The Greeting: Hey guys! It's me Astrael Rose, back from my long year abscence! I apologize sincerely for those of you who reviewed this story and actually liked it. Reading back on it three years later made me realize that before I had no idea where I was going with it and that it really wasn't that good. Well, I've gone back and rewritten the first chapter. I'm getting rid of the second one because that was a god awful chapter, come on now, it's okay to be honest here. :) I do think that Chapter One Version 3.1 is currently the best one by far. I already have half of Chapter Two Version 2.0 written, as well as an actual idea of where this story is going. I'm probably looking at updating every couple days or so, even though my schedule is hectic enough.
So, after all that rambling, please read and enjoy! Reviews only help me to provide you with better stories, so don't be afraid to hit that review button! :)
The Story: This story deals with the twincestuous relationship between Darien and Serena and the trials that occur between them. Some well-known characters will appear, and maybe even some surprise guests...? ;) I'm aware that this is a touchy subject, but this is merely a story, so please treat it as such! I might consider upping the rating in later chapters as things may get.. a bit steamy, to say the least. ;)
The Thanks: Thank you to all who reviewed this story before! I truly do appreciate it, and I hope that people will continue to review. If you offer something particularly helpful or simply encouraging, I'll add your name here in the thanks! Thanks you guys! :D
Note: Special thanks to the music of V Factory which made me oh so 'LoveStruckk'. :)
The Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Sailor Moon franchise as all characters belong to their respective owners. I only claim ownership to the plot line.
The Author's Note: '-oo-' means that the story is occuring in Darien's POV. '-xx-' means that it is occuring in Serena's point of view
Chapter One
School Already?
-oo-
WHAM.
Something came straight for me. At first, I wasn't exactly sure of what 'it' was. It seemed like something lifeless, yet determined on strangling the life out of me. It appeared as if the thing, whatever it was, wasn't going to move without my help.
I pulled the fluffy pink pillow off of my sluggish face and pulled the inviting covers back on.
The vibrant red alarm clock read 6:51 A.M. in radiant, flashing numbers. It was official. I was going to be late for the first day of hell, known to some as 'school'.
And you know what?
I officially didn't care.
I pulled the covers back over my head, enjoy the sweet sombrance of sleep that began to creep over my eyelids and into my skull. The throbbing headache that racked my forehead wasn't enough to keep me awake as I let myself drift into the beautiful oblivion of sleep.
And then came the sound. I covered my ears, guarding them from the internal damage that I knew was sure to follow.
At first, I thought that someone had turned on the TV by accident. No big deal, except that, you know, on a normal volume limit of 1 to 10, this sound was about a 32,565,659,656.
I reached out from my cozy sanctuary and felt for the remote. I fervently hit the power button, but it seemed to have no effect. I shifted into a somewhat-sitting up position, rubbing my heavy eyelids.
"D A R I E N! I am just going to leave WITHOUT you at this point!"
I dropped the remote for the TV and grinned a sleepy smirk. For a moment there, I forgot that my sister could be louder than any TV on earth.
Unfortunately, I had yet to find the 'off' button to this one.
Slowly opening my eyes, I saw through semi-opened eyes a blonde-haired figure at the foot of my bed fiercely waving her hand in a rude gesture.
"Uhhhhhhhh...." I groaned, climbing back into the warm bed. My vision went dark, but my body was fully aware of the tiny flights of fists that were pounding into it.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up! You know what, fine, if you want to get in trouble because you skipped the first day of school, you're on your own," Serena let out a sound of frustration and pounced out of the room, slamming the door behind her. The door bounced right back. I could have sworn I felt a piece of ceiling plunge down on my head, but that might have just been my hangover.
You tend to feel like that after being wasted.
As I began to pull back the covers for good this time, something splashed my face.
And it sure as hell wasn't pink and fluffy.
I desperately tried to wipe my eyes as I was blasted by a jet stream of cold water. Anger swelled within me as I jumped out of bed and tackled the small, laughing figure before me. Tumults of blonde hair cascaded down with Serena as she fell to the ground in fits of giggles. A slick, plastic red squirt gun with yellow lighting bolts on either side fell from her hands with a defining 'clack'.
I pinned her to the ground as my eyes, wide awake now, stared into hers. My eyes glared furiously at her, my dark hair encompassing the edges of my face. Angry sapphires mirrored joyful sapphires.
Serena smiled sweetly, and something connected between us.
It felt powerful, like a jolt of electricity. My eyes broke their hard look as drops of water descended onto Serena, our faces merely inches apart. Her eyes molded into crystal pools of water, and I began to drown.
I couldn't take this anymore.
I broke the spell between our gazes and turned away, my heart beating fast through my naked chest. I didn't let her see my face, but I could hear her rustling to get up as well.
"Just wait... Just you wait, you little brat," I muttered, getting up and getting serious. Serena pulled herself up, slightly giggling. I wasn't sure if she understood what just happened, but if she did, she just laughed it off. She smoothed out her skirt and grabbed her tiny bag near the door.
"Well Darien, I have been waiting, you see," Serena sucked her breath, pulling in the air around her. "Waiting all morning, in fact, for your lazy ass to get up. And, if you make me wait any longer, it'll be Christmas break before we ever leave this house!" She stuck her tongue out at me and left the messy room, stepping over piles of grungy clothes as she made her way out. I heard the shuffling of her tiny feet clamber downstairs.
I let out a breath of frustration as I got ready.
By the time twenty minutes had passed, I managed to throw on some clothes. My outfit consisted of a simple black t-shirt with 'New York City' spread across the front in faded blue letters. I bought it couple of years ago on Christmas vacation when our family was actually all together for once. Looking back now, I laughed at the idea of our family spending a holiday together. I threw on some khaki shorts that I had just recently bought because all of my jeans were either spread under the bed or on the clattered floor.
I grabbed my phone and stopped to look in the mirror one more time.
Oh yeah. So incredibly good-looking.
I climbed down the steps, slinging around my arm bag and stepping out the front door. Serena was already sitting on the steps, impatiently tapping her feet to the tune of her iPod. I recognized the sickeningly sweet pop tune that blared from her earphones.
I pulled out one of the slim cords, saving her ear from the blasting noise.
"You're a real bitch, I'll have you know," I yelled into her ear, sparing her some of the seventy other not-so-nice insults that were rapidly springing to mind. Just because she was two minutes older she thought that the fact gave her some kind of authority over me. I shook off some of the water drops of my hair onto her. "You could have left without me, and we both would have probably been better off."
Serena merely shrugged her shoulders, plugging back into her ear the loud music.
I swear she's gonna go deaf one day.
"I could neva weave wiffout my widdy bitty baby brotha," She said sweetly, the sarcasm dripping from her voice. "Besides, Mom would be a total bitch if I let you miss the first day."
I snorted. "Like she's ever needed a reason."
-xx-
I stared at the back of my brother's hair for a long time as I walked behind him. We would probably be late for homeroom, but good thing none of the teachers actually cared about what time we got there, let alone the students themselves.
I could see that Darien's hair was still damp from my water raid into his room. I mentally applauded myself for remembering to hide our old squirt guns from Mom that she had tried so desperately to sell when we had our garage sale. Our parents were currently away on business, as usual.
I giggled as I saw him run his hands through his jet black hair, trying to air dry it before we got to the school. I let out a narrow smile.
Even though Darien was walking in front of me, he let out a small grumble.
"Don't smile at me - you're the reason its wet in the first place."
Twins had that psychic thing.
"Consider it a favor, baby brother. That hopefully got you a little more in touch with your hygienic side after three months of isolation from the soap bar."
Darian slowed his pace so that we were now walking even with each other. He tugged a sweater over his head, his muffled voice heard easily through the morning air.
"I can't believe I have to put up with you in school now too. What with the new schedule changes and all, we'll probably have classes together and everything this year."
"So you're saying you wish you didn't have classes with me?" I teased him.
"Hey, you are pretty good at this psychic thing!" Darien growled as we approached the stone-gray building. The parking lot stretched far and wide, slowly filling up with the cars of students who had spent their last night before school partying. Darien had done exactly that at his friend Andrew's house while I spent it with some of my closest friend, Ami. The difference is that I wasn't intoxicated last night.
Too bad Darien couldn't say the same.
As soon as we were about to walk into the front doors, Darien halted in his tracks. I ran smack into him. He's so solid; he's like brick wall.
"Rini, there's something I've been meaning to do for a long time..." Darien whispered, slowly turning around.
I stepped back and my eyes became wide.
Splash.
Darien let out a wild cackle as he pumped the plastic nozzle of the spray gun from his bag straight at me. I tried to take cover, using my books as a shield, but it was to no avail. The damage had already been done.
I didn't care that my hair was wet.
I didn't care that my books were wet.
I didn't even care that my cell phone was now probably wet.
I did however care that the two lacy red spheres from my soaking bra now poked out against my translucent t-shirt. My mouth gaped wide as I throttled Darien's hoodie over his head from him.
"Nice -cough- bra," Darien choked out, his laughter dying beneath my vice grip.
A tint of pink crept across his tan face.
I heaved the sweater over my head quickly, assessing the damage around us. Several people had seen the ordeal and had even begun to laugh. My face flushed as red as my bra.
"I hope you burn in hell."
Darien snickered, his head turned completely away from me.
"That's just called payback, Rini. And, because I so graciously provided you with my hoodie, I'm not that much of an ass, am I?"
"Hmm..." I glared. "Let's leave that to karmaic justice, shall we?"
Darien pretended to look scared as if he were about to be struck by lightning. He let out another laugh and flashed the smile that he used when he tried to pick up girls.
"You're pathetic," I muttered as I pushed his broad shoulders through the glass doors to the school.
And that's it! Please review and let me know what you think! :)
~ 3 Astrael Star
