Author's notes:

Hi guys! Thank you for reading my fanfic! But before you start, I have a few reminders first. 1) Sailormoon doesn't belong to me. It belongs to Naoko Takeuchi. BUT I do own this story. 2) Italicized words mean that they are either a thought or a flashback. 3) This is rated PG for foul language. But don't worry! There are only a few AND it isn't that foul—if you know what I mean. 4) This story is an ALTERNATE UNIVERSE! 5) Please review!!!!!

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The Blue Sky

by Maya Kitajima

Chapter 7

She walked in the rain like a downhearted homeless vagabond. She hugged herself, for it was cold. The frigid water trickled down her face, but she didn't care. Her whole body is wet, anyway, so she didn't waste any time wiping it.

Should I do this? Or not? Is this right? Or wrong?

Questions of anxiety overflowed in her head.

What? What should I do?

I don't want this baby. Its father hates it. Then it shouldn't be even born. It will just undergo all the grievous things I did. So it's better if it dies…

But why am I still so skeptical?

She walked and walked until finally, she found herself facing the small, dark building.

She stared at it nervously, trying to make up her mind.

What?

She turned to her right…then to her left. Hoping that he will come. But then…

'Don't expect…'

She shut her eyes.

No, he will not come.

She took a deep breath.

Sorry, my Lord…

She opened her eyes and took a step up the stairs…and another…and another…and another…and…

"No! Serena!" This was followed by a pair of strong arms encircling around her.

She stood there, eyes wide open, lips parted and body numb.

Am I dreaming?

"Don't, Serena. Don't abort our baby." He was exhausted, and drenched with the rain.

"Darien…" She started weakly, afraid that if she spoke, he will disappear.

"Serena, I'm sorry for everything. I was wrong. I was just running away from all that's happening. But I realized…that I have no right. Because you were suffering more than anybody else. I have no right to run away because my love is in misery…"

"L-love?"

"Yes. I love you, Serena. I love you more than anything in this world." He announced. Serena stood still, but after a few seconds, she broke into a smile.

"You do?" She asked as she twisted her whole body so she would be facing him.

"Yes, Serena. I love you…and I love our child…and I would love to be your husband." Tears of joy now ran on Serena's face. She hugged him tightly, enjoying his warmth.

"Oh Darien, I love you too." This brought happiness to Darien. He pulled her closer. Serena felt that she wasn't ever hugged that tight in her whole life. And as they parted, they both reached forward for a very passionate kiss.

"Now come on, Sere. We're both gonna catch a cold in these wet clothes."

"You're right. I'm gonna call the driver, then. And we could change in our house…and talk."

"Right."

They waited for the car in silence. Both were too overwhelmed by what happened that they didn't want anything that moment except to muse for themselves.

Wow…it all happened so fast that I didn't even realize it… I'm so glad that I decided to stop her. I just realized…I love her so much.

What I said that if I apologized to her and agreed to take responsibility, I would be taking my pride away—it's all wrong. That's not losing my pride…that's being honest to myself. Honest because I love her and I know I also love our child.

I'm really glad I stopped her. I'm happy that I agreed to be her husband. Oh my…I'm going to be wed soon…no, before that, I'm going to be a father. I say I'm not ready for that. But I know everything will be okay because Serena and I are together. Together, we will deal with all the problems we will undergo. Together, we will, raise our child. Together, we will build our home. Yes, everything is fine as long as I'm with Serena.

I'm so happy! I can't believe Darien came to stop me and also agreed to marry me. I can't believe it…he does love me.

Now, all I have to do is deal with the people around me. I'm sure everyone at school now knows that I'm the princess…and worse, that I'm pregnant and that the popular handsome valedictorian candidate is the father. Oh no…this will be really hard.

But I know I can pass all those hardships…because Darien is now with me. I love him so much!

They strolled at the paths of the well-maintained garden. Animal shaped trees stood beside the path and rows and rows of bushes surrounded them.

Darien reached for Serena's hand and played with her fingers.

"I'm really sorry for everything I did, Sere."

"Darien, you've been saying that for the past hour and I keep telling you that it's okay. Coz it really is, Dare. What matters to me now is that you're here with me."

"Fine. So, how's your cousin, Ken? Did you make up already?"

"No. I haven't seen him since he scolded me at school this morning."

"I see. I'm worried, Serena. You know the people at school. They'll never stop disturbing us. Especially you. No, you don't have to deal with them only. There's still the press. They'd follow you everywhere." Serena sighed heavily.

"I don't want to think about them now. I'll just have to face them when they come."

"Wow. You sound like a professional, Meatball head." Serena scowled.

"Darien! Will you PLEASE stop calling me that?"

"Good try, Princess. But I fight fire with fire. You broke your promise that you'll never leave me…so I'll break mine too that I'll never call you that again."

"But I came back!"

"It's not the same."

"Fine! I'll cut my hair then. And I'll never tie it up in two buns again."

"NO! I like your hair that way!"

"But you tease me."

"Aw…Serena. Don't blackmail me."

"I'm known for being a blackmailer, Dare. But since I love you so much, I'll let you go this time."

"Alright!"

"Just don't call our baby meatball head if I put her hair up like mine."

"Sure. That name is only for YOU, anyway. But wait, are you even sure our baby is a girl?"

"No. But I hope it is."

"Well, I hope it's a boy."

"Whatever. But if it IS a she, I'd name her Reeny."

"Fine. But if it is a HE, I'd call him uh…Enzo."

"Oh God, please let it be a girl…" Darien knocked her lightly on the head and the laughed. When they calmed down though, both became serious.

"Let's have all our time now, Darien. We'll be both occupied these coming days."

"I know." Suddenly, Serena's cellphone rang. She answered it.

"Hello?"

"Serena. It's me, Andrew."

"Oh, Andrew."

"Serena, where are you? I went to your room but your not there."

"I'm at the garden…with Darien."

"I see. You two are okay now. That's great, Serena. Anyway, I called because Ken wants to talk with you."

"K-ken? Is he still mad at me?"

"I don't think so."

"Oh, I hope he's not anymore. Wait, can Darien come?"

"Sure."

"Okay. Thanks, Andrew. We'll be at his office right away." She hung up and turned to Darien.

"Ken called us, Dare. Let's go up to his room."

"Okay. I didn't know he lived here too."

"He does most of the time. You just don't see him since he's always out."

"I see. Well then, let's go." He took her hand and went back to the house.

She took a deep breath and knocked.

"Come in."

She opened the door and went in with Darien.

"Serena. Darien. Hi! Sit down, both of you."

Good. He's smiling. It means he's not mad anymore.

Serena eased up a little bit.

"First, I want to say sorry, Serena. I was really out of my temper this morning and I wasn't able to control myself."

"That's okay, Ken."

"Now I ruined everything. Everyone knows you're pregnant and that you're the Princess of Geneva." Serena looked down.

"I guess it will be much more harder from now on."

"You're right about that. And it's my entire fault. But don't worry, I made up something as a gift of apology."

"Huh?"

"I made a plan, Serena."

"What?"

"Well, it won't make the paparazzi stay away but it will make your school stay away. Or rather, you will stay away. I asked the principal if he could arrange some teachers to teach you here…at the mansion. We'll provide them transportation going here and back."

"That's a good idea, Ken! Thank you! But how about Darien, Ken?"

"Darien? He stays with you, Serena. Both of you will study here until you graduate."

"That's great!" She looked at Darien and beamed. He grinned back.

"Oh, but there's a problem, Rena. Those special classes won't start until next week. So that means you'll have to deal with all of them the remaining days of this week." Their smiles faded at once.

"We do?"

"I'm sorry. But that's as far as the school can help." They fell silent. But after a minute, Serena's smile was back.

"Well, that's okay. You've helped us so much already, Ken. Thank you."

"Yeah, thank you, Mr. Thompson." Darien spoke for the first time. Ken smiled at him.

"Call me Ken, Darien. We'll be cousins anyway after you two get married." Both flushed as he said that and he laughed.

"You two are so funny! Well, going back, I'm worried about what will happen. So tomorrow, you'll have Andrew as your bodyguard."

"Bodyguard? Isn't that too exaggerating? I'm going to be fine, Ken. Besides, Darien is with me."

"No, Serena. You need someone who'll make the press go away. And Andrew is expert when it comes to that. Believe me, Serena. You'll appreciate him when you see those nosy persons."

"Fine."

"And there's one more thing. Starting tomorrow, you'll be going out using the limo."

"What? But that will attract more attention!"

"We have no choice. The press will be more curious if you DON'T arrive in one. They may even make stories out of it." Serena sighed.

"Oh my…well, okay. You know about these things so I'll let you handle them, cousin."

"Good."

"Now, Darien, we'll pick you up tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Me, too?"

"Yes!" Serena and Ken said sharply in unison. This took him aback. He held up his hands jokingly.

"Alright. Alright."

When they left Ken's office, Serena was very happy.

Ken is so great! No one could ever come up with such ideas like him. I'm lucky to have him as my cousin.

If I could go through this week without any event, it'll be a miracle…