Well this is where it will stop for a while at least until I get some more mojo anyways enjoy reading it. I know I did writing it. MUCH LOVE FROM PR. Did I mention I don't own sailor moon if I failed to say that pardon me but I don't I just use the names cause I love the show hehehehe....

CHAPTER 3

Serena had no clothes to leave the hospital with. The clothes she came in with were torn and stained with her blood; and she had no family to retrieve her some from her apartment. Darien had decided to help her out and lent her some of his sisters clothing. Lucky for Serena they happened to be the same size. Darien had lent her some low hip hugging jeans and tight blood red shirt that tied together at the back of her neck. Darien complemented the way she looked, who wouldn't and left to his shifts not before lightly pecking the corner of her lips.

Serena walked down to the cafeteria and got one of the doctors off duty to buy her a coffee. She had been in the hospital for three days and she hadn't slept in two nights, although nobody had seemed to notice. She took her coffee to her room until they released her. She needed to sign some release forms and the nurses seemed to be too busy to give them to her. So she waited in her room for someone to finally realize that she was still waiting.

An hour had now passed and it was eight O'clock and she finally heard a rapping on the door she sat up in her bed. Darien walked in slowly with a clip board looking quite sexy in his green scrubs. "Hello sorry for the hold up, it's been a busy day."

"...No problem..." she replied looking down at her bed hoping that her bangs would cover her obvious blush.

"Well...I have your release form right here so you just need to sign here and you can leave," he said handing her the clipboard. She quickly signed on the line and handed it back, stood up grabbed a bag next to the bed which had her dirty clothing.

"Bye..." She stated and made her way to the door as fast as possible before being stopped by him grabbing her arm.

"Look, Serena, I would like to see you again."

"Just say bye, please." She retorted hoping that he would just drop it and forgets completely about her. She didn't need a boy ruining the cycle of her life when she finally had everything planed for her.

"Say you'll see me again." He said tilting her head up so she had no where else to look but at him. "Meet me somewhere, sometime; we'll go out for coffee. I know how much you love coffee you practically live for it." He pleaded hoping she would relent.

"I Can't."

"Why the hell not? Look all I am asking for is to have coffee with you. It doesn't have to be today or tomorrow I just want it to be sometime in the future."

"Look all I want to do right now is say good-bye to you and for you to say good bye back. I would like to walk out of this hospital with out having to be pinned down by anything. Don't ask more of me then a good bye because what you want is something I can not give. I am sorry but it ends like this whether you like it or not!"

"That's bullshit. I am not pinning you down to anything its just coffee, Jesus, you don't have to treat it like the end of the world." With that she left the room she walked out calmly not bothering to listen to anything else had to say to her. She arrived at the elevator and waited for the doors to open. Then he arrived at the elevator staring at her apologetically. "I am sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I don't know I just thought if I apologized it would change you mind and go out with me."

"Nope," she couldn't help but chuckled a little he was damn persistent.

"Look let me give you my number. Call me any time," he handed her a folded up piece of paper and then the doors open to the elevator she walked in and he whispered the words good-bye before he stole a kiss from he un-expecting lips, when the doors closed on them.

It's been seven days since she was released from the hospital she hadn't slept in since she arrived home. It was an illusive Monday morning, sunny yet cloudy, Serena would soon have to go to work; it was already 8:30 am. Serena had a two jobs during the day one being from 9:00 to 1:30 where she was a waitress at a cozy little diner on the upper east side of Manhattan, only a couple of blocks from her apartment. Then she would have and hour an thirty minutes to eat lunch and get to her next job was at another dinner much bigger and less quaint. They had a larger crowd which tipped better. This diner was located on the other side of town and she would have to take a short taxi ride to get there. Her shift started at 3:00 and ended at 9:00 on the dot, and that would be the end of her day jobs.

Serena ate a light breakfast and coffee; then set off for work. Every morning was the same routine, nothing would really change, nor did she want things to. She had to walk the four blocks from the apartment to Dedra's Diner. And would stop occasionally to say hello to the same people she did everyday, give a quarter to the same bums on the street and would have a nice smoke at the same corner before going to work.

The diner had it's regulars who would have their regulars. Her early morning was simple and sweet. The employees consisted three waitresses including Serena, two cashiers for the 'to go' people, and three chefs. There wasn't as much costumers in for breakfast, most coming in for lunch. Debra's had great pancakes but had the best homemade hamburger with fries. The uniform was a cute black and white mini skirt, black pantyhose, a white buttoned up t-shirt, and a black hat. It didn't matter what kind of hat it was it just had to be black. Serena often commented that she looked like referee.

Serena's first costumer would be Arnold who would have his strawberry pancakes with sausage and scrambled eggs no salt just pepper. With this Serena's peacefully morning would begin until 1:30 when her shift ended. Before leaving she would order a hamburger and fries with a black coffee for lunch, and would eat in the other diner.

What would happen next was unpredictable. This was when she didn't mind change in her life. Always something different and new would happen at Millie's Diner, and that was the exciting part of her days. She would work from 2:30 until closing time which was at 9:00 pm. Although there were a number of kinds of people that came to Millie's; the majority were either business people, doctors or interns due to the fact that Millie's was located between several oversized office buildings and a hospital two blocks away.

Business costumers tended to be direct and demanding. They would order their food and never look at the waitress or waiter, and they would order their food as if in a fancier restaurant, everything in a specific manner, and would complain if it was found other wiseDoctors tended to be exceedingly impatient and great tippers; they would order their meals speaking a mile a minute, expecting to be understood correctly. They would want their meal prepared and given to them in about 15 minutes and would eat it in about 10 or more minutes depending on the meal. When finished they would leave charitably. The interns were considerate and poor tippers. They were always so nice and would be as generous as doctors if they had enough money, which most didn't.

It was finally 8:40 pm and in twenty minutes they would be closing and had only two costumers left. Glad that closing time was approaching; she hurried up to help clean the tables; that was until a group of people came in. Serena let out a sigh of disappointment; she would have to attend to them before they could close. It was a group of four people, two young males and two seemingly younger females. Serena went behind the counter to get four menus for them while they chose a table.

They decided to pick the table on the farthest end of the Diner. Serena walked carelessly over to them, just wanting to leave on time today. When she arrived at the table she set the menus on the table not bothering to look at the costumers and greeted them in her cheerful working voice. "Hello, my name is Serena, and I will be your waitress tonight. Today's specials are Whopper Tuna Fish Sandwich, Cream of Chicken Soup Surprise, and a Chili Cheeseburger Combo. Okay so we can start by ordering your drinks for this evening."

"Serena..."one of the men asked, she immediately recognized the voice. She finally looked up at all the costumers for the first time and there he was, Darien staring straight back at her. He was sitting next to a very attractive young woman long red hair and dark green eyes. She could feel the blood gathering in her cheeks turning them scarlet. He just gaped at her, his eyes trailing down her body taking in the revealing uniform she was forced to wear.

"It's been a while. How are you?" He finally said breaking the silence.

She managed to croak out a "fine..." clearing her suddenly desiccated throat. "Well...I need to know what you're going to drink now." She said more clearly letting her poker face take over her expressions.

"Well I would like to start off with a black coffee and to eat I will have the tuna fish sandwich special," said the other male while Darien looked awkwardly at his menu, and Serena wrote down his order calmly.

"Ok so I will have the chili cheeseburger combo and a coffee as well." Darien said setting the menu down and staring at the table.

"Oh that sounds good I'll have the same," the two girls said casually they could sense the awkwardness between the waitress and Darien. The woman next to him then bent over and whispered something in his ear that made him smirk. Then put her arm around him and started messing with his ears, purposely trying to get a rise out of Serena. Serena was starting to get impatient by this petty display she just wanted to leave.

"Ok, I'll be back with your drinks in a couple of minutes" she said walking way. She knew that this shouldn't bother her as much as it did. Darien was free to date who ever he wanted; it wasn't like anything happened between them. She had rejected him. Serena never even tried to call him, not once. But there was just something about him being with that girl that just upset her. She didn't want to admit the truth to herself. So she decided would just pretend like nothing was bothering her.

Serena walked into the kitchen gave the orders to one of the chefs while she prepared the drinks. As she poured, she could see her whole arm trembling. 'What the hell is this?' She asked herself.'Why am I so nervous he is just...a guy I met once and is now with another girl, but I don't care about that... right?'Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when she realized that the cup of coffee had over-flowed. She wiped everything clean, still nervous, walked out of the kitchen as coolly as possible.

The young woman was still all over him. This girl seemed to be extremely immature, acting like that in a public restaurant. 'Oh please people eat here,' Serena scoffed mentally to herself. Serena walked as fast as she could, while holding the tray of coffees. Once she got there she set the drinks down and left in a hurry again. She then realized how immature she was acting after insulting that girl hanging on Darien and began to laugh at herself. She stayed in the kitchen until the food was ready to deliver and this time she decided to take her time and be calm this would soon be over no use in getting stressed over such a small matter. He meant nothing to her.

She arrived at the table and did what she did best, serve the food calmly and respectfully and leave them to eat. All was going well until the young woman wrapped herself tightly around Darien decided to speak a few choice words.

"So," cough, "bitch," cough. "I hear that you know Darien from the hospital."

"Yes, we did meet at the hospital, where did you meet him Barbie? Ken's magical playhouse." Serena retorted with out thinking.

"I think you talk too much to be a waitress maybe you should find another profession," the woman spat back setting off Serena's already short temper.

"Why don't you stop insulting me, stick that cheeseburger in you mouth and chew, so that I can do my job according to its requirements and leave!" With that Serena left not wanting to continue with the petty argument. She walked outside in desperate need for a cigarette. The night was dark and cold, tiny goose-pimples covered here milky arms. She pulled a pack of Newport from one of her pockets. She then realized she had no matches "Shit!" she yelled in agony.

Just then Darien walked outside, thankfully alone. He stood in front of her and she could feel her cheeks getting burning red again but not from embarrassment like before but from anger; the whole time while his date was insulting her he hadn't once try and defend her. She couldn't figure out why he would let the little bitch walk all over her. It's not as if he and Serena were good friends but he did ask her out several times, so that's got count for something. He then reached into his coat and pulled out a lighter and lit her cigarette. "I am sorry about what she said to you." His closeness to her and his deep husky voice fanning over her skin providing warmth, she began to relax slightly realizing she wasn't as angry as she was before.

"Who is she anyway? That's if you don't mind me asking?"

"She's a girl my friend Andrew is trying to set me up with. But I'm not interested in her." His body seemed to be getting even closer to her but she didn't back away like she normally would for some reason.

"You don't have to tell me whether you are interested in her or not; it's not as if I care."

"Oh but you do care, Serena." Darien mocked moving even closer to her.

"And what made you think I am?" She countered forcing her body not to react to their imminence.

"Because you got jealous in there," Darien retorted a glint of amusement flashing in his eyes as he closed the distance between them, now their body pressed against one another's. Serena was far from being amused instead inhaled the fumes of her cigarette she puffed out a large cloud of smoke in his face.

"Why would I be jealous of that bitch? Honestly, Darien you must be truly conceit to think I would bicker over you. She insulted me and I defended myself that's it. It had nothing to do with you what's so ever." She retorted back meeting his intense gaze the statement was partly true, she in fact was defending herself but she wasn't exactly sure whether she was jealous or not. Then Darien made another move he slid his arm around her waist and snuggled her body closer to his, she fit in his embrace quite nicely they both had to admit. Darien then tilted her head toward his as if reeling her in, his warm breath tickling her skin slightly each time he exhaled.

"Your lips are turning blue." He muttered softly his lips centimeters a part from her own. "I'll warm them for you." Darien lips dropped to hers in an instant, kissing her passionately. He had wanted to do this for a while and everything was better than he had expected. Her cold lips pressed firmly against his heated ones. He nudge her lips apart with his tongue hoping she was sedated enough to open her mouth to him. She did slowly while dropping her cigarette in the process. He explored her mouth slowly at first savoring the taste of it. Albeit she had been smoking her tongue did not bear the flavor of nicotine. Her mouth tasted like pure sugar, sweet, drugging, addicting, and claiming him each time his tongue slid across hers. His tongues sweet caresses quickly became feverish and hungry. Their tongues battling each others and his potent hands roamed, pressed and squeezed her body while her supple hands buried themselves in his dark tresses pulling his head closer to her own.

"What the hell is going on here?" An annoyingly familiar voice stated standing next to them with a very disgruntled look across her face. Darien and Serena quickly pulled apart from one another panting wildly as if they hadn't tasted fresh air in decades; both looked away from each other with a loss of words at the moment. Serena licked her bruised lips before replying as calmly as she could.

"I'll get the bill." She stated firmly walking passed Darien's date and inside the safety of the diner. Darien and his date stayed outside a little longer talking before reentering the building; none looked too pleased with one another. The red head bitch eyed her but decided to keep her comments to herself for now at least. The tip wasn't that good for all the trouble they had caused her, but she wasn't about to complain now that they were leaving. She should probably praise god that this night was over.

Serena cleaned up their table and help sweep and mop the floor before leaving. The minute she stepped out of the door two arms enveloped her from behind pressing her tightly against a hard chest. She was about to scream for help when the man revealed himself to her. "Calm down." He chuckled, "it's just me, Darien."

"Where's your bimbo?" Serena asked him with a very disdained tone of voice.

"You mean Beryl; she left with Andrew and his girlfriend Mina. They are going to take her home and then head for Andrew and my apartment." He answered lowering his lips to her neck, lightly suckling her soft skin.

"And what are you still doing here?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to do something. The night still is young as are we; we could do anything you want to do." He muttered between kisses completely oblivious to the fact that they were in the middle of the sidewalk that people did pass through on occasion.

"Too bad, I'm busy."

"What exactly do you have to do," He now moved to nibbling her ear.

"I have to go home change and then meet some friends at a bar." She leaned into him despite herself.

"Sounds like tons of fun I'll accompany you." He nipped her ear playfully as she giggled lightly. He had a very odd affect on her amusing her to the point were she didn't want to turn away. Nobody had ever had this strong affect on her before who wasn't family or her close and only friends Lita and Amy. She found it very hard to deny him of anything he asked of her; she knew that this could prove to be very dangerous to her future if she didn't maintain control.

"And what if I don't need your accompaniment," she retorted turning in his arms so they now faced each other.

"I believe you have no choice, fate has already decided for you."

"Oh really, and how did you come to that conclusion?" He retorted back sardonically.

"Well... First it was our meeting in the hospital. And then you rejected me and refused to call me for about a week, which caused me to mope around the hospital and my apartment with my phone in hand hoping that you might just call if I wait long enough. That lead to my dear friend Andrew and his girlfriend Mina getting annoyed by my depression therefore dragged me over here kicking and screaming, where you ironically happen to work. It was fate that we meet and again and that I accompany you to your home, watch you change, and take you to the bar where you meet your friends." He explained rather matter-of-factly as if his reasoning made perfect sense. He gazed at her playfully having an idea in his head leaned forward and whispering huskily into her ear, "Or we could skip the going out to the bar and hanging with your friends part for me watching you change and do something else together."

"Darien!" Serena exclaimed in fake shock slapping his chest playfully, "you hardly know me." Serena couldn't help it she had the sudden desire to feels his lips on hers once again as his gaze intensified so she kissed him, roughly pulling his head down to meet hers; now full aware that this man would destroy all the barriers of fear and ice around her heart. She would submit herself to this fully aware and willingly. He had claimed her as his long before she had even realized it and there was now escaping it now.