The Mistress
By Lady Insanity / Jamaican Insanity
I was reading the Lovely story, by the name of "Web of Deceit"
by Amanda Browning, the other day and thought that it would make a cool
Gundam / Sailor Moon (which by the way are copy right of their creators,
which is not me) Fan-fiction. So here it is with a lot of editing
and character adjustments, I really hope you like they story as much as
I do. Oh and I do apologize for any occ, that occurs.
Hope you notice the name because on February 21 or 22, 2004 I will be changing my name to Lady Insanity or Jamaican Insanity.
Chapter 2 - The Dance
They moved smoothly on the dace floor, as if they had on it a thousand time before. Serena felt the strong arms close about her, heard the deep thud of his heart beneath her ear, and gave her self up a heady of enjoyment. She knew that she was headed for trouble, but she couldn't give this moment up. In this man's arms she felt her troubles disappear, and she wanted the security to go on and on.
"Why are you here, if this is how they treat you?" his voice was a low and husky drawl in her ear that sent shivers down her spine.
Serena closed her eyes as she felt herself return to reality. "I ...came with someone," she said and felt the arms around her tense.
"I see." The words were a monotone acceptance of her statement. Serena swallowed against a growing lump in her throat.
"Are you going to leave with him?" Came the next question in the same tone of voice.
She licked her lips and refused to look at him. "Yes."
"Married or otherwise involved?"
"Otherwise involved," she admitted huskily, then lost her breath as for an instant it felt as if his cheek brushed her hair. But that couldn't be, for in the next second he was easing her away to arm's length, leaving her feeling chilled and abandoned.
"What happened? Did you argue?"
"No, not exactly; he's just talking some business with his colleagues."
"He'd do better to abandon business for one night and protect you from these vultures instead." There was a note of steel in the joking comment.
"I'll tell him that." she promised.
The strange, she still didn't know his name, and it was pointless to ask now, sighed and stuffed his hands into his pants pockets. "Do you want me to help you find him?"
Alarm bells rung loud and clear in Serena's head. "That wouldn't be wise," she evaded softly.
"The jealous type?"
"Very."
He stared down at her ruefully. "It's a damn shame. He's a lucky guy."
"Then you aren't angry?"
He reached out a finger and gently traced the line of her cheek. "Only with myself for being too late. If I were the asshole everyone think me to be, I would say to hell with him, whoever he is , but I'm not. I'd better go and get my self some to drink before I'll say something that would be better left unsaid. Don't let them grind you down." That finger brushed over her lips once before he turned and vanished into the crowd.
Serena sighed and pulled herself together and made her way to the hall where she found Darien clearly waiting for her. Looking none to pleased. The grip on her arm proved it, she paled a little but refused to be intimidated.
"What have you being up to, Serena?" he asked.
"Up to?" she asked evenly, but her mind jolted violently. 'Oh God what did he know?'
"Someone said they thought they saw you running this way," he stated , watching her closely.
"I never run anywhere, Darien, but I did hurry. I thought i had a stained my dress and went to the powder room to fix it. That was all." the lie just rolled off her tongue.
Darien tested that for a nerve-racking second before his grip eased. Then he smiled, "That had been be all, Serena. Now there is someone I want you to meet."
He slipped his arm around her waist, where his hand rested possessively on her hip. For a brief moment Serena shut her eyes, relief now battling with the horror that always threatened on these occasions. Darien's hand tightened fractionally , and she knew he had found who he was looking for and something more. He was almost floating with suppressed emotion.
Serena moved obediently to the pressure. At first she couldn't see whom he was going to, then the crowd shifted, and she saw it was for a group on the terrace.
"Heero."
At the sound of the name the group parted, leaving Serena staring straight into the eyes of the stranger she dance with earlier. Her throat closed over at the shock and disbelief she saw in his eyes as he stiffened as all emotion was then removed from his eyes. Slowly his eyes moved from her to Darien and then back to her.
"Love, let me introduce you to Heero Yuy. Heero this is the young lad we discussed, Serena Maxwell."
At the sound of Darien's voice Serena gathered her scattered composure. "Mr. Yuy," she greeted gruffly.
Then he said with insolent mockery, in a cold voice, "You're to be congratulated, Darien. It appears you've found your... paradise." He then lifted his glass in salute.
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