"Playing Matchmaker"
By Lady Starra
Prologue: The Mission is Clear
E-mail: LadyStarra@yahoo.com
Hey, minna-chan, here is the prologue of my first fanfic! It starts in
the episode where Serena wants to model and Darien teases her about it.
If it seems kind of like a repeat of the episode, I'm sorry, but I
thought it would be a perfect place to start the story. It's not that
long, but I usually like to keep my introductions short, sweet and to
the point, so I can get to the real part of the story. This story will
keep switching viewpoints, so don't get lost! Enjoy!
Standard disclaimers apply.
~ ANDREW ~
"Cheer up, Serena! What does your brother know, anyway? Forget
him. If you want to go into modeling, you've gotta just go for it!"
"Do you really think so, Andrew? Do you think I've got what it
takes?" Serena asked me.
I was about to respond when Darien jumped in.
"Absolutely. I can see you tumbling right off the stage.
Braying like a donkey! It's Serena the Hyena!"
"Just stay out of this, okay, Darien? Who asked you?" Serena
fumed.
Well, here we go again. Can't those two even attempt to be
nice to each other? First come the insults, then come the flying
objects. This routine of theirs is getting old, and it's also getting
on my nerves. I'm more irritated with Darien, though. For a guy in
college, he can be so immature sometimes. If you think about it, he's
really the one who started this endless war, so I don't really blame
Serena for reacting the way he does. Still, I just wish they'd knock
it off.
"I'm just trying to help you, Serena," Darien continued.
"Modeling's tough work. You have to get up early and do exactly what
you're told. You've got to be on time, and you really have to watch
what you eat. You can't eat any junk!"
"Creep! How would you know?"
"Well, actually, when I first got out of high school, I did
some modeling to help pay my tuition," Darien told her.
"YOU did modeling? No way!" Serena replied, shocked.
"Sure did. It's not all glamour, believe me."
"Yeah? Well, don't you worry about me, buddy!"
"I'm not. I KNOW you're going to fail. You're never on time,
you're always cramming junk food into your mouth, and you can't walk
one block without falling downand taking at least three other people
with you," Darien sneered.
Gosh Darien, was that REALLY necessary?
"Thank you so very, very much, Darien! But I'm going to do
just fine! You watch!" Serena replied, her voice trembling. With that,
she stormed out of the arcade with Luna trailing behind her. For a
moment, I wondered about how unusually smart Serena's cat was, always
staying close to her and how she responded to everything Serena said.
Oh, Serena looked completely livid, and rightfully so. That comment
was way harsh, even for Darien. I felt like I had to stand up for her.
"Darien, sometimes you can be a real jerk. How come you're
always so rough on that poor girl?" I scolded.
"I really don't mean to be. It's just this strange feeling
that comes over me when I'm around her," Darien said.
"Strange feeling?" I asked.
"A feeling that I...just can't quite explain.
Hmmm! Now, this was interesting. Could it be that the
high-and-mighty Darien Chiba is attracted to the so-called Meatball
Head? Something told me that this was more than just a "strange
feeling." I knew there were a lot of guys out there that would happily
date Serena, if for her looks alone. She WAS an attractive girl. I
don't know why, but all of a sudden I thought that maybe Serena would
be just what Darien needed is his life. She was kind, funny, loved by
everyone, and from what I've seen, always there for her friends when
they were down. Sure, she wasn't the most graceful or academic person
in the world, but all her other qualities seemed to outweigh those
things. I think maybe Darien saw all those things in her too, but I
knew something was holding him back.
"Seriously, Dar, maybe you should apologize the next time you
see her," I suggested.
"WHAT? Apologize? To Meatball Head? You HAVE to be kidding!"
he exclaimed.
I don't believe this guy!
"Why are you being so immature about all this?"
"Even if I did, she wouldn't accept my apology."
"How do you know that?"
"Because she hates me, or haven't you noticed that yet?"
"Well gee, Darien, I wonder why!"
"If I apologize, she'll just walk all over me. Besides, what
do I care what she thinks of me, anyway?" Darien said.
"Darien, Serena does not hate anyone. Will you just cut the
crap already?" I said, getting frustrated.
"Andrew, Serena DOES hate me. NOTHING I do or say is gonna
change that," Darien said.
"Oh! I give up!"
But, I really wasn't ready to give up just yet. 'Maybe nothing
YOU do can change it, Darien,' I thought, 'But maybe Andrew Furuhata
can!'
~ DARIEN ~
I could tell Andrew was upset with me. All right, maybe I went
overboard with the insults this time. I just can't help it. I don't
know how to explain it, but Serena effects me in the weirdest way. I
guess she's an okay girl. She's one of the biggest klutzes I've ever
met, and she never seems to take anything important seriously. But
everyone loves her, and from what I can tell, she loves life and loves
people...except maybe for me. I feel a slight pain in my chest.
'Everyone but me...'
I harden my heart at the thought. So what? I don't care if she
likes me or not. Besides, I have a mission to think about. I have a
princess to find and can't contemplate my feelings for a mere fifteen-
year-old, even though she IS kind of cute...in a childlike sort of way.
Again, I sit down at the Sailor V game to try and get rid of my
frustrations.
I thought about what Andrew said. Should I apologize to her?
Don't, one part of me says. You'll just show her you're soft. If she
starts thinking that, it can't be too good for you. Another part of
me wants to apologize, because it's the right thing to do. But, I
decide against it. She would never take me seriously, anyway. My mind
tells me that I hate her. Yet, my heart isn't buying it. Eh, gads!
Serena, Sailor Moon, the Princess...why are there so many women in my
life who do nothing but puzzle me?
~ SERENA ~
Storming out of the arcade, I can practically feel the steam
coming out of my ears. I hate him, I hate him, I hate him! Okay, so
maybe I'm not the most graceful or punctual person on earth, but he
didn't have to rip me apart like that in front of Andrew. I'll admit
I'm not always very polite to him, either, but he's the one who
started this whole thing the first time he called me Meatball Head.
But if he weren't calling me that, then he'd find some other insult to
throw at me.
I guess Darien does have his good points. He's smart. He
drives a nice car. And I guess he's kind of cute...well, okay, he's
REALLY cute. But what good is all that stuff if he's got a rotten
personality along with it? He's so arrogant and obnoxious and rude!
Not to mention immature! Doesn't he have better things to do than pick
on the high school students? If there's one thing I can't stand, it's
rude, snobby bullies. Andrew always insists he's not that bad, but if
so, I'd sure like to see it for myself!
By Lady Starra
Prologue: The Mission is Clear
E-mail: LadyStarra@yahoo.com
Hey, minna-chan, here is the prologue of my first fanfic! It starts in
the episode where Serena wants to model and Darien teases her about it.
If it seems kind of like a repeat of the episode, I'm sorry, but I
thought it would be a perfect place to start the story. It's not that
long, but I usually like to keep my introductions short, sweet and to
the point, so I can get to the real part of the story. This story will
keep switching viewpoints, so don't get lost! Enjoy!
Standard disclaimers apply.
~ ANDREW ~
"Cheer up, Serena! What does your brother know, anyway? Forget
him. If you want to go into modeling, you've gotta just go for it!"
"Do you really think so, Andrew? Do you think I've got what it
takes?" Serena asked me.
I was about to respond when Darien jumped in.
"Absolutely. I can see you tumbling right off the stage.
Braying like a donkey! It's Serena the Hyena!"
"Just stay out of this, okay, Darien? Who asked you?" Serena
fumed.
Well, here we go again. Can't those two even attempt to be
nice to each other? First come the insults, then come the flying
objects. This routine of theirs is getting old, and it's also getting
on my nerves. I'm more irritated with Darien, though. For a guy in
college, he can be so immature sometimes. If you think about it, he's
really the one who started this endless war, so I don't really blame
Serena for reacting the way he does. Still, I just wish they'd knock
it off.
"I'm just trying to help you, Serena," Darien continued.
"Modeling's tough work. You have to get up early and do exactly what
you're told. You've got to be on time, and you really have to watch
what you eat. You can't eat any junk!"
"Creep! How would you know?"
"Well, actually, when I first got out of high school, I did
some modeling to help pay my tuition," Darien told her.
"YOU did modeling? No way!" Serena replied, shocked.
"Sure did. It's not all glamour, believe me."
"Yeah? Well, don't you worry about me, buddy!"
"I'm not. I KNOW you're going to fail. You're never on time,
you're always cramming junk food into your mouth, and you can't walk
one block without falling downand taking at least three other people
with you," Darien sneered.
Gosh Darien, was that REALLY necessary?
"Thank you so very, very much, Darien! But I'm going to do
just fine! You watch!" Serena replied, her voice trembling. With that,
she stormed out of the arcade with Luna trailing behind her. For a
moment, I wondered about how unusually smart Serena's cat was, always
staying close to her and how she responded to everything Serena said.
Oh, Serena looked completely livid, and rightfully so. That comment
was way harsh, even for Darien. I felt like I had to stand up for her.
"Darien, sometimes you can be a real jerk. How come you're
always so rough on that poor girl?" I scolded.
"I really don't mean to be. It's just this strange feeling
that comes over me when I'm around her," Darien said.
"Strange feeling?" I asked.
"A feeling that I...just can't quite explain.
Hmmm! Now, this was interesting. Could it be that the
high-and-mighty Darien Chiba is attracted to the so-called Meatball
Head? Something told me that this was more than just a "strange
feeling." I knew there were a lot of guys out there that would happily
date Serena, if for her looks alone. She WAS an attractive girl. I
don't know why, but all of a sudden I thought that maybe Serena would
be just what Darien needed is his life. She was kind, funny, loved by
everyone, and from what I've seen, always there for her friends when
they were down. Sure, she wasn't the most graceful or academic person
in the world, but all her other qualities seemed to outweigh those
things. I think maybe Darien saw all those things in her too, but I
knew something was holding him back.
"Seriously, Dar, maybe you should apologize the next time you
see her," I suggested.
"WHAT? Apologize? To Meatball Head? You HAVE to be kidding!"
he exclaimed.
I don't believe this guy!
"Why are you being so immature about all this?"
"Even if I did, she wouldn't accept my apology."
"How do you know that?"
"Because she hates me, or haven't you noticed that yet?"
"Well gee, Darien, I wonder why!"
"If I apologize, she'll just walk all over me. Besides, what
do I care what she thinks of me, anyway?" Darien said.
"Darien, Serena does not hate anyone. Will you just cut the
crap already?" I said, getting frustrated.
"Andrew, Serena DOES hate me. NOTHING I do or say is gonna
change that," Darien said.
"Oh! I give up!"
But, I really wasn't ready to give up just yet. 'Maybe nothing
YOU do can change it, Darien,' I thought, 'But maybe Andrew Furuhata
can!'
~ DARIEN ~
I could tell Andrew was upset with me. All right, maybe I went
overboard with the insults this time. I just can't help it. I don't
know how to explain it, but Serena effects me in the weirdest way. I
guess she's an okay girl. She's one of the biggest klutzes I've ever
met, and she never seems to take anything important seriously. But
everyone loves her, and from what I can tell, she loves life and loves
people...except maybe for me. I feel a slight pain in my chest.
'Everyone but me...'
I harden my heart at the thought. So what? I don't care if she
likes me or not. Besides, I have a mission to think about. I have a
princess to find and can't contemplate my feelings for a mere fifteen-
year-old, even though she IS kind of cute...in a childlike sort of way.
Again, I sit down at the Sailor V game to try and get rid of my
frustrations.
I thought about what Andrew said. Should I apologize to her?
Don't, one part of me says. You'll just show her you're soft. If she
starts thinking that, it can't be too good for you. Another part of
me wants to apologize, because it's the right thing to do. But, I
decide against it. She would never take me seriously, anyway. My mind
tells me that I hate her. Yet, my heart isn't buying it. Eh, gads!
Serena, Sailor Moon, the Princess...why are there so many women in my
life who do nothing but puzzle me?
~ SERENA ~
Storming out of the arcade, I can practically feel the steam
coming out of my ears. I hate him, I hate him, I hate him! Okay, so
maybe I'm not the most graceful or punctual person on earth, but he
didn't have to rip me apart like that in front of Andrew. I'll admit
I'm not always very polite to him, either, but he's the one who
started this whole thing the first time he called me Meatball Head.
But if he weren't calling me that, then he'd find some other insult to
throw at me.
I guess Darien does have his good points. He's smart. He
drives a nice car. And I guess he's kind of cute...well, okay, he's
REALLY cute. But what good is all that stuff if he's got a rotten
personality along with it? He's so arrogant and obnoxious and rude!
Not to mention immature! Doesn't he have better things to do than pick
on the high school students? If there's one thing I can't stand, it's
rude, snobby bullies. Andrew always insists he's not that bad, but if
so, I'd sure like to see it for myself!