Title: Irony and Happiness
Author: Usagi San
Email: chiba_serena@hotmail.com
Rating: pg13
Chapter: 4
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon and my story is not
making a profit, so please, don't sue me!
AN: Hello! Ok, here's chapter 4 of Irony and Happiness.
Hope you
enjoy, and please, please, please! Review/email me!
Thanks!
"You really should dance, my dear," Margeria remarked to
Serena. "Else you're going to disappoint all other eager
young men tonight." It was true. When Serena had entered
the ball, many young men had stopped what they were doing
to stare at the vision of beauty.
"Serena managed a weak smile and murmured a polite "thank you"
before her searching eyes swept the dance floor again.
The yearning look did not escape Margeria.
Serena's eyes sought and landed on a handsome smiling
man dancing with a petite brunette. Tonight, to every
guest's surprise and young women's delight, Darien had
danced many dances, acting the chivalrous knight in shining
armor. He had paid much attention to almost all the females
in the ballroom. Except Serena. As soon as Darien escorted
Serena into the room, he had abandoned her and flirted with
practically every woman in the room-young or old, married
or single, beautiful or ugly. Only Serena was left alone
at the side with Margeria to keep her company.
"Not that I care," Serena thought to herself, squaring
her shoulders. She doesn't need the attention of Darien. Why,
he can court the entire women population in this ballroom if
he wanted to, and she wouldn't even care.
Just then, a dashing man with dark brown hair and an
easygoing smile on his face stepped in front of Serena
and bowed.
"Miss, many I say that you are the most beautiful woman
in this room." He took Serena's gloved hand and placed a light
kiss on the back.
"How kind of you to say so," Serena forced a smile and dipped
her head in thank you.
"Will you honor me with this dance?"
Serena was about to decline when Margeria broke in.
"Of course she would, Macus." She looked at Serena with
merciless eyes.
"Child, you have to dance at least once at your own ball."
Earlier on, Margeria had announced to everyone at the
ball that she was going to adopt Serena as her granddaughter.
To say that everyone was surprised was an understatement.
Serena was so shocked. She had known, since Margeria told her,
that a surprise had been planned for her. But this?
This was just too much!
"Serena dear," Margeria broke Serena's thoughts, "Marcus
is waiting!"
Not wanting to disappoint her new "grandmother", and after
all, this is her ball, Serena accepted and was soon enjoying
herself as she was whisked from dancer to dancer. It seemed
that every eligible man had wanted to dance with her, but
feared that she was untouchable. Now, men continued to cut
in to dance with this beautiful and witty woman.
Twirling around, Serena was abruptly aware that another man
had cut in. Laughing from sheer exhilaration, she raised
her eyes and found then captive by intense blue eyes of
Darien. The blue eyes sparked with anger.
"Have you no shame?" Darien hissed, eyes snapping with
barely suppressed fury. "Dancing with just about every
men in this room and showering them with your wanton
smile?"
"You dare judge and lecture me?" Serena retorted, fueled
by the unexpected reprimand and the pent-up emotion
called jealously (thought she won't admit it) that
Darien would dance with so many pretty woman.
"My god woman, have some reservation so you won't
embarrass your grandmother!"
"How dare you speak to me like that? You're the one who's
playing the rake and seducing half the female population
with your smiles and words!"
"I can do whatever the hell I please!"
"Well so can I!" With that, Serena wrenched free from
Darien's grasp and left him standing mouth-open on the
dance floor. She didn't care that the dance had yet to end,
or that gossip and rumors were going to fly the next day.
All she wanted was to get as far away from this stupid and
arrogant man as possible. Lifting the hem of her gown, she
walked calmly over to Margeria, made her excuse, and left
to find the solitary of her room.
____________________________________________________
Once alone in her room, Serena tore off the gown and jumped
into her bed, wrapping the blanket around her quivering
shoulders. She sat there, reflecting how a wonderful day
had gone so bad. The words exchanged by her and Darien
were cruel, hurting. But even while arguing with him,
she still had noticed how perfect she had fit in his arms.
She still noticed how the arms that held her were gentle,
protective, a deep contrast to the anger in the man's voice.
Oh but this was so confusing!
A knock on the door had Serena scrambling for some night
robes.as soon as she was descent, she called out for the
person to come in. They say that misery loves company.
Well, she would like some company to get a load off her
chest.
The door opened and Serena gasped as she saw the person
in the doorway. It was the last person she'd expected.
It was Darien.
Author: Usagi San
Email: chiba_serena@hotmail.com
Rating: pg13
Chapter: 4
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon and my story is not
making a profit, so please, don't sue me!
AN: Hello! Ok, here's chapter 4 of Irony and Happiness.
Hope you
enjoy, and please, please, please! Review/email me!
Thanks!
"You really should dance, my dear," Margeria remarked to
Serena. "Else you're going to disappoint all other eager
young men tonight." It was true. When Serena had entered
the ball, many young men had stopped what they were doing
to stare at the vision of beauty.
"Serena managed a weak smile and murmured a polite "thank you"
before her searching eyes swept the dance floor again.
The yearning look did not escape Margeria.
Serena's eyes sought and landed on a handsome smiling
man dancing with a petite brunette. Tonight, to every
guest's surprise and young women's delight, Darien had
danced many dances, acting the chivalrous knight in shining
armor. He had paid much attention to almost all the females
in the ballroom. Except Serena. As soon as Darien escorted
Serena into the room, he had abandoned her and flirted with
practically every woman in the room-young or old, married
or single, beautiful or ugly. Only Serena was left alone
at the side with Margeria to keep her company.
"Not that I care," Serena thought to herself, squaring
her shoulders. She doesn't need the attention of Darien. Why,
he can court the entire women population in this ballroom if
he wanted to, and she wouldn't even care.
Just then, a dashing man with dark brown hair and an
easygoing smile on his face stepped in front of Serena
and bowed.
"Miss, many I say that you are the most beautiful woman
in this room." He took Serena's gloved hand and placed a light
kiss on the back.
"How kind of you to say so," Serena forced a smile and dipped
her head in thank you.
"Will you honor me with this dance?"
Serena was about to decline when Margeria broke in.
"Of course she would, Macus." She looked at Serena with
merciless eyes.
"Child, you have to dance at least once at your own ball."
Earlier on, Margeria had announced to everyone at the
ball that she was going to adopt Serena as her granddaughter.
To say that everyone was surprised was an understatement.
Serena was so shocked. She had known, since Margeria told her,
that a surprise had been planned for her. But this?
This was just too much!
"Serena dear," Margeria broke Serena's thoughts, "Marcus
is waiting!"
Not wanting to disappoint her new "grandmother", and after
all, this is her ball, Serena accepted and was soon enjoying
herself as she was whisked from dancer to dancer. It seemed
that every eligible man had wanted to dance with her, but
feared that she was untouchable. Now, men continued to cut
in to dance with this beautiful and witty woman.
Twirling around, Serena was abruptly aware that another man
had cut in. Laughing from sheer exhilaration, she raised
her eyes and found then captive by intense blue eyes of
Darien. The blue eyes sparked with anger.
"Have you no shame?" Darien hissed, eyes snapping with
barely suppressed fury. "Dancing with just about every
men in this room and showering them with your wanton
smile?"
"You dare judge and lecture me?" Serena retorted, fueled
by the unexpected reprimand and the pent-up emotion
called jealously (thought she won't admit it) that
Darien would dance with so many pretty woman.
"My god woman, have some reservation so you won't
embarrass your grandmother!"
"How dare you speak to me like that? You're the one who's
playing the rake and seducing half the female population
with your smiles and words!"
"I can do whatever the hell I please!"
"Well so can I!" With that, Serena wrenched free from
Darien's grasp and left him standing mouth-open on the
dance floor. She didn't care that the dance had yet to end,
or that gossip and rumors were going to fly the next day.
All she wanted was to get as far away from this stupid and
arrogant man as possible. Lifting the hem of her gown, she
walked calmly over to Margeria, made her excuse, and left
to find the solitary of her room.
____________________________________________________
Once alone in her room, Serena tore off the gown and jumped
into her bed, wrapping the blanket around her quivering
shoulders. She sat there, reflecting how a wonderful day
had gone so bad. The words exchanged by her and Darien
were cruel, hurting. But even while arguing with him,
she still had noticed how perfect she had fit in his arms.
She still noticed how the arms that held her were gentle,
protective, a deep contrast to the anger in the man's voice.
Oh but this was so confusing!
A knock on the door had Serena scrambling for some night
robes.as soon as she was descent, she called out for the
person to come in. They say that misery loves company.
Well, she would like some company to get a load off her
chest.
The door opened and Serena gasped as she saw the person
in the doorway. It was the last person she'd expected.
It was Darien.