A/N: Ok, everyone this is chapter three! Thanks for everyone who reviewed!
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Title: The Real Me
Chapter 3
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Darien's Point Of View*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Dust flew around me as Serena took off as fast as could be. Watching her get smaller and smaller as she got further and further, I couldn't help but feeling sad. It's weird. For the past year, I couldn't help but develop feelings for Serena. I mean how could anyone not? She was beautiful, something out of heaven--an angel. With her long, flowing blond hair and beautiful, soulful blue eyes, it was like looking at something so innocent, so pure that you would feel unworthy looking at her. What really caught me eye to her wasn't just her looks **Even though they played a big part** I thought to myself with a grin, but it was who she was as a person. Serena was the nicest, caring, most considerate person I've ever. She always cares about other people's feelings, even at the expense of her own. It just confounded me that someone can be as perfect as she was.
**So why not give up this whole cherade?** The thought ran through my mind. Sure I made fun of her all the time, but it was only to hide my true feelings. Someone like her could never love someone like me. **Wait!! Love??? Who said anything about love?* * It was true, where had this word come from? I only LIKED her, not LOVED her. But, the very thought of that word, love, gave me shivers down my spine, and for some reason it was just right--like it fit. But it didn't matter how I felt, because I knew she would never feel that way. She made it plainly evident every single day when she told me she "hated me". Not that I could blame her, I mean I was pretty rough on her. But it was either make fun of her, or be intoxicated by her. No way was I going to be hurt again, it just wasn't worth all the pain.
But then why did a part of want to go up to her and tell her how I feel every singe day? I'd been hurt so many times by love, it just seemed that everytime I want to get close to someone, they are ripped away from me- -my parents being a good example. Oh well, it didn't matter, just being able to see and hear Serena was enough for me. I could never ask for anything more. It was like that old saying, "love from afar is better than no love at all,". It was just so true.
**Whoa man, talk about deep thoughts. I haven't even had my coffee yet,** I thought with a small chuckle. With that I headed over to the arcade--part of my morning ritual. Sure enough as soon as I entered, Andrew was there as always behind the counter, making sure everything was clean and perfect.
"Hey Darien!" Andrew greeted me with a cheerful smile.
"Hey man, what's up?"
" Oh nothing much. Same old, same old. You want your usual?" My usual being a coffee with two sugars-no cream and a piece of apple- cranberry pie to go with it.
"Sure. You know me way too well," I replied with a laugh.
" That or I can hear your stomach rumbling half a kilometer away," Andrew bantered jokingly.
"Haha, how about less talk more food?" I suggested, showing I can banter just as well as he can. Andrew just laughed and went to the back to get my order. Watching him walk away, I felt guilty. Andrew was my best friend since we were 13(A/N: I don't know if that's actually right, but oh well...hehe). and we had told each everything. He's helped me through some really tough times and him with me. Even know, he still tells me everything, like how he likes Serena's friend-Mina, how he wants to travel the world, and how he wishes he had a better relationship with his father. Even though after all the stuff he's told me, it's only a one way street. Lately, I haven't told Andrew anything. I wish I could, but I can't. I mean...there's Serena. How the heck can I tell Andrew that I practically love her**There's that word again....**when all I've done is deny, deny, and deny when's he's asked me. And it's just not that. How can I tell him about the other huge part of my life? About me being Tuxedo Mask?
Yes, Tuxedo Mask. The gift and curse of my life. A whole part of my life that I'm very much clueless about. I don't know anything at all, except that I have to protect Sailor Moon. Even with that, I'm still in the dark. How do I always seem to know when she's in trouble. I could be sitting at home, watching TV, when all of a sudden, a pain goes through me and then I transform. How am I supposed to explain that? It's like as soon as I transform, the other part of me takes over. **Damn, I just wish I knew how to control this!** I thought as I thought to last night's events.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*FlAsHbAcK*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sitting on my living room couch, resting from the day's events, I was watching a funny sitcom on TV, laughing along with the audience, when it happened. The pain that ran through me and ended in my heart could only mean one thing--I had to get to Sailor Moon. Before I knew what was happening, my pajamas had been replaced with a black tuxedo and my infamous white mask--the only barrier between myself and Tuxedo Mask. Faster than I thought possible, I jumped out of my window and headed towards the darkness to where my heart led me--My own personal tracer to Sailor Moon.[A/N: Aww, how romantic :-)]
After about 10 minutes of blindly following where my heart led me, I turned a corner to see the sailor scouts battling a huge youma. I barley had time to register the scene before moving in action. Sailor Mars and Sailor Mercury were lying on the ground-unconscious. Sailor Jupiter, for some odd reason, was in a hole fifteen feet deep(in which I assumed the monster had made) and was trying valiantly to get out. Sailor Venus was hanging from a branch on a tree, tied up in some odd, gooey string. Then my eyes landed on Sailor Moon. She was on the ground-desperately trying to hold her own against a youma-one of the toughest I've ever seen. Sailor Moon's back was towards me, so she had not yet seen me. Suddenly the youma conjured up a ball of energy, enclosed in fire and aimed it towards Sailor Moon. Sailor Moon gave a whimper of fear, and turned her head ready for the worst. That's when I made my move.
Before I knew what I was doing, I placed my body before Sailor Moon's- acting as a shield and threw one of my razor-sharp roses at the youma's face. Bulls-Eye. It hit the youma square in the face. While the youma was in pain--I took the monster's distraction as an opportunity to get Sailor Moon out of his immediate range. Quickly, without any hesitation, I took her in my arms and carried her behind a bush.
**Funny, she weighs as much as a feather** I thought to myself as I regrettably set her down. It just felt so good-so right to have her in my arms. But I drew myself back to where I was--the battle.
"Are you all right?" I asked in a concerned voice. Before she answered, I gave her a quick look-over to make sure she was ok. She had some bruises on her arms and a couple of cuts on her legs--but all in all she was fine.
"Yah, I'm fine," She replied in a strong, but shaken voice. I saw her turn her head back at the youma, who was quickly recovering from the effects of my rose. "Well, I better finish him off," Sailor Moon said determinably as she stood up ready for the match. I got up just as quickly as her and stopped her before she made her way.
"Are you sure you're strong enough?" I asked. **Now, why did I say that?** I thought, of course she was strong enough. It was just that for some reason, I didn't want her to go. But I knew she must--after all the youma was less than 5 metres away from us.
Sailor Moon just smiled as she heard my question. The smile. That smile could light up darkness and even compete with the sun in terms of beauty(A/N: lol, ya I know, Romeo and Juliet reference--I didn't mean to do that, just seemed like it would work.). That smile got me thinking of Serena. **Serena?? What the heck am I doing thinking about her? I'm in the middle of a battle for god's sake, and here I am thinking about some girl??** But of course, Serena could never be some girl to me. There I was going again, getting distracted when I should be keeping my focus about me. I jerked myself back to reality as I heard Sailor Moon say,"I think I can handle it." And with that she jumped from behind the bush to face the youma head on. She let go of her tiara and did her jig(A/N: lol, jig...hehe.....) and before we knew it, the youma was 'moon dust'.
As I rushed over to see if she was all right, the thought came to my head. **I'm doing it again.** Of course, once again I get unnecessarily protective of Sailor Moon. It was like I never wanted her to be hurt or to have fear. If I could, I would gladly protect her from the evil and fear and even the world. But I knew that could never happen. When I made it to where she last was, I saw there was no sign of her. Now I began to worry. **What could have happened to her?? Damn myself for not keeping a closer eye on her, what if she got kidnapped, what if.......**My thoughts were suddenly quieted when I turned around and saw her by the tree, trying to free Sailor Venus from the tree. *Woosshh* I let a silent breath of relief and went over to help her.
After we had helped all the scouts, and after I made sure that Sailor Moon was in no harm, I turned(with some regret) to make my exit. Before I could, I felt a small hand reach out and gently touch my arm. I turned around and saw the owner of the hand was none other than Sailor Moon. **Such white, creamy skin....so beautiful............**
"I just wanted to say thank you for helping us, again, and thanks for saving me, once again," Sailor Moon told me with a sweet, little smile. **There's that smile again..........**
"No problem," I said as neutrally as I could, without giving any hint of what exactly I was thinking of at the moment. When I looked down at her I looked into her eyes and froze. **Her eyes.....god.....her eyes are breathtaking.** Bright baby blue eyes that were filled with innocence and yet there was a twinkle there, but a twinkle filled with what? Love? No, that was ridiculous. Her eyes...they reminded me so much of Serena, and I couldn't figure out why. What was it about Sailor Moon that made me think of Serena so much? **Could it be........they are the same person?** Haha, no way. That thought was laughable. What were the odds of that? However much I wished, I knew Sailor Moon and Serena were two very different people. **But how is it that two very different people can bring up the same feelings in the same precise way withen me?** I questioned myself.
My head was starting to hurt. This was too much deep thinking after a battle, much less late at night. It was definatly time to go to bed and have a good night's rest. With that thought, I called out to the sailors,"Farewell," and made my way back to my apartment.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*eNd FlAsHbAcK*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Still sipping my coffee, I was filled with confusion, anger an not being able to tell who I really am, and oddly enough, longing? **Longing?** But longing for what? And, if it was really longing, why did it feel like it was turning into love?
A/N: Ok everyone that's chapter 3. Hehe, my longest chapter yet! Ya i kno it was really boring, but I have to get the groundwork for the rest of the story. When I first started this story, I thought it would be 5, maybe 6 chapters, but as I'm going along, I realize it's going to be a lot more than that. I promise the next chapter will be much more exciting. No more Point of View's. It's going to be narrated(I think that's when the storyteller tells the story, lol). But ya, plz plz plz review, and remember constructive flames please!!
Disclaimer: I dont own Sailor Moon or any of the characters. :-(
Title: The Real Me
Chapter 3
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Darien's Point Of View*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Dust flew around me as Serena took off as fast as could be. Watching her get smaller and smaller as she got further and further, I couldn't help but feeling sad. It's weird. For the past year, I couldn't help but develop feelings for Serena. I mean how could anyone not? She was beautiful, something out of heaven--an angel. With her long, flowing blond hair and beautiful, soulful blue eyes, it was like looking at something so innocent, so pure that you would feel unworthy looking at her. What really caught me eye to her wasn't just her looks **Even though they played a big part** I thought to myself with a grin, but it was who she was as a person. Serena was the nicest, caring, most considerate person I've ever. She always cares about other people's feelings, even at the expense of her own. It just confounded me that someone can be as perfect as she was.
**So why not give up this whole cherade?** The thought ran through my mind. Sure I made fun of her all the time, but it was only to hide my true feelings. Someone like her could never love someone like me. **Wait!! Love??? Who said anything about love?* * It was true, where had this word come from? I only LIKED her, not LOVED her. But, the very thought of that word, love, gave me shivers down my spine, and for some reason it was just right--like it fit. But it didn't matter how I felt, because I knew she would never feel that way. She made it plainly evident every single day when she told me she "hated me". Not that I could blame her, I mean I was pretty rough on her. But it was either make fun of her, or be intoxicated by her. No way was I going to be hurt again, it just wasn't worth all the pain.
But then why did a part of want to go up to her and tell her how I feel every singe day? I'd been hurt so many times by love, it just seemed that everytime I want to get close to someone, they are ripped away from me- -my parents being a good example. Oh well, it didn't matter, just being able to see and hear Serena was enough for me. I could never ask for anything more. It was like that old saying, "love from afar is better than no love at all,". It was just so true.
**Whoa man, talk about deep thoughts. I haven't even had my coffee yet,** I thought with a small chuckle. With that I headed over to the arcade--part of my morning ritual. Sure enough as soon as I entered, Andrew was there as always behind the counter, making sure everything was clean and perfect.
"Hey Darien!" Andrew greeted me with a cheerful smile.
"Hey man, what's up?"
" Oh nothing much. Same old, same old. You want your usual?" My usual being a coffee with two sugars-no cream and a piece of apple- cranberry pie to go with it.
"Sure. You know me way too well," I replied with a laugh.
" That or I can hear your stomach rumbling half a kilometer away," Andrew bantered jokingly.
"Haha, how about less talk more food?" I suggested, showing I can banter just as well as he can. Andrew just laughed and went to the back to get my order. Watching him walk away, I felt guilty. Andrew was my best friend since we were 13(A/N: I don't know if that's actually right, but oh well...hehe). and we had told each everything. He's helped me through some really tough times and him with me. Even know, he still tells me everything, like how he likes Serena's friend-Mina, how he wants to travel the world, and how he wishes he had a better relationship with his father. Even though after all the stuff he's told me, it's only a one way street. Lately, I haven't told Andrew anything. I wish I could, but I can't. I mean...there's Serena. How the heck can I tell Andrew that I practically love her**There's that word again....**when all I've done is deny, deny, and deny when's he's asked me. And it's just not that. How can I tell him about the other huge part of my life? About me being Tuxedo Mask?
Yes, Tuxedo Mask. The gift and curse of my life. A whole part of my life that I'm very much clueless about. I don't know anything at all, except that I have to protect Sailor Moon. Even with that, I'm still in the dark. How do I always seem to know when she's in trouble. I could be sitting at home, watching TV, when all of a sudden, a pain goes through me and then I transform. How am I supposed to explain that? It's like as soon as I transform, the other part of me takes over. **Damn, I just wish I knew how to control this!** I thought as I thought to last night's events.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*FlAsHbAcK*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Sitting on my living room couch, resting from the day's events, I was watching a funny sitcom on TV, laughing along with the audience, when it happened. The pain that ran through me and ended in my heart could only mean one thing--I had to get to Sailor Moon. Before I knew what was happening, my pajamas had been replaced with a black tuxedo and my infamous white mask--the only barrier between myself and Tuxedo Mask. Faster than I thought possible, I jumped out of my window and headed towards the darkness to where my heart led me--My own personal tracer to Sailor Moon.[A/N: Aww, how romantic :-)]
After about 10 minutes of blindly following where my heart led me, I turned a corner to see the sailor scouts battling a huge youma. I barley had time to register the scene before moving in action. Sailor Mars and Sailor Mercury were lying on the ground-unconscious. Sailor Jupiter, for some odd reason, was in a hole fifteen feet deep(in which I assumed the monster had made) and was trying valiantly to get out. Sailor Venus was hanging from a branch on a tree, tied up in some odd, gooey string. Then my eyes landed on Sailor Moon. She was on the ground-desperately trying to hold her own against a youma-one of the toughest I've ever seen. Sailor Moon's back was towards me, so she had not yet seen me. Suddenly the youma conjured up a ball of energy, enclosed in fire and aimed it towards Sailor Moon. Sailor Moon gave a whimper of fear, and turned her head ready for the worst. That's when I made my move.
Before I knew what I was doing, I placed my body before Sailor Moon's- acting as a shield and threw one of my razor-sharp roses at the youma's face. Bulls-Eye. It hit the youma square in the face. While the youma was in pain--I took the monster's distraction as an opportunity to get Sailor Moon out of his immediate range. Quickly, without any hesitation, I took her in my arms and carried her behind a bush.
**Funny, she weighs as much as a feather** I thought to myself as I regrettably set her down. It just felt so good-so right to have her in my arms. But I drew myself back to where I was--the battle.
"Are you all right?" I asked in a concerned voice. Before she answered, I gave her a quick look-over to make sure she was ok. She had some bruises on her arms and a couple of cuts on her legs--but all in all she was fine.
"Yah, I'm fine," She replied in a strong, but shaken voice. I saw her turn her head back at the youma, who was quickly recovering from the effects of my rose. "Well, I better finish him off," Sailor Moon said determinably as she stood up ready for the match. I got up just as quickly as her and stopped her before she made her way.
"Are you sure you're strong enough?" I asked. **Now, why did I say that?** I thought, of course she was strong enough. It was just that for some reason, I didn't want her to go. But I knew she must--after all the youma was less than 5 metres away from us.
Sailor Moon just smiled as she heard my question. The smile. That smile could light up darkness and even compete with the sun in terms of beauty(A/N: lol, ya I know, Romeo and Juliet reference--I didn't mean to do that, just seemed like it would work.). That smile got me thinking of Serena. **Serena?? What the heck am I doing thinking about her? I'm in the middle of a battle for god's sake, and here I am thinking about some girl??** But of course, Serena could never be some girl to me. There I was going again, getting distracted when I should be keeping my focus about me. I jerked myself back to reality as I heard Sailor Moon say,"I think I can handle it." And with that she jumped from behind the bush to face the youma head on. She let go of her tiara and did her jig(A/N: lol, jig...hehe.....) and before we knew it, the youma was 'moon dust'.
As I rushed over to see if she was all right, the thought came to my head. **I'm doing it again.** Of course, once again I get unnecessarily protective of Sailor Moon. It was like I never wanted her to be hurt or to have fear. If I could, I would gladly protect her from the evil and fear and even the world. But I knew that could never happen. When I made it to where she last was, I saw there was no sign of her. Now I began to worry. **What could have happened to her?? Damn myself for not keeping a closer eye on her, what if she got kidnapped, what if.......**My thoughts were suddenly quieted when I turned around and saw her by the tree, trying to free Sailor Venus from the tree. *Woosshh* I let a silent breath of relief and went over to help her.
After we had helped all the scouts, and after I made sure that Sailor Moon was in no harm, I turned(with some regret) to make my exit. Before I could, I felt a small hand reach out and gently touch my arm. I turned around and saw the owner of the hand was none other than Sailor Moon. **Such white, creamy skin....so beautiful............**
"I just wanted to say thank you for helping us, again, and thanks for saving me, once again," Sailor Moon told me with a sweet, little smile. **There's that smile again..........**
"No problem," I said as neutrally as I could, without giving any hint of what exactly I was thinking of at the moment. When I looked down at her I looked into her eyes and froze. **Her eyes.....god.....her eyes are breathtaking.** Bright baby blue eyes that were filled with innocence and yet there was a twinkle there, but a twinkle filled with what? Love? No, that was ridiculous. Her eyes...they reminded me so much of Serena, and I couldn't figure out why. What was it about Sailor Moon that made me think of Serena so much? **Could it be........they are the same person?** Haha, no way. That thought was laughable. What were the odds of that? However much I wished, I knew Sailor Moon and Serena were two very different people. **But how is it that two very different people can bring up the same feelings in the same precise way withen me?** I questioned myself.
My head was starting to hurt. This was too much deep thinking after a battle, much less late at night. It was definatly time to go to bed and have a good night's rest. With that thought, I called out to the sailors,"Farewell," and made my way back to my apartment.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*eNd FlAsHbAcK*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Still sipping my coffee, I was filled with confusion, anger an not being able to tell who I really am, and oddly enough, longing? **Longing?** But longing for what? And, if it was really longing, why did it feel like it was turning into love?
A/N: Ok everyone that's chapter 3. Hehe, my longest chapter yet! Ya i kno it was really boring, but I have to get the groundwork for the rest of the story. When I first started this story, I thought it would be 5, maybe 6 chapters, but as I'm going along, I realize it's going to be a lot more than that. I promise the next chapter will be much more exciting. No more Point of View's. It's going to be narrated(I think that's when the storyteller tells the story, lol). But ya, plz plz plz review, and remember constructive flames please!!
