8 Things I Hate About You
Chapter 3
By: Lady of Silver
Vooley@Defiantchild.com
Standard disclaimor. I do not own Sailor Moon.
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Dinner was terrible, yet she smiled all the way through. Her mother
looked ammused to say the least, as if she would burst out laughing
if Serenity so much as dropped a butter knife. Many times she was
elbowed by Mina, which soon annoyed her so much, that she was
forced to move her chair. After dinner, the men retired to her
father's den, where she knew they would be discussing the wedding
and herself. She did not, however, so much as glance at Darien,
for fear of bursting into tears and fleeing from the room.
Any sign of emotion, and her mother would win. She had always
known her mother was different. She was entirly too materialistic,
while Serenity cared nothing of richest and that sort. She took a
deeper look, and searched in their souls, while her mother
took a look at their attire. All through dinner, her face had
remained stoical, and she was suddenly very tired. Fighting to
keep her emotions checked was a hard thing to do. Mina, Lita and
Raye left shortly after dinner, and she was left alone with
the lions. She waved the girls off, and even followed them to
their carriages, wanting to savor their presence. Lita and Mina
left together, but Raye lingered behind, for it was dark, and she
had only ridden her horse unaccompanied.
"Serenity, I know this wasn't what you wanted." Raye finally
sighed, as they walked in the gardens. Serenity kept her head
bowed.
"It's all my mother's fault." She muttered.
"Oh Serenity, I'm very sorry. If I had known, I would have
tried to put a stop to it. You know I would." Raye gasped,
holding her dear friend by the arms. Serenity looked up, and
managed a half hearted smile. Inside, she felt defeated, yet
her mind was still fighting, trying to think of some way out.
"Oh Raye, what shall I do?" she cried, hugging her.
"Shh. It'll be alright Sere, he's not really that bad.
You'll see." Raye tried her best to soothe her friend, yet
she felt helpless at the same time. They heard a noise.
"Serenity, Raye, where are you?" came Darien's voice.
Serenity gasped.
"It's my turncoat of a cousin." Raye muttered. Just last
night she had been discussing Serenitiy with him, and he had
expressed his sympathy for her, for her lack of love, now he
had forced her into a marraige neither of them had really
wanted. Serenity stepped away.
"I'm not here. Meet me out in the woods, after you lose him.
You know where." Serenity whispered, and drew the hood of her cloak
over her head. With that, she waved slightly, and dissappeared
into the darkness of the garden. Raye pulled her shawl around her
shoulders, as the night air blew past her, easily threading through
her light dress.
"Raye, I brought your cloak for you. Where's Serenity?" he asked
as he drapped the warm red velvet cloak about he shoulders.
"Serenity? Oh, she's not here." Raye replied, giving him the
cold shoulder.
"Well, then were is she?" Darien asked, not about to be snubbed.
"Why do you care?" Raye asked, kneeling down to pick a rose.
The Patronal roses were famous. Everyone wanted them. Almost 75%
of their enormous gardens were of roses. They were an aray of colors.
White, pink, soft orange, deep purple, blood red, any kind possible
were grown here. Only she knew that Serenity was the one who took
care of them. Serenity had caught the gardener pulling up a few
roots and had litterally chased him out, swearing he would be fired.
So he was, and a new gardener was hired. Serenity set boundries,
of what he could and couldn't do in the gardens. The red and white
roses were left to the care of her, while the rest was his job.
"Damnit Raye. Just tell me where she is." came Darien's frustrated
response. She stood and turned to him.
"Hold out your hand." she told him. He did as asked. She placed the
rose in his palm.
"What's this about?" Darien asked.
"It's Serenity's. And in a way, it are just like her. Beautiful to
look at, as the beauty she posesses, yet thorns, like I believe you
called it, her sharp tongue." He winced at the remembrance.
"Raye, just please, please tell me where she is." Darien sighed.
Raye looked at him with sad eyes.
"I can't tell you." she replied and walked away, back toward the
house.
Darien sighed frustrated and took a seat on the bench that was
close by. He ran a hand through his hair, one of his favorite things
to do when he was troubled, angry, or frustrated. After a few minutes
had passed, he heard footsteps. Quiet footsteps, but he could hear the distinct
'click click' of a woman's shoes on the cement pathway. Serenity's
mother appeared, looking around. She smiled slightly and flipped her hair.
Darien realized he was completely enveleope in the shadows, and could
not be seen.
"Stupid girl. Running off when her new husband is looking for her.
I thought she had more strength than that. She didn't cry over Richard,
when I asked Beryl to separate them permanently." he heard Isabelle
Patronal sigh. Something clicked in his brain. Richard, Beryl, the
summer princess becoming the ice queen. All had been gossip a few
years ago, that he had listened to, when he was young enough to
care what other young people did and talked about. Now he had his
circle, and that's all he needed and wanted. It finally snapped into
place. Serenity had been the summer princess, but when Beryl had
interferred with her and Richard, Serenity had been heartbroken
and vowed never to love a man again. He knew he must be exagerating,
yet did not know how very close to the truth he had come. He was
brought from his thoughts once again when Isabella's scream pierced
the air. "Serenity!"
A gentle "Coming" was Serenity's response. Serenity appeared as if
by magic, her head bowed obediently.
"That's more like it." her mother mused, circling her.
"Mother, I wish to discuss this matter with you and father."
"There is no discussion." Isabella's cold voice replied, as
she grabbed roughly onto Serenity's hair, pulling her head back.
Serenity uttered a small cry of pain. Darien sharply drew a breath,
but dared not step in. "You're going to marry Darien, if it takes
everything I've got. How stupid you were. That stupid fool Richard
didn't want you, so you swore off men. Froze your heart did you?"
she smirked, pulling sharply on the golden locks Darien was convinced
were so soft, they had to be made of pure silk.
"Mother, please-" she was silenced with another pull of her hair.
"It's final. There's nothing you can do about it, so don't even
try. Darien's mother is quite happy. You've managed to work your way
into Darien's life wether you intended to or not, and you're stuck
there. You'll become his wife, and finally learn your place in
society." with that, her mother pushed her, and she fell to the
ground with a small cry. He watched as Isabella straightened
her skirts and left, before he turned his attention back to Serenity.
She had pulled herself up, and was now sitting on the rim of the
fountain, her head in her hands. He silently rose, and approached,
careful not to be heard. He bent down and placed a comforting hand
on her shoulder. She turned so sharply with surprise, she fell backward,
and Darien barely caught her just in time. She would have fallen into the
icy water.
"Serenity, I've been meaning to talk to you." he said as she
struggled to get out of his grasp. Finally, she suceeded, and he
had to wrap a strong arm around her waist to catch her.
"Let...me....go!" she twisted and turned. He brought his
other arm around her also, completely trapping her.
"Serenity, my hands are not fire. They won't burn you."
he whispered in her ear. Finally after a few minutes, she gave
up. The day's events had taken it's toll on her, and she was now
fully worn out.
"What could you possible want to talk about now? You've already
managed to take my life from my grasp. Are you going to try and reduce
me to some slip of a girl?" her words came in a soft voice showing
she understood her fate, but was not yet about to go along without a
fight. That was it. He simply let go, turned, and walked away. She
stood there, puzzled for a few moments, until she too headed back to
the house. Her meeting with Raye in the forest was completely forgotten,
but it didn't matter. Raye was sitting on the front porch when she arrived
back at the house.
"I was just waiting for you. I'm going home in a few minutes, so I
won't see you for about a month."
"Why so long?" Serenity inquired.
"Chad and I are going on a slight vacation, sort of. He's got some
business in Paris, and I'm going along."
"But, you'll be back in time for the-" Serenity could bring herself to
finish the sentence. It was too hard to form the words.
"Of course. I wouldn't miss it for the world." Raye laughed and hugged
her. With that, she got into the carriage where the Franklins were waiting.
She waved them off and went into the house. After climbing the stairs,
she padded softly across the hardwood floors and to her room, closing the
doors silently behind her. She proceeded to dress for bed after she closed her
curtains. Her head was sore as she brushed out her hair, but she kept a
blank face, vacant of anything, with the exception of her eyes, which showed
pain and fire. Suddenly, she dropped her brush.
'I'll play them all for fools. I'll marry him, and then maybe, just maybe
he'll realize it was a mistake, and we'll get a divorce.' she didn't understand
how ludicrous her thoughts seemed, for her usually sharp mind had been in a
tumble since the Franklins had arrived. She drifted asleep with only one thing
on her mind. 'I'll show them.'
*******Franklins' Mansion*******
Darien took another drink of his scotch, then looked up to his friend. He grinned
slightly, seeing the look of utter surprise and sheer jealousy that was on Micheal's
face.
"Are you serious? You've managed to capture the Ice Queen's heart?"
"I suppose. She's still got that temper though."
"She'll never lose that my friend." came Andrew's voice. Darien and Micheal
looked over to the door to see Andrew Mitchelson.
"Andrew, we weren't aware you had arrived." Darien's grin turned immediately
into a smile. He motioned for Andrew to sit, and he did so.
"What's that you say?" Micheal asked, then took a drink of his scotch as well.
"I say that my dear Serenity will never lose her temper. It's like waiting for
the sun to burn out." Andrew replied as he poured himself a drink.
"Maybe Darien'll be the one to tame the shrew." Micheal laughed. Darien grinned
and shook his head.
"Watch out Darien. I know my cousin. If you think you've captured her, you'll
be greatly mistaken." Andrew said and took a drink.
"But that's just it. I haven't. It wasn't even us who decided to get married.
Her nosey mother-"
"Isabella opened her trap did she?" Andrew interrupted. Darien nodded and continued.
"Isabella told my mother that Serenity had agreed to marry me finally. I hadn't
even asked her. You should have seen the look on my mother's face. I couldn't bare to
tell her the truth. And when we arrived at the Patronal mansion, and she hugged Serenity
and told her how happy she was, Serenity looked so confused. Her face went pale, and I
thought she was going to tell my mother the truth, but she didn't."
"I see. So Serenity did think of her." Micheal nodded.
"She looked up at me and I saw pity in her eyes. I knew she felt sorry for my
mother."
"So you don't think she'll spill the beans?" Micheal asked.
"I don't think she'd do that, no." Andrew replied before Darien could. "She has
too good a heart to hurt anyone really. It's just guys' feelings she doesn't care much
about."
"Why is that? From what I hear, she used to be a real nice girl." Micheal inquired.
Andrew looked uneasy.
"There's more, and it'll probably explain that." Darien answered. Andrew looked at
him qustioningly, and he continued. I was out looking for Serenity and Raye after dinner,
because they had gone to the gardens to talk, and I only found Raye. I gave her her coat,
and asked her where Serenity was. She just handed me a rose, and spoke a few meaningless
things, then refused to tell me and walked away. I sat down on a nearby bench, and Isabella
came. She didn't see me, because it was dark, and I was hidden in the shadows. She started
to talk to herself, then screamed for Serenity. When she came, they had a small arguement,
and Serenity got her hair pulled several times."
"Isabella always was cruel to her. I don't understand it myself." Andrew mused.
"Before she yelled for Serenity though, she muttered something about how she didn't cry
over Richard when she had Beryl separate them permanently."
Andrew inhaled sharply.
"She said that?" he asked, his eyes wide.
"Who's Richard?" Micheal asked confused.
"That's what I'd like to know too." Darien said.
"Richard was Serenity's fiance'. He proposed to her, and then less than 5 minutes later
Beryl showed up and told Serenity to stay away from him, because he was her man, and if she
didn't, she'd kill her herself. Serenity was in love him so much, and it hurt her. She thought
he had cheated on her, which in truth, he had been." Darien and Micheal stared at him
not quite believing what Andrew told them.
"Beryl. Marissa Beryl?" Darien asked. Andrew nodded.
"The one and only."
"Woah, that's weird." Micheal shook his head and sat down. Darien and Andrew looked
at him confused.
"Why is it weird?"
"Marissa Beryl married Richard Roegun about two years ago."
"About the same time the ice queen made her presence known." Darien nodded.
"We mustn't let Serenity know we know." Andrew suddenly told them.
"But, I understand her better know, and maybe if she knew I knew, she'd be a little
nicer."
"Darien, it'd humiliate her." Andrew replied, and Darien knew the little arguement
was over.
"Well, I must be going now. Mina will be quite upset if I don't come home soon."
Andrew said as he stood.
"Speaking of wives, how is the little blonde?" Micheal asked. Andrew sighed.
"Ahh. Wearing you out is she?" Darien grinned and slapped him on the back. Andrew
chuckled.
"No no. I'm affraid I've met my match." he replied. "Bye guys." with that, he left.
"I suppose I'll be going as well." Micheal said. Darien said his goodbyes, and after
escorting them to the door, he went up to his room.
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Chapter 3
By: Lady of Silver
Vooley@Defiantchild.com
Standard disclaimor. I do not own Sailor Moon.
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Dinner was terrible, yet she smiled all the way through. Her mother
looked ammused to say the least, as if she would burst out laughing
if Serenity so much as dropped a butter knife. Many times she was
elbowed by Mina, which soon annoyed her so much, that she was
forced to move her chair. After dinner, the men retired to her
father's den, where she knew they would be discussing the wedding
and herself. She did not, however, so much as glance at Darien,
for fear of bursting into tears and fleeing from the room.
Any sign of emotion, and her mother would win. She had always
known her mother was different. She was entirly too materialistic,
while Serenity cared nothing of richest and that sort. She took a
deeper look, and searched in their souls, while her mother
took a look at their attire. All through dinner, her face had
remained stoical, and she was suddenly very tired. Fighting to
keep her emotions checked was a hard thing to do. Mina, Lita and
Raye left shortly after dinner, and she was left alone with
the lions. She waved the girls off, and even followed them to
their carriages, wanting to savor their presence. Lita and Mina
left together, but Raye lingered behind, for it was dark, and she
had only ridden her horse unaccompanied.
"Serenity, I know this wasn't what you wanted." Raye finally
sighed, as they walked in the gardens. Serenity kept her head
bowed.
"It's all my mother's fault." She muttered.
"Oh Serenity, I'm very sorry. If I had known, I would have
tried to put a stop to it. You know I would." Raye gasped,
holding her dear friend by the arms. Serenity looked up, and
managed a half hearted smile. Inside, she felt defeated, yet
her mind was still fighting, trying to think of some way out.
"Oh Raye, what shall I do?" she cried, hugging her.
"Shh. It'll be alright Sere, he's not really that bad.
You'll see." Raye tried her best to soothe her friend, yet
she felt helpless at the same time. They heard a noise.
"Serenity, Raye, where are you?" came Darien's voice.
Serenity gasped.
"It's my turncoat of a cousin." Raye muttered. Just last
night she had been discussing Serenitiy with him, and he had
expressed his sympathy for her, for her lack of love, now he
had forced her into a marraige neither of them had really
wanted. Serenity stepped away.
"I'm not here. Meet me out in the woods, after you lose him.
You know where." Serenity whispered, and drew the hood of her cloak
over her head. With that, she waved slightly, and dissappeared
into the darkness of the garden. Raye pulled her shawl around her
shoulders, as the night air blew past her, easily threading through
her light dress.
"Raye, I brought your cloak for you. Where's Serenity?" he asked
as he drapped the warm red velvet cloak about he shoulders.
"Serenity? Oh, she's not here." Raye replied, giving him the
cold shoulder.
"Well, then were is she?" Darien asked, not about to be snubbed.
"Why do you care?" Raye asked, kneeling down to pick a rose.
The Patronal roses were famous. Everyone wanted them. Almost 75%
of their enormous gardens were of roses. They were an aray of colors.
White, pink, soft orange, deep purple, blood red, any kind possible
were grown here. Only she knew that Serenity was the one who took
care of them. Serenity had caught the gardener pulling up a few
roots and had litterally chased him out, swearing he would be fired.
So he was, and a new gardener was hired. Serenity set boundries,
of what he could and couldn't do in the gardens. The red and white
roses were left to the care of her, while the rest was his job.
"Damnit Raye. Just tell me where she is." came Darien's frustrated
response. She stood and turned to him.
"Hold out your hand." she told him. He did as asked. She placed the
rose in his palm.
"What's this about?" Darien asked.
"It's Serenity's. And in a way, it are just like her. Beautiful to
look at, as the beauty she posesses, yet thorns, like I believe you
called it, her sharp tongue." He winced at the remembrance.
"Raye, just please, please tell me where she is." Darien sighed.
Raye looked at him with sad eyes.
"I can't tell you." she replied and walked away, back toward the
house.
Darien sighed frustrated and took a seat on the bench that was
close by. He ran a hand through his hair, one of his favorite things
to do when he was troubled, angry, or frustrated. After a few minutes
had passed, he heard footsteps. Quiet footsteps, but he could hear the distinct
'click click' of a woman's shoes on the cement pathway. Serenity's
mother appeared, looking around. She smiled slightly and flipped her hair.
Darien realized he was completely enveleope in the shadows, and could
not be seen.
"Stupid girl. Running off when her new husband is looking for her.
I thought she had more strength than that. She didn't cry over Richard,
when I asked Beryl to separate them permanently." he heard Isabelle
Patronal sigh. Something clicked in his brain. Richard, Beryl, the
summer princess becoming the ice queen. All had been gossip a few
years ago, that he had listened to, when he was young enough to
care what other young people did and talked about. Now he had his
circle, and that's all he needed and wanted. It finally snapped into
place. Serenity had been the summer princess, but when Beryl had
interferred with her and Richard, Serenity had been heartbroken
and vowed never to love a man again. He knew he must be exagerating,
yet did not know how very close to the truth he had come. He was
brought from his thoughts once again when Isabella's scream pierced
the air. "Serenity!"
A gentle "Coming" was Serenity's response. Serenity appeared as if
by magic, her head bowed obediently.
"That's more like it." her mother mused, circling her.
"Mother, I wish to discuss this matter with you and father."
"There is no discussion." Isabella's cold voice replied, as
she grabbed roughly onto Serenity's hair, pulling her head back.
Serenity uttered a small cry of pain. Darien sharply drew a breath,
but dared not step in. "You're going to marry Darien, if it takes
everything I've got. How stupid you were. That stupid fool Richard
didn't want you, so you swore off men. Froze your heart did you?"
she smirked, pulling sharply on the golden locks Darien was convinced
were so soft, they had to be made of pure silk.
"Mother, please-" she was silenced with another pull of her hair.
"It's final. There's nothing you can do about it, so don't even
try. Darien's mother is quite happy. You've managed to work your way
into Darien's life wether you intended to or not, and you're stuck
there. You'll become his wife, and finally learn your place in
society." with that, her mother pushed her, and she fell to the
ground with a small cry. He watched as Isabella straightened
her skirts and left, before he turned his attention back to Serenity.
She had pulled herself up, and was now sitting on the rim of the
fountain, her head in her hands. He silently rose, and approached,
careful not to be heard. He bent down and placed a comforting hand
on her shoulder. She turned so sharply with surprise, she fell backward,
and Darien barely caught her just in time. She would have fallen into the
icy water.
"Serenity, I've been meaning to talk to you." he said as she
struggled to get out of his grasp. Finally, she suceeded, and he
had to wrap a strong arm around her waist to catch her.
"Let...me....go!" she twisted and turned. He brought his
other arm around her also, completely trapping her.
"Serenity, my hands are not fire. They won't burn you."
he whispered in her ear. Finally after a few minutes, she gave
up. The day's events had taken it's toll on her, and she was now
fully worn out.
"What could you possible want to talk about now? You've already
managed to take my life from my grasp. Are you going to try and reduce
me to some slip of a girl?" her words came in a soft voice showing
she understood her fate, but was not yet about to go along without a
fight. That was it. He simply let go, turned, and walked away. She
stood there, puzzled for a few moments, until she too headed back to
the house. Her meeting with Raye in the forest was completely forgotten,
but it didn't matter. Raye was sitting on the front porch when she arrived
back at the house.
"I was just waiting for you. I'm going home in a few minutes, so I
won't see you for about a month."
"Why so long?" Serenity inquired.
"Chad and I are going on a slight vacation, sort of. He's got some
business in Paris, and I'm going along."
"But, you'll be back in time for the-" Serenity could bring herself to
finish the sentence. It was too hard to form the words.
"Of course. I wouldn't miss it for the world." Raye laughed and hugged
her. With that, she got into the carriage where the Franklins were waiting.
She waved them off and went into the house. After climbing the stairs,
she padded softly across the hardwood floors and to her room, closing the
doors silently behind her. She proceeded to dress for bed after she closed her
curtains. Her head was sore as she brushed out her hair, but she kept a
blank face, vacant of anything, with the exception of her eyes, which showed
pain and fire. Suddenly, she dropped her brush.
'I'll play them all for fools. I'll marry him, and then maybe, just maybe
he'll realize it was a mistake, and we'll get a divorce.' she didn't understand
how ludicrous her thoughts seemed, for her usually sharp mind had been in a
tumble since the Franklins had arrived. She drifted asleep with only one thing
on her mind. 'I'll show them.'
*******Franklins' Mansion*******
Darien took another drink of his scotch, then looked up to his friend. He grinned
slightly, seeing the look of utter surprise and sheer jealousy that was on Micheal's
face.
"Are you serious? You've managed to capture the Ice Queen's heart?"
"I suppose. She's still got that temper though."
"She'll never lose that my friend." came Andrew's voice. Darien and Micheal
looked over to the door to see Andrew Mitchelson.
"Andrew, we weren't aware you had arrived." Darien's grin turned immediately
into a smile. He motioned for Andrew to sit, and he did so.
"What's that you say?" Micheal asked, then took a drink of his scotch as well.
"I say that my dear Serenity will never lose her temper. It's like waiting for
the sun to burn out." Andrew replied as he poured himself a drink.
"Maybe Darien'll be the one to tame the shrew." Micheal laughed. Darien grinned
and shook his head.
"Watch out Darien. I know my cousin. If you think you've captured her, you'll
be greatly mistaken." Andrew said and took a drink.
"But that's just it. I haven't. It wasn't even us who decided to get married.
Her nosey mother-"
"Isabella opened her trap did she?" Andrew interrupted. Darien nodded and continued.
"Isabella told my mother that Serenity had agreed to marry me finally. I hadn't
even asked her. You should have seen the look on my mother's face. I couldn't bare to
tell her the truth. And when we arrived at the Patronal mansion, and she hugged Serenity
and told her how happy she was, Serenity looked so confused. Her face went pale, and I
thought she was going to tell my mother the truth, but she didn't."
"I see. So Serenity did think of her." Micheal nodded.
"She looked up at me and I saw pity in her eyes. I knew she felt sorry for my
mother."
"So you don't think she'll spill the beans?" Micheal asked.
"I don't think she'd do that, no." Andrew replied before Darien could. "She has
too good a heart to hurt anyone really. It's just guys' feelings she doesn't care much
about."
"Why is that? From what I hear, she used to be a real nice girl." Micheal inquired.
Andrew looked uneasy.
"There's more, and it'll probably explain that." Darien answered. Andrew looked at
him qustioningly, and he continued. I was out looking for Serenity and Raye after dinner,
because they had gone to the gardens to talk, and I only found Raye. I gave her her coat,
and asked her where Serenity was. She just handed me a rose, and spoke a few meaningless
things, then refused to tell me and walked away. I sat down on a nearby bench, and Isabella
came. She didn't see me, because it was dark, and I was hidden in the shadows. She started
to talk to herself, then screamed for Serenity. When she came, they had a small arguement,
and Serenity got her hair pulled several times."
"Isabella always was cruel to her. I don't understand it myself." Andrew mused.
"Before she yelled for Serenity though, she muttered something about how she didn't cry
over Richard when she had Beryl separate them permanently."
Andrew inhaled sharply.
"She said that?" he asked, his eyes wide.
"Who's Richard?" Micheal asked confused.
"That's what I'd like to know too." Darien said.
"Richard was Serenity's fiance'. He proposed to her, and then less than 5 minutes later
Beryl showed up and told Serenity to stay away from him, because he was her man, and if she
didn't, she'd kill her herself. Serenity was in love him so much, and it hurt her. She thought
he had cheated on her, which in truth, he had been." Darien and Micheal stared at him
not quite believing what Andrew told them.
"Beryl. Marissa Beryl?" Darien asked. Andrew nodded.
"The one and only."
"Woah, that's weird." Micheal shook his head and sat down. Darien and Andrew looked
at him confused.
"Why is it weird?"
"Marissa Beryl married Richard Roegun about two years ago."
"About the same time the ice queen made her presence known." Darien nodded.
"We mustn't let Serenity know we know." Andrew suddenly told them.
"But, I understand her better know, and maybe if she knew I knew, she'd be a little
nicer."
"Darien, it'd humiliate her." Andrew replied, and Darien knew the little arguement
was over.
"Well, I must be going now. Mina will be quite upset if I don't come home soon."
Andrew said as he stood.
"Speaking of wives, how is the little blonde?" Micheal asked. Andrew sighed.
"Ahh. Wearing you out is she?" Darien grinned and slapped him on the back. Andrew
chuckled.
"No no. I'm affraid I've met my match." he replied. "Bye guys." with that, he left.
"I suppose I'll be going as well." Micheal said. Darien said his goodbyes, and after
escorting them to the door, he went up to his room.
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What do you think? Comments are very much appreciated. Thanx to everyone who filled
out a review. Oh.....but what's a tensai? Ohwell......you can get back to me on that.
My e-mail address is at the top of the page. I do apologize for the shortness
of this chapter. I'll try to make them longer. My goal is to get atleast
one chapter posted a week, if not 2. I'm trying, but sometimes I just lose the
events I have planned to happen in the story, and really don't have a basic outline of
how I want the story to go.
