Chapter 2 - The New Volunteer
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AN: Hi there everyone, it's been awhile since the next installment. Hope you enjoy. Please R&R
And to those who have read my other SM story, I will be updating it soon. So don't despair. Those of you who haven't read it, who knows, you may enjoy the read. Give it a try.
Sailor Moon doesn't belong to me I am only borrowing the characters to create this story.
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The end of the day came by slowly as Darien glanced at his watch hoping that class would end soon. He had never been impatient about getting out of class before. Actually he enjoyed all of his classes. No. He enjoyed school period. Today was different though.
Dr. Kiamoto, whom he had been an assistant for nearly a year, and Dr. Anderson, Amy's mother, wanted him to go on their rounds later on that evening. They were due to visit the cancer ward for the children. There was one specific little lady he wanted to see. Jenny was what she was called.
Five Minutes to go. Darien thought.
Again the lecture the professor was talking faded out as Jenny's picture came to mind. She was just a tiny thing at 12 years old, but she was a fighter and just as lively and bubbly as Serena had ever been.
Serena.
Taking a deep sigh, he tried to gain his exposure once more. After all he was known as Iceman at work and at school. He didn't want to open his heart again. Since Serena's death two years previous he had kept away from the girls, the Arcade and everything else that reminded him of her. That left very little area. That was one reason he had moved to the opposite side of Tokyo. He was safe here.
No one knew the reason why he was so cold except that of Dr. Anderson, but she kept to herself and talked with Darien professionally. No more no less. Yet Darien knew that she was keeping tabs on him to tell Amy and the others. He didn't care as long as they left him alone.
The Professor dismissed class as Darien came out of his thoughts. It was time to go to work.
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Darien was exhausted once his rounds were done. He had learned a lot from his tour with Dr. Kiamoto, things that were going to help him during his education at medical school.
"Darien!" Dr. Kiamoto almost yelled, trying to gain his attention.
Darien looked at the doctor blankly for a moment then realizing he was being asked something he responded. "Sorry Dr. Kiamoto. I just have a lot on my mind with school. You were saying?"
Dr. Kiamoto sighed and shook his head. There was more to this then school, but the Doctor left it at that.
"I was saying, there is s certain girl who was asking for you this evening. Said you had an appointment tonight. Why don't you call it a night and go visit with her for the remainder of your work hour? Oh and why don't you meet the new volunteer? She has done wonders with the children. Goodnight Darien." He said as he left around the next corridor, leaving a confused Darien in his tracks.
Girl? Appointment?
Jenny!
At once Darien started to walk and made his way to the cancer ward where an energetic little redhead was waiting for him while doing some coloring.
"How is my favorite girl?" he said with all the good cheer he could muster.
The girls green eyes lit up like tiny jewels as she heard his voice coming into the door way.
"Darien!" she cheered as she started to grab a small mirror trying to tidy herself up as quickly as possible.
Darien smiled. The kid did have a crush on him, though she knew the better part of his wounded soul as they had talked. Him, talking with a twelve year old, about death while she herself was facing it. But there was something about her that made him want to tell her all about it that in some faint curious way he would be able to live again though that feeling left him fairly afterwards. She gave him courage to live while she faced death.
What an oxymoron.
"Hi there munchkin. How have you been?" he asked as he sat at the foot of the bed.
"Oh not bad, the doctor said I was stable." Which in this environment was good. "How are you Darien?" she asked very carefully as sensing his sorrow far beneath the cold exterior that he places in front of others. "How did it go?"
Jenny knew it had been the anniversary of her death. She had even talked him into telling her the whole truth about him and the other Sailor Scouts. Of course it had started as a romantic story, of two past lovers being reincarnated and reunited after so long. Then he had gone into the last moment and it became a tragedy. Jenny had always loved Sailor Moon, had even met with her on one of Serena's charity callings for Sailor Moon after there had been peace for awhile. It had brought a lot of smiles from the children seeing their favorite hero: Jenny being one of them. She had also met the other Scouts during those times as well. To hear that her idol had died had been hard.
"It was difficult. I had seen the others there but I couldn't face them, nor do I think I ever will be. Her grave looked so lonely." He said as he bent his head in sorrow.
A hand came up to his shoulder and kindly grasped it with support.
"She wasn't lonely. She will never be lonely. And as long as there are people around to remember she will never die. As long as there is one person who remembers that person will never die." She said with maturity that only one whom has lived a long life should have.
"Where did you become wise, little girl?" he said jokingly to lighten the atmosphere.
She only shook her head sadly and whispered, "From knowing of ones limitation in this life."
Then in a more of a perky voice said, "Who knows maybe you will meet her in again in another life time." Her heart in her eyes as she remembered their love story.
Darien laughed slightly and only nodded.
"To get into another topic, I heard there was a new volunteer. Have you met her?"
At that Jenny's eyes perked up even more and clasped her hands together in delight.
"You have meet her Darien, she is SO nice. And beautiful too. She has these silver eyes that pierce right through you to the sky. Her hair is rather short but it is a nice strawberry blonde." Jenny continued to almost jump up and down as she related every other physical detail from having the daintiest wrists to being very slim and petite in size. "Sounds yummy where is she now I may want to taste her myself." He said light heartedly.
"To meet maybe, but to taste, I usually wait until at least the second date." A flippant voice filled the air as Darien looked to the door of Jenny's room and blanched white.
Propped against the doorway frame, dressed in jeans and a dark green blouse, stood the exact description of the woman Jenny had been telling him. She stood there in her petite frame of 5'2", silver eyes flashing angrily like diamonds and her short red hair beautifully styled around her cheeks helping her define her eyes and high cheekbones.
"The name is Selia Morris. And you?"
"Darien." Was the only word he could utter.
To be continued.
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AN: Hi there everyone, it's been awhile since the next installment. Hope you enjoy. Please R&R
And to those who have read my other SM story, I will be updating it soon. So don't despair. Those of you who haven't read it, who knows, you may enjoy the read. Give it a try.
Sailor Moon doesn't belong to me I am only borrowing the characters to create this story.
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The end of the day came by slowly as Darien glanced at his watch hoping that class would end soon. He had never been impatient about getting out of class before. Actually he enjoyed all of his classes. No. He enjoyed school period. Today was different though.
Dr. Kiamoto, whom he had been an assistant for nearly a year, and Dr. Anderson, Amy's mother, wanted him to go on their rounds later on that evening. They were due to visit the cancer ward for the children. There was one specific little lady he wanted to see. Jenny was what she was called.
Five Minutes to go. Darien thought.
Again the lecture the professor was talking faded out as Jenny's picture came to mind. She was just a tiny thing at 12 years old, but she was a fighter and just as lively and bubbly as Serena had ever been.
Serena.
Taking a deep sigh, he tried to gain his exposure once more. After all he was known as Iceman at work and at school. He didn't want to open his heart again. Since Serena's death two years previous he had kept away from the girls, the Arcade and everything else that reminded him of her. That left very little area. That was one reason he had moved to the opposite side of Tokyo. He was safe here.
No one knew the reason why he was so cold except that of Dr. Anderson, but she kept to herself and talked with Darien professionally. No more no less. Yet Darien knew that she was keeping tabs on him to tell Amy and the others. He didn't care as long as they left him alone.
The Professor dismissed class as Darien came out of his thoughts. It was time to go to work.
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Darien was exhausted once his rounds were done. He had learned a lot from his tour with Dr. Kiamoto, things that were going to help him during his education at medical school.
"Darien!" Dr. Kiamoto almost yelled, trying to gain his attention.
Darien looked at the doctor blankly for a moment then realizing he was being asked something he responded. "Sorry Dr. Kiamoto. I just have a lot on my mind with school. You were saying?"
Dr. Kiamoto sighed and shook his head. There was more to this then school, but the Doctor left it at that.
"I was saying, there is s certain girl who was asking for you this evening. Said you had an appointment tonight. Why don't you call it a night and go visit with her for the remainder of your work hour? Oh and why don't you meet the new volunteer? She has done wonders with the children. Goodnight Darien." He said as he left around the next corridor, leaving a confused Darien in his tracks.
Girl? Appointment?
Jenny!
At once Darien started to walk and made his way to the cancer ward where an energetic little redhead was waiting for him while doing some coloring.
"How is my favorite girl?" he said with all the good cheer he could muster.
The girls green eyes lit up like tiny jewels as she heard his voice coming into the door way.
"Darien!" she cheered as she started to grab a small mirror trying to tidy herself up as quickly as possible.
Darien smiled. The kid did have a crush on him, though she knew the better part of his wounded soul as they had talked. Him, talking with a twelve year old, about death while she herself was facing it. But there was something about her that made him want to tell her all about it that in some faint curious way he would be able to live again though that feeling left him fairly afterwards. She gave him courage to live while she faced death.
What an oxymoron.
"Hi there munchkin. How have you been?" he asked as he sat at the foot of the bed.
"Oh not bad, the doctor said I was stable." Which in this environment was good. "How are you Darien?" she asked very carefully as sensing his sorrow far beneath the cold exterior that he places in front of others. "How did it go?"
Jenny knew it had been the anniversary of her death. She had even talked him into telling her the whole truth about him and the other Sailor Scouts. Of course it had started as a romantic story, of two past lovers being reincarnated and reunited after so long. Then he had gone into the last moment and it became a tragedy. Jenny had always loved Sailor Moon, had even met with her on one of Serena's charity callings for Sailor Moon after there had been peace for awhile. It had brought a lot of smiles from the children seeing their favorite hero: Jenny being one of them. She had also met the other Scouts during those times as well. To hear that her idol had died had been hard.
"It was difficult. I had seen the others there but I couldn't face them, nor do I think I ever will be. Her grave looked so lonely." He said as he bent his head in sorrow.
A hand came up to his shoulder and kindly grasped it with support.
"She wasn't lonely. She will never be lonely. And as long as there are people around to remember she will never die. As long as there is one person who remembers that person will never die." She said with maturity that only one whom has lived a long life should have.
"Where did you become wise, little girl?" he said jokingly to lighten the atmosphere.
She only shook her head sadly and whispered, "From knowing of ones limitation in this life."
Then in a more of a perky voice said, "Who knows maybe you will meet her in again in another life time." Her heart in her eyes as she remembered their love story.
Darien laughed slightly and only nodded.
"To get into another topic, I heard there was a new volunteer. Have you met her?"
At that Jenny's eyes perked up even more and clasped her hands together in delight.
"You have meet her Darien, she is SO nice. And beautiful too. She has these silver eyes that pierce right through you to the sky. Her hair is rather short but it is a nice strawberry blonde." Jenny continued to almost jump up and down as she related every other physical detail from having the daintiest wrists to being very slim and petite in size. "Sounds yummy where is she now I may want to taste her myself." He said light heartedly.
"To meet maybe, but to taste, I usually wait until at least the second date." A flippant voice filled the air as Darien looked to the door of Jenny's room and blanched white.
Propped against the doorway frame, dressed in jeans and a dark green blouse, stood the exact description of the woman Jenny had been telling him. She stood there in her petite frame of 5'2", silver eyes flashing angrily like diamonds and her short red hair beautifully styled around her cheeks helping her define her eyes and high cheekbones.
"The name is Selia Morris. And you?"
"Darien." Was the only word he could utter.
To be continued.