Annual Torture and Yearly War
by: Enchanted Kagome
*Sorry for not updating for SO long! But I've got SO many other stories! Gomen ne!*
Chapter Four - Tied One One
"Urg...what are we doing today?" Darien asked.
"What's wrong, dude?" Malachite asked.
"Please tell me that we don't see someone with blonde meatballs today," he said through gritted teeth, while trying to sooth his aching back.
"What's wrong?" Jadeite asked again, more forcefully.
"Why don't you want to see her?" Zoicite asked. "Don't you want to get back at her?"
"Yeah...I DO, but Mother will kill me if I kill her."
"Then don't kill her."
"I won't be able to stop myself if I see her..."
"So...Darien? You are wanted at the Throne Room," Darien's older brother came into Darien's bedroom with a yellow towel for his hair.
"Yellow...blonde...must KILL!!!!!!!!!!!! AH!!!!!!!!!!! DIE!!!!!!!!!!!"
David ducked just in time to miss Darien's killing punch.
"Darien! What the ****? God!"
"Serena must've really done something really bad..." Malachite whispered.
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"Why are you gloating?" Lita asked Serena.
"HA! I got back at Darien SO bad yesterday."
"How?"
"You ever tried sleeping on needles?"
"REAL needles? We aren't CRAZY you know!" Mina said.
"No, blunted ones, though I would've done something worse...if Mother wouldn't kill me after that..." Serena replied ruefully.
"I thought we used peas," Raye said.
"Yeah., but I went back to add my own touch to it."
"No wonder Darien was crouching and grimacing when he came into the Throne Room," Amy analyzed.
"Too bad we have to get used to "dancing" together for the Summer Ball next week," Serena pouted.
"Perfect way to get back at him, isn't it?" Lita said.
"Yep..." Serena once again had her mood swing.
"MWHUAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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" I will SO get back at that girl," Darien muttered darkly to his friends. "I'll make her wish she was never BORN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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