Sobakasu2 – I think the reason they made Darien a model is to emphasize how attractive he was…I remember being a kid and thinking there was something about him that was attractive…realistically you are right it doesn't make much sense, but since I'm flying with the anime I thought id go for it.
I am going to touch on the Alan and Ann part of season 1 only because I think the jealousy and drama was a great add to the relationship they had…but I'm only going to touch on it.
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15. The Empty Chair and The Will to Care

She looked over at the empty chair. She'd get him back if it was the last thing she'd do…but the emptiness of it pitted in her stomach. She hadn't bought a milkshake in days…mostly because it was one of the things Darien used to tease her about; her sweet tooth. But he wasn't here teasing her. Darien was gone.

It had been almost a week, and from the sounds of it he was brainwashed. Brainwashed into thinking he was on the Negaverse's side. Her worst nightmare came true; Tuxedo Mask no longer fought for freedom and justice, but for the evil Queen Beryl.

Andrew stopped asking her if she knew where Darien had been. He'd seemed to notice that Darien's absence had put a huge downer on Serena, and mostly just didn't talk to her about it anymore.

She thought about how she missed it. Meatball head. Never once would she ever have thought…and then there was yesterday.

Yesterday she was being tossed in the air and put back in his arms, and for a moment she felt like a couple with him, like he was her partner skating on ice. More or less, even she'd admit he'd created a miracle having almost instantly taught her how to skate; everything was right with him. That was the bottom line.

He had saved them…in his defense. Malachite undoubtedly didn't care if Tuxedo Mask was harmed…that was obvious as of late, but what she didn't like were the cold stares she got from Tuxedo Mask when he asked her for the Silver Crystal. He was in there somewhere, and she would find it. This empty seat next to her begged her for it to feel right again.

He remembered her face, the gleaming way it smiled at him as she jumped surprisingly gracefully from his arms onto the ice. When he'd given her a bit of praise it lit up more. It's not that he cared for the Moon girl, but he didn't understand why Malachite was so pitted on hurting innocent people? Why he couldn't just take the Silver Crystal from her, and be done with it? It was true, without the Silver Crystal she wasn't much; she wasn't a princess and she didn't hold nearly as much power on her own.

Malachite rubbed him the wrong way. He'd take things into his own hands…prove to Malachite he could handle things on his own. Malachite didn't need to act so dismissive to him; just because Zoicite was incompetent wasn't his problem.

He really did have the upper hand though; the Sailor Scouts appreciated Tuxedo Mask, and he'd seen the way Sailor Moon looked at him. He liked it; she might be naive enough to believe that the friendly neighborhood Tuxedo Mask was still around. He liked having the enemy's eyes on him, and knowing that she had a soft spot for him. It was riveting.

What made him uneasy was the fact that she saw a better in him that he'd have to convince Queen Beryl was gone…