Title: Who Really Cares for me?
Author: Usagi San
Email: chiba_serena@hotmail.com
Genre: rom
Rating: PG13
Chapter: 4, incomplete
Disclaimer: I don't own sailor moon.
AN: Ok, in this chapter, something *unexpected* happens that will totally blow you away! I won't write a long AN so you can get to the story fast. It is a bit short cuz I want you all to read it soon but just couldn't continue writing after this *unexpected* event. Sorry!
Chapter 4
That night, I didn't sleep well. Nightmares haunted me. In my nightmare, Darien had accused me of the most despicable things. He had found out somehow that I had lied to Charles and 'volunteered' his name in our conversation. The stricken face taunted me as I tossed and turned. Tears ran down my face as I tried to convince Darien that I had meant no harm and that the whole thing had been an accident.
I felt so relieved when I opened my eyes and found that it had all been a dream-a nightmare. Looking down, I realized that my blanket had twisted itself around me during the night. Faint traces of sweat were visible on my forehead.
I groaned as I heard a knock on my door. Squinting at the old clock on the wall, I saw that it was already 10:00.
"Just a moment," I called out to the knocker. The knock ceased. Dressing in a record of time in my simply dress, I walked gracefully to the door and opened to see who was knocking.
"Darien!" I exclaimed in surprise. He bid me good morning and forced his way into my room.
"Darien," I started, "we cannot be in the same room together."
Darien sighed.
"Sorry, just wanted to see if you got to your room safely last night," he said shortly, putting stress on the word "safely" and peering around my room. It dawned to me what he was accusing Charles and I of doing and I glared at him angrily.
"I got to my room just *fine*," I snapped, not in a good mood after a bad sleep, "And if you're looking for Charles, he's not here!"
He looked at me without saying anything. I still could not read a thing from his deep blue eyes. They are a mystery to me.
Suddenly, he grabbed my arms and pulled me close to him. I barely suppressed a gasp as I reeled from the sheer muscularity of him. His thighs pressed intimately against me, and my breasts brushed his chest. For a moment, I couldn't breathe, and my visions clouded. This had never happened to me before, not even with Charles.
"Don't lie to me, Serena," Darien pleaded with a pained look in his eyes. I stared at him as the veil blocking my vision was lifted. What is he talking about?
Perhaps he saw the puzzled look on my face.
"Charles already told me everything." I could swear I heard Darien's voice tremble.
"What did he say?" I asked biting my lips. Now I'm worried. What could Charles have possibly said that made Darien, the great Darien, tremble? A thought occurred to me. Could Charles have possibly told Darien what I told him last night?
Oh no!
"Darien," I said falteringly, "I didn't mean it! It was just a joke, and I didn't know it was going to hurt you this much."
"JUST A JOKE?!" Darien roared, his temper flaring. He shook me roughly and then practically lifted me up so that my gaze levelled with his.
"Serena, how could you be so careless?" The tremble was definitely there in his voice. "How could you let Charles *take* you after what you saw him do with Lydia?"
Now I'm baffled. What is Darien talking about? *take* me? What does that mean?
"Look Darien," I spat out, still in mid-air. "What are you talking about?"
"This morning Charles approached me and told me that you and him..." Darien paused painfully, then continued, "that you and him have already gone to bed last night, and that you forgave him."
"WHAT!!!!" My look of disbelief was too pure to be false. I began to struggle in Darien's hold on me. Instead of keeping me, he put me down.
"Did you, or did you not sleep with him?" he asked me with a serious look. I glowered at him. How could he accuse me of that? I'm not some loose lady who goes and flaunts herself to every man she sees!
"I did NOT sleep with him! How dare he?!" I swore under my breath. Charles is not going to get away with this! Something hit me and I turned to Darien.
"Why would he say all these things to you?"
Darien shifted and shrugged," I don't know. But he did look smug, like he has an upper hand over me or something. Weird."
A blush covered my cheeks I understood why Charles did that. He must be jealous of Darien!
So how was this chapter? Surprised everyone? *laughs* I don't know how I thought of that myself. Again I apologize for making this chapter so short, but I had to get this chapter out now so that you all can read it and be surprised. Please email me about what you think, good or bad. Thanks!
-Usagi San
Author: Usagi San
Email: chiba_serena@hotmail.com
Genre: rom
Rating: PG13
Chapter: 4, incomplete
Disclaimer: I don't own sailor moon.
AN: Ok, in this chapter, something *unexpected* happens that will totally blow you away! I won't write a long AN so you can get to the story fast. It is a bit short cuz I want you all to read it soon but just couldn't continue writing after this *unexpected* event. Sorry!
Chapter 4
That night, I didn't sleep well. Nightmares haunted me. In my nightmare, Darien had accused me of the most despicable things. He had found out somehow that I had lied to Charles and 'volunteered' his name in our conversation. The stricken face taunted me as I tossed and turned. Tears ran down my face as I tried to convince Darien that I had meant no harm and that the whole thing had been an accident.
I felt so relieved when I opened my eyes and found that it had all been a dream-a nightmare. Looking down, I realized that my blanket had twisted itself around me during the night. Faint traces of sweat were visible on my forehead.
I groaned as I heard a knock on my door. Squinting at the old clock on the wall, I saw that it was already 10:00.
"Just a moment," I called out to the knocker. The knock ceased. Dressing in a record of time in my simply dress, I walked gracefully to the door and opened to see who was knocking.
"Darien!" I exclaimed in surprise. He bid me good morning and forced his way into my room.
"Darien," I started, "we cannot be in the same room together."
Darien sighed.
"Sorry, just wanted to see if you got to your room safely last night," he said shortly, putting stress on the word "safely" and peering around my room. It dawned to me what he was accusing Charles and I of doing and I glared at him angrily.
"I got to my room just *fine*," I snapped, not in a good mood after a bad sleep, "And if you're looking for Charles, he's not here!"
He looked at me without saying anything. I still could not read a thing from his deep blue eyes. They are a mystery to me.
Suddenly, he grabbed my arms and pulled me close to him. I barely suppressed a gasp as I reeled from the sheer muscularity of him. His thighs pressed intimately against me, and my breasts brushed his chest. For a moment, I couldn't breathe, and my visions clouded. This had never happened to me before, not even with Charles.
"Don't lie to me, Serena," Darien pleaded with a pained look in his eyes. I stared at him as the veil blocking my vision was lifted. What is he talking about?
Perhaps he saw the puzzled look on my face.
"Charles already told me everything." I could swear I heard Darien's voice tremble.
"What did he say?" I asked biting my lips. Now I'm worried. What could Charles have possibly said that made Darien, the great Darien, tremble? A thought occurred to me. Could Charles have possibly told Darien what I told him last night?
Oh no!
"Darien," I said falteringly, "I didn't mean it! It was just a joke, and I didn't know it was going to hurt you this much."
"JUST A JOKE?!" Darien roared, his temper flaring. He shook me roughly and then practically lifted me up so that my gaze levelled with his.
"Serena, how could you be so careless?" The tremble was definitely there in his voice. "How could you let Charles *take* you after what you saw him do with Lydia?"
Now I'm baffled. What is Darien talking about? *take* me? What does that mean?
"Look Darien," I spat out, still in mid-air. "What are you talking about?"
"This morning Charles approached me and told me that you and him..." Darien paused painfully, then continued, "that you and him have already gone to bed last night, and that you forgave him."
"WHAT!!!!" My look of disbelief was too pure to be false. I began to struggle in Darien's hold on me. Instead of keeping me, he put me down.
"Did you, or did you not sleep with him?" he asked me with a serious look. I glowered at him. How could he accuse me of that? I'm not some loose lady who goes and flaunts herself to every man she sees!
"I did NOT sleep with him! How dare he?!" I swore under my breath. Charles is not going to get away with this! Something hit me and I turned to Darien.
"Why would he say all these things to you?"
Darien shifted and shrugged," I don't know. But he did look smug, like he has an upper hand over me or something. Weird."
A blush covered my cheeks I understood why Charles did that. He must be jealous of Darien!
So how was this chapter? Surprised everyone? *laughs* I don't know how I thought of that myself. Again I apologize for making this chapter so short, but I had to get this chapter out now so that you all can read it and be surprised. Please email me about what you think, good or bad. Thanks!
-Usagi San
