My Best Friend

By Kukaburry

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon or it's characters

We were always best friends. We were meant for each other. Our lives revolved around each other. Once we fell in love, nothing could separate us. Then, something happen that nothing in heaven or hell could fix.

*Flashback*

"Hey Darien!" Serena cried, running up to him and hanging around his neck. "What's up?" The 5-year-old girl asked the bemused 7-year-old boy.

"Silly Ser. You are a meatball head." He ribbed her with his elbow. "Getting icecream again today?"

She smiled a half-toothless smile and nodded. "They have a new cake batter flavor! It's going to be so good."

"That sounds yummy. I'll come with you." He walked with her to the ice-cream parlor where his friend's parents worked. "Want me to buy?" He offered, pulling a couple of hard-earned dollars out of his pocket.

"Sure Darien! Don't call me meatball head though!" She growled as she slipped her arms around his arm. "Vanilla and cake batter swirl on a cone please." Serena gave Darien puppy dog eyes and he caved in.

"Yes, and for me, I'll have a regular chocolate cone." Darien sat down next to the munching Serena and playfully pushed the ice cream into her face, smearing it all over her hair, face and neck.

"Ahh! You stupid jerk!" The little girl yelled at him in front of all the on listeners. "You'll pay for that!" An evil gleam shone in her eye as she took the cone from him with ease and threw it down his shirt. "Happy?" She asked innocently as shivers of anger and coldness ran up his spine.

"Oh yes, you will get it when you least expect it." Darien growled menacingly.

"Don't think I won't." He walked off and laughed hauntingly.

Serena sat there dumbfounded and felt a cold piercing pain run through her. 'I'm going to get you' ran through her mind over and over as she walked home, a nervous wreck. She looked behind, and around herself to make sure Darien wasn't going to pull a fast one on her.

She was about to cross the street when she heard a crack of twigs behind her, she jumped a mile in the air and wheeled around to come face to face with a mini werewolf. Serena screamed in horror and sped across the street, followed closely
by the snapping werewolf.

Serena was so scared that she didn't even see the tree in front of her and ran smack into it. A mask flew off and Darien sat down to the unconscious Serena.

"Wake up," he pleaded, holding her hand.

"The tree ran right out in front of me." She grinned madly, looking around dazed. "Darien?" She questioned the panicked boy. "Never do that again." She laughed, tackling him to the ground. He pushed her off and ran down the street to the park.

"Catch me if you can!" He laughed, running at full speed to the ceremonious wooden bench that he had so many times caught his best friend in almost a kiss.

"Oh yeah, well watch out!" She giggled, taking off after him, not as quickly because she wanted him to get away. He was heading towards the dreaded bench. The bench where thousands of things happen a day, week and year and one of the memories involved her. Darien had tried to kiss her there four weeks ago to the day.

She arrived at the bench and looked around, wondering where he had disappeared. She yelped when someone grabbed her around the wrist. With glaring eyes, Darien whispered into her ear, "Tag, your it!" Then ran off around the swings.

A pang of relief beat in her heart. 'He didn't kiss me.' "I'm going to get you!" She raced around and around the swings in a daze. She wanted to get her best friend and be free of her anger.

*End flashback*

Cold eyes that no longer held warmth stared unmoving at a picture of their best friend. A strong hand rubbed the picture tenderly and tears were forced back in spite of themselves.

Well, that's the first chapter! You're gonna love the second one. Who is this sad person? Dum dum dum... Dramatic music! Signing off, pretty_kat79!