Hey, everyone! Sowy I took so long. ^_^ Final exams are beyond postal. Okay, so I haven't
been *studying*, but... Whatever. Here's chapter two! ^_^6
*A glittery pink cloud shimmers above Angel's head and Chibi-Angel appears, floating in
a shiny pink bubble. She's all makin a big show outta clearing her throat.*
We don't own Sailor Moon,
Lawyers, do not sue!
For we're two little angels
Who just wouldn't know *what* to do!
Operation: Get Serena!
Chapter Two
"And then he smirked at me and said--" Serena chattered, close to tears. She seemed
unaware of the movie theater's dimming lights, a sure sign that the movie was about to
begin.
Darien sighed. "Serena, shh!" He hissed in the nicest tone he could manage. He pointed
at the screen. "The movie's starting, and--"
"SHH!" Behind them, a middle-aged man kicked Darien's chair. In return, Serena's ebony-
haired boyfriend let out a frustrated groan and slumped down in his seat.
Huffily, Serena slid down in her chair, crossed her arms over her chest, and pouted at the
screen. Darien leaned over and kissed the side of her head.
"Hey, Sere, I'm sorry," he whispered carefully, tugging gently on a strand of her long, bright-
blonde hair. "Forgive me?
Serena smiled sweetly and opened her mouth to reply, but at that moment, the man kicked
Darien's chair again--hard.
"Shut *UP!*" the guy hissed, giving the seat *another* vicious kick. Darien, raised in the hood,.
just couldn't let it go.
"Who do you think you are?" He shouted at the man, leaping out of his seat. Several elderly
women in front of them twisted around and shushed him angrily.
Darien threw up his arms. "I'm going to the bathroom, 'kay, baby?" he muttered, pushing past
the other people and into the aisle--earning another group, "Shut UP!!!"
* * *
"NOW! Go distract him!" Jermaine shoved Jade in front of him and she stumbled up in
front of Darien.
"Darien! Uh... Darien! Hi!" she stammered.
"Hi, Jackie." Darien mumbled distractedly, scanning the crowd over her head. Jade, anger
evident in her face, opened her mouth to tell him off. *Stop!* she commanded herself. *Don't
ruin it now!*
"It's Jade," she informed him with all the sweetness she could muster.
"Um, sure, Jane. Whatever." Darien tossed out offhandedly, still staring past her.
Jade rolled her shiny green eyes. "*Jade,*" she corrected.
"Kay."
This was obviously going to be harder than she'd thought. Flicking her glossy black hair over
her black silk lingerie-clad shoulder and pouting her dark-violet lips in Darien's direction,
she leaned closer to him until her well-endowed chest was pushing against his own. "Oh,
Darien?" she breathed. "Could you show me where the bathroom is?"
He gave her a funny look, and his sapphire gaze shimmied over her tight silk-and-lace top
(AN: the ones that are see-through lace with the bra thing underneath. Like Setsuna was
wearing in Super S manga #3.) and obscenely short, obscenely tight, electric-blue miniskirt.
"Sure," he drawled slowly.
Darien and Jade fell into step beside each other and she thrust her arm through his.
"So, where's my charming brother?" He asked, raising his eyebrow down at her. "I would
have thought a girl like you would be out with her boyfriend on a Friday night."
Jade arched her eyebrow right back at him. "Who ever said Jermaine's my boyfriend?" she
asked coyly, pushing her body closer to his in typical Jade Black fashion.
Darien pulled back slightly and sent a half-hearted smile in her direction. "Which doesn't
answer my question."
It took all of Jade's acting skills to keep the scowl off her face. "Oh, he's around somewhere."
She announced, waving her hand in the general direction of the snack bar.
"Well, here's the bathroom, Jill." Darien proclaimed, stopping in front of it and gesturing at
the door. "Seeya around."
Fighting the urge to scream, "JADE! IT'S ~*JADE*~, DAMN IT!", his words suddenly occured
to her just as he was walking off. *No!* Her mind panicked.
Not knowing what else to do, Jade grabbed his face in her hands, accidentally lightly scratching
him with her long, black fingernails, and kissed him, hard and wet. Darien struggled for a
few seconds, then yielded as she increased the passion in it.
*Now that's more like it,* Jade declared to herself as she tightened her arms around Little
Miss Perfect's boyfriend.
*Speaking of Lil Miss Perfect... Wonder how Jermaine's doing?*
* * *
"It's about time you got back!" The blonde hissed as a dark figure coiled itself into the
chair next to her own. "The people around here have been giving me awful looks. Well, not
that I can *see* them, but I can *feel* them! I really can!"
Jermaine rolled his eyes and slouched down. Thank God it was dark in here, or the Pretty
Little Princess would be screaming for sure.
Grimacing as the girl kept blathering on, Jermaine drew out a knife from under his jean jacket
and wondered when she'd taken her everyday meatballs out.
*Speaking of wondering...Wonder how Jade's doing?* He chuckled. Knowing the hooker,
she was probably racking up sales with his darling brother this very moment.
"It's done for you, my pretty," Jermaine whispered tauntingly, pressing the blade up to
Serena's throat. She let out a startled choke, and in the darkness he could feel her terrified
gaze upon him.
Grinning with delight, he started to draw the knife across her vulnerable, pale neck. She
swallowed hard again and seemed to be too scared to speak.
Just as Jermaine was about to finish the job off, a heavy hand came clamping down on his
shoulder. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing to my girlfriend?" A menacing voice
demanded.
*Oh, God, it's Darien!* Jermaine's subconscious screamed. He closed his eyes and waited
for his brother to pummel him, dropping the knife from Serena's throat.
"What's going on here?" An usher inquired angrily, shining a flashlight onto their faces.
"Oh, my God!" Jermaine's cold, dark-blue eyes widened with fear and disbelief. It wasn't
Darien in front of him, but some huge, wrestler-type body builder!
Desperately, he cast his piercing gaze to Serena, but instead found a girl around her age.
She *did* have long blonde hair, a lot like Serena's, but she had curious and frightened
big brown eyes and didn't look at all like his brother's girlfriend.
"God, I'm sorry!" He choked out. "I thought she was my brother's girlfriend!"
The Stone-Cold wannabe coughed in disbelief. "You were trying to kill your brother's girlfriend?
You sick little @$$hole!" He drew back his massive fist, and within a matter of seconds,
Jermaine was seeing stars.
"The perfect ending to a perfect day," Jermaine groaned before a veil of black slipped over
his line of vision.
been *studying*, but... Whatever. Here's chapter two! ^_^6
*A glittery pink cloud shimmers above Angel's head and Chibi-Angel appears, floating in
a shiny pink bubble. She's all makin a big show outta clearing her throat.*
We don't own Sailor Moon,
Lawyers, do not sue!
For we're two little angels
Who just wouldn't know *what* to do!
Operation: Get Serena!
Chapter Two
"And then he smirked at me and said--" Serena chattered, close to tears. She seemed
unaware of the movie theater's dimming lights, a sure sign that the movie was about to
begin.
Darien sighed. "Serena, shh!" He hissed in the nicest tone he could manage. He pointed
at the screen. "The movie's starting, and--"
"SHH!" Behind them, a middle-aged man kicked Darien's chair. In return, Serena's ebony-
haired boyfriend let out a frustrated groan and slumped down in his seat.
Huffily, Serena slid down in her chair, crossed her arms over her chest, and pouted at the
screen. Darien leaned over and kissed the side of her head.
"Hey, Sere, I'm sorry," he whispered carefully, tugging gently on a strand of her long, bright-
blonde hair. "Forgive me?
Serena smiled sweetly and opened her mouth to reply, but at that moment, the man kicked
Darien's chair again--hard.
"Shut *UP!*" the guy hissed, giving the seat *another* vicious kick. Darien, raised in the hood,.
just couldn't let it go.
"Who do you think you are?" He shouted at the man, leaping out of his seat. Several elderly
women in front of them twisted around and shushed him angrily.
Darien threw up his arms. "I'm going to the bathroom, 'kay, baby?" he muttered, pushing past
the other people and into the aisle--earning another group, "Shut UP!!!"
* * *
"NOW! Go distract him!" Jermaine shoved Jade in front of him and she stumbled up in
front of Darien.
"Darien! Uh... Darien! Hi!" she stammered.
"Hi, Jackie." Darien mumbled distractedly, scanning the crowd over her head. Jade, anger
evident in her face, opened her mouth to tell him off. *Stop!* she commanded herself. *Don't
ruin it now!*
"It's Jade," she informed him with all the sweetness she could muster.
"Um, sure, Jane. Whatever." Darien tossed out offhandedly, still staring past her.
Jade rolled her shiny green eyes. "*Jade,*" she corrected.
"Kay."
This was obviously going to be harder than she'd thought. Flicking her glossy black hair over
her black silk lingerie-clad shoulder and pouting her dark-violet lips in Darien's direction,
she leaned closer to him until her well-endowed chest was pushing against his own. "Oh,
Darien?" she breathed. "Could you show me where the bathroom is?"
He gave her a funny look, and his sapphire gaze shimmied over her tight silk-and-lace top
(AN: the ones that are see-through lace with the bra thing underneath. Like Setsuna was
wearing in Super S manga #3.) and obscenely short, obscenely tight, electric-blue miniskirt.
"Sure," he drawled slowly.
Darien and Jade fell into step beside each other and she thrust her arm through his.
"So, where's my charming brother?" He asked, raising his eyebrow down at her. "I would
have thought a girl like you would be out with her boyfriend on a Friday night."
Jade arched her eyebrow right back at him. "Who ever said Jermaine's my boyfriend?" she
asked coyly, pushing her body closer to his in typical Jade Black fashion.
Darien pulled back slightly and sent a half-hearted smile in her direction. "Which doesn't
answer my question."
It took all of Jade's acting skills to keep the scowl off her face. "Oh, he's around somewhere."
She announced, waving her hand in the general direction of the snack bar.
"Well, here's the bathroom, Jill." Darien proclaimed, stopping in front of it and gesturing at
the door. "Seeya around."
Fighting the urge to scream, "JADE! IT'S ~*JADE*~, DAMN IT!", his words suddenly occured
to her just as he was walking off. *No!* Her mind panicked.
Not knowing what else to do, Jade grabbed his face in her hands, accidentally lightly scratching
him with her long, black fingernails, and kissed him, hard and wet. Darien struggled for a
few seconds, then yielded as she increased the passion in it.
*Now that's more like it,* Jade declared to herself as she tightened her arms around Little
Miss Perfect's boyfriend.
*Speaking of Lil Miss Perfect... Wonder how Jermaine's doing?*
* * *
"It's about time you got back!" The blonde hissed as a dark figure coiled itself into the
chair next to her own. "The people around here have been giving me awful looks. Well, not
that I can *see* them, but I can *feel* them! I really can!"
Jermaine rolled his eyes and slouched down. Thank God it was dark in here, or the Pretty
Little Princess would be screaming for sure.
Grimacing as the girl kept blathering on, Jermaine drew out a knife from under his jean jacket
and wondered when she'd taken her everyday meatballs out.
*Speaking of wondering...Wonder how Jade's doing?* He chuckled. Knowing the hooker,
she was probably racking up sales with his darling brother this very moment.
"It's done for you, my pretty," Jermaine whispered tauntingly, pressing the blade up to
Serena's throat. She let out a startled choke, and in the darkness he could feel her terrified
gaze upon him.
Grinning with delight, he started to draw the knife across her vulnerable, pale neck. She
swallowed hard again and seemed to be too scared to speak.
Just as Jermaine was about to finish the job off, a heavy hand came clamping down on his
shoulder. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing to my girlfriend?" A menacing voice
demanded.
*Oh, God, it's Darien!* Jermaine's subconscious screamed. He closed his eyes and waited
for his brother to pummel him, dropping the knife from Serena's throat.
"What's going on here?" An usher inquired angrily, shining a flashlight onto their faces.
"Oh, my God!" Jermaine's cold, dark-blue eyes widened with fear and disbelief. It wasn't
Darien in front of him, but some huge, wrestler-type body builder!
Desperately, he cast his piercing gaze to Serena, but instead found a girl around her age.
She *did* have long blonde hair, a lot like Serena's, but she had curious and frightened
big brown eyes and didn't look at all like his brother's girlfriend.
"God, I'm sorry!" He choked out. "I thought she was my brother's girlfriend!"
The Stone-Cold wannabe coughed in disbelief. "You were trying to kill your brother's girlfriend?
You sick little @$$hole!" He drew back his massive fist, and within a matter of seconds,
Jermaine was seeing stars.
"The perfect ending to a perfect day," Jermaine groaned before a veil of black slipped over
his line of vision.
