AN – This is an alternate universe story, involving my fav SM couple.
Disclaimer – I don't own Sailor Moon (Cries)
CHAPTER 1
"Oh my god, there he is, there he is!" screamed a girl while she was running towards the airport terminal. The object of her affections, Darrien Shields, was making a quick dash to the terminal gate, hoping against hope to board the plane without being annoyed by teenage girls. Not that he could blame them of course, he was the most successful movie start of all times. Successful, sexy, rich, what more could a lady ask for. For him though it was a tired routine of flying here, flying there, and smiling for the cameras. Just for one moment, while listening to the hoards of girls screaming towards him, he wondered what it would be like, to live a normal life. Have a normal job, love a normal girl. "Love, huh" he muttered under his breath. He could never see himself in love, even with the beautiful super models that often frequented his bed.
Darrien rolled his eyes, as his security guards tried unsuccessfully to block the swarm of girls. He could have killed his assistant for booking the wrong flight. Commercial was never his favourite way of flying. He pushed his way through the crowd, signing a few autographs. He boarded the plane and was directed to first class. Once he was seated, he took off his dark sunglasses and massaged the bridge of his nose, while trying to remember where the hell he was going. "Ah yes, Paris" he sighed. He could really use a drink right about now. Craning his head to search for a stewardess to bring him a drink, he quickly saw a flash of blond and blue disappear into the captain's cabin. Quirking his eyebrow, he noticed a red headed steward trying unsuccessfully to settle a child seated a few rows back. "Kids", he mumbled while trying to get her attention.
"Yes sir, can I help you?" The red head asked. Darrian took a quick look at her nametag.
"M-Molly, is it, why don't you try paying more attention to us adults, who obviously pay a lot of money to fly with this airline, and get me a drink, scotch, the good stuff on the rocks" Darrian snarled, while looking up at her. Molly froze on the spot, she could feel her face flush, and her eyes begin to water. She had recognised who had been sitting her as soon as he had board. Every woman on the planet knew who Darrian Shields was. She couldn't believe he was speaking to her this way. She felt scared, she felt like crying like a little child. She tilted her head down, as to not let him see the tear that had escaped and was now making it's way down her cheek.
"Right away, Sir" She whispered afraid that her voice would crack. Molly turned on her heel and almost ran back to the preparation area.
"Ladies and Gentleman we are preparing for take off, please place your trays and chairs in the upright position while we are taking off, please leave all seat belts on until the captain has turned off the seat belt sign. We would like to thank you for flying Celestial Moon Airline and hope you have a enjoyable trip."
Serena Cole placed the microphone back in its cradle, just in time to see Molly fly into the cabin.
"Moll, what's wrong?" Serena asked her friend
"He..he..he's so mean, how could anyone so hansom be so mean?" Molly cried, as she had her head in her hands. Serena was confused.
"Molly, who are you talking about, was someone mean to you? Was it a passenger?" Serena took Molly by the arm and sat her down.
"Him" Molly pointed, to the first class area, in the direction towards Darrian Shields. "He wants a scotch, he was so rude about it, I can't believe I even liked him"
"Ladies and gentleman, this is your captain speaking, would all passengers and cabin crew please take their seats and put on their seat belts, until the sign is off"
"Who, Molly?" Serena asked as she tried to get a better look.
"Darrian Shields"
"The actor guy you're always going on about?" Serena asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, that rude aggroant ass"
Serena thought for a moment while Molly wiped the small tears that had stained her pale cheek. "Scotch, huh? He wants a scotch I'll give him a scotch" Serena said with an evil grin on her perfect lips. Serena got up and poured the scotch into a glass and headed over to where the 'rude, aggroant ass' was sitting.
"Mr Shields" she asked politely
"About time someone brought me that drink" he said, not even looking at Serena, instead paying attention to what looked like a script.
"Well here's your drink" Serena said still smiling brilliantly, as she splash the contents of the glass in his face. Darrian was shocked to say the least.
"What the hell are you doing?" He demanded. "Why you little…"Darrian was cut short by a very loud explosion coming from the back of the cabin. The plane lost traction as it began to slide all over the runway. Serena was knocked from her standing position forward towards Darrian, bumping her head on the overhead locker on the way. Darrian looked up quickly to see her with a large gash above her right eye, starting to bleed down her petite face. After another manoeuvrer by the plane, Darrien quickly unbuckled his seat belt in time to catch the unconscious blond. They were both flung violently backward flinging them into the isle. Darrian had a tight hold on Serena, as the plan nose-dived into the runway. All he could hear where screams from the other passengers, and the horrible sound of metal meeting metal. He began to shift Serena in his arms to cover her head, the plane did a rather large dip towards his right and he was rolled into the next isle of seats. The plane was tilted downwards and to the side, he garbed hold of one of the legs of the seats with one hand and tighten his grip around the girl in his other. After a few more minuets of panic, the plane seemed to come to a dead stop.
There was smoke beginning to pour into the cabin, as Darrian tried to clear his head. The screaming had stoped and he wondering for a brief moment if he was dead. He heard movement in the cabin and shook the thought from his head. He took a quick look at the girl in his arms. The gash had begun to bleed all over his arm. It had mattered her beautiful blond bangs to her head. He wiped some of the blood from her face with the sleeve of his white collared shirt and kept pressure to the wound. He took a closer look at her. She was stunning to say the least. She had hardly any make up on 'not that she needed it' he thought. She had perfect pink lips, he could only imagine how sexy and sweet it would be to taste them. He continued to state at her, letting his imagination run wild, when yelling interrupted him. Apparently while he had been fantasising about the blond, whose nametag read 'Serena', the emergency crew had arrived.
AN: Ok so I don't know weather to continue on with this one or not, what do you guys think?
Ok a quick update, just to explain 'why' Darrien was on a commercial flight (see first paragraph), as for grammatical errors, meh. They can be fixed later on.
