Hey readers! This is my first fanfic! Yay! Okay... the usual procedure:
Sailor Moon doesn't belong to me (I wish!) and never will. It belongs to
Naoko and whatever company she granted right to. I, on the other hand
are among all those poor starving authors who write fanfiction and don't
earn money off it. Anyway... don't copy my story or you're going to pay!
(laughs hysterically).
To prevent flames on me, I just want to say that this story is inspired
my Judith Michael's "Sleeping Beauty". A good read, too! Don't worry,
You probably are sick of my babbling now, so on with the story! On yeah,
one more thing, this is rated PG13 - R (more PG13, though. Just watch
for some parts).
Falling Chapter 5 by Angelica (that's me! ^_^) sailoryaoli@hotmail.com
Rated: PG 13 - R
note : indicates thoughts
I can feel the magic floating in the air...
Being with you gets me that way...
I watch the sunlight dance across your face...
And I, oh I've...
Never been this swept away...
All my thoughts just seem to settle in the breeze...
When I'm lying wrapped in your arms...
The whole world just fades away...
The only thing I hear is the beating of your heart...
Faith Hill "Breathe"
"Damn it!" Serena swore. The stocks don't look good. The stress on
her heart was burdening her.
"Serena... here are the papers you requested." The blond acknowledged
Setsuna with a dull nod. There was a familiar pounding in her head. She
felt sad... Why do you put me through this? She had avoided him all week.
Lita had already talked to her, saying how silly it was.
Flashback...
"Serena... he loves and you love him. I can see it! Don't be stupid!"
Lita said forcefully, angry eyes blazing, reprimanding Serena's lack of
passion. Serena felt overwhelmed.
"You DON'T UNDERSTAND! This is going too quickly."
"This is love!"
"How do you know? How do you know he means it?"
"Serena... I know you're hurt. By what or whom I don't know. But have
faith... Darien and you look so good together... the looks you give each
other..." Serena was quiet for a while. She twirled a piece of hair. Lita
sighed, exasperated. Serena was giving her the cold shoulder.
"NO... I refuse to do this... not everything ends in sappy romantic
events like your case. Some people just aren't meant to go through love."
She trembled inwards at Lita's hurt face. Keeping a cool mask of indifference,
she said a curt "excuse me" and left.
End Flashback...
Setsuna sighed, looking at the blond. Ever since last Monday, she had
been cold. Something changed. Serena was hardly aware of Setsuna's confusing
glare. She barely noticed her presence. Something in the back of her mind
registered it, but she was deep in thought. She had avoided HIM all week,
burying herself with work.
"Setsuna pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. "Serena... you've been
working too hard. Take the day off, relax... the spring gardens are gorgeous!"
"No..." Serena refused sharply, grabbing a form. Her actions are so
precise, so robotic. Setsuna chewed on the bottom of her lips...
"Serena... what happened?"
"Leave." That was the simple response. Setsuna was taken back. Dark
eyebrows furrowed in a frown. She stepped out of the room briskly.
She took a sip of coffee. It was cold... Serena knew she looked
like a mess... dark undereye circles, tired bland looking blue eyes...
messy hair. If I don't want to be involved with him... why am I so empty?
She reasoned with herself. She felt like dying. Everything feels so depressed
lately. Grabbing her nearby purse, she decided she needed some fresh air.
**********
She watched her silently, observing the way she strides down the
street, as if running away from something. She had memorized her face... and
had followed her on the night Darien had told her his love for her. FOOL!
But this makes her job so much easier. I'll watch the bunny a little longer.
All her victims are bunnies to her... bunnies that are easy game. This one
surprised her. 10 million dollars for a little girl. Who was it that hired
her? Oh... how could she forget? The infamous James Thorten. A frosty smile
graced ruby lips. She have patience... when the time comes... she'll strike.
"I wonder how Diamond is doing?" She mused to herself. She had a perfect
plan... if the fates are on her side. She'll have to tell her partner about
it.
Serena felt eyes probing her back. She turned around, her spine tingling.
Nothing. No one was behind her. She started to pick up the pace.
White teeth flashed. She smirked in satisfaction at the reaction of her
victim. It's going to be fun... she thought as she smiled again, reaching
for a pair of sunglasses. The wind toyed with her light yellow-green hair
almost coyly. With a phone in hand that matched her scandalous black dress,
she looked like a dangerous woman...
"Hello? This is Emerald..." She said in a quiet breathy tone. Tick-tock...
rabbit... she thought, wondering how to kill her.
It was a glorious wedding... Serena was wearing a silky white satin dress
with gorgeous rose decorations. She felt happy... radiant... beautiful.
Walking down the aisle, she saw the happy faces of friends and family. Mina
and Lita grinned from ear to ear and Ami had a serene smile on her face. And
Darien... her groom smiled up at her, blue eyes sparkling. He held out a
gloved hand to her.
BAM! Serena felt a sound and then the pain. Red... red blood was everywhere...
her blood. He looked so heartbroken... holding her in his arms. She was dying...
Out of the corner of droopy eyes, she saw a crop of yellow-green hair... it's
owner held out a gun... ruby lips curved into a taunting smile.
A blond opened her blue eyes, her heart pounded. What was that? A dream?
It was so vivid... the wedding... wait a minute... why was I marrying Darien?
Could it be my subconscious telling me I had feelings for him? Rubbing her
hand on her forehead, she suddenly felt nauseous. She felt an ominous even in
the future. Something bad is going to happen... I just know it...
He woke up, ebony hair tousled, blue eyes wide in shock. He could still
recall the sticky blood on white satin... her sweet pale face... white lips...
He took a deep breath. It was so real... why? Why did Serena die? Who shot
her? His back was turned toward the killer so he didn't know... but Serena
saw it... and he can never forget the fear in her eyes. What did she saw?
It's just a dream he reassured to himself. But he felt uneasy... ever since
that "episode" at the Forest Eatery. Why did he do that? Why couldn't he hold
it inside him for a little longer?
Ever since the time they first met... he felt something... he felt desire...
but it was a purer feeling than lust and passion. It was the way she looked at
him, eyes so innocent and bright. There was pain in those eyes. There was an
ice wall... protecting a fragile interior. It happened so quickly... he wasn't
prepared for it at all. The feeling washed over him like a powerful tide... he
couldn't control it. Why did he say such things to her? He was accustomed
to women who grovel at his feet, driven by lust. He was the "most eligible
bachelor." Normally, he ignored them... and they called him Black Sheep Shields
since he was so different. Why was he so reckless? What was going on? He felt
like he was losing control...
Flashback...
"How's the wedding coming along, Andy?" He asked casually. It was a
typical morning for him. He was still a sophomore back then... in Columbia
University.
"Fine... how do you like being an assistant?" Darien groaned. He had
just enlisted as an assistant in one of the laboratories.
"Boring... they expect us to prepare the equipment and such... we're
studying gene slicing on white rats."
"Sounds interesting," Andrew said wryly. Andrew was his best friend...
since elementary school. With sandy blond hair and green eyes, they looked
like day and night.
"Yup... and our biology professor wants a paper," he added.
"I'm glad I stuck with simply business. It only took four years. What
are you... the sixth year or something?"
"Fifth," he corrected.
"Oh... well... ever consider having a future?" He said with an innocent
twinkle in his eyes.
"Well... I do have a business and medicine major... physics and chemical
minor... as well as many others."
"I swear... you study so much you can read textbooks in your sleep. What
I mean was... you know... a future with the girl of your dreams," he continued,
observing Darien's expression carefully. Darien's jaw twitched and his body
stiffened.
"There is no future... all women act like a bunch of sick puppies. I'll
never find her..."
"Don't be stupid... love can do strange things to you... very strange
things... you'll see someday," he replied mysteriously.
End Flashback...
Was Andrew right? He truly missed his old friend. They still write
constantly. Andrew is the owner of Crow Parlor, INC. in Japan. Who knew
that owning a chain of arcade stores actually made him wealthy? He and
Rita (his wife) currently have two children and lives in Osaka. Is this
the fate of love? He'd seen Andrew and Rita before. They were so happy. Many
years ago, he had dreamed of being as happy as them. Feeling a little down,
he stood up, examining the glorious sunrise. It was a beautiful sight... the
way lavender swirled perfectly together with blue. He thought about Serena...
his lovely angel.
He mentally pictured the golden blond in his arms. Why do I sound like
a lovesick fool? He remembered that smile she always gave him. She didn't
seem to be the one who likes to laugh a lot. Even when he watched her at
work, she rarely laughed with the clients, no matter how friendly they
prove to be. But when she did laugh, it was beautiful... angelic... merry.
It was the kind of laugh that makes you feel relaxed, happy and cheerful.
He sighed. He had lost his angel.
**********
She looked at the sandwich distastefully. It just didn't look that good
anymore. She feels tired and sleepy... her heart aches. Everywhere she went
she saw HIM... or at least things that reminds her of him. Why? Why am I
feeling this way? She was so confused, and sad. She loved Darien's company.
he made her feel so relaxed. She felt so happy when he's around. He made her
hear melt. It was the way his eyes looked at her with surprising tenderness...
and those arms! When they danced, it was the most wonderful feeling. She
felt tears in her eyes. Why am I crying? Cold hands brushed against heavy
teardrops.
She was miserable and she knew nothing will ease that pain. She wanted
to run to HIM for comfort, but she was too afraid to talk to him... not after
the way she had treated him. The door to her office opened. She automatically
raised her head, acknowledging the dark haired man. It was HIM. He looked as
bad as she... dark circles graced normally brilliant sapphire eyes. His raven
colored hair is deheveled and unkempt. It could use a good washing or two.
She looked at him, expecting him to say something. He didn't. He simply
dropped a stack of paper in front of her. The cobalt eyes are calm, a mask
of no emotions. They glinted dangerously. Her heart shattered...
"Darien," she choked out. He didn't hear her. She watched his fading
back. A fresh burst of tears welled up in her eyes. He hates her. She wanted
to die.
She hated me. I don't deserve to ruin her life like that. She probably
thinks I'm a fool... I won't burden her any longer. When I look in her eyes,
I saw guilt. If I'm cold to her... maybe she'll be free of her burden. He
walked to his office, fingers clinching so hard that he thought he drew blood.
It took all of his will to not run to her and kiss her. No... he'll not bother
her anymore. Grabbing his laptop, he stared at the glowing screen, his mind
shredding the remains of his feelings for Serena. He'll do this for his
angel. He'll suffer... for her....
Emerald watched the "drama" with pleasure. She knew what she had to
do...
Serena walked to her apartment. If her apartment had been dirty before,
it was a pigsty now. Taking a drink of a cup of day-old water, she looked at
her mail. There was a letter from Mina. She was pregnant again, and hoped
it'll be a little girl. Tears threatened to flow again. She was so tired
with life lately... Mina sounded so happy. She envied Mina. Her cousin had
everything... wealth, love, kids. Is there happiness in her bleak life?
She looked at the other letter. It was for Apartment 609, Building 1109.
This was building 1119. The mailman obviously got the wrong address. But why
was Darien's name on the letter? Biting her lower lips, she grabbed her
letter opener. Her eyes widened after reading it.
Emerald...
Loved last night. You gotta stop coming all the time... I'm
losing too much sleep. Besides, you made me late to work today again. Wear
the satin black bra next time. Meet me at 7:00 today at Day's Inn. Bring
the Brandy. The key is in the envelope. A token of my appreciation...
Darien
What does token of appreciation mean? She saw something else in the letter.
What was it? Reaching out, her fingers grabbed a stunning diamond necklace.
With tears running out of blue eyes, she grabbed the necklace and flung it
across the room. That was why he looked so tired... Grabbing a purse, she left
her apartment with a slam...
(continued in chapter 6)
Tell me what you think! If you're reading this at Fanfic.net, review me! I'll
really really appreciate it (did I mention REALLY? ^^). My email is
sailoryaoli@hotmail.com or weizhouus@yahoo.com. Website: www.geocities.com/
weizhouus I plan to do a revamp as soon as I'm done with Falling and Sparks.
By the way, Sparks is my next fanfiction. There are no guarantees that I'll
finish or publish it though. Falling is going to be completed for sure.
On to the next chapter...
Sailor Moon doesn't belong to me (I wish!) and never will. It belongs to
Naoko and whatever company she granted right to. I, on the other hand
are among all those poor starving authors who write fanfiction and don't
earn money off it. Anyway... don't copy my story or you're going to pay!
(laughs hysterically).
To prevent flames on me, I just want to say that this story is inspired
my Judith Michael's "Sleeping Beauty". A good read, too! Don't worry,
You probably are sick of my babbling now, so on with the story! On yeah,
one more thing, this is rated PG13 - R (more PG13, though. Just watch
for some parts).
Falling Chapter 5 by Angelica (that's me! ^_^) sailoryaoli@hotmail.com
Rated: PG 13 - R
note : indicates thoughts
I can feel the magic floating in the air...
Being with you gets me that way...
I watch the sunlight dance across your face...
And I, oh I've...
Never been this swept away...
All my thoughts just seem to settle in the breeze...
When I'm lying wrapped in your arms...
The whole world just fades away...
The only thing I hear is the beating of your heart...
Faith Hill "Breathe"
"Damn it!" Serena swore. The stocks don't look good. The stress on
her heart was burdening her.
"Serena... here are the papers you requested." The blond acknowledged
Setsuna with a dull nod. There was a familiar pounding in her head. She
felt sad... Why do you put me through this? She had avoided him all week.
Lita had already talked to her, saying how silly it was.
Flashback...
"Serena... he loves and you love him. I can see it! Don't be stupid!"
Lita said forcefully, angry eyes blazing, reprimanding Serena's lack of
passion. Serena felt overwhelmed.
"You DON'T UNDERSTAND! This is going too quickly."
"This is love!"
"How do you know? How do you know he means it?"
"Serena... I know you're hurt. By what or whom I don't know. But have
faith... Darien and you look so good together... the looks you give each
other..." Serena was quiet for a while. She twirled a piece of hair. Lita
sighed, exasperated. Serena was giving her the cold shoulder.
"NO... I refuse to do this... not everything ends in sappy romantic
events like your case. Some people just aren't meant to go through love."
She trembled inwards at Lita's hurt face. Keeping a cool mask of indifference,
she said a curt "excuse me" and left.
End Flashback...
Setsuna sighed, looking at the blond. Ever since last Monday, she had
been cold. Something changed. Serena was hardly aware of Setsuna's confusing
glare. She barely noticed her presence. Something in the back of her mind
registered it, but she was deep in thought. She had avoided HIM all week,
burying herself with work.
"Setsuna pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. "Serena... you've been
working too hard. Take the day off, relax... the spring gardens are gorgeous!"
"No..." Serena refused sharply, grabbing a form. Her actions are so
precise, so robotic. Setsuna chewed on the bottom of her lips...
"Serena... what happened?"
"Leave." That was the simple response. Setsuna was taken back. Dark
eyebrows furrowed in a frown. She stepped out of the room briskly.
She took a sip of coffee. It was cold... Serena knew she looked
like a mess... dark undereye circles, tired bland looking blue eyes...
messy hair. If I don't want to be involved with him... why am I so empty?
She reasoned with herself. She felt like dying. Everything feels so depressed
lately. Grabbing her nearby purse, she decided she needed some fresh air.
**********
She watched her silently, observing the way she strides down the
street, as if running away from something. She had memorized her face... and
had followed her on the night Darien had told her his love for her. FOOL!
But this makes her job so much easier. I'll watch the bunny a little longer.
All her victims are bunnies to her... bunnies that are easy game. This one
surprised her. 10 million dollars for a little girl. Who was it that hired
her? Oh... how could she forget? The infamous James Thorten. A frosty smile
graced ruby lips. She have patience... when the time comes... she'll strike.
"I wonder how Diamond is doing?" She mused to herself. She had a perfect
plan... if the fates are on her side. She'll have to tell her partner about
it.
Serena felt eyes probing her back. She turned around, her spine tingling.
Nothing. No one was behind her. She started to pick up the pace.
White teeth flashed. She smirked in satisfaction at the reaction of her
victim. It's going to be fun... she thought as she smiled again, reaching
for a pair of sunglasses. The wind toyed with her light yellow-green hair
almost coyly. With a phone in hand that matched her scandalous black dress,
she looked like a dangerous woman...
"Hello? This is Emerald..." She said in a quiet breathy tone. Tick-tock...
rabbit... she thought, wondering how to kill her.
It was a glorious wedding... Serena was wearing a silky white satin dress
with gorgeous rose decorations. She felt happy... radiant... beautiful.
Walking down the aisle, she saw the happy faces of friends and family. Mina
and Lita grinned from ear to ear and Ami had a serene smile on her face. And
Darien... her groom smiled up at her, blue eyes sparkling. He held out a
gloved hand to her.
BAM! Serena felt a sound and then the pain. Red... red blood was everywhere...
her blood. He looked so heartbroken... holding her in his arms. She was dying...
Out of the corner of droopy eyes, she saw a crop of yellow-green hair... it's
owner held out a gun... ruby lips curved into a taunting smile.
A blond opened her blue eyes, her heart pounded. What was that? A dream?
It was so vivid... the wedding... wait a minute... why was I marrying Darien?
Could it be my subconscious telling me I had feelings for him? Rubbing her
hand on her forehead, she suddenly felt nauseous. She felt an ominous even in
the future. Something bad is going to happen... I just know it...
He woke up, ebony hair tousled, blue eyes wide in shock. He could still
recall the sticky blood on white satin... her sweet pale face... white lips...
He took a deep breath. It was so real... why? Why did Serena die? Who shot
her? His back was turned toward the killer so he didn't know... but Serena
saw it... and he can never forget the fear in her eyes. What did she saw?
It's just a dream he reassured to himself. But he felt uneasy... ever since
that "episode" at the Forest Eatery. Why did he do that? Why couldn't he hold
it inside him for a little longer?
Ever since the time they first met... he felt something... he felt desire...
but it was a purer feeling than lust and passion. It was the way she looked at
him, eyes so innocent and bright. There was pain in those eyes. There was an
ice wall... protecting a fragile interior. It happened so quickly... he wasn't
prepared for it at all. The feeling washed over him like a powerful tide... he
couldn't control it. Why did he say such things to her? He was accustomed
to women who grovel at his feet, driven by lust. He was the "most eligible
bachelor." Normally, he ignored them... and they called him Black Sheep Shields
since he was so different. Why was he so reckless? What was going on? He felt
like he was losing control...
Flashback...
"How's the wedding coming along, Andy?" He asked casually. It was a
typical morning for him. He was still a sophomore back then... in Columbia
University.
"Fine... how do you like being an assistant?" Darien groaned. He had
just enlisted as an assistant in one of the laboratories.
"Boring... they expect us to prepare the equipment and such... we're
studying gene slicing on white rats."
"Sounds interesting," Andrew said wryly. Andrew was his best friend...
since elementary school. With sandy blond hair and green eyes, they looked
like day and night.
"Yup... and our biology professor wants a paper," he added.
"I'm glad I stuck with simply business. It only took four years. What
are you... the sixth year or something?"
"Fifth," he corrected.
"Oh... well... ever consider having a future?" He said with an innocent
twinkle in his eyes.
"Well... I do have a business and medicine major... physics and chemical
minor... as well as many others."
"I swear... you study so much you can read textbooks in your sleep. What
I mean was... you know... a future with the girl of your dreams," he continued,
observing Darien's expression carefully. Darien's jaw twitched and his body
stiffened.
"There is no future... all women act like a bunch of sick puppies. I'll
never find her..."
"Don't be stupid... love can do strange things to you... very strange
things... you'll see someday," he replied mysteriously.
End Flashback...
Was Andrew right? He truly missed his old friend. They still write
constantly. Andrew is the owner of Crow Parlor, INC. in Japan. Who knew
that owning a chain of arcade stores actually made him wealthy? He and
Rita (his wife) currently have two children and lives in Osaka. Is this
the fate of love? He'd seen Andrew and Rita before. They were so happy. Many
years ago, he had dreamed of being as happy as them. Feeling a little down,
he stood up, examining the glorious sunrise. It was a beautiful sight... the
way lavender swirled perfectly together with blue. He thought about Serena...
his lovely angel.
He mentally pictured the golden blond in his arms. Why do I sound like
a lovesick fool? He remembered that smile she always gave him. She didn't
seem to be the one who likes to laugh a lot. Even when he watched her at
work, she rarely laughed with the clients, no matter how friendly they
prove to be. But when she did laugh, it was beautiful... angelic... merry.
It was the kind of laugh that makes you feel relaxed, happy and cheerful.
He sighed. He had lost his angel.
**********
She looked at the sandwich distastefully. It just didn't look that good
anymore. She feels tired and sleepy... her heart aches. Everywhere she went
she saw HIM... or at least things that reminds her of him. Why? Why am I
feeling this way? She was so confused, and sad. She loved Darien's company.
he made her feel so relaxed. She felt so happy when he's around. He made her
hear melt. It was the way his eyes looked at her with surprising tenderness...
and those arms! When they danced, it was the most wonderful feeling. She
felt tears in her eyes. Why am I crying? Cold hands brushed against heavy
teardrops.
She was miserable and she knew nothing will ease that pain. She wanted
to run to HIM for comfort, but she was too afraid to talk to him... not after
the way she had treated him. The door to her office opened. She automatically
raised her head, acknowledging the dark haired man. It was HIM. He looked as
bad as she... dark circles graced normally brilliant sapphire eyes. His raven
colored hair is deheveled and unkempt. It could use a good washing or two.
She looked at him, expecting him to say something. He didn't. He simply
dropped a stack of paper in front of her. The cobalt eyes are calm, a mask
of no emotions. They glinted dangerously. Her heart shattered...
"Darien," she choked out. He didn't hear her. She watched his fading
back. A fresh burst of tears welled up in her eyes. He hates her. She wanted
to die.
She hated me. I don't deserve to ruin her life like that. She probably
thinks I'm a fool... I won't burden her any longer. When I look in her eyes,
I saw guilt. If I'm cold to her... maybe she'll be free of her burden. He
walked to his office, fingers clinching so hard that he thought he drew blood.
It took all of his will to not run to her and kiss her. No... he'll not bother
her anymore. Grabbing his laptop, he stared at the glowing screen, his mind
shredding the remains of his feelings for Serena. He'll do this for his
angel. He'll suffer... for her....
Emerald watched the "drama" with pleasure. She knew what she had to
do...
Serena walked to her apartment. If her apartment had been dirty before,
it was a pigsty now. Taking a drink of a cup of day-old water, she looked at
her mail. There was a letter from Mina. She was pregnant again, and hoped
it'll be a little girl. Tears threatened to flow again. She was so tired
with life lately... Mina sounded so happy. She envied Mina. Her cousin had
everything... wealth, love, kids. Is there happiness in her bleak life?
She looked at the other letter. It was for Apartment 609, Building 1109.
This was building 1119. The mailman obviously got the wrong address. But why
was Darien's name on the letter? Biting her lower lips, she grabbed her
letter opener. Her eyes widened after reading it.
Emerald...
Loved last night. You gotta stop coming all the time... I'm
losing too much sleep. Besides, you made me late to work today again. Wear
the satin black bra next time. Meet me at 7:00 today at Day's Inn. Bring
the Brandy. The key is in the envelope. A token of my appreciation...
Darien
What does token of appreciation mean? She saw something else in the letter.
What was it? Reaching out, her fingers grabbed a stunning diamond necklace.
With tears running out of blue eyes, she grabbed the necklace and flung it
across the room. That was why he looked so tired... Grabbing a purse, she left
her apartment with a slam...
(continued in chapter 6)
Tell me what you think! If you're reading this at Fanfic.net, review me! I'll
really really appreciate it (did I mention REALLY? ^^). My email is
sailoryaoli@hotmail.com or weizhouus@yahoo.com. Website: www.geocities.com/
weizhouus I plan to do a revamp as soon as I'm done with Falling and Sparks.
By the way, Sparks is my next fanfiction. There are no guarantees that I'll
finish or publish it though. Falling is going to be completed for sure.
On to the next chapter...