Destiny Can Seem So Wrong
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon
A/N: I'm glad you all like this. I don't think I have had a bad review yet, something I am proud of. To those of you who appeared to think last chapter was the end, do I have a shock for you! I know this may seem a little OOC for Serena, but love can make you do all sorts of crazy things. This is after all love she's experiencing! It can be beautiful but often vexing, and we see the vexing side in this story. If I was Sailor Moon I'd do the same thing to get the guy I loved ^_^ but I'm not, worse luck. Oh well, here is Chapter 8 for all my faithful and lovely reviewers! - Eli K*
8- Love And Justice
Luna was getting extremely worried about Serena. Ever since she and Raye had made up, Serena had been over at Raye's every spare moment she had, aiding her friend through the break-up with Darien. It was nice of Serena to want to help her friend, but this was bordering on obsession. Luna knew she had to say something and fast before another fight arose between Raye and Serena-because Serena was being TOO unselfish!
"Serena," Luna said desperately, "do you really need to go and see Raye again?"
Serena pulled on her tight-fitting pink jacket over the small white shirt she wore already and nodded, her blond, meatball-topped ponytails bouncing flamboyantly. "She needs someone to cheer her up, Luna, after the way that arrogant pig Darien treated her! Mm-hm." Serena jerked her head again violently. "I'm outta here, Luna. See you later."
Knowing there was nothing she could say or do to stop Serena from going over to the temple again, Luna sighed wearily. "Right." She curled up into a ball of dark fur and lazed in the sun pouring through Serena's bedroom window, wondering which day this week Serena would come home in tears because she had been screamed at for being a stalker.
***
Serena opened the elegant sliding door to Raye's bedroom and announced perkily, "I'm he-ere! Time to stop your wallowing, Raye, because I will not allow it anymore!" She stared at Raye with eager azure eyes, waiting for Raye to come out of the certain depression she was in.
Raye sat on her bed, knees to chest, holding a photo of she and Darien in a pair of unsteady hands. The big violet eyes were shining with water, threatening to overflow down the milky-white, hollow cheeks. She did not seem in any hurry to arise from her wallowing depression, much to Serena's despair.
"Raye, c'mon. No more wallowing! I hate to see people wallow," Serena wailed.
"I think I'm entitled to, seeing as I just lost the only guy I ever truly loved," Raye said, her normally strident, razor-sharp voice small and broken. It was clear Raye wanted to have some time alone, some time to be allowed to grieve, but Serena just couldn't let her.
Almost sick with guilt at the sad and sorry sight of a depressed Raye Hino before her, Serena knew she had to DO something. She had to ease the pain of her own guilty conscience as well as support her best friend. "Darien is a conceited jerk, Raye. In my opinion, you're way better off without him," Serena cajoled hopelessly, hugging herself as she waited for a reply.
"I don't care," Raye said, silent tears seeping down her face. "I don't care if he is. I still love him anyway, and nothing you say about him is going to change my mind, Serena. Please just leave me alone, just for today, Serena."
"Oh, but Raye," Serena started hopefully.
"But nothing, Serena. Please?" Raye said in defeat.
Serena decided to do as Raye said. "Fine. See you later, then."
***
Serena knew there was nothing she could do or say to change Raye's mind. But she was sick and tired of hiding this horrible secret. She had to tell someone. She didn't care if it meant giving away her entire identity: She was going to tell Darien what she had done to Raye. There was always Tuxedo Mask to go after anyway, right?
Ignoring the pain in her heart, Serena coached her shaking body up to Darien's apartment block and walked with long slow steps, wishing that with each step she took closer, she could take five back. This had to be done, however, so there was no turning back at all. Serena had been the one to do this, and so by rights should be the one to tell the rotten truth to Darien, no matter how much it hurt her. This was for Raye.
Darien was completely shocked to see Serena Tsukino on his doorstep and voiced it. "Serena! What are you doing here?"
Serena took a deep breath to slow her furiously beating heart, lifted her chin and said bravely, "May I come in, please, Darien?"
Darien looked at her standing there, completely bemused. She was beautiful as usual, but there was something within her today that he had not at all been prepared for, and wondered what was going on. Behind the seemingly vapid face, there seemed to lurk something deep. Darien couldn't pretend he wasn't dying to know what lay behind that face, so he accepted her question. "Sure. Come on in."
Another few beats of her racing heart and Serena stood in the apartment, the door closed behind her. It was just her, Darien and the secrets now. She accepted the suggestion of a cup of tea and eased her wavering body onto Darien's couch. "Darien, I've come here to talk to you about Raye, and a couple of things you should know about me."
"I don't want to talk about Raye." Darien rolled his deep indigo orbs and set a steaming orange cup full of tea in front of the girl on the sofa. "It's over between us, Serena. I'm not going to take Raye back no matter what you say to me, all right?"
"But Darien," Serena said, her eyes now filling with tears at his words, "Raye hasn't done anything wrong. Really she hasn't." She clutched at her bag and watched Darien's handsome face for a reaction.
"Serena, I think I'd know what was going on in mine and Raye's relationship, thanks." Darien sat across from the tearful girl and shook his head, perplexed.
"But you don't, Darien." Serena ignored the tears running down her face and pulled the offending Luna Disguise Pen out of her bag. "This is what was going on." She set it down on the coffee table and sniffled.
Darien gazed at the pink object on his redwood coffee table for a full two minutes; still no closer to understanding what Serena was trying to say to him here. "I think we're having a communications breakdown here, Serena," he said in bewilderment to the crying blonde before him. "Would you mind if I asked for a full explanation please?"
Sniffling back tears again, Serena nodded. "Sure," she said briskly. "This is called the Luna Disguise Pen."
"The what?" Darien said blankly.
"Okay, I used this to disguise myself as Raye because I was jealous." Serena bowed her flaxen head in shame.
"I'm not following. That is totally impossible, Serena." Darien had not noticed the latter part of Serena's incriminating confession.
"No it isn't." Serena's chin lifted as she gained strength. "Do you recognise this person?" she asked, pulling the brooch out of her bag and shouting, "Moon Prism Power!"
Darien watched, completely astonished, the dazzling colours surround Serena Tsukino, unable to speak for the life of him. His eyes relayed total shock.
It can't be.
Not Serena Tsukino, the vapid blonde meatball-head.
Not Serena Tsukino.
Not Sailor Moon.
Not true.
But all of these racing thoughts in Darien's mind were proved to be deadly wrong as he watched Serena Tsukino become the young woman warrior he thought he would never get to confess his secret love to.
Not Sailor Moon.
Serena looked at him. "Well, Darien, is it really all that impossible? Tell me, how can it be, when I am the champion of love and justice, Sailor Moon?"
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon
A/N: I'm glad you all like this. I don't think I have had a bad review yet, something I am proud of. To those of you who appeared to think last chapter was the end, do I have a shock for you! I know this may seem a little OOC for Serena, but love can make you do all sorts of crazy things. This is after all love she's experiencing! It can be beautiful but often vexing, and we see the vexing side in this story. If I was Sailor Moon I'd do the same thing to get the guy I loved ^_^ but I'm not, worse luck. Oh well, here is Chapter 8 for all my faithful and lovely reviewers! - Eli K*
8- Love And Justice
Luna was getting extremely worried about Serena. Ever since she and Raye had made up, Serena had been over at Raye's every spare moment she had, aiding her friend through the break-up with Darien. It was nice of Serena to want to help her friend, but this was bordering on obsession. Luna knew she had to say something and fast before another fight arose between Raye and Serena-because Serena was being TOO unselfish!
"Serena," Luna said desperately, "do you really need to go and see Raye again?"
Serena pulled on her tight-fitting pink jacket over the small white shirt she wore already and nodded, her blond, meatball-topped ponytails bouncing flamboyantly. "She needs someone to cheer her up, Luna, after the way that arrogant pig Darien treated her! Mm-hm." Serena jerked her head again violently. "I'm outta here, Luna. See you later."
Knowing there was nothing she could say or do to stop Serena from going over to the temple again, Luna sighed wearily. "Right." She curled up into a ball of dark fur and lazed in the sun pouring through Serena's bedroom window, wondering which day this week Serena would come home in tears because she had been screamed at for being a stalker.
***
Serena opened the elegant sliding door to Raye's bedroom and announced perkily, "I'm he-ere! Time to stop your wallowing, Raye, because I will not allow it anymore!" She stared at Raye with eager azure eyes, waiting for Raye to come out of the certain depression she was in.
Raye sat on her bed, knees to chest, holding a photo of she and Darien in a pair of unsteady hands. The big violet eyes were shining with water, threatening to overflow down the milky-white, hollow cheeks. She did not seem in any hurry to arise from her wallowing depression, much to Serena's despair.
"Raye, c'mon. No more wallowing! I hate to see people wallow," Serena wailed.
"I think I'm entitled to, seeing as I just lost the only guy I ever truly loved," Raye said, her normally strident, razor-sharp voice small and broken. It was clear Raye wanted to have some time alone, some time to be allowed to grieve, but Serena just couldn't let her.
Almost sick with guilt at the sad and sorry sight of a depressed Raye Hino before her, Serena knew she had to DO something. She had to ease the pain of her own guilty conscience as well as support her best friend. "Darien is a conceited jerk, Raye. In my opinion, you're way better off without him," Serena cajoled hopelessly, hugging herself as she waited for a reply.
"I don't care," Raye said, silent tears seeping down her face. "I don't care if he is. I still love him anyway, and nothing you say about him is going to change my mind, Serena. Please just leave me alone, just for today, Serena."
"Oh, but Raye," Serena started hopefully.
"But nothing, Serena. Please?" Raye said in defeat.
Serena decided to do as Raye said. "Fine. See you later, then."
***
Serena knew there was nothing she could do or say to change Raye's mind. But she was sick and tired of hiding this horrible secret. She had to tell someone. She didn't care if it meant giving away her entire identity: She was going to tell Darien what she had done to Raye. There was always Tuxedo Mask to go after anyway, right?
Ignoring the pain in her heart, Serena coached her shaking body up to Darien's apartment block and walked with long slow steps, wishing that with each step she took closer, she could take five back. This had to be done, however, so there was no turning back at all. Serena had been the one to do this, and so by rights should be the one to tell the rotten truth to Darien, no matter how much it hurt her. This was for Raye.
Darien was completely shocked to see Serena Tsukino on his doorstep and voiced it. "Serena! What are you doing here?"
Serena took a deep breath to slow her furiously beating heart, lifted her chin and said bravely, "May I come in, please, Darien?"
Darien looked at her standing there, completely bemused. She was beautiful as usual, but there was something within her today that he had not at all been prepared for, and wondered what was going on. Behind the seemingly vapid face, there seemed to lurk something deep. Darien couldn't pretend he wasn't dying to know what lay behind that face, so he accepted her question. "Sure. Come on in."
Another few beats of her racing heart and Serena stood in the apartment, the door closed behind her. It was just her, Darien and the secrets now. She accepted the suggestion of a cup of tea and eased her wavering body onto Darien's couch. "Darien, I've come here to talk to you about Raye, and a couple of things you should know about me."
"I don't want to talk about Raye." Darien rolled his deep indigo orbs and set a steaming orange cup full of tea in front of the girl on the sofa. "It's over between us, Serena. I'm not going to take Raye back no matter what you say to me, all right?"
"But Darien," Serena said, her eyes now filling with tears at his words, "Raye hasn't done anything wrong. Really she hasn't." She clutched at her bag and watched Darien's handsome face for a reaction.
"Serena, I think I'd know what was going on in mine and Raye's relationship, thanks." Darien sat across from the tearful girl and shook his head, perplexed.
"But you don't, Darien." Serena ignored the tears running down her face and pulled the offending Luna Disguise Pen out of her bag. "This is what was going on." She set it down on the coffee table and sniffled.
Darien gazed at the pink object on his redwood coffee table for a full two minutes; still no closer to understanding what Serena was trying to say to him here. "I think we're having a communications breakdown here, Serena," he said in bewilderment to the crying blonde before him. "Would you mind if I asked for a full explanation please?"
Sniffling back tears again, Serena nodded. "Sure," she said briskly. "This is called the Luna Disguise Pen."
"The what?" Darien said blankly.
"Okay, I used this to disguise myself as Raye because I was jealous." Serena bowed her flaxen head in shame.
"I'm not following. That is totally impossible, Serena." Darien had not noticed the latter part of Serena's incriminating confession.
"No it isn't." Serena's chin lifted as she gained strength. "Do you recognise this person?" she asked, pulling the brooch out of her bag and shouting, "Moon Prism Power!"
Darien watched, completely astonished, the dazzling colours surround Serena Tsukino, unable to speak for the life of him. His eyes relayed total shock.
It can't be.
Not Serena Tsukino, the vapid blonde meatball-head.
Not Serena Tsukino.
Not Sailor Moon.
Not true.
But all of these racing thoughts in Darien's mind were proved to be deadly wrong as he watched Serena Tsukino become the young woman warrior he thought he would never get to confess his secret love to.
Not Sailor Moon.
Serena looked at him. "Well, Darien, is it really all that impossible? Tell me, how can it be, when I am the champion of love and justice, Sailor Moon?"
