Stolen girl

By AnGeLkIsSeS03

Un Rated

Chapter 1…

*gasp*

Reality dumped on Serena like a ton of bricks. Waking up, as if out of a nightmare. She stumbled out of bed, hesitant at first as if the ground beneath her were intangible and would give way under her cold feet.

Serena wasn't sure what to believe what was real anymore, but it was truly simple. Her reality was painful, full of anxiety, and it seemed the whole of her being was a myth. Her dreams were amazing, beautiful, comforting and secure. They were as unquenchable as roping the moon with a lasso.

*sigh *

"Thank gods, it's Saturday…." Relieved to even hear the words come out of her mouth.

These days were growing colder, but she had to stay strong. She was the leader of the senshi, her fellow warriors. To be the weakest link too long would slow them down and hurt their defenses. That just couldn't happen. Sailormoon was her guidance and strength from within, without it she was plain Serena Tsukino. Ditzy, flaky, blonde haired, odango. The façade was crumbling, because she was a different person now. Harder, and colder than ever before.

Serena went into her adjoining bathroom, switched on the light only to be greeted with two things. Her eyes ached to adjust to the sudden brightness, and she groaned in return. Then in her vanity mirror a ghost-like Serena stared back.

Cupping hot water in her hands she splashed it against her cold face, and smiled. Today was going to be a good one. No yhomma would ruin it for her, or even worse…..Darien. She scrunched up her nose as if repulsed by the very thought of the raven-haired smart-ass.

Yes it was true; she enjoyed the abundant attention he gave her for no particular reason. Without another thought she got ready to go out for the day. It wouldn't do any good to mope around all day.

When she had finally slipped on her white spaghetti strap shirt, and tan corduroy pants she strolled downstairs to grab some food and leave.

As Serena walked out of the house she couldn't help but wonder who she could be, if there was the choice of anyone in the world…or even the moon. Serena found, ironically, that she would rather not be anyone else but herself…even if she were dead inside.

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When the girls and Serena had walked in through the sliding glass doors of the arcade they were greeted by Andrew wiping the counters down as usual. Only this time Darien was nowhere in sight.

Serena allowed herself a twisted little smile; luckily the girls weren't paying attention. They were too immersed in what Andrew was talking about, as well as gathering around him like a bunch of silly harlots. Yes, even Ami had taken a noticeable liking to him.

She just rolled her eyes and continued to their usual booth, icing her cold interior with a frosted happy one. As she reached the booth, her eyes stuck on her own seat she noticed that across from her spot Darien was waiting patiently.

"Excuse me…but what are you doing?" She snarled.

Staring straight at her Darien replied smiling sweetly, "What does it look like Odango? I would like to talk to you….in private."

"Why in the hell do you think I would ever want to see you on my own free will much less talk to you 'in private'?" Her face exploding in a hateful expression directed made up purely for him.

His reply was maneuvering his was up and out of the booth, then quickly grasping her by her forearm and pulling her outside and around to the back alley. All the while Serena was trying to break free of his grasp while cursing him.

"You will get your DICK SKINNERS off of me Darien Shields, not now but right now!!" She screamed at him.

Laughing he slowly and calmly said. "Dick skinners you say? That is no way for a lady to talk Serena."

"Yes dick skinners you moron, that means your hands…please take your hands off of me at once." She balled her fists and Darien couldn't help but think of how cute she looked.

Suddenly, the atmosphere got so quiet surreal. His _expression went from laughing to quiet wonderment. Serena forgot why she was so angry, her breath just seemed to have escaped her sweet pink lips and next thing she knew her back was to the brick wall of the arcade.

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Darien's mind went blank. Why were they here again? In this alleyway? At the moment all he could see was her, all he could think of was her and beautiful way her bottom lip was trembling as she was prone speechless. She was helplessly his. So then why was it so hard for him to make his final move?

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Serena closed her eyes as Darien stroked her cheek almost lovingly, and her stomach was doing summersaults. The hand against her cheek continued to stroke as he pressed up against her almost too comfortably.

Awaiting the kiss she was sure would come, Serena felt a surge of pain on her neck. She tried to scream, run away, and even reach for her brooch but she was frozen with fear…

More later…

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A.N. I sorta took the beginning of another one of my fanfics to start it off, because I changed the entire plot…hope you guys like where I'm going with this. Please review. Ja ne! – AnGeLkIsSeS03-