Title: Who Really Cares for Me?
Author: Usagi San
Email: chiba_serena@hotmail.com
Genre: Rom
Rating: Pg13, may change throughout story
Part: Chapter 3, incomplete

AN: You may have noticed that I changed the name "Seiya" to "Charles" because some people didn't appreciate me putting Seiya as the villain.

Disclaimer: I don't own sailor moon
Chapter 3

I sat quietly at the dining room, using my fork to push around the food on my plate.

The farm trip was ruined after seeing Charles with someone else. Austal, bless her, seems to know that my mood had gone down, and suggested that we go home. On the way home, Austal kept on giving me questioning looks, but I refused to talk. Confiding Darien had been enough. I don't want everyone to know about my problems. Charles had insisted on coming home to dine with us. I felt crushed.

"Serena dear, are you ok? You're face seems a little pale," Austal inquired, concerned. I forced a smile on my lips.

"I'm fine Austal, don't worry about me," I replied. "Although I am tired, so if you will excuse me, I would like to retire for the evening."

"I'll walk her to her room," Darien started to rise.

"No, I'll do it," Charles interrupted.

I felt surprised by Charles's gesture. Why would he want to be alone with me? A flutter of hope rose in me. Maybe Charles is going to give a perfect explanation as to why he was with someone else! And I certainly don't want to be alone with Darien. Although we made silent truce, I still feel nervous around him.

"Charles, I would love to have your company," I said softly. Darien stared at me with disbelief. I looked away from his blazing eyes and focused my attention on Charles.

Charles accompanied me to my room. On the way, we were silent. I suddenly felt as if I was going to suffocate if one of us doesn't break the silence. Back in America, we had never had the trouble of nothing to talk about.

"Charles, who was that girl?" I finally broke the silence with my blunt question. He looked startled and paused midway on the stairs.

"I-I look Serena, can we please not talk about it," he asked, resuming his stride to my room. I hurried after him.

As we neared my door, I persisted, "I need to know who she is!"

"Alright fine," Charles suddenly looked furious. "Lydia is my *fiancé*."

Silence consumed us once again as I stared at him with amazement, not because of what he revealed, but because he doesn't seemed the least bit ashamed of himself. My palms itched to slap him on the face, but I knew that that wasn't appropriate.

"I thought you loved me," my voice trembled and I inwardly berated myself for asking the question. It sounded like I was begging to be taken back, which I was, but he doesn't have to know that.

To my utter surprise, he gave a sigh, and bowed his head as if ashamed with himself.

"Serena, I'm going to be honest with you," he began. "I really loved you, but I also love Lydia. I have to choose Lydia over you because you and I don't even live in the same continent! Plus, I know Lydia way longer than I know you. She's been my girlfriend since...since...since forever! Everyone expects us to get married."

By the time he was done, I was close to tears. The dull pain in my chest was unbearable.

"So what happened with me was just a fling? A summer fling?" I asked in a whisper. He nodded, confirming my worst fear. My heart shattered. But my pride wouldn't let me go without a last word.

"Well," I said frostily. "It's not like I was *waiting* to come back to your arms."

He paled and his eyes enlarged.

"That's right, I already am in love with someone else and he loves me back." I had only wanted to savage my dignity. I didn't mean to lie to him. As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I wished them back. How could I be in love with anyone when I just got here? Me and my big mouth!

At least it had effect. Charles's eyes narrowed, and I remembered how he was a VERY jealous type and was very possessive of me when we were *flinging*.

"Who Is He?" he grounded out, one arm reaching out to grab my arms.

"Ow!" I started in surprise when Charles's hand grabbed me. "Charles! Remember where you are! Compose yourself and kindly remove your hand from my arm!"

He dropped his hand but blocked my way as I tried to enter my room.

"It's none of your business who I love," I stated coldly.

"Tell me!" he commanded harshly. I had never seen him so infuriated. It unexpectedly made me afraid. I have got to think of someone's name!

"It's Darien!" I blurted out. My eyes widened in horror as I registered what I had just said. Had I, Serena, said Darien's name? Oh I am so doomed.

"Darien? My cousin?" Charles asked confused. I nodded numbly. Charles opened his mouth and then closed it again. After a moment of silence, with me looking at my hands clasped together tightly in front of me, and him staring at me with shock, he finally broke the silence and said stiffly, "Congratulations. Darien is a good man." And with that, he left me standing outside of my room and departed to join the still going dinner down stairs.


...End of Chapter 3

Well, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I was actually pretty disappointed with this chapter, because this chapter seems mostly about Serena and Charles, not Serena and Darien. The next chapters though will focus on Darien and Serena. Promise! Although next chapter might not be out for at least 2 weeks.

Please remember to email me with comments! Bye and see ya!

-Usagi San ^_^