Hey everyone, I am sorry everything has taken so long, my life is extemely complicated right now as it will probably remain possibly until after summer, when my mother's divorce from my psychotic stepfather is finalized and I won't have so much on my mind, therefore able to concentrate on my stories. I do hope eveyone understands my distress and will continue to have patience with me as you always have. I love you!

And now, onto review replies and then chapter 4

Review Replies:

FluffysGirl229- You know, this is what I have been talking about. It is reviews like yours that make a writer feel all warm and fuzzy inside and just feel plain old loved and appreciated. I do agree with you, that part was one of my favorites as well. Thank you so much for your wonderful review, it meant a lot to me.

Heroine of the valley- Lol, it wouldn't be great any other way. Thanks for the review.

Xsmxtmxssx- Your review got me thinking and gave me some new inspiration and ideas. Thank you. And I agree, Dimando-sama is indeed very hot.

Solaramber- Setsuna seemed most logical and also in the manga, she was secretly in love with Mamoru, but it was almost never mentioned. I pretty much decided for this story that Mamoru was going to be a big ole jerk. You made mention some very astute observations and that is definitely something that impresses me. Thank so very much for the review.

Chapter 4- Dimando the fashion model?

Dimando sat on the couch, it was early in the morning as the sky was still dark, but Dimando did not bother to check the time, he couldn't sleep, he felt so restless about his future.

He was no longer royalty, therefore he was no longer wealthy, he had to do something about this, he couldn't possibly be the kind of man Usagi deserved if he had no money or means to support her.

With a sigh, Dimando got dressed and decided to take a walk, leaving a note for Usagi so she would not worry when she awoke.

It was peaceful, it was maybe about an hour or less before sunrise and it seemed as if the entire world was frozen in time, silent and still, the only movement was the sparkling stars in the sky, winking down at the mortal world below.

Lifting his violet eyes to gaze at signs as he walked, he spotted the sign of a sheik coffee shop, apparently open almost all hours for the constantly working elite.

Deciding that the quiet atmosphere of the coffee shop would be nice place to just sit down and think, Dimando pushed open the doors and walked inside, planting himself at one of the cafe tables.

Reaching into the pocket of his white sports coat, Dimando found the leftover money from when he'd got his clothes and decided to sample some coffee, wondering if perhaps it in any way competed with the lavish wines he tended to drink.

Standing and moving to the counter, Dimando scanned the menu, not having a single clue what anything was but decided upon something called a mint chocolate cappuchino, the clerk assuring him that this item was delicious.

Paying for the hot drink, Dimando turned around and went back to his table, sitting down with a long heavy sigh.

Dimando lightly gripped the styrofoam cup, waiting for the contents to cool down enough as to not scorch his tongue.

Looking up from the coffee as what appeared to be some sort of high class business man stormed into the cafe, yelling frustratedly into a cell phone, clearly in a state of severe distress over something, Dimando wondered if anything had ever upset him to such a degree before, he couldn't recall such a time, then again, having been arrogant like most royalty his age, he probably never paid his behavior much heed.

Almost as his brain wouldn't allow him to look away from the man as he chose a table and sat down, still hollering into the cell phone, ratteling on and on about someone's incompetance, probably a secretary or an assistant, something like that.

The man began to glance around now at the few people whom had ventured out in the wee hours of the morning and come for coffee, he glared at them as if they had no right to stare, but his expression changed as his gaze fell upon Dimando, he looked stunned and then relieved, he barked into the phone for the person on the other end to be silent a moment and then he held his phone out, apparently taking a picture of Dimando and then sending it to the person on the other end, after which, he said into the phone “What do you think? Great, right?”

Dimando was just sat there blinking, completely confused about what had just occurred here, why had this man taken his picture? Did he always go about taking pictures of complete strangers whom might find it a little odd or creepy? If so, well, to put it simply, that was just weird.

“Thank you, I know” The man said into the phone and saying before he hung up “Much better than anyone you showed me”

After that the man stood up and walked over to Dimando's table “Mind if I join you for a moment, I have a proposition for you”
“By all means” Dimando said, deciding it couldn't possibly hurt any and then taking on a tone he'd used often in the royal life “What is this grand proposition?”

“Have you ever considered a contracted career in modeling?” The man said, his tone quite serious.

“I'm sorry” Dimando said “May I ask your name, please?”

“Oh, yes of course” The man said with a laugh “My name is Reiko, Reiko Kanashi, and your name?”

Dimando leaned back, wearing a cool and calm expression “My name is Dimando”

“No last name?” Reiko asked with a humorous smile.

“Last name?” Dimando echoed “Why yes, of course I have one”

“What is it?” Reiko asked, holding back a laugh.

“Uh” Dimando began, his mind racing frantically for a last name to use “Moon, Dimando Moon”

Reiko shrugged and smiled “Well, Dimando, I own the agency that sends models to all the well known magazines that you see everywhere all over the world, and I want you to sign with me”

Dimando rubbed his chin briefly, thinking about it “I would assume this 'job' includes money?”

Reiko laughed “Quite a bit of it”

“Enough to ensure an extremely comfortable life with the woman of my dreams?” Dimando asked hopefully.

Reiko smiled genuinely “Oh yes”

“Then I am in” Dimando said, smirking at his luck and then writing down Usagi's address and handing it to Reiko “You can send whatever needs signed to this address”

“Will do” Reiko said and then shook Dimando's hand “Well I best be going now, you should receive the paperwork by this weekend and no later than that”

Dimando nodded and then watched Reiko Kanashi walk out of the cafe, once Reiko was out of sight, Dimando was grinning from ear to ear, all his prayers had been answered. He was going to be a model.