Title: Blind Date Author: ChibiSerenity Part: 5 Rating: either G or PG, I dunno E-mail: plstcfish@aol.com Hey Minna-chan!! When I get writing, I really get writing, ne? I am in hyper Sailor Moon mode today because I finally saw Day of Destiny. I'm soooo happy!!! I waited two years to see this episode!!! (that's a little extreme. I waited two season rotation thingies. You know what I mean) You see the first time Day of Destiny was up, my cable carrier decided to be annoying and cheap and not give us cartoon network as one of the channels. I could get it through the fuzz, but that was pretty stupid. Finally we got the cartoon network back, and when Day of Destiny was on, I had a tennis match. Of course, I can't blow of a match because a Sailor Moon episode is on, so I taped it. But the stupid VCR BROKE!!!!!! I got the first five minutes!! AAAAAAUGGG!! So, today our cable went out completely at one o'clock. I was practically tearing out my hair in anguish (slight exaggeration). I practically screamed BUT TODAY DAY OF DESTINY IS ON!!! at my mother, who didn't seem to care. But, the cable went back on, so all is well. Day of Destiny is a great episode, and it is very kawaii. I almost cried!! (I cry easily) Plus there are TWO songs. None as cool as My Only Love, but I like Carry On well enough. Thought I would share that with you. Oh yeah, and as for the the title thing of this part of Blind Date, that needs some explaining. It was originally supposed to be a spin off of a line in A Midsummer Night's Dream (Shakspeare), which I thought was 'well met by moonlight, fair Titania' for no other reason than I liked the way it sounds. But, after awhile, I realized that Oberon, the guy that says this, doesn't lke Titania, so the line doesn't make sense. It is really 'ill met by moonlight, proud Titania' Big difference. But, I like the way sounds, so I kept it. Maye I'll write a story with this title, or a variation of it, so that it makes since. After all, I like Shakspeare, or what I've read of it. (Romeo and Juliet, A Midsummer Night's Dream, and Julius Caeser. Not a lot, I know. I have Macbeth, The Tempest, As You Like It, and Hamlet, but I haven't read them yet. I'm busy!! Which should I read first? Tell me. If you like Shakespeare. Oh well.) Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon. Naoko Takeuchi does. No kidding. Blind Date - Part 5 - Well Met by Streetlight, Fair Serena ~Serena~ How can this hurt me so much? He's said much worse things about me. I sound like a pig, so what? Is that any worse than klutzoid, ditz, or meatball head? Yes. Because this time I cared. I had always cared, but this time....I loved him. I loved him, and although I was holding back in order to avoid the pain of rejection, I was felt it anyway. He had rejected my heart without my even offering it. Now all that is left is to go home, walking through the rain. I am freezing cold, my teeth are chattering, I am shivering, but I don't care. I don't care. All I feel is the gut wrenching pain in my heart. If a youma came out of the blue just now, I wouldn't even transform. I'd give up without a fight. I never had a chance with him. Not even a shadow of a chance. I knew that, but it still hurt when he rejected me. It wasn't just the name, it was the revulsion that crossed his face when a date with me came into the picture. Serena, the idiot, crybaby, klutz. He hated me, and had rejected me. This was worse than any broken bone; it was a broken heart. Underneath the artifical glow of a streetlight, something inside me breaks. "Darien...why?" I sink to the ground sobbing, unable to keep the tears in any longer. They fall to the ground and mix with the rain, my sobbing figure illuminated by the streetlight. ~Darien~ "Darien....why?" I hear a voice behind the trees. In the next road over. I suddenly stop my car. Is it her voice? Is she experiencing the pain and anguish evident in that voice..because of me? I love her, and I would never want her to feel pain. But she mustn't know that. She will hurt me. She will reject me. But I get out of the car, finding my way towards the sobbing form huddled on the sidewalk. A cold street light shines down on her body like a search light, and I run towards her. The blond pigtails are hanging in puddles of tears and rain. Her splotchy, tear-stained face is illuminated by the street light, which cannot do her beauty justice. She looks up at me, and my heart stops. She's really hurting. "Meatball head..." Damn it, Darien, don't call her that!!! She hates that!! "I'm sorry, Serena. I'm sorry that I hurt you." "Hurt me? You didn't hurt me. I'm just cold. I don't like the rain. And it's bound to start thundering soon. That's all. I don't care what you think." She doesn't care. Not in the least. I was wrong, it's just the rain. I didn't cause her pain!!! Yet- she doesn't care about me. Doesn't care what I think. That hurts almost as much. "Well, if it's the rain that's got you down, then why don't I give you a ride?" Even if I am hurt, I cannot let this beauty stand out here in the pooring rain, cannot allow such perfection to be soiled by the filth of the muddy sidewalk. I offer her my hand - my heart. (AN: 'you take me by the heart when you take me by the hand' okay, weird things are popping into my head now that make absolutely now sense. Sorry.) ~Serena~ Darien, offering me a ride. I know he just pities me, the poor klutz, but I am elated. Out of the cold, icy rain and into a nice warm car - with Darien. I grin, taking the offered hand. He squeezes my hand, and kisses it gently. As a joke and nothing more. My heart beats rapidly as he helps me up, and puts an arm around my shoulder, never letting go of my hand. He opens the car door, and I instantly miss the warmth of his arm around my shoulder. After he helps me into the car, my eyes linger on his form as he jogs around the front of the car, to duck into the driver's side door. He is wet too, and his bangs are hanging into his eyes. His tuxedo is drenched and ruined. As ruined as my dress. What a pair we must make. I smile at him, as he looks at me. I almost see warmth and affection in his eyes, but I know I'm fooling myself. "You're safe now, Mea- er- Serena. Safe and dry. Now let's get you home." He starts the car and he is cruising towards my house, which is quite a ways away from here. The Italian resteraunt is way out in the outskirts of Tokyo. I sigh, and think of a heavenly time with Darien, no matter how short, and even if it is out of pity. Even if he does not love me. I tell myself I cannot go to sleep, I must stay awake. But I cannot help it. I am weary, and overcome with a sense of security. I drift into a sleep full of dreams about Darien. ~Darien~ Her head rests against the passanger side window, and stray blond curls stick to her face. She is so beautiful, and peaceful. A small smile plays on her face. She is dreaming. She mouths some words in her sleep - the names of characters in her dream? I stare intently at her beautiful mouth to see what she is saying. I can catch I love you....loves who? I squint to see who her love is. Her lips move, as she snuggles against the car door, her cheek pressing against the cool glass of the window. Would that I were a pane of glass upon that window, that I could touch that heavenly cheek. (AN: Okay, another really bad, contorted Shakspeare quote. I'm in a contorting Shakspeare mood, I guess. I dunno where it's from but I think Romeo and Juliet. Romeo says 'would that I were a glove upon that hand, that I could touch that heavenly cheek.' He's talking about Juliet (duh).Am I right?) It begins with a D, I know. Then a vowel, then an r sound - my name begins with a D, then a vowel, then an r sound, dare I even hope?- suddenly the car lurches, and Serena is pitched sideways, into my arms. The tire has gone flat. I both curse and bless the tires, for now I have a chance to hold my angel without her suspecting my feelings. ~Serena~ I am jerked out of a dream about being in Darien's arms, and awake to find myself... in Darien's arms?? No way!! I feel warm and safe, yet my heart is going a million beats per minute. Just like in the arcade. I never want to move from this spot. I never want to leave his arms. I just want to be with him - forever. I felt like I did when I was in Tuxedo Mask's arms. Even though a battle might be raging around us, I am safe with him. However, I know that I must wake. I heard him cursing a flat tire under his breath, and I know the reason I am in his arms. If I stay here, I may lose my self control. I get up slowly, not wanting to leave the warmth of his embrace. "What happened?" I say, dazed. "The car got a flat." "Oh...what are we going to do??" stay here, together, till someone comes and finds us, I hope. "I guess I'll walk to the gas station and get another tire." "No way!! There isn't one anywhere near here! You'll get even more soaked than you already are, if that's even possible." I look around. We have stopped outside of McDonalds (they have McDonalds in Japan!! They do!!). "Look, I have a quarter, why don't we go inside McDonalds and call Triple A or whatever." (AN: Okay, no Triple A in Japan. Sorry?) "Good idea Meatball Head." he smiles and I want to melt. "Oh! I'm sorry, I forgot. I'm not supposed to call you Meatball Head anymore." " Well, it's okay. It's just a cute nickname, you know?" I don't say that I love any nickname when it is uttered from his lips. (AN: corny, I know) As we enter McDonalds, my stomach rumbles. I'm starved. It's almost 8 and we should be eating dinner. Or actually finishing dinner. "Darien, I'm absolutely starved." He looks at me, concerned. "Yeah, me too. Um...before I call Triple A...you want some McDonalds?" "In these clothes???" I say, gesturing to his tuxedo and my dress. "Well, they're all ruined already, and we got the flat outside of McDonalds, not some fancy place. You do eat fast food, right?" "Darien, that's maybe the stupidest thing you've ever said. Have you ever known me not to eat any food? Heck, have you ever known me not to eat any non-toxic product?" "Good point, Meatball Head. So, what'll it be...the lobster or the big Mac??" I laugh. This is going to be the weirdest, yet most heavenly, dinner of my life. I can feel it. :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) Yeah!! They are together and in love!! Maybe not aware of it....yet...but they are together. Gosh, I love this!!! Sorry it's so short, but you're getting THREE chapters this week, so don't complain :) Heck, maybe I'll finsih the whole thing this week, it's only Tuesday. (Don't count on it.) See ya, Minna-chan. And, to reiterate - E-MAIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Love ya all, and God bless, -ChibiSerenity