Author's Notes: I know it's been done before, loads of times in fact and I loved them all but then when I was trying to find one to read the other day I couldn't find one so I thought I'd write my own version. So he it is.

Disclaimer: As usual Sailor Moon and the characters etc. Don't belong to me and I make no profit from writing this it's just for my own enjoyment.

My big mouth

The solution

Serena POV

I had already hidden away in the park for half an hour or so before I decided to just head home. I had no way of fixing this situation without admitting to the girls and the whole school that I couldn't get a boyfriend. Stupid Melvin.

I sighed and looked down at the pavement. I was going to have to tell the girls...I just didn't know where to start. I felt tears prickling at my eyes and tried to wipe them away as they started to fall.

"Serena?" I heard a voice call. I looked back up, where did I know that voice from? I glanced around then felt a hand on my shoulder and span around to look behind me. Great...someone up there hates me...

"What do you want?" I sighed.

"Hey I'm trying to be civil here. I'm just checking you're alight." H said. I glared up to meet his eyes. He looked like he was telling the truth....and he had used my name. That's the only reason I hadn't recognised his voice.

"I'm fine." I replied.

"No you're not." He said simply.

"Look, I'll be fine, honestly." I said. "You don't have to be here I'm being silly really."

"You're crying." He replied. I said nothing. "Alright look, I know I'm the last person in the world you would want to cheer you up...but if there is something I can do let me know." He finished awkwardly, turning back the way he had come.

"Why?" I asked bluntly. I couldn't help myself, I had to know. "You hate me, you try to upset me every day. Why would you of all people want to help me?"

"We fight every day but I don't hate you." He replied, not turning to face me. "We just irritate each other it's kind of our thing...but I don't actually try to hurt or upset you that's different." He turned to face me and I stared into those deep blue eyes. He really did look sincere. I guess what he was saying was true...whilst Darien Chiba bugged the hell out of me that was what he did, he didn't try to hurt me or make me cry on purpose we just seemed to enjoy rubbing each other the wrong way.

"So...if all we do is fight...why aren't we fighting now?" I asked.

"Well Meatball Head, to be honest I was curious." He replied. I raised an eyebrow at him and he gestured to follow him. So I did. We headed back into the park and found the nearest bench.

"OK, fill me in." I said, plonking myself down next to him.

"I was talking to Andrew about what happened, he naturally had assumed it was my fault until I explained." He started. "I told him what Raye had said and he practically doubled over laughing. I asked him why and he said I should ask you."

"So much for keeping a secret..." I muttered. Andrew was a dead man.

"So why did Raye calling your boyfriend a dork warrant you storming out and Andrew having a laughing fit?" he asked. Then he did something he very rarely did, he smiled. I can't believe I'm going to tell him this...

"Don't laugh." I warned him, then took a deep breath. "Because I don't have a boyfriend."

"I see." He nodded. "How did it start?"

"Well...I needed an excuse to say no to that creep Melvin." I replied, feeling a blush creep into my cheeks.

"And that was the first thing you thought of?" he smirked.

"I told you don't laugh." I muttered.

"Trust me on this Serena, you're not the first person who's ever done it and you won't be the last." He said, looking me straight in the eye. "In fact Rita did it to avoid Andrew...funny how things turn out."

"But Andrew's cute! Melvin isn't!" I replied, then he did laugh.

"Calm down Meatball head, I'm not saying you should date the guy." He chuckled.

"You want to cheer me up right?" I asked.

"I guess..." he replied carefully.

"I can't believe I'm going to say this...can you pretendtobemydateatthedance?" I blurted out. There over and done with, just like a band aid.

"What was that Meatball Head?"

"Don't call me that." I replied, knowing he had heard me. "I'll tell the girls the truth but I don't want to have to be the school joke forever so if I could just turn up with a date to the dance..."

"I could do that." He said. Did he just agree?

Darien POV

"How about I pretend to be your boyfriend for the week and then we can have a nice fight in the arcade a day or so after the dance and break up? Would that work for you?" I asked her. "I mean we've got the fight part down to an art by now." She laughed at that.

"Thanks." She whispered. "That would be a lifesaver."

"Alright, so I guess I'll see you at half four tomorrow then." I said, standing up. She looked up at me confused. I had to admit she was cute, when she was quiet. "You always have detention Mondays and then we run into each other outside the arcade and fight."

"I don't always have detention." She protested.

"Just don't forget this wrong thing and start a fight tomorrow, OK Meatball head?" I grinned, turning to leave her in the park.

Now I had to go back to the arcade and talk to Andrew. I was betting very strongly that Serena had told him everything right from the beginning.

Although if I think about it, it will be nice to have a reason to act civil to Serena. By pretending to be her boyfriend we would both have to stop fighting and be civil and who knows maybe at the end of it we could be friends? After all I really don't hate the girl, we do irritate each other.

Serena POV

I can't believe I actually asked Darien to be my date. I can't believe he agreed to this whole thing. It's crazy. We can't be in the same room together or we argue let alone being a couple! We would be the worst couple in the world! We'd always fight.

It would all be worth it though to firstly; avoid telling the school I don't really have a boyfriend, secondly; to see Raye's face and lastly: at least he's a pretty hot pretend boyfriend even if he is a royal pain in my butt.

Author's Notes: Two parts done xx