Yet again, Serena Tsukino was driving in her car talking on her cell
phone like mad. Everything was way out of order, and things had to be
fixed fast.
"So, wait, tell me again why Darien's in jail????" shouted Serena as she made a right heading towards the Crown. Andrew called about eight minutes ago, exclaiming that their birthday plans for Darien had a minor setback. 'This is definitely no "minor" setback. Hell, this makes all our plans way out of whack!' Serena's car halted at a red light.
"Ok," said Andrew a little bit calmer, "Darien called me asking for me to contact you."
"Me, why me?" asked Serena, and Andrew immediately heard her car speed up. She drove fast now that the light was green.
"Well, all I heard was he got pulled over by the cops and didn't have his license..and something about attacking a police?"
"What?! He attacked an officer?!" exclaimed Serena, she didn't know if she wanted to laugh, get mad, or be worried.
"Calm down, Sere, it's-" Andrew looked up to see the very woman he was talking to run into the arcade, followed by the jingling of the doors' bells, "gonna be ok?"
Serena composed herself after running into the arcade, looking at the hopeful Andrew, and turned off her cell phone.
"So, he did not get into any details?" Andrew shook his head no as she hung up the counter phone.
"Well, I have his license, and I'm sure Darien's sensible enough to keep his hands off an officer, even if it was a woman." Andrew grinned.
"Of course," he looked at Serena, "he would never touch another woman, now that he's seen the girl of his dreams again." Serena blushed, and Andrew's grin grew deeper.
"Well, anyways, there should be a logical explanation, and if the victim was sought and accused of false or seemed retaliation, some minor negotiations and apologies could be made to get him out, not to mention some serious ass kissing to whoever he offended, if needed."
"Or we could bail him out," said Andrew, trying to hold back his shock at how intelligent Serena sounded just a minute ago.
Serena smiled and took out Darien's wallet, "Well, why should we waste our money when we could get him out for free?"
"What do you mean?" questioned Andrew as he watched Serena's smile turn wicked enough to even cause him to be suspicious.
"Trust me," she said while putting the wallet back into her purse, "They'll be begging me to take him out."
Andrew just laughed when he saw Serena wink slyly, "I have faith in you then, Sere."
"Thanks, but before I leave, how did our poor criminal sound on the phone?"
"Like it was his birthday," said Andrew airily. Serena smiled a bit as she walked towards the door. 'He must feel like crap then.'
"I'll call you afterwards and we'll discuss some new plans for today...if only we suspected something like this would happen! Then we'd already have a backup plan."
"Haha. Well, good luck Sere, and Godspeed!" and the golden-haired girl was gone with the jingle of the bells.
~~~~
Darien sat on the ground against the brick wall of the prison cell he was in. He should have known something like this would happen. He should've stayed at home like he always did every August third, but no, he had to go out to get some beer so that he can officially waste away on this oh-so-happy day. 'Damn, this day to hell.' He thought as he looked around the cell yet again. There were two other men behind bars with him, still passed out from the night's adventures. At least he would have peace and quiet. He pulled his legs to him and hugged them just like he used to do at the orphanage.
"It sure feels like I'm there again," he said feeling the echo of his words travel around him.
He frowned as his dream came to his mind again, lingering at the very corner of his thoughts. He closed his eyes as the image of his parents and him were leaving their home to go to the city.
**flashback of dream**
"Mama! Where are we going again?" the little boy spoke in perfect Japanese, excitedly as he ran towards the front door. He felt a tug at his shirt and he fell back into his father.
"It's going to rain today," said the man, "You better get your rain coat."
Little Mamoru ran to his room and back with his rain coat already on in less than a minute. He then ran towards the car where his mother was waiting, dressed in a lovely blue dress with a black jacket over her to keep her warm. He hugged her waist and looked up, he didn't see a smile, but he felt one beaming down at him, as he felt his cheek being caressed by a smooth hand, in a way a mother can only do to her child.
"We're going to Tokyo today Mamoru," she said as she placed him in the back seat behind his father who already started the car, "aren't you excited?" He quickly nodded his head while fiddling with his seatbelt.
"Why?" he asked curiously looking up as they started driving, leaving their home on the mountain. It wasn't often they'd go to Tokyo city for fun, unless it was a special occasion, which he hoped it was. His suspicions were confirmed as his mother smiled back at him.
"You'll see..." Trailed her voice as Mamoru looked back at his slowly fading house and he heard the starting of rain drop onto his car's roof. He was glad he had his jacket with him.
**end flashback**
Darien let go of his knees and lay down on the cool, cemented floor. He clutched his head while closing his eyes tightly. He hated those kinds of dreams. They always made him wish he was never born, because he knew that it once happened to him before in some way....and he lost it all, because of a stupid accident. He felt the moist of tears forming under his closed eyelids and took a deep breath. It did not help at all that it was his birthday.
**flashback of dream**
Mamoru looked out the window after waking up from a dreamless sleep, it was raining still and the roads were soaked, not to mention the car. He looked at the front seats. His mother was sleeping and his dad was whistling a beautiful tune and did not take notice of Mamoru's waking state. That is until Mamoru yawned.
"Welcome back, son."
"Huh?" asked Mamoru, confused. He never left from his seat, why was he saying welcome back? He heard his father laugh a little as the windshield wipers made a squishy noise.
"I mean, good morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, papa," he said lightly as he wished he could whistle like his father. He saw a sign and read out loud, "Tokyo --- 20 miles."
"Yep, we're almost there Mamoru," he said while giving his son a thumbs up and Mamoru gave a gleeful "yay."
Not long after, his mother woke up, as well, and the family had a whole conversation of talking and laughing. A few trucks and cars passed their car, but otherwise that was the only sign of life they saw. Besides the nature around them, that is. Slowly Mamoru was drifting back to sleep again. He smiled as he heard his dad start to whistle that hauntingly addicting sound... 'It's very pretty...' Thought Mamoru as he yawned again, sleepily looking out his window onto the forest below. 'Very pretty...' Soon, when Mamoru felt he knew enough of the repeating music, he himself started to hum to it. He felt very proud that he was able to catch on and so did his father who smiled at him with happiness and pride. His eyes closed slowly, the childish smile still playing tenderly on his pale face, and he breathed the song that he took from his father, wishing that there were words to it. Even though there were none, his heart was still at peace, giving off a million and one words that could be formed into lyrics, wishing that they could be sang out to the whole world; or at least to him.
Mamoru was about to nod off for another dreamless sleep when he felt his body jerk up with the car. It was so sudden and immediately he felt the burn of the seatbelt cutting into his tender skin as he whipped forward. He heard the heart breaking scream of his mother in a high pitched voice full of fear and pain. And, he felt tears form in his eyes as he too felt the shadows of fear overwhelm him as a whole. His father calmly shouted reassuring words as Mamoru looked out of his window while trying to clutch onto whatever his hands were touching. The world outside of him was swirling in some sort of slow motion as he heard the screeching of tires and the mixture of wind and rain crash onto the piece of metal his family and he sat in. He was scared and crying.
"Mama!!!! Papa!!!! Please, make it stop!" he screamed as he clutched onto his head. Everything was making him dizzy with suspense and dread, and he could only see the world spinning with danger written all over it.
Then he saw it, the wet and rusted metal that railed along the edge of the mountain's cliff; the metal rail that gave everyone on this road a boundary to stay in. But, they couldn't help it as they descended towards it until a vicious whiplash could be felt as they crashed into the metal. Little Mamoru forced his neck to go up and felt pain shooting all over his body, and to his terror he saw the windshield shatter completely and his parents covered in blood and rain as they screamed in pain. He looked passed his soaking wet parents who screamed out for him, telling him that they loved him and he saw the most beautiful scenery of trees and hills and wet grass before him. The heavens were dark and angry and the rain poured harder as Mamoru felt gravity take its toll on the helpless car and he saw the ground of the Earth get closer and closer. He screamed at the top of his lungs and closed his eyes shut, trying desperately to grab onto something, to grab onto his parents, and then he heard the crash. Mamoru's parents stopped screaming. And he opened his eyes and gasped as he felt them grow wider than saucers.
His mouth stayed open as he tried to talk, tried to scream and tried to cry. But his voice was stuck at the lump of his throat and the pools of tears were shimmering in his eyes. He was helpless and he couldn't even close his eyes at the horrifying sight before him. His parents were crushed somewhere between the big piece of red metal that use to be his car and he couldn't reach them, he couldn't help them, he couldn't feel them or scream to them. Why? He did not know. Mamoru was contained in some sort of force field that was in the shape of a bubble and he floated above the accident, alive and safe. Why? He did not know. But, he did not want to be alive when all he had was gone now. At least he knew that. He soon felt his body move a little and took notice in alarm that the bubble he was in started moving towards his parents' metal grave. He grew scared once more and tried to scream again but his lungs started to burn and his eyes tightly shut as he slowly felt weaker and weaker. Once he touched ground the bubble disappeared and rain fell hard onto his limp body on the ground as he slowly went to sleep, clutching at the Earth's ground. Feeling its energy somehow go through him, Mamoru felt stronger, but not strong enough to open his eyes...
"Mama..Papa...I love you..." Little did he know that he would never have a dreamless sleep ever again.
~~~~
Darien opened his eyes slowly and wiped them with his sleeve, he was cold, and someone was distracting him from his thoughts. Faintly, but surely, he heard a very angry woman screaming out loud his name.. 'Who???' Then his eyes opened wider as he quickly stood up and ran towards the cell bars, clutching onto them gingerly.
"Serena?!"
~~~~
Sorry for the long delay guys, high school's really hard! Lol. And I couldn't think of a way to write what I wanted to write for this chapter..so I am still left unsatisfied with this piece of work right here, but I hope u guys are! So, I hope u enjoyed in some way, and review if you want more!
piss out and nadja trips out!
"So, wait, tell me again why Darien's in jail????" shouted Serena as she made a right heading towards the Crown. Andrew called about eight minutes ago, exclaiming that their birthday plans for Darien had a minor setback. 'This is definitely no "minor" setback. Hell, this makes all our plans way out of whack!' Serena's car halted at a red light.
"Ok," said Andrew a little bit calmer, "Darien called me asking for me to contact you."
"Me, why me?" asked Serena, and Andrew immediately heard her car speed up. She drove fast now that the light was green.
"Well, all I heard was he got pulled over by the cops and didn't have his license..and something about attacking a police?"
"What?! He attacked an officer?!" exclaimed Serena, she didn't know if she wanted to laugh, get mad, or be worried.
"Calm down, Sere, it's-" Andrew looked up to see the very woman he was talking to run into the arcade, followed by the jingling of the doors' bells, "gonna be ok?"
Serena composed herself after running into the arcade, looking at the hopeful Andrew, and turned off her cell phone.
"So, he did not get into any details?" Andrew shook his head no as she hung up the counter phone.
"Well, I have his license, and I'm sure Darien's sensible enough to keep his hands off an officer, even if it was a woman." Andrew grinned.
"Of course," he looked at Serena, "he would never touch another woman, now that he's seen the girl of his dreams again." Serena blushed, and Andrew's grin grew deeper.
"Well, anyways, there should be a logical explanation, and if the victim was sought and accused of false or seemed retaliation, some minor negotiations and apologies could be made to get him out, not to mention some serious ass kissing to whoever he offended, if needed."
"Or we could bail him out," said Andrew, trying to hold back his shock at how intelligent Serena sounded just a minute ago.
Serena smiled and took out Darien's wallet, "Well, why should we waste our money when we could get him out for free?"
"What do you mean?" questioned Andrew as he watched Serena's smile turn wicked enough to even cause him to be suspicious.
"Trust me," she said while putting the wallet back into her purse, "They'll be begging me to take him out."
Andrew just laughed when he saw Serena wink slyly, "I have faith in you then, Sere."
"Thanks, but before I leave, how did our poor criminal sound on the phone?"
"Like it was his birthday," said Andrew airily. Serena smiled a bit as she walked towards the door. 'He must feel like crap then.'
"I'll call you afterwards and we'll discuss some new plans for today...if only we suspected something like this would happen! Then we'd already have a backup plan."
"Haha. Well, good luck Sere, and Godspeed!" and the golden-haired girl was gone with the jingle of the bells.
~~~~
Darien sat on the ground against the brick wall of the prison cell he was in. He should have known something like this would happen. He should've stayed at home like he always did every August third, but no, he had to go out to get some beer so that he can officially waste away on this oh-so-happy day. 'Damn, this day to hell.' He thought as he looked around the cell yet again. There were two other men behind bars with him, still passed out from the night's adventures. At least he would have peace and quiet. He pulled his legs to him and hugged them just like he used to do at the orphanage.
"It sure feels like I'm there again," he said feeling the echo of his words travel around him.
He frowned as his dream came to his mind again, lingering at the very corner of his thoughts. He closed his eyes as the image of his parents and him were leaving their home to go to the city.
**flashback of dream**
"Mama! Where are we going again?" the little boy spoke in perfect Japanese, excitedly as he ran towards the front door. He felt a tug at his shirt and he fell back into his father.
"It's going to rain today," said the man, "You better get your rain coat."
Little Mamoru ran to his room and back with his rain coat already on in less than a minute. He then ran towards the car where his mother was waiting, dressed in a lovely blue dress with a black jacket over her to keep her warm. He hugged her waist and looked up, he didn't see a smile, but he felt one beaming down at him, as he felt his cheek being caressed by a smooth hand, in a way a mother can only do to her child.
"We're going to Tokyo today Mamoru," she said as she placed him in the back seat behind his father who already started the car, "aren't you excited?" He quickly nodded his head while fiddling with his seatbelt.
"Why?" he asked curiously looking up as they started driving, leaving their home on the mountain. It wasn't often they'd go to Tokyo city for fun, unless it was a special occasion, which he hoped it was. His suspicions were confirmed as his mother smiled back at him.
"You'll see..." Trailed her voice as Mamoru looked back at his slowly fading house and he heard the starting of rain drop onto his car's roof. He was glad he had his jacket with him.
**end flashback**
Darien let go of his knees and lay down on the cool, cemented floor. He clutched his head while closing his eyes tightly. He hated those kinds of dreams. They always made him wish he was never born, because he knew that it once happened to him before in some way....and he lost it all, because of a stupid accident. He felt the moist of tears forming under his closed eyelids and took a deep breath. It did not help at all that it was his birthday.
**flashback of dream**
Mamoru looked out the window after waking up from a dreamless sleep, it was raining still and the roads were soaked, not to mention the car. He looked at the front seats. His mother was sleeping and his dad was whistling a beautiful tune and did not take notice of Mamoru's waking state. That is until Mamoru yawned.
"Welcome back, son."
"Huh?" asked Mamoru, confused. He never left from his seat, why was he saying welcome back? He heard his father laugh a little as the windshield wipers made a squishy noise.
"I mean, good morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, papa," he said lightly as he wished he could whistle like his father. He saw a sign and read out loud, "Tokyo --- 20 miles."
"Yep, we're almost there Mamoru," he said while giving his son a thumbs up and Mamoru gave a gleeful "yay."
Not long after, his mother woke up, as well, and the family had a whole conversation of talking and laughing. A few trucks and cars passed their car, but otherwise that was the only sign of life they saw. Besides the nature around them, that is. Slowly Mamoru was drifting back to sleep again. He smiled as he heard his dad start to whistle that hauntingly addicting sound... 'It's very pretty...' Thought Mamoru as he yawned again, sleepily looking out his window onto the forest below. 'Very pretty...' Soon, when Mamoru felt he knew enough of the repeating music, he himself started to hum to it. He felt very proud that he was able to catch on and so did his father who smiled at him with happiness and pride. His eyes closed slowly, the childish smile still playing tenderly on his pale face, and he breathed the song that he took from his father, wishing that there were words to it. Even though there were none, his heart was still at peace, giving off a million and one words that could be formed into lyrics, wishing that they could be sang out to the whole world; or at least to him.
Mamoru was about to nod off for another dreamless sleep when he felt his body jerk up with the car. It was so sudden and immediately he felt the burn of the seatbelt cutting into his tender skin as he whipped forward. He heard the heart breaking scream of his mother in a high pitched voice full of fear and pain. And, he felt tears form in his eyes as he too felt the shadows of fear overwhelm him as a whole. His father calmly shouted reassuring words as Mamoru looked out of his window while trying to clutch onto whatever his hands were touching. The world outside of him was swirling in some sort of slow motion as he heard the screeching of tires and the mixture of wind and rain crash onto the piece of metal his family and he sat in. He was scared and crying.
"Mama!!!! Papa!!!! Please, make it stop!" he screamed as he clutched onto his head. Everything was making him dizzy with suspense and dread, and he could only see the world spinning with danger written all over it.
Then he saw it, the wet and rusted metal that railed along the edge of the mountain's cliff; the metal rail that gave everyone on this road a boundary to stay in. But, they couldn't help it as they descended towards it until a vicious whiplash could be felt as they crashed into the metal. Little Mamoru forced his neck to go up and felt pain shooting all over his body, and to his terror he saw the windshield shatter completely and his parents covered in blood and rain as they screamed in pain. He looked passed his soaking wet parents who screamed out for him, telling him that they loved him and he saw the most beautiful scenery of trees and hills and wet grass before him. The heavens were dark and angry and the rain poured harder as Mamoru felt gravity take its toll on the helpless car and he saw the ground of the Earth get closer and closer. He screamed at the top of his lungs and closed his eyes shut, trying desperately to grab onto something, to grab onto his parents, and then he heard the crash. Mamoru's parents stopped screaming. And he opened his eyes and gasped as he felt them grow wider than saucers.
His mouth stayed open as he tried to talk, tried to scream and tried to cry. But his voice was stuck at the lump of his throat and the pools of tears were shimmering in his eyes. He was helpless and he couldn't even close his eyes at the horrifying sight before him. His parents were crushed somewhere between the big piece of red metal that use to be his car and he couldn't reach them, he couldn't help them, he couldn't feel them or scream to them. Why? He did not know. Mamoru was contained in some sort of force field that was in the shape of a bubble and he floated above the accident, alive and safe. Why? He did not know. But, he did not want to be alive when all he had was gone now. At least he knew that. He soon felt his body move a little and took notice in alarm that the bubble he was in started moving towards his parents' metal grave. He grew scared once more and tried to scream again but his lungs started to burn and his eyes tightly shut as he slowly felt weaker and weaker. Once he touched ground the bubble disappeared and rain fell hard onto his limp body on the ground as he slowly went to sleep, clutching at the Earth's ground. Feeling its energy somehow go through him, Mamoru felt stronger, but not strong enough to open his eyes...
"Mama..Papa...I love you..." Little did he know that he would never have a dreamless sleep ever again.
~~~~
Darien opened his eyes slowly and wiped them with his sleeve, he was cold, and someone was distracting him from his thoughts. Faintly, but surely, he heard a very angry woman screaming out loud his name.. 'Who???' Then his eyes opened wider as he quickly stood up and ran towards the cell bars, clutching onto them gingerly.
"Serena?!"
~~~~
Sorry for the long delay guys, high school's really hard! Lol. And I couldn't think of a way to write what I wanted to write for this chapter..so I am still left unsatisfied with this piece of work right here, but I hope u guys are! So, I hope u enjoyed in some way, and review if you want more!
piss out and nadja trips out!