A/N: Hello!!!!! This is my first attempt at Sailor Moon Fanfiction. While I have delved into the world of Harry Potter many times before, I have never attempted a Sailor moon fic, though I have read many. I won't say anything more now, but there will be more notes at the end.
Disclaimer: Hello?!!! It's called fanfiction.net. It's in the fiction section. Surprising how difficult it is to guess that I don't actually own this, is it?
Dedicated to my awesome best friends and betas Laura (You rock! Even if your boyfriend is a freak) and Sarah (You Weirdo!)
The Importance of Chocolate
1. Chocolate Theft
"Are you sure we should be doing this?" She asked her companion, nervously. Her large red eyes looked pleadingly at the older girl, and caused her to stop and face her, crouching down to meet her eye level.
"Of course. You wanted a chocolate bar, didn't you? Well the shops are all closed now, and this is the only way I know to get you one. Besides I'm sure he won't mind. After all, it is for his two favourite girls… right?"
"I guess." She replied hesitantly. The older girl jumped up excitedly and continued on her mission.
"Well then, lets keep going! Who knows when he's gonna come back? Plus we're gonna have to search a bit, cos he's always moving his stash around. It's almost as if he doesn't trust me or something." Her blonde pigtails rippled as she and her pink- haired accomplice giggled quietly.
It would have been an amusing sight to anyone looking on. Two young girls, one about seven or eight years old, the other about fifteen years old, both dressed in identical black catsuits and wearing identical black headbands, stalking the streets of Tokyo at dusk, like their lives depended on it. Even their hairstyles were similar; the only difference being the younger one had dazzling pink hair, while the elder's was a golden blonde.
Finally the duo reached a tall apartment building, and opened the doors. The attendant, Fred Akotchima, looked at the two strangers suspiciously, but upon recognizing the meatball hair styles, just grinned and waved them through. Those two girls had frequented Darien Chiba's apartment more times in the past couple of months than other people had in the four years he'd been living there.
The younger girl stopped to wave back at Fred, grinning her innocent little smile, but the older one rolled her eyes and grabbed her partner in crime around the waist, pulling her towards the lift. She pressed the button and then started to rant at the pink haired girl, while they waited.
"The whole thing about a secret undercover mission is that it's meant to stay secret and undercover! You can't just go around waving and catching everyone's attention. It just throws the whole thing off!"
"And what would you know about secret missions meatball head?! I bet you've never done this before in your entire life!" The younger girl replied, crossing her arms angrily.
"I'll let you know that I have actually. I once stalked Andrew for five hours, after Lita pleaded with me, and Raye was even worse when she had that thing for Darien. So there!" At this comment both stuck their tongues out angrily, and then turned their backs to each other.
After a few moments, the lift arrived, and they both walked in. Neither spoke as the lift ascended, instead preferring to look at the floor or ceiling of it. The older one started whistling to the music that was played.
As the door opened, they looked at each other and nodded, signifying a truce between them. As one, they glided down the corridor, their target in sight. When they reached the door, the younger one reached into her pocket and pulled out a key. A key that when looked at closely, resembled a black cat with a crescent moon on it's forehead.
The blonde-haired one stood guard as her pink-haired companion fiddled with the door, when suddenly they heard a click. They were in!
"Okay, Pink Kitty. This is it. I'll take the bathroom, you take the kitchen. We'll rendezvous in the living room, and search there, before heading on to the bedroom. Move out!" ordered the blonde as they carefully removed their shoes and replaced them with the slippers that were left behind.
"Gotcha, Blonde Bunny." Came the reply. Suddenly a squeal was heard as Pink Kitty entered the kitchen. "Eww! Darien needs to do his dishes!"
There were no more comments for about five minutes as the two girls focused on their current tasks. Upon finding nothing, they returned to the living room and began to search there. Again, their efforts were fruitless.
"That leaves only one place. The bedroom." Stated Blonde Bunny, moving towards the entrance to the sleeping quarters. Pink Kitty followed her.
"Are you sure they'll be in there?" she asked nervously, not wanting to enter unless absolutely necessary.
"Well, they're not anywhere else are they?" Blonde Bunny snapped, anxious to complete the mission before they were caught. She was about to open the door and go in when she heard a small sniffle. Instantly feeling guilty, she turned to her companion and gave her a quick hug.
"I'm sorry. Why are you so nervous? Darien won't mind. I've done this before. He probably expects it by now…" The younger girl still wasn't showing signs of cheering up. "Tell you what… Tomorrow we'll go out and replace anything we eat tonight. Okay?"
"Promise?"
"Scout's honor!"
"Okay." And with that the two girls stormed into the bedroom, and began looking everywhere, determined to find the object of their mission. They searched under the bed, behind his dressers, in his closet. Blonde Bunny briefly considered whether she should throw that hideous green jacket away while she was here, but decided against it. The green jacket was to Darien, what her 'meatballs' were to her. It was his trademark. Despite how disgusting it was.
"Hey, look at this! It's us!" Called Pink Kitty from the bed, interrupting Blonde Bunny's musings. She held up a frame that had previously been on his bedside table.
It was a picture of the two of them and Darien at the park, and had obviously been taken without them noticing. Pink Kitty was eating an ice cream and Blonde Bunny and Darien were watching her. Darien had his arms wrapped tightly around Blonde Bunny, and she was smiling gently, partly at the feeling of contentment she was feeling from Darien and partly at the amusement of watching Pink Kitty try and lick the ice cream off her nose.
It was one of those blissful times when all three of them were getting along, and Blonde Bunny savored the memory of it. However, as Pink Kitty turned the photo back towards her, Blonde Bunny noticed something strange stuck to the back of the frame.
"Hey, look at that." As so began a fight for the frame. Eventually Blonde Bunny won; her extra height and strength that came from being the older of the two aiding her. She turned the photo frame round and peeled the tape back slowly. Underneath it lay… a key!
"I know where that goes!" exclaimed Pink Kitty, excitedly disappearing with the key. There was a sound of rummaging, and then she returned, her arms carrying a large container. In this container was loads and loads of chocolate!!!
"Where did you find that?" The older girl cried, taking the tub, and unscrewing the lid, before reaching for a handful of the delicious goodies, dropping them on the bed. Both girls began eating their way through the pile, the smaller telling the tale between mouthfuls.
"I had just finished looking in all the cupboards and under the sink… mmm this is good… when I came to one that wouldn't open. I noticed a keyhole… where does he get this from?!… but didn't think much of it. I just really wanted to get out of there. His dishes stink!" she declared before cramming a huge chocolate bar in her mouth.
"Ya know? For such a small lady, you sure do eat a lot!" Blonde Bunny commented, watching her accomplice devour yet another handful of chocolate covered raisins.
"Must have inherited it from my mother then!" she replied, poking her tongue out.
"Nothing wrong with that."
And so the two girls continued to munch their way through the jar, until not one crumb of chocolate was left. After using so much energy consuming such vast quantities of food, the two girls were exhausted and gently fell asleep on the bed; the older one promising that as a thank you, she would even attempt to clean Darien's 'Evil Dishes from the NegaVerse'!
With a sigh, Darien turned the key in the lock, and opened the door to his apartment. It had been a long hard day at work for him, and he hadn't finished until gone midnight, which meant it was impossible to ring Serena and see how her day was. He hadn't had any contact with Serena at all today, and a Serena-deprived Darien was a very grumpy Darien.
Kicking his shoes off, he stumbled over to the bedroom hoping to simply fall asleep on his bed and not wake for another week. Unfortunately, this was not to be the case, as he noticed two familiar figures slumbering in his desired place of rest.
With a soft grin on his face, he undressed into his usual nightclothes of a T-shirt and boxers, crept round to the side of the bed on which the smaller of the two rested, and gently moved her more into the centre. Then he climbed into bed himself, very carefully so as not to wake the two sleeping beauties.
"Darien?" came a sleepy voice from the other side of the bed. "Is that you?"
"Hey Sweetheart. Yes, it's me. Might I ask what you and Rini are doing in my bed, gone midnight, without my knowledge?" he propped his head up on his hand, and looked over to see his beloved gazing sleepily at him.
"It's a long story. Can't I tell you in the morning?" She moaned, moving closer and wrapping her arms around the still sleeping Small Lady.
"In the morning," he replied, leaning over and kissing her gently. He pulled back, and gave her a swift smirk. "Have you been at my chocolate?"
"Goodnight Darien." She smiled, giving him one last kiss.
"Goodnight Serena." Darien accepted, before pulling both girls into his firm hold, and joining them in the world of sleep.
A/N: Well? How do you think I did? It was only my first go. And I am sorta planning to continue it, although how long it will take me I don't know, because I have my GCSE's this year (Massive Exams!!!) and I also have a couple of shows coming up. Add that to the fact that I'm still writing Harry Potter fanfiction, and trying to write a novel, as well as baby-sit, have a social life and get a job at the video shop so that I can oogle at all the boys, and well… you get the picture…
Also, please bear in mind that I live in England, so not only have I only seen to the end of Sailor Moon R, (meaning I only know what happens up to when Rini leaves after the battle with wiseman) but I speak the Standard English. So to any Americans out there who say I've spelt things wrong like 'center' well it's only spelt that way with American English. Which as my English teacher likes to reminds us, 'Is not Proper English'.
And I apologize if I inadvertently insulted you there. I didn't intend to do that. It's just that I've had some Americans who review and really insult my spellings and grammar, which is a bit weird when I get A's and B's in English.
By the way, a review is nice and might give me an idea of how to improve it.
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