Chapter one!

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN SAILOR MOON! I have NO idea how this got here!

AN: Sorry! I just love the student teacher montages with a little sex and angst thrown in!

"URGH! I can't get any of this right!" Serena groaned as she tried to figure out her Trig homework. "Doesn't surprise me, meatball head!" said a masculine voice as it entered the Crown Arcade.

"Umm, no one ASKED you to speak to me outside of class" she retorted in annoyance. "No one HAD to ask me" Darien smarted back. 'UGH! Andrew, I'll see you tomorrow, I need to go do my homework where assholes aren't present!" Andrew showed no surprise. She got up from her barstool and began to exit. "You know, I COULD help you, meatball head." he offered. "NO! I don't need your help. Besides, why would I ask someone to help me that calls me 'meatball head'? My NAME IS SERENA!" with that, she left the arcade almost in tears.

"Ya know, you should really be softer on her, Dare."

"I know, Andrew but...she doesn't get it that I'm only joking. That's her fault"

"Darien, you know you're head over heels for her." Andrew gave him a mischievous grin as he wiped the bar with a rag.

"Are you kidding me? She's eighteen and I'm almost 24."

"That doesn't matter and you know it, Darien."

"AND PLUS I'm her teacher!"

"Well technically, the laws of love say you can love whoever you feel like. Needless to say, Go for her! She's an awesome girl! Not to mention drop dead gorgeous. Just make sure you don't get arrested!" He added with a chuckle.

Darien walked home with thoughts racing through his brain. 'Yeah, I'll go for her as soon as she stops hating me first...' he thought with a frown on his face.

'She thinks that I hate her but the truth is, I want her. So bad. I see her in class everyday and I can't stand it when I know that I don't have my hands on her sexy body. She's so beautiful, not to mention a good person. I shouldn't tease her so, but I don't want to give myself away. I feel so good whenever I think about her, and so horny whenever I see her or imagine us together..' "AGH!" he grunted when he felt his body collide with another.

"Watch where you're going, Mister Shields" teased a familiar voice.

He was just outside of his apartment complex.

"Wha..what are you doing here, Mea-..." He stopped him self "-uhh Miss Tsukino?"

"I kind of live here, ya know. Apartment #25."

His mind raced after lust filled thoughts..

"Who exactly do you live with?"

"No one. My family lives in the country so I decided to move to be closer to school."

More lust filled thoughts...

But then he thought to himself..only the wealthy could afford these apartments...how could Serena possibly manage?

"Smart choice but how could you afford THESE apartments?" he finally said out loud. "My parents help me out and I work a few nights a week to make ends meat." she replied. "Well, if you ever need help my apartment is #24."

"Aww crap! Are you telling me I live next door to my teacher? How come I never saw you come in before?"

"Well, I just arrived last week. If you'll excuse me, I need to get my lesson plans ready." He was lying and he knew it. 'Jerk!' thought Serena. 'He left so abruptly!'

Darien needed to calm down. He hastily walked into his apartment hoping no one would notice his obvious erection.

'What's wrong with me. She's my student. I could get arrested and thrown in jail! And to think that she's on the other side of that wall...God, I want her so bad' He laid on his stomach in his warm bed. The weather was cold this time of year and luckily, the trust fund that his grandparents had set up for him after his parents died, had set him up for life. He was only a high school teacher because he loved mathematics and excelled greatly in college. It was then that he felt his calling to be a Trigonometry instructor. This didn't bring him a hefty pay check, but he didn't need it and everyone at school knew it.

He walked out of his sliding glass doors on the other side of the room. He needed a breeze to cool him down. He heard a small commotion next door. He peered inside of Serena's glass doors only to see her sitting on her bed, dripping wet, in a towel brushing her long blonde locks, and humming.

'Good Lord, she's gorgeous. Her body is so perfect' He went outside to cool down but all he got out of that was more arousal. He looked away quickly hoping she didn't see him.

Serena looked at Mr. Shields through the glass doors. 'Wow, he's so handsome. But such a jerk! Calling me Meatball head all the time! Black looks so good on him. WAIT what am I thinking? He's my teacher! But...it should be illegal for a teacher to be so sexy. He's so muscular and strong, not to mention those stone cold blue eyes and jet black hair make me weak at the knees. I wish he could love me. If only he knew the things I think of us during class...'

With a sigh she fell onto her stomach and rested for a short while.

Darien looked back at his student who was now lying on her bed. Eyes shut. Small plump mouth heaving breaths. The towel had slipped and he could see her bare back and every inch of her long scrumptious legs. Her ass was still covered by the towel. He groaned internally and wished he filled that empty spot beside her. It excited him to know that he would get to see her everyday in class regardless. "Mmm Serena..." He mumbled. Darien knew that he couldn't make his move. Besides she still hated him, or so he thought.

About eight, Darien headed out to his favorite hot spot: A club that was just down the street. He was lonely and needed some excitement. Plus he wanted to get a certain sexy pupil off of his mind.

He walked in with his head held high. The women knew his face and name. They drooled as he ordered the usual. He sat at the bar and drank until he felt the urge to go to the dance floor. All the women were filthy with the exception of a few who already had dates. His jaw dropped as he saw a blonde with long legs, and blonde hair done up in typical meatball style. Darien casually strutted to this sexy beast and grabbed her by the arm. "Hey, I didn't know they let kids in here!" he teased. "Kid! I'm no child. Besides, you can get in at eighteen, you just can't drink. Now, if you'll let me go, Mr. Shields, I came to have a good time." He released her and she swayed her way to the dance floor. There wasn't a man in the joint who didn't have his lusty eyes on her. Darien began to feel a stab of jealousy. He marveled at the way her hips rolled. She was so perfect. Curvy flat stomach with well endowed breasts. She sported a black corset strapless top with a blue jean mini and black high heels that topped off her sexiness.

Darien's breathing increased. He was so scared to make his move, though it was hard to restrain. With increasing desire he made his way down to the floor and came up behind his blue-eyed dream. He reached out two hands and gripped her hips. With force, he thrust her against him and breathed in her ear sending erotic chills through her body. Serena spun herself around to realize that it was her very own Mister Shields.

"Mr. Shields...I didn't know that you..." He interrupted her sentence with a thrust of the pelvis and a passionate kiss. "I want you, Serena. I...love you." He skillfully kissed her lips again and then all the way down her neck to her cleavage. She gave a whimper. They were in heated passion on the dance floor for what seemed like hours. Then the warmth was replaced by cold. 'What happened?' Just as easily as he came, he was gone. She stood in a stupor wondering where he had run off to. 'Oh well...he'll be next door to me all night long. Did he say that he loved me?'

The next day Trigonometry was just has hard as any other day. She furrowed her brow in frustration. Serena just couldn't concentrate today. She needed to talk to Mr. Shields.

Finally the class bell rang and she made her way to the front desk.

"M..mm.Mr. Sheilds?"

"Yes, Ms. Tsukino?"

"Umm I wanted to talk to you about las-"

"That shouldn't have happened." he interrupted, "and if you tell anyone, I'll deny it all, understand?" he stated coldly. She felt a lump in her throat and tears were beginning to form in her eyes. "But, I thought you said you loved-.." "GOOD BYE Ms. Tsukino." She left the classroom and headed towards her apartment embarrassed and ashamed. How could she let her self fall for someone like him? A womanizer who only wants what he sees at that moment. She couldn't help but be attracted to him. Even though he was a jerk at times, she saw his relationship with Andrew and knew he was a good person. Heck, he didn't need the money from teaching but is just doing it out of the goodness of his heart to help others. Not to mention he was so sexy...

Darien arrived home and plopped in his chair. How could he do this to her. She was so beautiful inside and out. His desire for her was uncontrollable. He was just so afraid that she would think him disgusting and perverted for loving someone 6 years his junior. He didn't want to hurt her but he knew he had.

The sereneness of his apartment was interupted by small sounds next door. He walked out of his glass doors again and saw that the one he wanted was lying on her bed sobbing the night away. She was still in her uniform and didn't even pause to do anything, but cry. A pain stabbed him in the heart. 'How could I do this to her...she wants me and I want her too...so bad...what am I so afraid of?' His thoughts were interrupted when he saw her get up and start coughing. She fell to her knees into a coughing fit. Finally, he witnessed her giving up, and passing out. He was in shock 'please get up!" he thought. He was about to charge in when a brunette entered the apartment. "Hey Sere just though I'd...SERENA!"

He lye in his bed as he heard a man's gruff voice give Serena and her friend medical instructions.

Poor Serena had bronchitis. 'No wonder she felt so warm last night. I KNEW it wasn't the dancing. This was a different kind of warm..' All evening he heard loud coughs and painful moans from the next room. He felt awful. 'Oh Serena..I don't want you to hurt...I want you to be in my bed alive and well'. The coughing ceased and his phone rang. To his comfort, it was Serena.

"Mr. Shields, I won't be in class for the rest of the week. Please, if you will, bring my assignments home with you...or I'll send Lita to retrieve them. Either way is fine. Thank you"

"Serena?"

"Yes sir?"

"Can I come see you now?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shields I'm very tired. I'm in some pain as well. I'll see you tomorrow afternoon, I suppose." She spoke in such an emotionless manner.

"I understand. Goodnight, and rest well."

"Goodbye."

With that, she hung up and he went to bed in regret of everything he said to her earlier that day.

AN: so whatcha think of this story? I have a lot of ideas for this one!