*-*-Disclaimer: I do not, nor have I ever, owned Sailor Moon. These characters are completely fictional, and belong to the actual creators of Sailor Moon.-*-*
"Why Fight?"
Chapter One
"Serena! Get up, or you'll be late for school AGAIN!" her mother yelled as she yanked off Serena's covers.
"Aw, Mom. Just fiver more minutes."
"No! I've given you thirty! Now get up!"
"All righty. I'm up! I'm up! I'm up!"
"Good. Your breakfast is getting cold."
"What?! My breakfast?! Why didn't you say that in the first place?" Serena threw on her school uniform and ran down to the kitchen table where a stack of pancakes was sitting. "Yummy!" Serena gulped down the pancakes, "Bye, Mom! Thanks for the breakfast!" Serena yelled as she
dashed out the door.
"Well, there goes Hurricane Serena, off to do her damage for the day."
"Sammy! What have I told you about name calling?" his father scolded from behind his newspaper.
"That it's okay when she's not around?" Sammy asked questioningly.
"Sammy!" his father said, warning him of danger if he said anything else too smarty-pants like.
"Oh, all right! I'm sorry!" he said as he made his way out the door.
*~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile ~*~*~*~*~*~*
Before Serena had gotten to the end of the block, her klutziness took over. She had run into something very soft but muscular.
"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry! Sometimes I just have these moments – " she looked up at the person, "Darien!" She was in utter shock.
"Yeah? What of it, Meatball Head?"
Trying to act like it hadn't fazed her, "Oh, it's just that I thought I had run into someone important. Guess I was wrong. Well, sorry anyway."
"Oh, that hurts, Meatball Head."
"Well – you know – "
"No, I don't. Enlighten me, please," he begged of her earnestly.
"Sorry, can't. Don't have the time. I'm late for – "
"Oh, didn't you hear? There was some leak at the school- something about poisoning the students. Therefore, no classes today."
"Why should I believe you? You of all people."
"Serena!" she heard someone call her name, and she turned around and saw a brunette running towards her. "Did you hear?"
"Hear what?" Serena asked, hoping secretly that what Darien had said wouldn't be true.
"School's out," the brunette squealed, "Gas leak."
Serena turned to Darien, "My apologies."
"It's okay, Meatball Head. We all have our days. If you don't mind, I'll be on my way now. Bye!" he walked off, thinking all the while. *[Oh my goodness! If only she would get the message! Can't she see it?]*
"Lita!" (That was the brunette's name) "He's so cute! Oh my goodness! Who am I kidding? He's amazingly cute! I don't know if I can keep this charade up any longer."
"Just a little longer. Make him com to you. Okay? You promised."
"I know, I know. I promised. But, do you honestly thing that he likes me?"
"Yes! Can't you tell?! Now, let's go somewhere since there's no school!" Both girls squealed with utter delight in the thought.
"Okay, but let me change first."
"Okay."
"Why Fight?"
Chapter One
"Serena! Get up, or you'll be late for school AGAIN!" her mother yelled as she yanked off Serena's covers.
"Aw, Mom. Just fiver more minutes."
"No! I've given you thirty! Now get up!"
"All righty. I'm up! I'm up! I'm up!"
"Good. Your breakfast is getting cold."
"What?! My breakfast?! Why didn't you say that in the first place?" Serena threw on her school uniform and ran down to the kitchen table where a stack of pancakes was sitting. "Yummy!" Serena gulped down the pancakes, "Bye, Mom! Thanks for the breakfast!" Serena yelled as she
dashed out the door.
"Well, there goes Hurricane Serena, off to do her damage for the day."
"Sammy! What have I told you about name calling?" his father scolded from behind his newspaper.
"That it's okay when she's not around?" Sammy asked questioningly.
"Sammy!" his father said, warning him of danger if he said anything else too smarty-pants like.
"Oh, all right! I'm sorry!" he said as he made his way out the door.
*~*~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile ~*~*~*~*~*~*
Before Serena had gotten to the end of the block, her klutziness took over. She had run into something very soft but muscular.
"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry! Sometimes I just have these moments – " she looked up at the person, "Darien!" She was in utter shock.
"Yeah? What of it, Meatball Head?"
Trying to act like it hadn't fazed her, "Oh, it's just that I thought I had run into someone important. Guess I was wrong. Well, sorry anyway."
"Oh, that hurts, Meatball Head."
"Well – you know – "
"No, I don't. Enlighten me, please," he begged of her earnestly.
"Sorry, can't. Don't have the time. I'm late for – "
"Oh, didn't you hear? There was some leak at the school- something about poisoning the students. Therefore, no classes today."
"Why should I believe you? You of all people."
"Serena!" she heard someone call her name, and she turned around and saw a brunette running towards her. "Did you hear?"
"Hear what?" Serena asked, hoping secretly that what Darien had said wouldn't be true.
"School's out," the brunette squealed, "Gas leak."
Serena turned to Darien, "My apologies."
"It's okay, Meatball Head. We all have our days. If you don't mind, I'll be on my way now. Bye!" he walked off, thinking all the while. *[Oh my goodness! If only she would get the message! Can't she see it?]*
"Lita!" (That was the brunette's name) "He's so cute! Oh my goodness! Who am I kidding? He's amazingly cute! I don't know if I can keep this charade up any longer."
"Just a little longer. Make him com to you. Okay? You promised."
"I know, I know. I promised. But, do you honestly thing that he likes me?"
"Yes! Can't you tell?! Now, let's go somewhere since there's no school!" Both girls squealed with utter delight in the thought.
"Okay, but let me change first."
"Okay."
