Hi guys! Hoorrraaaayyyy! Another chapter...and quicker than the last one too!
So, this has taken a kind of serious turn that I had no control over! Big thanks to the Glee cast for being an amazing inspiration and helping shape this chapter. Looks like they have now taken over as my muse!
So I hope you enjoy this chapter. Please keep reviewing. I LOVE reading all your comments and LOVE seeing all the emails in my inbox...my ego is really appreciating it! :P
Here is the next installment – Burning Up!
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon...or Glee...or anything really...except my car. I do own that!
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"If you waaaaaant me, come and get me" Mina twirled around the temple, having completely forgotten about the ordeal of moments before. "Don't have a chance if you don't moooooove now!"
"Seriously Mina – if you don't stop singing I am going to really set you on fire this time" Raye turned from the sacred fire. She had been trying to concentrate on Serena and Darien for the last 5 minutes. Every time she got into any kind of trance, Mina's voice had invaded, powerhousing various battle songs. The latest she had turned to being 'Playing to Win'.
Mina sniffed, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Lighten up Pyro; I am just trying to help. You know, bring the mood up."
Lita stepped over, blocking Raye's path as she lunged for Mina, hands stretched for her throat. "Mina, while I contain Raye, I suggest you go and find Amy and see how she is going finding milk" Gesturing wildly to the flaming fire goddess before her, she sighed thankfully as Mina dashed out of the room.
"One of these days she is going to seriously cop it." Ray fumed. "She can be as bad a Serena some times."
Lita laughed and returned to her spot on the floor, well behind Raye. "She means well. Still, I don't know why she just can't pick ONE song. She changes her tune more than Serena eats cookies."
Raye giggled, dropping her hands for the 20th time. "Tell me about it." Raising her hands again she regarded the fire. "Oh Sacred Fire, please show me Serena & Darien" twisting her hands she felt her mind shift into a trance, images of the apartment across town floating before her closed eyes.
Frowning slightly at the lack of Serena in her vision she pressed her hands tighter in front of her, searching deeper into the apartment. Catching sight of steam floating out from under what must be a bathroom door, Raye sighed deeply. "She's in the shower." Raye turned and regarded Lita.
"Alone?" Lita quirked an eyebrow, a cheeky smirk lighting her features.
Raye nodded a grin replacing the frown. "Alone." She confirmed. "Darien is asleep on the couch."
Lita nodded slowly, the grin slowly fading from her face. Tapping her chin thoughtfully she gazed into the still burning fire. "Was anything broken? You know furniture, vases, windows..."
Raye closed her eyes for a second, reviewing the images from before. "I didn't see anything." She mused a few moments later. "By the looks of the lack of mess they must be getting along. Strange."
"Very strange." Lita agreed. Turning as Mina's voice trailed into the room Lita cringed. "Does she have to go back to Glee songs all the time?" She moaned, reaching up to cover her ears.
Raye giggled her own hands reaching up to cover her ears as Mina's rendition of 'Don't Stop Believing' got louder by the second. "Totally agreed!"
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Serena sighed blissfully under the hot water. For as long as she could remember, a hot shower had always made her feel better. Stretching sore, stiff arms above her head she stretched her neck, thankful for the powerful stream of hot water, helping to loosen knots. Glancing around she paused when she noticed the shampoo and conditioner sitting on the shelf. 'Darien uses anti-frizz shampoo and conditioner!' She thought, reaching out to study the container. Opening the bottle she squeezed a decent amount into her palm and proceeded to test how anti-frizz it really was.
20 minutes later, Serena slowly stepped out of the shower. Reaching for a towel, she wrapped it around her self before reaching for another one to wrap around her hair. Marveling at the size (it reached well past her shins!) Serena commenced the long process of drying her hair. Giving up after a few minutes, she maneuvered her hair into the towel, knotting on the top of her head. Slowly drying herself, she took her time getting dressed. Making a mental note to get her Dad to buy a heat lamp for her bathroom, Serena turned and looked at herself in the mirror.
Studying her pale face, she frowned as her stomach lurched. Frowning as her face paled more, she dove for the toilet, glad it was in the same room. Glad her hair was safely tucked up in the towel, Serena proceeded to empty her stomach of the yummy Chinese from hours earlier. Seriously, could her life get any worse?
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Darien woke to the sound of someone being sick. Noting that he seemed to be the only one in the room, he deduced it must be Serena. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he silently willed himself to get up and go see if she was alright. He was studying to be a Doctor after all, so he should be able to handle a sick meatball head.
Twisting his body, he slowly rose to his feet. Pushing through the dizzy spell, he knocked on the bathroom door. "Serena – are you alright?"
Frowning at the muffled response he tried again. "Serena, I need you to open the door."
"Darien" Serena sobbed back. "I don't think I can make it to the door."
Darien ran his hand through his hair. Spying the lock on the door he moved into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. Returning he picked the lock open (AN: We have those doors at home. Was great fun picking locked doors open as a child!). Pushing the door open, Darien felt his heart drop at the sight before him.
Serena was sprawled on the floor, her hands clutching the base of the toilet pan, towel falling from her hair, blonde hair splayed in all directions. Stepping over the mass of clothes he crouched down beside her. Reaching a hand forward, he pressed his hand against her forehead. Hissing at the heat radiating off her face, he leant back and patted her shoulder.
"Serena", he began softly. "I really need you to get up. You've got a violent temperature and I can't assess what else is wrong with you in this position."
Serena clutched at the pan tighter. "mmmhnmhnmnh" she mumbled in response, the towel falling into her eyes. "Texas hurts." She whispered.
Darien's draw dropped. This wasn't good. By the sounds of the last comment she was now delirious. Reaching out he slowly pulled her into a sitting position.
"I'm burning up for your love." Serena mumbled, her arms ignoring her efforts to steady the spinning and staying flopped against her body.
Darien gathered her into his arms and moved into the living room. Not hearing what she said, he sat on the sofa bed, her small body reclined in his arms. Glancing around the room he spied his Doctor's bag and began planning the best way to get it. Moving Serena onto the bed, he pushed her up against the cushions. "Serena, I need to get my bag. Can you sit her for me?"
Serena's eyes moved in and out of focus. "I'll try" she finally whispered.
Pushing through the pain in his limbs, Darien dove across the room and rushed back, the bag held tight in his right hand. Dropping it onto the bed, he rifled through it, searching until he found his thermometer. Moving to sit beside Serena he pressed the thermometer into her ear. Waiting for its confirmation beep, he pulled it back and blanched at the digit on the screen. Serena it seemed had a temperature of 39.6 Degrees Celsius.
Watching as her face paled more, Darien ran into the kitchen, returning with a bowl in time for Serena to throw up again. Pulling her hair back, he searched wildly for the phone with his free hand. Remembering a number scrawled on the bottom of the letter from Serena's friends, Darien dialed the number, impatiently tapping one foot while he waited for someone to answer.
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"Hino Residence, Mina speaking!" Mina's sing-song voice floated down the phone.
"I'm taking Serena to the hospital." Darien got straight to the point. "Her temperature has spiked and she is throwing up. Can you girls meet me there? I don't know enough about her to admit her properly."
Darien pulled the phone from his ear at Mina's high pitched scream.
"Can the screaming Mina!" Raye's voice approached the phone. "Who is on the phone?"
Darien listened as Mina sobbed that Serena was dying and they all had to go sit by her bedside. Sighing, Darien repeated his previous comment louder, hoping Raye could hear over Mina's loud sobbing.
Turns out she could.
"Which hospital Darien?"
Darien pulled the bowl from Serena, satisfied that she was done being sick for now. "I'm taking her to Seattle Grace. It's where I am interning, so I know the Doctors there."
He heard Raye sigh softly. "You sound terrible." She commented.
Darien chuckled slightly. "That's not important. I'm really worried about Serena. I think she is really sick. I'll meet you guys at the hospital." Hanging up, Darien caught the beginning of Raye telling the disheveled Mina to collect herself. Dropping the phone onto the bed, Darien gripped the bowl with two hands and moved it into the bathroom. Quickly rinsing it out, he hurriedly tidied the bathroom. Glancing down at his attire, he rushed into his room and quickly changed into a more appropriate pair of track pants and matching hoodie.
Dropping his car keys and wallet into his pocket he dashed back into the living room and carefully lifted Serena into his arms. Frowning as she mumbled about dwarves and poisoned apples, Darien rushed from his apartment, hoping she could contain her throwing up until they reached the hospital. Clutching her tighter, Darien silently worried. She was fine earlier, so what could have changed to make her this sick? She had had a shower, but he had never heard of that making anyone violently ill before. It could be the lunch, but he wasn't sick so it couldn't be that. Hoping it wasn't swine flu; Darien impatiently shifted his weight, trying to will the elevator to descend faster.
Rushing out as the elevator stopped on the ground floor, Darien breezed past the reception desk. Ignoring the concerned comments and dove out into the carpark. Feeling the heat radiating off of Serena, Darien quickened his pace. He needed to get to the hospital and he needed to get there fast!
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Phew, another chapter down!
I am thinking about bringing Mercedes into the next chapter. She may have to be the Doctor at the hospital. *Evil laugh*
What do you think? You're ideas / comments / thoughts would be greatly appreciated...so please feel free to contribute!
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Cheers,
Bera_Moon.