What's A Little Pain?
A/N:
Hello all- this is my first attempt at a Sailor Moon fic- so be nice :)
Anyway- if just a fluffy story- Serena/Darien fic- no real meaning to this story- just sappy cuteness
Anyway- I don't own any of the characters or any SM story plots, etc…. blah blah yadda yadda AMEN!
Enjoy- oh and I would like to hear your comments/ideas- so please review!
It was the beginning of another typical day. Serena was late for school and forgot her homework on top of that. She was use to staying after school for detentions. But right after she would always stop off at her favorite place and meet up with friends at the Arcade. It was the best place for chocolate malts and of course the games there. There was only one thing wrong with the Arcade. Well two words exactly- Darien Shields.
He was a smart mouthed, rude, mean… totally gorgeous, single college student…. Did she mention Hot? Serena tried to be nice to him, or avoid him, but somehow she always, always bumped into, ran into, fell into or spilt on the man of every girl's dreams. And when she did, he always picked on her-
'Oh well.' Serena sighed. 'At least he talks to me.' She thought, always the optimist.
She skipped happily towards the Arcade on this seemingly normal Friday afternoon. Detention went by fast- that was a rare treat. She opened the doors to the arcade.
"Hey Serena!" Four girls sitting in a booth greeted her. Serena scouted the area of the arcade as she walked over to the group. She noticed the familiar green jacket sitting over a stool at the counter, but it's owner was no where to be found. Serena was a little saddened about this, but shrugged it off and sat down.
"Hey how was detention?"
"Fine." Serena replied to someone's question.
"Daydreaming of a certain guy?" Raye smirked looking at the papers in Serena's hands. Instead of math equations on the paper, doodles of Serena and a certain dark haired college student were kissing, holding hands and who knew what else Serena was sick enough to dream up.
"Shut up!" Serena said as she folded the papers quickly and shoved them into her pocket. "Hey where's Andrew? I want my chocolate!" She whined.
"He said he's in the back- you better go get him." Mina answered seeing the desperate look on Serena's face.
Serena got up and practically ran to the doors that led to the employee's back room. Andrew didn't mind that Serena and her friends some times came in back, so Serena ran and with much enthusiasm began to throw open the swinging doors.
Just as she pushed them open with all her might she heard a loud 'thud' from the other side of the door. She peeked in and found Andrew's shocked face and Darien on the floor holding his nose. Blood was gushing like water from his covered nose.
"Darien! Are you ok?" Andrew knelt down and offered a towel quickly.
"Oh my God! I'm so Sorry!" Serena said looking terrified. Andrew and Darien looked up and noticed the cause of Darien's nose bleed.
"I didn't know you were coming- I swear- I'm sorry!"
"Don't worry about it Serena, Darien's had worse." Andrew laughed and patted Darien on the back as he helped Darien up.
"Speak for yourself." Darien mumbled walking over to the sink with a blood soaked towel
"There's ice in the fridge Dar- you can handle this right?" Andrew asked seeing customers at the counter.
"Yeah- I got it." Darien said as he assessed the damage in a mirror over the sink.
"Come on Serena- I'll get you your usual. No harm done." Andrew said as he took Serena back out front.
She took her malt and sat back down quietly.
"What was that noise back there?" Lita asked.
"And what's the matter? Usually you are all bubbly after you get chocolate." Amy asked.
Suddenly Darien entered the main area with a towel and ice on his nose. He walked over to his seat and put on his coat.
"Leaving so soon?" Andrew asked with a chuckle. "Let's see it." Darien showed him the damage. It was red and would definitely be black and blue tomorrow. "Ouch."
"Yeah what ever." Darien said- with his nose in that shape his once nice voice sounded quite nasal. Andrew couldn't help but laugh. Darien mumbled some harsh words at Andrew while shoving his books into his bag.
"Ah come on- it's kind of funny."
"What is funny about a broken nose?" Darien growled.
"The way you sound!"
"I have a presentation on tomorrow morning!" Darien sighed. "I'm screwed!" With that he swung his bag over his shoulder and left, with Andrew laughing at him.
Serena felt horrible. He didn't even say anything to her- no comment or even a single insult.
'He must be really mad.' She thought. 'Why do I always act like a dumb… ditz around him? I'm not always like that…' She finished her malt in unusual silence. The other girls noticed her quietness- but they didn't say anything. Instead they enjoyed the silence.
After the afternoon rush was over Andrew came over to the table and brought Serena another malt.
"Hey don't worry about it." He smiled at Serena. "Have a malt- on the house- to cheer you up."
"I feel really bad Andrew. I couldn't accept that." Serena said.
"What did you just say?" Everyone said confused.
"Earth to Serena! You just turned down FREE food! Chocolate Ice cream even!" Raye screamed.
"Ok, tell old Andrew what's wrong." Andrew said as he pulled a chair up to the table and sat with the girls.
After several minutes of silence Serena broke. "I don't know what to do… every time I try to talk to him or do anything I end up hurting him or looking like a complete idiot.." She cried as she took a bite out of the ice cream Andrew brought. It was a subconscious reflex they guessed- her and chocolate.
"He probably thinks I'm some stupid kid… just a dumb blonde ditz." She sniffed in between bites.
"Now come on Serena, you are not just a ditz." Lita said.
"Lita's right," Amy insisted, "You are just accident prone."
"Some how I don't think that will make her feel any better." Andrew said. "You know what- if you feel this bad why don't you go over and see how he's doing?"
"Sure- make me look like a ditzy stalker… beside I don't know where he lives…" Serena frowned.
"Well you could take him…. His disc- he left it here!" Andrew said as he pulled a computer disc from his pocket. "And of course apologize and maybe talk over some ice cream. Secretly I hear Darien is fond of chocolate ice cream." He winked. He took out a piece of paper and wrote down an address. Putting the slip of paper into Serena's hand he got up. "Just wait here- I'll be right back." Andrew jogged to the back room and came back with a small container of chocolate ice cream. "Here you go… just be yourself." Andrew smiled.
"Now?" Serena asked. "You want me to go to his place now?"
"He might need that disc, and you said you wanted to apologize- what better way then to save his butt?" Mina suggested.
"Yeah- I can't, I have to close the shop today. Otherwise I would." Andrew said leaving the booth.
"Will someone come with me?" Serena asked. But everyone had something else to take care of.
"Come on Serena, it's not like he's going to kill you or anything." Amy smiled. "If you want to apologize just go for it.."
The group of girls left Serena to ponder the question. 'Should I or shouldn't I?'
A/N:
Hello all- this is my first attempt at a Sailor Moon fic- so be nice :)
Anyway- if just a fluffy story- Serena/Darien fic- no real meaning to this story- just sappy cuteness
Anyway- I don't own any of the characters or any SM story plots, etc…. blah blah yadda yadda AMEN!
Enjoy- oh and I would like to hear your comments/ideas- so please review!
It was the beginning of another typical day. Serena was late for school and forgot her homework on top of that. She was use to staying after school for detentions. But right after she would always stop off at her favorite place and meet up with friends at the Arcade. It was the best place for chocolate malts and of course the games there. There was only one thing wrong with the Arcade. Well two words exactly- Darien Shields.
He was a smart mouthed, rude, mean… totally gorgeous, single college student…. Did she mention Hot? Serena tried to be nice to him, or avoid him, but somehow she always, always bumped into, ran into, fell into or spilt on the man of every girl's dreams. And when she did, he always picked on her-
'Oh well.' Serena sighed. 'At least he talks to me.' She thought, always the optimist.
She skipped happily towards the Arcade on this seemingly normal Friday afternoon. Detention went by fast- that was a rare treat. She opened the doors to the arcade.
"Hey Serena!" Four girls sitting in a booth greeted her. Serena scouted the area of the arcade as she walked over to the group. She noticed the familiar green jacket sitting over a stool at the counter, but it's owner was no where to be found. Serena was a little saddened about this, but shrugged it off and sat down.
"Hey how was detention?"
"Fine." Serena replied to someone's question.
"Daydreaming of a certain guy?" Raye smirked looking at the papers in Serena's hands. Instead of math equations on the paper, doodles of Serena and a certain dark haired college student were kissing, holding hands and who knew what else Serena was sick enough to dream up.
"Shut up!" Serena said as she folded the papers quickly and shoved them into her pocket. "Hey where's Andrew? I want my chocolate!" She whined.
"He said he's in the back- you better go get him." Mina answered seeing the desperate look on Serena's face.
Serena got up and practically ran to the doors that led to the employee's back room. Andrew didn't mind that Serena and her friends some times came in back, so Serena ran and with much enthusiasm began to throw open the swinging doors.
Just as she pushed them open with all her might she heard a loud 'thud' from the other side of the door. She peeked in and found Andrew's shocked face and Darien on the floor holding his nose. Blood was gushing like water from his covered nose.
"Darien! Are you ok?" Andrew knelt down and offered a towel quickly.
"Oh my God! I'm so Sorry!" Serena said looking terrified. Andrew and Darien looked up and noticed the cause of Darien's nose bleed.
"I didn't know you were coming- I swear- I'm sorry!"
"Don't worry about it Serena, Darien's had worse." Andrew laughed and patted Darien on the back as he helped Darien up.
"Speak for yourself." Darien mumbled walking over to the sink with a blood soaked towel
"There's ice in the fridge Dar- you can handle this right?" Andrew asked seeing customers at the counter.
"Yeah- I got it." Darien said as he assessed the damage in a mirror over the sink.
"Come on Serena- I'll get you your usual. No harm done." Andrew said as he took Serena back out front.
She took her malt and sat back down quietly.
"What was that noise back there?" Lita asked.
"And what's the matter? Usually you are all bubbly after you get chocolate." Amy asked.
Suddenly Darien entered the main area with a towel and ice on his nose. He walked over to his seat and put on his coat.
"Leaving so soon?" Andrew asked with a chuckle. "Let's see it." Darien showed him the damage. It was red and would definitely be black and blue tomorrow. "Ouch."
"Yeah what ever." Darien said- with his nose in that shape his once nice voice sounded quite nasal. Andrew couldn't help but laugh. Darien mumbled some harsh words at Andrew while shoving his books into his bag.
"Ah come on- it's kind of funny."
"What is funny about a broken nose?" Darien growled.
"The way you sound!"
"I have a presentation on tomorrow morning!" Darien sighed. "I'm screwed!" With that he swung his bag over his shoulder and left, with Andrew laughing at him.
Serena felt horrible. He didn't even say anything to her- no comment or even a single insult.
'He must be really mad.' She thought. 'Why do I always act like a dumb… ditz around him? I'm not always like that…' She finished her malt in unusual silence. The other girls noticed her quietness- but they didn't say anything. Instead they enjoyed the silence.
After the afternoon rush was over Andrew came over to the table and brought Serena another malt.
"Hey don't worry about it." He smiled at Serena. "Have a malt- on the house- to cheer you up."
"I feel really bad Andrew. I couldn't accept that." Serena said.
"What did you just say?" Everyone said confused.
"Earth to Serena! You just turned down FREE food! Chocolate Ice cream even!" Raye screamed.
"Ok, tell old Andrew what's wrong." Andrew said as he pulled a chair up to the table and sat with the girls.
After several minutes of silence Serena broke. "I don't know what to do… every time I try to talk to him or do anything I end up hurting him or looking like a complete idiot.." She cried as she took a bite out of the ice cream Andrew brought. It was a subconscious reflex they guessed- her and chocolate.
"He probably thinks I'm some stupid kid… just a dumb blonde ditz." She sniffed in between bites.
"Now come on Serena, you are not just a ditz." Lita said.
"Lita's right," Amy insisted, "You are just accident prone."
"Some how I don't think that will make her feel any better." Andrew said. "You know what- if you feel this bad why don't you go over and see how he's doing?"
"Sure- make me look like a ditzy stalker… beside I don't know where he lives…" Serena frowned.
"Well you could take him…. His disc- he left it here!" Andrew said as he pulled a computer disc from his pocket. "And of course apologize and maybe talk over some ice cream. Secretly I hear Darien is fond of chocolate ice cream." He winked. He took out a piece of paper and wrote down an address. Putting the slip of paper into Serena's hand he got up. "Just wait here- I'll be right back." Andrew jogged to the back room and came back with a small container of chocolate ice cream. "Here you go… just be yourself." Andrew smiled.
"Now?" Serena asked. "You want me to go to his place now?"
"He might need that disc, and you said you wanted to apologize- what better way then to save his butt?" Mina suggested.
"Yeah- I can't, I have to close the shop today. Otherwise I would." Andrew said leaving the booth.
"Will someone come with me?" Serena asked. But everyone had something else to take care of.
"Come on Serena, it's not like he's going to kill you or anything." Amy smiled. "If you want to apologize just go for it.."
The group of girls left Serena to ponder the question. 'Should I or shouldn't I?'