THE LA MORTE
"Miss La Morte, which jewelry would you like to accommodate your dress? The diamonds or the pearls?" asked the world-famous designer Lili Serrano.
"Diamonds" I answered in my usual cold tone. She nodded in approval and carefully wrote down my order in her little notebook as her two assistants took careful measurement of my body.
"Would you like gloves to accommodate your dress?" she inquired once again in a very professional manner.
"No" I answered, while she in turn nodded again and took note.
"Would you like an off shoulder gown or modern day dress?"
"The dress"
"Strapless?"
"No, I want thin straps"
"Color?"
"Black"
She paused to quickly scribble this down on her pad before looking up.
"Well, Miss La Morte, that's all I need for now to start on your design" Serrano concluded as she motioned for her assistants to finish up. "But I may require some additional details later on in the designing process."
I nodded in understanding as her assistants finished up the last of their measurements. When they finally stopped swarming over me, I allowed my arms to drop to my sides and my body to relax a bit from the stiffness that this situation had caused. I let out a relaxed breath and looked at Serrano expectantly as she finished writing in her notebook.
"Your dress will be ready in about 2 days, Miss La Morte. I'm afraid that's the best I can do in such a short notice" proclaimed Serrano, "I'm sorry."
"OK. Just make sure that it will be ready by then. No delays" I warned in a dangerous tone, earning a nervous glance from the world-famous designer.
"You have my word Miss La Morte" she promised as she bowed her head in a sing of respect before quietly leaving the room with her assistants following obediently. I can tell she didn't want to stick around and find out the consequences to failing the La Morte leader. No one did.
Looks like my turn of torture was up and Mina's was next. Of course, to Mina it was anything but torture. She loved being measured for special designs just as much as shopping. Serrano would probably be in her room for the remainder of the afternoon, waiting for her decision on the type of dress. And then, of course, there is the color, the jewelry, the style, and all the other crap that went with the design. It looks like it'll be a long while till Rei finally gets her turn.
I am anxiously counting down the days till the 'grand ball', as the whole crime world is calling. Once word has spread that I'm actually attending, all the crime families went wild trying to get an invitation to this once in a life time occasion. 'A ball hosted by Diamond La Femme, with Serena La Morte attending as the guest of honor.' Who wouldn't jump at the chance to get in? To see the two biggest names in the crime circle actually in the same room? The two rival organizations at the same function? Hell, I even would!
I'm also pretty sure that this grand occasion has reached the ears of Seiya Kou and the other government agencies. They went wild trying to find the place that will host this grand occasion, but failed miserably so far. I must hand it to La Femme, he sure knows how to hide something this big very well. Only major influential people in the crime circle know the actual hosting place, including me. Apparently it's some unknown small island that La Femme owns property on. The view is said to be magnificent since the mansion was right beside the ocean. And since the FBI and CIA didn't know where it was located, they can't send agents undercover to scan the party. So all in all, I'll be safe without a disguise for once. I guess that I should thank La Femme for this very rare opportunity for me to actually not wear any unnecessary make up to cover up my face. I can actually be seen with my natural features on my face, not that I think it's a good idea. But I'm sure that there's going to be no leaks. After all, La Femme himself had made sure of that.
Looks like this is definitely going to be an occasion to remember. The little unknown island would be world-famous after this ball.
The ball that is going to take place 3 nights from now. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
AN: Hey guys! Sorry for the interruption! I'm glad to say that I actually have a reasonable excuse for this late update other than writer's block. I had to move! Not to a new city, of course, but to a new house! I love my new house! I love how it's so quite and peaceful there without any interruption of traffic noises where my old house was. I love the peacefulness! Anyway, enough about my new house. I wrote this author note in between this chapter because I felt like you guys deserved to be able to get to the story right away after my long delay. The idea is to get you so hooked on to the story that this sudden interruption will annoy the hell out of you. Did it work? HE HE Sorry! What I wrote above was sort of a prelude to the 'grand ball.' When I continue below, the grand ball will begin, and yes, it will take the whole chapter. So are you guys ready?
PS: I asked for a vote on the preferable couple, and the majority voted Serena/Darien. This is great, since I also originally wanted them to end up together, so I don't have to change anything in my ending. However, I'm also sad that its not going to be a Serena/Diamond story since I like Diamond. A LOT. Sorry for those who like Diamond, I feel your disappointment. In my point of view, Diamond is just a severely misunderstood villain who deserved to win Sailormoon's heart in the end. After all, why should Darien get all the breaks? Sorry, I'm a little off topic, so I'll just shut up now. And FYI, I like BOTH Darien and Diamond.
NOTE: By the way, from now on, this chapter is going to be told from a third person's perspective. The reason why is I found that if I let Serena narrate like always, I would have to switch POV's quite often with Diamond in the picture. After all, what fun would it be if you didn't know how the great invincible La Femme leader felt about all this, huh? Sorry for those who like this story from Serena's perspective. I promise that it will change back after this chapter. Unless you guys don't want me to. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
Shimmering bright light filled the once deserted stone castle of Rody Island. The once peaceful little forest was now filled with the laughter and conversation of the rich and powerful. Four helicopters were active on the newly developed landing area along with 3 high-class boats. Limousines awaited the arrival of the wealthy passengers on board the helicopters and boats. It was nothing but the best for Diamond La Femme's guests.
The limousines drove smoothly through the beautiful forest along the newly covered roads. High tech securities was lined up but barely spotted in the shadows of the trees to prevent the slightest emergency. There was absolutely nothing to fear as professional guards could also be seen posted every few minutes along the road, leaving the passengers to enjoy the view with absolutely no distractions. You had to be not only rich but also influential to even consider being invited to such an occasion. These were the very best of the world's 1st class citizens. This function contained more than enough influential members to overrun a government. These were the supporters of the world's top two crime organizations, the La Femme and the La Morte.
Serena La Morte sighed as she looked out the window of the stretch limo at the vast darkness of the deep rich forest. She always was found of nature, ever since childhood when her long dead father took her to the Amazon Rain Forest. Her hawk eyes spotted every security camera that Diamond La Femme had placed, not liking the idea that they can see her but she can't see them. Serena liked to be the watching hunter instead of the watched prey.
The limousine had finally pulled into the curve of the large La Femme estate near the ocean. They passed through the big electrical iron gates and toward the double oak doors that marked the entrance to the enchanting castle.
"Just like in fairy tales." murmured the younger personality of the La Morte leader as she looked up dreamily at the castle.
"What?" asked her cousin and long time friend, Minako Aino with a questioning look, "Did you say something?"
"No" answered Serena, with the older personality in control once again, "Nothing of importance."
"Are you sure?" asked Rei Hino, Serena's other childhood friend.
"Positive"
"Well then we're there" informed Rei as the fine dressed servants quickly came to open the door for the three most influential ladies in the La Morte organization. Serena took her rightful position as the head of the organization and stepped out first as the young servant offered his hand. She accepted the help and stepped out gracefully, causing a complete reaction from the wealthy crowd.
Out of the shiny stretch limousine stepped out one of the most beautiful women that the crowd has ever seen. First the creamy long legs stepped onto the rich red carpet, followed by a slim waist and full breasts, and finally the face. The face of a goddess. The most semetrical face God ever made. The features were in exact alignment. Nothing was out of place. The big light blue eyes that you could drown in, the straight nose and high cheekbones with the soft cheeks that were a slightly tainted pink. The lips were something amazing by themselves. The pouty and soft glittering pink lips were enough to seduce any man for a taste. Long golden silk hair adorned the perfect face that was currently put into the most unusual pigtails. The golden strands were tied into a round ball at the top of the head while the rest flowed breezily down to touch the beauty's knees. It might have looked childish and ugly on other women, but this style added a tint of innocence to the already pure angel.
A long black dress adorned her flawless body, hugging her every curve. A slit was present at the side of the dress running up her thigh, giving a clear view of her well-shaped leg. The top of the dress was low cut, showing a little view of her cleavage and tight enough to leave little to the imagination. It had very thin spaghetti straps running along her shoulder. A pair of well-cut diamond earrings were hung on her earlobe and a matching diamond necklace along with a bracelet dangling from her wrist. The golden edge of her jewelry reflected the bright light of the mansion. A pair of black high-heeled shoes adorned her feet, matching the rich material of her dress. It was evident that little make up was present on the angle's face as the product would just cover her natural beauty that would haunt the men present for nights to come.
Two other women followed the beauty out of the limousine. The first was a light blonde adorning a dark orange low cut gown that touched the floor with pearls to match the texture. The second was raven haired wearing a flaming red short dress that reached her knees with matching sapphire jewelry adorning her ears, neck and hands. Both women would be considered more beautiful than most super models, but the presence of the goddess far outshined their earthly beauty. No one could compare to the goddess.
The two women were recognized immediately by the crowd as the lieutenants of the La Morte organization. They were well-known crime leaders and secretly, very influential and respected members of the 1st class society. In fact, most men, both married and single have had their mind wonder to the two beautiful La Morte lieutenants at one time or another. Beauty like theirs' was just not ignored. But tonight was definitely another matter.
The two La Morte lieutenants were lead through the wide double oak doors by the goddess. Although none of the wealthy citizens present had ever seen her, they had a good idea as to who she was. And it was now, at this moment, that they realized the wild-spreading rumor was all true.
The infamous Serena La Morte herself was present at this ball. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
The majestic double oak doors opened to reveal a room beyond your imagination. Serena casually glanced around at the expensive decorations adorning the walls and ceiling of the stadium-sized room. A shiny marble floor covered the ground, making it easy for couples to glide to the classical music conducted by an orchestra on the right corner of the room. Long tables lined the right side of the room, covered with refreshments of every kind imaginable. Leather couches along with glass tables lined the left side of the room, offering refuge for those who disliked the dance floor.
At the front of the large well-polished room stood a large table covered with golden silk cloth and golden dishes to match the design. Six chairs lined the table, reserved for the most important guests of the ball and the host himself. The two chairs in the middle were made out of pure gold and stood the tallest and brightest in the room. The other for chairs were made out of silver, taking the second highest status in appearance.
Serena gracefully entered the fairy tale ballroom with Mina and Rei right behind her. All eyes turned to her and the room became dead silent.
Then the muttering began.
"Who is she?" "She is beautiful!" "How is she invited?" "Why are the two La Morte lieutenants following her?" "Is she somehow related to Serena La Morte?"
Then it dawned on everybody. She WAS Serena La Morte, the infamous ruling Mafia Princess. The one who the FBI would do anything to find. The one who everybody wanted to meet.
The room quickly tuned up with whispers of excitement, but no one dared to approach the great leader herself or any of her lieutenants.
Serena kept on walking gracefully past the excited crow that was no doubt talking about her. She paid no heed to the lustful stares that she received from well-respected men and the stares of envy from the women. All that was on her mind right now was finding Diamond La Femme, the man that her lieutenants claim has changed so much.
Suddenly the room became silent once again as the crowd in front of Serena parted. A single pair of evenly paced footsteps echoed in the high ceiling of the room. The crowd departed further as the footsteps neared her, showing this mysterious person a remarkable amount of respect.
In between the parted crowd stepped out a man wearing a pure white tuxedo with shiny and elegant leather shoes that made the solo noise in the room. With his light blue hair neatly combed back and appearance as handsome as always, Diamond La Femme certainly made quiet the prince charming. He was certainly good enough to be the man of the hour. The man that Serena herself was eager to see.
"Ah, Miss La Morte" Diamond warmly greeted while walking over with a one of his dead gorgeous smiles "just the one woman I wanted to see. It is such an honor and pleasure to see you again." He gently picked up her right hand and placed a light and savoring kiss on it, causing most of the women in the room to sigh in contempt.
"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. La Femme" replied Serena with a dazzling smile of her own that sent a shiver of delight running up Diamond's spine. She gently pried away her hand from Diamond's gentle but secure grip.
"Oh, but you have no idea." murmured Diamond in a low tone only audible to Serena's sensitive ears. She looked up at him with confusion and curiosity. His only response was a wink of his beautiful deep violet eye.
Diamond led Serena casually to the front of the room where the big majestic golden covered table was located. Mina and Rei dutifully followed three steps behind. Diamond and Serena stopped in front of the table and faced the silent crowd. He did not need to clear his throat or do anything of the sort to gain attention, for the audience was already hanging on to his every word.
"Ladies and gentlemen" began Diamond with his smooth voice that carried out to every corner of the large room "I am glad that you have all made it. You all are well-respected members of the upper class and this is an occasion for all of us to enjoy the night without the worry of our duty. Let me put your minds to ease by telling that your presence here will not reach the ears of anyone beyond this island and therefore you have nothing to fear from the US authority or any other government agency. At the same time, you all are expected to forget everything that you have seen here on this island. No one beyond the upper class present now should know what has occurred tonight. You all know that I like to enforce my policies by placing severe punishments if broken and I have my ways with finding the origin of the problem.
Now, let us put this unpleasant conversation aside and discuss something that is much more worthy of our time. As the ruling class of the society, it is your PRIVILEGE to finally be able to meet the one woman that has amazed us none stop. The one woman that has been able to run one of the world's largest crime organizations at the mere age of 12. The one woman who is only 17 today and has been proclaimed as one of the best leaders the La Morte organization has encountered. Not only do I proclaim her a great leader, but I also consider it an honor to be able to share her presence here.
I am of course talking about the one and only Serena La Morte, the beautiful woman standing next to me. I'm sure that you all know that it is a very rare case that Miss La Morte attends an occasion so I consider myself beyond lucky. She is the guest of honor tonight and I know no one more better deserving of this position than she. Now, I'm sure that everyone is waiting for Miss La Morte's comments.." Finished Diamond as he handed Serena the attention of the audience and motioned for her to speak with a graceful gesture of his hand.
If it were Usagi Tsukino that was standing right now in the elegant ballroom, then things would have played out completely different. But it was not Usagi Tsukino that graced the presence of the highest class in the crime world, it was the well respected Serena La Morte. Serena did not loose any of her elegant and confident composure as she accepted the spotlight politely with a nod.
"Ladies and gentlemen" she announced with her cold expressionless voice that showed none of her inside emotions "it is an honor for me to be here tonight. Mr. La Femme flatters me too much with his compliments and I am beyond honored to be receiving his rare appreciation. I am pleased to be seeing each one of you and I look forward to meeting you personally."
The crowd began to clap in appreciation as expected from the 1st class. There was no cheering or whistling as it was considered highly rude and amateur like. Diamond raised a single hand up for attention and immediately, the coherent claps ceased.
"Now let us all enjoy the night ahead" he stated and immediately the well skilled orchestra began to conduct its classical soothing music. However, the crowd still stood uneasily still. No one dared to make the first move.
"May I have this dance, my goddess?" came the soft and seductive voice of Diamond to Serena's ears. He extended his hand toward her in a gentleman manor, willing her to accept. Serena smiled in response.
"Of course" she replied softly as she placed her delicate small hand into his large ones. His fingers immediately closed around the creamy skin and his handsome face was adorned with a rare smile that was now mostly present only for Serena. Diamond gently led her to the middle of the dance floor, the crowd immediately parting to let the two most powerful people in the crime world pass through and immediately closed in to have a better look of the well-suited couple.
As they reached their destination, Diamond gently slid an arm around her small waist while the other was still clutching her hand tightly, carefully testing her boundaries for acceptance. Serena did not object as she awkwardly put her arm around his neck and moved slightly closer.
'She is accepting me' thought Diamond in amazement as the rare smile on his face broadened. Deep violet eyes locked with clear blue ones. The awkward moment was over and the dangerous couple quickly adjusted to each other. As both came from well-respected and rich families, both knew how to waltz gracefully to the music well appreciated by the 1st class.
'He looks gorgeous' thought Serena unconsciously as she began to shift closer to his warm body. Diamond did not miss this invitation as he closed the uncomfortable gap between them and pressed her small delicate frame to his well-built chest.
The sensation to him was intoxicating. He could smell her strawberry flavored hair that was right to his lips. He could feel her breath softly reaching his neck. He could feel her full breasts tightly pressing his torso and he could feel his own manhood growing harder. It took all his will power and self-control to not just sweep her off her feet right then and there and claim her for his own. All the while, his eyes never left her drowning blue orbs, trying to tell her what he wanted to say ever since they met.
'Be Mine Forever.' *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
It was a sight to behold as the most well respected pair in the criminal world danced in each others arms, totally oblivious to the space around them. The crowd began to whisper in both excitement and amazement. This scene will most definitely enter the criminal history and be remembered for years to come. It was well known that the La Morte and the La Femme organization were both competing for control of each other but this definitely changed most of the present aristocrats' perspective on the on going battle. Serena La Morte dancing in the arms of Diamond La Femme. Truly a sight to behold.
As the magical waltz has finally reached an end, the room was silent once again.
It took a minute for the perfect couple to become aware of the space around them. By then, Diamond's arm was tightly around Serena's slim waist in a highly protective manor, almost daring for any other male to take his place. Serena was still pressed tightly against his body, enjoying her place.
His head began to slowly bend down towards the delicate face of the goddess, inching closer and closer by the second.
'Her lips are like rose petals. Both soft and beautiful' thought Diamond, hungering for a taste. Serena did not object as she unconsciously tilted her head up to meet his. The uncomfortable silence grew as everyone stared at the romantic scene.
'What the fuck am I doing?!' reacted Serena's mind all of a sudden. 'This is Diamond La Femme! Why the fuck am I so close to HIM?!' Serena immediately came out of the trance and began to push away. Diamond stopped his advances, aware of her sudden change in attitude. He reluctantly released his wise grip around her waist, allowing he to back away slightly.
"Thank you Mr. La Femme for this wonderful dance" spoke Serena, a very rare case of uncertainty heard in her tone. Then, as if all of a suddenly aware of this, both her expression and voice hardened. "I mean, it was certainly a pleasure. I never knew you were such a good dancer."
"I thank my lady" replied Diamond with another of his charming grins. There was an awkward silence between the pair as Serena gradually looked around the room at all the staring faces.
"Well, I guess we put on quite a show for your guests" she remarked in her cold tone.
"We certainly did" replied Diamond "Care to put on a better one?"
"I would love to, but unfortunately, I am rather tired" lied Serena with a smile. "It was very hard work trying to keep up with someone as skilled of a dancer as you, so if you would excuse me, I would much rather go to the refreshment table an talk to some of tonight's guests."
"Well, of course. As My lady wishes" said Diamond, no tone of disappointment evident. "May I accompany you there?"
"No, that would be quite alright" Serena quickly replied "Besides, I think you should better start dancing with some of your lady guests, as they are clearly wanting to dance with you." Serena motioned to Diamond at all the looks of envy on the women's faces, purposely ignoring the look of lust on the men's as they stared at her. "Now if you would excuse me." She lightly curtsied to Diamond in a show of respect and began to walk away. The crowd immediately parted to let her through. Mina and Rei were immediately right beside her.
Diamond, clearly no evident of anger or disappointment shown on his face, lightly walked up to another young lady and asked her to dance with him. The 16-year-old girl blushed furiously and immediately accepted his hand. Diamond looked down upon her with a charming smile, completely taking the girl's breath away. As the new couple began to dance to the next waltz, with the girl constantly trying to keep up with Diamond's graceful moves, the crowd finally began to come out of their observative state as other couples began to join in. Everything was back to normal during one of Diamond La Femme's parties, with the men sighting in contempt as their wives and daughters embarrassed themselves just for a chance to dance with the god of perfection. But everyone knew that this was not one of his usual parties for right now this room also contained a second perfection. The great La Morte goddess that every man tried to meet.
But there was one particular scene that stuck in everyone's head. The scene of Diamond La Femme's lips almost meeting those of Serena La Morte. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
As Diamond began his waltz with yet another possessive woman that would give anything for him to pay the least bit of interest to them, his mind wandered back to the golden haired angel.
He was not disappointed at her sudden departure. Not at all. For tonight he was finally a step closer towards conquering her.
He, of course, did not miss her moment of weakness when her true emotions were exposed. This was just the opportunity that he needed.
He smiled a true sinister smile, causing the already blushing woman in his arms to become even redder.
Her moment of weakness showed him something he desperately wanted to believe. That she is not completely unmanageable and could be manipulated. He caught just a glimpse of what a vulnerable Serena La Morte looked liked and he was more than proud of himself for causing the effect. However, he did not only wanted to see vulnerability in her drowning blue orbs, but love and devotion as well. She was like a drug to him. Each time he needed more and more to get the same effect. He wanted to possess her completely.
'I will make you mine Serena' Diamond promised himself. 'No matter what the cost.'
'After all, the night is still young.' *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
AN: Sorry for the long update. School has started and they are piling us with homework. If you have any questions or comments, please tell me in your review. I ask you to patiently wait for my next update. I'm sorry that I piss you off, but I'm trying!
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"Miss La Morte, which jewelry would you like to accommodate your dress? The diamonds or the pearls?" asked the world-famous designer Lili Serrano.
"Diamonds" I answered in my usual cold tone. She nodded in approval and carefully wrote down my order in her little notebook as her two assistants took careful measurement of my body.
"Would you like gloves to accommodate your dress?" she inquired once again in a very professional manner.
"No" I answered, while she in turn nodded again and took note.
"Would you like an off shoulder gown or modern day dress?"
"The dress"
"Strapless?"
"No, I want thin straps"
"Color?"
"Black"
She paused to quickly scribble this down on her pad before looking up.
"Well, Miss La Morte, that's all I need for now to start on your design" Serrano concluded as she motioned for her assistants to finish up. "But I may require some additional details later on in the designing process."
I nodded in understanding as her assistants finished up the last of their measurements. When they finally stopped swarming over me, I allowed my arms to drop to my sides and my body to relax a bit from the stiffness that this situation had caused. I let out a relaxed breath and looked at Serrano expectantly as she finished writing in her notebook.
"Your dress will be ready in about 2 days, Miss La Morte. I'm afraid that's the best I can do in such a short notice" proclaimed Serrano, "I'm sorry."
"OK. Just make sure that it will be ready by then. No delays" I warned in a dangerous tone, earning a nervous glance from the world-famous designer.
"You have my word Miss La Morte" she promised as she bowed her head in a sing of respect before quietly leaving the room with her assistants following obediently. I can tell she didn't want to stick around and find out the consequences to failing the La Morte leader. No one did.
Looks like my turn of torture was up and Mina's was next. Of course, to Mina it was anything but torture. She loved being measured for special designs just as much as shopping. Serrano would probably be in her room for the remainder of the afternoon, waiting for her decision on the type of dress. And then, of course, there is the color, the jewelry, the style, and all the other crap that went with the design. It looks like it'll be a long while till Rei finally gets her turn.
I am anxiously counting down the days till the 'grand ball', as the whole crime world is calling. Once word has spread that I'm actually attending, all the crime families went wild trying to get an invitation to this once in a life time occasion. 'A ball hosted by Diamond La Femme, with Serena La Morte attending as the guest of honor.' Who wouldn't jump at the chance to get in? To see the two biggest names in the crime circle actually in the same room? The two rival organizations at the same function? Hell, I even would!
I'm also pretty sure that this grand occasion has reached the ears of Seiya Kou and the other government agencies. They went wild trying to find the place that will host this grand occasion, but failed miserably so far. I must hand it to La Femme, he sure knows how to hide something this big very well. Only major influential people in the crime circle know the actual hosting place, including me. Apparently it's some unknown small island that La Femme owns property on. The view is said to be magnificent since the mansion was right beside the ocean. And since the FBI and CIA didn't know where it was located, they can't send agents undercover to scan the party. So all in all, I'll be safe without a disguise for once. I guess that I should thank La Femme for this very rare opportunity for me to actually not wear any unnecessary make up to cover up my face. I can actually be seen with my natural features on my face, not that I think it's a good idea. But I'm sure that there's going to be no leaks. After all, La Femme himself had made sure of that.
Looks like this is definitely going to be an occasion to remember. The little unknown island would be world-famous after this ball.
The ball that is going to take place 3 nights from now. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
AN: Hey guys! Sorry for the interruption! I'm glad to say that I actually have a reasonable excuse for this late update other than writer's block. I had to move! Not to a new city, of course, but to a new house! I love my new house! I love how it's so quite and peaceful there without any interruption of traffic noises where my old house was. I love the peacefulness! Anyway, enough about my new house. I wrote this author note in between this chapter because I felt like you guys deserved to be able to get to the story right away after my long delay. The idea is to get you so hooked on to the story that this sudden interruption will annoy the hell out of you. Did it work? HE HE Sorry! What I wrote above was sort of a prelude to the 'grand ball.' When I continue below, the grand ball will begin, and yes, it will take the whole chapter. So are you guys ready?
PS: I asked for a vote on the preferable couple, and the majority voted Serena/Darien. This is great, since I also originally wanted them to end up together, so I don't have to change anything in my ending. However, I'm also sad that its not going to be a Serena/Diamond story since I like Diamond. A LOT. Sorry for those who like Diamond, I feel your disappointment. In my point of view, Diamond is just a severely misunderstood villain who deserved to win Sailormoon's heart in the end. After all, why should Darien get all the breaks? Sorry, I'm a little off topic, so I'll just shut up now. And FYI, I like BOTH Darien and Diamond.
NOTE: By the way, from now on, this chapter is going to be told from a third person's perspective. The reason why is I found that if I let Serena narrate like always, I would have to switch POV's quite often with Diamond in the picture. After all, what fun would it be if you didn't know how the great invincible La Femme leader felt about all this, huh? Sorry for those who like this story from Serena's perspective. I promise that it will change back after this chapter. Unless you guys don't want me to. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
Shimmering bright light filled the once deserted stone castle of Rody Island. The once peaceful little forest was now filled with the laughter and conversation of the rich and powerful. Four helicopters were active on the newly developed landing area along with 3 high-class boats. Limousines awaited the arrival of the wealthy passengers on board the helicopters and boats. It was nothing but the best for Diamond La Femme's guests.
The limousines drove smoothly through the beautiful forest along the newly covered roads. High tech securities was lined up but barely spotted in the shadows of the trees to prevent the slightest emergency. There was absolutely nothing to fear as professional guards could also be seen posted every few minutes along the road, leaving the passengers to enjoy the view with absolutely no distractions. You had to be not only rich but also influential to even consider being invited to such an occasion. These were the very best of the world's 1st class citizens. This function contained more than enough influential members to overrun a government. These were the supporters of the world's top two crime organizations, the La Femme and the La Morte.
Serena La Morte sighed as she looked out the window of the stretch limo at the vast darkness of the deep rich forest. She always was found of nature, ever since childhood when her long dead father took her to the Amazon Rain Forest. Her hawk eyes spotted every security camera that Diamond La Femme had placed, not liking the idea that they can see her but she can't see them. Serena liked to be the watching hunter instead of the watched prey.
The limousine had finally pulled into the curve of the large La Femme estate near the ocean. They passed through the big electrical iron gates and toward the double oak doors that marked the entrance to the enchanting castle.
"Just like in fairy tales." murmured the younger personality of the La Morte leader as she looked up dreamily at the castle.
"What?" asked her cousin and long time friend, Minako Aino with a questioning look, "Did you say something?"
"No" answered Serena, with the older personality in control once again, "Nothing of importance."
"Are you sure?" asked Rei Hino, Serena's other childhood friend.
"Positive"
"Well then we're there" informed Rei as the fine dressed servants quickly came to open the door for the three most influential ladies in the La Morte organization. Serena took her rightful position as the head of the organization and stepped out first as the young servant offered his hand. She accepted the help and stepped out gracefully, causing a complete reaction from the wealthy crowd.
Out of the shiny stretch limousine stepped out one of the most beautiful women that the crowd has ever seen. First the creamy long legs stepped onto the rich red carpet, followed by a slim waist and full breasts, and finally the face. The face of a goddess. The most semetrical face God ever made. The features were in exact alignment. Nothing was out of place. The big light blue eyes that you could drown in, the straight nose and high cheekbones with the soft cheeks that were a slightly tainted pink. The lips were something amazing by themselves. The pouty and soft glittering pink lips were enough to seduce any man for a taste. Long golden silk hair adorned the perfect face that was currently put into the most unusual pigtails. The golden strands were tied into a round ball at the top of the head while the rest flowed breezily down to touch the beauty's knees. It might have looked childish and ugly on other women, but this style added a tint of innocence to the already pure angel.
A long black dress adorned her flawless body, hugging her every curve. A slit was present at the side of the dress running up her thigh, giving a clear view of her well-shaped leg. The top of the dress was low cut, showing a little view of her cleavage and tight enough to leave little to the imagination. It had very thin spaghetti straps running along her shoulder. A pair of well-cut diamond earrings were hung on her earlobe and a matching diamond necklace along with a bracelet dangling from her wrist. The golden edge of her jewelry reflected the bright light of the mansion. A pair of black high-heeled shoes adorned her feet, matching the rich material of her dress. It was evident that little make up was present on the angle's face as the product would just cover her natural beauty that would haunt the men present for nights to come.
Two other women followed the beauty out of the limousine. The first was a light blonde adorning a dark orange low cut gown that touched the floor with pearls to match the texture. The second was raven haired wearing a flaming red short dress that reached her knees with matching sapphire jewelry adorning her ears, neck and hands. Both women would be considered more beautiful than most super models, but the presence of the goddess far outshined their earthly beauty. No one could compare to the goddess.
The two women were recognized immediately by the crowd as the lieutenants of the La Morte organization. They were well-known crime leaders and secretly, very influential and respected members of the 1st class society. In fact, most men, both married and single have had their mind wonder to the two beautiful La Morte lieutenants at one time or another. Beauty like theirs' was just not ignored. But tonight was definitely another matter.
The two La Morte lieutenants were lead through the wide double oak doors by the goddess. Although none of the wealthy citizens present had ever seen her, they had a good idea as to who she was. And it was now, at this moment, that they realized the wild-spreading rumor was all true.
The infamous Serena La Morte herself was present at this ball. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
The majestic double oak doors opened to reveal a room beyond your imagination. Serena casually glanced around at the expensive decorations adorning the walls and ceiling of the stadium-sized room. A shiny marble floor covered the ground, making it easy for couples to glide to the classical music conducted by an orchestra on the right corner of the room. Long tables lined the right side of the room, covered with refreshments of every kind imaginable. Leather couches along with glass tables lined the left side of the room, offering refuge for those who disliked the dance floor.
At the front of the large well-polished room stood a large table covered with golden silk cloth and golden dishes to match the design. Six chairs lined the table, reserved for the most important guests of the ball and the host himself. The two chairs in the middle were made out of pure gold and stood the tallest and brightest in the room. The other for chairs were made out of silver, taking the second highest status in appearance.
Serena gracefully entered the fairy tale ballroom with Mina and Rei right behind her. All eyes turned to her and the room became dead silent.
Then the muttering began.
"Who is she?" "She is beautiful!" "How is she invited?" "Why are the two La Morte lieutenants following her?" "Is she somehow related to Serena La Morte?"
Then it dawned on everybody. She WAS Serena La Morte, the infamous ruling Mafia Princess. The one who the FBI would do anything to find. The one who everybody wanted to meet.
The room quickly tuned up with whispers of excitement, but no one dared to approach the great leader herself or any of her lieutenants.
Serena kept on walking gracefully past the excited crow that was no doubt talking about her. She paid no heed to the lustful stares that she received from well-respected men and the stares of envy from the women. All that was on her mind right now was finding Diamond La Femme, the man that her lieutenants claim has changed so much.
Suddenly the room became silent once again as the crowd in front of Serena parted. A single pair of evenly paced footsteps echoed in the high ceiling of the room. The crowd departed further as the footsteps neared her, showing this mysterious person a remarkable amount of respect.
In between the parted crowd stepped out a man wearing a pure white tuxedo with shiny and elegant leather shoes that made the solo noise in the room. With his light blue hair neatly combed back and appearance as handsome as always, Diamond La Femme certainly made quiet the prince charming. He was certainly good enough to be the man of the hour. The man that Serena herself was eager to see.
"Ah, Miss La Morte" Diamond warmly greeted while walking over with a one of his dead gorgeous smiles "just the one woman I wanted to see. It is such an honor and pleasure to see you again." He gently picked up her right hand and placed a light and savoring kiss on it, causing most of the women in the room to sigh in contempt.
"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. La Femme" replied Serena with a dazzling smile of her own that sent a shiver of delight running up Diamond's spine. She gently pried away her hand from Diamond's gentle but secure grip.
"Oh, but you have no idea." murmured Diamond in a low tone only audible to Serena's sensitive ears. She looked up at him with confusion and curiosity. His only response was a wink of his beautiful deep violet eye.
Diamond led Serena casually to the front of the room where the big majestic golden covered table was located. Mina and Rei dutifully followed three steps behind. Diamond and Serena stopped in front of the table and faced the silent crowd. He did not need to clear his throat or do anything of the sort to gain attention, for the audience was already hanging on to his every word.
"Ladies and gentlemen" began Diamond with his smooth voice that carried out to every corner of the large room "I am glad that you have all made it. You all are well-respected members of the upper class and this is an occasion for all of us to enjoy the night without the worry of our duty. Let me put your minds to ease by telling that your presence here will not reach the ears of anyone beyond this island and therefore you have nothing to fear from the US authority or any other government agency. At the same time, you all are expected to forget everything that you have seen here on this island. No one beyond the upper class present now should know what has occurred tonight. You all know that I like to enforce my policies by placing severe punishments if broken and I have my ways with finding the origin of the problem.
Now, let us put this unpleasant conversation aside and discuss something that is much more worthy of our time. As the ruling class of the society, it is your PRIVILEGE to finally be able to meet the one woman that has amazed us none stop. The one woman that has been able to run one of the world's largest crime organizations at the mere age of 12. The one woman who is only 17 today and has been proclaimed as one of the best leaders the La Morte organization has encountered. Not only do I proclaim her a great leader, but I also consider it an honor to be able to share her presence here.
I am of course talking about the one and only Serena La Morte, the beautiful woman standing next to me. I'm sure that you all know that it is a very rare case that Miss La Morte attends an occasion so I consider myself beyond lucky. She is the guest of honor tonight and I know no one more better deserving of this position than she. Now, I'm sure that everyone is waiting for Miss La Morte's comments.." Finished Diamond as he handed Serena the attention of the audience and motioned for her to speak with a graceful gesture of his hand.
If it were Usagi Tsukino that was standing right now in the elegant ballroom, then things would have played out completely different. But it was not Usagi Tsukino that graced the presence of the highest class in the crime world, it was the well respected Serena La Morte. Serena did not loose any of her elegant and confident composure as she accepted the spotlight politely with a nod.
"Ladies and gentlemen" she announced with her cold expressionless voice that showed none of her inside emotions "it is an honor for me to be here tonight. Mr. La Femme flatters me too much with his compliments and I am beyond honored to be receiving his rare appreciation. I am pleased to be seeing each one of you and I look forward to meeting you personally."
The crowd began to clap in appreciation as expected from the 1st class. There was no cheering or whistling as it was considered highly rude and amateur like. Diamond raised a single hand up for attention and immediately, the coherent claps ceased.
"Now let us all enjoy the night ahead" he stated and immediately the well skilled orchestra began to conduct its classical soothing music. However, the crowd still stood uneasily still. No one dared to make the first move.
"May I have this dance, my goddess?" came the soft and seductive voice of Diamond to Serena's ears. He extended his hand toward her in a gentleman manor, willing her to accept. Serena smiled in response.
"Of course" she replied softly as she placed her delicate small hand into his large ones. His fingers immediately closed around the creamy skin and his handsome face was adorned with a rare smile that was now mostly present only for Serena. Diamond gently led her to the middle of the dance floor, the crowd immediately parting to let the two most powerful people in the crime world pass through and immediately closed in to have a better look of the well-suited couple.
As they reached their destination, Diamond gently slid an arm around her small waist while the other was still clutching her hand tightly, carefully testing her boundaries for acceptance. Serena did not object as she awkwardly put her arm around his neck and moved slightly closer.
'She is accepting me' thought Diamond in amazement as the rare smile on his face broadened. Deep violet eyes locked with clear blue ones. The awkward moment was over and the dangerous couple quickly adjusted to each other. As both came from well-respected and rich families, both knew how to waltz gracefully to the music well appreciated by the 1st class.
'He looks gorgeous' thought Serena unconsciously as she began to shift closer to his warm body. Diamond did not miss this invitation as he closed the uncomfortable gap between them and pressed her small delicate frame to his well-built chest.
The sensation to him was intoxicating. He could smell her strawberry flavored hair that was right to his lips. He could feel her breath softly reaching his neck. He could feel her full breasts tightly pressing his torso and he could feel his own manhood growing harder. It took all his will power and self-control to not just sweep her off her feet right then and there and claim her for his own. All the while, his eyes never left her drowning blue orbs, trying to tell her what he wanted to say ever since they met.
'Be Mine Forever.' *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
It was a sight to behold as the most well respected pair in the criminal world danced in each others arms, totally oblivious to the space around them. The crowd began to whisper in both excitement and amazement. This scene will most definitely enter the criminal history and be remembered for years to come. It was well known that the La Morte and the La Femme organization were both competing for control of each other but this definitely changed most of the present aristocrats' perspective on the on going battle. Serena La Morte dancing in the arms of Diamond La Femme. Truly a sight to behold.
As the magical waltz has finally reached an end, the room was silent once again.
It took a minute for the perfect couple to become aware of the space around them. By then, Diamond's arm was tightly around Serena's slim waist in a highly protective manor, almost daring for any other male to take his place. Serena was still pressed tightly against his body, enjoying her place.
His head began to slowly bend down towards the delicate face of the goddess, inching closer and closer by the second.
'Her lips are like rose petals. Both soft and beautiful' thought Diamond, hungering for a taste. Serena did not object as she unconsciously tilted her head up to meet his. The uncomfortable silence grew as everyone stared at the romantic scene.
'What the fuck am I doing?!' reacted Serena's mind all of a sudden. 'This is Diamond La Femme! Why the fuck am I so close to HIM?!' Serena immediately came out of the trance and began to push away. Diamond stopped his advances, aware of her sudden change in attitude. He reluctantly released his wise grip around her waist, allowing he to back away slightly.
"Thank you Mr. La Femme for this wonderful dance" spoke Serena, a very rare case of uncertainty heard in her tone. Then, as if all of a suddenly aware of this, both her expression and voice hardened. "I mean, it was certainly a pleasure. I never knew you were such a good dancer."
"I thank my lady" replied Diamond with another of his charming grins. There was an awkward silence between the pair as Serena gradually looked around the room at all the staring faces.
"Well, I guess we put on quite a show for your guests" she remarked in her cold tone.
"We certainly did" replied Diamond "Care to put on a better one?"
"I would love to, but unfortunately, I am rather tired" lied Serena with a smile. "It was very hard work trying to keep up with someone as skilled of a dancer as you, so if you would excuse me, I would much rather go to the refreshment table an talk to some of tonight's guests."
"Well, of course. As My lady wishes" said Diamond, no tone of disappointment evident. "May I accompany you there?"
"No, that would be quite alright" Serena quickly replied "Besides, I think you should better start dancing with some of your lady guests, as they are clearly wanting to dance with you." Serena motioned to Diamond at all the looks of envy on the women's faces, purposely ignoring the look of lust on the men's as they stared at her. "Now if you would excuse me." She lightly curtsied to Diamond in a show of respect and began to walk away. The crowd immediately parted to let her through. Mina and Rei were immediately right beside her.
Diamond, clearly no evident of anger or disappointment shown on his face, lightly walked up to another young lady and asked her to dance with him. The 16-year-old girl blushed furiously and immediately accepted his hand. Diamond looked down upon her with a charming smile, completely taking the girl's breath away. As the new couple began to dance to the next waltz, with the girl constantly trying to keep up with Diamond's graceful moves, the crowd finally began to come out of their observative state as other couples began to join in. Everything was back to normal during one of Diamond La Femme's parties, with the men sighting in contempt as their wives and daughters embarrassed themselves just for a chance to dance with the god of perfection. But everyone knew that this was not one of his usual parties for right now this room also contained a second perfection. The great La Morte goddess that every man tried to meet.
But there was one particular scene that stuck in everyone's head. The scene of Diamond La Femme's lips almost meeting those of Serena La Morte. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
As Diamond began his waltz with yet another possessive woman that would give anything for him to pay the least bit of interest to them, his mind wandered back to the golden haired angel.
He was not disappointed at her sudden departure. Not at all. For tonight he was finally a step closer towards conquering her.
He, of course, did not miss her moment of weakness when her true emotions were exposed. This was just the opportunity that he needed.
He smiled a true sinister smile, causing the already blushing woman in his arms to become even redder.
Her moment of weakness showed him something he desperately wanted to believe. That she is not completely unmanageable and could be manipulated. He caught just a glimpse of what a vulnerable Serena La Morte looked liked and he was more than proud of himself for causing the effect. However, he did not only wanted to see vulnerability in her drowning blue orbs, but love and devotion as well. She was like a drug to him. Each time he needed more and more to get the same effect. He wanted to possess her completely.
'I will make you mine Serena' Diamond promised himself. 'No matter what the cost.'
'After all, the night is still young.' *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*
AN: Sorry for the long update. School has started and they are piling us with homework. If you have any questions or comments, please tell me in your review. I ask you to patiently wait for my next update. I'm sorry that I piss you off, but I'm trying!
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