Alright. After all this time I have finally returned. YAY!
Chapter 5
Disclaimer stands
-The next morning-
Serena looked up to the clock in front of her and groaned at the time. "1:30?" the girl rolled away
from the clock and the sunny window behind it. "Why does my body wake me up at such ungodly hours?"
she whined as the she dug her head into her pillow in order to block out the warm afternoon sunlight.
"Hmm...wha?" she groaned as she felt something hit her head. With an exasperated gasp she
flung her hand from under the covers and picked up the offending object from it's nestled place between
the top of her head and the pillow. Forcing herself to sit up she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and opened
her fist and gasped at the object she held in her palm.
'A rosebud?' her mind asked confused. 'How the heck would a rosebud get...in...my....'
Serena gasped. "Impossible!" she whispered. "It couldn't be! It was just a dream! There is NOT a
perfect red rosebud in my palm...there is not a red rosebud...." Serena slammed her eyes closed as she
chanted this before squinting open one eye to look at the innocent looking flower in her palm. Serena stared
at it for a second without knowing what to do, but that was before she....
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!"
(A.n. c'mon all you Tux fans, now what would you do?)
Completely awake now, Serena bolted out of her bed and ran down to the second floor and into her real
room where she threw on the closest pieces of clothing at mach 5 before running downstairs to find a letter on the
counter. It read.
'Dear Sweetie,
Hope you had an enchanted night and sleep. **wink**. I made sure no one
interrupted you like I promised. Hope you weren't too lonely up there all by yourself.
Anyways, since I decided to go ahead and let you sleep in, me and Sammy are going to
go into to town and do some shopping. We'll be back before long.
Love,
Mom'
"Well you don't have to worry about the lonely part mum-----but you SUCK at making sure
people don't interrupt my sleep." Serena said as she ran out the door and down the street to the arcade
where her friend Andrew worked.
Slowing just outside the doors anyone would have thought she had just walked up and was just
visiting like usual, but today her eyes were filled with fire. She scanned the arcade in search of one man....
"Serena! Hi!" a man called. The wrong man.
Serena put on a smile. "HI ANDREW!" she cried with her usual voice.
He smiled in return. "Come to play a game with me?" he asked as she walked up. "I could take my
coffee break now if you'd like."
Serena sat on a barstool and looked up into her friends green eyes. She had made it known that he
was her main crush, and being so she usually would have said yes. But today was different, this girl had a
mission....
"Actually Andrew, as much as I would like to, I actually need your help with something else."
Andrew's face grew puzzled. "Well alrighty then, what do ya need."
Serena's face grew tight almost at once. "Where's Darien?" she spat. "When's he coming in, and
where is he now?And..."
"Whoa! Whoa! Down girl! He's right over there!" the apron wearing boy said, as he pointed to the
booth farthest from them, in the corner. She could see that he had been listening to the whole conversation while hiding
behind a newspaper. And from the way his paper was shaking, she could tell he was laughing like crazy.
Serena grit her teeth and whispered, "Andrew? How much time will a fourteen year old girl spend
in prison if she shoves a muffin down a man's throat as a way of murder, dumps a milkshake on his head,
and then later claims it as an act of insanity?"
"What?!?"
"Nothing." She said quickly as she grabbed someone else's coffee and a muffin from behind the
counter. "I don't have time to wait for a milkshake." She thought wistfully.
Serena approached the no longer shaking newspaper and invited herself to sit across from him.
She glared at the man's audacity. He wouldn't even put the paper down to acknowledge her!
'We'll see if you're like that when I shove this muffin down your throat you jerk.'
********Darien POV********
He had gotten up late that morning. He reasoned with himself that it was probably cause he'd been
out so late...or early, or whatever you want to consider it, gallivanting with a certain someone. Darien
groaned at the thought of her. Everything about her just made his world seem to tilt, and he wasn't sure if
he really liked it or not. One minute he'd be thinking about the way her sweet breath felt on his face, and
the next he'd be admonishing himself for getting himself involved with someone so young, someone so
naive, and someone just so damned loving and beautiful. He wasn't sure that he liked the fact that when he
had come home and fallen onto his bed and all he could think about was her, that in his sleep: there were no
dreams, and in the morning when he woke...he, the great health conscious Darien, ate leftover spaghetti and
meatballs for breakfast. Yes my friends, this was the hole into which Serena had thrown our beloved
Darien.
When he had finally gotten home from his jog he immediately knew what he had to do. Serena
would be waking up soon and she was going to find that rosebud he had so (foolishly or cunningly since he
couldn't decide) left on the top of her pillow. She would know that what had happened had not been a
dream, and that Tuxedo Mask had really been there and done all those things. And he knew that the first
person she was going to look for after such a bumpy night would be the person who had caused it. And that
was namely him. So after a quick shower he dressed, went into the Arcade and sat in the back booth to wait
for the girl.
After about an hour wait he finally looked up to see her walking in with the most calm of
expressions and smoldering eyes. Darien had to laugh. After all, even after all that had happened he was
still the jerk and her the meatball head right? He hid behind his newspaper and tried not to laugh at what he
thought must be going through her head. He bet himself she had gotten the fright of her life when she
figured out that Tuxedo Mask had actually shown up in her room. That was just too hilarious to him.
He probably would have burst out laughing if her words from last night came back to him.
'But even if I did startle her that didn't give her any right to call me a rapist!' he snarled mentally.
He did realize that she had apologized, but his conscience still felt so offended and dirty.
And so he went along, so engrossed in this line of negative thoughts that he didn't even notice when Serena sat down in
front of him.
After a couple of minutes he finally came to the conclusion that he would somehow get her back
as Darien, because she would expect him to be mean to her anyways. After all, she still had no idea that he
and Tuxedo Mask were linked as they were. 'But what to say...' he pondered, ' It has to be something as
equally offending to her as that comment was to me....I got it! I'll say...'
********S and D view************
"Soooooo..." Serena heard him drawl from behind his paper, "I hear the little meatball head got herself
screwed last night."
Sere just gaped, before....
"Oh that was it Buddie! You're going down!"
Darien looked up in horror and surprise as Serena shoved a muffin down his throat, threw hot
coffee on his pants and then pushed him back in his chair before getting up and stalking out while
screaming, "TAKE THAT YOU JERK!!!!!!"
Darien soon found himself choking and burning in a very sensitive area. And since I rated this fic
G or PG I will simply say that the hour of Darien's life after that incident is censored. Let's just say that it
included A LOT of cuss words, some very entertained arcade customers and one hysterical Andrew.
************************One hour later in the back room**********************
"HA HAA HAA HAA!" Andrew gripped his stomach in a small attempt to control his mirth.
"SHUT UP Drew!" Darien said angrily as he squeezed the couch below him with his fists.
Andrew tried to breath and pretty soon it seemed like he was finally beginning to get a grip. Then he looked
at his best friend and burst out laughing again.
Darien turned red with fury and embarrassment as he stretched the medium sized baby blanket
around his waist in an attempt to sit on the ends while covering his...ahem. Andrew could only wipe away
his tears and laugh some more at his friend's predicament.
"I-I'm sorry man, but you would be laughing to if your best friend, who happens to be all about
control, got a muffin shoved down his throat and his pride and joy burned to a crisp by a fourteen year old
girl. And then...and then...AH HAA HAA!"
"SHUT UP DREW!" Darien was now the color of mars.
"And then he got humped by a whale! AH HAA HAA HA HAA!"
The dark haired man could only bury his face in his hands in shame at the thought of what had
happened following the Serena incident.
***Flashback***
Darien was on the floor trying his best to howl in pain while having a muffin in his throat. With
everyone in the arcade panicking standing around him. That was when a cry went up..."Step back everyone!
I know the Heimlich Maneuver!" Darien looked about for his savior and shrank back in terror at what he
saw standing above him was a HUGE BEAST! "Step back everyone!" she cried. "I'm gonna need some
room here!" and with that the crazy woman proceeded with the...what she called the Heimlich maneuver,
and what I call censored because no one should have to be put through that. But I tell you it still looked
pretty damn funny.
After Darien had finally coughed up the offending muffin, he immediately ran into the back room. Leaving
a laughing crowd and a woman/ beast commenting about ungratefulness behind him.
In the backroom Darien ripped off his pants and ran into the bathroom to check on his...ahem.
Andrew eventually followed and finding his friends pants on the floor picked them up and put them in the
washer for him and left the blanket of the baby that his little sister was babysitting outside the door while he
went back into the arcade to take care of business while Darien took care of his.
***End flashback***
Andrew fell to the floor laughing at the memory while Darien continued to turn all shades of red.
'I'm going to get you for this Serena.' Darien, now Tuxedo Mask thought murderously. 'I'm going to get
you back tonight.'
********
End for now because I'm hungry. I'll continue this chapter some other time. Please review!
Chapter 5
Disclaimer stands
-The next morning-
Serena looked up to the clock in front of her and groaned at the time. "1:30?" the girl rolled away
from the clock and the sunny window behind it. "Why does my body wake me up at such ungodly hours?"
she whined as the she dug her head into her pillow in order to block out the warm afternoon sunlight.
"Hmm...wha?" she groaned as she felt something hit her head. With an exasperated gasp she
flung her hand from under the covers and picked up the offending object from it's nestled place between
the top of her head and the pillow. Forcing herself to sit up she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and opened
her fist and gasped at the object she held in her palm.
'A rosebud?' her mind asked confused. 'How the heck would a rosebud get...in...my....'
Serena gasped. "Impossible!" she whispered. "It couldn't be! It was just a dream! There is NOT a
perfect red rosebud in my palm...there is not a red rosebud...." Serena slammed her eyes closed as she
chanted this before squinting open one eye to look at the innocent looking flower in her palm. Serena stared
at it for a second without knowing what to do, but that was before she....
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!"
(A.n. c'mon all you Tux fans, now what would you do?)
Completely awake now, Serena bolted out of her bed and ran down to the second floor and into her real
room where she threw on the closest pieces of clothing at mach 5 before running downstairs to find a letter on the
counter. It read.
'Dear Sweetie,
Hope you had an enchanted night and sleep. **wink**. I made sure no one
interrupted you like I promised. Hope you weren't too lonely up there all by yourself.
Anyways, since I decided to go ahead and let you sleep in, me and Sammy are going to
go into to town and do some shopping. We'll be back before long.
Love,
Mom'
"Well you don't have to worry about the lonely part mum-----but you SUCK at making sure
people don't interrupt my sleep." Serena said as she ran out the door and down the street to the arcade
where her friend Andrew worked.
Slowing just outside the doors anyone would have thought she had just walked up and was just
visiting like usual, but today her eyes were filled with fire. She scanned the arcade in search of one man....
"Serena! Hi!" a man called. The wrong man.
Serena put on a smile. "HI ANDREW!" she cried with her usual voice.
He smiled in return. "Come to play a game with me?" he asked as she walked up. "I could take my
coffee break now if you'd like."
Serena sat on a barstool and looked up into her friends green eyes. She had made it known that he
was her main crush, and being so she usually would have said yes. But today was different, this girl had a
mission....
"Actually Andrew, as much as I would like to, I actually need your help with something else."
Andrew's face grew puzzled. "Well alrighty then, what do ya need."
Serena's face grew tight almost at once. "Where's Darien?" she spat. "When's he coming in, and
where is he now?And..."
"Whoa! Whoa! Down girl! He's right over there!" the apron wearing boy said, as he pointed to the
booth farthest from them, in the corner. She could see that he had been listening to the whole conversation while hiding
behind a newspaper. And from the way his paper was shaking, she could tell he was laughing like crazy.
Serena grit her teeth and whispered, "Andrew? How much time will a fourteen year old girl spend
in prison if she shoves a muffin down a man's throat as a way of murder, dumps a milkshake on his head,
and then later claims it as an act of insanity?"
"What?!?"
"Nothing." She said quickly as she grabbed someone else's coffee and a muffin from behind the
counter. "I don't have time to wait for a milkshake." She thought wistfully.
Serena approached the no longer shaking newspaper and invited herself to sit across from him.
She glared at the man's audacity. He wouldn't even put the paper down to acknowledge her!
'We'll see if you're like that when I shove this muffin down your throat you jerk.'
********Darien POV********
He had gotten up late that morning. He reasoned with himself that it was probably cause he'd been
out so late...or early, or whatever you want to consider it, gallivanting with a certain someone. Darien
groaned at the thought of her. Everything about her just made his world seem to tilt, and he wasn't sure if
he really liked it or not. One minute he'd be thinking about the way her sweet breath felt on his face, and
the next he'd be admonishing himself for getting himself involved with someone so young, someone so
naive, and someone just so damned loving and beautiful. He wasn't sure that he liked the fact that when he
had come home and fallen onto his bed and all he could think about was her, that in his sleep: there were no
dreams, and in the morning when he woke...he, the great health conscious Darien, ate leftover spaghetti and
meatballs for breakfast. Yes my friends, this was the hole into which Serena had thrown our beloved
Darien.
When he had finally gotten home from his jog he immediately knew what he had to do. Serena
would be waking up soon and she was going to find that rosebud he had so (foolishly or cunningly since he
couldn't decide) left on the top of her pillow. She would know that what had happened had not been a
dream, and that Tuxedo Mask had really been there and done all those things. And he knew that the first
person she was going to look for after such a bumpy night would be the person who had caused it. And that
was namely him. So after a quick shower he dressed, went into the Arcade and sat in the back booth to wait
for the girl.
After about an hour wait he finally looked up to see her walking in with the most calm of
expressions and smoldering eyes. Darien had to laugh. After all, even after all that had happened he was
still the jerk and her the meatball head right? He hid behind his newspaper and tried not to laugh at what he
thought must be going through her head. He bet himself she had gotten the fright of her life when she
figured out that Tuxedo Mask had actually shown up in her room. That was just too hilarious to him.
He probably would have burst out laughing if her words from last night came back to him.
'But even if I did startle her that didn't give her any right to call me a rapist!' he snarled mentally.
He did realize that she had apologized, but his conscience still felt so offended and dirty.
And so he went along, so engrossed in this line of negative thoughts that he didn't even notice when Serena sat down in
front of him.
After a couple of minutes he finally came to the conclusion that he would somehow get her back
as Darien, because she would expect him to be mean to her anyways. After all, she still had no idea that he
and Tuxedo Mask were linked as they were. 'But what to say...' he pondered, ' It has to be something as
equally offending to her as that comment was to me....I got it! I'll say...'
********S and D view************
"Soooooo..." Serena heard him drawl from behind his paper, "I hear the little meatball head got herself
screwed last night."
Sere just gaped, before....
"Oh that was it Buddie! You're going down!"
Darien looked up in horror and surprise as Serena shoved a muffin down his throat, threw hot
coffee on his pants and then pushed him back in his chair before getting up and stalking out while
screaming, "TAKE THAT YOU JERK!!!!!!"
Darien soon found himself choking and burning in a very sensitive area. And since I rated this fic
G or PG I will simply say that the hour of Darien's life after that incident is censored. Let's just say that it
included A LOT of cuss words, some very entertained arcade customers and one hysterical Andrew.
************************One hour later in the back room**********************
"HA HAA HAA HAA!" Andrew gripped his stomach in a small attempt to control his mirth.
"SHUT UP Drew!" Darien said angrily as he squeezed the couch below him with his fists.
Andrew tried to breath and pretty soon it seemed like he was finally beginning to get a grip. Then he looked
at his best friend and burst out laughing again.
Darien turned red with fury and embarrassment as he stretched the medium sized baby blanket
around his waist in an attempt to sit on the ends while covering his...ahem. Andrew could only wipe away
his tears and laugh some more at his friend's predicament.
"I-I'm sorry man, but you would be laughing to if your best friend, who happens to be all about
control, got a muffin shoved down his throat and his pride and joy burned to a crisp by a fourteen year old
girl. And then...and then...AH HAA HAA!"
"SHUT UP DREW!" Darien was now the color of mars.
"And then he got humped by a whale! AH HAA HAA HA HAA!"
The dark haired man could only bury his face in his hands in shame at the thought of what had
happened following the Serena incident.
***Flashback***
Darien was on the floor trying his best to howl in pain while having a muffin in his throat. With
everyone in the arcade panicking standing around him. That was when a cry went up..."Step back everyone!
I know the Heimlich Maneuver!" Darien looked about for his savior and shrank back in terror at what he
saw standing above him was a HUGE BEAST! "Step back everyone!" she cried. "I'm gonna need some
room here!" and with that the crazy woman proceeded with the...what she called the Heimlich maneuver,
and what I call censored because no one should have to be put through that. But I tell you it still looked
pretty damn funny.
After Darien had finally coughed up the offending muffin, he immediately ran into the back room. Leaving
a laughing crowd and a woman/ beast commenting about ungratefulness behind him.
In the backroom Darien ripped off his pants and ran into the bathroom to check on his...ahem.
Andrew eventually followed and finding his friends pants on the floor picked them up and put them in the
washer for him and left the blanket of the baby that his little sister was babysitting outside the door while he
went back into the arcade to take care of business while Darien took care of his.
***End flashback***
Andrew fell to the floor laughing at the memory while Darien continued to turn all shades of red.
'I'm going to get you for this Serena.' Darien, now Tuxedo Mask thought murderously. 'I'm going to get
you back tonight.'
********
End for now because I'm hungry. I'll continue this chapter some other time. Please review!