Hello, this is a test. I would like to know your opinion of the direction of this story at they end I will talk more about some options so please read a bit.. I do not own Sailor Moon or the characters. The story line is mine though so please be respectful and keep it that way. Thank you and enjoy.
Pearl Knight
When you looked at is this way… it was almost pretty… If you look at it that way… it's so ugly… I wonder what way they mean it to be seen as…
Such are the thoughts of our dear Serena enjoying her first hang over… gazing so interestedly at the toilet… insert retching sounds here… she had woken up with a startle afraid for her life and somehow ended up in the bathroom looming over the porcelain throne. If she had been kidnapped at lease he was good looking… almost as much as. Tears welled up in her eyes as he shot into her mind causing another bout of vomiting… though this time not so much the hang over as it was from the thoughts swimming in her muddled mind.
"Are you alright Serena-San" Darien tapped timidly at the door. The only response he received was a gruesome sound effect no human could have ever made. She had woken up with an adrenaline rush… wasn't that fun.
"Where am I?? Who are you!? Stay away from me!" Serena slowly awoke feeling horrid all over, every muscle was aching, her stomach was running up her esophagus, and her eyes were morphing the room into strange twisted shapes. Forcing her eyes to focus the gnarled blobs before her eyes she came to the startling realization that this was anything but her home. The room was tidy and the sheets crisp tangled around her long limbs, sapphire eyes looked about the room franticly finding it to be masculine and rich in dark colors. She threw herself up as her silver flecked eyes landed on a man at the far left corner leaning in the doorway. He had watched her for a moment from the hall. She really was beautiful even then as she was sleeping. Her hair was a silvery blond and right now it was messy and all over his dark sheets. Sheets that at this moment where wrapped snuggly around her tiny form… At that point she did what any normal young women would do at finding herself in a strange house with a man and feeling like she had been drugged… she started throwing any random heavy object she could reach while yelling questions and shouting for help…
"Whoa wait! Hey no! Not that vase not," the crash of the only existing vase in his home cause him to grimace as the chunks of glass landed to his left on the floor. Darien tried in vain to reason with the tiny women but it was ultimately her stomach that ended her tirade… but not after she had demolished every glass object on the right side of the bedroom.
Darien had spent the last two hours answering questions through a door between vomiting episodes… She couldn't possibly last much longer though… almost on cue of his thought a soft thump sounded. Carefully he turned the knob, slowly he opened the door, and softly he sighed in relief. Serena lay on the floor looking almost peaceful… almost. The make up that had once been so carefully places smudged and wiped off. He could see every mark left behind on her body and some obviously man made scars on her porcelain skin. He knelt beside her and pulled her body close to his carefully scooping her up bridal style to return her to his bed. Andrew would be returning soon from the local Mattress Giant store and the guest room would finally have a bed. Andrew made a good point that even if she didn't take his offer the room was wasted anyways and a guest room seemed like a good idea. His eye brows raised slightly as he stood with her… the girl had to weigh at most 115 lb… That can't be healthy.
"Dar!?" Darien smiled and laid her down covered her up and went out to meet Drew.
"Whoa what happened to your head?" Drew pushed the mattress the rest of the way into the room as he scrutinized the goose egg on Darien's head.
"Your little pistol has a good throw…" Drew winced and looked down. It didn't take much for Darien to realize he was hiding laughter. A good slap to the back of the head got the ball rolling on operation bedroom set up though and by the next morning a perfect guest room was ready to be used decorated in a unisex fashion.
Serena rolled over and smiled as she hugged a pillow to herself. Darien entered as quietly as possible approached the bed and pulled her to him as he had in the bathroom. Two sets of eyes met in shock.
"Not again." Darien winced. "DREW!" Andrew came in just as a sharp piercing scream ripped out of the tiny girl's lungs.
"Serena! Its ok!" she stopped immediately looking from one to the other. Five minutes later she was calm and listening.
"Thus you have ended up here at my friends' house. Serena this is Darien." Serena looked at him timidly and turned a dark shade of red.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Darien-San. I'm so incredibly sorry about your things… I'll pay for all the damages."
"Its alright it must have been frightening to wake up in a place you didn't know." Darien sat beside her with a light hearted smile, "Listen, Drew told me a little bit about you. He told me you just broke up with someone and that you need a place to stay… If you would like. I have a spare bedroom that you're more then welcome to rent. The bar's been a little empty so I could use the extra money, and Drew says you would make a good roommate." Serena looked from Drew to the floor then back to Darien.
"I'm not sure… I need a job as well I-"
"I just lost a tender… perhaps your rent could be filling his hours?" Darien shrugged lightly. "Drew and I can teach you to mix later for now you could take orders and sort of waitress." She smiled softly and held out her hand.
"That would be great." If Drew trusts him then… so does she. "One catch," she held his hand firmly and cut him off just as his lips parted.
"What is it?" her eyes down cast as she nipped her bottom lip. Her whole body stiffened as she spoke low,
"I want a bolt lock on my door, my bedroom door."
"Do what every YOU like so that YOU feel safe." His smile was so kind. She couldn't help but to return it. He looked like him. There were differences of course but still… they looked alike… Darien had the same dark hair. The eyes were so close in color… But Darien's where kinder then Seiya's… "I'll even repair the lock on the bathroom door, there is only one so…"
She blushed and laughed softly as she pushed Seiya the sadist out of her mind. "Yeah a non functional bathroom lock would be a deal breaker." Andrew smiled lightly leaning against the wall as the two started talking. He made note of everything. The way Darien leaned in ever so slightly… and how she leaned away. It made him sad to watch the careful no touch distance she established if even a brush of his pinky happened she flinched slightly and looked instantly to where they touched. Seiya had messed her up… she was having trust issues but at the same time its just natural for her… Serena just… loves people. Darien cares but he is just naturally shy unless someone needs his help… Maybe they would be good for each other… Interesting things are bound to happen no matter what though… when a man and a woman become roommate.
Thank you for reading. This chapter is really just a test I want to make sure you like how I am setting this up then the third chapter will be much longer and more detailed. So please give me a line; tell me what you think it would be most appreciated. I thought about bringing in a villain but more then anything I'm thinking I want to base this story more around the two of them and the trials and mishaps that go along with a man and a women falling clumsily in love with of course bits of drama from each their back grounds. This chapter is short but it sets them up in an arrangement of living together and working together that I can really take off with. So please don't be shy and let me know what you think of my ideas. Thanks again
Pearl Knight