Disclaimer: Again, I don't own any of the characters from Sailor Moon.
Neither do I own my special guest star, WB does. I just rescued him from
limbo.
A New Friend: a scene
He wandered streets, anywhere but where he might meet Serena or the other girls: away from temple, away from the library, away from the mall and the arcade. He found himself in an older, shabbier part of the city looking in the window of a small martial arts studio. A tall man with dark brown hair was directing a small class of adults on the use of a staff. Forgetting his problems, Darien watched. This was obviously an advanced class; the techniques were similar although slower than he used. He was impressed and when the sensei defended against three students at once. It was almost as if he could see the attack coming from behind. 'I could sure use that,' Darien thought as he entered the dojo.
The class was just ending, the students bowing to the sensei. Hearing him speak English, he realized the sensei is an American.
"Excuse me," Darien said, catching his attention.
"Hi, I'm Peter Caine," the sensei introduced himself. "May I help you."
"Darien Chiba. I was watching your class and was wondering about lessons."
"This is an advanced class. Do you have any experience?" Warm brown eyes looked the young man over, noticing the slim but well-muscled form, intense blue eyes and unruly black hair.
"Some." Darien replied. "I don't know how you would rate me, though."
"Why don't we find out." Peter gave him a smile. "Let's start with some warm ups."
Darien took off his jacket and shoes and stepped onto the mat. The sensei's estimation went up as the young man smoothly went through the simple, then more complex moves with few corrections.
"What kind of training have you had?" Peter asked during a break.
"Karate, gymnastics, fencing and some stuff I just picked up." answered Darien.
"I'm impressed. What do you think I can teach you?"
"Weapons." he replied, indicating the objects displayed on the wall. "Whatever you can teach me."
"I can teach, but I would like to know why you want to learn," the sensei said warily. "Are you part of a gang?"
Darien smiled ironically. "No, we don't have much of that kind of trouble here. Tokyo has it's own kind of problems. I just have a personal interest in self-defense techniques. But I would like to be able to protect my girl and her friends in certain 'incidents'."
"Alright, let's see what you know." Peter said, tossing him a staff. Fifteen minutes later, they broke apart panting. Darien was lightly bruised in a number of places where he had been tapped, but he
had the satisfaction of getting in a few hits of his own.
"I'll teach you what I can, Darien. It will have to be one-on-one, though. No one else I know here is at your level. How old are you? Nineteen? Twenty?"
"Eighteen." he stated.
Peter gave him a sharp glance, he hadn't seemed that young. "Are you still living with your family?"
"No." Darien said curtly.
"Okay." He accepted the answer. "Are you going to school or working?"
"Yes, to both."
'A man of few words, interesting,' Peter thought, 'but there is something… compelling(?)… about him.' "I take it money is tight?"
"Yes, it is," the young man admitted ready to turn away.
"Then we'll have an agreement of honor. You pay me what you can, when you can, ok?" Peter stuck out his hand.
Darien smiled, "Sure, I agree. Thank you," and shook hands. They finished working out the details and parted, each having made a new friend.
AN: Okay, the new character is Peter Caine from Kung Fu: The Legend Continues. He will not affect the story in any way, but I felt that Darien needed someone older (and male) to relate to and Peter had a good background. More to come.
A New Friend: a scene
He wandered streets, anywhere but where he might meet Serena or the other girls: away from temple, away from the library, away from the mall and the arcade. He found himself in an older, shabbier part of the city looking in the window of a small martial arts studio. A tall man with dark brown hair was directing a small class of adults on the use of a staff. Forgetting his problems, Darien watched. This was obviously an advanced class; the techniques were similar although slower than he used. He was impressed and when the sensei defended against three students at once. It was almost as if he could see the attack coming from behind. 'I could sure use that,' Darien thought as he entered the dojo.
The class was just ending, the students bowing to the sensei. Hearing him speak English, he realized the sensei is an American.
"Excuse me," Darien said, catching his attention.
"Hi, I'm Peter Caine," the sensei introduced himself. "May I help you."
"Darien Chiba. I was watching your class and was wondering about lessons."
"This is an advanced class. Do you have any experience?" Warm brown eyes looked the young man over, noticing the slim but well-muscled form, intense blue eyes and unruly black hair.
"Some." Darien replied. "I don't know how you would rate me, though."
"Why don't we find out." Peter gave him a smile. "Let's start with some warm ups."
Darien took off his jacket and shoes and stepped onto the mat. The sensei's estimation went up as the young man smoothly went through the simple, then more complex moves with few corrections.
"What kind of training have you had?" Peter asked during a break.
"Karate, gymnastics, fencing and some stuff I just picked up." answered Darien.
"I'm impressed. What do you think I can teach you?"
"Weapons." he replied, indicating the objects displayed on the wall. "Whatever you can teach me."
"I can teach, but I would like to know why you want to learn," the sensei said warily. "Are you part of a gang?"
Darien smiled ironically. "No, we don't have much of that kind of trouble here. Tokyo has it's own kind of problems. I just have a personal interest in self-defense techniques. But I would like to be able to protect my girl and her friends in certain 'incidents'."
"Alright, let's see what you know." Peter said, tossing him a staff. Fifteen minutes later, they broke apart panting. Darien was lightly bruised in a number of places where he had been tapped, but he
had the satisfaction of getting in a few hits of his own.
"I'll teach you what I can, Darien. It will have to be one-on-one, though. No one else I know here is at your level. How old are you? Nineteen? Twenty?"
"Eighteen." he stated.
Peter gave him a sharp glance, he hadn't seemed that young. "Are you still living with your family?"
"No." Darien said curtly.
"Okay." He accepted the answer. "Are you going to school or working?"
"Yes, to both."
'A man of few words, interesting,' Peter thought, 'but there is something… compelling(?)… about him.' "I take it money is tight?"
"Yes, it is," the young man admitted ready to turn away.
"Then we'll have an agreement of honor. You pay me what you can, when you can, ok?" Peter stuck out his hand.
Darien smiled, "Sure, I agree. Thank you," and shook hands. They finished working out the details and parted, each having made a new friend.
AN: Okay, the new character is Peter Caine from Kung Fu: The Legend Continues. He will not affect the story in any way, but I felt that Darien needed someone older (and male) to relate to and Peter had a good background. More to come.