This is much shorter than I would have hoped, but I need to get moving with it... I had originally planned on doing "sagas" for each of Serena's lives, (in fact I have the first two chapters for Tsukino) but don't know how soon I'll get to it.
Sworn By Destiny- The Princess Saga- Chapter 2
"Darien?" Serena asked as she came up behind him.
"Yeah?"
Serena stood beside him and the other two men. "What stuff do you have to get to go surfing?" Darien smiled, and left the other two men to gossip like high school girls about Darien and Serena. Half an hour later, Darien and Malacite walked outside loaded down with three boards, and a very happy Serena in tow.
When they reached their towels, Serena smiled at them. "Now what?" she asked innocently. Darien looked at her. "You have such fair skin!" he exclaimed, trying to sound like this was the first time he had noticed. She looked at her arms and replied. "Yeah...." Darien smiled back at her, and showed her a tube of sunscreen.
She looked at him strangely. "You put it on your skin, and then you won't get this itchy red rash on your skin called sunburn. You want me to help you?" Darien asked, stuttering. Serena nodded, and lay out on her towel. Darien sat down next to her, and, after pulling her hair out of the way, began to rub it on her back. She moaned, and this was not lost on Darien.
Man, her skin is like silk! Darien said. Malacite, who was reading the same magazine as the night before, smiled over at him knowingly.
When Serena sat up after Darien had made sure that every single exposed inch of her skin (or as far as he dared go!) was covered in sunscreen several times, she looked at him and took the bottle from his hands. He was surprised. "Huh?" She put a hand on his shoulder and gently pushed him down to where she had made an imprint in the sand under the towel with her body.
Darien understood, and lay out on the towel. She made little lines of sunscreen on Darien's back. Darien didn't think anything of it, but Malacite saw what the lines were. A heart with "D&S" sat on Darien's back briefly before she began to rub it in. Malacite smiled at the two mixed-up lovebirds before turning back to his magazine.
The combination of Serena's massaging hands, the warm rays of sun, the water's crashing sound, and Serena's hair tickling his back as she lent over him was almost Darien's undoing. Malacite? Darien called out. Gosh, man, is she having that much of an effect on you? You sound so pathetic! Darien laughed mentally. Well, gee, Malacite, I'll have remind you you said that when you are being massaged by a beautiful woman who you- Malacite grinned evily. Love? he finished for Darien. Well, umm, actually... Yes. Darien said, knowing full well he sounded stupid once more.
When Serena sat back, Darien stood up, and pulled her with him. Darien picked up one of the boards, and reached to pick up the other, but Serena disagreed. She pushed his hand out of the way and grabbed it. Serena held the surf board over her head and began the walk down to the water. As Darien caught up with her, she turned around unexpectdly and hit Darien in the head with her surfboard.
"Ouch!" Darien exclaimed as blood began trickling down his forehead. Serena wedged her board in the sand and then did something Darien was not expecting. She stood on the very points of her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled herself up by his shoulders, and kissed the very cut on his forehead. Darien, who's face was about level with her neck, noticed that at that very instant the diamond on her neck glowed for half a nanosecond. He might not have noticed this normally, but he did. When Serena let herself down, she blushed profusivly and murmered an apologetic remark.
Darien put a hand to his forehead. No cut, no blood, and from what he could tell, no scar. He looked up at Serena, who had already begun wading out. Once Darien had caught up with her, she did as he instructed.
"Lay your board out in the water, like this." he said, demonstrating with his own. Once she had, he helped her lay out on the board.
Three hours later, Serena collasped on her towel, sopping wet. Malacite looked at her, and then picked up his board and went out to mess around with Darien.
"So, man, you enjoying yourself?" Malacite asked.
"Yeah."
"Just yeah?"
"No."
"So, what's up?"
"Gods, Serena is driving me Crazy!"
"Oh."
The conversation went on like this for awhile, while they surfed.
Serena was dozing when she heard a loud ringing. She sat up and looked around. It went off again, and she realized it was coming from Darien's bag. She grabbed his black cell phone and put it to her ear, but she didn't get an answer. Then she realized that there was another phone in Darien's bag. She grabbed this silver one and spoke into it.
"Hello, Darien's phone?"
"Listen, I don't know what your doing on this phone, but I need to talk to Endymion NOW."
"Who's Endymion?"
"Okay, chick, you want to play dumb with me, that's fine, but do it on your own time and your own phone. Now, go get Darien, if that's what you call him!"
"Okay, okay, keep you hair on, I'll go get him!"
Serena ran down to the edge of the water where Darien had just ridden in. She ran up to him.
"Darien, there's a guy on this phone that doesn't sound too happy, and wants to talk to Endymion. Who's that?"
Darien sighed. "My middle name." he lied. He took the phone.
(AN: * is what the other person says.)
*"Endymion, you better not be fooling around with any young maidens, hear?"
"I'm not!"
*"Then who was that?"
"That was a girl I am helping!"
*"Helping her do what? Lose her virginity?"
"God, Uncle! Shut the hell up about me and girls!"
*"Prince, Princess Serenity disappeared from the Princess Palace the night before last. We think she may still be in the area, so keep an eye out. She has long gold hair, and always wears it in the traditional odangos, and blue eyes. She is almost fifteen, you know that because at the ball in five days that is what we will be celebrating. She looks much older, though. From what we can tell, her body has already matured, although she is about 5' 2". The only other thing you should know is that if she is extremely attached to the Moon. She has a golden cresent moon on her forehead at all times. We don't think she was kidnapped, but it is a possibility. Keep an eye out, hear?"
And with that, he hung up.
Darien sighed. "Thanks, Serena."
Princess Serenity dissapeared the night before last, he said, repeating his Uncle's words.
Should we tell Serena? Malacite asked. Darien glanced at Serena, who was gazing up at the sky, innocence written all over her perfect features.
No. he said, and sighed.
"Darien, can we try to ride double?" Serena asked. Darien looked at her, and then realized what she was talking about.
"Sure." Darien said. A large crowd began to gather around Malacite as Darien and Serena rode out.
Darien waited for the perfect wave, and stood up at the same time Serena did. He curved them up and down the wave, and then got an idea. Darien lifted Serena up, and onto his shoulders. She giggled, and flipped herself up and over him, landing perfectly on the board, and managing not to upset Darien's careful balance.
When they rode in, a huge round of applause came from the crowd. Serena grinned, and stood on her tiptoes to kiss Darien lightly on the cheek. Darien stood there in near shock, then snapped to his senses and lightly brushed his lips along her jaw. Malacite smiled. Maybe this will turn out all right. he said. Darien's shoulders slumped. Maybe. Or maybe that didn't mean anything to her.
Serena lay face down on the towel. It was so confusing! Did Darien's kiss mean anything? And if it did, did it mean as much as she wanted it to? She soon fell asleep, listening to the waves upon the sand.
Darien lay on his side, doing nothing but watching Serena's extremely long hair blowing in the wind, and the rise and fall of her shoulders as she breathed. Malacite still stared at his magazine.
After about 15 minutes, Darien noticed a tiny cat come crawling up to Serena. The cat was extremely tiny, and had Persian gray fur. Her paws were a pure white, and on her chest and stomach was a heart-like shape of this white fur. The cat's eyes were the prettiest violet, the color of forget-me-nots.
The cat crawled up on Serena's back, and began to bat at the strands of hair floating around the air. She mewed loudly.
"Luna...." Serena mumbled in her sleep, then opened her eyes. Darien smiled at her, and picked the little cat off her back, and set it in front of Serena.
"Oh..... How cute!" Serena exclaimed. The cat batted at her nose. Serena giggled. Darien melted. Malacite rolled his eyes. Serena sat up, and crossed her legs to sit right in front of Darien. She placed it in his lap. Serena giggled again as the kitten tried to climb straight up Darien's abdomenon, but slipped. Darien blushed and gritted his teeth as the kitten's claws dug into his lower abdomenon. (You know what I mean). He picked the kitten up and set her back in Serena's lap.
"What a sweet little kitty." Serena cooed. "I shall name you.......Dream. Yes, Dream. Darien, may I keep her for now?" Darien smiled. If it makes you happy, then yes. he said.
"Oh, thank you thank you thank you!! Thank you for saying yes!" Serena cried, throwing herself forward to hug him. Darien's head swam. Wait, Malacite, I didn't say that out loud, did I? Malacite thought a moment. I should have been the only one to hear. Darien watched Dream crawl all over Serena. Then why....?
When they rode home, the sun was setting and Serena put Dream inside her bag. She went into the bathroom and got changed as the guys did the same in their rooms. Serena was done first and began to make dinner.
When the two men were finished, they followed the scent to the kitchen, and found Serena standing over the stove, running back and forth from the oven to the stove to the cabinets and back. She wore a long crimson silk skirt and a cream silk blouse, and her hair, still damp from her shower, was pulled into a French twist. Darien fought the urge to whistle.
Dream sat on the countertop, licking herself clean. Every now and then Serena would give her a playful poke, and get swatted at.
"Hey, Serena. Anything we can do to help?" Darien asked after a minute. She turned around and smiled at them. "No, but thank you. I'm just dishing up, so sit down." They did as they were asked. Serena soon brought over steaks and potatoes, beans, corn, and fruit.
"Wow, Serena, you can really cook!" Darien and Malacite said. Serena blushed and fed Dream some scraps of steak and warm milk. "Thanks. I made you two a dinner fit for a king. Or at least a prince." Darien laughed silently.
"Serena, tomorrow Malchite and I were thinking about staying here and swimming in the pool out back, and maybe going rollerblading. Why do you think?" Serena's face lit up.
"Awesome! I'd love to! But, what's rollerblading?" Darien smiled at her innoncence. "You'll see tomorrow."
Later, the scene was similar to the night before's. Serena and Darien fell asleep together, Malacite soon after. Serena, held close to Darien, began to shiver in the middle of the night. Then she began to shake. And cry out. And struggle to get away from Darien's grasp. And she shook, and cried out louder and louder until Darien and Malacite were awakened.
"Serena?" Darien asked, unsure if she was awake. Serena, who was struggling to get out of his arms in her sleep, cried out even louder. "Serena!" Darien shook her. "Serena! Wake up!"
Serena opened her eyes a little, and Malacite switched on a light. Darien gasped. He noticed the trails of salt left by the tears she did not wipe away. He saw her body, still shaking and trembling from her slumber. He saw the rise and fall of her chest as her heart went faster than it should. He saw her hair, tangled and messy, that had been shaken from it's ponytail. But most of all, he saw her eyes. Frightened did not even begin to describe it, and Serena's once carefree eyes now showed that she knew of pain that no one like Serena should ever have to bear. The look of astonishment in Darien's eyes changed to one of sadness.
Serena saw this change, and looked away. "I'm sorry, Darien. Sorry, Malacite. I don't mean to be a hassle." She broke down again, shivering and crying. Not the crocodile tears, but the silent ones that slid down her face to rest on her throat and cheeks. The ones she did not touch. Darien pulled her close. Malacite, go back to sleep. I'll stay up with Serena and make sure it doesn't happen again. Malacite nodded, stretched and yawned, and trudged into his room. Darien lay there, covering Serena with a blanket and rubbing her back until she fell asleep again.
When she was asleep, Darien leaned over and kissed away one of the tears still laying on her cheek. Serena's smile, in her sleep, changed to one of sadness, and the last tear that rolled down her cheek shone brightly, as if it were made of crystal.
Darien lay beside her, awake, all night, until she awoke the next morning.
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AN: Okay, I know that parts of that were confusing, but you don't need a dictionary to figure it out. (My spelling's not THAT bad!)
Email me at angel_13aby@yahoo.com!
Sworn By Destiny- The Princess Saga- Chapter 2
"Darien?" Serena asked as she came up behind him.
"Yeah?"
Serena stood beside him and the other two men. "What stuff do you have to get to go surfing?" Darien smiled, and left the other two men to gossip like high school girls about Darien and Serena. Half an hour later, Darien and Malacite walked outside loaded down with three boards, and a very happy Serena in tow.
When they reached their towels, Serena smiled at them. "Now what?" she asked innocently. Darien looked at her. "You have such fair skin!" he exclaimed, trying to sound like this was the first time he had noticed. She looked at her arms and replied. "Yeah...." Darien smiled back at her, and showed her a tube of sunscreen.
She looked at him strangely. "You put it on your skin, and then you won't get this itchy red rash on your skin called sunburn. You want me to help you?" Darien asked, stuttering. Serena nodded, and lay out on her towel. Darien sat down next to her, and, after pulling her hair out of the way, began to rub it on her back. She moaned, and this was not lost on Darien.
Man, her skin is like silk! Darien said. Malacite, who was reading the same magazine as the night before, smiled over at him knowingly.
When Serena sat up after Darien had made sure that every single exposed inch of her skin (or as far as he dared go!) was covered in sunscreen several times, she looked at him and took the bottle from his hands. He was surprised. "Huh?" She put a hand on his shoulder and gently pushed him down to where she had made an imprint in the sand under the towel with her body.
Darien understood, and lay out on the towel. She made little lines of sunscreen on Darien's back. Darien didn't think anything of it, but Malacite saw what the lines were. A heart with "D&S" sat on Darien's back briefly before she began to rub it in. Malacite smiled at the two mixed-up lovebirds before turning back to his magazine.
The combination of Serena's massaging hands, the warm rays of sun, the water's crashing sound, and Serena's hair tickling his back as she lent over him was almost Darien's undoing. Malacite? Darien called out. Gosh, man, is she having that much of an effect on you? You sound so pathetic! Darien laughed mentally. Well, gee, Malacite, I'll have remind you you said that when you are being massaged by a beautiful woman who you- Malacite grinned evily. Love? he finished for Darien. Well, umm, actually... Yes. Darien said, knowing full well he sounded stupid once more.
When Serena sat back, Darien stood up, and pulled her with him. Darien picked up one of the boards, and reached to pick up the other, but Serena disagreed. She pushed his hand out of the way and grabbed it. Serena held the surf board over her head and began the walk down to the water. As Darien caught up with her, she turned around unexpectdly and hit Darien in the head with her surfboard.
"Ouch!" Darien exclaimed as blood began trickling down his forehead. Serena wedged her board in the sand and then did something Darien was not expecting. She stood on the very points of her toes, wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled herself up by his shoulders, and kissed the very cut on his forehead. Darien, who's face was about level with her neck, noticed that at that very instant the diamond on her neck glowed for half a nanosecond. He might not have noticed this normally, but he did. When Serena let herself down, she blushed profusivly and murmered an apologetic remark.
Darien put a hand to his forehead. No cut, no blood, and from what he could tell, no scar. He looked up at Serena, who had already begun wading out. Once Darien had caught up with her, she did as he instructed.
"Lay your board out in the water, like this." he said, demonstrating with his own. Once she had, he helped her lay out on the board.
Three hours later, Serena collasped on her towel, sopping wet. Malacite looked at her, and then picked up his board and went out to mess around with Darien.
"So, man, you enjoying yourself?" Malacite asked.
"Yeah."
"Just yeah?"
"No."
"So, what's up?"
"Gods, Serena is driving me Crazy!"
"Oh."
The conversation went on like this for awhile, while they surfed.
Serena was dozing when she heard a loud ringing. She sat up and looked around. It went off again, and she realized it was coming from Darien's bag. She grabbed his black cell phone and put it to her ear, but she didn't get an answer. Then she realized that there was another phone in Darien's bag. She grabbed this silver one and spoke into it.
"Hello, Darien's phone?"
"Listen, I don't know what your doing on this phone, but I need to talk to Endymion NOW."
"Who's Endymion?"
"Okay, chick, you want to play dumb with me, that's fine, but do it on your own time and your own phone. Now, go get Darien, if that's what you call him!"
"Okay, okay, keep you hair on, I'll go get him!"
Serena ran down to the edge of the water where Darien had just ridden in. She ran up to him.
"Darien, there's a guy on this phone that doesn't sound too happy, and wants to talk to Endymion. Who's that?"
Darien sighed. "My middle name." he lied. He took the phone.
(AN: * is what the other person says.)
*"Endymion, you better not be fooling around with any young maidens, hear?"
"I'm not!"
*"Then who was that?"
"That was a girl I am helping!"
*"Helping her do what? Lose her virginity?"
"God, Uncle! Shut the hell up about me and girls!"
*"Prince, Princess Serenity disappeared from the Princess Palace the night before last. We think she may still be in the area, so keep an eye out. She has long gold hair, and always wears it in the traditional odangos, and blue eyes. She is almost fifteen, you know that because at the ball in five days that is what we will be celebrating. She looks much older, though. From what we can tell, her body has already matured, although she is about 5' 2". The only other thing you should know is that if she is extremely attached to the Moon. She has a golden cresent moon on her forehead at all times. We don't think she was kidnapped, but it is a possibility. Keep an eye out, hear?"
And with that, he hung up.
Darien sighed. "Thanks, Serena."
Princess Serenity dissapeared the night before last, he said, repeating his Uncle's words.
Should we tell Serena? Malacite asked. Darien glanced at Serena, who was gazing up at the sky, innocence written all over her perfect features.
No. he said, and sighed.
"Darien, can we try to ride double?" Serena asked. Darien looked at her, and then realized what she was talking about.
"Sure." Darien said. A large crowd began to gather around Malacite as Darien and Serena rode out.
Darien waited for the perfect wave, and stood up at the same time Serena did. He curved them up and down the wave, and then got an idea. Darien lifted Serena up, and onto his shoulders. She giggled, and flipped herself up and over him, landing perfectly on the board, and managing not to upset Darien's careful balance.
When they rode in, a huge round of applause came from the crowd. Serena grinned, and stood on her tiptoes to kiss Darien lightly on the cheek. Darien stood there in near shock, then snapped to his senses and lightly brushed his lips along her jaw. Malacite smiled. Maybe this will turn out all right. he said. Darien's shoulders slumped. Maybe. Or maybe that didn't mean anything to her.
Serena lay face down on the towel. It was so confusing! Did Darien's kiss mean anything? And if it did, did it mean as much as she wanted it to? She soon fell asleep, listening to the waves upon the sand.
Darien lay on his side, doing nothing but watching Serena's extremely long hair blowing in the wind, and the rise and fall of her shoulders as she breathed. Malacite still stared at his magazine.
After about 15 minutes, Darien noticed a tiny cat come crawling up to Serena. The cat was extremely tiny, and had Persian gray fur. Her paws were a pure white, and on her chest and stomach was a heart-like shape of this white fur. The cat's eyes were the prettiest violet, the color of forget-me-nots.
The cat crawled up on Serena's back, and began to bat at the strands of hair floating around the air. She mewed loudly.
"Luna...." Serena mumbled in her sleep, then opened her eyes. Darien smiled at her, and picked the little cat off her back, and set it in front of Serena.
"Oh..... How cute!" Serena exclaimed. The cat batted at her nose. Serena giggled. Darien melted. Malacite rolled his eyes. Serena sat up, and crossed her legs to sit right in front of Darien. She placed it in his lap. Serena giggled again as the kitten tried to climb straight up Darien's abdomenon, but slipped. Darien blushed and gritted his teeth as the kitten's claws dug into his lower abdomenon. (You know what I mean). He picked the kitten up and set her back in Serena's lap.
"What a sweet little kitty." Serena cooed. "I shall name you.......Dream. Yes, Dream. Darien, may I keep her for now?" Darien smiled. If it makes you happy, then yes. he said.
"Oh, thank you thank you thank you!! Thank you for saying yes!" Serena cried, throwing herself forward to hug him. Darien's head swam. Wait, Malacite, I didn't say that out loud, did I? Malacite thought a moment. I should have been the only one to hear. Darien watched Dream crawl all over Serena. Then why....?
When they rode home, the sun was setting and Serena put Dream inside her bag. She went into the bathroom and got changed as the guys did the same in their rooms. Serena was done first and began to make dinner.
When the two men were finished, they followed the scent to the kitchen, and found Serena standing over the stove, running back and forth from the oven to the stove to the cabinets and back. She wore a long crimson silk skirt and a cream silk blouse, and her hair, still damp from her shower, was pulled into a French twist. Darien fought the urge to whistle.
Dream sat on the countertop, licking herself clean. Every now and then Serena would give her a playful poke, and get swatted at.
"Hey, Serena. Anything we can do to help?" Darien asked after a minute. She turned around and smiled at them. "No, but thank you. I'm just dishing up, so sit down." They did as they were asked. Serena soon brought over steaks and potatoes, beans, corn, and fruit.
"Wow, Serena, you can really cook!" Darien and Malacite said. Serena blushed and fed Dream some scraps of steak and warm milk. "Thanks. I made you two a dinner fit for a king. Or at least a prince." Darien laughed silently.
"Serena, tomorrow Malchite and I were thinking about staying here and swimming in the pool out back, and maybe going rollerblading. Why do you think?" Serena's face lit up.
"Awesome! I'd love to! But, what's rollerblading?" Darien smiled at her innoncence. "You'll see tomorrow."
Later, the scene was similar to the night before's. Serena and Darien fell asleep together, Malacite soon after. Serena, held close to Darien, began to shiver in the middle of the night. Then she began to shake. And cry out. And struggle to get away from Darien's grasp. And she shook, and cried out louder and louder until Darien and Malacite were awakened.
"Serena?" Darien asked, unsure if she was awake. Serena, who was struggling to get out of his arms in her sleep, cried out even louder. "Serena!" Darien shook her. "Serena! Wake up!"
Serena opened her eyes a little, and Malacite switched on a light. Darien gasped. He noticed the trails of salt left by the tears she did not wipe away. He saw her body, still shaking and trembling from her slumber. He saw the rise and fall of her chest as her heart went faster than it should. He saw her hair, tangled and messy, that had been shaken from it's ponytail. But most of all, he saw her eyes. Frightened did not even begin to describe it, and Serena's once carefree eyes now showed that she knew of pain that no one like Serena should ever have to bear. The look of astonishment in Darien's eyes changed to one of sadness.
Serena saw this change, and looked away. "I'm sorry, Darien. Sorry, Malacite. I don't mean to be a hassle." She broke down again, shivering and crying. Not the crocodile tears, but the silent ones that slid down her face to rest on her throat and cheeks. The ones she did not touch. Darien pulled her close. Malacite, go back to sleep. I'll stay up with Serena and make sure it doesn't happen again. Malacite nodded, stretched and yawned, and trudged into his room. Darien lay there, covering Serena with a blanket and rubbing her back until she fell asleep again.
When she was asleep, Darien leaned over and kissed away one of the tears still laying on her cheek. Serena's smile, in her sleep, changed to one of sadness, and the last tear that rolled down her cheek shone brightly, as if it were made of crystal.
Darien lay beside her, awake, all night, until she awoke the next morning.
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AN: Okay, I know that parts of that were confusing, but you don't need a dictionary to figure it out. (My spelling's not THAT bad!)
Email me at angel_13aby@yahoo.com!