A/N: Hey all! I've finally got the next chapter up…it's been forever…I know…don't hurt me…
Disclaimer: Allright…I do not own the SM characters so don't hurt me!
Enough is Enough
Ch.4~Spaghetti Sauce
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Serena stepped out of the car with her mom. They were at the mall, shopping for her new dress. They walked into the clothing store and headed for the misses section.
Her mom picked up a black strapless dress with a slit up it. It was silk and was incredibly light. "Here, Serena. Try this on!"
"You…are actually gonna let me try THAT on? You don't even let me get spaghetti strap shirts!" Serena said incredulously.
"This is your first date and I'll be darned if you are going looking like an immature teenager." Her mom said defensively.
"Alright. I'll try it on." Serena took the dress from her mother and went into the dressing room. She put it on and walked out barefoot. (She had to take her shoes off to try the dress on) The split on the dress came up her left leg and stopped midway up her thigh. When she walked her entire left leg came out of the dress seductively.
Serena's mom gasped slightly and shook her head in agreement. A big smile crossed her face and she said, "That's the one! You're getting that one." Serena nodded and walked back into the dressing room and changed into her normal clothes.
She walked out, handed her mom the dress and walked out with her once it was paid for. It was already 5:00 when they got home from the mall, so Serena took a shower. When she was done she stood in the bathroom wrapped in a towel, having her hair blow-dried by her mom.
When her hair was dry, Serena started to put her hair up in her customary meatballs. Her mom stopped her.
"No, Serena! When you put your hair up like that you look like a middle school student! You're in high school now! It's time you did something more mature with your hair." Her mom stated.
"D-did you just call my h-ha-hair IMMATURE!!??" Serena bellowed.
"Yes."
"Oh…okay."
"What do you say to a hair cut?" Her mom asked.
"Hello?"
Her mom sighed anime style. "No…I mean how about I cut your hair."
"Oh…okay…I guess." Serena gave in.
"Alright! Just sit down on this stool." Serena's mom brushed out her hair and took the scissors. She cut off her hair an inch past her shoulders.
"My…my hair…" Serena stuttered, as she looked at her self in the mirror.
"Now let's get your dress on." Her mom pulled her into the bedroom. Serena put on her underwear and threw her towel in the hamper.
Once her dress was on she went back into the bathroom with her mom and finished getting ready.
~*~*~(At 8:00)
The doorbell rang. Serena's mom went to the door and opened it. Darien was standing there in a light gray suit.
"Hello, Mrs.Tsukino. Is Serena ready?" He asked in his handsomely low tones. ( I just love his voice don't you? ^_^)
"Serena! Come down! Darien's here!" Her mom yelled to Serena upstairs.
Serena descended the stairs slowly. She was wearing black strap high heels and that black silk dress. Her left leg came out of it with every other step she took. Her hair had been put up in a bun except for two tendrils of hair on each side of her head, which had been curled to create an elegant effect. Her makeup was light but very effective and her nails had been given a French manicure. (You know , when there's the white stuff on the tips and the rest is just glossy?)
Darien stared, open-mouthed, at Serena as she came to a halt in front of him. She looked like an adult instead of the immature little teenager she usually came across as. This whole date had been a dare from his friends. He had not expected her to look desirable in the least.
"W-wow. You look amazing Serena." Darien said in a low voice.
"Thank you. You look very good too, Darien." Serena said, betting her eyelashes at him. Darien felt his heart rate soar through the roof. He actually liked the twit! How annoying. (You should have understood by know that the flirting he did with her was all for show. He never thought he really liked her. He always thought she was annoying.)
"Shall we go?" He held out his arm to her.
Serena took his arm and walked out with him. "Of course. See you later on, Mother." Serena said in her adult-like tones.
Darien helped her into his car then got in and drove off. "Is this all to please your mother?" He asked after a few moments of painful silence.
"Why on Earth would you say that, Darien dear? I was so looking forward to this date that I wanted to look my best for you." Serena said with a tinge of sarcasm in her voice.
"I caught that." Darien said emotionlessly.
"I have no idea what you are talking about." The rest of the ride was taken up by Darien fiddling with the radio and Serena staring out the window.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Darien helped her out of the car and led her into the place. "Chiba, table for two." He said to the Maitre d'.
"Right this way." The waiter said and led them to a small candle lit table. "My name is Paul and I will be serving you tonight. Here are your menus. I will be back in a bit for your order."
Darien nodded and the waiter walked off. Darien turned his attention towards Serena. She just held her menu up in front of her face and tried her damndest to ignore his flustering presence.
"Don't try to ignore me, my monkey. It won't work."
Darien said, trying to get her worked up enough to look at him. It didn't work. She just gritted her teeth and stared at her menu. She picked the first thing she saw. Spaghetti.
Darien picked his up and picked the meatloaf for himself. "What are you having my monkey?"
"I am having the spaghetti." She said with severe finality.
"Really, monkey?" Darien prodded.
"You know, I think I preferred when you called me meatball head when I was in middle school." Serena said with a smile.
"But that's such a rude name to call my little monkey." He smiled at her and set his menu down. She folded hers back up and set it down as well.
"I wish you would stop calling me that." Just as she said that the waiter came over and they gave him their orders. A little bit later the food came and they began eating.
Serena skewered a meatball and dipped it into the little bowl of sauce that came on the side. She popped it into her mouth and chewed.
"You do know you are suppose to cut those giant things in half before eating them, don't you?" Darien asked innocently. Serena stared at him and swallowed her food.
"I don't need lessons in mannerism from you! The most obnoxious jerk in all of Tokyo." Serena snapped at him.
"I didn't mean to upset you my little monkey…"
"Stop calling me your little monkey!" Serena screamed at him and stood up, bringing all the attention on them. "I want you to take me home!"
"Alright, my monkey. Let's go." Darien stood up and walked over to her.
"I SAID STOP CALLING ME THAT!" Serena yelled even louder and picked up the bowl of spaghetti sauce. She dumped it on his head and stormed out of the restaurant.
Darien walked into the restroom and washed the sauce out of his hair before walking outside to Serena who was sitting on a bench crying.
"I'm really sorry, Serena. I didn't mean to make you so upset." He said sympathetically. He sat down next to her and turned her to face him. "Can you ever forgive me?"
Serena threw herself against him and sobbed. "You big jerk! Why didn't you just stop? We could have had a nice night out if you hadn't worked so hard at annoying me and making the date miserable for me!" She yelled into his jacket collar.
"If you don't forgive me. I'll understand. I acted abominably tonight." He said sadly.
Serena pulled herself out of his protective grasp. "Yes you did! You're infuriating! I want to go home…NOW!"
Darien helped her into the car and then drove off. "I really am sorry. Really!" He tried to consol the girl who was now sitting stock still while the tears flowed down her cheeks. "Please don't cry! Your mother will hate me if I bring you home in this state!"
"She should! It was an incredibly immoral thing you did! Falsely winning the affections of my parents! Lying to them! Making them believe you were madly in love with me just so that you could annoy the hell out of me and have yourself a little fun!" Serena yelled accusingly. The tears had stopped and her face was now relatively dry.
Darien's face took on a grave look as she yelled her accusations at him. She was right. It was a terrible thing he had done. If she never forgave him she would be in the right. If she ever did forgive him it would be a stupid thing to do.
"I-I'm sorry, Serena. You should never forgive me." He pulled up in front of her house. "Here we are." He got out and helped her out. He walked her to the door and faced her. "I don't know if you'll ever forgive me…but if you do, I would really enjoy another date in a more informal setting where we could just have some fun." Darien suggested sweetly. He gave her a kiss on the forehead and walked off. "Goodbye, Miss Tsukino." Darien got in his car and drove off. Serena watched him go and when she couldn't see him anymore gave the empty space where he had been standing a wry smile. An informal date sounded nice.
^-0 Yay! What a wonderful chapter! Don't worry…they are falling in love with each other and he will never call her monkey again! Next chapter is their next encounter during ceramics class…watch out…I is on pocky!
A/N: in the last couple chapters I was spelling the crunchy treat, pocky, paki…boy, was I wrong…anyways…read and review…I'll write the next chapter only when I get at least 20 reviews! And the 20th reviewer will get a special message in the next chapter…so review already! It's for your own sanity (and mine)
