* Hi! Thank you for the wait. I will be posting the next chapters at a slower pace as they aren't written yet, until all the previous chapters. I'll post chapter 8 next week.

Also, a guest asked what age is Darien in the story. Well he's in university and she was jailbait when they met. That would mean he is 22.

Thanks for reading! Please let me know what you like or didn't like. It will help me improve the next chapters.

Late Night Escape

Chapter 7

Midnight blue eyes squinted predatorially. His favorite target was swaying her hips effortlessly a block ahead. And best of all, heading in the direction of his apartment. Unfortunately for him, his little bunny wasn't alone. Nope. Her blue haired friend was practically hovering over her like a mama bear. Which was interesting, since Amy wasn't the type to overreact.

Darien quickened his pace; he didn't plan on letting his little vixen go this time. The feel of her in the park was still fresh in his memory. It was driving him crazy. Hungry. And there was only one way to get that craving out of his system. If he was honest, it was probably going to be a lifelong addiction he never wanted to be cured of.

Seeing Serena made him want to throw her over his shoulder, head for his place and get his revenge. A little payback for that kick. Screw waiting till her birthday!

But there was something different about Serena that day. She wasn't bouncing around, laughing or tripping. Her hips and hair didn't sway as they usually did. The long-legged blond seemed calmer, but that wasn't the right description. 'Stiff,' he wondered. But it didn't matter. Her sky-blue eyes shone in the sunlight, her little adorable perky nose twitched, her profile displayed signs of maturity and those cherry colored lips moved deliberately as she talked to her genius friend. All those little details called to him as he approached them. He had managed to taste her skin, to feel her body against his, but those lips still eluded him. A growl escaped his throat, surprising even him. How had a couple of weeks made him go from infatuated to starving wolf?

Before the dark-haired man could sneak up on his target, Amy spun around to face him, completely blocking his advance. The girl's cold indigo eyes froze his intention. When did the shy little genius grow prickles and learned to glare? Rei's temper must have rubbed off on all the girls, he surmised. Darien's lips broke into his most dazzling smile, the smile that got him anything he wanted, from anyone.

Only, the answer was an eye roll and a look that plainly screamed, are you kidding me? Yes, Amy was bright, and not just book wise it seemed. The shy girl had become a more confident yet reserved woman.

"Good afternoon Darien." Her voice held no edginess but still displayed a good dose of coldness even with its polite demeanor.

"Hi Amy. Serena." It was actually quite interesting how his voice dropped and rolled her name now.

"Hi Darien," Serena barely turned to greet him. Her eyes never meeting his, her body staying hidden behind her serious friend.

"Aren't you guys heading to the arcade? How about I treat you to something to celebrate your last exam week?" Had he freaked her out so much at the park? Had he crossed the line? That couldn't be the reason Serena was so cold. No name calling. No insults. But she had embarrassed him several times now. The game was on and he wouldn't lose! Not today!

"Darien, I'm afraid that will be impossible. As you said, it is our last week of finals. We've decided to study every evening till Friday. I'm afraid that offer will have to wait till school is over," Amy's explained calmly but firmly.

"You can survive a week without our fights, can't you? Later Asshole!" The blonde's voice was teasing but didn't hold the bite it usually did. Amy just waved back at him and they turned to continue on their way slowly to Amy's place.

"No, I can't… No anymore." He hadn't bothered to whisper. Darien wondered if his voice had carried his longing to Serena's ear.

Shock overtook Lita as they climbed the stairs to the cages. Seriously? Of all the songs he could choose to play, that's what he chose… Seriously? The tall brunette turned toward the stage where the DJ played a remixed version of a pop song.

"K, what's your brother thinking… Playing an Ariana Grande song… At the Devil's Playground?"

"Well it's a fitting choice. ReRe certainly knows how to captivate the crowd." Ken grinned back to his brother, hiding a thumbs up behind his back. Even if he was head over heals in love with Lita, it didn't mean he couldn't enjoy the show. And Serena really did portray a Dangerous Woman oh so well. If only his Lita wasn't preoccupied, she probably could have matched her friend in moves.

"This is not a good idea Rena! You're in no condition to be dancing yet!" Lita rubbed her temples, exasperated. But her bubbly blonde friend was already gone, lost in the music.

Yes, they had gone through hell known to all students as Finals. And they probably passed everything. Highschool was over. Finally! Prom was two weeks away. It was time to celebrate! And they had, at Mina's place. With cakes, junk food and fruity drinks, and lots of loud music. But it hadn't been enough for Serena. Thus, at midnight, she dragged a less than enthusiastic amazon warrior to the club to let out the pent-up steam she had held in since her injury. No matter what her good friend thought, this was exactly where she needed to be.

Even if she couldn't pull half of her usual moves, Serena felt relief wash over her as the music blared. 'Yes, this is exactly how I wanted this week to end. With a Bang!' Even if the bang was sometimes joined with a jolt of pain.

The crowd was agitated which frustrated Lita's already raging spirit. She couldn't tell if it was the end of semester or the summer heat that made the guys trying to get to Serena more persistent and obnoxious than before. Maybe it was time to change clubs?

"What the hell is going on!?" Lita growled, her Amazonian temper flaring. "Why aren't they taking a hint tonight K!"

"What did you expect Litz?" Ken called from beside her over the base. "They witnessed ReRe dance with a guy."

"There was a reason for that! Fuck. When did one yes mean a free for all!? Fucking cavemen!" growled the brunette as another jock looking guy tried to push past her.

"Hey! I take offense to that Litz. This caveman here helped to get you guys in, and has had your back how many times!?" Ken's good-natured attitude shifted 180 degrees into a cold scold, turning his boyish good looks into something quite alluring. Lita suddenly felt her cheeks grow pink, which pissed her off. She wasn't as girly as Serena or Mina. The jock was suddenly lifted up by the tall brunette and had his face bashed in with her forehead.

"Damn! I need a drink!" Dropping the jock to the side, she glared daggers at the next approaching guys. "I know… I'm sorry K." She grinned charmingly back at him, trying to get back on his good graces.

Just then, a bouncer passed her a closed beer bottle as he made his round. They often did that when she was around. It wasn't everyday they got to watch a babe break bones. It was damn hot! Plus, it taught some club goers boundaries, lighting up their work load.

But it was obvious that Ken didn't like it, as his scolding face was joined with the clenching of his jaw. It didn't surprised Lita anymore how her Sailor scout experience allowed her to read the nuances in people and their expression. You could read them and their next move before it happened once you became a fighter. Therefore, it was no shocker when Ken turned away running roughly a hand through his already dishevelled hair trying to regain his cool. Nor did it surprise her when the jock guy got up and came to ask her instead for a dance.

She just couldn't understand men… No meant No… Why couldn't they just get the hint. And as for the perfect examples, there was ever persistent Ken, and speaking of the devil, Darien was making his way toward them. Yes! Men really couldn't take a hint.

Darien watched as his little bunny moved sensuously in her cage, her hair hung swung over her shoulder in a messy braid. He was surprised to see she had opted for a long loose sleeve shirt that uncovered one shoulder in the summer club heat. But at least her long legs were on display in black short shorts. Sweat glistened on her skin as she moved from side to side, one hand going over her head. The sway of her hips was mesmerizing as her stomach countered and her shoulders followed. Her cute pouty lips were open slightly, her long lashes closed as was her habit when dancing. His little seductress was lost in her own world in that gilded cage.

However, something still wasn't right. Just as he'd seen her with Amy on Monday, her movements were restrained. As much as he was enjoying watching her, Darien wanted to know exactly what was the matter. Fun could wait for after. Seeing a line of guys trying to make their way to his prey didn't phase him at all. Nope! That wasn't why he hurried, pushing past all of them. He wasn't being possessive at all…

"Bitch. Move out of the way! Who gave you the right to block the way to the Minx!?" The guy in front of Lita was taller than her, bigger built, with an enflamed ego that made him think he could do anything he pleased. Her eyes scanned his muscles, the result of a gym workout. She sighed, disappointed. 'He won't even last long enough in a fight to blow off some steam. This was not how I imagined celebrating my graduation. Fuck…'

"The minx, right babe?" a voice called behind them.

"Hey Jerk! Since when did I give you the right to call me that?" Lita cocked an eyebrow.

"Since I'm trying to save this idiot's ass before you pummel him." Darien grabbed hold of the guy's shoulder and used his superhuman strength to squeeze the muscle and bone. "Leave. Or I'll let her beat the shit out of you just for fun." Whether it was the threat or the pain, it didn't matter. The guy backed off quickly, followed by a bunch of others who recognized Darien as Serena's partner from last time.

"Not so fast Romeo! You'll have to stay away from her tonight." Lita blocked his way as Ken threw his head back, looking like he was praying to the gods for help. The chestnut-haired guy shook his head exasperated, then grabbed Lita's arm dragging her down the stairs towards the bar.

"Litz, you need to let them work this out."

"But, she's n..."

"No! They are old enough to be able to deal with their own problems. As for us, we've finally graduated. Now I'm getting you a drink and we're going to enjoy ourselves. Clear!?" Ken was looming over her. He had grown taller and came into his muscles in the last two years. And that didn't help her cause. He looked enticing when he dropped the best friend act.

"Ok." It was all she could manage. The brunette really needed to get her head back in gear. Didn't she just say to Serena that this could never work out. 'Civilian. Civilian. Civilian. Damn it! I really need that drink! Or two...' It was good to be finally drinking age but even then, she knew never to get drunk because of her super strength. Who knew the damage that would cause?

Serena knew he was there before she bothered to open her eyes. It was a funny thing to be able to sense her nemesis before he approached. Time to prepare herself, at least mentally. "Thank you Senshi training!' Her injuries were not yet fully healed. The pain was there when she moved too swiftly or touched them. She would have to be careful not to disclose how she got injured if Darien discovered them.

The door to her cage opened just as she turned on him. God, he looked sexy as sin in that black muscle fit t-shirt and pitch-black jeans. His hair was pulled back with gel for once, exposing those piercing navy eyes. Darien looked like a predator with that wolfish grin and intense stare. The petit blond should have gotten out of the cage before he had approached. It wasn't a good idea to be in a tight space now that he had made moves on her.

Darien watched Serena as she eyed him from head to toe, her face impassive but for that little glimmer in her eyes. It felt like a cowboy or samurai stand of. The tables were about to change. And predictably, Serena couldn't stay in his presence without snapping. The petit blond advanced trying to get out of the cage. But Darien advanced, blocking the opening. He grabbed the top of the door frame with both hands, looming over her. Towering over her without breaking his hold, he leaned in. 'I'm really liking these cages more and more. No where to run my little bunny.'

"Missed me, sweetheart?" He practically purred in her face.

"Not even a little you Egoistical Prick!" Serena replied smoothly. 'This is bad. Real bad!' She had two options. Squeeze by him, which she knew was a trap. Or hit him, again. Because of her injuries, she couldn't use either of her hands. One was damaged, the other she couldn't force because of her bruised ribs. Well, she could always knee him… It was so tempting! Just to wipe that satisfied grin off his face. But she couldn't risk her injuries.

'Lita was right. This had not been a good idea!' But it was too late to be sorry.

The blonde made to pass under his arm, but as soon as her body touched his, an arm engulfed her back while the other went to the back of her neck. To his surprise, Serena wasn't fighting him as per usual.

Finally! He would not be denied this time.

His mouth dropped to hers before she could struggle in his arms, pressing hard. He devoured, tasted, nipped, suckled those pink lips for all they held. Her taste intoxicating. As his hand slid from her waist to the top of her ass, Serena gasped. Wasn't that a nice little invitation? His tongue swept in, exploring and finally twisting with hers.

She was shocked at first with her first kiss, the intensity of it. But this devil was skilled. Her head went blank almost instantaneously. Inexperienced as she was, it didn't seem to matter. Serena wanted to taste and feel him just as much. She pressed into Darien, her lips following his lead, learning quickly, giving back what they received. He had the headiest taste ever; better than any dessert. 'I'm so screwed! If this continues, my answer will definitely be yes.' When he grabbed her ass, all reason to resist was replaced with scorching, overwhelming lust. His tongue explored her mouth first until she touched it with hers. Each flicker a caress, a promise of more.

Her arms wrapped around him gently but her nails dug into his skin through his shirt as she held on. That heady sensation, that heat, that electricity was building up in her from head to toe, focused at her groin as he pressed into her. Oh! But did it feel good! Serena needed more. Wanted more. Who cared about breathing? When Darien released her lips, she gasped as he laid heated kisses along her jaw. His teeth nipped her ear before laying havoc to her sensitive neck. As a moaned escaped her, his mouth reclaimed hers as he bent further down to feel her ass better.

Just as fast, he recoiled, letting her go, fingers rising to his bleeding lip.

Serena had bit him!

Reproachful eyes filled with lust glared down into her dazed ones. She was shaking lightly, panting, her knuckles white as she clung to the cage for support.

"I knew you were a hell cat, but biting. Really Meatball Head?!"