Don't Look At Me That Way
This is my first fanfic, based on a really strange, but nice dream I had between Sailor Moon, and Jeremy Irons, the bad guy from Die Hard with a Vengeance. I don't own sailor moon or any of the characters, or Jeremy Irons for that….but I wish I did.
Chapter 1
Serena Grey stood out on the balcony of her apartment, looking down at the people as they walked in the streets. She closed her eyes and replayed the image of the man she'd seen in her sleep so many times. "Who the hell are you…?" she whispered to herself. She stretched out and leaned against the railing, feeling as if he were right behind her. She pulled her blonde hair over her shoulder, wanting to make him adore her, to want to reach out and kiss her. 'Any minute now…' she thought. The feeling got so strong; she had to look over her shoulder just to be sure he really wasn't there. And surprisingly enough to her, he wasn't. Just her white and black bull terrier, Jack, who stared at her as if she were crazy. Making a face at him, she pushed herself from the railing and walked into her kitchen, just as the phone rang.
"Haloo?" She said, wrapping the phone cord around her wrist.
"Hey Serry…got somethin' to go over with you." It was Ami, her best friend, and partner in crimeliterally.
"Cool, climb on down." Serena said, hanging up.
A few moments later, a blue-eyed girl with short hair, dyed blue came walking into the kitchen, and hopped up on the counter with her legs crossed Indian style. Serena shut the balcony doors and sat up on the counter adjacent to her friend.
"What' going on?" She asked.
"We've got a job. I've been chatting with Jay down on fifth and Overly…" Jay was an illegal immigrant from Cuba, who turned out to be their most reliable source, and he was into Ami big time. "He has gotten word from his cousin, who if you can recall, was the crooked cop from Cardenas…" Serena gave her a confused look. "YOU KNOW! The one who had the shit beat out of him by the Guevara family…not the famous Guevara's." Serena snapped her fingers.
"Oh yeah! I do remember…what a freakin' idiot. Anyway…carry on." She said, rubbing Jack's head with her bare foot.
"Well, his cousin is out to humiliate the Guevara brothers…the only ones in that family…so his main guy back in Cardenas has sold him some info, to give to us, in return for the complete humiliation of the Guevara brothers." Ami poured herself a glass of vodka.
"Uh- huh…you really think you should be drinking alcohol before you climb back up to you balcony?" Serena asked. Ami just waved her hand, waving away her friend's worry.
"So…I don't exactly know the orders…we have to go get them…" Ami said, gulping down her drink. Serena shot her a mean look.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Jay's cousin is staying here on 'vacation'. He's been invited to the St. Helen's Charity Ball…and so have we." Ami pulled out two vanilla-colored envelopes with each of their names engraved in black calligraphy on the fronts. Serena took the one with her name on it.
"How'd you get these?" Serena asked, reading hers. Ami smiled.
"Let's just say, that men love helping poor little girls in distress." She replied, faking a faint. Serena shook her head.
"You're such a prostitute." She said with a smile.
"Well…it gets us what we need. And they don't know what I really look like. I always go out in disguise, when no one is looking." Ami said, pouring herself another drink.
"So…what's this guy's name?" Serena asked.
"Detective Carlos Perez. We have to be there at eight-thirty, before he'll tell us anything." Ami hopped onto the floor and yawned. "I'm going home."
"What are we supposed to wear?" Serena asked.
"It's a very formal occasion…it's like the prom all over again. There's only a few times in a girl's life that she gets to look gorgeous, now is one of those times. The Ball is in 2 weeks…so I suggest you find something drop dead quick." Ami replied, scratch scratching Jack's ears.
"What are you wearing?" Serena asked, steeping onto the floor. They walked out onto the balcony. Ami shrugged.
"I'm sure I've got something. I'll catch you later." She replied, and climbed onto the railing and up to her room.
