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TUXEDO MASK: EVERYTHING IN SHADES OF RED
A SAILOR MOON STORY
Prologue: A Red Rose
"Darien..." Tetsuya Natsumodo called. "Darien, why didn't you come to my birthday party? You promised you would come."
"I'm sorry, Tetsuya," a nine-year-old Darien answered. "My memory has been fuzzy ever since the accident. I remember waking up to the face of that meatball-headed girl...What was her name?"
Tetsuya paused in the street, and whispered, "Serena."
"Yeah, her. What a ditz," Darien snorted.
"Really?" Tetsuya answered. "I don't know...I thought she was kinda cute."
Darien sighed, wandering slowly up the walkway of the orphanage where he currently lived.
"Darien!" Tetsuya said, chasing after his friend. He stopped, bending over to rest his hands on his knees, his chest heaving loudly.
"Tetsuya, don't run. You'll hurt your chest," Darien scolded, placing a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Take deep breaths...That's it."
"Darien, do that thing you do," Tetsuya requested with a smile as they got inside the building.
Darien got up and stood on a chair nearby.
"Halt! You there! How dare you try to hurt innocent people!" he cried. "I am Tuxedo Mask, and I shall triumph over your evil ways!"
Darien picked a rose out of a vase, tossing it onto the floor.
"Hee, hee!" Tetsuya giggled. "You're funny, Darien!"
TUXEDO MASK: EVERYTHING IN SHADES OF RED
A SAILOR MOON STORY
Prologue: A Red Rose
"Darien..." Tetsuya Natsumodo called. "Darien, why didn't you come to my birthday party? You promised you would come."
"I'm sorry, Tetsuya," a nine-year-old Darien answered. "My memory has been fuzzy ever since the accident. I remember waking up to the face of that meatball-headed girl...What was her name?"
Tetsuya paused in the street, and whispered, "Serena."
"Yeah, her. What a ditz," Darien snorted.
"Really?" Tetsuya answered. "I don't know...I thought she was kinda cute."
Darien sighed, wandering slowly up the walkway of the orphanage where he currently lived.
"Darien!" Tetsuya said, chasing after his friend. He stopped, bending over to rest his hands on his knees, his chest heaving loudly.
"Tetsuya, don't run. You'll hurt your chest," Darien scolded, placing a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Take deep breaths...That's it."
"Darien, do that thing you do," Tetsuya requested with a smile as they got inside the building.
Darien got up and stood on a chair nearby.
"Halt! You there! How dare you try to hurt innocent people!" he cried. "I am Tuxedo Mask, and I shall triumph over your evil ways!"
Darien picked a rose out of a vase, tossing it onto the floor.
"Hee, hee!" Tetsuya giggled. "You're funny, Darien!"