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Tell Me Your Wish


Chapter 3 - Crazy Morning

Sitting at the counter of the Crown Fruit Parlor, he continued to read through his papers. "Something bugging you?" Andrew asked as he began to wipe down the counter. It was saturday so school was out of session til monday. Crowded with teens, it was difficult to hear.

"What?" Darien asked, glancing up at his friend. Taking his reading glasses off, he placed them in his pocket.

"Something wrong?" He leaned a bit closer, easier for both of them to hear.

"Oh-" Darien smiled, shaking his head. "No, no nothings wrong."

Raising a brow, Andrew snatched the papers out of Darien's hands. "I'm not stupid, Darien." Andrew smiled at his friend. "Talk."

Looking around, he could see all the young teenagers screaming and yelling behind him. He had gotten use to hearing it at school, but in public, it was just too much. "Can we talk somewhere quieter?" Nodding his head, Andrew agreed to meet with Darien after closing down the shop. Because it was saturday, Andrew always liked to close early. Sure, he was a teen once, but even he couldn't take the screaming. Just as he promised, he kept his parlor light on, just so Darien would know. Enetering his friends fruit shop, he sat at the counter. Sitting, waiting for him, was a glass of gin. Andrew had a glass poured for himself. "I didn't think you were a drinker?" Darien chuckled.

Shaking his head, Andrew lifted the glass to his lips. "I'm not." Starring, Darien watched as his friend whisped it down. "Gah!" His friend coughed, "I never get use to this taste."

Laughing now, Darien took a sip of his drink. "Nobody ever gets use to the taste, Andrew."

"So what's been eating at you?" Andrew leaned on his counter, his elbows sat. "Especially today."

Shaking his head, Darien laughed to himself. "You'd never believe me." He looked up at his friend. Darien felt as if he were going insane.

"Try me."

"Andrew," Darien pointed to him, "what I tell you. . .can never leave this room." Smiling, Andrew nodded his head. "You'll never guess what happened to me this morning."

Darien couldn't believe what he was seeing. How could someone eat so much? Sitting in front of him was the young blonde, not only had she finished every plate on her own, she literally licked every single one of them clean. "Hungry?" Darien asked.

"Sorry-" she began to blush. "It's been a couple of years since I've eaten."

"Years?" He looked at her. "How old are you?"

"I don't really like to discuss my age."

"Try me."

Looking up at the jet black haired man, she starred. "Try you?" She continued to stare. Shaking her head, she smiled. "No, I'm okay."

Raising a brow, he found himself rathe confused. "I wish you would tell me how old you are?" He smiled.

Frowning she crossed her arms. "That was a waste of a wish." Suddenly his smiled disappeared. "I'm one hundred and five million-years-old. There!" She yelled, "happy?"

"Mi-mil-million?" He stared dumbfounded. "But you look so. . ."

"When it comes to looks-" she smiled, "genie's never really age."

"I can see that." He continued to stare at her glossy pink lips. "You're from the. . .Moon Kingdom?"

Giggling, she shook her head. "No." She placed both her hands on the table top. "I'm from the Silver Moon Crystal."

"Excuse me. . .?"

"I was created from a silver crystal believed to be from the moon millions of years ago."

"How exactly did you get the name, Usagi?"

"Well," she looked out Darien's window apartment, it was sunny out. The Moon was no where in sight. "Because it was believed the crystal came from the moon, they namd me after the rabbit on the moon."

"Usagi. . ."

"But you have to promise not to tell anyone about me!" She quickly stood, "promise me! You won't say a word!"

"Okay," Darien rose both his hands, "I promise."

"So you're trying to tell me. . .you have a blonde headed girl named, Usagi, living in your fathers old gravy server in your apartment?" Andrew stared at his friend. As Darien nodded his head, Andrew broke down into laughter. "Darien. . ." Andrew placed both his hands on his hips. "Look I know you don't like to open up, but dude you don't need to lie."

"That's just it!" Darien stood now, "I'm not lying!"

"What?"

"Andrew. . .that lamp has been passed down from generation to generation in she shields family." Beginning to pace back forth now, he stopped and turned to his blonde headed friend, "The last time anyone had ever seen her was one hundred and five years ago."

"When she was created?"

"Yes!"

"So what?" Andrew shrugged his shoulders. "Are you sure you're okay?" Andrew smiled.

"ANDREW!" Darien yelled at his friend. It was rare Darien ever rose his voice to him, "I think she was created to meet me."

Starring at his once sane friend, Andrew merely shook his head. "Look, Darien." Andrew began to rub his temple, "until I meet this. . .Usagi." Darien stared at his friend, "I just. . .I just can't believe it."