Okay minna here is the fourth and one of the last chapters of Sworn By Destiny. Right now I think that this story will have five chapters and an Epilogue, but don't hold me to that! Ja ne, and dont forget to R & R!! You can email me, too! angel_13aby@yahoo.com!
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Angel_13aby
Sworn by Destiny - The Princess Sagas - Chapter Four
"Serena's gone!" Darien immediately took charge. "Malacite, search in here and ask the waiters if they saw her. I'm going to check with the host and check outside."
"Let's go!" The other agreed. "We gotta find her!"
Darien threw two hundred dollars on the table and ran to the front desk. After being pointed towards the door, he yelled to the nearby Malacite. They ran outside, and frantically looked around.
"You go that way!" Malacite yelled, pointing to the right. Darien nodded, and took off.
Meanwhile, Serena ran through the back gardens, trying to get away from everything that hurt her. She was running so fast that she didn't notice the rise in the concrete. She tripped, and hit her head on the edge of a fountain. The next thing she felt was the cool liquid surrounding her, as she fell face down into the large fountain.
Darien and Malacite met back in front.
"She's not down there!" Darien cried as he ran up to his friend.
"Well she's not there either!" Malacite told him. Then they both noticed the gates to the gardens. The gates were locked so that people not in the restaurant couldn't get in, but Darien and Malacite scaled the gates in no time and began searching the gardens. They were runnning past a huge fountain when Darien skidded to a stop.
"Malacite!" He yelled to the man who had gone on ahead. Malacite came running back as Darien hauled a familiar form out of the water. He layed her on the ground, and leaned down to check for breathing.
Panting, Malacite asked, "Is she-?" Darien shook his head.
"Nearly." He replied as he began CPR. A few minutes later, Darien began to swear.
"Damn it Serena! Come back!" He cried as he pounded his fist on the pavement. He began again. This time, after two minutes, Serena began to cough and shake violently.
"Thank God." Malacite breathed.
"Serena are you alright?" Darien asked. She nodded, looking at her hands, which were twisting in her lap. "God Serena don't ever do that to us again. You scared me so much." Darien said, pulling the wet girl into his lap and wrapping his jacket around her.
Malacite looked at his watch. "Dare man, we gotta get back if we're gonna get out early tomorrow." Darien nodded, and the two men helped Serena back to the car.
The next morning, six o-clock.
"Serena wake up." Malacite said loudly, shaking her gently.
"Uhhh not again. What do you people have against sleeping in?" Serena asked, yawning.
"Nothing except Ashley will be here in an hour. Get up!" Malacite said as Serena attempted to fall back into bed. He grasped her arms and pulled her out of bed.
"Darien give me a hand will ya?" Malacite asked as Darien walked in from his room. Darien grabbed Serena's feet, and together they lifted her into the tub in the bathroom. Serena curled up and went back to sleep. Darien and Malacite looked down at her.
"You know she looks so perfect sleeping, I'd almost rather not do this." Malacite said.
Darien grinned. "Almost." He said as they turned on the cold water.
"AHHHHH!!!!" Serena screamed. She sat up and turned off the water, quick as lightning.
"You are so dead." Serena swore as she grabbed the bendable shower head and turned the cold water back on. Now it was Darien and Malacite's turn to scream. Serena shoved them out of the bathroom and proceeded to get ready. Forty minutes later, they were sitting around eating breakfast when Ashley came in.
"Hey guys, hey Sere!" she said as she grabbed Darien's plate.
"Hey whaddya think you're doing?" Darien asked as Ashley gobbled up the remainder of his eggs. She shrugged.
"Eating, what does it look like to you?" she replied. "So, Sere, are you about ready to hit the Mall?" Serena nodded, pieces of her still wet hair flying into her eyes. Ashley cringed.
"Girl, what did you do to your hair?"
"You mean what did I not do? Malacite and Darien decided to wake me up this morning by turning the cold shower on on me." Serena replied in a menacing voice. The other girl smiled.
"Ohh," she said, turning to the boys. "Hasn't she been through enough trauma? Amnesia, Malacite's cooking, and now this?" They all laughed.
"Come here, girl, we have got to do something about that hair." Ashley sat behind Serena with a comb, and began to braid it. Soon Serena's hair was in a bun.
"Thanks Ashley." Serena said, putting her plate in the sink.
"Okay, you ready now?" Ashley questioned.
"Yeah, let me just go grab my shoes." Serena said, disapearing for a moment. Then she sat on a chair with her back to Ashley to put them on.
While Serena's back was turned, Ashley looked at Darien pointedly, looked at Serena, then looked back at Darien, raising her eyebrows twice comically. Darien blushed, and Ashley nodded, her point taken.
"Okay boys, we'll be back by five at the latest so we can hit Rage." Ashley said, pulling Serena out of the room.
"Hey Ash?" Serena asked as they climbed into Ashley's convertable. "What's Rage?"
"Oh it's a club up on tenth. It's going to be slamming tonight, cause they got DJ X in the house. It's hip-hop. You wanna come?"
Serena nodded.
"Good, cause I don't think that Darien would like leaving you alone at the house." Serena laughed.
Three hours later...
"Man when do you think they'll be back?" Darien asked.
"Dude, A: They're women. Shopping is their life. B: They've only been three hours. They said to expect them back at five! It's only ten! Man, you think aren't going to be coming back or something?"
"I dunno, Malacite, but I just got this wierd feeling about tomorrow night."
"Chill. Everything's going to be fine. What you need to concentrate on is how you're going to tell Serena that you're the Crown Prince, and everything you've told her in the past week has been a lie."
"I have not lied to Serena! I just haven't told her the entire truth, that's all."
"Whatever, Dare."
"So what do you want to watch? There's a movie on called What Women Want. I hear it's pretty good." (AN: I don't own W.W.W.).
"Maybe I should take notes." Darien said jokingly.
"Nah man."
"So what do you think of this one?" Serena asked as she stood in front of a mirror with Ashley. In the small room she had been changing in was a stack of rejected elegant evening gowns.
The one she was currently wearing was made of red silk. Ashely looked at it.
"No, no girl, that's not your color. I'd try something a little lighter. What do you think of this one?" Ashley asked. She wore a dark purple chiffon dress.
"It kind of clashes with your hair." Serena commented. Ashley's hair was brown with black highlights.
"Yeah. Maybe light purple would be better." Ashley said, not liking the dress herself.
"Okay, see you in a minute." Serena told her, and retreated to the changing room.
Four hours later, Serena and Ashley evaluated their last dresses.
Serena looked in the mirror. "I love it!" she said. Her dress was a white satin tube dress that fit her very tightly, and flared out a lot from the knees down. A light pink chiffon blouse tied just under her breast, and had long flared sleeves. The blouse had no fasteners, and had a wide collar that accented her collarbones.
"So do I." Ashley said, after looking it over. "Now all you need are these." She said, holding up a pair of white snake sandal heels and white silk gloves.
"Cool!" Serena exclaimed, trying them on.
"They go well with the dress. I swear, that dress is perfect." Ashley said. "What do you think of mine?" Ashley wore a simple violet-colored crushed velvet dress. This one had a small slit for a neck that showed off her shoulders. With this she paired white silk gloves, and white shoes similar to the ones she had given Serena.
"Awesome. It looks great." Serena complimented. Ashley nodded excitedly.
"Now, let's go look for some stuff for tonight! We have to get some sweet outifts for Rage tonight."
"Alright, let's go!" Serena said. Ashley paid for the dresses and acessories, insisting that it was a birthday present.
"Let's go!" Serena giggled as they walked briskly out of the store with their bags. As the two girls laughed together, Serena got a cold chill up her spine, and sensed a pair of eyes on her back.
Darien and Malacite were staring at an infomercial when Darien's cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
*"Endymion?"
"Yeah, Uncle?"
*"I have some news on the Princess."
"Hold on a sec." Darien hooked the cell phone up to a speaker/ microphone combination.
*"We have been searching for the Princess for this entire week. We believe we've found her. The Queen obviously can reconize her own daughter, but there are some public doubts, so tomorrow night the Queen will put her through the one test that will prove it. So you can stop looking for her, okay? We here at the palace are very relieved."
Malacite whistled. "We are too."
*"Yes, well, we'll see you two tomorrow night, alright?"
"Yes, Uncle."
*"Goodbye."
"Bye."
Darien ended the call, and unplugged it from the speaker.
"What a relief." Malacite commented.
"But you know, I almost forgot she was even missing. I mean, the knowledge was always there, in the back of my mind, but I just never thought about it."
Malacite nodded. "Yeah, me too. Oh well, everything's fine now. Right?"
"Right. Though I still can't shake that feeling I had the yesterday."
Six-thirty pm...
"Hey guys, we're back!" Ashley called from the door.
"Hey Ashley!
"We're gonna use your room to get ready, okay Darien?" Ashley told him more than asked as they ran past through the living room into the large bedroom.
Giggling, she and Serena grabbed their outfits out of their bags and began to change.
Serena wore a silver pleather skirt that barely covered her butt, and silver platform high heels. She also wore a silver/sky blue tube top made of a sheer silk. It came down to just above her belly button, and was fringed in silver beads. Large silver hoops adorned her ears, and a silver bracelet graced her wrist.
Ashley wore a sparkling blue silk skirt that was also extremely short, and matching heels. She wore a black halter top with a red flame embroidered in beads on it. Around her hips hung a low belt made of gold and sapphire rhinestones.
The two stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. Serena tried hard not to look at Darien's personal items that seemed to be everywhere.
"Let's do your hair first." Serena said. Ashley nodded and sat down on a chair they had pulled in front of the mirror. Serena went to work. "What do you think?" she asked ten minutes later.
The sides of her shoulder-length brown hair was pulled into a ponytail, and black strands fell on either side of her face nicely. Glitter danced through the curls, and Ashley looked it over.
"I love it!" She said.
"Do you want me to do your make-up?" Serena asked. Ashley shook her head.
"No, that's okay thanks." Ashley said as she reached for various tubes and bottles. It didn't take long before Ashley looked sensational.
"Okay, you want me to do you now?" Serena nodded and sat down. Ashley looked at the hair that flowed all the way to the ground.
'Wow.' she thought, and began to think.
When Ashley was done, Serena's hair no longer just flowed to the ground. Half of it was pulled into a bun, (Like Pluto's), and the rest was in tight spiral curls, making her hair reach just above the top of her skirt. Silver glitter was laced through the curls, and a jeweled butterfly hairpin rested on either side of the bun. Body glitter was brushed on her skin everywhere, and light pink lip gloss made her lips shine. Ashley had also applied a light coat of mascara, and a little bit of silver eyeshadow.
"Ashley you are so good at this!" Serena cried as she saw the finished product. Then she glanced at the clock. "Omigosh it's nine o-clock!"
They cleaned up their stuff in a hurry and left the room. Darien and Malacite did not see their outfits as they rushed past them to change. Five minutes later the guys were ready. They came out of their rooms together to see Serena and Ashley leaning against the counter chatting away. Their eyes traveled down, up, down, and back up to see they had been caught staring.
"Ready?" Serena asked with laughter in her eyes. Darien led them all out to his convertible, and they sped away.
Twenty minutes later they approached the entrance after parking Darien's car several blocks away. As they walked up past the lines of people waiting to get in to the popular club, Darien, Malacite, and Ashley all pulled out two laminated cards. A burly guard at the double doors reconized the three right away.
"Hey guys no need for those I know who you are." he said. Darien breathed a sigh of relief when the guard didn't refer to his status, or his guest.
Inside, they made their way downstairs to the club. Disco and lazer lights swirled, making the mist coming from small machines seemingly beautiful. Girls and guys ranging from their late teens to mid-twenties danced to the fast beats coming from the huge speakers on each wall.
"This is so cool!" Serena said to Darien.
"What?" he yelled back. She smiled, shaking her head as the four of them headed out to the dance floor. Serena looked at Ashley, and began to copy her moves. Soon, she was dancing out of pure adrenaline. (SP?)
"Hi there." Another guy yelled in Ashley's ear so she could hear. "Wanna dance?" Ashley nodded, and they moved away to another part of the dance floor. Malacite went off, too, to find another girl. He was soon dancing with a redhead.
Darien gasped as thin arms encircled his waist. Spinning around, he came face to face with one of his old girlfriends.
"Sara-" he shouted in amazement.
"Miss me?" She asked. He nodded, edging away from where Serena was still dancing.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, leading her upstairs to the quieter bar area. She gave him an annoyingly cute pout.
"Dancing." she replied. He rolled his eyes. "Oh come on End-"
"You know it's Darien out here." he cut in.
"Okay, Darien," she said, emphasizing the 'Darien'. "You know why you came here tonight. You came to look for me, and to dance with me. Come on, admit it." she said, kissing him. After a few moments of sweet distraction, he pulled away.
"It's not like that anymore." he said, putting his hands on hers, which were resting on his cheeks.
"Well what's it like?" Sara asked, genuine concern showing on her face.
Back downstairs...
Serena continued dancing, even after Darien left. A few tears formed in her eyes. As Sara kissed Darien, someone put their hands on her waist from behind and held her back close to them. Serena twirled around. A boy about Darien's height and age stood there. He had brown hair with blond streaks, and had the clearest blue eyes Serena had ever seen. He wore a red and blue shirt and baggy jeans.
"Are you okay?" he asked, leaning down to talk in her ear. She shook her head, more trying to clear her tears than anything else. "Wanna talk about it?" he asked. She nodded, not knowing what was any better. He led her over to a (semi) quiet corner where there were lounge chairs scattered around.
The boy sat down, pulling her down with him. If Serena minded sitting on a complete stranger's lap, she didn't show it.
"I'm Jason." he told her.
"Serena." she replied.
"So what's wrong?" he asked, concern in his voice.
"I came here with this guy that's really nice and cute-" she broke off. Jason wrapped his arms around her, trying to comfort her. "- but he ran off with some other chick and it hurt."
"That idiot doesn't know what he did, Serena. Or maybe he didn't realize it hurt you."
Serena gave him a brilliant smile. "I guess your right." Jason grinned back.
"Now, would you like to dance?"
"Okay!" Taking her hand, Jason led her back out to the floor. He put his hands on her hips and began to move with her. Her hands above her head, spiral hair twirling around her like a cape. After a few minutes, Jason started to move around her. A feeling rose in her throat for a moment, her thinking that he, too, was leaving her. But his hands once again placed themselves on her hips and he held her backside firmly against him. At first Serena wanted to pull away, but she soon became caught up in grinding with him.
Upstairs, Sara sat on Darien's lap. Their lips were locked, their embrace tight, and... Darien's mind was completely focused on Serena. Sensing something, Sara pulled away. Searching his eyes, she found nothing except confusion.
"What's wrong, Darien?" she asked, her voice sweeter than sugar.
"It's the girl I brought."
"Her again?" Sara whined. Darien looked away. Sara thought a moment. "Okay if we go check on her, will you be satisfied?" At his nod, she continued. "Then, when you see she's perfectly fine, we can come back up here, or we can go back to your place and..." she leaned in and whispered in his ear, his eyes widening as she continued. "Alright?" he nodded.
Together, they made their way back downstairs. Looking around, he saw Ashley and the boy from earlier were caught up in an enthusiastic *ahem* conversation on a couch nearby. Darien's eyes kept searching for the blonde goddess. He thought he saw her, and led Sara through the crowds. He stopped about five feet away from her. What he saw shocked him. Serena was dancing like every other girl there- sexually. The guy she was dancing with had his hands on her hips, holding her back close against him. As Darien and Sara watched, the boy lowered his lips to her neck, and kissed his way up to her jawline. Serena turned her head so he could get at her lips.
Sara smirked. Closing Darien's jaw with one hand and turning his head towards her, she kissed him softly.
"I think she's okay." She said, before leading him back upstairs.
Serena felt fireworks shoot up and down her spine as Jason slowly coaxed her lips open. Sensations shot through her entire being as she turned completely around. She could no longer hear the music as Jason ravaged her lips.
Jason began backing her up. They kept moving until Serena's back hit one of the mirror walls. Serena gasped into the kiss, but it soon faded into a soft moan, as all the gasp did was open her mouth again.
Jason opened his eyes. From what he could see of her eyes, she could barely see straight. He gently pulled away from her.
"Would you like something to drink?" he asked, his hand traveling down behind her to her pleather skirt. She nodded, and Jason kept his hand where it was as he guided the girl across the dance floor and up the stairs. Serena was too caught up in Jason to notice Darien making out with Sara on a nearby couch.
"What would you like?" Jason asked.
"What's good?" Serena questioned back.
"Most everything." he replied. Serena pouted, and Jason laughed, and ordered. Serena soon downed hers, and playfully tried to grab his. He then led her over to one of the unoccupied couches. He laid Serena down on it, and carefully lowered himself over her. Looking into her bright eyes, he leaned in and placed a feather-light kiss on her lips, then deepened it as he collapsed on top of her. Her arms wrapped around him, his hand holding her head, he continued his assault on her senses.
Ten minutes later, Darien pulled away from Sara again. And once again, she was agravated.
"What now?" she asked, not bothering to hide the annoyance she felt.
"Would you like a drink?" Darien asked, leading her over to the bar. As they got their drinks and turned around, Darien began seeing red as he noticed a certain couch. Sara, too, noticed them. She smirked, but the expression faded as she saw Darien walk briskly over to them.
Darien, furious, wasted no time once he got to the other side of the room. Picking Jason up by his collar, he slugged the astonished man.
"Damn you." Jason said as he felt blood trickling down his chin.
"Darien stop!" Serena said, sitting up. Jason looked briefly down at her, and then at Darien.
"This is him, Serena?" Jason asked. Serena nodded, her eyes widening.
Jason immediately punched Darien, before they grabbed on to one another and began to fight harder. Darien whipped his fist up and socked Jason right in the eye, but Jason swept his leg under Darien and he promptly fell. The Prince grabbed Jason's legs, and sent them both flying down the stairs. Serena and Sara followed. Darien and Jason began fighting again as soon as they reached the bottom. Ashley and Malacite soon joined them in trying to break up the fight. Sirens could be heard, security had called the police. Three men in uniform came rushing down the stairs, and grabbed both of the wrestling boys. Although they had been pulled away, the two continued to hurl profanities at each other as they were dragged up the stairs.
Ashley, Serena, Sara, and Malacite stared at one another. Ashley led them upstairs and out the front door. The polite security officer from earlier looked at Ashley in concern.
"Is everything okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, but we have to go get Darien." Ashley explained.
"Yes, we must get him out." Sara said. Ashley wheeled around on her. Quick as a flash, Ashley brought up her fist and punched Sara in the eye, knocking the girl out.
"We?" Ashley added as an afterthought, then they took off.
In the police station...
"I'm the Prince, I'm telling you!" Darien said from behind bars.
"Yeah and I'm his royal monkey!" Jason added from the next cell.
"Oh shut up." Darien told him.
"You shut up. Why'd you hit me anyways?" Jason asked.
"....."
"Why?"
"No one touches Serena except me." Darien said, knowing he sounded foolish.
"You should have seen her downstairs. You know, you really hurt her by walking off with that other girl. You should have seen her. She was sitting there, crying on my lap. She's such a sweet, trusting girl. I had big plans for us."
"Yeah, she is trusting. And if you EVER lay a hand on her again, I swear to God I will rip you apart."
"Oooh, empty threat, Your Highness."
"Hey I AM the Prince!"
"Okay, Princey." a uniformed officer said as he unlocked the cell. "One phone call." Darien nodded and reached for the phone.
"Hey doesn't the Royal Monkey get a call too?!" Jason asked.
Darien smirked and dialed Ashley's number.
Ring... Ring...
*"Hello?"
"Hey, Ashley?"
*"Darien, mom is gonna kill you."
"Yeah well I'm stuck here in the station and they don't believe I'm the Prince."
*"Okay, I'm coming."
"Hurry!"
*"I should be there right about... Now!" she said, tapping him on his shoulder.
"God!" he jumped. "Now help me convince him." Ashley and Darien turned to the officer just as Serena and Malacite came quietly into the room.
"I'm telling you the truth! I am the Crown Prince Endymion of Earth, and this is my cousin, Lady Ashley!"
"What?" a small voice came from behind them.
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Cliffie, though not much of one. It doesn't take a rocket scientest to figure out who that voice belongs to. Anyways, please R & R, and my email is angel_13aby@yahoo.com! The next chapter might be up as soon as Wednesday if my computer cooperates!
Okay, here goes!
Angel_13aby
Sworn by Destiny - The Princess Sagas - Chapter Four
"Serena's gone!" Darien immediately took charge. "Malacite, search in here and ask the waiters if they saw her. I'm going to check with the host and check outside."
"Let's go!" The other agreed. "We gotta find her!"
Darien threw two hundred dollars on the table and ran to the front desk. After being pointed towards the door, he yelled to the nearby Malacite. They ran outside, and frantically looked around.
"You go that way!" Malacite yelled, pointing to the right. Darien nodded, and took off.
Meanwhile, Serena ran through the back gardens, trying to get away from everything that hurt her. She was running so fast that she didn't notice the rise in the concrete. She tripped, and hit her head on the edge of a fountain. The next thing she felt was the cool liquid surrounding her, as she fell face down into the large fountain.
Darien and Malacite met back in front.
"She's not down there!" Darien cried as he ran up to his friend.
"Well she's not there either!" Malacite told him. Then they both noticed the gates to the gardens. The gates were locked so that people not in the restaurant couldn't get in, but Darien and Malacite scaled the gates in no time and began searching the gardens. They were runnning past a huge fountain when Darien skidded to a stop.
"Malacite!" He yelled to the man who had gone on ahead. Malacite came running back as Darien hauled a familiar form out of the water. He layed her on the ground, and leaned down to check for breathing.
Panting, Malacite asked, "Is she-?" Darien shook his head.
"Nearly." He replied as he began CPR. A few minutes later, Darien began to swear.
"Damn it Serena! Come back!" He cried as he pounded his fist on the pavement. He began again. This time, after two minutes, Serena began to cough and shake violently.
"Thank God." Malacite breathed.
"Serena are you alright?" Darien asked. She nodded, looking at her hands, which were twisting in her lap. "God Serena don't ever do that to us again. You scared me so much." Darien said, pulling the wet girl into his lap and wrapping his jacket around her.
Malacite looked at his watch. "Dare man, we gotta get back if we're gonna get out early tomorrow." Darien nodded, and the two men helped Serena back to the car.
The next morning, six o-clock.
"Serena wake up." Malacite said loudly, shaking her gently.
"Uhhh not again. What do you people have against sleeping in?" Serena asked, yawning.
"Nothing except Ashley will be here in an hour. Get up!" Malacite said as Serena attempted to fall back into bed. He grasped her arms and pulled her out of bed.
"Darien give me a hand will ya?" Malacite asked as Darien walked in from his room. Darien grabbed Serena's feet, and together they lifted her into the tub in the bathroom. Serena curled up and went back to sleep. Darien and Malacite looked down at her.
"You know she looks so perfect sleeping, I'd almost rather not do this." Malacite said.
Darien grinned. "Almost." He said as they turned on the cold water.
"AHHHHH!!!!" Serena screamed. She sat up and turned off the water, quick as lightning.
"You are so dead." Serena swore as she grabbed the bendable shower head and turned the cold water back on. Now it was Darien and Malacite's turn to scream. Serena shoved them out of the bathroom and proceeded to get ready. Forty minutes later, they were sitting around eating breakfast when Ashley came in.
"Hey guys, hey Sere!" she said as she grabbed Darien's plate.
"Hey whaddya think you're doing?" Darien asked as Ashley gobbled up the remainder of his eggs. She shrugged.
"Eating, what does it look like to you?" she replied. "So, Sere, are you about ready to hit the Mall?" Serena nodded, pieces of her still wet hair flying into her eyes. Ashley cringed.
"Girl, what did you do to your hair?"
"You mean what did I not do? Malacite and Darien decided to wake me up this morning by turning the cold shower on on me." Serena replied in a menacing voice. The other girl smiled.
"Ohh," she said, turning to the boys. "Hasn't she been through enough trauma? Amnesia, Malacite's cooking, and now this?" They all laughed.
"Come here, girl, we have got to do something about that hair." Ashley sat behind Serena with a comb, and began to braid it. Soon Serena's hair was in a bun.
"Thanks Ashley." Serena said, putting her plate in the sink.
"Okay, you ready now?" Ashley questioned.
"Yeah, let me just go grab my shoes." Serena said, disapearing for a moment. Then she sat on a chair with her back to Ashley to put them on.
While Serena's back was turned, Ashley looked at Darien pointedly, looked at Serena, then looked back at Darien, raising her eyebrows twice comically. Darien blushed, and Ashley nodded, her point taken.
"Okay boys, we'll be back by five at the latest so we can hit Rage." Ashley said, pulling Serena out of the room.
"Hey Ash?" Serena asked as they climbed into Ashley's convertable. "What's Rage?"
"Oh it's a club up on tenth. It's going to be slamming tonight, cause they got DJ X in the house. It's hip-hop. You wanna come?"
Serena nodded.
"Good, cause I don't think that Darien would like leaving you alone at the house." Serena laughed.
Three hours later...
"Man when do you think they'll be back?" Darien asked.
"Dude, A: They're women. Shopping is their life. B: They've only been three hours. They said to expect them back at five! It's only ten! Man, you think aren't going to be coming back or something?"
"I dunno, Malacite, but I just got this wierd feeling about tomorrow night."
"Chill. Everything's going to be fine. What you need to concentrate on is how you're going to tell Serena that you're the Crown Prince, and everything you've told her in the past week has been a lie."
"I have not lied to Serena! I just haven't told her the entire truth, that's all."
"Whatever, Dare."
"So what do you want to watch? There's a movie on called What Women Want. I hear it's pretty good." (AN: I don't own W.W.W.).
"Maybe I should take notes." Darien said jokingly.
"Nah man."
"So what do you think of this one?" Serena asked as she stood in front of a mirror with Ashley. In the small room she had been changing in was a stack of rejected elegant evening gowns.
The one she was currently wearing was made of red silk. Ashely looked at it.
"No, no girl, that's not your color. I'd try something a little lighter. What do you think of this one?" Ashley asked. She wore a dark purple chiffon dress.
"It kind of clashes with your hair." Serena commented. Ashley's hair was brown with black highlights.
"Yeah. Maybe light purple would be better." Ashley said, not liking the dress herself.
"Okay, see you in a minute." Serena told her, and retreated to the changing room.
Four hours later, Serena and Ashley evaluated their last dresses.
Serena looked in the mirror. "I love it!" she said. Her dress was a white satin tube dress that fit her very tightly, and flared out a lot from the knees down. A light pink chiffon blouse tied just under her breast, and had long flared sleeves. The blouse had no fasteners, and had a wide collar that accented her collarbones.
"So do I." Ashley said, after looking it over. "Now all you need are these." She said, holding up a pair of white snake sandal heels and white silk gloves.
"Cool!" Serena exclaimed, trying them on.
"They go well with the dress. I swear, that dress is perfect." Ashley said. "What do you think of mine?" Ashley wore a simple violet-colored crushed velvet dress. This one had a small slit for a neck that showed off her shoulders. With this she paired white silk gloves, and white shoes similar to the ones she had given Serena.
"Awesome. It looks great." Serena complimented. Ashley nodded excitedly.
"Now, let's go look for some stuff for tonight! We have to get some sweet outifts for Rage tonight."
"Alright, let's go!" Serena said. Ashley paid for the dresses and acessories, insisting that it was a birthday present.
"Let's go!" Serena giggled as they walked briskly out of the store with their bags. As the two girls laughed together, Serena got a cold chill up her spine, and sensed a pair of eyes on her back.
Darien and Malacite were staring at an infomercial when Darien's cell phone rang.
"Hello?"
*"Endymion?"
"Yeah, Uncle?"
*"I have some news on the Princess."
"Hold on a sec." Darien hooked the cell phone up to a speaker/ microphone combination.
*"We have been searching for the Princess for this entire week. We believe we've found her. The Queen obviously can reconize her own daughter, but there are some public doubts, so tomorrow night the Queen will put her through the one test that will prove it. So you can stop looking for her, okay? We here at the palace are very relieved."
Malacite whistled. "We are too."
*"Yes, well, we'll see you two tomorrow night, alright?"
"Yes, Uncle."
*"Goodbye."
"Bye."
Darien ended the call, and unplugged it from the speaker.
"What a relief." Malacite commented.
"But you know, I almost forgot she was even missing. I mean, the knowledge was always there, in the back of my mind, but I just never thought about it."
Malacite nodded. "Yeah, me too. Oh well, everything's fine now. Right?"
"Right. Though I still can't shake that feeling I had the yesterday."
Six-thirty pm...
"Hey guys, we're back!" Ashley called from the door.
"Hey Ashley!
"We're gonna use your room to get ready, okay Darien?" Ashley told him more than asked as they ran past through the living room into the large bedroom.
Giggling, she and Serena grabbed their outfits out of their bags and began to change.
Serena wore a silver pleather skirt that barely covered her butt, and silver platform high heels. She also wore a silver/sky blue tube top made of a sheer silk. It came down to just above her belly button, and was fringed in silver beads. Large silver hoops adorned her ears, and a silver bracelet graced her wrist.
Ashley wore a sparkling blue silk skirt that was also extremely short, and matching heels. She wore a black halter top with a red flame embroidered in beads on it. Around her hips hung a low belt made of gold and sapphire rhinestones.
The two stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom. Serena tried hard not to look at Darien's personal items that seemed to be everywhere.
"Let's do your hair first." Serena said. Ashley nodded and sat down on a chair they had pulled in front of the mirror. Serena went to work. "What do you think?" she asked ten minutes later.
The sides of her shoulder-length brown hair was pulled into a ponytail, and black strands fell on either side of her face nicely. Glitter danced through the curls, and Ashley looked it over.
"I love it!" She said.
"Do you want me to do your make-up?" Serena asked. Ashley shook her head.
"No, that's okay thanks." Ashley said as she reached for various tubes and bottles. It didn't take long before Ashley looked sensational.
"Okay, you want me to do you now?" Serena nodded and sat down. Ashley looked at the hair that flowed all the way to the ground.
'Wow.' she thought, and began to think.
When Ashley was done, Serena's hair no longer just flowed to the ground. Half of it was pulled into a bun, (Like Pluto's), and the rest was in tight spiral curls, making her hair reach just above the top of her skirt. Silver glitter was laced through the curls, and a jeweled butterfly hairpin rested on either side of the bun. Body glitter was brushed on her skin everywhere, and light pink lip gloss made her lips shine. Ashley had also applied a light coat of mascara, and a little bit of silver eyeshadow.
"Ashley you are so good at this!" Serena cried as she saw the finished product. Then she glanced at the clock. "Omigosh it's nine o-clock!"
They cleaned up their stuff in a hurry and left the room. Darien and Malacite did not see their outfits as they rushed past them to change. Five minutes later the guys were ready. They came out of their rooms together to see Serena and Ashley leaning against the counter chatting away. Their eyes traveled down, up, down, and back up to see they had been caught staring.
"Ready?" Serena asked with laughter in her eyes. Darien led them all out to his convertible, and they sped away.
Twenty minutes later they approached the entrance after parking Darien's car several blocks away. As they walked up past the lines of people waiting to get in to the popular club, Darien, Malacite, and Ashley all pulled out two laminated cards. A burly guard at the double doors reconized the three right away.
"Hey guys no need for those I know who you are." he said. Darien breathed a sigh of relief when the guard didn't refer to his status, or his guest.
Inside, they made their way downstairs to the club. Disco and lazer lights swirled, making the mist coming from small machines seemingly beautiful. Girls and guys ranging from their late teens to mid-twenties danced to the fast beats coming from the huge speakers on each wall.
"This is so cool!" Serena said to Darien.
"What?" he yelled back. She smiled, shaking her head as the four of them headed out to the dance floor. Serena looked at Ashley, and began to copy her moves. Soon, she was dancing out of pure adrenaline. (SP?)
"Hi there." Another guy yelled in Ashley's ear so she could hear. "Wanna dance?" Ashley nodded, and they moved away to another part of the dance floor. Malacite went off, too, to find another girl. He was soon dancing with a redhead.
Darien gasped as thin arms encircled his waist. Spinning around, he came face to face with one of his old girlfriends.
"Sara-" he shouted in amazement.
"Miss me?" She asked. He nodded, edging away from where Serena was still dancing.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, leading her upstairs to the quieter bar area. She gave him an annoyingly cute pout.
"Dancing." she replied. He rolled his eyes. "Oh come on End-"
"You know it's Darien out here." he cut in.
"Okay, Darien," she said, emphasizing the 'Darien'. "You know why you came here tonight. You came to look for me, and to dance with me. Come on, admit it." she said, kissing him. After a few moments of sweet distraction, he pulled away.
"It's not like that anymore." he said, putting his hands on hers, which were resting on his cheeks.
"Well what's it like?" Sara asked, genuine concern showing on her face.
Back downstairs...
Serena continued dancing, even after Darien left. A few tears formed in her eyes. As Sara kissed Darien, someone put their hands on her waist from behind and held her back close to them. Serena twirled around. A boy about Darien's height and age stood there. He had brown hair with blond streaks, and had the clearest blue eyes Serena had ever seen. He wore a red and blue shirt and baggy jeans.
"Are you okay?" he asked, leaning down to talk in her ear. She shook her head, more trying to clear her tears than anything else. "Wanna talk about it?" he asked. She nodded, not knowing what was any better. He led her over to a (semi) quiet corner where there were lounge chairs scattered around.
The boy sat down, pulling her down with him. If Serena minded sitting on a complete stranger's lap, she didn't show it.
"I'm Jason." he told her.
"Serena." she replied.
"So what's wrong?" he asked, concern in his voice.
"I came here with this guy that's really nice and cute-" she broke off. Jason wrapped his arms around her, trying to comfort her. "- but he ran off with some other chick and it hurt."
"That idiot doesn't know what he did, Serena. Or maybe he didn't realize it hurt you."
Serena gave him a brilliant smile. "I guess your right." Jason grinned back.
"Now, would you like to dance?"
"Okay!" Taking her hand, Jason led her back out to the floor. He put his hands on her hips and began to move with her. Her hands above her head, spiral hair twirling around her like a cape. After a few minutes, Jason started to move around her. A feeling rose in her throat for a moment, her thinking that he, too, was leaving her. But his hands once again placed themselves on her hips and he held her backside firmly against him. At first Serena wanted to pull away, but she soon became caught up in grinding with him.
Upstairs, Sara sat on Darien's lap. Their lips were locked, their embrace tight, and... Darien's mind was completely focused on Serena. Sensing something, Sara pulled away. Searching his eyes, she found nothing except confusion.
"What's wrong, Darien?" she asked, her voice sweeter than sugar.
"It's the girl I brought."
"Her again?" Sara whined. Darien looked away. Sara thought a moment. "Okay if we go check on her, will you be satisfied?" At his nod, she continued. "Then, when you see she's perfectly fine, we can come back up here, or we can go back to your place and..." she leaned in and whispered in his ear, his eyes widening as she continued. "Alright?" he nodded.
Together, they made their way back downstairs. Looking around, he saw Ashley and the boy from earlier were caught up in an enthusiastic *ahem* conversation on a couch nearby. Darien's eyes kept searching for the blonde goddess. He thought he saw her, and led Sara through the crowds. He stopped about five feet away from her. What he saw shocked him. Serena was dancing like every other girl there- sexually. The guy she was dancing with had his hands on her hips, holding her back close against him. As Darien and Sara watched, the boy lowered his lips to her neck, and kissed his way up to her jawline. Serena turned her head so he could get at her lips.
Sara smirked. Closing Darien's jaw with one hand and turning his head towards her, she kissed him softly.
"I think she's okay." She said, before leading him back upstairs.
Serena felt fireworks shoot up and down her spine as Jason slowly coaxed her lips open. Sensations shot through her entire being as she turned completely around. She could no longer hear the music as Jason ravaged her lips.
Jason began backing her up. They kept moving until Serena's back hit one of the mirror walls. Serena gasped into the kiss, but it soon faded into a soft moan, as all the gasp did was open her mouth again.
Jason opened his eyes. From what he could see of her eyes, she could barely see straight. He gently pulled away from her.
"Would you like something to drink?" he asked, his hand traveling down behind her to her pleather skirt. She nodded, and Jason kept his hand where it was as he guided the girl across the dance floor and up the stairs. Serena was too caught up in Jason to notice Darien making out with Sara on a nearby couch.
"What would you like?" Jason asked.
"What's good?" Serena questioned back.
"Most everything." he replied. Serena pouted, and Jason laughed, and ordered. Serena soon downed hers, and playfully tried to grab his. He then led her over to one of the unoccupied couches. He laid Serena down on it, and carefully lowered himself over her. Looking into her bright eyes, he leaned in and placed a feather-light kiss on her lips, then deepened it as he collapsed on top of her. Her arms wrapped around him, his hand holding her head, he continued his assault on her senses.
Ten minutes later, Darien pulled away from Sara again. And once again, she was agravated.
"What now?" she asked, not bothering to hide the annoyance she felt.
"Would you like a drink?" Darien asked, leading her over to the bar. As they got their drinks and turned around, Darien began seeing red as he noticed a certain couch. Sara, too, noticed them. She smirked, but the expression faded as she saw Darien walk briskly over to them.
Darien, furious, wasted no time once he got to the other side of the room. Picking Jason up by his collar, he slugged the astonished man.
"Damn you." Jason said as he felt blood trickling down his chin.
"Darien stop!" Serena said, sitting up. Jason looked briefly down at her, and then at Darien.
"This is him, Serena?" Jason asked. Serena nodded, her eyes widening.
Jason immediately punched Darien, before they grabbed on to one another and began to fight harder. Darien whipped his fist up and socked Jason right in the eye, but Jason swept his leg under Darien and he promptly fell. The Prince grabbed Jason's legs, and sent them both flying down the stairs. Serena and Sara followed. Darien and Jason began fighting again as soon as they reached the bottom. Ashley and Malacite soon joined them in trying to break up the fight. Sirens could be heard, security had called the police. Three men in uniform came rushing down the stairs, and grabbed both of the wrestling boys. Although they had been pulled away, the two continued to hurl profanities at each other as they were dragged up the stairs.
Ashley, Serena, Sara, and Malacite stared at one another. Ashley led them upstairs and out the front door. The polite security officer from earlier looked at Ashley in concern.
"Is everything okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, but we have to go get Darien." Ashley explained.
"Yes, we must get him out." Sara said. Ashley wheeled around on her. Quick as a flash, Ashley brought up her fist and punched Sara in the eye, knocking the girl out.
"We?" Ashley added as an afterthought, then they took off.
In the police station...
"I'm the Prince, I'm telling you!" Darien said from behind bars.
"Yeah and I'm his royal monkey!" Jason added from the next cell.
"Oh shut up." Darien told him.
"You shut up. Why'd you hit me anyways?" Jason asked.
"....."
"Why?"
"No one touches Serena except me." Darien said, knowing he sounded foolish.
"You should have seen her downstairs. You know, you really hurt her by walking off with that other girl. You should have seen her. She was sitting there, crying on my lap. She's such a sweet, trusting girl. I had big plans for us."
"Yeah, she is trusting. And if you EVER lay a hand on her again, I swear to God I will rip you apart."
"Oooh, empty threat, Your Highness."
"Hey I AM the Prince!"
"Okay, Princey." a uniformed officer said as he unlocked the cell. "One phone call." Darien nodded and reached for the phone.
"Hey doesn't the Royal Monkey get a call too?!" Jason asked.
Darien smirked and dialed Ashley's number.
Ring... Ring...
*"Hello?"
"Hey, Ashley?"
*"Darien, mom is gonna kill you."
"Yeah well I'm stuck here in the station and they don't believe I'm the Prince."
*"Okay, I'm coming."
"Hurry!"
*"I should be there right about... Now!" she said, tapping him on his shoulder.
"God!" he jumped. "Now help me convince him." Ashley and Darien turned to the officer just as Serena and Malacite came quietly into the room.
"I'm telling you the truth! I am the Crown Prince Endymion of Earth, and this is my cousin, Lady Ashley!"
"What?" a small voice came from behind them.
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Cliffie, though not much of one. It doesn't take a rocket scientest to figure out who that voice belongs to. Anyways, please R & R, and my email is angel_13aby@yahoo.com! The next chapter might be up as soon as Wednesday if my computer cooperates!