Title: Blind Intentions
Chapter: 10
By: Moondreams
Notes: Finally another chapter. I've been busy, so sorry everyone.
Prisma clicked her nails against the desk as she looked
over the Winter Show designs. She frowned and rubbed her temple
then sighed. No matter what she did she couldn't concentrate.
Something just wasn't right around Rose Designs. James had come
back with no questions asked by either Darien or Setsuna. From
what Lita had found out was that James was still under suspicion
by the police but there wasn't enough evidence to jail him. So
he came back shooting photos and hanging around always in a laid
back manner and always winking or flirting with the girls. Serena
was also acting strange too. She had been extremely pale for the
last few days and looked like she had been working to hard. Which
was a possibility but most of the work for the winter fashion show
was done. She had been snappy and disagreeable making even Darien
think twice about coming around when she was in one of her moods.
And there was always Beryl. Her cold green eyes followed Prisma
and everywhere in pure hatred for some reason. She knew she had
to do something especially about James. She knew something was
strange about him but everyone ignored her, her friends, her
sisters, Setsuna and Darien, and everyone else that worked at
Rose Designs. It was up to her and...
"SERENA" she yelled. Serena come walking into the room.
She was dressed in a professional white blouse and navy blue skirt
with small blue flowers around its hem. Her long blonde hair was
done up in a braid. Two small navy earrings adorned her ears and
a small sapphire crystal necklace decorated her throat. It always
amazed Prisma how well matched Serena always was.
"You bellowed?" she asked with a lifted eyebrow and wore a
slight smirk. Prisma rolled her eyes.
"What do you know about James Masters?" Prisma asked as
she leaned back into her chair. Serena paused and frowned.
"He's a photographer, I am told he does a good job and he
flirts with the models. From what Mina and other girls in this
company he's drop dead gorgeous.... right after Darien, of course.
But he's a pretty cool guy," she said and leaned against the wall
with her arms crossed.
"And we don't know a thing about him," pointed out Prisma.
Serena opened her mouth to comment then shut it again.
"So we should do something about," continued Prisma taking
Serena's silence as a clue for her to go on.
"Let me guess. To do that we should play.... twenty
questions right?" she asked with a flare of her hand. Prisma
frowned and tossed her head. She wasn't really in the mood for
Serena's humor.
"No you are going to get the smart mouthed computer of
yours to look up his resume," she said. Serena didn't look
impressed.
"No...there is no way. We could get in serious trouble
you know," Serena commented.
"Come on Serena, something is creepy going on, you know
it, don't you?" asked Prisma with a sigh then hugged herself and
shivered as if a very cold draft had wrapped around her.
"Yes," she admitted quietly. The caller had called two
more times during the last week. It was really creeping her out.
"Ok I'll do it," Serena said with a sigh and went to her
office. Prisma followed her. Serena sat down gracefully in her chair
and put on her head phone equipment. "Alright DEV," said Serena
talking into the small mike by her mouth.
"Hi Serena," DEV answered in her digital voice.
"There is just something wrong about a talking computer," said
Prisma with her arms crossed.
"Better to be a computer then to go out in public with
that hair," snickered DEV. "Alright you two seriously," said Serena
with a sigh,
"I need you to find out everything you can about James
Masters." DEV clicked and hummed. Soon a list came up with
everything about James including his resume.
"It looks like he used to work for Eastern Fashion," said
Prisma happily. If Serena could've seen she probably would've looked
at her friend strangely, but she raised an eyebrow in question.
"And?" Serena asked.
"And I have friends that work there who would know
anything about James Masters," said Prisma happily. With that
Prisma spun on her heel and walked out of the room smiling.
Serena shook her head and went back to work.
"Thank you, Mr. Henderson I'll confirm your appointment
to Mr. Chiba...yes Mr. Henderson I will tell Setsuna you called...
No sir I don't believe she's available this evening...no sir I am
not either. Goodbye," Serena finished and hung up the phone. She
breathed a sigh of relief just as Setsuna came through the door.
"Serena is the financial records finished?" she asked.
Serena shook her head.
"No, Prisma and Ami are having troubles with it. You
might want to check into it. Oh by the way, Mr. Henderson
called," Serena said with a smirk as she leaned against her
hand. If she had been sighted, Serena would've seen the usually
very composed Setsuna shuddered but she didn't really need any
sight, it was all of Setsuna's loathing toward the nasty old
man was apparent in her voice.
"And what did you tell that old pervert?" Setsuna asked.
"You weren't available and you should be careful what you
say about Mr. Henderson, he owns quite a lot in stock. Besides I
just spent the last hour convincing him that you were busy and
only Darien could see him," said Serena with a smile.
"Remind me to give you a raise one of these days," said
Setsuna with a laugh. "No problem," said Serena with a grin.
"Serena you'll never guess what I just found out," said Prisma
as she rushed through the door. Serena stopped punching some notes
in Braille and gave Prisma her full attention. "What?" Serena
asked as she brushed a blonde wisp behind her ear.
"I called up my friend Cynthia from Eastern Designs and
you'll never guess what she told me!" said Prisma leaning over
Serena's desk.
"James Masters never worked at Eastern Designs, his
resume is false," Prisma whispered excitedly like a schoolgirl
whispering some gossip on who was going out with whom.
"Just because you talk to one person does no mean James
did not work there. You're over reacting," stated Serena dryly.
Prisma crossed her arms and sat down in one of the office's
overstuffed chair.
"Why do you always defend him Serena, will you just
listen to yourself. Seriously I know he did not work there because
Cynthia worked on the photo shoots everyday, so if any one would
know it'd be her," Prisma hissed hotly. Serena frowned.
"Well what do you expect me to do? You've been on his
case since the first day he came here," stated Serena not raising
her voice. Prisma glared at the blonde who was sitting calmly in
front of her.
"Forget it," Prisma almost yelled and stormed out of the
room. Serena winced as Prisma slammed the door.
"Sere," a voice called softly from the doorway. Serena gave
a small smile but didn't pause in her work.
"Sere...darling," the voice called again. Serena still
didn't respond. Darien sat down in the seat across from her. He
leaned back studying the angel in front of him. Blonde hair was
escaping from the long braid. The urge to touch it was driving
him crazy.
"Serena," called out Darien resting against his palm. Serena's
smile grew a bit wider. Darien smiled as Serena raised her head and
lifted an eyebrow in question. "What?" she asked.
"I was beginning to think you were either to deep in your
work or to deep in a daydream to hear me? I am hoping the latter,"
Darien said charmingly with a half smile. "What makes you think it's
either? I could've been just ignoring you," she teased and crossed
her legs. Darien couldn't help but smile as the slit in Serena's
skirt moved farther up her leg.
"Oh that hurts, Meatball Head," he stated but couldn't
help but smile as he noticed Serena's lower lip stick out in her
adorable little pout at the mention of her nickname.
"Although I am not quite sure that's not true," Darien said
quietly. Serena jerked her head a little more higher, hurt was clearly
written all of her face.
"I am sorry Darien...I am just stressed about the winter show
I guess," Serena apologized. Her eyes looked like sad puppy dog eyes
wanting forgiveness for the hurt she had caused. "Well you know what
they say about all work and no play," he said lightly. Serena gave him
a small grin that Darien found completely sexy.
"In fact come with me, no more work. It's been at least two
weeks since we've been out together. I have a surprise for you," he
said and grabbed her arm pulling her out of her office laughing.
"Where are you taking me Darien.... Go to sleep DEV," she
giggled at the strange behavior of her boyfriend.
"No prob, goodnight," said DEV and shut herself off.
Sounds and smells flooded her senses. Hawkers announced
their wares. Children giggled and laughed running to and froth
through the crowd. An acrid smell of helium and balloons were
everywhere. Hamburgers and hotdogs were sizzling from the many
stands that lined the street.
"Darien, it's a street fair. I haven't been to one of these
since I was ten," Serena couldn't help but giggle.
"I've never been to one. So it's a first for me," said Darien
seriously. Serena's face showed her astonishment.
"Are you serious? That's just not natural," said Serena
with a laugh. Darien shrugged even if Serena couldn't see it.
"Come on let's get some food. I am starving," Darien said
and pulled the laughing blonde's hand. With the force, Serena
stumbled landing in Darien's arms. Both stayed in that position
for a second with content looks on their faces.
"Thanks for catching me," Serena mumbled and righted
herself up.
"No problem it was my pleasure," he replied watching as the
blonde blushed a shade redder.
Darien shifted the overstuffed teddy bear from one arm
to another watching his date eat her candy apple. She had already
eaten two hotdogs and a funnel cake before the cameral covered
apple. She grinned as a little cameral dribbled from the apple
on to her fingers. She grinned.
"You can't believe how hard it is to walk and eat at the
same time," she laughed and swinging her cane in front of her feet.
"And yet you seem to pull it off very well, except you have
a little drip of cameral on your cheek," he laughed. Serena searched
her face till she came to the sticky blob on her cheek. She wiped it
of with a napkin and laughed. Darien watched thinking how adorably
cute she was. Darien was about to ask his date where she'd like to
go next when a high pitched voice yelled,
"Wow it's him! Just like in the magazines and one
television! He is so handsome!" In a split of a second Darien and
Serena was surrounded by girls all begging to get Darien's autograph
and picture with them. Darien eyed the flock of girls with tolerance
but noticed Serena held a pinched look on her face. Probably the
group of girls surrounding them were making her nervous.
"Sere, looks like I am going to be busy for a few minutes,"
he apologized and handed her the teddy bear. Serena gave him a
forced smile.
"I'll walk ahead," she said and broke through the crowd.
She felt nauseated as the surge of panic of the crowd slowly left
her. She slowly loosened her hold on her cane.
Darien looked over the many heads of the females
around him and kept his eye on the blonde walking down the street.
Serena paused on the corner and listened for traffic. He lost
sight of her for a second when another pad of paper was shoved
in his hand. When he looked up, Serena was in the middle of the
road. A screeching of tires caught his attention and he looked
up to see a truck speeding toward Serena.
"Serena!" he yelled and broke out of the group of girls
scattering cameras and paper everywhere. How he exactly he
reached Serena he'd never know. He tackled the blonde and
they rolled to the side of the road just as the truck passed
them by a hair. Instead it had run over the teddy bear and
it's padding was all over the road.The truck stopped a few
feet away and to Darien's horror started backing up at full
speed toward them. He grabbed up Serena and sprinted to an
alleyway. The truck driver stopped backing up and zoomed away.
Darien's heart was beating with fear and pounding in his ears.
He noticed Serena was shaking in his arms. She was taking deep
breaths with her eyes squeezed shut.
"Darien..." she rasped. Her fear was more then
apparent in her voice. Her teary blue eyes looked up
blindly at his face.
"Darien...someone's trying to kill me!"
To be continued....
Chapter: 10
By: Moondreams
Notes: Finally another chapter. I've been busy, so sorry everyone.
Prisma clicked her nails against the desk as she looked
over the Winter Show designs. She frowned and rubbed her temple
then sighed. No matter what she did she couldn't concentrate.
Something just wasn't right around Rose Designs. James had come
back with no questions asked by either Darien or Setsuna. From
what Lita had found out was that James was still under suspicion
by the police but there wasn't enough evidence to jail him. So
he came back shooting photos and hanging around always in a laid
back manner and always winking or flirting with the girls. Serena
was also acting strange too. She had been extremely pale for the
last few days and looked like she had been working to hard. Which
was a possibility but most of the work for the winter fashion show
was done. She had been snappy and disagreeable making even Darien
think twice about coming around when she was in one of her moods.
And there was always Beryl. Her cold green eyes followed Prisma
and everywhere in pure hatred for some reason. She knew she had
to do something especially about James. She knew something was
strange about him but everyone ignored her, her friends, her
sisters, Setsuna and Darien, and everyone else that worked at
Rose Designs. It was up to her and...
"SERENA" she yelled. Serena come walking into the room.
She was dressed in a professional white blouse and navy blue skirt
with small blue flowers around its hem. Her long blonde hair was
done up in a braid. Two small navy earrings adorned her ears and
a small sapphire crystal necklace decorated her throat. It always
amazed Prisma how well matched Serena always was.
"You bellowed?" she asked with a lifted eyebrow and wore a
slight smirk. Prisma rolled her eyes.
"What do you know about James Masters?" Prisma asked as
she leaned back into her chair. Serena paused and frowned.
"He's a photographer, I am told he does a good job and he
flirts with the models. From what Mina and other girls in this
company he's drop dead gorgeous.... right after Darien, of course.
But he's a pretty cool guy," she said and leaned against the wall
with her arms crossed.
"And we don't know a thing about him," pointed out Prisma.
Serena opened her mouth to comment then shut it again.
"So we should do something about," continued Prisma taking
Serena's silence as a clue for her to go on.
"Let me guess. To do that we should play.... twenty
questions right?" she asked with a flare of her hand. Prisma
frowned and tossed her head. She wasn't really in the mood for
Serena's humor.
"No you are going to get the smart mouthed computer of
yours to look up his resume," she said. Serena didn't look
impressed.
"No...there is no way. We could get in serious trouble
you know," Serena commented.
"Come on Serena, something is creepy going on, you know
it, don't you?" asked Prisma with a sigh then hugged herself and
shivered as if a very cold draft had wrapped around her.
"Yes," she admitted quietly. The caller had called two
more times during the last week. It was really creeping her out.
"Ok I'll do it," Serena said with a sigh and went to her
office. Prisma followed her. Serena sat down gracefully in her chair
and put on her head phone equipment. "Alright DEV," said Serena
talking into the small mike by her mouth.
"Hi Serena," DEV answered in her digital voice.
"There is just something wrong about a talking computer," said
Prisma with her arms crossed.
"Better to be a computer then to go out in public with
that hair," snickered DEV. "Alright you two seriously," said Serena
with a sigh,
"I need you to find out everything you can about James
Masters." DEV clicked and hummed. Soon a list came up with
everything about James including his resume.
"It looks like he used to work for Eastern Fashion," said
Prisma happily. If Serena could've seen she probably would've looked
at her friend strangely, but she raised an eyebrow in question.
"And?" Serena asked.
"And I have friends that work there who would know
anything about James Masters," said Prisma happily. With that
Prisma spun on her heel and walked out of the room smiling.
Serena shook her head and went back to work.
"Thank you, Mr. Henderson I'll confirm your appointment
to Mr. Chiba...yes Mr. Henderson I will tell Setsuna you called...
No sir I don't believe she's available this evening...no sir I am
not either. Goodbye," Serena finished and hung up the phone. She
breathed a sigh of relief just as Setsuna came through the door.
"Serena is the financial records finished?" she asked.
Serena shook her head.
"No, Prisma and Ami are having troubles with it. You
might want to check into it. Oh by the way, Mr. Henderson
called," Serena said with a smirk as she leaned against her
hand. If she had been sighted, Serena would've seen the usually
very composed Setsuna shuddered but she didn't really need any
sight, it was all of Setsuna's loathing toward the nasty old
man was apparent in her voice.
"And what did you tell that old pervert?" Setsuna asked.
"You weren't available and you should be careful what you
say about Mr. Henderson, he owns quite a lot in stock. Besides I
just spent the last hour convincing him that you were busy and
only Darien could see him," said Serena with a smile.
"Remind me to give you a raise one of these days," said
Setsuna with a laugh. "No problem," said Serena with a grin.
"Serena you'll never guess what I just found out," said Prisma
as she rushed through the door. Serena stopped punching some notes
in Braille and gave Prisma her full attention. "What?" Serena
asked as she brushed a blonde wisp behind her ear.
"I called up my friend Cynthia from Eastern Designs and
you'll never guess what she told me!" said Prisma leaning over
Serena's desk.
"James Masters never worked at Eastern Designs, his
resume is false," Prisma whispered excitedly like a schoolgirl
whispering some gossip on who was going out with whom.
"Just because you talk to one person does no mean James
did not work there. You're over reacting," stated Serena dryly.
Prisma crossed her arms and sat down in one of the office's
overstuffed chair.
"Why do you always defend him Serena, will you just
listen to yourself. Seriously I know he did not work there because
Cynthia worked on the photo shoots everyday, so if any one would
know it'd be her," Prisma hissed hotly. Serena frowned.
"Well what do you expect me to do? You've been on his
case since the first day he came here," stated Serena not raising
her voice. Prisma glared at the blonde who was sitting calmly in
front of her.
"Forget it," Prisma almost yelled and stormed out of the
room. Serena winced as Prisma slammed the door.
"Sere," a voice called softly from the doorway. Serena gave
a small smile but didn't pause in her work.
"Sere...darling," the voice called again. Serena still
didn't respond. Darien sat down in the seat across from her. He
leaned back studying the angel in front of him. Blonde hair was
escaping from the long braid. The urge to touch it was driving
him crazy.
"Serena," called out Darien resting against his palm. Serena's
smile grew a bit wider. Darien smiled as Serena raised her head and
lifted an eyebrow in question. "What?" she asked.
"I was beginning to think you were either to deep in your
work or to deep in a daydream to hear me? I am hoping the latter,"
Darien said charmingly with a half smile. "What makes you think it's
either? I could've been just ignoring you," she teased and crossed
her legs. Darien couldn't help but smile as the slit in Serena's
skirt moved farther up her leg.
"Oh that hurts, Meatball Head," he stated but couldn't
help but smile as he noticed Serena's lower lip stick out in her
adorable little pout at the mention of her nickname.
"Although I am not quite sure that's not true," Darien said
quietly. Serena jerked her head a little more higher, hurt was clearly
written all of her face.
"I am sorry Darien...I am just stressed about the winter show
I guess," Serena apologized. Her eyes looked like sad puppy dog eyes
wanting forgiveness for the hurt she had caused. "Well you know what
they say about all work and no play," he said lightly. Serena gave him
a small grin that Darien found completely sexy.
"In fact come with me, no more work. It's been at least two
weeks since we've been out together. I have a surprise for you," he
said and grabbed her arm pulling her out of her office laughing.
"Where are you taking me Darien.... Go to sleep DEV," she
giggled at the strange behavior of her boyfriend.
"No prob, goodnight," said DEV and shut herself off.
Sounds and smells flooded her senses. Hawkers announced
their wares. Children giggled and laughed running to and froth
through the crowd. An acrid smell of helium and balloons were
everywhere. Hamburgers and hotdogs were sizzling from the many
stands that lined the street.
"Darien, it's a street fair. I haven't been to one of these
since I was ten," Serena couldn't help but giggle.
"I've never been to one. So it's a first for me," said Darien
seriously. Serena's face showed her astonishment.
"Are you serious? That's just not natural," said Serena
with a laugh. Darien shrugged even if Serena couldn't see it.
"Come on let's get some food. I am starving," Darien said
and pulled the laughing blonde's hand. With the force, Serena
stumbled landing in Darien's arms. Both stayed in that position
for a second with content looks on their faces.
"Thanks for catching me," Serena mumbled and righted
herself up.
"No problem it was my pleasure," he replied watching as the
blonde blushed a shade redder.
Darien shifted the overstuffed teddy bear from one arm
to another watching his date eat her candy apple. She had already
eaten two hotdogs and a funnel cake before the cameral covered
apple. She grinned as a little cameral dribbled from the apple
on to her fingers. She grinned.
"You can't believe how hard it is to walk and eat at the
same time," she laughed and swinging her cane in front of her feet.
"And yet you seem to pull it off very well, except you have
a little drip of cameral on your cheek," he laughed. Serena searched
her face till she came to the sticky blob on her cheek. She wiped it
of with a napkin and laughed. Darien watched thinking how adorably
cute she was. Darien was about to ask his date where she'd like to
go next when a high pitched voice yelled,
"Wow it's him! Just like in the magazines and one
television! He is so handsome!" In a split of a second Darien and
Serena was surrounded by girls all begging to get Darien's autograph
and picture with them. Darien eyed the flock of girls with tolerance
but noticed Serena held a pinched look on her face. Probably the
group of girls surrounding them were making her nervous.
"Sere, looks like I am going to be busy for a few minutes,"
he apologized and handed her the teddy bear. Serena gave him a
forced smile.
"I'll walk ahead," she said and broke through the crowd.
She felt nauseated as the surge of panic of the crowd slowly left
her. She slowly loosened her hold on her cane.
Darien looked over the many heads of the females
around him and kept his eye on the blonde walking down the street.
Serena paused on the corner and listened for traffic. He lost
sight of her for a second when another pad of paper was shoved
in his hand. When he looked up, Serena was in the middle of the
road. A screeching of tires caught his attention and he looked
up to see a truck speeding toward Serena.
"Serena!" he yelled and broke out of the group of girls
scattering cameras and paper everywhere. How he exactly he
reached Serena he'd never know. He tackled the blonde and
they rolled to the side of the road just as the truck passed
them by a hair. Instead it had run over the teddy bear and
it's padding was all over the road.The truck stopped a few
feet away and to Darien's horror started backing up at full
speed toward them. He grabbed up Serena and sprinted to an
alleyway. The truck driver stopped backing up and zoomed away.
Darien's heart was beating with fear and pounding in his ears.
He noticed Serena was shaking in his arms. She was taking deep
breaths with her eyes squeezed shut.
"Darien..." she rasped. Her fear was more then
apparent in her voice. Her teary blue eyes looked up
blindly at his face.
"Darien...someone's trying to kill me!"
To be continued....