Title: Only Mine
Disclaimer: No, I do not own Sailor Moon sobs
Special Thanks to: Chibi-Chichan, Karla and Lindel =} Thanks a bunch, guys...
Author's Notes: My DarienMuse wasn't being really helpful on this part, so if it isn't really good, blame it on him. Some grossness up ahead, not a lot, but still gross. I promise to make the next part really foofy between Darien and Serena to make up for it... Anywayz, here's to hoping I've done an alright job!! Lolz... enjoy peoplez...
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Only Mine – Part Two.
"Hey, do you have a lighter?"
Holding out a cigarette, the overly made up girl shifted her weight to her other leg, her left hip cocked to the side. Tapping the toe of her boot, she lifted an eyebrow at the man.
"Well?"
The man smiled, his yellowed teeth showing. The girl shivered. There was something about the man that didn't sit well with her. Shifting uneasily, she placed the unlit cigarette back into her mouth and backed away slowly.
In a move that was too fast for her to see, the man, caught her hair in his fist, yanking her head back and exposing her delicate throat.
"Where you going? I still have to light your cigarette."
The girl screamed.
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"I'm ready."
"For what?"
"I'm ready for whatever evil there is out there. I'm ready to take them on."
Darien smiled and draped an arm over one of Serena's shoulders. "That's good then. I bet the negaverse won't know what hit them."
Giggling, Serena wrapped an arm around Darien's waist. A peaceful silence settled over the two, each to their own thoughts. Glancing ahead to her house, Serena was shocked to see a police car parked in her driveway.
A cold feeling came over her.
Breaking away from Darien's grasp, Serena sprinted towards her house, with Darien close on her heels. Reaching the front porch, she pushed open the front door, all the while calling out her parents' names.
Bursting through the door, Serena came to a halt as she took in the scene before her. Her parents were seated on the family sofa, with a police officer sitting opposite to them. At the sight of her, all three got to their feet, her mother crying in obvious relief.
"Serena, where have you been? I've been so worried! I just—"
Her mother broke off into tears. Glaring, Serena's father wrapped his arm around his wife, consoling her. "Serena, you and I will have a big talk after this."
Turning to the police officer, he gave an apologetic expression. "I'm sorry to have wasted your time, officer."
The officer smiled, and shook Mr Tsukino's hand. "No problems. I'll just see myself out. Have a good night."
Serena trembled as she stood by the door, her gaze cast at the ground. She clasped her hands together as she waited for the eruption to occur. She didn't have to wait long.
"Serena! Where have you been? Your mother and I have worried ourselves sick over you! It's two in the morning and you're now just coming home? What have you been doing since the finish of school?"
Serena, while still gazing at the floor, tried to come up with a plausible explanation. She couldn't well tell her parents that she'd spent the last couple of hours at Darien's apartment, now, could she.
Her mother's voice penetrated her thoughts. "Serena, if anything has happened, or if you are involved in anything, you must tell us. Don't be afraid."
Serena's head snapped up, and she looked at her parents as if they were crazed. "Nothing's going on. I'm not involved in anything or doing anything wrong. Why would you think that?"
"Hey, Serena. You, okay?"
All three people turned to stare at the person in the doorway. Serena smacked her forehead while cursing under her breath. Darien gave a sheepish look.
"Uh, hi."
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It was cold.
The teenage girl came awake, her ears picking up slight murmurings in the background, an almost chant-like sound. Blinking awake, the girls' vision slowly came into focus.
She screamed.
Standing over her, was three hooded men, their faces hidden from the girl's view. Almost immediately, the girl struggled to get up, only to find that her efforts were futile as her wrists and ankles were tied, opening her body.
Lifting her head, she tried to make out her surroundings. Shadows shifted through the room along with the flickering lights of many candles. She could see herself in a glass mirror that was on the far side of the wall.
She was naked.
There was blood covering her body, blood of which she was sure wasn't hers. Numbness threatened to overwhelm her, and the urge to escape screamed through her. She once again struggled with the ropes that were holding her hostage.
The sound of a door opening caught the girl's attention. Glancing around the room, she noticed for the first time, the hooded figures that surrounded her. It seemed to her that she was on some kind of dais. The feeling of escape intensified within her, and she struggled helplessly with the straps.
"Its pointless to struggle. "
The girl screamed, and her mouth was immediately filled with a type of liquid.
Spitting it out, the girl gave another horrified scream, as the remaining drops of blood dripped from her lips. It was then that her nude form was covered with hands, so many of them, wiping up the blood from her body.
She caught glimpses of faces, all of them laughing, held in a trance.
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Serena sat next to Darien quietly, their hands linked in support of each other.
Her parents sat opposite them on the family couch, both of them looking quite shocked. Her mother especially, Serena noted, looked a little pale. Glancing up at Darien, she tried a reassuring smile. It came out weak.
Serena's mother spoke up. "Ho-how long have you two been together?"
Serena and Darien both looked at each other, before Serena answered, "almost a year."
Serena's father shook his head. "Serena, I just don't understand. Why didn't you tell us? And you could've at least gave us a phone call last night so we wouldn't overly worry about you."
Serena sighed. "I know, I know. I forgot and I'm sorry for causing you to worry."
Both parents sighed warily. Serena's father glanced at the clock and grumbled. "Its three o'clock in the morning, I haven't had my coffee, I haven't been to bed and I've got work at eight." Pausing, he regarded the couple seated opposite them silently before addressing them.
"We will talk first thing tomorrow when I get back from work. For now, lets all get some rest before I slip into a coma at work from lack of sleep."
At once, Serena and Darien jumped to their feet and bid both parents good night, watching them ascend the stairs, their slow steps a telling sign of how tired they really were. Left alone, Serena walked Darien to the door.
"Well, at least we'll have til tomorrow to deal with them. I'm sorry for this, Darien."
Shaking his head, Darien lifted Serena's hand to his lips and silently pressed a kiss into it. He looked into her eyes and gave murmured, "I'll be here tomorrow at about four, after school. Goodnight, Serena."
Sighing, Serena returned the farewell and watched him make his way back down her street, before locking the door and making her own way to bed.
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The girl watched as the hooded figure approached her. Breathing hard and fast, she gave one last frantic struggle against her bonds. Somehow she knew that this would be the last breath that she would draw.
Images of her life flashed before her. It was amazing, how in times of grief, the mind sorted out a more peaceful place to dwell. Her mind settling on her ninth birthday, the girl's gaze clouded over.
Remembering the happy time that she had, the girl didn't feel the cool touch of the knife on her throat. Neither did she feel the spill of blood, which gushed out from her neck.
Gurgling, the girl took one last breath, her lungs quickly filling up with blood. In that final moment, she blew out her candles.
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Serena gasped, sitting up in bed.
Breathing hard, she pulled away her moon and stars blanket and slipped out of her bed. Making her way to her window, she shifted the curtain to look outside. The night was pitch black, the moon's rays covered.
Her mind replayed the flashes of images that she had seen several minutes earlier. She fell to her knees, no longer able to stand through the onslaught of horrific images. Breathing hard, she took one glance out the window.
She knew, without a doubt, that evil had struck again.
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Whew! Glad that's done with. R and R as always...