Everything there is To Know about You Chapter 8: Screenplay, a sailor moon fanfic

Everything There is To Know about You

By: DancingLadyBug

Summary: A little chain of jealousy and anger always makes the mood lighten… well not always.

Chapter Seven: Screenplay

A question linger as I came back to consciousness but I didn't fully opened my eyes, not wanting to know where I am. Have I lost my purity? The question strolls around trying to find the answer. My body is not sore but my wrist feels weak. Have I lost it? Again, the question haunts me.

"Serena?" I breathe the air that I had been unconsciously holding in. Slowly opening my eyes to look at the one who had whisper my name so gently and caress it upon its lips.

"Darien…" I couldn't fully pronounce his name clearly because his warm hand hover my lips and I watched his lips as it sooth me with a snakish sound.

"You need to rest Serena." I almost obey his words but the question still haunts me.

I wanted to be bold, I wanted to sustain sober and be able to hold back the tears that I can feel erupting. "Have I…? Did he…? Darien?" It didn't come out as plan and I let the tears pouring down me cheeks and coughing the nag away.

I kept crying as I feel two strong arms wrapped around me and held me protectively.

"No… no… don't worry, Serena. I'm here. I won't let him get near you ever again." I felt his chin resting slightly on top of my head and I start sniffing. Even knowing that I have not yet lost my virtue, I still feel insulted.

"Darien, thank you." I manage to whisper.

"For what? I should be apologizing."

I looked up confused at him, "Darien, it's not your fault. You didn't know."

"I….."

TO BE CONTINUE………………….

A/N: Okay I'm done. Bye and don't forget to review kay?

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A/N: Mwahahaha! Okay I'm evil, I know. I just thought that was funny. I am not done yet. So let's continue… oh and by the way let me know if I did trick you kay?

ON WITH THE STORY: RECAP:

I kept crying as I feel two strong arms wrapped around me and held me protectively.

"Darien, thank you." I manage to whisper.

"For what? I should be apologizing."

I looked up confused at him, "Darien, it's not your fault. You didn't know."

"I…."

"What is it?"

-DARIENS POV

I knew… I knew he would. I knew his intention. I knew it from the moment I saw him giving you the look. Why am I so stupid to not warn you? It's not like I should care… but I… ugh! I don't even know a thing I just thought of!

"Never mind, Serena. Just rest." I sigh and watched her as she obeyed and slumber.

-Two days later-
I watched her sleep peacefully. She's been sleeping for two day's straight now. Occasionally she would start drifting off to sleep after waking up for a while. Maybe this is not worth it. Maybe I could just find someone else to have sex with and claim it's with her or maybe I could just admit I had lost…

"Darien?" I have been too caught up in my thoughts to realize she is awake.

"Are you feeling okay?" I sat down beside her and feel her forehead with the back of my palms.

"I'm fine Darien." I watched her as she giggle. "Darien…. Thank you."

I try to hold down the pride that is beginning to bubble out of its surface. Somehow seeing her like this is very tempting. I suppose she had not notice I had change her clothes. Quick to say, that I have not touch her…. YET, that is.

"Darien…" She interrupted my thoughts,

"Hmmmm?" I responded nonchalantly

"You can move your hand now." I watched her giggle and looked at her confusingly. Finally realizing that I have not removed my hand from her forehead, I swiftly pull back my hand and blush slightly.

"So… what are the plans for today?" I smile thinking to myself of what I have in store for her…

"Well, let's see… since it is one right now, I was planning…" we could have sex, "for us to eat out since you haven't eaten yet. Then at three we…" have sex again, "go sightseeing. Then we could…" have sex again, "eat again." I swear… I don't usually plan my whole day having sex… honestly, I don't…. USUALLY.

"That sounds great, Darien."

-Serena's POV- Several hours later

Being in Hawaii, you would think by now that we would go to the beach- surf, eat, sleep, then surf some more. Also, being wrong, however, we are sitting in one of the most famous theatre. And I don't mean the one which you sit in a big crowded dark room, with a big screen in front of you while the audio is playing loudly- full blast is more like it- killing all those brain cells (if there's any)- NOT that anyone knows about it. This was no average movie theatre. We are sitting front row- well balcony actually- dressed up formally. Hundreds of audience is below us and four balconies above us. Here I am, wearing a pinkish red, strapless, gown and in a PUMA tennis shoes. And Darien over there, approximately three INCHES beside me, wearing a black tux with a white dress shirt and a black and gray stripe tie. Why are we here, you ask? Well, let me start from the beginning.

Exactly today, at 1:55pm, we finally made it to Hula Hut. I was taking my time showering, which is what explain the time.

Well, let's just leave that to the imagination to why it takes me fifty-five minutes to get done showering. And NO, I did not lose my virginity. Get your mind out of the gutter for goodness sake!

Any who, back to the story. We had been promptly seated at one of the straw tables outside with the perfect view of the Hawaiian citizens outside surfing. Darien, however, was too busy talking on the phone to even note the nosiness of the neighboring tables of ten. Must be some birthday party because they're singing that "At 30- you'll be a lonely man" song. Quite obvious don't you think? Well, due to my temper with what had happen to me- apparently two days ago since I was too in shock and slept for 48 hours- I was not a happy go lucky girl. Might I remind you, that I am opportunistic, what I meant to say is that I don't deal with things that could've been. Well I stood up from the table and was ready to lecture… well WAS ready.

As soon as I made it to there table, I froze. One of the gentlemen, whom I was standing behind, turned around to see what it that shadows his presence was.

"May, I help you?" He arches his right eyebrow and smirk at me.

"Yes," I thought I sound rather definite but then I realize I answered in a squeaky voice. "You see..." I continue "I have a slight migraine…" hey who said I can't give a lame excuse? I DO have a migraine, "and I am sure this is a happy occasions but could you guys tone it down a bit?" I smile. I handle it perfectly fine, don't you think?

"I apologize. Please excuse us, and let me treat you." The man suddenly stood and I felt as though even with my high heels on- he was about 6 foot tall. I groan inwardly as I felt my hand being held into his and he was bending down to peck the back of my hand. I stood there dumbfounded and felt a little chuckle coming out of his mouth against the back of my palm. A minute pass and we stood there; it was beautifully romantic, till I felt a tight grip against my waist tugging me towards a strong hold. I look up to find myself in the grasp of Darien Shield.

"What do you think you're doing, Seiya?" With my ear against his chest, I felt a little tingle as I heard him growl.

"I was just apologizing to the lady, Darien. Do calm yourself down." Seiya winked at me and I blush madly.

"You already said it, now leave and don't ever show your face again." Darien said.

I don't know if this is another play or not but I could hear the hint of jealousy mix with anger in his tone. I smiled to myself at this.

"No can do." I shot Seiya a look of confusion but he just stood there smiling sternly. "I promise to treat the lady as an apology and she kindly accept it."

I refuse to believe that I had said such things but I kept my mouth close, not consciously realizing that I'm still in Darien's grasp. It was too warm for me to ruin it.

"And, where exactly?" Darien question in a low growl.

"Why, to the screenplay of course."

(sigh) and that's how I come to sit in this beautiful room.

Well it's not like everyday that I get dress up and get invited to a screenplay. Now another question you must be dying to know. Why and how did I come to wear such fine gown, you ask?

Exactly today, at 4:16pm, we had just arrived back from the Hula Hut and back to the hotel- Then it hit me! I DON'T OWN A PROPER GOWN! I mope over this while Darien is having his time amusing over my reaction. Well, it's better than having him mad at me. Must I say that Seiya decide to invite himself to our table and all I receive from Darien was a glare and a possessive growl? Well, I was not happy.

"How could you laugh at this!" I asked in horror.

His laughing stop and I receive that same glare and growl again. UH OH- wouldn't you think that he'll treat me better knowing what had happen to me the other day or so? Well, I must say we are both wrong.

"Maybe you should cancel it then." He sounds a bit too happy for my taste. But I can't give up! I have never been to a screenplay and damn it! I want to go!

Then our door bell ringed… who'd to think that a hotel has a door bell! Well, my friend. It does.

I went to open the door and greeted the bellhop guy.

"Are you Ms. Serena Tsukino?" The boy asked.

"Yes."

"This is from Mr. Seiya Light. He requested that you wear it this evening." The boy handed me the white rectangle box, gift wrapped in a lavender wrapping papers. I smile in awe then I look up-again- to find Darien glaring at me.

(sigh) that is how I come to wear this fine expensive gown.

And why on earth am I wearing PUMA tennis shoes, you say? Well, to make this story short and simple….

I open the box slowly, just to spite Darien. And before me, I saw a beautiful pinkish gown and beside it was a pair of glass slippers. The dress fit me perfectly, making me feel like more and more like a princess going to a royal ball- THINK Cinderella. After putting on the gown, I attempt to try on the glass slipper which had come along in the box. Sad to say, it was two sizes to big. Apparently, Mr. Seiya Light thought my foot was a size nine. --

I think he had lost two points already. And here I am, thinking that he could be my prince.

So, back to the present situation in front of me- Now that you could visualize the situation I have affronted. With Darien sitting to my right, did I mention how close we sat? Let me review….

'….PUMA tennis shoes and Darien over there, approximately three INCHES beside me…' Oh yes, I did include the description of how close he is to me.

Seiya, however glaring deeply at Darien, is sitting to Darien's right- along with his so called "date", who is eyeing me with this cold glare. A chain of reaction is what it looks like. Now you must wonder why we are sitting in this position, well let me tell you another story.

When we reach the screenplay, Darien was my escort. Seiya had brought a girl along with him, and we met up in front of the theatre. While we waited for the man in the front to get our stubs, I watch as the two man glared at each other- both ignoring THEIR escorts.

The girl has long red hair-kind of remind me of the sun setting- and she was wearing the SAME exact gown as I was! Well with the exception of the color and the fact that mine is strapless. I was appalled! Did he go and buy ours at the same place or was it a coincidence? Either way, I got the glare from her.

At exactly 6:13pm, we made it to our seats. The chairs were aligned by two in the front while the two in the back is place in windows. Approximately twenty-four inches apart. Seiya led me to the chair in the front and took a seat beside me, leaving his date and Darien in the back. I was sitting there comfortably, and then I felt Darien in between Seiya and me. He didn't say a word but pulled the chair in between us and seated down. That is why he gets the glare from Seiya. However, HIS date was left alone. I felt a deep glare once again from her as she pulled the seat up beside Seiya. Securities would walk pass by our balcony and would stop to wonder what had happened to the original seating order, but was far afraid to even dare question.

(sigh) and that is why here we are, sitting in a straight line.

With the rest of the story, I will continue soon. At this moment- I want to relax (even though the atmosphere in this balcony is very

intense) and enjoy my very first invitation to a screenplay.

-TO BE CONTINUED-

A/N: Okay, I know you're mad at me. Despite the fact that I said I would update a month ago. Well, after my thesis paper (which I passed! Yay for me!) I have gotten a job at a clinic! Yay again for me! I am very busy but on my days off- I try to think of an update but couldn't. So I'm stuck with a huge writers block and instead of having an idea for an update- I had an idea for another story which I come to love. So here I am at Borders, finally coming up with a plot for this story. I have written so far 11 pages… I know it's not good enough but- it's an update and to give you the bad news, I am not done with school yet. I've only accomplished a year or two… so how did I come to get such a good job? Well I got recommended and now I work in a very good field… still not officially a doctor yet---- but I'm getting there. AND I STILL PLAN ON DISSECTING YOU! Just wait… I can picture it now… you having a migraine that ended up being a tumor and ended up in a hospital which I work at and ended up getting a surgery and ended up living because of ME!

Now to answer the question…. Uhm I only remember one person asking me one question…. NO, Serena has not been rape! I could not bring myself to do that! She has been strip down by bits but that's all. Now she's all happy and moody again

Till next time, Love ya and God bless!

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