A.N. Here is the next chapter for Moving On. Enjoy!
Icess
Quote: "It's alright letting yourself go, as long as you can get yourself back." – Mick Jagger
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or any of its characters. They all belong to Naoko Takeuchi, DiC, and many other big bad companies. However, I do own this story and it's idea! ;)
Moving On: Chapter One
"Serena! There you are! I have someone that I would like you to meet!" Aunt Lacey called, making her way down the hill towards Serena. With her black hair mixed in with a few gray strands trailing behind her, Lacey's hazel eyes shown with delight.
"Um, I'm not feeling very well. I'm going to go and lay down, sorry Lacey." Serena said, getting up from the bench that she was sitting on. She looked up once into a pair of dazzling blue eyes and then bolted up the hill.
Lacey stared after her niece in frustration. "All I want for her is to meet people and to move on Darien. But, she won't have it."
"She'll come to her senses sooner or later Lacey. Just give her time. That's all she needs. I'll go see if I can cheer her up." Lacey's spirits lifted as Darien walked in the direction Serena had taken.
"Serena? Are you in here?" Darien asked. "You don't have to hide, you know." He made his way further into the kitchen and got a handful of lettuce in the face. He sputtered and looked around, seeing no one, he turned in the other direction and got a tomato smashed into his forehead. "Christ, how many of there are you?" He received no answer except for a bowl of red vinaigrette salad dressing onto his white Gucci shirt. "Hey! This shirt was expensive! Stop that!"
"I'm sure you can afford it, Mr. Whatever-your-name-is. Just go away and leave me alone. I'm sick of my aunt and uncle trying to fix me up with every single guy they know. I don't want to be with anybody and they just don't get the picture. Now, if you'll excuse me--" She stopped because she heard her uncle calling her name.
"Serena! Will you come here please?" Called his distant voice that sounded oddly amused. She strolled down the hall with Darien following her and opened the door to Ian's office.
"Hi, Uncle Ian. What's going on? I was on my way over to Colin and Andrew's house. We were planning on going out to the island house today." Serena said sweetly. She didn't even notice that Darien had come in behind her and Ian was speculating over Darien's stained shirt, trying not to laugh. The situation was just too funny.
"Can you tell me what you have done to Mr. Stenson here? He looks pathetic. Louie walked back into the kitchen when he saw you getting ready to throw the salad dressing at him! What kind of behavior is this? You've never acted like this before!" Ian shouted, successfully covering his laughter up. Ian McPherson was a very tall man with broad shoulders. He had salt and pepper colored hair, thick eyebrows-but not too thick- and green eyes that stood out from the rest of him. He was a very kind-hearted man, but had a fiery temper that ignited easily.
Serena took this all in stride and stated her piece of mind. "I didn't want him following me. I knew Aunt Lacey would send him after me, and I don't want to do this anymore! You two have to stop sending these guys to me! I can't stand it. I want to find someone on my own time. So, if you don't mind, I'm leaving now. Good-bye." And with that, she strode out of the room.
"Well, I think that went well." Ian said to Darien laughingly, who was standing in the same spot as when he first came into the room, mesmerized. Darien Stenson was around the age of 25 and had ebony colored hair with keen blue eyes. He was about as tall as Ian and had about the same athletic build as Ian also.
"So, now what?" Darien asked.
"Well, since Andrew is your best friend, why don't you run on over there and wait for Serena to join them? That way, you can enjoy the rest of the afternoon and get to know Serena better." Suggested Ian.
"Okay… Tell me one thing. Why do I need to get her to like me, excuse me, love me?" The ever so curious Darien asked.
"Just wait and see Darien. Wait and see…" Ian replied in an impatient tone. "Come by tomorrow afternoon around one. We'll explain everything then." Darien nodded and walked over to Andrew's and waited patiently for Serena Olson.
Serena looked at herself in her full-length mirror. She saw nothing but a skinny mini with big blue eyes. She missed her parents deeply. They had been on one of their frequent vacations in Greece, and their plane had had engine problems and crashed into the ocean below them. Their bodies were recovered and returned to the United States for their memorial services which were held not even two days ago.
'I'm late for Andrew's house! Ooh, I gotta hurry!' She urged herself. She made her way down the stairs after putting plush white shorts on and a coral colored butterfly tee shirt over her baby blue bikini. On her way to Andrew's, she burst into tears that she couldn't hold back anymore. She broke into a run so it would look as if her eyes were watering and made her way onto the porch. As she rang the doorbell, she heard Andrew's muted laughter through the thick oak door. He opened the door and invited Serena in, all traces of happiness gone. The emotion on his face now was sympathy.
"Hey, are you okay Serena? You don't look too good." He said, leading her into the family room. Ever since she'd moved into her aunt and uncle's house, she'd become something of a little sister to him.
"I'm fine. Just out of breath. I didn't want to be late and have you guys leave without me." She said, still keeping back tears and plopping into a reclining chair.
"Well okay, if you're sure." Andrew said uncertainly as Colin came down the stairs with four towels in his hands. 'Who else is going with that I don't know about?' Serena asked herself.
"Alright, let's go. Our special guest is already waiting out on the boat." Colin stated, handing Serena and Andrew their respective towels.
"What special guest you guys? I thought it was just the three of us this time." Serena whined. Every time they'd gone out to the island, someone new was with them. She wanted to spend some time alone with the two of them.
"Oh, don't worry, we can bond another time, Sere. He didn't want us telling you. So, let's get going." Andrew laughed lightly.
"Whatever!" She yelled. 'What is going on? They're acting so weird!'
The trio left the house and made their way towards the docks. Then, she saw the familiar dark head of the man she'd thrown the food at in the kitchen. 'What's his name again? Oh yeah, Darien Stenson. He's pretty cute. But, probably arrogant as all hell.'
"No way! I am not getting on the boat with him!" She cried to Andrew and Colin while trying to run back up to the house.
"No such luck! You're stuck with me, sweetheart." Came Darien's deep voice that sent shivers up and down her spine. Colin took her by the waist and helped her onto the speedboat.
"Colin! Please! Don't make me spend time with him!" She pleaded. "And don't call me sweetheart, it ain't gonna work!" Colin stood his ground while Andrew started the boat. "Ooh! This is gonna be great! I can just see it!"
As she plopped down, the three men tried to stifle their laughter.