AUTHOR'S NOTE: Now, I get reviews saying that this is just like Sailor Perfect's. Well, I'm sorry if that burst your inner bubble, but I have never read a story like that. I've read "A Perfect Arrangement" and "Lost Love." But nothing else. Trust me. If you don't like this story, then don't read it. But I want you to know that I am a true writer and that I don't steal people's ideas. You have to admit that people might have same idea's because we're humans--with the same brains! Anyway, for those who are actually enjoying, please read on.

Chapter 4... By Akira Kotono

"I've never heard of such a name." Serena lied calmly, dropping the phone onto the floor freely, letting it land with a 'crash' as the plastic broke.

"Serena, oh my god, are you okay?" asked Seiya, looking at her. "Who was it?"

"I don't know. The wrong number." Serena lied again as she slowly started remembering who that dark haired man on the photograph was.

"Come on," He let his hot lips touch Serena's shoulder.

"No thank you, Seiya." protested Serena, getting up. "Go to sleep. I'll be there soon."

Reluctantly, Seiya obeyed. Serena walked out into the bathroom and looked at herself for a long while in the mirror as those flashbacks played in her head.

Now she remembered who Darien Princeton was, how handsome and gorgeous, but with a terrible mind, he was. All her hate for him came back. She hated him now even more than any other time for reminding her of himself. Now she was determined to keep quiet so he wouldn't find her.

It was late and she couldn't do anything but go to sleep and try to forget about Darien.

But all night long her mind whispered his name. Soon she grew too tired to mind and fell asleep. But right before the sun was about to show its rays, she opened her eyes to find Seiya staring at her.

"Who's Darien?" he asked, looking at her as if there was something in her eyes.

"W-what? What are you talking about?" Surely enough, Serena had no idea she was longing for Darien more than she could've imagined for her mind no longer whispered his name, her lips did.

"Serena, don't play with me. I know you better than anyone else. But this-- this, I mean, this Darien, who is he?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." lied Serena, closing her eyes. "Go to sleep."

Seiya knew he wouldn't be able to get much out of Serena that night. So he went back to sleep until the early morning, his day off work. That was Serena's day off, too.

Seiya noticed that all day long, Serena acted strange. It was easy to notice for him that she was trying to hide something, something that caused pain deep inside of her. Once he asked her to go out to dinner with him.

"No thanks." was her reply. Now she had gotten back like how she had been before: all gloomy and never let a guy touch her again.

But Serena couldn't hide it for long, for Seiya figured it out soon enough. He didn't quite know who this Darien Princeton guy was, but all he knew that he was one of Serena's friend's brother. Seiya tried his best to cheer her up.

But even though he loved her and wanted her, he still wanted her to be happy. Seiya loved her deeply and would never let her go, unless it was for his own good, like this time. It would break his heart, after all these years of the two being together. Now he thanked Serena for denying him.

Searching everywhere he possibly could, Seiya finally found the name and number he was searching for: Darien Princeton. At first, he wasn't sure if he was doing the right thing. But he could no longer bear to hear Serena's plea for Darien at night, her melancholy mood in the day.

Serena would never confess that she even knew the name. She couldn't even explain why she needed him so to herself. But she wasn't good at keeping it a secret, especially from Seiya.

Soon enough, Seiya got enough strength to call up that guy. Finally alone at home, he dialed the number reluctantly. In seconds, Darien picked it up.

"Hello?" his hello seemed so hoping.

"Hi, um, is this Darien Princeton?" Seiya spoke, still unsure about the whole thing.

"Yes, that's me." Darien replied, his hope no longer in his voice. He seemed more tired and sad now.

"Um, I think I know who you're looking for. Is it Serena Kamington?"

But all Seiya earned for a reply was his quick breathing.

"You need Serena Kamington, right?" repeated Seiya.

"Right." there was his fast reply. "Where is she?"

"Well..." Seiya looked at the floor. He hadn't planned what he would say at all. What now? Was he going to hang up or what?

"Can I talk to her?"

"Um, well," Seiya hiccupped. "Actually, I was thinking of meeting up with you before planning on telling you about her." Actually, Seiya didn't plan to meet up with him. However, it was a good chance of seeing who that guy was. Evetually, he would find out more about him, and then he'd make sure it would be safe for telling him where she was and how to meet up with her.

"Okay. What about right now at Hamilton Restaurant?" Darien responded quickly. He himself thought too fast. Of course, hearing of Serena had brought his spirits up.

"Uh, okay. Meet you over there...by the entrance?" Seiya had no idea of how he looked, for he hadn't even seen the guy at all.

"Right. See ya." The two hung up right as Serena walked into the house.

"Who was it?" she asked.

"No one important." choked out Seiya. Oops. What if Serena wouldn't let him go with that reply..?

"No, tell me." Serena dropped her purse onto the sofa by him, sitting down, pulling him with her. "Tell me, I gotta know."

"A-actually, it's the wrong number again." Seiya lied. He looked at her, searching her eyes to see if she believed him.

"Okay...who did they need?" Serena asked. She acted as if she believed but she knew perfectly it wasn't the wrong number.

"Some guy." Seiya replied, calmly. "Well, I gotta go. See ya."

"Wait. This is suspicious. What's going on, Seiya?" Uh oh, suspicion.

"Nothing, really!" and he gave her a fake giggle. "C'mon, I gotta go."

Serena had to let go. Being able to do no more, she turned the television as Seiya walked out of the house, leaving Serena alone. He drove his car down to the restaurant. Sighing out a relief, there he saw Darien, the only one standing by the entrance.

Seiya parked his car behind the large building and walked over to the front, getting a clumsy 'hello' from the dark-haired guy.

"Hi. You're Darien, right?" Seiya asked just to make sure. The guy nodded. :"I'm Seiya, the one who called you a couple of minutes ago. You sure got here fast."

"Yep, I live just around the corner." replied the guy, looking at him, his hands in pockets, he started walking into the building.

"It's getting late and darker, so you have to make it quick." Darien uttered as they sat down by the window in the smoker's area.

"You smoke?" Seiya asked. He didn't like people who smoked at all. The smell of the cigarette just made him feel sick.

"No, not really." replied Darien; Seiya felt relieved to hear that. He didn't want Serena to kiss a smoker. Wait! Why did he already think they'd get together? Whoa, he had to slow down his thinking!

"Make it quick, I said." repeated Darien.

Seiya seemed to be deep in his thought but blinked out. "Oh, yes." He sipped water.

"So, tell me more of where she is and how I can get to her." started Darien.

"Yes, right." agreed Seiya. Right that moment he wished he ahd never called this guy in the first place. But he had done what he had to.

"So, where does she live?" asked Darien, leaning closer, wanting to hear about her more.

"Whoa, I don't even know what you have to do with Serena yet. So tell me that first." Seiya said. Uh-oh. Was he supposed to say that? Darien's muscles tensed.

"Fine, as you want." Darien murmured. "We were together when we teenagers." Darien explained quickly. "Now can we get back to the topic?"

"Ye-yeah." Seiya didn't protest even though he felt like doing that. Darien asked him where Serena lived.

"Uh, maybe we shouldn't do this." Seiya dared to protest. "Listen, I've done the wrong thing." he was ready to get up and leave.

"No, wait." Darien's cold words stopped him dead in his tracks. "I haven't finished yet. If you don't want to tell me where she lives," Seiya sighed out a sign of relief, for Darien no longer wanted the question where his girlfriend lives question. "then tell me how I can get together with her."

"Well...I could set the meeting if you like." Seiya suggested. This was actually going pretty good.

"Alright. For tomorrow. This restaurant at eight. Understood?" Darien gave his orders. Since he had to give orders in his company, that's what he thought here.

"Tomorrow? Wait a sec," Seiya wasn't a coward not to protest and let it all go off into the ditch that easily.

"What? I said tomorrow, this restaurant at eight straight. See ya." and the man left the restaurant with a grin on his face, satisfied with himself.

Now that wasn't so bad, thought Seiya to himself. Now I gotta tell Serena somehow....

He arrived home at seven fourty-five, finding Serena in front of TV. "Hey, honey," he greeted as he hung his coat.

"Hey." Serena replied, changing the channels.

"I have some news for you. Good ones." he smiled at her, walking toward her and sitting down on the soft couch.

"Spill the beans." she said plainly as she finally stopped clicking the remote.

"There's someone who wants to meet you tomorrow at Hamilton Restaurant, at eight. Gonna go?"

"Who is it?" asked Serena. She wasn't even looking at him. "I'm not going to go if you're not going to tell me who that person is."

"Wait, but that's part of surprise!" exclaimed Seiya. "You're going to be very happy to see that person. Wait and see. So, are you going to go?"

"Hm, I guess."

"It's going to be a special night, so dress up nicely and bring a good mood with ya!" grinned Seiya, patting her on the shoulder.
Serena straightened her black dress as she walked into Hamilton Restaurant. Walking past the pairs, with guys staring at her, she was led to a small table by a window.

"Mrs. Kamington?"

"It's Miss." Serena corrected.

Sitting down at the table, she was brought the menu. Suddenly she saw him. She froze. Calmly, Darien sat down in front of her down at their table, giving her a warm smile.

He looked stunning and so did she. They stared at each other for what seemed an eternity. So many years passed since they last saw each other.

"Okay, I think I'm at the wrong place. I gotta go." Serena spoke in a trembling voice, getting up.

"No, please." Darien pleaded. Serena couldn't resist. His features had changed a bit, making him look way sexier and gorgeous.

"You...look awesome, Serena." Darien sat as she sat back down.

Serena was speechless. Her heart was beating stronger now. She felt warm, coldness and anger leaving her body. But the eternal anger inside of her heart stayed. Her muscles tensed. She couldn't be here. She wouldn't be seduced again. She didn't want to see his stunning face again. She didn't want to hear his voice. She hated him there and then still.

But she couldn't explain her feelings one bit.