Short, but I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own SM.

II. The Meeting

"I'm telling you Lita, she's planning something. I can just smell it!" Serena Wallace talked to her friend, while doing some of the flower arrangements at the flower shop.

They usually spent this part of the day in the back, arranging them, and doing other works. The store was open, due that they had some costumers, and to let them know, a little bell was placed close to the door, warning them every time someone came in.

"Yes, I know. Pass me that scissor, please." Lita asked her friend and employee, while she arranged a bouquet of roses, "The thing is, Rena, how can we know what it is. Mina always keeps things secret, and she's extremely good at it."

"You know, I would like to be as good as she is at it. She always knows everything we want to hide, and she NEVER lets knows what we want."

"It's annoying!" Lita whined out, her blond friend nodded her agreement.

Rena was about to add something, when, a little bell sound distracted her. Looking at her friend's full hands, she got up from her stool and went into the store.

"Hello! Someone there!" The customer, which sounded pretty exasperated called. Just by his voice, Rena could tell it was someone young, about mid 20s. This was something peculiar. Most of the usual customers they had, when being men, where about 35 or up.

"Here! How may I help you?" Rena said coming to look at her visitor.

He sure is pretty neat! She thought once she looked at him. She had calculated right, mid twenties, extremely hot. He had black ebony straight hair, not too short, not too long, it fell slightly over his face, and eyes, dark blue eyes, which reminded her of the ocean, moving down, she could see his well defined abs, and muscular legs. She found herself scanning him from top to bottom. She was looking at him intensely, or more slightly, staring at him, there was only that hideous, horrible…

"Excuse me! Are you planning on helping me or staring at me all night?" The customer smirked, this brought Rena out of her daze.

"Gee sorry." She muttered out. He could surely have a good body and be attractive, but his mood surely killed all good looking stuff in him, and the green jacket was a sign of how his mood was.

"So, what can I do for you." She said in a sulky voice.

Darien Michael Shields couldn't believe what he was seeing. Upon entering the first flower shop he went to, he ended up looking at a major beauty, a goddess. NATURAL blond hair, blue eyes, perfect body, a perfect mouth, everything seemed just perfect. But, his bad temper got the best of him, and he found himself smirking at this young beauty, I mean, woman.

"Could you give me a dozen roses?" Darien asked this beauty in front of her.

"Sure. What color?" Rena asked, he was a major JERK. As an answer he shrugged.

"Don't know what that color is." She smirked.

"You choose, I don't care." He said with a sigh.

"hokie doky"

The last thing Darien saw of this blond was retreating to a room on the back part, and her moving hips and back...

"I can't believe that JERK!" Serena hissed entering the room where her boss was sitting.

"Uh oh. I know that face. What's wrong?"

"I can't believe that jerk. He is so, so, so,"

"So, what did he want?"

"A dozen roses, no matter their color."

"If you keep that face you'll make him go away." Lita smirked to her fuming friend, she smiled at her friend just to receive a glare. "Aw c'mon Rena, this isn't you."

She sighed defeated, by her own friend, "He's such a mayor JERK!"

"I'm taking out the flowers."

"NO!!! Let me, what kind of employee would I be if I let my boss do my job?" She asked in a mocking tone, grabbing the red roses and giving her a wink.

Before Lita could have responded, Rena was out of the room, carrying the asked item.

Rena returned to the room, carrying the flowers, she looked out for Darien. She had taken her time in there. Maybe she was lucky and he was gone, or maybe that wouldn't be lucky because they hadn't sold much that day, or maybe it would just be lucky for her, not for her friend, or maybe…

"I thought you had forgotten your client." Darien smirked at her, causing her to frown a bit, and then make a fake smile, hard for her to do.

"Here are your Roses Sir." She said putting some emphasis of disgust in 'roses' and 'sir'.

"Gee, thanks." He said exasperated. Did it really took that much time just to get a stupid bouquet of roses, which he actually didn't cared about cause he didn't care who was going to receive them? The answer seemed to be NO. But, again, he wasn't in a hurry. If he was lucky he wouldn't find his date. That was IF.

"That's 12 dollars." She said seriously, just in front of the cash register.

(A/N: sorry. Have NO idea how much a bouquet of roses would cost.)

He took out his wallet, paid for them, and moved out.

"Have a lovely evening" that was the last thing he heard before closing the exit door, he didn't heard the last part though, "NOT."

"Is he gone?" Lita asked coming in.

Rena nodded, and sat in a stool. "I don't know how can there be so many jerks in this world. Really, it pisses me off."

"Well, you're lucky you won't see him again."

Serena sighed, she knew it was almost impossible to see him again. After all, this was Chicago.