Desperate To Be Yours
Chapter One
The One with the Black Out

Serena Tsukino walked briskly down the street, scowling fiercely and muttering
under her breath.
"Who the hell does that guy think he is?" she grumbled. "Run into me, will
you?"
A girl passing her gave her a strange look.
"What?" Serena snapped. Suddenly, Raye Hino ran up, gasping for breath.
"Sere!" she shrieked. "You just ran into Darien Shields!"
"So?" replied the blonde coolly.
"He is the hottest thing that's hit town all year, Serena! He's been in Tokyo
for all of one day, and you've already snagged him! I hate you!" Raye joked.
"Snagged him?"
"Didn't you see his face? He was gone! He was beyond gone, he was history!
He's mad about you, Sere! It's obvious that he's crazy off you. Besides, he's
incredibly hot!" giggled Raye, flicking her long black hair off her shoulders.
Serena thought back and remembered the stranger's-Darien's-shaggy-cut black
hair, and his bangs flopping into his sapphire blue eyes. The deep tan, and
even the awesome way he dressed. Okay, so he was a rare specimen of a male,
but he was an awful jerk.

"I don't care if he's an Adonis, he's incredibly rude!" Serena glared at
Raye, who was staring back at her with an incredulous look.
"Ser-en----a! He picked up your books, and that's rude?" Raye's black eyes
flashed unbelievingly.
"He shouldn't have bumped into me in the first place," Serena pouted
stubbornly. Raye shook her head and dropped the subject. Mina Aino unexpectedly flew up behind them and tossed an arm around their shoulders.
"Girls! Have you seen the new guy?" she shrieked. "He is soooo fine! His name
is Darien Shields and he has floppy black-"
"We know, we know," Serena shouted. "He ran into me on purpose and I-"
"Serena!" Raye brutally freaked. "You ran into him, and he picked up your books!"
"He picked up your books?" Mina was seriously going crazy now. "It figures!
The guy's in town for a day and Serena's got a lock on him already!"
"I know!" agreed Raye. The two girls started discussing Serena's luck
jealously as the subject angrily looked on.
Lita Kino and Ami Mizuno ran up. "Hey, guys!" said Lita cheerfully.
"Oh, great. Now it's a party," snapped Serena.
The girls tried to ignore Serena's bitchiness, but when it became clear that
she wasn't going to cheer up, they made excuses and went their separate ways.
A while later, while she was walking down the street, Serena felt a thump on
her head. It hurt like crazy, but she was determined not to cry. You haven't
cried in two years, Serena. Her mind shouted. Don't ruin it and start now!
She obeyed herself and continued walking.
*What hit me, anyway?* She turned and looked back. She saw two little boys
picking up a baseball and staring after her with guilty little looks on their
small faces.
"Honey? Are you okay?" asked a nice looking woman as she noticed the young girl
swaying unsteadily as she walked. Serena faintly heard her through the buzzing
of a thousand bees in her ears. She opened her mouth and tried to speak, but
couldn't talk around her thick, cotton tongue. Again, Serena tried to scream
for help as black dots danced before her vision.
She had hardly opened her mouth before all went black. Distantly, Serena heard
the woman screaming for help.
* * *

Darien was strolling down the street when he heard the screams. Tensing, he
took out the rose that triggered his Tuxedo Mask transformation. Then he
noticed the crowd gathered around what looked like a body, and he relaxed.
There didn't seem to be any Nega monsters around, so he could stay in his
normal form-at least, for now anyway. He walked closer to the group and stopped
dead in his tracks. Snaking out from the crowd was a long, dark blonde pigtail.
Oh, God. Please, no! Not Serena. If anything happened to her...
Darien shoved his way through the crowd and knelt besides the girl he already
knew he loved.
"Hey, get away from her!" snapped a woman hovering above Serena.
"It's okay, I'm her--boy--uh--I'm her--friend--um--" What am I to her? He
found himself wondering.
"Her boyfriend?" asked the woman dryly.
"Uh--Yeah, sorta." Darien mumbled, sitting the unconscious girl up and leaning
her against his chest. The crowd thinned, and then disappeared altogether.
He looked down at the beautiful girl who was resting on his torso.
*I have to get her home,* he knew, *but I don't know where she lives.
I have to get her out of the sun, though.*
He glanced up and his eyes subconsciously slid to the direction of his apartment.
*Why not?* He decided, standing with Serena in his arms. *I have to get her
out of this heat, and my flat's only a block away.*
So Darien carried Serena to his apartment and laid her on the couch. She looked
so beautiful lying there, in his house, on his couch, her eyes closed, that
he just couldn't resist. He bent his head and kissed her mouth. She sighed,
somewhere off in a deep sleep, and he jumped away like he'd been scalded.
*What the hell were you doing?* His mind screamed. *She's fourteen years old,
not to mention unconscious!*
Darien, thoroughly disgusted with himself, turned on his heel and stomped to
the other side of the house.