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5 Serena pov
Tuesday, March 3rd: 10:03 (the night is young, still ;-))
Louis and Lestat's "Pad"
Tokyo, Japan
"... now the great thing about this little peice here is that it is authentic and produced from the late eighteenth century. An actual straw voodoo doll that was used by the servents on my plantation-"
"HEY!" Lestat yelled. " LOUIS! You kept that thing?"
"-to keep away the demon now known to us as Lestat. You were saying, chere?"
"You have no right to keep that tacky peice of... of... horsefood in our house."
"But, chere," Louis said, with an innocent look, "I found it in your clothes trunk with all of your old trinkets."
"Yeah, locked up!"
"Well, we can always burn it..."
"NO! No," Lestat said, making it a point to kiss Louis after every word. *kiss* "Burning." *kiss* "Any." *kiss* "Voodoo." *kiss* "Doll." *kiss* "Of." *kiss* "My." *kiss* "Likeness." *.........kiss.........*
*thud*
*thud*
*drool*
*smack*
"Mina!"
"Well, don't make google-eyes at the kissing vampires, Lita!"
"But... but... they're SO cute!"
"Uh, should Raye and Ami be unconcious like that, Serena?"
"They're fine, Darien. They just need to get over the initial shock."
*bite, yelp*
*smack* "Not in front of the teenagers, 'chere'."
"But two of 'em are already passed out. Where's your sense of-"
"Died with Claudia."
"Came back last night..."
"..." *Glare*
"That's enough of this, we need to get a move on," Lita, the impatiant Senshi of Thunder snapped.(A.N: There, got rid of my sillies.)
"We'll be taking the first flight out of Tokyo tonight," Louis informed them.
"What about all our stuff?" Mina asked
"I'll buy you new stuff, okay? We have to leave tonight," said Lestat, while glaring at Louis and sulking.
"Why tonight?" Darien asked, eyeing the blonde vamp suspiciously.
"If we leave now, we can take a flight to the Night Island and still get there before sunrise."
"Why tonight?" Darien asked again, a little more forceful. Raye and Ami awoke with a start at the tone of voice Darien used.
"Look, if you don't like it, you can stay here; we don't really need you, although it would be easier if you came along."
"I thought you said you needed everybody."
"We do, but if certain circumstances arise, it can be arranged otherwise..." Lestat drawled, warning glare in his eyes, his lips pulling back slightly so his fangs could be seen. Darien started to reach in his jacket, pulling out a rose. "Are you sure you want to go there, Darien?"
"Are you?" Darien turned the rose in his hand so that it would be imbedded in anything he threw it at. Lestat threw a quick glance over at me, which was seen by Darien. "Don't... you... DARE look at her like that again!" he yelled, his voice filled with venom.
"I can look at Serena any way I damn well please, boy," came the threatening whisper.
"Don't call me 'boy', you son of a bi-"
"Stop it, Lestat; Darien," Louis said. "This is neither the time nor the place." Lestat visibly backed down.
"You're gonna have your boyfriend fight for you now, Lestat?" Lestat quickly went over to Darien, picking him up by his neck, and quickly flinging him across the room, giving him no time to react or transform to protect himelf. A *pop* could be heard as Darien's shoulder dislocated from it's joint as he hit the wall.
"Lestat, what the hell did you do?" I yelled at the maniacally grinning vampire.
"I put that boy in his place, that's what I did!"
"You put his arm out of place, from the looks of it," said Louis, rushing over to help Darien. Darien tried to move out of the way of Louis. "Don't move, you're making it worse."
"Let him make it worse, for all I care," mumbled Lestat, making sure everyone could hear his disapproval of the caped superhero. "Did you hear the way he was insulting my standing with you, Louis?"
"The same way you insulted his standing with Serena, 'Mon Chere'," Louis said, turning the affectionate term into a warning. "You went too far," Louis said, looking at Lestat. Darien smiled through his pain. "...BOTH of you." Louis examined the injury. "Ami, could you come over here, please?" The Senshi of Water rushed over to the two black-haired guys.
"It's nothing more than a dislocated shoulder; we should be able to just pop it back into place." Ami whispered something to Louis, which Louis replied to with a nod. "Okay Darien, I'm going to count to three," Ami said, "and Louis will put your arm back, ok?" Darien nodded and voiced his approval. "One-"
*CRACK!!!*
"AHHHH!!!" Darien cried out as he clutched his replaced shoulder. "Shimmatta! Okay, I know, I couldn't be tense or it would be harder to put back." He looked at Louis, who was still supporting him. "I'm sorry about what I said about you to Lestat. Thanks for fixing my shoulder, too"
"No harm done," Louis said, helping Darien to stand up. "At least nothing that couldn't be fixed. Lestat is the one you should really appologize to; he cares for Serena and me equally, if not with different intentions. The only reason he hurt you was because he felt that you threated his position with us." "You're welcome, and all is forgiven."
Darien's eyes widened slightly, realizing that the last thing Louis said came out of his mouth, and the rest Darien heard inside his head. Louis turned him slightly so that he was facing Lestat. He backed away and let him stand on his own; Darien took this oppertunity to stretch out his muscles a little. I walked over to Lestat, as Louis had let me, and no one else besides Darien, hear the mental conversation. I grabbed his shirt sleeve, and Lestat let me lead him in front of Darien. I began talking.
"Both of you know better, and niether of you had reason to do anything to each other," Lestat open his moth to speak, but I cut him off, "I don't care what your excuse is. If you two don't start getting along, don't think I'm going to put up with it, because I won't, and I don't think Louis will, either."
"Either way you want to look at it, you guys need to get along. There is a bigger problem at hand than, out of you two, who would win a catfight," Louis informed them. Darien's eyes widened in shock at the thought as Lestat gave Louis a 'what, for the love of hell, did you mean by THAT!?' look. "So, we agree to work together as long as we need to, correct?" Lestat sighed, running a hand through his hair, boredly looking around the room.
"Ok, I guess," he stated offhandedly.
"Whatever," Darien commented, arms crossed. Neither Darien or Lestat would look at each other or the same place at the same time.
"We're going, NOW." Lestat ordered, as he walked out of the house, to the vehicle that would take us where we needed to go next, not caring how far behind we were, or if we followed.
Almost immediately after Lestat left, Darien came over to me, and held me in a possesive embrace by his side as we walked out. I held him as well, although half-heartedly, as all I could think of was, 'My two protectors, please, for my sake, don't destroy each other, and don't destroy me with your possesiveness.' I sighed inwardly. 'Louis needs you more than I do Lestat. I hope that you'll get off your damned high horse and realize it, before you drive him away again.' I then thought about what it would be like if, just like Louis did with Claudia, Louis and I would leave, disappear, just like that.
'No, I don't trust Darien and Lestat to be in the same house together, let alone the same situation. That would mean they'd have to work together, and they'd... need each other... to find us...' A plan began to form in my head as I sat down in the back of the limo, resting my head against my beloved, and thinking of a way that, as the saying goes, 'Tradgedy brings people together.'
5 Serena pov
Tuesday, March 3rd: 10:03 (the night is young, still ;-))
Louis and Lestat's "Pad"
Tokyo, Japan
"... now the great thing about this little peice here is that it is authentic and produced from the late eighteenth century. An actual straw voodoo doll that was used by the servents on my plantation-"
"HEY!" Lestat yelled. " LOUIS! You kept that thing?"
"-to keep away the demon now known to us as Lestat. You were saying, chere?"
"You have no right to keep that tacky peice of... of... horsefood in our house."
"But, chere," Louis said, with an innocent look, "I found it in your clothes trunk with all of your old trinkets."
"Yeah, locked up!"
"Well, we can always burn it..."
"NO! No," Lestat said, making it a point to kiss Louis after every word. *kiss* "Burning." *kiss* "Any." *kiss* "Voodoo." *kiss* "Doll." *kiss* "Of." *kiss* "My." *kiss* "Likeness." *.........kiss.........*
*thud*
*thud*
*drool*
*smack*
"Mina!"
"Well, don't make google-eyes at the kissing vampires, Lita!"
"But... but... they're SO cute!"
"Uh, should Raye and Ami be unconcious like that, Serena?"
"They're fine, Darien. They just need to get over the initial shock."
*bite, yelp*
*smack* "Not in front of the teenagers, 'chere'."
"But two of 'em are already passed out. Where's your sense of-"
"Died with Claudia."
"Came back last night..."
"..." *Glare*
"That's enough of this, we need to get a move on," Lita, the impatiant Senshi of Thunder snapped.(A.N: There, got rid of my sillies.)
"We'll be taking the first flight out of Tokyo tonight," Louis informed them.
"What about all our stuff?" Mina asked
"I'll buy you new stuff, okay? We have to leave tonight," said Lestat, while glaring at Louis and sulking.
"Why tonight?" Darien asked, eyeing the blonde vamp suspiciously.
"If we leave now, we can take a flight to the Night Island and still get there before sunrise."
"Why tonight?" Darien asked again, a little more forceful. Raye and Ami awoke with a start at the tone of voice Darien used.
"Look, if you don't like it, you can stay here; we don't really need you, although it would be easier if you came along."
"I thought you said you needed everybody."
"We do, but if certain circumstances arise, it can be arranged otherwise..." Lestat drawled, warning glare in his eyes, his lips pulling back slightly so his fangs could be seen. Darien started to reach in his jacket, pulling out a rose. "Are you sure you want to go there, Darien?"
"Are you?" Darien turned the rose in his hand so that it would be imbedded in anything he threw it at. Lestat threw a quick glance over at me, which was seen by Darien. "Don't... you... DARE look at her like that again!" he yelled, his voice filled with venom.
"I can look at Serena any way I damn well please, boy," came the threatening whisper.
"Don't call me 'boy', you son of a bi-"
"Stop it, Lestat; Darien," Louis said. "This is neither the time nor the place." Lestat visibly backed down.
"You're gonna have your boyfriend fight for you now, Lestat?" Lestat quickly went over to Darien, picking him up by his neck, and quickly flinging him across the room, giving him no time to react or transform to protect himelf. A *pop* could be heard as Darien's shoulder dislocated from it's joint as he hit the wall.
"Lestat, what the hell did you do?" I yelled at the maniacally grinning vampire.
"I put that boy in his place, that's what I did!"
"You put his arm out of place, from the looks of it," said Louis, rushing over to help Darien. Darien tried to move out of the way of Louis. "Don't move, you're making it worse."
"Let him make it worse, for all I care," mumbled Lestat, making sure everyone could hear his disapproval of the caped superhero. "Did you hear the way he was insulting my standing with you, Louis?"
"The same way you insulted his standing with Serena, 'Mon Chere'," Louis said, turning the affectionate term into a warning. "You went too far," Louis said, looking at Lestat. Darien smiled through his pain. "...BOTH of you." Louis examined the injury. "Ami, could you come over here, please?" The Senshi of Water rushed over to the two black-haired guys.
"It's nothing more than a dislocated shoulder; we should be able to just pop it back into place." Ami whispered something to Louis, which Louis replied to with a nod. "Okay Darien, I'm going to count to three," Ami said, "and Louis will put your arm back, ok?" Darien nodded and voiced his approval. "One-"
*CRACK!!!*
"AHHHH!!!" Darien cried out as he clutched his replaced shoulder. "Shimmatta! Okay, I know, I couldn't be tense or it would be harder to put back." He looked at Louis, who was still supporting him. "I'm sorry about what I said about you to Lestat. Thanks for fixing my shoulder, too"
"No harm done," Louis said, helping Darien to stand up. "At least nothing that couldn't be fixed. Lestat is the one you should really appologize to; he cares for Serena and me equally, if not with different intentions. The only reason he hurt you was because he felt that you threated his position with us." "You're welcome, and all is forgiven."
Darien's eyes widened slightly, realizing that the last thing Louis said came out of his mouth, and the rest Darien heard inside his head. Louis turned him slightly so that he was facing Lestat. He backed away and let him stand on his own; Darien took this oppertunity to stretch out his muscles a little. I walked over to Lestat, as Louis had let me, and no one else besides Darien, hear the mental conversation. I grabbed his shirt sleeve, and Lestat let me lead him in front of Darien. I began talking.
"Both of you know better, and niether of you had reason to do anything to each other," Lestat open his moth to speak, but I cut him off, "I don't care what your excuse is. If you two don't start getting along, don't think I'm going to put up with it, because I won't, and I don't think Louis will, either."
"Either way you want to look at it, you guys need to get along. There is a bigger problem at hand than, out of you two, who would win a catfight," Louis informed them. Darien's eyes widened in shock at the thought as Lestat gave Louis a 'what, for the love of hell, did you mean by THAT!?' look. "So, we agree to work together as long as we need to, correct?" Lestat sighed, running a hand through his hair, boredly looking around the room.
"Ok, I guess," he stated offhandedly.
"Whatever," Darien commented, arms crossed. Neither Darien or Lestat would look at each other or the same place at the same time.
"We're going, NOW." Lestat ordered, as he walked out of the house, to the vehicle that would take us where we needed to go next, not caring how far behind we were, or if we followed.
Almost immediately after Lestat left, Darien came over to me, and held me in a possesive embrace by his side as we walked out. I held him as well, although half-heartedly, as all I could think of was, 'My two protectors, please, for my sake, don't destroy each other, and don't destroy me with your possesiveness.' I sighed inwardly. 'Louis needs you more than I do Lestat. I hope that you'll get off your damned high horse and realize it, before you drive him away again.' I then thought about what it would be like if, just like Louis did with Claudia, Louis and I would leave, disappear, just like that.
'No, I don't trust Darien and Lestat to be in the same house together, let alone the same situation. That would mean they'd have to work together, and they'd... need each other... to find us...' A plan began to form in my head as I sat down in the back of the limo, resting my head against my beloved, and thinking of a way that, as the saying goes, 'Tradgedy brings people together.'