"Completely Breathless"
I own nothing. Don't bother suing me. I own nothing. I have nothing. Get over it.
Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews, guys! And I noticed a few grammatical/plot errors towards the end of the script. Gimme a break!!! :P
**Correction to aid in Your Confusion**
Serena lost Tuxedo Mask. She didn't know he was "Darien." So, that whole scene with Serena asking about Beryl, who at the time REALLY
was Darien's cheerleader girlfriend who was really the leader of the
negaverse. Vice-Versa- Darien doesn't know Serena is Sailor Moon, tisk tisk. You get
it now.
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May God bless you all! :)
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^**^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Chapter Three *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^**^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
The automatic doors slid open systematically as I stepped onto the doorstep of the crown arcade. I hesitated. I hadn't stepped foot in here since - well - since I had gotten depressed about Tuxedo Mask being taken. Forcing myself to take a step forward, I stepped into the arcade and sat down in "my" booth. This was the best booth in the entire arcade.
I heard footsteps behind me. Andrew. He walked up to my booth and grinned slyly at me before whipping out his order pad and winking at me. I almost laughed. Forcing myself to grin, I nervously tucked a piece of stray hair behind my ear. I soon realized that my ankle-length blonde/ silver hair was hanging straight to my ankles. So much for a braid, I thought.
"Why I don't believe I have seen you in here before," he told me suavely.
I giggled and blushed. Playfully I picked up my menu and smacked him. "Andrew Faturah (A.N.- I know that's not right but deal with it :P), are you hitting on one of your best customers?"
He blinked. "But I haven't -"
I pulled my hair up into a bun. Maybe with that out of my face he would realize-
Bingo.
"Serena!" he exclaimed, dropping his order pad and enveloping me in a great hug. He was making me dizzy with all that movement. I gently pushed him back and scooted over so he could sit by me. "Where have you been? I haven't seen you in a LONG time."
I sighed. "I've been busy, Andrew. Very busy." I looked down at the table.
He tapped my forehead, "What happened?"
I cleared my throat. "Um-Can I get a milkshake?"
He laughed, "That's my Serena. Sure, I'll be right back, Hun." He got up and walked off to behind his counter. I heard him humming.
Man, was it quiet. I hated the silence. Silence was always much louder when you wished it to be quiet.
As Andrew turned around to come back to me, he saw my shoulder and my back and dropped the milkshake. When the glass shattered I turned around to see him with his eyes wide open. "Serena! What happened to your shoulder?"
I winced. Why me? "I fell."
"WHERE?!" He asked angrily as he walked over to the booth. "You are going to see a Doctor and I am taking you!" He turned around and stomped over to his counter where he began to pull out his belongings.
"I don't need to go!" I pleaded, standing up out of the booth.
He only glared at me. A look that clearly said, I don't care what you say. He grabbed his stuff and walked to the door, "Come on!"
I groaned and followed him. We walked outside and he locked the doors. And that was the farthest we got, because his car wouldn't start. So, just as I am sighing in relief of not ANOTHER doctor visit, he whips out his cell phone and dials a number.
"Hey Dare-Yeah -Not much I just have a favor. A friend of mine is hurt and I want to see her get to the hospital. She has some bad bruises. You think you can help her out? My car won't start." He breathed.
He paused then smiled. "Great! We're outside the arcade."
I frowned. "Wonderful."
Ten minutes later I looked at Andrew as I saw him step out of his car. "You're kidding right??" Andrew looked at me strangely, "How do you know Darien?"
"He's a jerk that I go to school with." I told him as he walked up.
"Talking about me, I presume." He laughed as he flipped a piece of ebony hair out of his face. "Well, well, Serena, I knew I'd be seeing you again sunshine."
I grimaced and scowled at him. I crossed my arms. I was not going to cooperate with his lame jokes and nicknames.
He rolled his eyes at my response. "So where's the girl I need to help?"
Andrew looked at Darien skeptically. "She's standing in front of you, moron."
"-But I just saw her at school and she was fine?"
Andrew twirled his finger at me to turn around. Begrudgingly I turned around. "Fine, huh?" he mimicked.
Darien's eyes widened a fraction. He hadn't known she had been hurt. He touched her bruised shoulder with his finger. It was warm to the touch.
Serena shivered.
Darien prodded his finger again, now into the middle of her back, where a large purple bruise had blossomed.
I took a deep breath as a dizzying effect started to take hold of me. As hard as I tried to fight it, I felt myself falling backwards. I groaned as I fell into Darien's arms.
He looked concerned. "C'mon, let's get you to the hospital." He pushed me back up into a standing position. "Thank-you," I told him as I staggered forward. I took a few steps towards his car but then I collapsed. Darkness enclosed me.
Darien scooped me up in his arms and gently put me in his car. And off we were to the hospital. After awaking, I found myself in a waiting room for several hours. No persuasion affected Darien.
"Tskino, Serena." A nurse called out from the doorway. We followed her into a small room with a few chairs and an examination table.
"What seems to be bother you, Miss?" the nurse asked blandly as she looked up from the chart.
"Um-I fell and I think I need to get it checked out," I told her nervously. What if they asked how??
The nurse looked up from the chart and at Darien then back to me, "You seem to have a lot of 'falling' accidents, Miss Tskino." And then she dropped the chart in the slot and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
I blushed as Darien turned towards me. "What did that mean?"
"I-I don't know," I lied. I could have told him that nurse's name and how many times I had seen her in the past few months. But that would probably seem a little disturbing to tell him, 'Oh well, you see, we play this game every week just about. I come in all bruised and she says the same thing every time.' So I didn't.
Darien walked over to where my chart was and picked it up.
"What are you doing? You can't read that; that's confidential!" I scoffed. "Besides, you can't read it anyhow. It's in doctor's lingo!"
Darien looked at me with a bemused look on my face, "Serena, I have been attending college classes since I was a freshmen. I was just accepted into dual med school. But I'm sure you know what that is. Where you can finish highschool and attend college at the same time."
I rolled my eyes, "Whatever."
He grinned and sat down with my chart in hand. He began to flip through it.
"Patient arrives with severe internal bleeding and concussion. 3/12"
"Patient arrives with dislocated shoulder and lacerations to the back. 3/15"
"Patient arrives with twisted ankle and broken nose. 3/20"
He looked up from the paperwork. "You must be really klutzy to go to the hospital three times this month already!" He said angrily as he closed the file and slammed it back into the slot. He stomped over to me and got in my face, "Does your boyfriend beat you?"
"What?" I asked confused.
"Does-your-boyfriend-beat-you???" he asked.
"I don't have a boyfriend."
"Then how do you get hurt so much?"
"I don't?"
"Tell me how!" he said angrily. He locked eyes with me. "Lately it seems I keep getting hurt in the youma battles in the park," I admitted.
He shook his head. "Didn't I warn you not to go into the park?"
I looked at him oddly. "What?"
"Didn't I warn you not to go into the park?" he asked more heatedly.
"No-Tux-No-Wait a second-You're??" All of a sudden everything was all too clear. Everything was all too cynical.
He nodded.
I got up off the table and took a few steps back. Nervously I tucked a few pieces of hair behind my ear. My headband moved a few inches.
"Did you cut your head?" he asked.
"No."
"Then why are you-"
"Fashion statement," I told him all too soon. My mind was still reeling. So.This is what happened to my Tuxedo Mask. He was reduced to some, some.. I started falling.
But as always he was there to catch me. As we locked eyes, I felt a familiar spark between us. He lowered his head and just as his lips were about to touch mine, the door opened and in came the doctor. We sprang apart like scolded children.
The doctor poked and prodded. She asked Darien to wait outside.
"So, Miss Tskino, back so soon?" Mrs. Mizuno asked.
"Yes, Mrs. Mizuno. Another nasty scrape with a youma." I told her.
Darien pressed his ear against the door. Was she really saying what he thought she was?
"Are the girls not protecting you Serena? You know as leader, they should be protecting you." She told me.
I looked down as Amy's mom looked at my shoulder.
"What's this around your forehead?" she asked.
I sighed. "You have to PROMISE not to tell them. I will tell them all when I am ready."
She nodded. "Serena, you know that I can't tell anyone anything that goes on in here. It's completely confidential. Especially when it comes you girls."
Darien blinked a little overly hard and looked straight through the door. His powers were good for something at least. He watched as Serena pulled off the band across her forehead.
I looked up at Mrs. Mizuno. She touched it gently with her finger. "What does this mean?"
I looked away. "It means this week we are all in trouble. I can't transform until my powers start to take hold, and that takes a week."
Darien walked back to the seat next to the door. He held a mighty power against the Sailor Scouts now. The only question was, was he willing to harm them with their leader so weak?
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Dun Duh DUH!!! What will happen next?? What will Darien do?
You'll find out later!
Thanks for reading! God Bless!
I own nothing. Don't bother suing me. I own nothing. I have nothing. Get over it.
Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews, guys! And I noticed a few grammatical/plot errors towards the end of the script. Gimme a break!!! :P
**Correction to aid in Your Confusion**
Serena lost Tuxedo Mask. She didn't know he was "Darien." So, that whole scene with Serena asking about Beryl, who at the time REALLY
was Darien's cheerleader girlfriend who was really the leader of the
negaverse. Vice-Versa- Darien doesn't know Serena is Sailor Moon, tisk tisk. You get
it now.
No Flames + Lotsa Review = More THOUGHTS about updates.
May God bless you all! :)
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^**^*^*^*^*^*^*^* Chapter Three *^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^**^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
The automatic doors slid open systematically as I stepped onto the doorstep of the crown arcade. I hesitated. I hadn't stepped foot in here since - well - since I had gotten depressed about Tuxedo Mask being taken. Forcing myself to take a step forward, I stepped into the arcade and sat down in "my" booth. This was the best booth in the entire arcade.
I heard footsteps behind me. Andrew. He walked up to my booth and grinned slyly at me before whipping out his order pad and winking at me. I almost laughed. Forcing myself to grin, I nervously tucked a piece of stray hair behind my ear. I soon realized that my ankle-length blonde/ silver hair was hanging straight to my ankles. So much for a braid, I thought.
"Why I don't believe I have seen you in here before," he told me suavely.
I giggled and blushed. Playfully I picked up my menu and smacked him. "Andrew Faturah (A.N.- I know that's not right but deal with it :P), are you hitting on one of your best customers?"
He blinked. "But I haven't -"
I pulled my hair up into a bun. Maybe with that out of my face he would realize-
Bingo.
"Serena!" he exclaimed, dropping his order pad and enveloping me in a great hug. He was making me dizzy with all that movement. I gently pushed him back and scooted over so he could sit by me. "Where have you been? I haven't seen you in a LONG time."
I sighed. "I've been busy, Andrew. Very busy." I looked down at the table.
He tapped my forehead, "What happened?"
I cleared my throat. "Um-Can I get a milkshake?"
He laughed, "That's my Serena. Sure, I'll be right back, Hun." He got up and walked off to behind his counter. I heard him humming.
Man, was it quiet. I hated the silence. Silence was always much louder when you wished it to be quiet.
As Andrew turned around to come back to me, he saw my shoulder and my back and dropped the milkshake. When the glass shattered I turned around to see him with his eyes wide open. "Serena! What happened to your shoulder?"
I winced. Why me? "I fell."
"WHERE?!" He asked angrily as he walked over to the booth. "You are going to see a Doctor and I am taking you!" He turned around and stomped over to his counter where he began to pull out his belongings.
"I don't need to go!" I pleaded, standing up out of the booth.
He only glared at me. A look that clearly said, I don't care what you say. He grabbed his stuff and walked to the door, "Come on!"
I groaned and followed him. We walked outside and he locked the doors. And that was the farthest we got, because his car wouldn't start. So, just as I am sighing in relief of not ANOTHER doctor visit, he whips out his cell phone and dials a number.
"Hey Dare-Yeah -Not much I just have a favor. A friend of mine is hurt and I want to see her get to the hospital. She has some bad bruises. You think you can help her out? My car won't start." He breathed.
He paused then smiled. "Great! We're outside the arcade."
I frowned. "Wonderful."
Ten minutes later I looked at Andrew as I saw him step out of his car. "You're kidding right??" Andrew looked at me strangely, "How do you know Darien?"
"He's a jerk that I go to school with." I told him as he walked up.
"Talking about me, I presume." He laughed as he flipped a piece of ebony hair out of his face. "Well, well, Serena, I knew I'd be seeing you again sunshine."
I grimaced and scowled at him. I crossed my arms. I was not going to cooperate with his lame jokes and nicknames.
He rolled his eyes at my response. "So where's the girl I need to help?"
Andrew looked at Darien skeptically. "She's standing in front of you, moron."
"-But I just saw her at school and she was fine?"
Andrew twirled his finger at me to turn around. Begrudgingly I turned around. "Fine, huh?" he mimicked.
Darien's eyes widened a fraction. He hadn't known she had been hurt. He touched her bruised shoulder with his finger. It was warm to the touch.
Serena shivered.
Darien prodded his finger again, now into the middle of her back, where a large purple bruise had blossomed.
I took a deep breath as a dizzying effect started to take hold of me. As hard as I tried to fight it, I felt myself falling backwards. I groaned as I fell into Darien's arms.
He looked concerned. "C'mon, let's get you to the hospital." He pushed me back up into a standing position. "Thank-you," I told him as I staggered forward. I took a few steps towards his car but then I collapsed. Darkness enclosed me.
Darien scooped me up in his arms and gently put me in his car. And off we were to the hospital. After awaking, I found myself in a waiting room for several hours. No persuasion affected Darien.
"Tskino, Serena." A nurse called out from the doorway. We followed her into a small room with a few chairs and an examination table.
"What seems to be bother you, Miss?" the nurse asked blandly as she looked up from the chart.
"Um-I fell and I think I need to get it checked out," I told her nervously. What if they asked how??
The nurse looked up from the chart and at Darien then back to me, "You seem to have a lot of 'falling' accidents, Miss Tskino." And then she dropped the chart in the slot and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
I blushed as Darien turned towards me. "What did that mean?"
"I-I don't know," I lied. I could have told him that nurse's name and how many times I had seen her in the past few months. But that would probably seem a little disturbing to tell him, 'Oh well, you see, we play this game every week just about. I come in all bruised and she says the same thing every time.' So I didn't.
Darien walked over to where my chart was and picked it up.
"What are you doing? You can't read that; that's confidential!" I scoffed. "Besides, you can't read it anyhow. It's in doctor's lingo!"
Darien looked at me with a bemused look on my face, "Serena, I have been attending college classes since I was a freshmen. I was just accepted into dual med school. But I'm sure you know what that is. Where you can finish highschool and attend college at the same time."
I rolled my eyes, "Whatever."
He grinned and sat down with my chart in hand. He began to flip through it.
"Patient arrives with severe internal bleeding and concussion. 3/12"
"Patient arrives with dislocated shoulder and lacerations to the back. 3/15"
"Patient arrives with twisted ankle and broken nose. 3/20"
He looked up from the paperwork. "You must be really klutzy to go to the hospital three times this month already!" He said angrily as he closed the file and slammed it back into the slot. He stomped over to me and got in my face, "Does your boyfriend beat you?"
"What?" I asked confused.
"Does-your-boyfriend-beat-you???" he asked.
"I don't have a boyfriend."
"Then how do you get hurt so much?"
"I don't?"
"Tell me how!" he said angrily. He locked eyes with me. "Lately it seems I keep getting hurt in the youma battles in the park," I admitted.
He shook his head. "Didn't I warn you not to go into the park?"
I looked at him oddly. "What?"
"Didn't I warn you not to go into the park?" he asked more heatedly.
"No-Tux-No-Wait a second-You're??" All of a sudden everything was all too clear. Everything was all too cynical.
He nodded.
I got up off the table and took a few steps back. Nervously I tucked a few pieces of hair behind my ear. My headband moved a few inches.
"Did you cut your head?" he asked.
"No."
"Then why are you-"
"Fashion statement," I told him all too soon. My mind was still reeling. So.This is what happened to my Tuxedo Mask. He was reduced to some, some.. I started falling.
But as always he was there to catch me. As we locked eyes, I felt a familiar spark between us. He lowered his head and just as his lips were about to touch mine, the door opened and in came the doctor. We sprang apart like scolded children.
The doctor poked and prodded. She asked Darien to wait outside.
"So, Miss Tskino, back so soon?" Mrs. Mizuno asked.
"Yes, Mrs. Mizuno. Another nasty scrape with a youma." I told her.
Darien pressed his ear against the door. Was she really saying what he thought she was?
"Are the girls not protecting you Serena? You know as leader, they should be protecting you." She told me.
I looked down as Amy's mom looked at my shoulder.
"What's this around your forehead?" she asked.
I sighed. "You have to PROMISE not to tell them. I will tell them all when I am ready."
She nodded. "Serena, you know that I can't tell anyone anything that goes on in here. It's completely confidential. Especially when it comes you girls."
Darien blinked a little overly hard and looked straight through the door. His powers were good for something at least. He watched as Serena pulled off the band across her forehead.
I looked up at Mrs. Mizuno. She touched it gently with her finger. "What does this mean?"
I looked away. "It means this week we are all in trouble. I can't transform until my powers start to take hold, and that takes a week."
Darien walked back to the seat next to the door. He held a mighty power against the Sailor Scouts now. The only question was, was he willing to harm them with their leader so weak?
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^**^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
Dun Duh DUH!!! What will happen next?? What will Darien do?
You'll find out later!
Thanks for reading! God Bless!