Here is chapter two.

Again I do not own Sailor moon.

"Darien?" The soft voice flown into his ears as he settled into his booth. He looked around to see the blond beside him, standing. Tears rushed down her cheeks as she hugged a bag close to her chest.

"Buns?" He stood up checking Serena over. He looked over to Andrew who watched them carefully. She smiled weakly. Taking her bag he looked at her wrists. They were bandaged up.

"Guess you want to know the story huh?" He looked at her. "I'll take that as a yes. Amy called me. She blames me for the break up. She is like uber pissed that I didn't tell her, I guess she feels betrayed. I don't really blame her. She found some time ago that the first time they broke up, Greg and I fooled around some. Funny isn't it." She began to laugh. "Well no one is talking to me."

"Except me. I don't see why you hang out with them. They are all pretty preppy, and Buns you aren't preppy." She looked at him and shrugged.

"I want to have friends." He took her hands in his.

"Go on."

"My father was listening to my conversations again, and yelled at me. He called me a home wrecker and a slut. He said I was damned lucky that they didn't kill me. So I told him that I would kill my self, and I took my cutter and slit my wrists. At the hospital when I came to. My father kicked me out. So here I am." He looked at her.

"I can't believe him. Kicking his own daughter out when she needs him the most."

"Yah well my father really isn't really in a good mood." He put her hands to his lips.

"Lets go back to my place. You are staying with me."

Tears came down her cheeks the whole way to his apartment. He took his emergency blanket and wrapped it around her so she would stay warm on the ride home. The whole way he wanted to make small talk, but he knew nothing could make her feel better. He turned down the long rode. Her eyes looked around to the tall trees. Taking a deep breath he looked over at her pulling into the parking lot. It was a beautiful building. Opening the door he took her hand and bag.

" I live on the top floor. Its a 6 story building. Its huge inside. Every apartment is like a one story house. I only have one bed room. But I have a great sink in tub. Full kitchen. " He smiled." And to finish it off a full screen surround sound television." Serena giggled lightly as they walked into the elevator.

"You live in a cool looking place." He smiled.

"Thank you." He led her inside. Her eyes lit up as she looked around.

"You weren't kidding!" She looked around. Laughter came from his lips as he placed her bag on the couch. He walked over wrapping his arms around her. She closed her eyes. "Oh Dar, thank you so much. I was so scared that you were going to leave me to. You are my only friend."

"Buns." She turned around looking up at him. "If over something as silly as this your friends leave you, then trust me, they are not friends. And I...." He looked at her. "Please come with me." He led her into his bed room, and sat her own his bed. She looked at him. "I don't know if they would make you feel better, of if you would change your mind about staying here. When I was thirteen I jumped in front of car. I felt, feel the same way as you do. I was so alone, scared, and I hated the world for taking my parents away from me. I hurt so much." She looked at him tears coming into her eyes. "Every day I fight to figure out reasons to stay alive. Right now, I can only think of one reason to stay a live."

"What would that be?"

"Keeping my only friend alive so that she might figure out her own reason to live." She blushed.

"I do not want to your only reason for life. But thank you. I do feel better. I hate the world. My father, my so called friends, but I do feel better." He wrapped her arms around her hugging her.

"Come on. We'll order a pizza, and get some hot cocoa."

"Can we watch a movie?" He looked down at her shocked. He smiled lightly seeing her face lit up.

"Oh of course. What is pizza with out a movie?"