Author's Note

Ok my faithful readers. I know i am not allowed to start another story until all the ones i have out are completed (especial apology to Artistia, this i hope will be the last of a new story until all the others have been completed.) There is a reason why i am writing this fanfic. a loyal reader and reviewer of mine who have become a personal friend of mine mentioned that there were never enough fanfics of bad girl nerd boy and i promised her that i would do something about that. However i didn't know how to write a fanfic using Darien and Serena in that kind of a story. its heard to picture Darien as a complete nerd. I mean even if he is a nerd, you can't picture him as the normal nerd as his presence is so overwhelming. I thought about it, how i could create a nerdy Darien without defacing him or coming short of expectations, in the end this is all i can do and i hope it does not upset my readers.

For you shana elmsford who have been a constant reader and reviewer of all my stories, for being as loyal a friend as my real life ones. i hope this will satisfy your need for such a story though i will warn you, i am not so good with this story, it is very sketchy in my head right now and this will probably be the biggest challenge that i will face as a fanfic writer, but all the same i hope you enjoy every bit of it.

And oh, this will be a very slow updates (hopefully not) but i also have to update on several stories and my schedule is very tight and restricted so don't kill me for spans of time when i don't update. Also i do not plan to make this a long story but then again, i never plan for any of my stories. what will come out will in the end.

For you Lovely, shana elmsford and Artistia for being special!^^

Eclipse

Chapter 1

"Daddy, what story will you tell me this time?" A young girl with pink hair and red eyes asked as she settled under her pink, rose pattern comforter. She looked no older than 7 or 8 but was in fact turning 10 as the morning would bring about her birthday. For as long as she could remember, her father had always told her bed time stories, so today was no different for her. Settled under the comforter, she only knew the warmth of being sheltered and the confidence that she would hear another great story from her most trusted living being, her father. Her trusting large eyes stared out at the man sitting on a chair by her side, her mouth curved up a little in an excited smile as she waited with anticipation.

She would not be disappointed.

"Mmm…now let see. What kind of story do you want to hear munchkin?" The man by the bed asked.

"I don't know. I am tired of all the princess stories though I like the moon princess one. I want something different." The little girl answered. The man sat still for a minute, pondering on something that seemed rather important then finally he sighed. He gazed down at his daughter and his eyes filled with a distant knowledge that had been kept shut for so many years.

"Daddy?" The girl asked quietly. He tore himself from his thoughts and looked at the little girl and in his eyes a decision was made, a painful decision but none the less, he was not going to change his mind.

"I wanted to wait until you grew up a little more then tell you this but I think that now is the time to tell. Tomorrow you will be going to meet some very important people, they are a part of your past but only you can decide if they can play a part in your future. Now sweetie, do you know what an eclipse is?" The man asked. The little girl nodded.

"Well of course. It is when the moon blocks the sun and cast a shadow over the world is it not?"

"That it is. But there are three kinds of eclipse. The one you just described is a solar eclipse, and then there is the lunar eclipse."

"Isn't that when the earth passes between the moon and the sun? When they are in alignments?"

"Very good dear. You are very knowledgeable."

"That's cause daddy taught me well!" she said with a smile and the man returned the smile.

"Why I thank you for that. Yes, there is a Solar Eclipse and a Lunar Eclipse and there is the Eclipse that is just used in contexts. To hide, to conceal, to obscure, to cover, Hide from view, to over shadow, to disappear and to Darken. The definition of an Eclipse. That is the story I will tell you tonight, Eclipse. This is a very important story so pay absolute attention ok?" he said and the child nodded.

"Is this the book you were writing?" the man looked at her in surprise.

"Yes, but how did you know?"

"I saw your manuscript on the table."

"Oh. Well yes. The book will be published in about a month, before that you will be the first to know. Now what did I say the book is called again?"

"Eclipse."

"Very good. Now let's start. Not so long ago, I was returning home from school. Normally, I always took the bus but this time I felt a need to walk. It was such a beautiful day….."

(The main story starts now.)

The sky was pure blue and the air smelt green. There were birds dancing on the gentle breeze of the wind the street was filled with the chatter of humans and the harmonious songs of the hummingbirds. For the first time in a long time, I cast my loneliness and boredom away. School had predictably gone by with nothing new or exciting and the thought of heading back into another predictable dull existence at home weighted heavily on my heart. I needed a moment to clear my head so I hadn't gotten on the blue school buss, preferring to walk instead. I wanted to delay my return home for as long as I could so I took a path that lay opposite my house and walked on, appreciating the quiet solitude I felt as I drifted away from the crowded streets of Jubban. I kept walking on, not knowing exactly where I was going but wanting to put as much distance as I could between me and the house that awaited my return.

My walk took me on the street of Lunar, a quiet suburban neighborhood with clean cut lawns, white and clean houses that housed rich and high class bastards with their refine manners and their condescending gazes. I had never had much love for the rich. My family wasn't poor exactly, we were normal. My dislike of the rich stemmed from the attitudes of the students in our school as the school is that of the rich. The only reason I was accepted there was because of my scholarship which covered my entire tuition though I had to pay for books and school trips on my own. The students were stuck ups, always getting in your face with their rich backgrounds and making the less fortunate feel envy and jealousy for something they would never have. But for us who entered the school on scholarships, we were the most teased and pitiable to them. We, to them, had no class and certainly did not belong in the school. I'd dealt with it since freshmen year of high school all the way into my college years, and after this term came to an end, I would only have one more year to endure them before going on to Harvard University. Or so was the plan.

I pulled out of my thoughts long enough to realize I had come to a dead end; Lunar was a dead end street. I turned around on my right only then hearing the gentle and beautiful melody which hauntingly flowed on the wind. The last house at the end of the street was painted in absolute white and had a brick wall surrounding it to the front when iron bar gates locked the house behind its defense. I saw there was a crowd of spectators gazing at something as if enchanted. As I drew closer, I understood their glaze expressions. I was without a doubt mine had glazed over too. A boy or a man sat behind a glossy black piano playing soft harmonious melodies. I stood with the spectators, watching him and listening to him. He was as beautiful as the song he produced. He had rich silver wait hair, eyes I could not tell the color of but it was one of those slanted eyes that were so adored by the females. He was well built from the little I could see him and dressed in a dressy white pant, a white T-shirt and a blazer. His eyes were closed as he played the piano. I had never seen such a beautiful person let alone a man, a true model in the flesh.

A few minutes later, the door of the house or mansion as it was opened and another beautifully crafted male model walked out. This one was carrying a guitar, had shoulder length wavy golden hair that for some reason enhanced his manliness. He had a smile or a smirk as I couldn't be sure on his lips, a sort of a lopsided smile and he moved with the grace of a lion. He sat opposite the man playing the piano and joined in with his guitar, the two totally different instruments creating a harmonious, relaxing music that entranced us all. There was something peaceful and graceful about them and I knew if someone did not drag me away physically, I may probably stay enchanted in their music all day and night. A second time the door of the big house opened and two identical females walked out. Same height, same pale golden hair color, large grayish blue eyes and full lips that turned up in a warm smile as their gazes landed on the two men playing the instruments. I not only felt but heard my heart flutter in my chest.

Beautiful. Was all I could think as the two extremely lovely ladies joined the second man on the couch he sat on. It was a very rich black leather couch. They hummed along with the music, their soft and gentle voice adding a touch of something even more magical the entire scene. This was unreal; it was like looking into a fairytale picture book. They seemed so unreal and so out of this world, they did not belong. After about twenty minutes, a man and a woman walked out of the house for the third time and walked toward them. The ladies rose up to meet them, giving them kisses on the cheeks. From behind the man and woman came another male, the youngest of all the males if not by his shorter height then by the softer, quieter look about him. He had curly soft beige hair and the same color eyes with the same slant as all the men. The woman had long golden hair to her wait, dark gray eyes which felt icy as it was directed toward us. But on her lips a warm smile appeared for the beautiful people. She was every bit as beautiful as the young ladies but there was something cold about her. I knew she was older though no wrinkles showed on her face; it was not by look that gave her away. The air she carried around herself so thickly broke no question that she was in charge but of what I didn't know. The man she had walked out with had a lighter color of blonde hair, bright blue eyes and I had a second image of him on a throne as a king in ancient times. He had broad shoulders and his laughter from whatever one of the younger ladies had said shook and bounced of the ears in hearty bass.

The last boy who came out returned inside and came out a moment later holding two comfortable looking chairs and placed them by the silver haired man playing the piano, opposite the couch where the guitar man sat. The woman and the man sat down and the boy returned inside only to return with another chair where he placed it not too far from the small three stairs that led to the entrance of the house. The chatted silently so I could not make out what they were talking about but there was a lot of laughter and giggles. Deep inside I felt a yearning stir in me and I had a moment wish to be a part of them. I was totally bespelled by the magical creatures before me. Beauty, grace and manners, they were the personification of them all.

I don't know how long I stood there, enthralled in the glamour of them. I only know I came out of the daze by the screeching of tires behind me. When I looked back, I saw an odd shade of brown haired girl parking just right by the gate where we stood not even a foot away. She didn't look up; she was putting things in a purse. I look around to see if anyone was looking but the spectators attention were securely and totally devoted to the audience inside. The girl step out of the car, looked at the gate and rolled her eyes with a sigh. She pressed the remote for the convertible black car she just park and it totally shut down. Then she began walking towards us. Her steps sure and wide. No, it was her whose steps were like that of a lion, not the second man. Compared to her, his was a baby lion. There was a purpose about her walk, a hurry and a stiffness as well. When she reached the gate that was blocked by the fascinated audience, she took something out of her purse and I saw it was a whistle. She blue hard on it.

The sudden squeal of the whistle destroyed the mood created by the harmony of the music from inside the gate. Startled, all looked back at her.

"Move!" she barked at those blocking her way and as if warned by some protective instinct, they all scattered to the sides, leaving a wide arch to the gates. That girl was dangerous. She was beautiful too though not so outstanding at the ladies in the gate. She was wearing black mini jean skirt; a black skinny hand tank top and a short black jean jacket that came just under her breasts which I noticed were big. I blushed at my gaze but it stood up so nicely it was hard not to notice. She had a big butt too and I scowled myself for noticing such things as a pervert. I had never ever notice things like that about girls I realized then but hers stood up front and back not to notice. Her legs were encased in black leather boots with long heels and leather lace tied up zig zagingly to where the boot stopped at her knee. She had long legs and I could not help but peak at the exposed flesh of her legs up to her lower thighs where the skirt ended. Her hair was held up high ponytail which ended in wavy currents at her lower ankles. She had bewitching silver eyes with dancing specks of sapphire and her lips, though full and black with lipstick I suspected, was set in a thin line, her eyes hardened and her face expressionless.

She walked purposefully to the gate and pushed it open. She entered and the gate shut back behind her. The music that had lost its magic when she had blew the whistle drew the people back into it's enthrall but the spell on me was broken and all my eyes cared to follow was the girl. She walked a ways away from the people and into the house. My eyes stared at the door way, expecting her to come out but she didn't for a very long time. I was not even aware when the sun began to dim away and one by one the people were leaving.

Finally as if in answer to my expectations, she came out of the house dressed in a tight body fitting dress that ended at her very upper thighs. She carried a small purse with her and wore really high red heels that tied at her ankles. Her hair was different, it was pure silver now. It might have been died which was why it had that odd brown color but with the die out and her hair let loose in curls that framed her heart shaped face, she was a knock out. Much more enchanting than any of the other golden haired ladies in the house.

"Don't you know when and how to greet your family after two days of disappearing? Where are you going?" there was an icy edge to the lady's voice which visibly shook me but the silver haired girl did not so much as bat an eye as she continued to walk to the gate.

"Move from the gate." This the lady directed at the remainder of us who were stile ogling them. We drew back in time to see a sort of electricity charged through the metal bars. My eyes opened in astonishment. The gate was well protected by shock waves, if any one tried to sneak in, they would be shock to their death! I looked up and my eyes came in utter contact with hers. She was not shaken by the electricity; she continued to walk to the gate.

"Serenity, mother is talking to you." the third boy said. This stopped her and she seemed to sigh inwardly. She turned around to stare at her 'family'.

"My going and coming has never been a concern of hers, so why now?" She asked blankly and I could detect not a single trace of emotion in it.

"Serenity…" there was a warning in the voice of the silver haired piano man.

"If you have nothing better to say to me then I must be on my way. I have people waiting for me." She turned around to the gate again, her eyes pinning me completely to hers.

"Tomorrow we start school. Please do us the honor of showing up." One of the young ladies said with raw sarcasm and a smirk spread on 'Serenity's' lips.

"I'll be sure to not disappoint." She said, took something out of her purse and three it at the gate when she was a foot away. Whatever it was she threw at the gate, there was a second of explosion as soon as it came into contact and she jumped really high over the Iron gate, flipping and somersaulting over it to our side.

A spider fell to the floor and she crashed it under her heels. When she removed her heels, the spider was nothing more than pieces of it former self. I realized then that it was a real life spider but a robotic one. It might had had some sort of momentarily power shut of circuit which would shut of the electricity for a moment, the moment she needed to jump over it. She turned around with a gloating smile and blew her family a kiss before walking to the other side of the car and taking the drivers seat. She turned on the car, looked hard at me and swerved the car around. Before she stepped on the petal, she turned her gaze to me, gave me a smile and blew me a kiss before zooming out of sight. My heart thudded painfully in my chest and sank in a sort of heavy relief. In all my 17 and half years of life, this was the most exciting thing that had ever happened to me.

I felt something deep and uncontrollable stir inside my soul and somehow I knew life wasn't going to be boring ever again!

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