Why?
a Sailor Moon fic
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon, or any of the characters.
Summary: Set during the breakup. Darien never came back, so how is Serena coping?
Serena sighed. It had been three months since Darien had left. She couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and was so out of it her friends had become worried. She had begun to wear long sweatshirts, even in the summer. All her close were baggy, because she had become so skinny from not eating. She stopped wearing her hair up in the "meatballs" on top of her head. Now it was short, and always hung in her face. She looked completely different.
She was walking to the arcade for a soda, staring at the ground, when she ran into someone on the sidewalk.
"Still as clumsy as always, I see, Serena." She looked up into those all to familiar deep blue eyes. "Oh. Hi Darien. Sorry for running into you." She said quietly, almost monotonous. "Serena, are you feeling alright?" He asked. She was majorly different, almost unrecognizable. "I'm fine." She replied simply, in the same almost monotonous voice.
"Are you sure? you don't look alright." He asked again.
'he would know' Serena thought. 'but it's none of his business now, so he should just but out.' " I'm fine." she snapped. " Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to get a soda." She said simply, and tryed to walk off, but Darein grabbed her arm.
she struggled, but being underweight, she couldn't fight him off. "You really need to see a doctor." he said again. "It's my life Darien, and you walked out of it! so just stay away from me! I don't need a doctor!" She screamed at him, and in the shock of her words, he let go.
