***Warning: I never have and never will own any of the rights to Sailor Moon. Or to anything else besides my stories. *cry*
A/N: I know some of you are skeptical about me doing this chapter in Darian's POV, but that is the only way to really figure out his way of thinking and to arrive at the conclusion of his actions. I don't know what else to say that won't ruin the chapter.
And about the cliffhanger part...*evil grin* I love making you people squirm! Mwahahahah! Just kidding. Actually, those just seem to be the best stopping points. I make this story up as I go. I sit down, type up a chapter and post it. Guess I'm just odd....
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Darian's POV all the way!!!!
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Darian ran his fingers through his already tousled hair for the millionth time that morning. The last thing he had expected when he had come in to work that morning was to be in charge of the photoshoot. He sighed as the photographer yelled at another model for not being perfect.
"Paul," he said softly, but the man didn't hear him, or was ignoring him. "Paul!"
This time he got a response. The man looked over at him, a look of exasperation on his face. Darian tried not to laugh at the poor man.
"Please, how many times do I have to tell you. As much as you would like to, don't yell at the models."
"But, they are so-"
"Uh uh." The photographer cast Darian a dark look before turning back to the girls and began directing them to move, sweet venom dripping off his words. Darian chuckled to himself before turning back to the papers in front of him.
After a few minutes, Darian sighed in defeat as images of Serena kept popping up in his head. No matter how mad he was at her, she was the only damned thing he could focus on. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. He could picture her...her legs...her hips...her flat stomach...her breasts...her neck...her lips. Oh god, those lips. Those kissable, round, pink, luscious-Damnit Darian! Get a grip on yourself!
His head jerked up when he heard a familiar voice telling the models to take a break so he could speak with Paul, the very angry photographer. Jedite only glanced his way briefly before engaging Paul in a private conversation.
As if on cue, the woman he had taken out the night before approached him. She was one of the many in the shoot they were doing this morning. Darian groaned as she flashed him a smile and sauntered her way over. He was not in the mood for this.
"Hi Darian," came her high pitched voice. It felt like nails on a chalkboard. He wondered why her ever took her out, but he knew exaclty why. He wanted to prove to Serena that two could play that game. But he didn't even lay one hand, or lip or that matter, on her the entire night. In fact, he got her a cab and stuck her in it not even 5 minutes after Serena stormed off.
Darian managed a weak smile as she stopped in front of him. "Hi...Jessica."
"I was wondering...what are you doing after you get off today?" she asked.
Darian cringed inside. "I'm sorry, I'm busy."
"Well, what about-"
"Sorry, busy." With that he walked away, leaving a very confused woman behind him. "Damn you Serena," he cursed under his breath. After being with her nothing else was worth going after.
Darian looked up to come face to face with the bouncy, blue eyed, blonde in front of him, smiling inanely. His eyebrows raised.
"Hi," came her southern drawl. "My name's Ann Marie. You're Darian Shields, right?"
Darian gave her a curt nod. He couldn't help but immediately compare her to Serena. Serena's cheeks were rosier, her eyes more deep, her showering of freckles was lighter and sexier..... He growled at himself.
"So, I was thinking," she kept going. "It might be fun if we went out sometime, like tonight after you finish work-"
"Sorry, Ann Marie. I don't think so."
"But-"
Darian just raised his eyebrows at the girl and walked past her. He kept going towards the other side of the room, avoiding the attention of 4 or 5 more of the models. Usually he would soak it in and take one or two up on their offers, but the image of Serena wouldn't get out of his head. He was head over heels for the damned woman whether he liked it or not.
"Ok," Darian heard Jedite say to the room. "Let's take a lunch break."
Thankful, Darian left the room as fast as he could and headed straight or his office. His took the stairs instead of the elevator, hoping to release some of the built up tension in his system. When he reached his floor he cursed under his breath. No tension was released from that form of exercise.
Darian walked up to his secretary. The petite red head looked up at him. "You look like crap, boss man." She always talked to him like that and he adored her for it.
Darian allowed a grin to appear on his face. "Always nice to see you too, Molly. Anything for me?"
"I haven't had time to check all the messages on your voice mail yet, but a young woman was in here looking for you this morning."
Darian perked up at this. "She leave a name?"
"Yeah, Serena Tsukino. She waited for almost an hour before she finally left. Said she needed you to call her as soon as you got in."
Darian sighed as he turned and walked in his office. "I'll check my messages. Thank you Molly."
"Uh huh," he heard her reply before walking in to his office and closing the door behind him.
He leaned back against it and hit his head back on the door. He closed eyes. "I do not need this," he muttered to himself. "I spend the better part of a year trying to just lay this girl and I fall in love before she even realizes that she likes me. Very smooth Darian, very smooth."
Darian sat down at his desk, and leaned back, his eyes closing and his feet propped up on top of the desk scattered with papers. He felt himself drifting off into sleep when his phone jerked him out of his relaxation.
"What?" he growled into the receiver.
"Well, if that's how you answer the phone, no wonder they hired me to do it for you," came Molly's voice.
"Sorry Mol. What did you need?"
"Wanted to remind you to check your messages. I know you haven't yet and you will forget." Then she hung up the phone.
Darian chuckled to himself as he hung up the phone and turned on speaker phone to check his messages.
"Hello, you have 4 new messages. Press 1 to listen-" It cut off as Darian pressed 1.
"Hi Darian, it's Serena. I really need you to call me. I need to explain to you what happened. You left before I could tell you the whole story. Jedite gave me a ride home. We talked and played a game and he kissed me. I admit it got out of hand but-"
The voice-mail had cut her off. "Press 1 to-"
"Sorry, it cut me off. Anyway, as I said, I know it got out of hand, but we did't sleep together. I know that you probably don't beleive me, but could you please just trust me. I wouldn't lie to you Darian."
Darian leaned back and felt a weight lift off his chest. He hadn't realized he had been holding his breath. The sound of her voice had flooded him with mixed feelings. Upon hearing her confession, he didn't know what to do. What reason would Jedite have for lieing to him?
"Press 1-"
"Hi Darian, it's me again. I know that you are still mad at me and that you probably don't beleive me, but could you just please call me."
The pain in her voice almost killed Darian.
"Pre-"
"Darian, it's Serena again. Please call me."
Darian hung up his phone and stood up, determined to find out what really happened from Jedite. He rushed past Molly and headed back downstairs to find Jedite.
He was exactly where Darian figured he would be. All the models were gathered around him as he told them about himself. Darian growled. He walked through the crowd of girls and grabbed Jedite by the arm, dragging him away.
"Don't lie to me," Darian growled. "Did you or did you not sleep with Serena."
Jedite just looked at Darian. After a pause, he sighed. "No."
Darian just raised his eyebrows at him.
"I was just upset, that's all. I finally found a nice girl that didn't want me for my money and she calls out your name while we're making out."
Jedite just watched as Darian burst into a fit of laughter.
Darian couldn't help himself. The whole situation was just too funny to be real. "She called out my name while you were-" Darian laughed even harder.
"Yeah, yeah, real funny."
"I think I'm gonna take the rest of the day off," Darian said as he clutched his sides.
"But-"
"You owe me."
*****
Darian stood outside Serena's office door. For some reason, butterflies danced around in his stomach every time he was near her. Bracing himself, he turned her door knob. It was locked, so he knocked on her door.
He heard a shuffling followed by a loud thud and a small "Ow" before Serena opened her door.
Darian quickly threw away his speech as he saw her standing there, looking up at him with surprise written all over her face.
"Darian-"
He cut her off by picking her up by her waist and kissing her hard. He couldn't control himself as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. He set her down and kicked the door closed behind them, locking it with one hand while the other held the back of her neck.
He broke away long enough to murmur, "I'm so sorry," before assaulting her lips again.
As Serena pressed against him, he wrapped his free arm around her waist and pulled her into him.
That's when she pulled away from him. "And what makes you think that you can just kiss me and everything will be all right?" she demanded. Her cheeks were flushed and her chest was heaving. He felt his body respond to her. She was too damned sexy for him to control himself.
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And that concludes today's episode. Stay tuned for next week's romp. Will Serena forgive Darian? Will they have monkey sex in her office? Will Jedite butt his head in again? Will Molly ever come to terms that she is NOT a natural red head?
Gee, the suspense is killin me!
Oh, did you guys know there is a live action Sailor Moon tv series in Japan?
For storyboards, go to: http://www.genvid.com/serecindra
Ja, ne!
A/N: I know some of you are skeptical about me doing this chapter in Darian's POV, but that is the only way to really figure out his way of thinking and to arrive at the conclusion of his actions. I don't know what else to say that won't ruin the chapter.
And about the cliffhanger part...*evil grin* I love making you people squirm! Mwahahahah! Just kidding. Actually, those just seem to be the best stopping points. I make this story up as I go. I sit down, type up a chapter and post it. Guess I'm just odd....
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Darian's POV all the way!!!!
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Darian ran his fingers through his already tousled hair for the millionth time that morning. The last thing he had expected when he had come in to work that morning was to be in charge of the photoshoot. He sighed as the photographer yelled at another model for not being perfect.
"Paul," he said softly, but the man didn't hear him, or was ignoring him. "Paul!"
This time he got a response. The man looked over at him, a look of exasperation on his face. Darian tried not to laugh at the poor man.
"Please, how many times do I have to tell you. As much as you would like to, don't yell at the models."
"But, they are so-"
"Uh uh." The photographer cast Darian a dark look before turning back to the girls and began directing them to move, sweet venom dripping off his words. Darian chuckled to himself before turning back to the papers in front of him.
After a few minutes, Darian sighed in defeat as images of Serena kept popping up in his head. No matter how mad he was at her, she was the only damned thing he could focus on. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. He could picture her...her legs...her hips...her flat stomach...her breasts...her neck...her lips. Oh god, those lips. Those kissable, round, pink, luscious-Damnit Darian! Get a grip on yourself!
His head jerked up when he heard a familiar voice telling the models to take a break so he could speak with Paul, the very angry photographer. Jedite only glanced his way briefly before engaging Paul in a private conversation.
As if on cue, the woman he had taken out the night before approached him. She was one of the many in the shoot they were doing this morning. Darian groaned as she flashed him a smile and sauntered her way over. He was not in the mood for this.
"Hi Darian," came her high pitched voice. It felt like nails on a chalkboard. He wondered why her ever took her out, but he knew exaclty why. He wanted to prove to Serena that two could play that game. But he didn't even lay one hand, or lip or that matter, on her the entire night. In fact, he got her a cab and stuck her in it not even 5 minutes after Serena stormed off.
Darian managed a weak smile as she stopped in front of him. "Hi...Jessica."
"I was wondering...what are you doing after you get off today?" she asked.
Darian cringed inside. "I'm sorry, I'm busy."
"Well, what about-"
"Sorry, busy." With that he walked away, leaving a very confused woman behind him. "Damn you Serena," he cursed under his breath. After being with her nothing else was worth going after.
Darian looked up to come face to face with the bouncy, blue eyed, blonde in front of him, smiling inanely. His eyebrows raised.
"Hi," came her southern drawl. "My name's Ann Marie. You're Darian Shields, right?"
Darian gave her a curt nod. He couldn't help but immediately compare her to Serena. Serena's cheeks were rosier, her eyes more deep, her showering of freckles was lighter and sexier..... He growled at himself.
"So, I was thinking," she kept going. "It might be fun if we went out sometime, like tonight after you finish work-"
"Sorry, Ann Marie. I don't think so."
"But-"
Darian just raised his eyebrows at the girl and walked past her. He kept going towards the other side of the room, avoiding the attention of 4 or 5 more of the models. Usually he would soak it in and take one or two up on their offers, but the image of Serena wouldn't get out of his head. He was head over heels for the damned woman whether he liked it or not.
"Ok," Darian heard Jedite say to the room. "Let's take a lunch break."
Thankful, Darian left the room as fast as he could and headed straight or his office. His took the stairs instead of the elevator, hoping to release some of the built up tension in his system. When he reached his floor he cursed under his breath. No tension was released from that form of exercise.
Darian walked up to his secretary. The petite red head looked up at him. "You look like crap, boss man." She always talked to him like that and he adored her for it.
Darian allowed a grin to appear on his face. "Always nice to see you too, Molly. Anything for me?"
"I haven't had time to check all the messages on your voice mail yet, but a young woman was in here looking for you this morning."
Darian perked up at this. "She leave a name?"
"Yeah, Serena Tsukino. She waited for almost an hour before she finally left. Said she needed you to call her as soon as you got in."
Darian sighed as he turned and walked in his office. "I'll check my messages. Thank you Molly."
"Uh huh," he heard her reply before walking in to his office and closing the door behind him.
He leaned back against it and hit his head back on the door. He closed eyes. "I do not need this," he muttered to himself. "I spend the better part of a year trying to just lay this girl and I fall in love before she even realizes that she likes me. Very smooth Darian, very smooth."
Darian sat down at his desk, and leaned back, his eyes closing and his feet propped up on top of the desk scattered with papers. He felt himself drifting off into sleep when his phone jerked him out of his relaxation.
"What?" he growled into the receiver.
"Well, if that's how you answer the phone, no wonder they hired me to do it for you," came Molly's voice.
"Sorry Mol. What did you need?"
"Wanted to remind you to check your messages. I know you haven't yet and you will forget." Then she hung up the phone.
Darian chuckled to himself as he hung up the phone and turned on speaker phone to check his messages.
"Hello, you have 4 new messages. Press 1 to listen-" It cut off as Darian pressed 1.
"Hi Darian, it's Serena. I really need you to call me. I need to explain to you what happened. You left before I could tell you the whole story. Jedite gave me a ride home. We talked and played a game and he kissed me. I admit it got out of hand but-"
The voice-mail had cut her off. "Press 1 to-"
"Sorry, it cut me off. Anyway, as I said, I know it got out of hand, but we did't sleep together. I know that you probably don't beleive me, but could you please just trust me. I wouldn't lie to you Darian."
Darian leaned back and felt a weight lift off his chest. He hadn't realized he had been holding his breath. The sound of her voice had flooded him with mixed feelings. Upon hearing her confession, he didn't know what to do. What reason would Jedite have for lieing to him?
"Press 1-"
"Hi Darian, it's me again. I know that you are still mad at me and that you probably don't beleive me, but could you just please call me."
The pain in her voice almost killed Darian.
"Pre-"
"Darian, it's Serena again. Please call me."
Darian hung up his phone and stood up, determined to find out what really happened from Jedite. He rushed past Molly and headed back downstairs to find Jedite.
He was exactly where Darian figured he would be. All the models were gathered around him as he told them about himself. Darian growled. He walked through the crowd of girls and grabbed Jedite by the arm, dragging him away.
"Don't lie to me," Darian growled. "Did you or did you not sleep with Serena."
Jedite just looked at Darian. After a pause, he sighed. "No."
Darian just raised his eyebrows at him.
"I was just upset, that's all. I finally found a nice girl that didn't want me for my money and she calls out your name while we're making out."
Jedite just watched as Darian burst into a fit of laughter.
Darian couldn't help himself. The whole situation was just too funny to be real. "She called out my name while you were-" Darian laughed even harder.
"Yeah, yeah, real funny."
"I think I'm gonna take the rest of the day off," Darian said as he clutched his sides.
"But-"
"You owe me."
*****
Darian stood outside Serena's office door. For some reason, butterflies danced around in his stomach every time he was near her. Bracing himself, he turned her door knob. It was locked, so he knocked on her door.
He heard a shuffling followed by a loud thud and a small "Ow" before Serena opened her door.
Darian quickly threw away his speech as he saw her standing there, looking up at him with surprise written all over her face.
"Darian-"
He cut her off by picking her up by her waist and kissing her hard. He couldn't control himself as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. He set her down and kicked the door closed behind them, locking it with one hand while the other held the back of her neck.
He broke away long enough to murmur, "I'm so sorry," before assaulting her lips again.
As Serena pressed against him, he wrapped his free arm around her waist and pulled her into him.
That's when she pulled away from him. "And what makes you think that you can just kiss me and everything will be all right?" she demanded. Her cheeks were flushed and her chest was heaving. He felt his body respond to her. She was too damned sexy for him to control himself.
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And that concludes today's episode. Stay tuned for next week's romp. Will Serena forgive Darian? Will they have monkey sex in her office? Will Jedite butt his head in again? Will Molly ever come to terms that she is NOT a natural red head?
Gee, the suspense is killin me!
Oh, did you guys know there is a live action Sailor Moon tv series in Japan?
For storyboards, go to: http://www.genvid.com/serecindra
Ja, ne!