Change of Adress
AN: So, another random thought popped into my otherwise useless brain, and hence this story was born. I promise I will do my best to update as much and as quickly as possible, but between this new job and going to high school, it might be hard. But fear not, I'll always find a way! Read on and I hope you enjoy!
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The sky thundered loudly overhead as dark clouds blocked out the beautiful blue it had been. Their full shape made plain the threat of spilling their water. A chilly wind began to pick up, sending shivers down the spine's of all who felt it's arctic breath. Serena pulled her bright pink jacket tighter about her small frame as she trudged sadly into the Crown Arcade. She plopped down into one of the cherry red booths in the back of the arcade and rubbed her hands together in an attempt to restore feeling to them. A tall, blonde haired young man walked over to her, notepad in hand.
"Hey there Serena," Andrew said, his usual cheery smile across his face. "What can I get for you today?"
"Just a cup of hot cocoa, please," Serena said, her voice soft and unhappy. A worried look shifted onto Andrew's face and he took a seat across from Serena.
"What's wrong, Rena?" he asked, his brotherly love for her aparent in his eyes. Serena sighed with a depressed finality as she decided to tell Andrew.
"My dad...he got a new job," Serena said. The look on Andrew's face said 'what's so bad about that'. Serena cleared her throat softly, pushing herself to finish explaining. "It's in New York."
"But that's all the way in America!" Andrew said. "Won't he miss you guys when he leaves?"
"No," Serena said, her heart screaming in pain, "because he's taking us with him." Andrew's jaw dropped, his heart beat racing. Serena was leaving? Going to America? Not if he could help it!
"Can't...can't you stay with someone else then?" Andrew asked hopefully. "I mean, a responsible adult or something?" Serena's eyes glistened with new hope, but quickly sank into a depressed look once more.
"I don't know anyone that could take in another person," she said, her voice exposing how close to tears she really was.
"What about Amy, Mina, Lita, Raye?" Andrew suggested. Serena shook her head.
"Amy's mom works all the time, Mina's grandmother is a little bit wacky, Lita's parents are forever flying off to one convention or another, and as for Raye...well, I don't really think I could handle living in a temple, let alone with Raye!" Serena wiped away a tear that had rebelliously slipped down her soft, rosy cheek. Andrew let out an exhasporated sigh and placed his head in his hands.
"There HAS to be some way we can make this work..." he mumbled, the wheels in his head churning on overdrive. He snapped up, his eyes wide with the realization of an idea so obvious, he could have smacked himself for not realizing it sooner. "Stay with me!"
"What...?" Serena asked, her face showing a confused look.
"You could come stay with my sister Emily and me!" Andrew said, his face bright and cheery once more. "Our apartment has a guest room, and its in Juban's district too!" Serena smiled broadly and hugged Andrew from across the table.
"Oh Drew," she cried, "you're the best!" Andrew blushed and pushed himself up from his seat.
"I'll be right back with your cocoa," he said, smiling. Serena sighed with her new found hope. She removed her jacket and set it down next to her. Her light pink shirt showed her perfectly curved torso, and on her lower half sat a pair of low-riser denim jeans. Serena absentmindedly kicked the dirt off of her Rebok Classics and twirled a piece of her silver-blonde hair between her fingers. Andrew is so great...he's helping me stay here, with my friends. I don't know HOW I'll ever be able to repay him... Serena's thoughts were interrupted by the jingling of the door. She glanced up and groaned. A tall young man with ebony hair and peircing blue eyes stood in the door frame, running his hand through his hair. He looked over at Serena and grinned.
"Hey there Meatball Head!" he said, walking over and taking the seat Andrew had vacated.
"my name is NOT Meatball Head, Darien!" she shouted, agitation clear in her voice. "Its Serena. Se-re-na...GET IT RIGHT!" Darien chuckled softly at Serena's fiesty reply. That's part of why he argued with her like he did, and as for the other part...well, even he didn't know that.
"Ok, ok Se-re-na, don't blow a gasket!" Darien said with a small laugh.
"Darien, don't pick on her today, alright?" Andrew said as he set down a steaming cup of cocoa in front of Serena.
"Well, this is new!" Darien said, looking at Andrew with confusion written all over his face. "So what's so different about today that you have to play the hero?"
"Its Serena's business, but let's just say that its been an especially trying day for her," Andrew said wisely.
"What happened this time, Serena, fail another test?" Darien asked cockily. Serena let out a sob she had been surpressing all day.
"No!" she cried out, pain ringing in her voice. "For your information I just found out that my family is moving to New York! Andrew was GOING to let me stay with him, but if leaving means I get away from you, I guess I'm going!" Serena got up from her seat and ran out of the doors. Her pink jacket lay in the booth, and rain began to pour down in turrents. Andrew smacked Darien upside the head and shot him the dirtiest look he could muster.
"Look what you did, Dare!" Andrew shouted. "You have no idea how upset she was over having to leave! She has to leave all of her friends, me, her high school at the beginning of her senior year! And I think she'll even be sad about leaving YOU! But no, you just HAD to start up with her, and look what happened! She's outside, in THIS weather, without her jacket, and probably feeling real shitty! Happy now?" Darien's eyes went wide with shock. Andrew had never spoken to him like that before. Hell, he hadn't spoken to anyone like that before! Darien stood up, clutching Serena's jacket tightly.
"I...I didn't know," he stuttered. "I better go find her." Darien ran out the doors and headed in the direction he had seen Serena go. The rain was pouring down, and Darien could hardly see through the thick net it created. A thunder clap echoed in the sky as the rain fell steadily on. Darien tripped and fell flat on his stomach, cursing loudly as he collided with the pavement. He looked over at what he had fallen over and saw Serena curled up in a ball, trembling violently. He gathered her up into his arms and began to run again, this time towards his apartment. The building loomed into veiw and Darien quickened his pace as a large bolt of lightening streaked across the sky. The thunder exploded in a mighty roar and he felt Serena go limp in his arms. She had passed out from the firght of being outside, alone, in a thunder storm. He burst through the doors, sopping wet, and made his way swiftly into the elevator. Darien carefully pressed the button for the top floor, and he shifted Serena gingerly in his arms. He gazed down at her face and his breath caught in his throat. She looks so beautiful...just like an angel Darien thought. What in the hell? Since WHEN do I think about Sere...I mean, since when do I think about Meatball Head like that? Straighten up there, Chiba, remember who you're dealing with. The doors opened and a small hallway with two doors came into view. Darien walked over to door number 369 and turned the key in the lock. The door swung open to reveal a spacious living room, furnished with a beige leather couch and matching recliner that sat facing the large, brick fireplace. Darien set Serena down carefully on the couch and pulled her shoes of of her small feet. Crossing the room, he made up a cozy fire in the fireplace. Nealing down beside Serena, Darien brushed a stray wisp of silver-blonde hair from her face.
"Serena," he whispered softly. "Serena, wake up." Serena groaned and slowly opened her eyes. Sky blue eyes stared into deep ocean blue ones, and for a moment, they just stayed like that. Suddenly, Serena screamed.
"Where am I...!?!"
AN: So, another random thought popped into my otherwise useless brain, and hence this story was born. I promise I will do my best to update as much and as quickly as possible, but between this new job and going to high school, it might be hard. But fear not, I'll always find a way! Read on and I hope you enjoy!
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The sky thundered loudly overhead as dark clouds blocked out the beautiful blue it had been. Their full shape made plain the threat of spilling their water. A chilly wind began to pick up, sending shivers down the spine's of all who felt it's arctic breath. Serena pulled her bright pink jacket tighter about her small frame as she trudged sadly into the Crown Arcade. She plopped down into one of the cherry red booths in the back of the arcade and rubbed her hands together in an attempt to restore feeling to them. A tall, blonde haired young man walked over to her, notepad in hand.
"Hey there Serena," Andrew said, his usual cheery smile across his face. "What can I get for you today?"
"Just a cup of hot cocoa, please," Serena said, her voice soft and unhappy. A worried look shifted onto Andrew's face and he took a seat across from Serena.
"What's wrong, Rena?" he asked, his brotherly love for her aparent in his eyes. Serena sighed with a depressed finality as she decided to tell Andrew.
"My dad...he got a new job," Serena said. The look on Andrew's face said 'what's so bad about that'. Serena cleared her throat softly, pushing herself to finish explaining. "It's in New York."
"But that's all the way in America!" Andrew said. "Won't he miss you guys when he leaves?"
"No," Serena said, her heart screaming in pain, "because he's taking us with him." Andrew's jaw dropped, his heart beat racing. Serena was leaving? Going to America? Not if he could help it!
"Can't...can't you stay with someone else then?" Andrew asked hopefully. "I mean, a responsible adult or something?" Serena's eyes glistened with new hope, but quickly sank into a depressed look once more.
"I don't know anyone that could take in another person," she said, her voice exposing how close to tears she really was.
"What about Amy, Mina, Lita, Raye?" Andrew suggested. Serena shook her head.
"Amy's mom works all the time, Mina's grandmother is a little bit wacky, Lita's parents are forever flying off to one convention or another, and as for Raye...well, I don't really think I could handle living in a temple, let alone with Raye!" Serena wiped away a tear that had rebelliously slipped down her soft, rosy cheek. Andrew let out an exhasporated sigh and placed his head in his hands.
"There HAS to be some way we can make this work..." he mumbled, the wheels in his head churning on overdrive. He snapped up, his eyes wide with the realization of an idea so obvious, he could have smacked himself for not realizing it sooner. "Stay with me!"
"What...?" Serena asked, her face showing a confused look.
"You could come stay with my sister Emily and me!" Andrew said, his face bright and cheery once more. "Our apartment has a guest room, and its in Juban's district too!" Serena smiled broadly and hugged Andrew from across the table.
"Oh Drew," she cried, "you're the best!" Andrew blushed and pushed himself up from his seat.
"I'll be right back with your cocoa," he said, smiling. Serena sighed with her new found hope. She removed her jacket and set it down next to her. Her light pink shirt showed her perfectly curved torso, and on her lower half sat a pair of low-riser denim jeans. Serena absentmindedly kicked the dirt off of her Rebok Classics and twirled a piece of her silver-blonde hair between her fingers. Andrew is so great...he's helping me stay here, with my friends. I don't know HOW I'll ever be able to repay him... Serena's thoughts were interrupted by the jingling of the door. She glanced up and groaned. A tall young man with ebony hair and peircing blue eyes stood in the door frame, running his hand through his hair. He looked over at Serena and grinned.
"Hey there Meatball Head!" he said, walking over and taking the seat Andrew had vacated.
"my name is NOT Meatball Head, Darien!" she shouted, agitation clear in her voice. "Its Serena. Se-re-na...GET IT RIGHT!" Darien chuckled softly at Serena's fiesty reply. That's part of why he argued with her like he did, and as for the other part...well, even he didn't know that.
"Ok, ok Se-re-na, don't blow a gasket!" Darien said with a small laugh.
"Darien, don't pick on her today, alright?" Andrew said as he set down a steaming cup of cocoa in front of Serena.
"Well, this is new!" Darien said, looking at Andrew with confusion written all over his face. "So what's so different about today that you have to play the hero?"
"Its Serena's business, but let's just say that its been an especially trying day for her," Andrew said wisely.
"What happened this time, Serena, fail another test?" Darien asked cockily. Serena let out a sob she had been surpressing all day.
"No!" she cried out, pain ringing in her voice. "For your information I just found out that my family is moving to New York! Andrew was GOING to let me stay with him, but if leaving means I get away from you, I guess I'm going!" Serena got up from her seat and ran out of the doors. Her pink jacket lay in the booth, and rain began to pour down in turrents. Andrew smacked Darien upside the head and shot him the dirtiest look he could muster.
"Look what you did, Dare!" Andrew shouted. "You have no idea how upset she was over having to leave! She has to leave all of her friends, me, her high school at the beginning of her senior year! And I think she'll even be sad about leaving YOU! But no, you just HAD to start up with her, and look what happened! She's outside, in THIS weather, without her jacket, and probably feeling real shitty! Happy now?" Darien's eyes went wide with shock. Andrew had never spoken to him like that before. Hell, he hadn't spoken to anyone like that before! Darien stood up, clutching Serena's jacket tightly.
"I...I didn't know," he stuttered. "I better go find her." Darien ran out the doors and headed in the direction he had seen Serena go. The rain was pouring down, and Darien could hardly see through the thick net it created. A thunder clap echoed in the sky as the rain fell steadily on. Darien tripped and fell flat on his stomach, cursing loudly as he collided with the pavement. He looked over at what he had fallen over and saw Serena curled up in a ball, trembling violently. He gathered her up into his arms and began to run again, this time towards his apartment. The building loomed into veiw and Darien quickened his pace as a large bolt of lightening streaked across the sky. The thunder exploded in a mighty roar and he felt Serena go limp in his arms. She had passed out from the firght of being outside, alone, in a thunder storm. He burst through the doors, sopping wet, and made his way swiftly into the elevator. Darien carefully pressed the button for the top floor, and he shifted Serena gingerly in his arms. He gazed down at her face and his breath caught in his throat. She looks so beautiful...just like an angel Darien thought. What in the hell? Since WHEN do I think about Sere...I mean, since when do I think about Meatball Head like that? Straighten up there, Chiba, remember who you're dealing with. The doors opened and a small hallway with two doors came into view. Darien walked over to door number 369 and turned the key in the lock. The door swung open to reveal a spacious living room, furnished with a beige leather couch and matching recliner that sat facing the large, brick fireplace. Darien set Serena down carefully on the couch and pulled her shoes of of her small feet. Crossing the room, he made up a cozy fire in the fireplace. Nealing down beside Serena, Darien brushed a stray wisp of silver-blonde hair from her face.
"Serena," he whispered softly. "Serena, wake up." Serena groaned and slowly opened her eyes. Sky blue eyes stared into deep ocean blue ones, and for a moment, they just stayed like that. Suddenly, Serena screamed.
"Where am I...!?!"