingdom. 

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Not 5 minutes after Prince Damion had gone, a stranger walked onto the very same cliff. He was a wanderer, and he had finally stumbled upon the great Golden Kingdom he had been looking for since he had heard of the beauty that lived there. His friends had discouraged him, telling him that a traveller like him would ever have a chance with the Princess of the entire Earth. He had heard many excuses, "You honestly think a sophisticated girl like that, a PRINCESS no less, would be interested in an arrogant, free-sprited kid like you, Jarott?", "Even if you COULD get her, you really think you could handle the pressures of ruling the world! Haha! I can just see that! Jarott King of the Earth! Hahahahahahaha! No way Pal, you'd be better off with someone from around here, like Rikaru. I happen to think you two would make a perfect fit.", "Jarott don't be an idiot! That girl's got to have, like, a MILLION suitors, and they're all princes and lords and dukes and whatnot. That's something you'll NEVER be!" Of course, hearing this only hightened his determination. 

True, he did have all the girls back home swooning over him left and right. Some of them were quite nice. Actually, if it wasn't for the princess and her being more of a simple best friend to him, he probably would have ended up with Rikaru, but ever since he had turned 8 and heard tales of the lovely Princess Terra, she was the only one he had thought about, and he had convinced himself that with his wit, upbeat personality, and not to mention, midnight black hair, blazing emerald green eyes and boyish charms, he could win her over for sure. 

Now he was 20 and it was time to test his theory, but one thing did echo in the back of his mind: His dream had always been to explore, how would he do that if he was stuck here?