A.N.: Hey everybody! I'm back! The exams have been hard and I didn't really do too well on them. But oh well, I can't care less since it's the end of the school year! Oh yeah! Two months of nothing but just hanging out and writing this story. I guess that since school is out I will try to update at lest once every week. It usually takes me two days to write a chapter+edit it. I guess that I have not written for quite a while now and I am a little rusty. So this next chapter might not be so good, so please don't flame me. Well you can, if you put it in a nice way that I probably won't figure out. But that's the only way! This next chapter is completely dedicated to DDRD. Thanks S* for motivating me to write this even thought your motivation was a way of bugging the hell out of me! And thanks to flowergirl for helping me brainstorm. You guys are the best!!!!

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The La Morte

Who knew that shopping for just the right outfit could be so dam hard? Well, certainly not me! See, being Serena La Morte, I usually buy top quality clothes designed especially for me from world famous fashion designers. I had everything specially made, from my business suits to my undergarments. I think that my wardrobe alone cost a large fortune. But hey, you might as well enjoy the benefits if you are going to be the leader of one of the largest Mafia gangs in the world. You have no idea how tiresome this job can be, which bring me back to the point of why I am even shopping for myself in the first place.

You see, the reason that I am in this situation in the first place is because Seiya Kou called me yesterday. Personally, I think that it is kind of too soon since we have only met two days ago, but apparently this whole dating thing is all knew for him, so I decided to cut the rookie a brake. Figures that a guy as charming and successful as him would not even need to take a woman out on a date before getting them to bed. I can tell that he is the kind of guy who women all fawn on, which makes it pretty hard for him to stay humble. Anyway, since he was new at this, he had no idea how to properly ask a girl out, so after ten minutes of some pointless boring small chatter he finally worked up the courage to muster the simple question. He asked me if I wanted to have dinner with him and maybe afterwards take a walk in the park. I tried not to snicker over the phone at how pathetic he sounded. The feeling of suppressed laughter feels horrible but I had to. I kept reminding myself that I was Usagi Tsukino, the nerd that no guy ever talked to, so naturally a guy like him asking me out would send me to a shock. I still must say, I am pretty proud of myself for acting so shocked and pathetic over the phone. I think that I gave him the clear idea that Usagi Tsukino had never gone on a date before and I think that he bought it pretty well. Man, I love myself.

Now, ladies and gentlemen, this brings me back to the original point: why would I even want to go out with Seiya Kou, the man who is in charge of hunting me down? Well, simple! Going out with him will give me a great advantage. I could most definitely use the personal stuff that he says on our date against him in later on. In a way, its like being a spy in the FBI and the best part is he will never find out! I know that it's cruel for playing with a man's heart, but hey, I'm a heartless killer, remember?

So now I am shopping for just the right outfit to wear on our date. I want something that will show me as both innocent and sexy. An angel and a seductress. Like fire and ice all rolled into one. This is definitely going to be a challenge. I can't have this outfit customly made because

The designers have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about They have no idea how to make it By the time they make it ship it here it will be too late.

So I'm kind of out of luck on this one. Mina and Rei offered to help me but they had to leave. They had arrived the day after the big incident with Lance Jordan. Kind of too late, don't you think? Apparently they had trouble with the US air security so they had to fight their way over here. I guess that I did manage OK without them. But the very next day of their arrival, when we were just about to go shopping for my mysterious outfit, they got called back to headquarters for an emergency. It seems like we are having major trouble with our drug shipments in Russia. Now that's a big country and we can't afford to lose our business there. So that afternoon Mina and Rei had to fly all the way to Russia to get the situation under control. This sucks! Being the leader, I can't go anywhere but stay low in Japan. This sucks shit! Where did all my free will go? And aren't they supposed to be the ones listening to me, not the other way around? The word "overprotective" of my life comes into mind.

I've been walking around this crowded mall for hours and still have not found anything. Calling Lita and Ami to come with me would have been more fun, but what was I supposed to tell them? Yeah, I'm shopping for a dress that will totally seduce a man 8 years older than me? As if!

OUCH! I fell right on my ass. I think that I bumped into something hard. No wait, I think that it's a person. I guess that it serves me right for not watching out for where I am going.

"I-I'm so sorry mister" I quickly apologized as I took the hand that was offered to me. It was both hard and gentle as it pulled me up from my spot on the floor. As I looked up at the person whom the warm hand belonged to, my breath stopped in my lungs. My cerulean blue clashed with his midnight blue. I was staring right at the handsome Darien Shields!

The crush of my life glanced back at me with a warm smile on his god-like face. It was all I could do to not fall again right then and there. He was just so dam irresistible. I could just picture his broad tanned chest that was simply breathtaking. I imagined myself trailing kisses down his neck and-wait! What am I thinking! I scolded myself for having these kinds of thoughts. I was Serena La Morte! I don't fawn over guys! This is definitely not good!

"Are you OK Usagi?" he asked with worry written all over his sexy face. He was staring into my eyes. He looked at them carefully and began to inspect them. Why would he do that? Shit! Then it hit me! I forgot to wear my contacts! Fuck! This is what I get for net being prepared! The day that I forget to wear my contacts is the day that I bump into Darien. Just great!

"I-I'm fine, thank you" I tried to reply as calmly as possible. I was a nervous wreck right now but took great care as to not show it. He continued on to look at me with suspicion.

"Usagi, didn't you have brown eyes the last time we met?" he asked with puzzlement.

"Y-yeah. But my eyes change color, so it must have changed from brown to blue over the holidays." If he bought that then he must be a total moron because it is virtually impossible for a person's eyes to change from a chestnut brown to a clear light blue in such a short time. Impossible!

"But we've been out of school only for five days and I never noticed them change during the school year" he responded with suspicion.

"Then we have obviously not known each other long enough for you to notice!" I snapped back. I stopped myself before my temper began to take total control of my mind. Despite the fact that Darien was incredibly hot, he was really staring to get on my nerves with all these questions.

"But we've know each other since freshman year" protested Darien.

"Well, we didn't hang out so you couldn't have noticed. You know, for a jock you are asking an awfully lot of questions." I responded with a stern voice that made him back down immediately. This is one of the qualities that I admired about Serena La Morte. She always had the ability to end a conversation without any more questions asked.

"OK! OK! Calm down Usagi! I was just concerned about you, didn't mean to piss you off or anything." Darien cried out as he threw his hands up in defense.

"I bet you are" I murmured under my breath as I gave him one of my infamous cold glares. He obviously didn't hear me as he continued on to smile at me.

"So what are you doing here Usagi? Shopping for anything in particular or just hanging around?" he asked in an attempt to make conversation.

"I'm just looking around and will be leaving right now since its getting dark outside. Bye." I replied in a cold tone as I began to walk away from him. He might have been the crush of my life but I was not as desperate as to openly walk into his trap. Well, I don't officially know what he is planning but it can't be good. Popular people are not supposed to be nice to outcasts. That's the rule of the school and I have no doubt that he and all his buddies follow it.

"No, wait Usagi! How about I give you a ride home?" he offered as he quickly cached up to me.

"Why?" I asked, eyeing him with suspicion.

"Because its dark outside and you know that Tokyo gets dangerous after dark with all those gangs hanging around." He answered with a full explanation. Man, he's really been thinking this answer through, well let's see how he does on the next one.

"Why would you care?" I asked as I crossed my arms in a show of amusement.

"Because I'm your friend and friends should care what happens to each other"

"You know, that sound really cheesy and since when were we ever friends?" I responded with amusement clearly heard in my tone. For a school outcast, I should be more than proud of myself. I just made the most popular guy in school look like a total fool. I see that all this time I spent in the mall today wasn't a total waste.

"We were always friends, it's just that we didn't hang out that often. But today is the perfect opportunity for us to catch up" he replied with a blush. Man, the guy was one hard dude to ditch.

"OK, lets catch up right now. For the last two and a half years you've been hanging with your buddies and dating all the girls in the school while I was getting made fun off and making good grades. There happy now?" I reported with an emotionless voice that didn't indicate any embarrassment on my part. But it sure turned his face red. The great Darien Shields blushing. That's a first.

"N-No Usagi, I mean get to know each other better" he replied with a soft voice.

"Will that get you to leave me alone?" I asked with annoyance. Who would have thought that a geek would ever dare ask Darien Shields to get lost? In fact, who would have thought that anyone would ask him to get lost? It just wasn't done!

"No, but what will is if you let me give you a ride home" he answered with a grin, the blush completely gone from his face in a matter of seconds. He was back in the game.

"Fine" I breathed out with defeat as I rolled my eyes "if it'll get you to leave me alone than I will take you up on that offer."

"Great!" Darien's face lit up as he smiled, showing a row of perfect white teeth. God, did this guy have any flaws at all? I'm definitely not going to survive this car ride with him. But I had to, for my dignity.

"OK then, right this way Miss Tsukino" he spoke in a gentleman like tone as he motioned his hand to the large glass doors of the mall.

"Wait, how did you know my last name?" I asked with suspicion.

"The year book" he answered simply with a smile and a wink. He then motioned for me to follow him.

"Alright then" I sighed. That sounded reasonable enough, although I was more than surprised to know that he even looked at my picture. He probably knew my name because he got it mixed up with some other girl beside me that he was temporarily interested in. Yeah, or else why would he even look at my picture?

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"Oh Diamond, I want you more than life itself….. " moaned Serena as Diamond started trailing kisses of longing down her neck. She buried a hand in Diamond's white mane as he began to go lower.

"Take me Diamond. I want to be yours forever " Serena whispered with desire clearly shown in her eyes. Diamond did not need another invitation as he quickly ripped off her clothes and threw them carelessly across the room, but he was not prepared for what he will see next. He saw the vision of sheer beauty.

She was perfect. No, she was beyond perfect. She was a goddess. A seductress that looked both sexy and innocent. An angel that fell from heaven. The object of any man's desire. As she stood there naked with all her glory, the sight was even tempting enough to turn a gay man straight.

Diamond breathed out the breath that he has been holding in his lungs for so long and slowed down his fast beating heart. He willed his body to move slowly instead of just running to her and devouring her whole. He had to maintain total control or there's no telling how far he is going to go. He began advancing towards her one step at a time. He began to rip his own clothes off and threw them on top of hers. This was going to be a night to remember.

At last, after an eternity, he has finally reached her. They were both now naked and ready for hot passionate lovemaking. Diamond's heart almost leaped out of his throat as she slowly reached out and put her small, soft and delicate hand on his chest. Her simple touch could just drive him to insanity. No, the simple sight of her was enough to drive him crazy. Diamond longed to feel her soft skin pressed against his and wondered how her breasts would mold fittingly in his hands. She advanced towards him, closing the gap between them. She pressed her breasts against his chest. Diamond moaned out loud. He felt his groin tighten. He slowly lowered his head to meet her lips. They looked as soft as rose pedals. His mouth ached to taste them. He lowered his head even more. His lips were centimeters away from hers. He leaned forward and then-

Beep! Beep! Beep!

The sound of the alarm clock brought him back to reality. The reality that he now loathed. The reality where she was not with him.

Diamond abruptly sat up in bed with cold sweat running cross his forehead. His breath was ragged and he sucked in air to calm his beating heart.

"Shit! Another dream about her" choked out Diamond. He looked at the clock on the nightstand beside his large elegant four poster bed. It read 5:30. Time for him to meet up with his spy in the La Morte.

'The man better have some valuable news for him to wake me up from this dream' thought Diamond with a deep frown. 'If I don't find Serena La Morte soon he is going to receive the worst torture possible, although it can't possibly be any worse than mine'

Diamond's P.O.V.

What's wrong with me? Why do I let her hold such control over me? It has already been 3 weeks since we last met and yet she is still embedded in my mind. I think about her when I work, eat, kill, and when I have sex with other women. In fact, for the past 3 weeks I have had a different woman every night. They were all her body type with blonde hair and blue eyes, yet none of them were able to fulfill the void of longing inside of me that she has created. They were all pathetic whores who graveled at my feet. None of them could even come close to comparing with "her". She was their superior and always will be.

Ever since we met I have been dreaming about her every night. Although our meeting didn't mean anything to her, it meant everything to me. Before I met her, I believed in no such thing as love. I proclaimed love to be a foolish emotion for weaklings. For men who could not get multiple partners. I now still hold the same beliefs, but now I know that love exits. In fact, I think that I have fallen in love at first sight. I scolded myself for being such a weakling and for becoming a love stricken fool that I have always loathed. But I cannot help but feel this way as the very mention of her beautiful name can immediately grab my total attention. She is everything that I have ever wanted in a woman and more. She can easily win the heart of any man but instead she chooses to hide herself in her heavy disguise. But this plays to my advantage. No man will ever go after her except for me. I felt a possessive jealously overwhelm me that I never thought that I had before. I did not want any other pair of male wandering eyes scan her perfect body. She is all mine.

Serena La Morte might be my #1 rival and the biggest threat to my organization, but that does not mean that she has to die. Usually I would eliminate any threat posed to me but for her I am willing to make a big exception. I wanted her organization as well as her. I wanted to rule both the La Mortes and the La Femmes with her by my side. I wanted total domination.

She might be one of the greatest crime leaders the world has ever seen but I am better. She might be good but I am invincible. She is yet just an inexperienced rookie in my eyes. A rookie that I will take under my wing to train and to cherish. I have never felt such strong feeling toward a woman before. All I felt for them was lust, but for her it goes beyond that. Yes, Serena La Morte will submit to me. I will make sure of this if it is the last thing that I do.

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Finally, this tiresome ride with Darien Shields was over. He might have had a nice expensive car with comfortable seats, but the ride was anything but comfortable. It was all I could do to not lean over right there and then and kiss him full on his perfect lips. This ride has definitely been one of the hardest things I have ever done considering all the self-control that I had to place on myself. I let out a breath of relief that I have been holding ever since the beginning of this ride as he pulled into my driveway. Yes! Finally! Home sweet home.

"Well, here we are Usagi " announced Darien as he stopped in front of my garage door.

"Thanks for the ride" I replied with a small smile of appreciation. I looked at him and he stared back at me intensely. There was that awkward silence again.

Suddenly, he began to lean towards me. My body froze. I didn't know whether to back out or accept it. But I guess that its too late now since his lips where now centimeters away from mine. And then-

The most wonderful sensation that I have ever felt. His soft gentle lips pressed against mine. I felt I was in paradise. My real first kiss from a guy! And not just any guy, it was Darien Shields! The most popular and handsome guy ever! Wow! Talk about luck!

What seemed to be just a light goodnight kiss advanced into a deep satisfying experienced as I responded back. I opened my mouth to allow him entry and with no hesitation he accepted. His tongue began to explore my mouth inch by inch. He tasted so good!

I moaned. If I thought that I was in paradise before, than there is no word to describe what I am feeling right now. Something that I would remember the rest of my life, that's for sure!

The kiss began to be more heated and demanding as he explored my mouth even further and seduced my tongue into playing tango with his. I ran my hand though his tick raven hair like I have been dying to do ever since we met. If felt good to finally do it and the sensation I felt was everything that I imagined it to be and even more. However, since I was currently in my own little world, I have failed to notice that his hands began to curiously explore my body too. They brushed up my chest, my neck, and stopped at my hair. Well, to be more precise, "ugly brown wig". He began to caress it and run his fingers thorough the tangled strands. But his fingers got caught in one of the many knots in the wig that I have failed to properly take care of.

SWOOSH

The wig came off with his fingers still tangled in the strands. Shit! Dam the fucking hell! Why'd it have to happen now? Why can't it have happened any time else when I was in total control of the situation! Dam!

He abruptly broke the heated kiss as he looked at me with total shock.

"What the hell-" he gasped but was immediately interrupted by me.

"Don't freak out! I can explain Darien!" I quickly pleaded. He looked at me with puzzlement, the shock totally subsiding from his face.

"You see….I'm kinda blond" I spoke pathetically. I heard my own voice filled with uncertainty that has not been there since I was 11. I must the guy credit for this!

"What!" he exclaimed "So then why do you wear a wig over it?!"

"To hide my natural looks" I replied with honesty.

"Why? Your blonde hair looks way better than the dull brown wig you were wearing!" He replied as he looked at my hair with amazement.

"Are you implying that my brown hair before was ugly?!" I questioned loudly, taking offense.

"No! I'm just saying that compared to your natural hair, it looks dull" He implied "This is your natural hair…..right?"

"Yes!" I breathed out with frustration "I don't wear a wig under a wig!"
"Could've fooled me" he murmured under his breath. Of course, I heard and shot him a glare that could kill. But to my great surprise, this did not affect him.

"So why do you hide your looks anyway?" He asked "And what else are you covering?"

"Well, I'm wearing heavy make up to cover my face and usually brown contacts to cover my eye color, but today you caught me without them"

"I knew it!" Darien exclaimed in victory "I knew that your eyes don't change color!"

"Grow up!" I breathed with annoyance while rolling my eyes "As for your second question, I cover myself up because I can't afford for people to recognize me."

"Why not?" he asked with curiosity clearly shown on his face.

"Because then it'll cause a security breach in my family and my life will most probably be endangered" I answered simply as if it was nothing but a math question.

"What!" he exclaimed with confusion. I looked at him with a smirk. This will definitely blow his mind!

"Well….I'm actually the leader of one of the top Mafia gangs in the world"

"What!" he repeated himself louder and with clear shock this time.

"You heard me" I responded as I crossed my arms with amusement. It took him a few minutes to adjust this information.

"So let me get this straight. You are actually the leader of a large mob and cover yourself up everyday so that no one will recognize you?" I nodded in agreement. He took this easier than I thought.

"Then why are you even going to school?" He asked.

"Because this is the last place where my rival gang and the FBI will expect me to be" I responded.

"You have the FBI on you!?" he asked with amazement. Funny, I expected him to jump back in fear.

"Yep!" I nodded.

"Wow! Is Usagi even your real name?"

"Actually, its Serena. Serena La Morte" His eyes grew wide with the initial shock.

"As in the world famous La Morte Mafia?"

"I see that you have heard of us" I implied with amusement.

"Who hasn't?!" he responded with disbelieve. "So that means your rival gang is the La Femmes"

"You know a lot about us" I chimed with suspicion.

"It's common fact. The La Mortes versus the La Femmes. The top two crime organizations in the world. It's old news on the streets." He concluded.

"Is that so?" I asked with my amusement back. He nodded. Silence fell in the car again. He drew in a ragged breath to calm his nerves. This must be a little hard for him to take all in. I don't blame him. It could've put any normal person into a break down. But Darien Shields was not a normal person.

"Alright then Usa-I mean Serena, is there anything else that I should probably know?" he asked with uncertainty at he looked at me questioningly. I smirked. This is going to be his final shock.

"Yeah, I'm a man."

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