Author's Note: Thanks so much for all the encouraging reviews. For the sake of all you loyal readers out there, I tried to make this chapter longer. Hopefully I'll be able to explain why Serena (the innocent one) is doing something soun-Serena-ish as strip dancing in the next chapter. Anyway, keep reading and keep reviewing...I do love all your compliments and tips to be a better writer.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailormoon or Strip Tease by Carl Hiaasen from which some of my ideas are based on.

Serena sighed contently as the hot water sprayed across her skin. She was happy to be out of the club and be alone again.

Serena liked being alone, it gave her such peaceful tranquility to just lay back and think. But being a strip dancer take up much of her time that there's little left for rest.

If only...if only...

Yes, if only, if only. Serena thought about her past, her shattered past...and her shattered present.

Flashback

"Hi, I didn't know beautiful angels like to observe a poor painter at work."

Those were his first words to her.

"Oh...well...um...thank you."

Was her reply.

Serena had not planned on meeting Seiya...and falling in love with him.

It was at the beach, where some painters liked to paint the crested waves and the gorgeous sunsets and sold them to tourists, couples, and those who are willing to buy.

Serena had a fight with her sister earlier and had decided to cool off by taking a walk by the sea. It was almost daybreak and the sun was bleeding through the sky when she got there.

She had walked alongthe shore, thinking of her sisterwhen shesawthe handsome young man with black hair and a long ponytail streaming down his back.

He was looking out to the horizon, seeing beyond the sunset and through the colors and splashes of shades. Every now and then, he paused to dab some paint on his brush and onto the canvas before him.

Serena had taken a few hesitating steps and just watched him work for a few minutes when he suddenly looked up and glanced at her.

Then he had said those words...those words which sent her blushing and stammering.

Seiya was 21 then and Serena was 20. Fresh out of college, Seiya began painting several scenes and was painting at the beach when he met Serena.

He was entranced by her lustruous beauty and radiance and jumped at the opportunity of a romance.

Serena was rich, gorgeous, young, and best of all, naive.

Seiya was sly and clever and he knew the poor girl was easily charmed.

So, he took her out on several dates and had fun. If it wasn't for the fact that Seiya was only dating her for the money, he would've happily married her on the spot.

Then came the day.

They had been lying on the beach, watching the beautiful waves and the sinking sun.

"Hmm...Seiya...I love the beach, you know why?" Serena had asked in a dreamy whisper.

"I don't know, why?" he replied, playing along.

"Because the beach was where I met you," Serena said looking up at Seiya's handsome face.

"Ahhh...well the beach is my favorite place too," Seiya said, nibbling on Serena's earlobe.

Serena felt goosebumps rise on her skin as Seiya began to kiss her neck. It was always like this when they got intimate. The electric sensation of being so close...but they haven't yet made love.

Somehow, Serena didn't want to...she felt uncertain, anxious at the thought of giving up her virginity. Sometimes she was so tempted, but always restrained herself at the last minute. It was hard, but Serena was doubtful. And she always told herself that her doubtfulness about sleeping with Seiya could come to no good.

It's just because it's my first time.

She wanted to think, to believe, on that day. But deep down Serena knew something was wrong.

"Why?" she had asked, beginning to pant as Seiya's tongue wandered along her collarbone.

"Because it's the place where I'm going to make love to you," he murmured softly and took off the bikini top Serena was wearing.

Serena gasped at his words and was about to stop him, but he stopped her words with a kiss.

She melted against him and kissed him back with such fervor.

Ending the passionate embrace, Seiya looked deep into Serena's eyes.

"Please, Serena, everyday, I try to control myself from ravaging you. You're like a goddess, so beautiful, so unreachable. But for the man who loves you so much...can you be reachable?

"Y-y-yes..." she trembled with fear and excitement as Seiya eagerly kissed her.

End of flashback

"I'd been such a fool!" Serena thought as she laid her forehead against her pillow.

Serena finished showering and layed on her bed awaiting sleep as thoughts of the dark past penetrated her mind.

"How did I fall for that trap? I told myself, I told myself...never mind what I told myself, but I was in love! Or so I thought...he changed it all! Curse him! I shall never let his hideous name touch my lips. I spit at his feet, wherever he is now...successful, happy..."

Serena tossed and turned at the scenes which reappeared before her all night.

Well, there you go! I have something that will, perhaps, make you all hate Seiya in the next chapter. Please don't. Seiya is a great character, and it is no fault of his what he plays in this story of mine. He is just a pawn in a great chess game of fiction. Oh, and I made up a parody yesterday at Pizza Hut: Home, home on the range, where the deer and the antelope play. Where the cows will roam, and the pigs will roam...and the monkeys will dance everyday!

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