Outcast: Chapter Two
By: Obsidian
Genre: Alt/Romance
Rating: PG
Date: April 3, 2002
Email: obcydn@yahoo.com
* * * * *
Hey all, just wanna let you all know where I've been this past month...I had
dropped off from the face of the earth, and had to climb back up...and let me
tell you, it sure was a long drop off!! Anyway, here is the story. Remember,
R&R!
DISCLAIMER: I wonder if I claimed to be Takeuchi Naoko's long lost relative,
then she'll make it up by letting me own Sailor Moon...nahhh.
* * * * *
Chapter Two
He joined the club to pick up chicks, never intended for it to be anything more.
He came alone tonight, but hoping to go back home with someone special. His
eyes glazed over the room, checking out all the potential girls, planning his
moves. He noted the ones without an escort, and prepared to approach them.
However, before he could do anything else, a young blond came rushing in. Her
hair was up in the most unusual style, two buns on top of her head with strains
flowing down past her hips. He saw her, but his mind couldn't register what he
was seeing. His body froze, his heart raced, and his mind flashed with images
from the past, all included a little blond girl with long pigtails. 'It's her!'
He screamed silently. He observed the way she flared her arms when she was
distressed, the way her eyes fired up when she was angry, and mostly, the way
she looked. She was beautiful. Any guys would be proud to have her by his
side. 'Some things never change,' he thought.
He found a spot by the counter, leaned against it, and proceeded to watch her.
He did not know how much time had passed when she suddenly turned and met his
eyes. It took his breadth away, and what was even more amazing was that it
looked like she was heading his way. This was his lucky day after all!
* * *
The closer Serena got to the man, the more excited she felt. 'It's like the
rush you get when you held out your arms and spun really fast until you're so
dizzy you can't see and think straight,' Serena thought. When she had first
caught his eyes from across the room, it was like they've met before. However,
Serena quickly dismissed the idea, thinking she would remember someone as hot as
he is. Looking at him now, there is only one thought in her mind. She put on
her sexy smile, the one that no man could resist.
"Hey there," Serena said when she reached him.
The man didn't say anything but simply returned her smile.
"Well, you sure are a talker, aren't you?" Serena joked. "My name is Serena.
Serena Tsukino." She held out her hand, palm down. When he still did nothing,
Serena asked, "and what's your name?"
Silence.
"You do have a name, don't you?" Serena tried again. Nothing. "Great, just my
luck. The one guy I'm interested in is the one guy that can't speak English."
"Darien," the voice was deep, with a tint of a foreign accent in it. "My name
is Darien Chiba"
A warm feeling rushed through Serena. 'He has great voice,' she thought.
"What do you say I buy you a drink?" Serena asked.
"That'll be a nice change." Darien replied. "Normally, it's the guy who buys
the drink."
"Hey, what's a few dollars between friends?"
Darien raised his eyebrows and asked, "We're friends?"
"We're going to be"
"Hummm, interesting."
"Why don't we find a seat and get to know each other. I bet a guy like you got
some interesting stories to tell about yourself." Serena ordered drinks for
them and led him to a secluded table and began her game of seduction.
"So, what do you do for living, Darien?" Serena began.
"I'm a professional killer."
Serena chocked on her drink. She looked at him to see if he was serious. When
she saw him smiled, she laughed. "That was funny. Good to know you got jokes.
So what do you really do for a living?"
"I'm a beauty consultant. I help people enhance their looks."
"Really? Well, how would you help me?" Serena asked.
"I won't need to. You already shine like the moon."
"Oh." Serena felt her face heat up at the compliment. "Well...umm..."
"What do you do for a living?" Darien asked.
"I'm a jewelry designer. You see these," Serena held out her hand with pride,
reflecting the light off two rings, "I designed them." One of the rings
contained different colored gems shaped into an s-curve, and the other is a
simple sapphire nestled between a circle of diamonds.
Darien gave a whistled in admiration and said, "Nice! What made you choose
designing?"
"It's a long story."
"I can't think of another time better spent than listening to a stunning young
lady talk." Darien replied.
"You're just full of flatteries, aren't you? Well, it sorta runs in the family.
It all started back in the 1800's when my great-great-great-grandpa needed money
to take care of his sick wife. So he sold all their jewelries, but that wasn't
enough. Good thing he got some connections to the underground network. He was
able to hook up with some good stones, and his daughter helped him design the
jewelries. So everything worked out and money came pouring in."
"Awww...that's romantic!"
"Yeah, well, it didn't have a happy ending." Serena continued. "A few months
later, my three times great-grandma died. They all thought she was getting
better, but they later found out she was suffering internally, and no doctor
knew what to do. Then, the guy who helped my great-grandpa got greedy and
wanted more than his share. My great-grandpa and he ended up dueling and killed
each other."
"Wow, what a story."
"That's not all. I told you it was a long story. After my great-grandpa died,
there was no one to run the store, so his son took over. From then on, the
store was expanded each generation and passed down to the oldest male. Of
course, the women helped with the designing, because the men all said designing
wasn't manly!"
"How could they?" Darien said to amuse Serena.
"I don't know. They're guys, you can't expect too much from them."
"Well, now...I resented that." Darien remarked.
Serena's face brightened with amusement. "You can never take the male specie
seriously."
"Really? Is that what they're teaching you in school these days?"
"For your information, sir, I've been out of school and on my own for over two
years." Serena responded.
Darien smiled at that. Instead of continuing with the teasing, he asked, "does
everyone in your family have to be involved with the jewelry store? What if
someone wanted to be a doctor, or a teacher?"
"We've been lucky. There were always some of us who loved to take over the
store, and some who enjoyed showing off their artistic talents, like me. The
store will pass to my brother after my grandpa dies." At the thought of that,
Serena's face fell.
"You must be close to your grandpa if you are sadden by the thought." Darien
commented.
"Uh-hmm." Serena murmured in agreement. "What about you? Why beauty
consultant?" Serena asked him in return.
"I appreciate the beauty in things."
When he didn't say anything more, Serena exclaimed, "What? That's it?"
"What better reason do I need?"
"You're right."
There was a moment of silence as they both took the time and enjoyed the music.
"You wanna dance?" Darien asked suddenly, offering her his hand.
"I would love to." Serena got up and was led to the center of the dance floor.
Darien took both her hands and placed it around his neck. Then, putting his own
hands on her waist, he pulled her close to him. They swayed to the music and as
Serena got more comfortable; she laid her head on his shoulder. Somehow, this
felt so right to her. She drew in the scent of his cologne and it filled her
nostril, something light and very masculine. Underneath that though, she could
smell him. As soon as she did, she was struck with a sense of familiarity.
"I know this sounds weird, but it feels like I've done this before." Serena
remarked.
"You know what they said. If something is familiar, it probably was meant to
be."
"Whoever said that?" Serena asked.
"I did."
Serena's laugher rang out against the loud music. It was a genuine sound filled
with real joy.
"I like it when you laugh," Darien commented.
"Oh." With that, Serena laid her head back onto his shoulder and just simply
enjoy the feel of being in his arms. She felt relaxed and comfortable enough to
allow her mind to drift. They continue to dance without saying anything until
Raye tapped Serena on the shoulder and the magic was disrupted.
"We gotta go, it's past two," she mumbled into Serena's ear.
"Who is this?" Darien inquired.
"My keeper," Serena sighed.
"Ahhh," Darien said just as Raye gave a protested noise. "Well, if you must go,
you must go."
Darien released his hands reluctantly from around her waist and watched Serena
get ready to leave. Being the gentleman he is, he took her brown cashmere coat
and helped her into it. As he pulled her hair from underneath the coat, he
pushed her hair aside and placed a gentle kiss on the side of her neck. It was
so gentle Serena wouldn't have felt it if not for the electrified spark that
occurred when his lips touched her skin. Serena's reaction was a startled gasp.
With Darien's head still bent over her neck, he whispered, "Will I see you
again?"
Serena turned her head slightly, leaving their heads only millimeters apart.
She starred into his midnight blue eyes and she whispered back, "If you're
lucky."
Darien watched Serena leave and thought to himself, "I planned to be."
* * * * *
I really wondered how many people actually read author's notes...anyway, that's
all there is to this chapter, folks! I guess for a continuation story, all
chapter endings are cliffhangers huh? Well, 'til next time...remember what I
said about reviews...I love them, so please write one!! Thanks!
Oh yeah, I feel another writer's block coming, so if anyone got some ideas,
I won't mind at all!
By: Obsidian
Genre: Alt/Romance
Rating: PG
Date: April 3, 2002
Email: obcydn@yahoo.com
* * * * *
Hey all, just wanna let you all know where I've been this past month...I had
dropped off from the face of the earth, and had to climb back up...and let me
tell you, it sure was a long drop off!! Anyway, here is the story. Remember,
R&R!
DISCLAIMER: I wonder if I claimed to be Takeuchi Naoko's long lost relative,
then she'll make it up by letting me own Sailor Moon...nahhh.
* * * * *
Chapter Two
He joined the club to pick up chicks, never intended for it to be anything more.
He came alone tonight, but hoping to go back home with someone special. His
eyes glazed over the room, checking out all the potential girls, planning his
moves. He noted the ones without an escort, and prepared to approach them.
However, before he could do anything else, a young blond came rushing in. Her
hair was up in the most unusual style, two buns on top of her head with strains
flowing down past her hips. He saw her, but his mind couldn't register what he
was seeing. His body froze, his heart raced, and his mind flashed with images
from the past, all included a little blond girl with long pigtails. 'It's her!'
He screamed silently. He observed the way she flared her arms when she was
distressed, the way her eyes fired up when she was angry, and mostly, the way
she looked. She was beautiful. Any guys would be proud to have her by his
side. 'Some things never change,' he thought.
He found a spot by the counter, leaned against it, and proceeded to watch her.
He did not know how much time had passed when she suddenly turned and met his
eyes. It took his breadth away, and what was even more amazing was that it
looked like she was heading his way. This was his lucky day after all!
* * *
The closer Serena got to the man, the more excited she felt. 'It's like the
rush you get when you held out your arms and spun really fast until you're so
dizzy you can't see and think straight,' Serena thought. When she had first
caught his eyes from across the room, it was like they've met before. However,
Serena quickly dismissed the idea, thinking she would remember someone as hot as
he is. Looking at him now, there is only one thought in her mind. She put on
her sexy smile, the one that no man could resist.
"Hey there," Serena said when she reached him.
The man didn't say anything but simply returned her smile.
"Well, you sure are a talker, aren't you?" Serena joked. "My name is Serena.
Serena Tsukino." She held out her hand, palm down. When he still did nothing,
Serena asked, "and what's your name?"
Silence.
"You do have a name, don't you?" Serena tried again. Nothing. "Great, just my
luck. The one guy I'm interested in is the one guy that can't speak English."
"Darien," the voice was deep, with a tint of a foreign accent in it. "My name
is Darien Chiba"
A warm feeling rushed through Serena. 'He has great voice,' she thought.
"What do you say I buy you a drink?" Serena asked.
"That'll be a nice change." Darien replied. "Normally, it's the guy who buys
the drink."
"Hey, what's a few dollars between friends?"
Darien raised his eyebrows and asked, "We're friends?"
"We're going to be"
"Hummm, interesting."
"Why don't we find a seat and get to know each other. I bet a guy like you got
some interesting stories to tell about yourself." Serena ordered drinks for
them and led him to a secluded table and began her game of seduction.
"So, what do you do for living, Darien?" Serena began.
"I'm a professional killer."
Serena chocked on her drink. She looked at him to see if he was serious. When
she saw him smiled, she laughed. "That was funny. Good to know you got jokes.
So what do you really do for a living?"
"I'm a beauty consultant. I help people enhance their looks."
"Really? Well, how would you help me?" Serena asked.
"I won't need to. You already shine like the moon."
"Oh." Serena felt her face heat up at the compliment. "Well...umm..."
"What do you do for a living?" Darien asked.
"I'm a jewelry designer. You see these," Serena held out her hand with pride,
reflecting the light off two rings, "I designed them." One of the rings
contained different colored gems shaped into an s-curve, and the other is a
simple sapphire nestled between a circle of diamonds.
Darien gave a whistled in admiration and said, "Nice! What made you choose
designing?"
"It's a long story."
"I can't think of another time better spent than listening to a stunning young
lady talk." Darien replied.
"You're just full of flatteries, aren't you? Well, it sorta runs in the family.
It all started back in the 1800's when my great-great-great-grandpa needed money
to take care of his sick wife. So he sold all their jewelries, but that wasn't
enough. Good thing he got some connections to the underground network. He was
able to hook up with some good stones, and his daughter helped him design the
jewelries. So everything worked out and money came pouring in."
"Awww...that's romantic!"
"Yeah, well, it didn't have a happy ending." Serena continued. "A few months
later, my three times great-grandma died. They all thought she was getting
better, but they later found out she was suffering internally, and no doctor
knew what to do. Then, the guy who helped my great-grandpa got greedy and
wanted more than his share. My great-grandpa and he ended up dueling and killed
each other."
"Wow, what a story."
"That's not all. I told you it was a long story. After my great-grandpa died,
there was no one to run the store, so his son took over. From then on, the
store was expanded each generation and passed down to the oldest male. Of
course, the women helped with the designing, because the men all said designing
wasn't manly!"
"How could they?" Darien said to amuse Serena.
"I don't know. They're guys, you can't expect too much from them."
"Well, now...I resented that." Darien remarked.
Serena's face brightened with amusement. "You can never take the male specie
seriously."
"Really? Is that what they're teaching you in school these days?"
"For your information, sir, I've been out of school and on my own for over two
years." Serena responded.
Darien smiled at that. Instead of continuing with the teasing, he asked, "does
everyone in your family have to be involved with the jewelry store? What if
someone wanted to be a doctor, or a teacher?"
"We've been lucky. There were always some of us who loved to take over the
store, and some who enjoyed showing off their artistic talents, like me. The
store will pass to my brother after my grandpa dies." At the thought of that,
Serena's face fell.
"You must be close to your grandpa if you are sadden by the thought." Darien
commented.
"Uh-hmm." Serena murmured in agreement. "What about you? Why beauty
consultant?" Serena asked him in return.
"I appreciate the beauty in things."
When he didn't say anything more, Serena exclaimed, "What? That's it?"
"What better reason do I need?"
"You're right."
There was a moment of silence as they both took the time and enjoyed the music.
"You wanna dance?" Darien asked suddenly, offering her his hand.
"I would love to." Serena got up and was led to the center of the dance floor.
Darien took both her hands and placed it around his neck. Then, putting his own
hands on her waist, he pulled her close to him. They swayed to the music and as
Serena got more comfortable; she laid her head on his shoulder. Somehow, this
felt so right to her. She drew in the scent of his cologne and it filled her
nostril, something light and very masculine. Underneath that though, she could
smell him. As soon as she did, she was struck with a sense of familiarity.
"I know this sounds weird, but it feels like I've done this before." Serena
remarked.
"You know what they said. If something is familiar, it probably was meant to
be."
"Whoever said that?" Serena asked.
"I did."
Serena's laugher rang out against the loud music. It was a genuine sound filled
with real joy.
"I like it when you laugh," Darien commented.
"Oh." With that, Serena laid her head back onto his shoulder and just simply
enjoy the feel of being in his arms. She felt relaxed and comfortable enough to
allow her mind to drift. They continue to dance without saying anything until
Raye tapped Serena on the shoulder and the magic was disrupted.
"We gotta go, it's past two," she mumbled into Serena's ear.
"Who is this?" Darien inquired.
"My keeper," Serena sighed.
"Ahhh," Darien said just as Raye gave a protested noise. "Well, if you must go,
you must go."
Darien released his hands reluctantly from around her waist and watched Serena
get ready to leave. Being the gentleman he is, he took her brown cashmere coat
and helped her into it. As he pulled her hair from underneath the coat, he
pushed her hair aside and placed a gentle kiss on the side of her neck. It was
so gentle Serena wouldn't have felt it if not for the electrified spark that
occurred when his lips touched her skin. Serena's reaction was a startled gasp.
With Darien's head still bent over her neck, he whispered, "Will I see you
again?"
Serena turned her head slightly, leaving their heads only millimeters apart.
She starred into his midnight blue eyes and she whispered back, "If you're
lucky."
Darien watched Serena leave and thought to himself, "I planned to be."
* * * * *
I really wondered how many people actually read author's notes...anyway, that's
all there is to this chapter, folks! I guess for a continuation story, all
chapter endings are cliffhangers huh? Well, 'til next time...remember what I
said about reviews...I love them, so please write one!! Thanks!
Oh yeah, I feel another writer's block coming, so if anyone got some ideas,
I won't mind at all!