Hi all! Thanks for being so patient with me while you were waiting for this
chapter!
Yes, I am *extremely* slow at finding inspiration and putting it onto paper...
Is it really my fault??
Anyhoo, please R&R! This chapter is rated PG-13, as it mentions some
un-mentionables...
^_^ Ja!
(don't forget to email me at satansmistress78@hotmail.com!)
*********************************************************
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of the characters therein.
They are currently licensed in North America to DIC. And as their name
suggests, they'd be a real bunch of D**'s to deal with if I was stupid
enough to mess with their copyright.
The original Sailor Moon, of course, belongs to the all-mighty
Naoko Takeuchi. *bows down to her* ^_^
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"Oh my God!" I heard someone squeal from the kitchen. "Sere, you gotta come
look at this!"
I groggily dragged myself out of bed and found my way through the door.
"Well, well, well..." Seiya laughed, peering at the front page of today's
newspaper. "You've really outdone yourself this time, Sere."
"Oh shut up Seiya!" I said, kissing him softly on the lips. "I can't
seriously be that bad---" I said, stopping in mid-sentence as I saw what
everyone was talking about.
"Shit." I muttered, staring at the picture. I had been walking down the
catwalk at this year's New York Spring Fashion Show wearing one of the
season's most desirable dresses, with, what do you know, my undies showing
due to the very *short* nature of the dress. And may I say, they were
the most unflattering undies I have ever seen, let alone owned. I mean,
it just had to be *those* undies, didn't it? I shuddered slightly at the
thought. 'Ugh. Granny undies...'
Seiya suddenly jumped up and proceeded to interview me with a banana.
"Miss Hayes, how do you feel about a certain Mr. Spencer taking this
*amazing* photo of you with your dress showing what is obviously your
best pair of... granny undies?"
"Shut up!" I cried into the banana.
"Miss Hayes, have you ever heard of a g-string? A g-string?" he asked
pointedly.
"Well, there's only one way to find out, isn't there..." I smiled
seductively, taking Seiya's hand and leading him towards the bedroom.
"Eww! Serena!" the girls chorused.
"Whaaat?" I asked, turning around to face them and twiddling a piece
of hair innocently in my fingers.
Seiya grinned at the girls and shrugged, taking me into the bedroom. He
pulled the door shut behind him, but then stuck his head out and winked
at the girls. Peels of laughter erupted from the kitchen, and outbursts
continued to revive themselves hours later.
* * *
The mall slowly loomed into sight in front of us. I twiddled my satin
purse between my fingers.
"Ooh! Don't you just love the Christmas sales?" I giggled. "All those
bargains... it makes me feel all tingly just at the thought! You know
what? They should have Christmas sales all year! I mean, I never could
understand why it was just a once-a-year thing..." I said, biting my
lower lip as I contemplated all-year-round Christmas sales.
Raye rolled her eyes and said, "And you wonder why Seiya never wants to
join us on our shopping trips!"
Lita laughed and turned around to look back at us from the driver's seat.
Mina squealed and jabbed the air with her finger, pointing in the direction
of the steering wheel. "Litaaaaaaaa! Someone this beautiful surely isn't
destined to live such a short life! Gahhhh!! WATCH THE ROAD, GIRL!" She
wailed, throwing her hands up in despair.
"Ah, yeah, hehe..." Lita giggled nervously, turning back to the wheel and
pulling into an empty parking spot. I quickly jumped out of the shiny
silver Mazda S2000. I absolutely adore shopping and definately could not
live without it. I love it even more now than I did before I became famous
- it's an escape from reality, I guess. Well, except for the mob of
people who someone manage to find me every single time and spend the
rest of the day following me around. But I suppose that's just one of
those things I've accepted as part of the 'being famous deal'.
"Come on, Serena! I wanna go shopping!" Mina complained, hopping
impatiently from foot to foot while Ami rolled her eyes in the background.
"Yeah, yeah. Hold on a sec, would ya?" I muttered, pulling my waist-length
hair into a low ponytail. You know, out of the billions of people in this
world, only my mom and I can successfully style and wear a pair of odangos.
Even fashion-guru Mina find them impossible to wear! And I have to admit,
as much as I love my odangos, for some reason they kinda give my identity
away whenever I wear them in public.
"Sere?? Hellooo!?" Lita said, waving her hand frantically in front of
eyes. "I don't know about you, but I wanna go shopping today. Not
tomorrow or the day after. TODAY. So stop looking dazed and let's get
out of this carpark, okay?"
"Uh, yeah, sure Leets. I was just thinking about something..." I replied,
as I began to walk after the retreating girls.
"You... did what, Serena?" Raye asked, turning around slowly.
"I thought??" I replied, uncertainly.
"You're not serious are you, Sere? I mean, how long ago was it when you
last thought about what you were about to do?" Lita joked.
"Yeah, I mean it certainly wasn't at that fashion show, eh Sere?" Raye
laughed.
"That was just a one-off, Raye!!" I whined. "What are the chances of it
happening again?" I laughed, turning around to pick up my purse from the roof of the car.
The girls looked at each other and exchanged looks.
"What did you say the chances were, Serena?" Mina giggled, looking
pointedly at a thin pink line peeking out the bottom of my skirt.
* * *
*RING RING! RING RING!*
"Phone," I mumbled, pointing in the vague direction of the phone, before
turning over in bed and curling up again.
"For all the millions you make, Sere, you could have at least bought
a half-decent answering machine, instead of relying on me to take your
calls!" Seiya joked, even thought he knew I had finally given in and
bought one the other day. Seiya moved over and kissed me on the cheek
before curling up next to me to listen to the message.
"Hi. You've reached Seiya, Serena, Mina, Raye, Ami & Lita. If you urgently
need to speak to us, leave your message after the beep, as Serena is
probably nearby but is just too lazy to pick up the phone. Ja!" Seiya's
voice came over the machine, and I could be heard asking for a towel
in the background. I giggled and waited to see who was calling.
"Sere? It's me. Pick up the phone. I know you're there, babe," a deep
voice floated over from the machine. My eyes widened suddenly as I
recognised the owner of the voice. I jumped out of bed, and grabbed
the phone, leaving Seiya sprawled on the bed, slightly unsure of what had
just happened.
"Hello?" I asked, catching my breath.
"Serena. I have some not-so-good news. You've got to get out of there as
soon as possible," the voice said seriously.
"W-what?" I stuttered.
"Luna told me that she has reason to believe that a certain Mr Spencer
is spending thousands trying to track you own. And he's getting pretty
close, according to my insiders," he replied above the rustling of papers.
"But, where will I go? And for how long? I'm supposed to begin filming
'Sailor Moon: The Real-Life Movie' in three weeks!" I cried, my voice
getting higher.
"Don't worry. I've already spoken to them, and they don't mind waiting
for a few weeks. It's not like they could turn down the chance to have
Serena Hayes in their movie, now could they?" he chuckled.
"So, umm, when am I leaving?" I asked, sighing. I hated it when he
sprang things like this on me.
"Two days from now. Thursday. There will be tickets waiting at the desk
under the name Artemis Tsukino, for you, Seiya and the girls. Everything
should work out well, but if something goes wrong, be sure to ring me.
Is that okay, Serena?" he asked, sounding concerned.
"Umm, yeah, sure. I'll give you a call when we get to wherever we're going,"
I replied uneasily. Artemis always seems to come up with the weirdest
destinations.And he always sent me away when I least expected it.
'Expect the unexpected,' as the saying goes. Personally, I reckon
it's a dumb theory. I mean, how the hell can you be expected to expect
the unexpected? If you accepted it, it would no longer be unexpected, right?
I sighed and shook my head. I was just confusing myself now.
"Okay then, Sere. Speak to you soon. Ja!"
"Right. Ja ne!" I spoke before the line went dead. I stared at the phone
for a moment before placing it back in its cradle. I turned around to face
the bed again. Seiya was sitting up, looking at me. He raised an eyebrow
as I climbed back into bed and snuggled up under the covers.
"Looks like Artemis has done it again, eh?" He chuckled, kissing me softly
on the neck before wrapping his arms around me and promptly falling asleep.
'Expect the unexpected,' I thought sleepily as I drifted off into my own
dream world.
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Phew. *wipes brow* That was actually quite long by my standards. *stretches*
Damn muscle cramps...
Please R&R! If you have any suggestions for the next chapter, leave them in
the review!
Arigato minna-san! ^_^
~ShameStar (satansmistress78@hotmail.com)
chapter!
Yes, I am *extremely* slow at finding inspiration and putting it onto paper...
Is it really my fault??
Anyhoo, please R&R! This chapter is rated PG-13, as it mentions some
un-mentionables...
^_^ Ja!
(don't forget to email me at satansmistress78@hotmail.com!)
*********************************************************
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of the characters therein.
They are currently licensed in North America to DIC. And as their name
suggests, they'd be a real bunch of D**'s to deal with if I was stupid
enough to mess with their copyright.
The original Sailor Moon, of course, belongs to the all-mighty
Naoko Takeuchi. *bows down to her* ^_^
**********************************************************
"Oh my God!" I heard someone squeal from the kitchen. "Sere, you gotta come
look at this!"
I groggily dragged myself out of bed and found my way through the door.
"Well, well, well..." Seiya laughed, peering at the front page of today's
newspaper. "You've really outdone yourself this time, Sere."
"Oh shut up Seiya!" I said, kissing him softly on the lips. "I can't
seriously be that bad---" I said, stopping in mid-sentence as I saw what
everyone was talking about.
"Shit." I muttered, staring at the picture. I had been walking down the
catwalk at this year's New York Spring Fashion Show wearing one of the
season's most desirable dresses, with, what do you know, my undies showing
due to the very *short* nature of the dress. And may I say, they were
the most unflattering undies I have ever seen, let alone owned. I mean,
it just had to be *those* undies, didn't it? I shuddered slightly at the
thought. 'Ugh. Granny undies...'
Seiya suddenly jumped up and proceeded to interview me with a banana.
"Miss Hayes, how do you feel about a certain Mr. Spencer taking this
*amazing* photo of you with your dress showing what is obviously your
best pair of... granny undies?"
"Shut up!" I cried into the banana.
"Miss Hayes, have you ever heard of a g-string? A g-string?" he asked
pointedly.
"Well, there's only one way to find out, isn't there..." I smiled
seductively, taking Seiya's hand and leading him towards the bedroom.
"Eww! Serena!" the girls chorused.
"Whaaat?" I asked, turning around to face them and twiddling a piece
of hair innocently in my fingers.
Seiya grinned at the girls and shrugged, taking me into the bedroom. He
pulled the door shut behind him, but then stuck his head out and winked
at the girls. Peels of laughter erupted from the kitchen, and outbursts
continued to revive themselves hours later.
* * *
The mall slowly loomed into sight in front of us. I twiddled my satin
purse between my fingers.
"Ooh! Don't you just love the Christmas sales?" I giggled. "All those
bargains... it makes me feel all tingly just at the thought! You know
what? They should have Christmas sales all year! I mean, I never could
understand why it was just a once-a-year thing..." I said, biting my
lower lip as I contemplated all-year-round Christmas sales.
Raye rolled her eyes and said, "And you wonder why Seiya never wants to
join us on our shopping trips!"
Lita laughed and turned around to look back at us from the driver's seat.
Mina squealed and jabbed the air with her finger, pointing in the direction
of the steering wheel. "Litaaaaaaaa! Someone this beautiful surely isn't
destined to live such a short life! Gahhhh!! WATCH THE ROAD, GIRL!" She
wailed, throwing her hands up in despair.
"Ah, yeah, hehe..." Lita giggled nervously, turning back to the wheel and
pulling into an empty parking spot. I quickly jumped out of the shiny
silver Mazda S2000. I absolutely adore shopping and definately could not
live without it. I love it even more now than I did before I became famous
- it's an escape from reality, I guess. Well, except for the mob of
people who someone manage to find me every single time and spend the
rest of the day following me around. But I suppose that's just one of
those things I've accepted as part of the 'being famous deal'.
"Come on, Serena! I wanna go shopping!" Mina complained, hopping
impatiently from foot to foot while Ami rolled her eyes in the background.
"Yeah, yeah. Hold on a sec, would ya?" I muttered, pulling my waist-length
hair into a low ponytail. You know, out of the billions of people in this
world, only my mom and I can successfully style and wear a pair of odangos.
Even fashion-guru Mina find them impossible to wear! And I have to admit,
as much as I love my odangos, for some reason they kinda give my identity
away whenever I wear them in public.
"Sere?? Hellooo!?" Lita said, waving her hand frantically in front of
eyes. "I don't know about you, but I wanna go shopping today. Not
tomorrow or the day after. TODAY. So stop looking dazed and let's get
out of this carpark, okay?"
"Uh, yeah, sure Leets. I was just thinking about something..." I replied,
as I began to walk after the retreating girls.
"You... did what, Serena?" Raye asked, turning around slowly.
"I thought??" I replied, uncertainly.
"You're not serious are you, Sere? I mean, how long ago was it when you
last thought about what you were about to do?" Lita joked.
"Yeah, I mean it certainly wasn't at that fashion show, eh Sere?" Raye
laughed.
"That was just a one-off, Raye!!" I whined. "What are the chances of it
happening again?" I laughed, turning around to pick up my purse from the roof of the car.
The girls looked at each other and exchanged looks.
"What did you say the chances were, Serena?" Mina giggled, looking
pointedly at a thin pink line peeking out the bottom of my skirt.
* * *
*RING RING! RING RING!*
"Phone," I mumbled, pointing in the vague direction of the phone, before
turning over in bed and curling up again.
"For all the millions you make, Sere, you could have at least bought
a half-decent answering machine, instead of relying on me to take your
calls!" Seiya joked, even thought he knew I had finally given in and
bought one the other day. Seiya moved over and kissed me on the cheek
before curling up next to me to listen to the message.
"Hi. You've reached Seiya, Serena, Mina, Raye, Ami & Lita. If you urgently
need to speak to us, leave your message after the beep, as Serena is
probably nearby but is just too lazy to pick up the phone. Ja!" Seiya's
voice came over the machine, and I could be heard asking for a towel
in the background. I giggled and waited to see who was calling.
"Sere? It's me. Pick up the phone. I know you're there, babe," a deep
voice floated over from the machine. My eyes widened suddenly as I
recognised the owner of the voice. I jumped out of bed, and grabbed
the phone, leaving Seiya sprawled on the bed, slightly unsure of what had
just happened.
"Hello?" I asked, catching my breath.
"Serena. I have some not-so-good news. You've got to get out of there as
soon as possible," the voice said seriously.
"W-what?" I stuttered.
"Luna told me that she has reason to believe that a certain Mr Spencer
is spending thousands trying to track you own. And he's getting pretty
close, according to my insiders," he replied above the rustling of papers.
"But, where will I go? And for how long? I'm supposed to begin filming
'Sailor Moon: The Real-Life Movie' in three weeks!" I cried, my voice
getting higher.
"Don't worry. I've already spoken to them, and they don't mind waiting
for a few weeks. It's not like they could turn down the chance to have
Serena Hayes in their movie, now could they?" he chuckled.
"So, umm, when am I leaving?" I asked, sighing. I hated it when he
sprang things like this on me.
"Two days from now. Thursday. There will be tickets waiting at the desk
under the name Artemis Tsukino, for you, Seiya and the girls. Everything
should work out well, but if something goes wrong, be sure to ring me.
Is that okay, Serena?" he asked, sounding concerned.
"Umm, yeah, sure. I'll give you a call when we get to wherever we're going,"
I replied uneasily. Artemis always seems to come up with the weirdest
destinations.And he always sent me away when I least expected it.
'Expect the unexpected,' as the saying goes. Personally, I reckon
it's a dumb theory. I mean, how the hell can you be expected to expect
the unexpected? If you accepted it, it would no longer be unexpected, right?
I sighed and shook my head. I was just confusing myself now.
"Okay then, Sere. Speak to you soon. Ja!"
"Right. Ja ne!" I spoke before the line went dead. I stared at the phone
for a moment before placing it back in its cradle. I turned around to face
the bed again. Seiya was sitting up, looking at me. He raised an eyebrow
as I climbed back into bed and snuggled up under the covers.
"Looks like Artemis has done it again, eh?" He chuckled, kissing me softly
on the neck before wrapping his arms around me and promptly falling asleep.
'Expect the unexpected,' I thought sleepily as I drifted off into my own
dream world.
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Phew. *wipes brow* That was actually quite long by my standards. *stretches*
Damn muscle cramps...
Please R&R! If you have any suggestions for the next chapter, leave them in
the review!
Arigato minna-san! ^_^
~ShameStar (satansmistress78@hotmail.com)