Do I really have to put this at the start of every chapter? Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Sailor Moon. Nor will I ever.

Chapter One: The Wonderful Beginnings of a New Marriage

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"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" Mina Brooks asked in a voice filled with candid concern for her best friend.

"Why wouldn't I be?" Serena stopped hesitantly, turning back to her friends again.

Her other best friend, Rei Thomas, stated in annoyance, "Don't act stupid. You know what she means."

"Serena, you know it's not too late to back out of this yet. I just don't want you to make a decision you will regret forever." Mina said with a hopeful glint in her eyes.

Serena sighed but shook her head, "No, I'm not backing out now. I already promised my parents. The last thing I want to do is cause a scandal with my utterly short-lived marriage."

"Serena, you may be a bitch sometimes but you're the best daughter and best friend anyone can ever wish for."

"Rei!" Serena shrieked, whacking her best friend on the head. "I'm going to miss you guys." She collected her friends in a big bear hug, afraid to let them go as if she'll never see them again.

"You're such an embarrassment." Rei acknowledged, blinking back a stray tear.

Serena stuck her tongue out cutely before giving both of her best friends a quick peck on the cheek. "Keep out of trouble!" She screamed as the sleek, limo started to pull out of the mansion where the reception was held.

"So, where are we going?" A husky voice whispered softly into her right ear.

Serena turned around swiftly, raising her hand to strike the intruder. The dark silhouette caught her advancing arm and easily maneuvered her body so she was sitting comfortably on his lap.

"Get your filthy hands off of me, you pervert!" Serena thrashed her body around in an attempt to dislodge herself from his lap.

Darien winked naughtily at her and warned, "Please stop moving around. You don't want to wake my friend up…at least not yet."

Her beautiful face housed a bemused expression which quickly turned to one of horror when she finally understood the sexual innuendo underlying his comment. Jabbing him in the ribs, Serena took advantage of the cringing man and scooted away from him. She took a defensive position as she sat on the leather seat, protecting herself desperately with her hands.

"Stay away from me." She commanded authoritatively but to no avail. He slid along his seat until he was sitting directly across from her. He lifted her face slowly with his hand and stared right into her fiery eyes, "Don't worry. I hate this arrangement as much as you do. And trust me, I'm definitely not turned on by you."

Serena couldn't believe her ears. "Excuse me?"

"I mean look at you. You're fat." You're a little minx with that deliciously supple body of yours. "You're ugly." I can stare at you day and night. "You have a major attitude problem. Your cute stubbornness intrigues me. Darien Shields…what the hell is your problem. You're getting too soft. You hate her and don't ever forget that. "I would never be attracted to you." Darien finished with a victorious smirk playing on his luscious lips.

"Why? Is it because I don't look like her?" Serena interrogated, her voice laced with ice.

"Who?"

"Don't play dumb. I saw you talking to her at the wedding reception."

"You're jealous." He stated matter-of-factly.

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Argh, I don't even know why I'm arguing with you." Serena stuck her tongue out at her new husband.

"Oh, very mature." Darien rolled his eyes at her childishness. "Stop evading the question. I want to know where we're going."

Serena's eyes twinkled mischievously, "It's a surprise."

"Well, let me tell you this. I don't like surprises. Tell me now and I'll make it less painful for you."

"Mrs. And Mr. Shield, we're here. Your private jet will be taking off in a matter of minutes. Have a wonderful trip." Their chauffeur remarked cheerfully, completely clueless of the tension between the Mister and Misses.

"Thank you Jeffrey." Serena dragged the reluctant Darien out of the limo and towards the elegant jet waiting to carry its precious cargo. As soon as they got seated in the comfy seats, Darien turned to look at his wife, eager to question her again. Unfortunately for him, she was already enjoying herself in her land of dreams. Her ample chest rose softly with her even breathing.

Damn, she looks so beautiful…so ethereal…so heavenly. Darien wanted to punch himself, mentally and physically. He closed his eyes exhaustedly, finally giving in to temptation.

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"We're here!" A soprano voice sang in his ear. He tried to swat the owner of the voice away but it only came back even more strident. After a few minutes of intense poking and jabbing, Darien finally opened his droopy eyelids. "Do you mind?"

Serena ignored his question and after a few more minutes of coaxing, pushed Darien out of the jet and into the darkness. It was nighttime.

"Where are we?" Darien asked again.

"Disney World Resorts." Serena answered curtly.

"You better be joking."

"I'm not." Serena smiled innocently at Darien. "Come on, I booked a room already. The faster we settle in, the faster we sleep, the faster the next day arrives, the faster I can meet Mickey Mouse." Serena stated simply.

Darien stopped dead in his tracks and pulled Serena towards him, "I am not…and I repeat…I am not going to spend my honeymoon in Disney World."

Serena shrugged her shoulders indifferently, "Suit yourself." She left him standing there and continued to make her way towards the grand entrance of the hotel.

Darien cursed under his breath when he found that the jet had already left. He had no other choice but to follow Serena into the hotel. I'll make reservations for a flight tomorrow. He promised himself.

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"AHHHHHHHHHH!"

"What now?" Darien was annoyed. He was angry. He was furious and this overly dramatic wife of his wasn't making it any better for him.

"There must be mistake." Serena rushed to the phone and called the front desk. "Yes, this is Serena Shields. I believe you made a mistake. I asked for a luxury room with two king beds and unless I'm hallucinating, I only see one."

…

"Fine." Serena grumbled before slamming the phone down.

"What was that all about?" Darien asked curiously. He was amused by her tomato red face.

"I made reservations for a room with two beds but they found out who we were so they upgraded our room. We'll be staying in the president's suite for no extra charge."

"So…"

"So, you stupid bastard, there's only one fucking bed!"

Darien was taken back by her language. It's not that he didn't curse regularly but hearing it from his wife was a whole different matter. She had always been on the reserved side, especially in front of her parents.

"Big deal, we're married. If we end up having sex, so be it." Darien trudged slowly towards the bed and flopped down on it. He surveyed his surroundings, acknowledging the romance and passion radiating from the room's décor.

"No way am I going to share a bed with a lust driven psycho. And we are definitely not going to have sex!" Serena turned a deeper shade of crimson.

"Fine, have it your way. You take the couch. I take the bed." Darien stated with his eyes closed, impatient to rest his exhausted body.

"But I'm the lady here." Serena whined. She marched towards the semi-conscious Darien, intent on pushing him off the bed. She huffed and she puffed but in no way was she physically capable of moving the man even by one centimeter.

With a firm tug, Darien pulled Serena onto the bed and placed her body gently besides his. "Can we talk about this tomorrow? I'm too tired to argue right now."

The soft, lush bed slowly drugged her into a sleep-like trance. She shook herself awake and completed the task at hand before allowing her enervated body to rejuvenate itself. She smiled satisfyingly, knowing that her pillow fort would keep Darien away from her…far away from her.

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The birds sang sweetly and the sun shone brightly on the young couple, their bodies intimately entwined. Her delicate eyelids fluttered as she woke up to her exotic environment. She closed her eyes again and snuggled closer to the soft, warm body pressing against her back. She gently hugged the muscular pair of arms that snaked around her waist protectively.

Something wasn't right. "Oh my gosh…"

SMACK

"What the hell?"

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Wow, I can't believe I actually have readers. No, this is not my first story ever, just my first Sailor Moon fanfic. My other ones weren't exactly successful. Anyways, thank you for reading and commenting…I really do appreciate it. And if there is anything that I can improve on, please don't hesitate to tell me.

Oh, and for some strange reason, my asterisks, tildes and other symbols aren't showing up so I resorted to xxxxx to separate different time frames and stuff. Does anyone know why? It's not like I'm using some funky word processor…I use Microsoft Word. Hm…

Ladie of Avalon