Disclaimer: I do not any part of Sailor Moon series, manga, or characters

Disclaimer: I do not any part of Sailor Moon series, manga, or characters.

Author notes: This is an AR Sailor Moon there are no scouts or monsters. Beryl she is 25 and Serena's Aunt, Serena is 16, Brad is 27, Darien is 26 his sister Rei is 24, and Charles is 25. Amara is 22, Michelle is 20, Andrew is 27, Lita is 17, and Kimee is 19 there are some additional made up characters also.

Fire and Lace

By Hitomi De Fanel

Category alternate reality

Rated: R for language and sexual content.

Email Hitomi_de_fanel2001@yahoo.com

Prologue

"Serena, wake up! You'll be late for school" Beryl staggered slowly down the hall of her lavish New York penthouse. She had yet to recover from the party she attended the night before. Beryl Lexon a woman of twenty-five possessed a cold beauty that showed as soon as she opened her mouth. No one could deny her beauty though. She wore her red hair in a cupid still about her face. The hairstyle accented her dark green eyes and her elegant features. There were no questions to why she was one of the top international models for ten years.

"I'm up, I'll be right down Aunt Beryl" her pleasant voice chimed through the closed door to her room. Though her Aunt never showed affection for her, she kept her bright outlook on life. This just increased Beryl dislike of her sixteen-year-old ward. Serena was even more beautiful than her.  That fact made Beryl all the more bitter toward her.

Serena the Polar opposite of her Aunt shined with an inner and outer beauty her aunt could never equal. Her innocent outlook on life insured she was liked by most. The innocent look in her eyes seemingly oblivious to the attention she drew made her all the more lovable to other. In the same respect made Beryl green with envy. As a result she never passed up an opportunity to treat her poorly. When Beryl's half-brother died, Serena's father, she was given custody of her being she was her only living relative. Serena met her for the first time when she arrived in America. Beryl regarded it as a chance for publicity at the time, all publicity being good publicity in her eyes. In fact the added attention she received from her brother's death. As well as her guardianship of his daughter, helped her modeling career greatly for some time.

Serena headed downstairs in her pale pink skirt that came mid thigh and a white V-neck sweater. Her hair that fell just below her shoulders was pulled into a loose ponytail at the back of the neck. She declined the stairs quickly on her way to the kitchen. As she passed the door she was stopped by a loud knock.

 "Get the door Serena" Beryl groaned from the kitchen desperately searching for the coffee beans. "Where is the damn coffee" the sound of her screams coincided with the cupboards slamming.

 Serena walked to the door peaking through the spy hole she let out an exasperated sigh. The person on the other side of the door was not her favorite person to see so early in the morning.

 Opening the door she stared up at tall man with a pair of dark brown eyes slightly veiled by a mop of blonde hair. He wore a pair of black suit pants with a black shirt and tie to match

 "Hi Serena, you look lovely as always" he purred.

 Serena immediately felt very uncomfortable. He boar that awkward grin he seemed to have reserved for her. She glared at him stepping aside to let him in. He stepped toward her with a glint in his eyes that made her break eye contact. She stared eye level at his chest for a moment. She dared not look into those eyes again. He finally moved aside so she could close the door.

She found her voice again " Hi Brad," she sighed "Beryl is in the kitchen" motioning toward the kitchen before turning to walk away when she was stopped abruptly by a strong hand on her wrist. She looked down at the offending hand.

 "I'm here to give you a ride to school" he pulled her closer to him. His grip tightened.

"I don't need a ride." Her eyebrows furrowed.  "I can walk," she attempted to pull away from his hold as she avoided his intense stare. " Being in an enclosed space with you is the last thing I want." She added to herself.

"Don't be silly it's raining out" An amused look on his face. His words pulled her from her thoughts. A lump started to form in her throat. "Besides your Aunt requested I give you a ride" He raised one eyebrow as a smile crept on his feature. He abruptly released her wrist as Beryl entered the room.

She glared at Serena for a moment before she spoke "Brad" her tone full of warmth she walked across the room to greet him. She kissed him lightly on the lips. She noticed his attention was elsewhere she turned to see what held his attention. Her blood boiled as she realized where his attention was "Thank you for agreeing to ride Serena to school" she began barely hiding a snarl. Brad turned his attention to Beryl. She plastered a smile on her face as she continued "I have an awful headache this morning" she slowly rubbed her temple. Her mind pondering her recent discovery 'That little bitch' she thought. Then noticing Serena's lack of movement "Don't just stand there girl get your coat, your late" she barks then grabs her head again. "Can you pick her up for me? A have to meet with Revlon today" she wrapped her arm around his.

 "Of course" he whispered looking down at her. "Anything for you" his sly smile made her anger rise. Serena grabbed her books from a nearby table. Walking reluctantly to the closet to get her coat she walked out the door followed closely by a wolf in sheep's clothing.

The ride to school was relatively quiet as Serena tried wishing the traffic away. "So do you have a boyfriend Serena" Brad's deep voice interrupted the silence causing her to jump slightly. "Um-no" was her short reply as she concentrated on the raindrops on the window of his Mercedes. "That's hard to believe" he retorted glancing over at her. She did not respond. He noticed how she continued to fidget with her books. "Serena there is something I…" He started. He glanced at her again his jaw tight. "Never mind" he turned to face the road again. His grip tightened on the steering wheel. His knuckles turning white he continued the drive in silence. Arriving at the school Serena all but leapt for the car door when an earth-shattering click told her the door was now locked.

To be continued?

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