Runaway
Destiny's Workings
Don't own Sailor Moon, don't own the New York Hospital and I don't even know
if it's a real hospital. But you've got to give me snaps for my originality
with the name, huh? Hey, I'm just adding this is now, but it needs to be done.
I really have to thank the readers that reviewed my three writings
(Desperate to be Yours, Dreaming of You, and of course, Runaway). Thanks so
much to everyone who reviewed over the past two days. I can't tell you how
much I appreciate it!
Thanks to Princess Sugar Neptune and Usako for writing such sweet things to
me about Desperate to be Yours, and Moon Princess, Cibi Usa,
*~* Moon Rabbit 28 *~*, adb, ttt, Mizz Kitty 9896, ~Sailor *Lunar* Eclipse~,
and Kiwimelon 42 for emailing me about Dreaming of You and Runaway. Thanks
again, everyone!
To the rest of you-review! It makes me write *so* much faster, not to mention
that it totally makes my day. Thank you! (Could I thank you anymore? *LOL*
In New York, a year later...
Serena took a deep breath, then sat in the hairdresser's chair.
"Okay, honey," the woman-Katherine-smiled. "What do you want done today, sugar?"
"I need a drastic hair cut-to my shoulders," began Serena firmly. "And I need
to dye my hair black." Her voice wavered slightly but remained strong.
"Oh, but darling!" Katherine frowned. "Your hair is so beautiful, I-"
"Cut it." Serena's voice was low and deadly.
The sunny woman retreated and started snipping away, now and then casting a
searching glance at her client's deadly still form.
* * *
An hour later...
Serena took one last breath and raised her moonlight-blue eyes to her reflection.
She gasped.
"Is that...me?" she asked tentatively, reaching up to not quite touch a dark
strand of ebony hair. Katherine laughed.
"It's you, honey. You look just gorgeous."
It was true. The black gave Serena's cheeks a lovely, translucent look and
made her lips look dark and creamy. It contrasted with her bright, baby blue
eyes, and the shoulder length cut looked much easier to style then her usual
odangos.
"Oh, Katherine!" she gasped, grabbing the older woman and hugging her
impulsively. "Thank you so much! It's incredible-it's wonderful! I'll be
sure to recommend you to everyone!" she gushed.
Katherine laughed again, flicking her longish brown hair over her shoulder.
"You're welcome, sugar. I'm just happy I could do a good job for you."
Serena paid and rushed out of the salon, happier then she'd been in ages.
* * *
"Congratulations, Mr. Shields," an elderly man said to Darien. "I'm pleased
to say that you've been accepted into the New York Hospital as a doctor. You
will leave in two months."
Darien tried to muster some enthusiasm, but he couldn't. Ever since Serena
had left Tokyo a year ago, he felt like a shell of his normal self. God, how
he missed her. He often wondered where she was, and if she was even still
alive. *I'm so *stupid*! How could I have let her go?*
"Mr. Shields? Mr. Shields---Darien." The same man, name of David, tried to
get his attention.
"Oh, I'm sorry, David. I was just--uh, thinking about what a big step this is
for my career," Darien lied smoothly. *And all because of a few dumb dreams...*
"Yes," David noted. "I expect it is. Congratulations again, Darien. I'm afraid
I must go speak to a few of the others-several of your fellow classmates have
been accepted as well."
"Thank you for your time, sir," he replied, shaking the older man's hand.
"Please give them my congratulations."
*I'm going to New York.* Darien realized for the first time. *It's the chance
of a lifetime-a chance to start over.*
Destiny's Workings
Don't own Sailor Moon, don't own the New York Hospital and I don't even know
if it's a real hospital. But you've got to give me snaps for my originality
with the name, huh? Hey, I'm just adding this is now, but it needs to be done.
I really have to thank the readers that reviewed my three writings
(Desperate to be Yours, Dreaming of You, and of course, Runaway). Thanks so
much to everyone who reviewed over the past two days. I can't tell you how
much I appreciate it!
Thanks to Princess Sugar Neptune and Usako for writing such sweet things to
me about Desperate to be Yours, and Moon Princess, Cibi Usa,
*~* Moon Rabbit 28 *~*, adb, ttt, Mizz Kitty 9896, ~Sailor *Lunar* Eclipse~,
and Kiwimelon 42 for emailing me about Dreaming of You and Runaway. Thanks
again, everyone!
To the rest of you-review! It makes me write *so* much faster, not to mention
that it totally makes my day. Thank you! (Could I thank you anymore? *LOL*
In New York, a year later...
Serena took a deep breath, then sat in the hairdresser's chair.
"Okay, honey," the woman-Katherine-smiled. "What do you want done today, sugar?"
"I need a drastic hair cut-to my shoulders," began Serena firmly. "And I need
to dye my hair black." Her voice wavered slightly but remained strong.
"Oh, but darling!" Katherine frowned. "Your hair is so beautiful, I-"
"Cut it." Serena's voice was low and deadly.
The sunny woman retreated and started snipping away, now and then casting a
searching glance at her client's deadly still form.
* * *
An hour later...
Serena took one last breath and raised her moonlight-blue eyes to her reflection.
She gasped.
"Is that...me?" she asked tentatively, reaching up to not quite touch a dark
strand of ebony hair. Katherine laughed.
"It's you, honey. You look just gorgeous."
It was true. The black gave Serena's cheeks a lovely, translucent look and
made her lips look dark and creamy. It contrasted with her bright, baby blue
eyes, and the shoulder length cut looked much easier to style then her usual
odangos.
"Oh, Katherine!" she gasped, grabbing the older woman and hugging her
impulsively. "Thank you so much! It's incredible-it's wonderful! I'll be
sure to recommend you to everyone!" she gushed.
Katherine laughed again, flicking her longish brown hair over her shoulder.
"You're welcome, sugar. I'm just happy I could do a good job for you."
Serena paid and rushed out of the salon, happier then she'd been in ages.
* * *
"Congratulations, Mr. Shields," an elderly man said to Darien. "I'm pleased
to say that you've been accepted into the New York Hospital as a doctor. You
will leave in two months."
Darien tried to muster some enthusiasm, but he couldn't. Ever since Serena
had left Tokyo a year ago, he felt like a shell of his normal self. God, how
he missed her. He often wondered where she was, and if she was even still
alive. *I'm so *stupid*! How could I have let her go?*
"Mr. Shields? Mr. Shields---Darien." The same man, name of David, tried to
get his attention.
"Oh, I'm sorry, David. I was just--uh, thinking about what a big step this is
for my career," Darien lied smoothly. *And all because of a few dumb dreams...*
"Yes," David noted. "I expect it is. Congratulations again, Darien. I'm afraid
I must go speak to a few of the others-several of your fellow classmates have
been accepted as well."
"Thank you for your time, sir," he replied, shaking the older man's hand.
"Please give them my congratulations."
*I'm going to New York.* Darien realized for the first time. *It's the chance
of a lifetime-a chance to start over.*