Hey guys! What's up? I'm back with a new fic! I felt that my writing for Sailor Moon
should continue. So here is a small fic. Hope you enjoy. It's a bit with humor and
definitely romance. The first chapter is a bit small, but I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon.
Bounded to Mercy
Prolugue
It was a Friday afternoon, but to me it felt like it was just slow torture.
I looked forward for the weekend, however the day was dragging away. I lay my head
on my desk as the teacher continued teaching. I was daydreaming, as usual,
when my thoughts were interuppted by my teacher.
"Serena? Serena?"
I shot up in my seat, like a bullet. My teacher just shook her head and sighed.
"If you're going to continue daydreaming in my class, I will see you after class in
detention." She announced.
I merely groaned and looked back down at my book.
Two hours after school had ended and I had remained after school and had
the lecture of the century from my teacher, I was walking toward the Arcade, where I
was "supposed" to have met up with my friends.
When I reached the Arcade, I breathed a sigh of relief. 'Finally somewhere
I actually wanted to be.
When I entered the Arcade, I looked around for familiar faces.
I spotted Andrew and waved. I then spotted Darien, my nemisis, and arch
enemy. I glared at his saucy grin.
"Hi Andy," I said happily. I sat on a stool, and reached for the milkshake
Andrew had set for me.
"What? No hello for me, Meatball head?" Darien asked, grinning. I heard
Andrew sigh. This was common when Darien and I were together. Yes, he was a
hunky, yet mysterious guy. But no way would i ever be caught dead crushing and drooling
over him, like my friend Raye did. He was a jerk and would always remain a jerk.
I merely glared at him, and stuck my nose up in the air. I heard him chuckle,
and I walked away. I decided to walk back home to not deal with such a nuisance,
but unfortunately for me, Darien didn't seem finished with annoying me. He followed
me out of the arcade. I suddenly got angry.
"Don't you get the idea I don't want to talk to you!" I shouted. This seemed
to amuse Darien.
He smirked. "I finally got a response from you, Meatball head." I groaned.
He wasn't going to stop anytime soon. As I turned the corner, with Darien still tagging
along behind me, I saw a tall figure standing on a platform. He wore a black tuxedo and
a top hat. He was holding up a wand. I realized it was a magician! A crowd began
forming around the magician and I decided to see what was in store. Finally,
something to brighten my mood. Oh, how wrong I was...
should continue. So here is a small fic. Hope you enjoy. It's a bit with humor and
definitely romance. The first chapter is a bit small, but I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon.
Bounded to Mercy
Prolugue
It was a Friday afternoon, but to me it felt like it was just slow torture.
I looked forward for the weekend, however the day was dragging away. I lay my head
on my desk as the teacher continued teaching. I was daydreaming, as usual,
when my thoughts were interuppted by my teacher.
"Serena? Serena?"
I shot up in my seat, like a bullet. My teacher just shook her head and sighed.
"If you're going to continue daydreaming in my class, I will see you after class in
detention." She announced.
I merely groaned and looked back down at my book.
Two hours after school had ended and I had remained after school and had
the lecture of the century from my teacher, I was walking toward the Arcade, where I
was "supposed" to have met up with my friends.
When I reached the Arcade, I breathed a sigh of relief. 'Finally somewhere
I actually wanted to be.
When I entered the Arcade, I looked around for familiar faces.
I spotted Andrew and waved. I then spotted Darien, my nemisis, and arch
enemy. I glared at his saucy grin.
"Hi Andy," I said happily. I sat on a stool, and reached for the milkshake
Andrew had set for me.
"What? No hello for me, Meatball head?" Darien asked, grinning. I heard
Andrew sigh. This was common when Darien and I were together. Yes, he was a
hunky, yet mysterious guy. But no way would i ever be caught dead crushing and drooling
over him, like my friend Raye did. He was a jerk and would always remain a jerk.
I merely glared at him, and stuck my nose up in the air. I heard him chuckle,
and I walked away. I decided to walk back home to not deal with such a nuisance,
but unfortunately for me, Darien didn't seem finished with annoying me. He followed
me out of the arcade. I suddenly got angry.
"Don't you get the idea I don't want to talk to you!" I shouted. This seemed
to amuse Darien.
He smirked. "I finally got a response from you, Meatball head." I groaned.
He wasn't going to stop anytime soon. As I turned the corner, with Darien still tagging
along behind me, I saw a tall figure standing on a platform. He wore a black tuxedo and
a top hat. He was holding up a wand. I realized it was a magician! A crowd began
forming around the magician and I decided to see what was in store. Finally,
something to brighten my mood. Oh, how wrong I was...