Desperate To Be Yours
A Sailor Moon Romance Fan Fic

First of all, I have to say this: Obviously, I do not own Sailor Moon.
If I did, I wouldn't really be writing this fan fic, would I?
I'd be building a pool full of money to dive into. So stop suing me!
(J/K!) Also, the names of the chapters, the way they all begin with
'The One With The', sort of belongs to Friends. (Again, don't sue.) Secondly,
this is my first fan fic ever, so please, have mercy.
Now, I'll just give you a brief summary: This is the romance of Darien and
Serena, and how they first met--With a twist. Usually, it's Darien who's the
cold-hearted jerk and Serena melts his icy heart (don't even, I love him too,
but you have to admit that he was a real--Well, jerk, when he first met
Serena. In my story, it's Serena who's the Ice Princess. Well, enough of this.
Read on!

Prologue:

Darien Shields strode casually around a corner--And slammed into a
pink-and-blonde whirlwind! Instinctively, he grabbed the arms of his tiny
attacker and supported her.
*Wow!* His mind shouted as he got a good look at
her. She had long blonde hair in a style that could only be described as
strange-twin meatballs of hair on either side of her head, with long blonde
pigtails falling from the back. The most amazing thing about the style was,
she made it look cute. She had huge, sky-blue eyes and the face of an angel.
"Do you mind?" she snapped, jerking her arms out of his grasp.
"Uh, sorry," he mumbled, still stunned by her beauty. Darien bent to pick up
the books she had dropped.

"Sorry," he reiterated, his sapphire eyes meeting moonlight blue ones.
"Yeah," the girl scowled, glaring at him before snatching her books and
walking huffily down the sidewalk.
*Okay, maybe not an angel,* he pondered. *But she does have a cherub's face.*
Darien noticed two guys watching the exchange and laughing.
"That Serena," chuckled the dark one.
"She's really something else," the blonde one agreed.
*Serena, huh? Well, Serena, get ready to meet your match!*