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Teaser: After a battle Darien comes home to find.... HIMSELF?!
Can Darien's past self really
help Darien teach himself a lesson?
*************
Rei shivered as a cold wind rushed through the back of the door.
Chad had been spying on her
fire reading and she had chased him off, but Chad had forgotten
to shut the door. Rei shifted her
weight slightly onto her left knee. Her right one was already
beginning to feel the hard wooden
floor through the pillow. A bead of sweat trickled down Rei's
back, but she made no move to
wipe it. Her back was freezing and cold, while the front was
sweating and hot. The fire licked the
ceiling as the priestess muttered the ceremonial chant, trying
to get a response.
Suddenly, the fire flashed a brilliant green, before settling
back to the usual red and orange tones.
The fire was ready for questioning.
"Great Fire, tell me what we are to expect."
Rei knelt down and kissed the floor three times before repeating
the question. The fire rose even
higher and Rei watched as the image of Darien appeared. All of a
sudden a small boy, that looked
a great deal like Darien was appearing next to him. Then,
something happened that even Rei
couldn't explain.
A voice spoke. It was very hushed, but Rei could tell that the
lady speaker was trying very hard
not to show any emotion. Then, the voice told Rei something that
caused the girl to fall over.
But what the voice said is between Rei and the great fire, not
us.
***
Tuxedo Mask rubbed his left arm, cradling the large bruise that
he had acquired that night. A
small trickle of blood ran down his face, but he made no move to
wipe it. He only wanted to go
home and think of one thing... well, two. A nice warm fluffy
bed.... and Serena.
'You do not want to go home and think about Serena!' he scolded
himself. For some reason,
Darien was having a real problem admitting that he had fallen in
love with a -fourteen- year old.
A freshman.
Well, he was a freshman too....
'In college.' Darien reminded himself bitterly.
Tonight's events had held a particular nasty battle. The
negaverse looked like they were taking
more time to train the monsters to fight and kill, rather than
drain energy. Tuxedo shuddered as
he thought about the look on Sailor Moon's face when Sailor
Venus was grabbed by the monster
and thrown twenty feet through the air, landing on the hard
asphalt, one of her legs sticking out at
a funny angle.
Oh well, the battle was done, the monster defeated and Sailor
Moon and the other scouts safe and
sound, with the exception of Venus.
Tuxedo Mask looked up as he crossed another roof top and jumped
onto the roof of his
apartment. The moon was big tonight. Something about it...
Darien silently mused over it, but the
thought of a fluffy warm bed soon over took his body and he
powered down.
Climbing down the stairs, Darien sleepily made his way down the
hallway and into his
apartment. He shut the door with a soft click and threw off his
shoes. Yawing, he stumbled into
his bedroom. Taking off his shirt and changing into some
pajamas... Darien flopped onto the bed.
Tonight all he was going to dream about was his princess.
***
"Wake up! I'm hungry!"
Darien sleepily opened his eyes to see blue eyes reflecting back
at him. Wait... I live alone!
"AAAHHHHH!" Darien screamed, waking up suddenly. He jumped out
of bed and whirled
around, meeting his unwelcome guest.
"Who are you and what are you doing here? I warn you I'm armed
and am prepared to kil-"
Darien broke off as he realized who his attacker was. A small
boy, around the age of six or seven.
was sitting cross legged on top of Darien's bedspread. The child
had jet black hair and deep blue
eyes. He smiled quirkily up at Darien.
"You're funny," the kid giggled, pointing at Darien's face.
Darien relaxed a little, seeing that the
child was of no real threat.
"Uhhh.... who are you?" Darien asked once again, coming to sit
next to the child. The kid's face
turned toward Darien, a giant smile plastered on his features.
"My name is Darien. Who are you? Do you have anything to eat?"
he asked eagerly.
"Darien?!"
"Yeah Darien, Darien Chiba, but everybody calls me Dare!"
Darien's heart stopped and he seemed to have stopped breathing.
"Darien Chiba?!" he croaked
out, eyes going wide with disbelief. Dare looked down on him
with a look of wonderment.
"Are you supposed to be all white?"
Then Darien did something that he had never done before, even in
the face of life threatening
danger.
He fainted.
***
Darien's eyelids fluttered open as he felt a small hand slapping
his face.
"Hey Mister! Wake up!"
Darien groaned, gently pushing the boy's hand away. "I'm up, I'm
up," he muttered, sitting up and
proceeding to rub his temples with his forefingers. How could
this be? This boy... Dare, he
couldn't be Darien Chiba. Darien was Darien Chiba, and he didn't
even know if that was his real
name. That was the name that was given to him at the orphanage,
he hadn't even bothered to find
out if the name was his by birth. And what about his parents? if
this kid, though impossible, was
his past self, he could tell Darien all about his mother and
father.
Darien groaned again, lacing his head between his knees,
allowing the blood to rush to his head.
This was too much for his brain to handle, too much after
passing out. His thoughts were cut
short by a small tug at the bottom of his shirt.
"I'm hungry," complained Dare as he glanced up at his new
friend.
"Oh, boy... what a day." Darien muttered as he stood up and
walked into the kitchen. Dare
followed close behind.
"Hey Mister, what is your name?" Dare asked, glancing around the
large kitchen. Darien stopped
and turned around, facing the boy.
"Darien, Darien Chiba," Darien said, a crazy grin covering his
face. He had reached the
conclusion that this was all a zany weird mixed up dream. There
was no way that his past self
could have come back in real life, so this had to be a dream ...
...right?
Dare's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "Wow! You have the
same name as me!" he said,
jumping up and down. Then he went back onto his one track mind.
"Do you have any food? I'm hungry."
Darien nodded as he pulled out a box of cereal from the
cupboard. "Here kid," he said as he
pushed the box across the counter. He had to suppress a chuckle
as Dare's face scrunched up into
a look of disgust. "Ewwww! I don't want OLD people cereal. I
want something with
marshmallows in it."
"Sure, how about I take you out for breakfast?" Darien asked,
provoking a squeal of excitement
out of his small guest.
"Cool! Mommy and Daddy hardly take me out to breakfast. All I
ever get to eat is cereal. Then
Mommy has to go to work."
Dare had hit a nerve. Darien felt himself go weak, all the blood
draining from his face.
"Your..your moth- mother?" he croaked, feeling a large lump rise
in his throat. Dare turned his
eyes curiously on Darien.
"Yeah my Mommy. She works at the green house with all the other
scientists."
"Dare, how old are you?" Darien asked, his parents were killed
on his seventh birthday.....
"I'm six, going on seven real soon!" Dare proclaimed, holding
out seven fingers and boasting his
chest forward proudly. "Mommy and Daddy were going to take me to
the mountains. They have
snow all the time!"
Now there stood only a small amount of doubt in Darien's mind,
could this boy, this boy that
came out of nowhere, really be here. But wait... hadn't Darien
already confirmed that this was
one of those wacky strange dreams. 'But you only dream of the
princess...'
"Okay, Dare, I think that you might be me, from the past."
"REALLY?! You mean like time traveling? Cool, I'm in the future!
Zoom! Zoom! Zoom!" Dare
screamed as he tore around the apartment, holding his arms out
like wings. He sped in circles in
the living room, making Darien very queasy "I'm a spaceship!"
Dare proclaimed, jumping up and
down on the couch. "looke me go!"
"Common, let's go get you some breakfast."
***
"Hi Darien!" Andrew called looking up from his morning paper.
Usually Darien came to the
arcade on Saturdays, but this time he seemed, different.
"Whoah! Who is this?" Andrew asked,
catching sight of Dare.
He raised his eyebrows at Darien who only met him with a blank
stare. Andrew's gaze drifted
back to the small boy before leaning over the counter.
"Hey, how would you like to take the racing game for a test
drive?" Andrew asked, holding out
three dollars in quarters for the boy. Dare squealed with
delight before taking all the coins and
racing over to the game.
"So, Darien, who is the kid?" Andrew asked, his attention
turning back to Darien.
Darien ran a hand through his hair and faced Andrew.
"I really don't know... he was in my room after I had a well....
you know" Darien said, casting a
sideways glance at his friend. Long ago Andrew had been over at
Darien's apartment, hanging
out and watching some football. It was then the negaverse
decided to let a monster loose in the
city, Darien had received the symptom, a steadily growing pain
that refused to leave until he
transformed... and well, he had too, right in front of Andrew.
Andrew remembered well the look
of fear that he saw cross Darien's features, but had promised to
keep his friend's identify a secret.
Andrew nodded in understanding, before urging Darien to
continue.
"He looks so much like you." Andrew mussed.
"I know... but what I'm saying is I think he actually might be
m-" Darien was cut short by a very
tired, but commanding voice.
"Darien I need to talk with you a sec, okay?"
Rei was standing right before Darien and she let out a strained
smile when he nodded. She had
been eavesdropping just long enough to hear the last sentence.
'So the fire was right, the voice
was correct....'
Darien heaved himself off the stool and followed Rei to a corner
booth. "So, what did you want
to talk to me about?" Darien asked, his eyes still fixed on
Dare.
"I know."
The voice was so quiet, that Darien barely heard it. His head
jerked towards Rei.
"Know what?"
Rei glanced up at him, his blue eyes were fixed apron her,
waiting for her to answer.
"I know about him," she said, pointing to Dare. " I know he is
your past self... but I don't know
what he is doing here."
Darien visibly relaxed, so she was talking about Dare, not about
him being Tuxedo Mask,
everything was going to turn out all right... He was safe,
totally emerged in secrecy.
"I also know you are Tuxedo Mask."
The sense of security, his sureness, crumbled down.
"Wha...?" Darien began turning in his seat, facing Rei. He
cursed himself silently, already telling
himself the shock and fear he felt on his face were enough to
give anybody the clue that they had
found out his most precious secret. Deciding that he would make
a total moron out of himself if
he tried to cover up, he decided not to deny it.
"So, you couldn't prove it to anybody if they -did- believe
you." He said, an amount of what
Darien hoped was confidence showing on his face.
Rei rolled her eyes... didn't this guy have a clue? What the
heck did he think she was going to do
to him, blackmail him?! This guy had an over large ego, that was
for sure.
"Look you dweeb, I don't want to black mail you, just help you
confirm that this, that *he* is
your younger self. Like I said, I don't know why he is here, but
supposedly you have to open up a
new emotion or something or other. But I would be careful, he
does look an awful lot like your
son...."
Darien continued to stare at the girl as she stood up and walked
out of the arcade, leaving him
alone to think about her words, and his thoughts.
***
"I'M HUNGRY!" Dare wailed as he lost the game, using up the last
of the quarters. Darien
leaped up off of the red vinyl seat and ran to the boy's side.
"Stop wailing, I'll get you something to eat... you are starting
to sound like Serena!" Darien
exclaimed, helping the boy get out of the seat. He took Dare up
to the counter where Andrew,
bless his soul, had already set out a steaming platter of eggs
and bacon.
"Yum!" Dare murmured as he took a huge mouthful of eggs in his
mouth.
"So," Dare said in between mouthfuls, "Is the Serena girl your
girlfriend?"
Darien stopped, a piece of bacon halfway into his mouth. He
slowly removed it and set it on a
napkin while he struggled to find words to answer his younger
self.
"Uhhhhh.... well...."
"NO! I am *NOT* Darien's girlfriend!"
***
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Teaser: After a battle Darien comes home to find.... HIMSELF?!
Can Darien's past self really
help Darien teach himself a lesson?
*************
Rei shivered as a cold wind rushed through the back of the door.
Chad had been spying on her
fire reading and she had chased him off, but Chad had forgotten
to shut the door. Rei shifted her
weight slightly onto her left knee. Her right one was already
beginning to feel the hard wooden
floor through the pillow. A bead of sweat trickled down Rei's
back, but she made no move to
wipe it. Her back was freezing and cold, while the front was
sweating and hot. The fire licked the
ceiling as the priestess muttered the ceremonial chant, trying
to get a response.
Suddenly, the fire flashed a brilliant green, before settling
back to the usual red and orange tones.
The fire was ready for questioning.
"Great Fire, tell me what we are to expect."
Rei knelt down and kissed the floor three times before repeating
the question. The fire rose even
higher and Rei watched as the image of Darien appeared. All of a
sudden a small boy, that looked
a great deal like Darien was appearing next to him. Then,
something happened that even Rei
couldn't explain.
A voice spoke. It was very hushed, but Rei could tell that the
lady speaker was trying very hard
not to show any emotion. Then, the voice told Rei something that
caused the girl to fall over.
But what the voice said is between Rei and the great fire, not
us.
***
Tuxedo Mask rubbed his left arm, cradling the large bruise that
he had acquired that night. A
small trickle of blood ran down his face, but he made no move to
wipe it. He only wanted to go
home and think of one thing... well, two. A nice warm fluffy
bed.... and Serena.
'You do not want to go home and think about Serena!' he scolded
himself. For some reason,
Darien was having a real problem admitting that he had fallen in
love with a -fourteen- year old.
A freshman.
Well, he was a freshman too....
'In college.' Darien reminded himself bitterly.
Tonight's events had held a particular nasty battle. The
negaverse looked like they were taking
more time to train the monsters to fight and kill, rather than
drain energy. Tuxedo shuddered as
he thought about the look on Sailor Moon's face when Sailor
Venus was grabbed by the monster
and thrown twenty feet through the air, landing on the hard
asphalt, one of her legs sticking out at
a funny angle.
Oh well, the battle was done, the monster defeated and Sailor
Moon and the other scouts safe and
sound, with the exception of Venus.
Tuxedo Mask looked up as he crossed another roof top and jumped
onto the roof of his
apartment. The moon was big tonight. Something about it...
Darien silently mused over it, but the
thought of a fluffy warm bed soon over took his body and he
powered down.
Climbing down the stairs, Darien sleepily made his way down the
hallway and into his
apartment. He shut the door with a soft click and threw off his
shoes. Yawing, he stumbled into
his bedroom. Taking off his shirt and changing into some
pajamas... Darien flopped onto the bed.
Tonight all he was going to dream about was his princess.
***
"Wake up! I'm hungry!"
Darien sleepily opened his eyes to see blue eyes reflecting back
at him. Wait... I live alone!
"AAAHHHHH!" Darien screamed, waking up suddenly. He jumped out
of bed and whirled
around, meeting his unwelcome guest.
"Who are you and what are you doing here? I warn you I'm armed
and am prepared to kil-"
Darien broke off as he realized who his attacker was. A small
boy, around the age of six or seven.
was sitting cross legged on top of Darien's bedspread. The child
had jet black hair and deep blue
eyes. He smiled quirkily up at Darien.
"You're funny," the kid giggled, pointing at Darien's face.
Darien relaxed a little, seeing that the
child was of no real threat.
"Uhhh.... who are you?" Darien asked once again, coming to sit
next to the child. The kid's face
turned toward Darien, a giant smile plastered on his features.
"My name is Darien. Who are you? Do you have anything to eat?"
he asked eagerly.
"Darien?!"
"Yeah Darien, Darien Chiba, but everybody calls me Dare!"
Darien's heart stopped and he seemed to have stopped breathing.
"Darien Chiba?!" he croaked
out, eyes going wide with disbelief. Dare looked down on him
with a look of wonderment.
"Are you supposed to be all white?"
Then Darien did something that he had never done before, even in
the face of life threatening
danger.
He fainted.
***
Darien's eyelids fluttered open as he felt a small hand slapping
his face.
"Hey Mister! Wake up!"
Darien groaned, gently pushing the boy's hand away. "I'm up, I'm
up," he muttered, sitting up and
proceeding to rub his temples with his forefingers. How could
this be? This boy... Dare, he
couldn't be Darien Chiba. Darien was Darien Chiba, and he didn't
even know if that was his real
name. That was the name that was given to him at the orphanage,
he hadn't even bothered to find
out if the name was his by birth. And what about his parents? if
this kid, though impossible, was
his past self, he could tell Darien all about his mother and
father.
Darien groaned again, lacing his head between his knees,
allowing the blood to rush to his head.
This was too much for his brain to handle, too much after
passing out. His thoughts were cut
short by a small tug at the bottom of his shirt.
"I'm hungry," complained Dare as he glanced up at his new
friend.
"Oh, boy... what a day." Darien muttered as he stood up and
walked into the kitchen. Dare
followed close behind.
"Hey Mister, what is your name?" Dare asked, glancing around the
large kitchen. Darien stopped
and turned around, facing the boy.
"Darien, Darien Chiba," Darien said, a crazy grin covering his
face. He had reached the
conclusion that this was all a zany weird mixed up dream. There
was no way that his past self
could have come back in real life, so this had to be a dream ...
...right?
Dare's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "Wow! You have the
same name as me!" he said,
jumping up and down. Then he went back onto his one track mind.
"Do you have any food? I'm hungry."
Darien nodded as he pulled out a box of cereal from the
cupboard. "Here kid," he said as he
pushed the box across the counter. He had to suppress a chuckle
as Dare's face scrunched up into
a look of disgust. "Ewwww! I don't want OLD people cereal. I
want something with
marshmallows in it."
"Sure, how about I take you out for breakfast?" Darien asked,
provoking a squeal of excitement
out of his small guest.
"Cool! Mommy and Daddy hardly take me out to breakfast. All I
ever get to eat is cereal. Then
Mommy has to go to work."
Dare had hit a nerve. Darien felt himself go weak, all the blood
draining from his face.
"Your..your moth- mother?" he croaked, feeling a large lump rise
in his throat. Dare turned his
eyes curiously on Darien.
"Yeah my Mommy. She works at the green house with all the other
scientists."
"Dare, how old are you?" Darien asked, his parents were killed
on his seventh birthday.....
"I'm six, going on seven real soon!" Dare proclaimed, holding
out seven fingers and boasting his
chest forward proudly. "Mommy and Daddy were going to take me to
the mountains. They have
snow all the time!"
Now there stood only a small amount of doubt in Darien's mind,
could this boy, this boy that
came out of nowhere, really be here. But wait... hadn't Darien
already confirmed that this was
one of those wacky strange dreams. 'But you only dream of the
princess...'
"Okay, Dare, I think that you might be me, from the past."
"REALLY?! You mean like time traveling? Cool, I'm in the future!
Zoom! Zoom! Zoom!" Dare
screamed as he tore around the apartment, holding his arms out
like wings. He sped in circles in
the living room, making Darien very queasy "I'm a spaceship!"
Dare proclaimed, jumping up and
down on the couch. "looke me go!"
"Common, let's go get you some breakfast."
***
"Hi Darien!" Andrew called looking up from his morning paper.
Usually Darien came to the
arcade on Saturdays, but this time he seemed, different.
"Whoah! Who is this?" Andrew asked,
catching sight of Dare.
He raised his eyebrows at Darien who only met him with a blank
stare. Andrew's gaze drifted
back to the small boy before leaning over the counter.
"Hey, how would you like to take the racing game for a test
drive?" Andrew asked, holding out
three dollars in quarters for the boy. Dare squealed with
delight before taking all the coins and
racing over to the game.
"So, Darien, who is the kid?" Andrew asked, his attention
turning back to Darien.
Darien ran a hand through his hair and faced Andrew.
"I really don't know... he was in my room after I had a well....
you know" Darien said, casting a
sideways glance at his friend. Long ago Andrew had been over at
Darien's apartment, hanging
out and watching some football. It was then the negaverse
decided to let a monster loose in the
city, Darien had received the symptom, a steadily growing pain
that refused to leave until he
transformed... and well, he had too, right in front of Andrew.
Andrew remembered well the look
of fear that he saw cross Darien's features, but had promised to
keep his friend's identify a secret.
Andrew nodded in understanding, before urging Darien to
continue.
"He looks so much like you." Andrew mussed.
"I know... but what I'm saying is I think he actually might be
m-" Darien was cut short by a very
tired, but commanding voice.
"Darien I need to talk with you a sec, okay?"
Rei was standing right before Darien and she let out a strained
smile when he nodded. She had
been eavesdropping just long enough to hear the last sentence.
'So the fire was right, the voice
was correct....'
Darien heaved himself off the stool and followed Rei to a corner
booth. "So, what did you want
to talk to me about?" Darien asked, his eyes still fixed on
Dare.
"I know."
The voice was so quiet, that Darien barely heard it. His head
jerked towards Rei.
"Know what?"
Rei glanced up at him, his blue eyes were fixed apron her,
waiting for her to answer.
"I know about him," she said, pointing to Dare. " I know he is
your past self... but I don't know
what he is doing here."
Darien visibly relaxed, so she was talking about Dare, not about
him being Tuxedo Mask,
everything was going to turn out all right... He was safe,
totally emerged in secrecy.
"I also know you are Tuxedo Mask."
The sense of security, his sureness, crumbled down.
"Wha...?" Darien began turning in his seat, facing Rei. He
cursed himself silently, already telling
himself the shock and fear he felt on his face were enough to
give anybody the clue that they had
found out his most precious secret. Deciding that he would make
a total moron out of himself if
he tried to cover up, he decided not to deny it.
"So, you couldn't prove it to anybody if they -did- believe
you." He said, an amount of what
Darien hoped was confidence showing on his face.
Rei rolled her eyes... didn't this guy have a clue? What the
heck did he think she was going to do
to him, blackmail him?! This guy had an over large ego, that was
for sure.
"Look you dweeb, I don't want to black mail you, just help you
confirm that this, that *he* is
your younger self. Like I said, I don't know why he is here, but
supposedly you have to open up a
new emotion or something or other. But I would be careful, he
does look an awful lot like your
son...."
Darien continued to stare at the girl as she stood up and walked
out of the arcade, leaving him
alone to think about her words, and his thoughts.
***
"I'M HUNGRY!" Dare wailed as he lost the game, using up the last
of the quarters. Darien
leaped up off of the red vinyl seat and ran to the boy's side.
"Stop wailing, I'll get you something to eat... you are starting
to sound like Serena!" Darien
exclaimed, helping the boy get out of the seat. He took Dare up
to the counter where Andrew,
bless his soul, had already set out a steaming platter of eggs
and bacon.
"Yum!" Dare murmured as he took a huge mouthful of eggs in his
mouth.
"So," Dare said in between mouthfuls, "Is the Serena girl your
girlfriend?"
Darien stopped, a piece of bacon halfway into his mouth. He
slowly removed it and set it on a
napkin while he struggled to find words to answer his younger
self.
"Uhhhhh.... well...."
"NO! I am *NOT* Darien's girlfriend!"
***
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