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A White Rose by: Red Potato
Oh...my...god. I finally finish part seven. I"m sooo happy! Well I'm really sorry for the long wait, it isn't my fault.
Acutally, it is. But, I have finals coming up on Monday and Tuesday...and oh man! I don't know anything!
Quick, someone tell me Charles's Law and what the heck the Venturi Effect is. Dang physic!! Who ever discovered
the theology of physic should...not be...here. Well, he is probably dead. Ugh!
Well, I hope you all enjoy this part as much as I try to struggle writing it. I know it's been a long time, but still enjoy it!
Please review! They makes my day...the last time I put out a chapter for my other fics...no one review. That...suck. Yeah.
Part VII
A White Rose
"Charlotte, you're too much for me, you know that?" stated an exhausted Darien, who could not keep up with a five
year old when it come to the game of chasing butterflies.
"Or maybe you're just too old," retort Serena.
"Serena, I hardly consider, and I'm talking for the world here, I hardly consider being twenty sixth is old. Being twenty
four however, why, that's older than my grandma!"
"Darien Terrence, have you no shame? Talking about your grandmother like that. Why, if she was here, she slapped
you for talking to me like that."
"I'm afraid I don't have any shame."
"That's real original coming from an Egotistical male."
"Judging my characters before you even know me? Now that's something my Grandmother should slap you for."
"Another lady slaps another lady? Now that's very unladylike."
"Who said you were a lady?"
"Oh, shut up you senile fool." Serena smile to herself, she was actually enjoying their petty fights.
"Oh? So I'm an egotistical male and a senile fool? Well, I'd never!" Joke Darien as he pretended to be an old lady,
scuffling about and murmuring to himself about the doom of society. He notice Serena laughing, and he too began to join her
as he thought about making Thursday morning a favorite activity of his.
The sunlight beamed in her golden hair, and what a lovely sight for Darien to see. Here he was, standing in front of
a mother and daughter who share the delight of nature by chasing butterflies and getting piggy back rides. Darien glees with
hope, perhaps Serena could be the one, but he does not know her well enough. He frown at the thought that Serena could
be one of those people; a girl with similar genetic traits as Beryl Hammond. But she couldn't be…if she was, then Charlotte
would not have turn out to be so sweet-mannered. His mind argues with one another, one part of his body told him to go for
it, and another part told him to go for it, but what did he do? He listens to his cerebral and gave her the infamous test. If she
past, he would be indeed, the happiest man on the surface of the earth.
"Hey Serena. Enjoying yourself I see."
"Hey yourself mister. I'm not talking to you."
"And why would that be?"
"Because….senile and egoistical fools are up to no goods whenever they began a sentence that states the obvious
of my activities."
"I believe you just talk to me Serena."
"Charlotte," spoke the gentle voice of Serena, could you please go behind that large water fountain and whatever
you do, stay there and don't look back at mommy, okay apple?"
The child was confuse at her mother's request and did so, without looking back. All she said was,
"Good luck Darien."
Now young Darien was as nervous as heck, sweating and whatnot. He gulps down the air in his mouth and looks
at the so-called angel of his life. "So…." The speechless boy said.
"So…." state Serena. 'It's now or never Serena-go for it!' a small voice told her.
"Darien, I wanted to ta"- Serena felt a warm embrace around her back and open her eyes to find that she was being
kissed. A million thoughts occur to her, and yet, her brain could not interpret it for she was too caught up in his affectionate
clinch. Serena knows not what to do but follow the path her Fate had put upon her. She didn't push him back, she didn't let
go, and instead, she push for the feeling of what seems like love from Darien. But perhaps her feeling were wrong, someone can't
love her...because she was tainted.
In the height of the warm moment, Darien had to let go. He felt flushed, embarrassed that the girl of his dream did not
respond back to his affectionate. "Serena, I'm so sorry…I didn't mean to…" The sentence was hush immediately by two fingers.
"Don't be. If you hadn't done it, I know I would," she softly said as the sun glisten for the triumphant that Fate had done it again.
Serena has waited patiently for Darien to reply, but he didn't. He just stood there, showing no emotion through his face or his
eyes and she couldn't help but feel disgusted that she had fall head over heel for some guy again. 'Damn it Serena! I can't believe you
did this again!'
"Darien? Oh dear! I did it again didn't I? I thought you-'' her lips, close by two fingers.
"Don't say another word. I just wanted to memorize this moment for the rest of my life-the happiest moment of my life."
"Oh Darien!"
"Serena…" The two fell into each other arms and embrace, capturing the moment where two lovers are bless with harmony of love.
Somewhere behind the marble water fountain sat a little girl no more than the age of five, who look upon the fields of lilies and
lilacs and saw the most simple thing on earth-a green meadow and upon that grass lays her mother, an ever gentle young woman in
the arm of the man she hopes one day to be her future father.
"Come now Charlotte, we mustn't disturb them."
"But Aunt Rose! I want to see what happen next!"
"Well so do I! But it's much safer if we watch them through the balcony-wouldn't you think so?"
"Hmmm…I could stay here forever."
"I hope not Serena. Do you realize how much the cost of food shall be if you stay here?"
"Oh shut up and kiss me"
"With pleasure my dear," and just when he was about to roll over and settle himself into a position to where he could kiss Serena
to the very end of his breathe, she pushes him off.
"I forgot about Charlotte!"
"Don't worry, she's not with us."
"Thank you for stating the obvious Darien, but I told her to sit behind the fountain. Oh, she must be worry." A strong set of arms
pull her down.
"If I know Mrs. Rose, and I believe I do know her sly ways, she's probably spying on us, with Charlotte, either in the balcony or
kitchen porch. So, stay with me. I can't bear to let you go."
"Oh, but I have to anyway you big Teddy Bear. I need to get ready for an interview."
"Huh?" question Darien as it was follow by a quick peck on his lips.
"I'll see you later Darien!" Shouted Serena as she ran swiftly inside the house to get ready.
"And Mrs. Cescil, what qualifications do you possess that will bring higher asset to our company?"
"Miss. Cescil…sir," correct Serena. The interviewer nodded as an understanding that he shall not make the same mistake again.
"I have experience in the field before. I'm quite asserted and determine. I'm great with people…or so what others have told me."
"I see. Now, why did you quit your previous job?"
"Well sir, I excel at my pervious job and I believe I did it well. My company refuses my proposal for working with the environmental
agency so that our company will not contribute air pollution to our city, but the board refuse my proposal. When the health inspector came,
they fine my company, and forgive me if I do not wish to say the name of the company. The directing board blames me and reduces my
salary when I warn them. I feel I had to quit sir; they were penalizing me for something I try to prevent. It was ethnically wrong and I stil
l stand on it."
Serena waited for Mr. Takeuchi to finish scribbling down her comments. She was nervous. Her palms sweat continuously. Thank
Kami she remembers to bring a handkerchief.
"How much do you expect your salary to be worth if you have the position?
"Something modest sir. Not too low or too high- somewhere between my lines of work." Again, the scribbling of a fountain pen
enters her ear. She looks at his face, trying to see if any expression escape his sternness-none whatsoever. 'Oh boy, this can't be good.'
"Tell me about your degrees and education status."
"I have a bachelor degree in both environmental science and economic and business commerce. I am currently studying for a master
degree in environmental science to hopefully pursue a desire career. Don't' get me wrong sir, I love business commerce, but I like to see the
effect of industrial with the surrounding location. Other than that, there's not much more to tell."
"What was your rank among your graduating classes?"
"I don't want to go into that detail- this job should not make matter about my rank in my class. What matter is my qualification and ability to
excel in this job," she concludes, "sir."
"I see. Well, thank you for coming in Miss. Cescil."
"Oh yes. Thank you Sir." Serena heads for the door, with a distancing voice in her head that reminded her she blew the job interviewer
and she might as well go back to Kyoto and take that lowly job offer.
"Where are you going Miss. Cescil?"
"Why sir, I'm heading out that door."
"You can't do that. It's company policy for an employee to sign the worker policy."
"Well, I'm sentient of that sir, but I'm not- OOOOOh! I see."
"Welcome to TD Finance Business Miss. Cescil."
"Oh! Thank you!" Serena hugged the kind Mr. Takeuchi before pushing him away because there might be a company policy for employees
not to do that sort of thing.
"No problem my dear, it shall be quickly dismissed. Now before you began on Monday, you'll need to know a few things. You shall be
working with our director of Financial Consultant, Setseuna Kaioh. Be here at 9 A.M sharp, don't be late, the board doesn't exactly tolerate
tardiness. I'll escort you around and introduce you to people at that time. How's that plan for Monday mourning?"
"Perfect Mr. Takeuchi. I cannot thank you enough for this opportunity."
"No, no. Don't thank me Miss. Cescil. My job was to hire the most qualify person and you just happen to be that person."
"Well, thank you anyway. Good-bye now!
Serena jump with glees and shouted out in joy, which grabbed the attention of several cubicle workers' attention. "Charlotte finally going to
have the life she deserved. And I'm finally going to have a life." Serena though about the event this morning, the sudden surprise kiss she received
by Darien and a dream job. Life could not be more perfect…everything was absolutely implausible.
She pushes the glass door of TD Financial Business and headed out, to get her daughter to celebrate her perfect day,
"Oh, excuse me. I'm sorry; I didn't mean to bump into you. Well, good-bye!" The jovial blonde apologizes and went rushing off to blend in
the crowds of late people on their way back from lunch break.
"Serena?" a dark brown hair man ponders. "I have found you love..." he grinned then disappears into the marble wall of the company.
"There you are Robert! You're late for that meeting with Mrs. Witaku."
"Oh? Where's Mr. Terrence at? I thought I had arranged a meeting with him."
"He decided to take the day off, say he didn't feel like working since it was a sunny day. If you ask me, he's probably off in bed with
another one of those girls."
"What a lazy bastard. Here we are working our asses off for that merger support and he's taking a day off?"
"I wouldn't be so hard on him Robert; he did save this company from bankruptcy and made it a zenith financial executive company in
the same year! You have to admire the guy."
"Well you can, but I won't. He took that board position from me. That job was mine…son of a-''
"Watch your mouth man!"
"Sorry…it's aggravating me to see him takes almost everything away from me. I have to work twice as hard as I did before ever since
he became a CEO."
"Yeah, but you earn a percentage more."
Robert spat, "ha! You think that matter? A percentage more? I used to have a life of a king Taiki, but now, I can't even enjoy it since I
have summary reports, accounts, and that stupid EPA workers are so damned useless…I have to do everything! God damn it all!"
"I'm not going to asked you again Robert. This isn't the time nor the place, you can cursed all you want after work, when I'm your
friend, not your boss."
"Sorry Taiki, sorry."
The rest of the day went by slowly as Robert sat, listening to the boring Mrs. Witaku drone on about unimportant matter which he have
to write a summary report about. Usually he would pay attention, but the name Darien Terrence made him mad. He should be been on the board
right now, taking a sip of wine, enjoying life and enjoying women, but no, that damn sorry excuse for a human being took it away from him.
Of course, there was a seat in the board open and he would get it, no matter what; which explains why he had taken that meeting with
Mrs. Witaku. She was a middle age woman, beauty still show, but it is slowly demising. Robert looked at her face, admiring that she still have the
courage to put on that outfit and that make-up of her. Her face was flaky, there was too much powder. In fact, there was too much green and
blue eye-shadow, there was too much dark eye-liner and mascara. It made her look hideous, like an ugly green witch trying to be prettier but
only ended up uglier. Her short skirt rode up to upper large thigh; it was a disgusting sight to see, he could see what color her undergarment was.
Her white blouse was too low, too transparent. Robert could see that she wore no bra, and her breasts were drooping and her nipples
perking out like little birds' beaks. Should he tell her to sit straight up so that way, he wouldn't have to look at that body. Robert looks up at her,
nodding a few, and answering a few. She is an unbearable uninteresting person. Her thoughts were those of five year olds, her voice tone
sounded like a person smoking a chain saw, which Mrs. Witaku would do if that chain saw had a cigarette in it. Her back bended lower, where
if he look down, just once, he could practically see everything from her belly button to her neckline; Robert frown at the thought, then he
shudders a few time more.
Everyone on the floor knew the reputation of Mrs. Witaku. She was married, and the poor guy doesn't know a thing about her. She was
how do you said? An owner of a burlesques house, and men would come into that house…only the house is her body. Everyone knew about
the open position in the board…and they also knew that the only way a person could ever be recommended for the board was through Mrs.
Witaku's house.
Robert shudders at the thought, but he knew he have to do it, he have to beat that arrogant Darien at his own game.
"Mr. Robert Kouya, if you could kindly look at me when we talk."
"Oh, but Mrs. Witaku, I rather look at you in a different way," he winked then shudder more. This was mortifying, disgusting. God! He
could just kill himself right here and then. He could do so by taking a whiff of her perfume and died. That smell, he despises it with a passion.
There was one person in the whole world who he loves to smell that odor-Serena Cescil. The blonde naïve vixen that maddens him with lust;
if time would only allow him to travel back and finish what he intended to do.
He still remembers that distinctive spring day when prom was set and he had Serena wrapped around his finger. He found it to be one
of the best evenings of his life, where his little blonde angel was thrusts against his mighty power over and over again, until he was truly
satisfied. Her deafening pierce scream was heard by no one, but only enjoy by him. How he love when she try to struggles and push him off,
but being a football player, he was at an advantage, her struggles only make him more fill with lusts and desires. It was not a couple of hours
later; when the moon could not be seen and the sky was dark as the raven feather did he stop. It was a mistake, but he was too tired and too
satisfies with his needs that the little whore ran off into the night.
He still think of her every now and fore night, her screams, and her torture still make him wanting for her. As he snap out of his trance,
he felt something growing inside his pant pocket.
"Oh…Mr. Kouya, is that for little o' me?"
"You'll see Mrs. Witaku," he said again, winking then shuddering.
"I can't take this anymore! Kiss me Robert! Take me now!"
"No!" he screamed, "I meant those who waits shall be rewarded handsomely."
"Tonight then Robert…at the Ritz; I'll see you there, love." She said, kissing him lightly on the lips then walk him out of her office.
"Yes, tonight Mrs. Witaku." After she has closed the door, he ran straight for the men's bathroom and threw up. He shudders
again, and then threw up some more.
"Ewugh, you okay buddy?"
"I'll be fine," he responds back before throwing up again.
"Hello Charlotte!"
"Mommy! Did you get it?"
"I sure did and we're going to celebrate my brand new life by going for some ice cream. How's that plan for today?"
"I'm not disagreeing with you Mommy."
"Can I come too mommy-dearest?" beckon Darien.
"You may certainly not Darien."
"Well why not? Charlotte can come, why couldn't I?"
"I don't tolerate naughty boy such as you Darien."
"Aww shuck!" Charlotte stood holding her mother's hand, quite confuse about the conversation. Her wide-eye stare
would not go unnoticed when Serena pick her up and led her to the car.
"Is Darien coming Mommy?"
"Of course! Who else will pay for us apple-pie?"
"Oh! So now Miss. High and Mighty wants me to come along huh?"
"You don't have to come if you don't want to," Serena said, walking past by him and putting Charlotte in the red Nissan. Darien
tried to remember the sweet smell of roses and vanilla as she brushes past him. There was just something about her that makes him
want to grab her body and kiss her tender lips until his death.
"So…ice cream huh?"
"Yes indeed Mr. Terrence, ice cream. Do you know still know if Crown Parlor Arcade is still at its present location?"
"I do."
"And…?"
"And what?" he asked, taunting her to her wits end. 'Perhaps she will finally experience what I have been feeling for her
all these times.'
"And shall you be telling of the Crown Parlor Arcade's location?"
"I will…but for a kiss."
"Oh, you're despicable Mr. Terrence." She kissed him quickly on the lips and grin. Serena waited for an answer, yet,
nothing came out.
"I did my end of the bargain Mr. Terrence, now it's your turn."
"That wasn't a kiss Serena…that was a quick peck on the lip like what my aunt does to me when I was little."
"A kiss is a peck Darien…and that's all you're ever going to get out of me if you don't tell me where Crown Parlor Arcade is!"
"Not until you give me a real kiss…with a bit of 'tug o war'." He added, snickering about his immature.
"OH! Never mind you arrogant jerk, I'll just find it myself." Serena got out of the car, mumbling a few curse words in French,
English, and Japanese. She would not stop until a strong pair of arms pull her back down and laugh at her.
"You're laughing at me now? Why, I ought to!" Quickly cut off by a deep and passionate kiss. Her spine went to chill with
warmth and butterfly gather around her stomach.
"That was a, real kiss," stated Darien as he tried to catch her breath. "Com'on, let's take my Benz and I'll drive us there."
"No. I would be uncomfortable in your car, just tell me the location and I'm pretty sure I can remember where is should be located at."
"It's in the Juuban District."
The car ride was in silence, comfortable silence. Charlotte was too busy looking out the window to notice that her mother
and Darien were holding hand to express their feeling for one another. Although Darien's pride was somewhat upset for he wasn't
driving, he couldn't help but cherish this moment of his life. He had a wonderful person to be with, and he chuckles lowly as he saw
Serena was still blushing from that amazing kiss they shared. Maybe he should tell her how he feel…truly feels.
"Serena…"
"Yes Darien?"
"Um…Nothing…" He said, still rubbing her free hand that wasn't on the wheel.
Ha-ha! That's it! No more! Vive! Review...please? Pretty please...for Charlotte and Darien?
Red Potato
and thank you for thinking I own it.
A White Rose by: Red Potato
Oh...my...god. I finally finish part seven. I"m sooo happy! Well I'm really sorry for the long wait, it isn't my fault.
Acutally, it is. But, I have finals coming up on Monday and Tuesday...and oh man! I don't know anything!
Quick, someone tell me Charles's Law and what the heck the Venturi Effect is. Dang physic!! Who ever discovered
the theology of physic should...not be...here. Well, he is probably dead. Ugh!
Well, I hope you all enjoy this part as much as I try to struggle writing it. I know it's been a long time, but still enjoy it!
Please review! They makes my day...the last time I put out a chapter for my other fics...no one review. That...suck. Yeah.
Part VII
A White Rose
"Charlotte, you're too much for me, you know that?" stated an exhausted Darien, who could not keep up with a five
year old when it come to the game of chasing butterflies.
"Or maybe you're just too old," retort Serena.
"Serena, I hardly consider, and I'm talking for the world here, I hardly consider being twenty sixth is old. Being twenty
four however, why, that's older than my grandma!"
"Darien Terrence, have you no shame? Talking about your grandmother like that. Why, if she was here, she slapped
you for talking to me like that."
"I'm afraid I don't have any shame."
"That's real original coming from an Egotistical male."
"Judging my characters before you even know me? Now that's something my Grandmother should slap you for."
"Another lady slaps another lady? Now that's very unladylike."
"Who said you were a lady?"
"Oh, shut up you senile fool." Serena smile to herself, she was actually enjoying their petty fights.
"Oh? So I'm an egotistical male and a senile fool? Well, I'd never!" Joke Darien as he pretended to be an old lady,
scuffling about and murmuring to himself about the doom of society. He notice Serena laughing, and he too began to join her
as he thought about making Thursday morning a favorite activity of his.
The sunlight beamed in her golden hair, and what a lovely sight for Darien to see. Here he was, standing in front of
a mother and daughter who share the delight of nature by chasing butterflies and getting piggy back rides. Darien glees with
hope, perhaps Serena could be the one, but he does not know her well enough. He frown at the thought that Serena could
be one of those people; a girl with similar genetic traits as Beryl Hammond. But she couldn't be…if she was, then Charlotte
would not have turn out to be so sweet-mannered. His mind argues with one another, one part of his body told him to go for
it, and another part told him to go for it, but what did he do? He listens to his cerebral and gave her the infamous test. If she
past, he would be indeed, the happiest man on the surface of the earth.
"Hey Serena. Enjoying yourself I see."
"Hey yourself mister. I'm not talking to you."
"And why would that be?"
"Because….senile and egoistical fools are up to no goods whenever they began a sentence that states the obvious
of my activities."
"I believe you just talk to me Serena."
"Charlotte," spoke the gentle voice of Serena, could you please go behind that large water fountain and whatever
you do, stay there and don't look back at mommy, okay apple?"
The child was confuse at her mother's request and did so, without looking back. All she said was,
"Good luck Darien."
Now young Darien was as nervous as heck, sweating and whatnot. He gulps down the air in his mouth and looks
at the so-called angel of his life. "So…." The speechless boy said.
"So…." state Serena. 'It's now or never Serena-go for it!' a small voice told her.
"Darien, I wanted to ta"- Serena felt a warm embrace around her back and open her eyes to find that she was being
kissed. A million thoughts occur to her, and yet, her brain could not interpret it for she was too caught up in his affectionate
clinch. Serena knows not what to do but follow the path her Fate had put upon her. She didn't push him back, she didn't let
go, and instead, she push for the feeling of what seems like love from Darien. But perhaps her feeling were wrong, someone can't
love her...because she was tainted.
In the height of the warm moment, Darien had to let go. He felt flushed, embarrassed that the girl of his dream did not
respond back to his affectionate. "Serena, I'm so sorry…I didn't mean to…" The sentence was hush immediately by two fingers.
"Don't be. If you hadn't done it, I know I would," she softly said as the sun glisten for the triumphant that Fate had done it again.
Serena has waited patiently for Darien to reply, but he didn't. He just stood there, showing no emotion through his face or his
eyes and she couldn't help but feel disgusted that she had fall head over heel for some guy again. 'Damn it Serena! I can't believe you
did this again!'
"Darien? Oh dear! I did it again didn't I? I thought you-'' her lips, close by two fingers.
"Don't say another word. I just wanted to memorize this moment for the rest of my life-the happiest moment of my life."
"Oh Darien!"
"Serena…" The two fell into each other arms and embrace, capturing the moment where two lovers are bless with harmony of love.
Somewhere behind the marble water fountain sat a little girl no more than the age of five, who look upon the fields of lilies and
lilacs and saw the most simple thing on earth-a green meadow and upon that grass lays her mother, an ever gentle young woman in
the arm of the man she hopes one day to be her future father.
"Come now Charlotte, we mustn't disturb them."
"But Aunt Rose! I want to see what happen next!"
"Well so do I! But it's much safer if we watch them through the balcony-wouldn't you think so?"
"Hmmm…I could stay here forever."
"I hope not Serena. Do you realize how much the cost of food shall be if you stay here?"
"Oh shut up and kiss me"
"With pleasure my dear," and just when he was about to roll over and settle himself into a position to where he could kiss Serena
to the very end of his breathe, she pushes him off.
"I forgot about Charlotte!"
"Don't worry, she's not with us."
"Thank you for stating the obvious Darien, but I told her to sit behind the fountain. Oh, she must be worry." A strong set of arms
pull her down.
"If I know Mrs. Rose, and I believe I do know her sly ways, she's probably spying on us, with Charlotte, either in the balcony or
kitchen porch. So, stay with me. I can't bear to let you go."
"Oh, but I have to anyway you big Teddy Bear. I need to get ready for an interview."
"Huh?" question Darien as it was follow by a quick peck on his lips.
"I'll see you later Darien!" Shouted Serena as she ran swiftly inside the house to get ready.
"And Mrs. Cescil, what qualifications do you possess that will bring higher asset to our company?"
"Miss. Cescil…sir," correct Serena. The interviewer nodded as an understanding that he shall not make the same mistake again.
"I have experience in the field before. I'm quite asserted and determine. I'm great with people…or so what others have told me."
"I see. Now, why did you quit your previous job?"
"Well sir, I excel at my pervious job and I believe I did it well. My company refuses my proposal for working with the environmental
agency so that our company will not contribute air pollution to our city, but the board refuse my proposal. When the health inspector came,
they fine my company, and forgive me if I do not wish to say the name of the company. The directing board blames me and reduces my
salary when I warn them. I feel I had to quit sir; they were penalizing me for something I try to prevent. It was ethnically wrong and I stil
l stand on it."
Serena waited for Mr. Takeuchi to finish scribbling down her comments. She was nervous. Her palms sweat continuously. Thank
Kami she remembers to bring a handkerchief.
"How much do you expect your salary to be worth if you have the position?
"Something modest sir. Not too low or too high- somewhere between my lines of work." Again, the scribbling of a fountain pen
enters her ear. She looks at his face, trying to see if any expression escape his sternness-none whatsoever. 'Oh boy, this can't be good.'
"Tell me about your degrees and education status."
"I have a bachelor degree in both environmental science and economic and business commerce. I am currently studying for a master
degree in environmental science to hopefully pursue a desire career. Don't' get me wrong sir, I love business commerce, but I like to see the
effect of industrial with the surrounding location. Other than that, there's not much more to tell."
"What was your rank among your graduating classes?"
"I don't want to go into that detail- this job should not make matter about my rank in my class. What matter is my qualification and ability to
excel in this job," she concludes, "sir."
"I see. Well, thank you for coming in Miss. Cescil."
"Oh yes. Thank you Sir." Serena heads for the door, with a distancing voice in her head that reminded her she blew the job interviewer
and she might as well go back to Kyoto and take that lowly job offer.
"Where are you going Miss. Cescil?"
"Why sir, I'm heading out that door."
"You can't do that. It's company policy for an employee to sign the worker policy."
"Well, I'm sentient of that sir, but I'm not- OOOOOh! I see."
"Welcome to TD Finance Business Miss. Cescil."
"Oh! Thank you!" Serena hugged the kind Mr. Takeuchi before pushing him away because there might be a company policy for employees
not to do that sort of thing.
"No problem my dear, it shall be quickly dismissed. Now before you began on Monday, you'll need to know a few things. You shall be
working with our director of Financial Consultant, Setseuna Kaioh. Be here at 9 A.M sharp, don't be late, the board doesn't exactly tolerate
tardiness. I'll escort you around and introduce you to people at that time. How's that plan for Monday mourning?"
"Perfect Mr. Takeuchi. I cannot thank you enough for this opportunity."
"No, no. Don't thank me Miss. Cescil. My job was to hire the most qualify person and you just happen to be that person."
"Well, thank you anyway. Good-bye now!
Serena jump with glees and shouted out in joy, which grabbed the attention of several cubicle workers' attention. "Charlotte finally going to
have the life she deserved. And I'm finally going to have a life." Serena though about the event this morning, the sudden surprise kiss she received
by Darien and a dream job. Life could not be more perfect…everything was absolutely implausible.
She pushes the glass door of TD Financial Business and headed out, to get her daughter to celebrate her perfect day,
"Oh, excuse me. I'm sorry; I didn't mean to bump into you. Well, good-bye!" The jovial blonde apologizes and went rushing off to blend in
the crowds of late people on their way back from lunch break.
"Serena?" a dark brown hair man ponders. "I have found you love..." he grinned then disappears into the marble wall of the company.
"There you are Robert! You're late for that meeting with Mrs. Witaku."
"Oh? Where's Mr. Terrence at? I thought I had arranged a meeting with him."
"He decided to take the day off, say he didn't feel like working since it was a sunny day. If you ask me, he's probably off in bed with
another one of those girls."
"What a lazy bastard. Here we are working our asses off for that merger support and he's taking a day off?"
"I wouldn't be so hard on him Robert; he did save this company from bankruptcy and made it a zenith financial executive company in
the same year! You have to admire the guy."
"Well you can, but I won't. He took that board position from me. That job was mine…son of a-''
"Watch your mouth man!"
"Sorry…it's aggravating me to see him takes almost everything away from me. I have to work twice as hard as I did before ever since
he became a CEO."
"Yeah, but you earn a percentage more."
Robert spat, "ha! You think that matter? A percentage more? I used to have a life of a king Taiki, but now, I can't even enjoy it since I
have summary reports, accounts, and that stupid EPA workers are so damned useless…I have to do everything! God damn it all!"
"I'm not going to asked you again Robert. This isn't the time nor the place, you can cursed all you want after work, when I'm your
friend, not your boss."
"Sorry Taiki, sorry."
The rest of the day went by slowly as Robert sat, listening to the boring Mrs. Witaku drone on about unimportant matter which he have
to write a summary report about. Usually he would pay attention, but the name Darien Terrence made him mad. He should be been on the board
right now, taking a sip of wine, enjoying life and enjoying women, but no, that damn sorry excuse for a human being took it away from him.
Of course, there was a seat in the board open and he would get it, no matter what; which explains why he had taken that meeting with
Mrs. Witaku. She was a middle age woman, beauty still show, but it is slowly demising. Robert looked at her face, admiring that she still have the
courage to put on that outfit and that make-up of her. Her face was flaky, there was too much powder. In fact, there was too much green and
blue eye-shadow, there was too much dark eye-liner and mascara. It made her look hideous, like an ugly green witch trying to be prettier but
only ended up uglier. Her short skirt rode up to upper large thigh; it was a disgusting sight to see, he could see what color her undergarment was.
Her white blouse was too low, too transparent. Robert could see that she wore no bra, and her breasts were drooping and her nipples
perking out like little birds' beaks. Should he tell her to sit straight up so that way, he wouldn't have to look at that body. Robert looks up at her,
nodding a few, and answering a few. She is an unbearable uninteresting person. Her thoughts were those of five year olds, her voice tone
sounded like a person smoking a chain saw, which Mrs. Witaku would do if that chain saw had a cigarette in it. Her back bended lower, where
if he look down, just once, he could practically see everything from her belly button to her neckline; Robert frown at the thought, then he
shudders a few time more.
Everyone on the floor knew the reputation of Mrs. Witaku. She was married, and the poor guy doesn't know a thing about her. She was
how do you said? An owner of a burlesques house, and men would come into that house…only the house is her body. Everyone knew about
the open position in the board…and they also knew that the only way a person could ever be recommended for the board was through Mrs.
Witaku's house.
Robert shudders at the thought, but he knew he have to do it, he have to beat that arrogant Darien at his own game.
"Mr. Robert Kouya, if you could kindly look at me when we talk."
"Oh, but Mrs. Witaku, I rather look at you in a different way," he winked then shudder more. This was mortifying, disgusting. God! He
could just kill himself right here and then. He could do so by taking a whiff of her perfume and died. That smell, he despises it with a passion.
There was one person in the whole world who he loves to smell that odor-Serena Cescil. The blonde naïve vixen that maddens him with lust;
if time would only allow him to travel back and finish what he intended to do.
He still remembers that distinctive spring day when prom was set and he had Serena wrapped around his finger. He found it to be one
of the best evenings of his life, where his little blonde angel was thrusts against his mighty power over and over again, until he was truly
satisfied. Her deafening pierce scream was heard by no one, but only enjoy by him. How he love when she try to struggles and push him off,
but being a football player, he was at an advantage, her struggles only make him more fill with lusts and desires. It was not a couple of hours
later; when the moon could not be seen and the sky was dark as the raven feather did he stop. It was a mistake, but he was too tired and too
satisfies with his needs that the little whore ran off into the night.
He still think of her every now and fore night, her screams, and her torture still make him wanting for her. As he snap out of his trance,
he felt something growing inside his pant pocket.
"Oh…Mr. Kouya, is that for little o' me?"
"You'll see Mrs. Witaku," he said again, winking then shuddering.
"I can't take this anymore! Kiss me Robert! Take me now!"
"No!" he screamed, "I meant those who waits shall be rewarded handsomely."
"Tonight then Robert…at the Ritz; I'll see you there, love." She said, kissing him lightly on the lips then walk him out of her office.
"Yes, tonight Mrs. Witaku." After she has closed the door, he ran straight for the men's bathroom and threw up. He shudders
again, and then threw up some more.
"Ewugh, you okay buddy?"
"I'll be fine," he responds back before throwing up again.
"Hello Charlotte!"
"Mommy! Did you get it?"
"I sure did and we're going to celebrate my brand new life by going for some ice cream. How's that plan for today?"
"I'm not disagreeing with you Mommy."
"Can I come too mommy-dearest?" beckon Darien.
"You may certainly not Darien."
"Well why not? Charlotte can come, why couldn't I?"
"I don't tolerate naughty boy such as you Darien."
"Aww shuck!" Charlotte stood holding her mother's hand, quite confuse about the conversation. Her wide-eye stare
would not go unnoticed when Serena pick her up and led her to the car.
"Is Darien coming Mommy?"
"Of course! Who else will pay for us apple-pie?"
"Oh! So now Miss. High and Mighty wants me to come along huh?"
"You don't have to come if you don't want to," Serena said, walking past by him and putting Charlotte in the red Nissan. Darien
tried to remember the sweet smell of roses and vanilla as she brushes past him. There was just something about her that makes him
want to grab her body and kiss her tender lips until his death.
"So…ice cream huh?"
"Yes indeed Mr. Terrence, ice cream. Do you know still know if Crown Parlor Arcade is still at its present location?"
"I do."
"And…?"
"And what?" he asked, taunting her to her wits end. 'Perhaps she will finally experience what I have been feeling for her
all these times.'
"And shall you be telling of the Crown Parlor Arcade's location?"
"I will…but for a kiss."
"Oh, you're despicable Mr. Terrence." She kissed him quickly on the lips and grin. Serena waited for an answer, yet,
nothing came out.
"I did my end of the bargain Mr. Terrence, now it's your turn."
"That wasn't a kiss Serena…that was a quick peck on the lip like what my aunt does to me when I was little."
"A kiss is a peck Darien…and that's all you're ever going to get out of me if you don't tell me where Crown Parlor Arcade is!"
"Not until you give me a real kiss…with a bit of 'tug o war'." He added, snickering about his immature.
"OH! Never mind you arrogant jerk, I'll just find it myself." Serena got out of the car, mumbling a few curse words in French,
English, and Japanese. She would not stop until a strong pair of arms pull her back down and laugh at her.
"You're laughing at me now? Why, I ought to!" Quickly cut off by a deep and passionate kiss. Her spine went to chill with
warmth and butterfly gather around her stomach.
"That was a, real kiss," stated Darien as he tried to catch her breath. "Com'on, let's take my Benz and I'll drive us there."
"No. I would be uncomfortable in your car, just tell me the location and I'm pretty sure I can remember where is should be located at."
"It's in the Juuban District."
The car ride was in silence, comfortable silence. Charlotte was too busy looking out the window to notice that her mother
and Darien were holding hand to express their feeling for one another. Although Darien's pride was somewhat upset for he wasn't
driving, he couldn't help but cherish this moment of his life. He had a wonderful person to be with, and he chuckles lowly as he saw
Serena was still blushing from that amazing kiss they shared. Maybe he should tell her how he feel…truly feels.
"Serena…"
"Yes Darien?"
"Um…Nothing…" He said, still rubbing her free hand that wasn't on the wheel.
Ha-ha! That's it! No more! Vive! Review...please? Pretty please...for Charlotte and Darien?
Red Potato