A.N. Alrighty, here is Chapter 3 for Look Out. How is everything coming together so far? Questions, comments and flames can be sent to -Icess-
Quote: "Kindness in words creates confidence
Kindness in thinking creates profoundness
Kindness in giving creates love." – Lao-tzu
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!
Anything in this story that looks like it belongs in someone else's story is pure coincidence! ;)
Title: Look Out!
Chapter: 3
Author: Icess
E-mail: bodyguard that Darien hired for Serena was a man built like a house. Towering
over Darien at six foot seven, Buck McGee had dark brown hair and emerald green eyes. Every
time Serena saw him, she would walk away from him very fast and never look back. Darien
couldn't help but laugh when he saw Serena's eyes widen to the size of saucers the first time she
saw him. The thing that had surprised Serena by this giant was that he was such a soft-spoken
man. Only speaking when he needed to, and even then, his voice was as quiet at a mouse.
As of right now, Serena and Buck were speaking quietly in her office. "You're such a
great listener Buck thanks." She smiled at him genuinely. In the past two days that he'd been
around Serena, he'd noticed that the steel façade that she put on for everyone was just so she
couldn't get close to anybody else.
"So, what's goin' on between you and Mr. Harris there, Serena?" Buck asked, blushing
all the while.
"Between Darien and I? Nothing! We've been friends since high school." She didn't
bother to add that she had loved him since the day that she met him in the ninth grade and the
way that he had ignored her feelings completely.
"What about you? Do you have a wife?"
"No, but my girlfriend, Baylea and I have been togetha for quite a while. I want to see if
I can save up some money so I can propose to her like the guys do in the movies. She's a huge
romantic. I would neva be able to pick out the right ring though. I need a guy to help me, I've
neva been very good with that kind of stuff."
"Maybe, if Darien ever catches this guy, he can help you. He's always been able to help
guys get their ladies the right thing. He helped our mutual friend, Andrew find the right ring for
Mina, they have been married for 3 years and haven't stopped loving each other."
"Really! That'd be great!" Buck gave a toothy grin.
"Yes, well. We'll see. I have to get started on my work now, so I'll talk to you later
okay?" Serena asked, moving toward her mahogany desk so that she could boot up her
computer.
"Sure, no prob. I gotta take a look around here anyway. Lata!" Buck said with his thick
Maine accent. Serena still couldn't fathom why Darien would call a bodyguard all the way down
to New York City from Bangor, Maine.
"Bye!" Serena called and sat down in her high back leather chair. "Ah, finally, I can get
some work done."
Darien sat at the dining table in his hotel room and waited for Lita to call. He'd been
sitting there all morning, hoping that she would call so he could let her know what had happened
so far. 'I gotta call the local chief of police here so he can set up for his guys to keep a watch on
Serena's place. Buck and I can't do it all by ourselves.' He thought, finally able to think straight
after what had happened at Serena's apartment two nights ago. She'd cried brokenly for nearly
an hour. He hadn't known what to do except sit there and comfort her. He jumped as a knock
sounded on the thick wooden door. "Coming!" He called.
When he looked through the peephole, he saw a brunette standing in front of the door
and grinned. "Lita! Oh, I mean… Chief!" He saluted, and then they broke into laughter and hugged.
A.N. There's another chapter for ya! I'm sorry these chapters are so short. Just so you
know, Buck McGee is from Maine. And don't worry, I live in Maine, and Mainahs do not
pronounce their R's for some odd reason. I'm not actually from Maine; I'm from Illinois, which is where my sister (Redshewolf79) lives. It's pretty funny to hear Mainers talk. For any of you that live in Maine, I'm not trying to be mean! I just love the accent! Ok, I'm done! Bye all! Icess
Written on: June 25, 2002
Revamped on: August 12, 2005