Title: Darien's Fifteen Minutes of Fame
By: Angel Ally
Day 1
Rating: PG

Disclaimers:  Don't sue me for plagiarism, cuz
 this proves I don't own Sailor Moon, or the 
characters! 
		I made a boo boo in the prologue...
 it's the prologue, not day 1!!
Author's Notes: Okay, so here's the deal... YOU
 NEED TO SEND ME FEEDBACK! 'CAUSE UNTIL YOU DO I
 AM GOING TO KEEP ON WRITING TO TORTURE ALL OF YOU! 
Oh yea, I hope the prologue was funny, 'cause there
 will be a lot more of that throughout the entire 
story, but some will be funnier than others... 
hehehe o.ô (like my face? Huh?) So, I guess I need
 to say thanks...again! Ugh!  Thanks Minmae for all
 of your ideas and support!

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Darien's Fifteen Minutes of Fame
Day 1

	When Darien woke up the next morning he had a
 pounding migraine; he was sensitive to everything,
 including light. Grabbing onto his ebony locks he 
cursed at the people who disturbed his sleep.  But 
even though, it made him all the more determined to
 apologize.  Last night, as he lay awake he thought 
about what he had done, he knew he couldn't stop it,
 it was done by impulse and he would keep doing it 
until one of them moved away or if there was some kind
 of drastic change between them, which he noted was 
not likely.  He knew she hated his guts. 
	The sun was already high in the sky and the clock
 read 8:30 a.m. Even with the joyful songs of the birds
 Darien was grouchy, tired, and it felt like he had 
a severe hangover. 
	In the bathroom, Darien groped around for a towel
 when he came out of the shower.  His eyes stung from 
not closing his eyes when he washed his face, it woke 
him up.  The neighbors around his apartment heard him 
scream and slip and fall to the floor.  They shrugged 
it off though.  
	Darien grabbed his clothes and put them on quickly,
 he wanted to get to the mall as soon as possible to get 
a head start to look for some kind of peace offering for
 Serena.  He got into his red sports car and was amused 
at the sight of all the university girls swooning as he
 passed.  None of them have been able to keep his 
interest for more than five minutes, but he likes 
the attention at certain times.  This was one of them.
  The mall came into view no more than ten minutes 
after he left the building and quickly found a spot
 right in front of the door.  Maybe today will be 
lucky. Darien thought as he walked through the door.
	A while later Darien had been in over thirteen
 stores, including... clothes, perfume (which gave 
him a headache), flower shops, toy stores, and candy 
stores, but nothing caught his interest.  Nothing 
jumped out and said... BUY ME, BUY ME! I'M PERFECT 
FOR HER! SHE'LL LOVE ME! HONESTLY! So he wandered 
around aimlessly for no reason, not even paying 
attention.  Soon enough he ran into someone entering
 the male restroom. Darien fell to the floor and 
shook his head to clear it.  There was a big rumble
 from above which was supposed to be a laugh, Darien's
 head looked up to see a large man in a white shirt 
and black shorts.  "Uh, hi Mr. Tissy.  I didn't know
 you... were here." 
	"Why would you!?" His big hand stretched down to
 reach Darien's hand to pull him up.  "Just the person
 I was hoping to see. Darien Chiba, I need you to do me
 a favor.  Will you be the chaperone for the senior prom
 tomorrow evening?  Are you busy? We ran into some 
trouble, the original chaperone came down with encephalitis 
last month and is still battling with it, and everyone 
I've asked so far has either said no, said they're too
 busy, or ran away from me when I asked.  So will you 
please consider it?"  There was a huge smile on the 
man's face, and he even crouched, or tried to crouch,
 down on his knees to beg.  Darien looked at him like
 he was some moron.  
	"I don't think I can make it Mr. Tissy, I've 
been pre...wait, what high school is it?"  Darien 
looked on with hopeful eyes. He cracked his knuckled
 hopefully as he awaited his professor's answer.
	"It's Juuban high..."  He was cut off.
	"I'LL DO IT!  I'LL BE THE CHAPERONE TOMORROW 
EVENING! COUNT ME IN! WHEN SHOULD I GET THERE!?"  
Darien fell to his knees and grabbed onto the man's 
shirt in an almost threatening kind of way.  Mr. Tissy
 was shocked at his finest student's behavior.  
	"Darien Chiba, I have never seen this side 
of you before.  Where the hell has this kind of 
motivation come from?  Is it adrenaline?"  His eyes 
widened. "No one I have asked ever got on their knees 
and begged for the job! You don't even get paid! Wait
 a second, is it... a girl?"  A grin spread across 
his face.  Darien let his shirt go, regained his 
posture, cleared his throat and kept his cool.  
"Darien Chiba, and some girl?  Something I didn't 
expect, I wasn't sure at first, but now I'm positive.
  You are in... love," Mr. Tissy whispered the last 
word in Darien's ear.  His face began to flush a light
 shade of rosy pink.  "Well, well, well!  My goodness 
Darien, you didn't have to go ballistic on me!  It's
 not like you are dating the girl?"  He chuckled as 
he continued to make fun of his former student that 
was walking down the hallway, forgetting about going
 on a potty expedition.  "Hey Darien!  Where are you
 going!?  You're not embarrassed are you now!?  Okay
 Darien, if you're still interested, be in the auditorium
 of Juuban High School by eleven o'clock sharp tomorrow
 morning!"
	Darien walked down the long walkway towards the
 food court thinking about nothing except Serena, he 
had forgotten about his professor.  He couldn't get 
her out of his mind! 'Why did I act the way I did back
 there?' He walked through a huge arch leading into a
 gigantic room saturated in different fast food smells.
 'It's not like I'm in love with her or anything, I 
just want to apologize to ease my own conscious, isn't 
it?' Darien got into the line behind the counter of a 
Japanese eatery. 'Why do I want that job so badly?  I'm 
going to apologize right after she gets out of school.
  What should I bring as the peace offering? Flowers?' 
	"What's your pleasure, sir?" A woman behind the
 counter asked when it was his turn.  Darien was so 
deep in his own thoughts he was unaware of the woman.
 "Sir?  May I take your order?"
	"Serena..." Darien mumbled aloud.
	"Excuse me?"  The sound of a far off voice 
broke his revere.
	"Oh," He blushed.  "I'm sorry, I would like 
the chicken teriyaki with rice, noodles, and vegetables."
	"Egg roll, sir?" She asked.
	"Please,"  Darien brought out his wallet and 
handed her money.  Quickly he grabbed a tray and 
descended down with the rest of the customers to get
 his lunch.
	"Excuse me sir?"  Said the woman again.
	"Yes?"
	"You don't have enough.  You handed me a five.
  The total comes to ten twenty-three."
	"Oh, I'm terribly sorry miss.  Here,"  He 
handed her another five and a single, he was handed 
his change in return.  Darien made his way to a 
table and sat down with his purse to his other side.
 'A PURSE!?  Where the heck did that come from!?'
	"There he is officer, the man who took my 
purse and walked away with it.  I want it back!  
It has all of my credit cards and personal belongings
 in it."  An elderly lady shouted. 'Uh oh.' Darien 
was grabbed by the jacket, he soon faced a man with
 an enormous mustache. His nose twitched as the stiff
 bristles tickled his upper lip. Something was coming
 on, something that he knew shouldn't happen, it would
 get him into a whole  bunch of trouble, more than he
 was even in, but... when he thought about it, if by 
chance he did sneeze he could pretend he was sick and
 delusional.  That way there would be a good enough 
excuse for the officer to let him go.  And it seemed
 as if it would work too, because he got ready to 
sneeze a great big sneeze. He huffed, and he puffed, 
and he sucked in enough air and gathered enough spit 
so that when he would sneeze, it would be nice and 
juicy, like snot, to make it seem as if he were even
 more sick.
	"Uh... uh... UH...UH CHOO!" Darien played a 
weak smile and squinted his eyes while wiping off his
 nose as if it were a tissue. The officer looked at 
him in disgust.
	"What in hell's name is wrong with you, mon?" 
The officer put Darien back into his seat with force
 and looked at the lady who was still waiting for her
 purse.  "Hey mon, where did you get da purse?"  
Darien thought for a moment and said nothing.  "I'll
 ask ya agin, where did ya get da purse mon?"  The
 officer had a strong Swedish accent. 
	"I have no clue."  Darien slurred his speech just
 a bit to make it more realistic. For more affects he 
sneezed again.  "I have no clue officer, honest."
	The woman spoke up. "You know, officer, he was 
acting mighty strange in line as well, maybe he's just
 sick.  At first he wouldn't answer the lady's request
 when she asked him for his pleasure, then didn't pay
 her enough money at first as well.  I think the poor
 kid is just ill, let him be, sir, I won't press charges
 or anything, I just want my purse back."  The officer 
raised his eyebrow and finally said...
	"Are you sure my lass?"
	"Quite." She replied.
	"Alright lass, you... mon, if this ever happens
 agin you be down in the big house, you got it, mon?
 And for Christ's sake, go home and rest."  The 
officer walked away and droplets of sweat trickled 
down his forehead.  When the officer and lady were 
out of sight Darien started acting normal.  He ate
 his food very slowly even though it was beginning
 to get cold, he had to figure out where to get the
 flowers from, he wanted to give Serena the most 
beautiful bouquet of flowers she would ever see in 
her entire life.  Just as he began to wonder where 
he would get the bouquet he heard a voice over the 
intercom on the ceiling... 
	"Ladies and gents, yes this another corny 
advertisement, but you'll listen to me anyway, 
WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!"  It was a woman's 
voice, high and squeaky, extremely annoying.  The
 woman cleared her throat after yelling the last 
few words. "Attention all mall shoppers, looking 
for something special for your girl, like flowers?
  Or a new suit for you gentlemen?  How about a new
 lawn?  Or something personal for your own pleasures 
when your someone special is away?"  A few people 
laughed out loud.  "Well you are not going to get it
 here!  I can assure you that!  But you can get it 
at Pucking Corron's Shop (an: sounds like something
 else, huh?) on Route 93 in Dractia about an hour 
and a half away.  All your needs and more can be 
found there!  All sales non-refundable, if they 
malfunction it's not our problem."  The last sentence
 was fast and Darien barely made it out. Darien didn't
 pay any attention to the last part though, he was 
still caught up in what the lady had said, even though
 it hurt his ears he could replay what she said over,
 and over again.  DAYDREAM SEQUENCE!! PLEASE PRETEND
 IT'S WAVY AND JUNK!!  "Attention all mall shoppers,
 looking for something special for your girl, like 
flowers?" "Attention all mall shoppers, looking for
 something special for your girl, like flowers?"  
END OF DREAM SEQUENCE!! YOU CAN STOP PRETENDING NOW!!
  THANK YOU!! (^.^)  Darien thought, and thought, 
and thought, and thought, and thought, and thought,
 and thought, but it never quite came through to him
 until a half an hour later that he should go 
there... but FINALLY, Mr. dense, got the picture
 after replaying it over and over in his head, 
and he ran out of the food court, forgetting 
about his food, and out to the parking lot.  
In his car he almost ran someone over trying 
to race to the store.  
	Darien ran into some traffic on the way
 there, he glanced at his clock and saw that 
it was about 12:50 p.m. about three hours before
 Serena gets out of school.  With his cell phone
 he called in sick at work and wished that for 
once Serena would be in detention.  'It's a mean
 thing to say, but hey!  If I want to get these 
flowers to her I have to intercept her on the 
way to the arcade.  That's the only way.'  Darien
 raced against the clock all the way down to the
 shop, but shop wasn't the name for it, it was 
a huge skyscraper, at least seven stories high.
 In the front were arrows that led towards the 
main entrance which had a sign that said... "Valet
 Parking Only".  Darien looked strangely at the 
sign and at the people waiting for him to leave 
his car and give them the keys .  Darien eyed the
 man suspiciously.  He had an evil grin spread 
across his lips as he opened the car door. Darien
 slowly got out, pretending not to notice the way
 the man giggled like a school girl when he arrived
 at the red carpet.  'For some reason this feels 
strangely familiar.  Past life maybe?'  Darien 
thought as he walked down the carpet.  He chuckled
 deeply. Darien put his hands into the jacket pockets.
 The door was opened by a woman and the first step
 he took into the tall skyscraper was phenomenal. 
 It was air conditioned, their merchandise was 
awesome, there was so much of it, floors and floors
 of nothing but everything imaginable. There were 
glass elevators at every corner leading to different
 floors.  The main entrance was one huge hallway; 
you could see all the way to the top of the building.
  Every floor was visible from where Darien stood.  
His mouth was agape and a moment more and drool would
 have dribbled down his chin.  Luckily, a man, or so
 he thought was a man, came up to him and asked if 
he need assistance.
	"Oh, hello, sir.  What can I do you for? Oh, 
I know...you are looking for something for your man?"
  Darien's eyes became wide.
	"Um, no... for my girl... but I'm just looking 
thank you."  Darien almost ran away from the person.
  'Was that a woman?  It sounded like a woman, smelled 
like a woman, was short enough to be a woman, but if 
it is a woman boy does she need a serious make over
 and a mental test.' (an: I'm sorry, I'm not racist
 against those kind of people, so please don't get
 mad, I put it in there cuz I thought it would be
 funny.  Please don't hate me now... I'll cry!! 
::lips quivers::) Darien took a look back and 
saw the... person... waving at him. Then that 
person had an evil grin upon his/her face.  It 
was the weirdest thing.  He came to a podium that
 had all the different things on it for different
 levels in the building, he saw that the floral 
shop was all the way at the top because heat rises
 and it would be like a green house effect to keep
 the flowers alive, or so he thought. He looked at
 a map next to him and saw there was an elevator
 not far from where he stood, walking quickly he 
took glances at the kind of people in the store, 
he noticed that all the people who worked at Pucking
 Corron's Shop wore dark brown long overcoats.  It 
was unusual, and all of them didn't have shoes on 
either! It baffled Darien, it made him do a double
 take when he saw it.
	When he got to the elevator it was made of 
tinted glass, a fountain was in front of it for 
decoration and about ten people were waiting for 
the elevator to stop at the main floor. When the
 elevator finally came and stopped the few people
 got off and the people waiting got on, everyone 
pressed buttons for the first few floors, when 
Darien pressed the button for the top floor everyone
 gasped.  Darien's eyebrows raised at the people, 
in the back he heard people whispering about him, 
saying he was nuts to go all the way up there.  
Darien was starting to get a bit worried, he bit 
his lip in anticipation as one person followed by 
another got off at the first few levels, then it
 was just him.  He was all alone, in the corner 
of the elevator.  The elevator didn't stop for 
anyone else on the way up, and finally when he heard
 the ding of the doors opening he knew there was 
something wrong.  There was this uneasiness pang 
in his stomach, and he almost turned around but 
then he saw in a glass box... the perfect flowers 
for Serena.  They were illuminated by an iridescent
 purple color.  A salesman looked at Darien and 
spoke.
	"Looking for some flowers?"  Darien bit his
 lip so hard that he tasted his own salty blood. 
He noticed that there were only three people up 
here.  A woman, himself and one salesclerk.  
	Darien cleared his throat and in a nervous 
way lifted his hand up and pointed to the flowers
 in the case.  The man grinned devilishly.  "I 
want to bu... buy th... those flowers please."
	"Oh, these rare flowers? Oh, they are mighty
 expensive, I don't know if I can let you do that
 mister."  He talked in a surprised tone, but 
Darien knew he faked it.
	"Don't give me any bull please, I just want
 a peace offering and those are extremely pretty 
flowers, I know she would love them.  Money is no
 option."  Darien spat back at him.  
	"Alright, if you insist." The clerk, who once
 leaned on his elbows, magically had a key chain in 
his hand.  He unlocked the glass case, put the flowers
 in a baggy with water and fertilizer and handed 
them to Darien.  "That comes to seventy-thirty five."
  He held out his hand as Darien grumbled at the 
price and handed him money.
	Once at the main floor people stared at him
 wide eyed as he walked past, he was getting kind 
of annoyed and at the next person he saw stare he
 stared back wide eyed sticking his neck out at 
them to show them a thing or two about staring, 
it's not polite you know.  Darien's car was already
 waiting for him when he got to the front door, 
holding the flowers in his right arm, he pulled out 
a couple quarters for the valet boy.  
	He drove back quickly but in silence... he would
 make it just in time to see Serena out of detention
 hall, only if he hurried though.
	By the time he made it to Juuban High he had
 about fifteen minutes to spare.  Luckily, he saw 
Serena's friends waiting outside for her, meaning
 she was in detention.  He parked the car in the 
parking lot and heaved in a great sigh.  He wiped
 his forehead and turned to the flowers.
	They were gone.
	Darien gasped and swallowed a lump in his 
throat, he tore apart his car expecting to find... 
something!  In desperation he turned the car back 
on and stepped on the gas to the nearest store, 
which happened to be a convenient/small grocery 
store.  Not even bothering to turn off his car 
engine he jumped up out of the car and into the 
store.
	"Where are all the flowers!?" Darien yelled
 at the teenager behind the counter.
	"We sell personal items here!  Not flowers!"
  She yelled back.
	"Ungrateful brat."  Darien yelled back.  He
 ran up and down the aisles searching for something 
that can be used for a peace offering.  He passed 
down the woman's aisle and had an idea... he grabbed
 a box of five tampons and ran to the check out 
counter.  The teenager looked at him in disgust.  
"Hurry up!  No I'm not intersexed! I'm desperate!"
  She rang up the tampons and handed him the box, 
he threw money at her and ran out to the back of 
the store where wild flowers grew.  They were too 
small to give to her, if he tried she would probably
 say something like "You're cheap!"  He picked up 
and snapped off three flower heads and set them 
aside.  Opening the box he took out all the tampons
 and took out the cotton inside and placed the 
flower heads inside the applicators.  Re ran out 
to his car and threw the trash aside, he sped down
 the small road back to the school and saw Serena 
walking away with her friends. He breathed in heavily
 and slowed down next to her.  She looked worriedly
 at him and stopped.  She signaled for her friends
 to keep on moving, they shrugged their arms and 
kept walking.  Darien looked at her bashfully and
 started talking.
	"Serena, I know what I did yesterday really 
hurt your feelings, and it made it worse when I 
laughed after you slapped me in the face.  In 
actuality, when you slapped me I was in a lot of 
pain, I just didn't show it. I don't know why I 
act the way I do around you, it's like it's by 
instinct only it's not.  I want to say sorry, so
 I bought you these." Darien grabbed the "bouquet"
 and handed them to her. At first there was this
 twinkle in her eyes, but an embarrassed flush 
came into her cheeks when she saw the applicators. 
 She threw them back in his face and ran off crying.
	"You insensitive jerk!" And that was the 
last thing he saw of her.  He realized his mistake
 and kept banging his head on the steering wheel 
over and over.
	"Stupid, stupid...STUPID!!"  He cried out. 
 Lita, Mina, Amy, and Raye all came over and 
looked in shock.  Amy was about to ask what happened 
when she saw the bouquet, she giggled and pointed
 at it to Raye who laughed out loud.  	
	"I cannot believe you did that Darien!"  
Raye fell to the floor laughing.  Darien picked
 up his head, and looked at them.
	"Ouch, that kind of hurts."  He said. 
	"Ya think, Darien?  You only lose about three
 hundred brain cells every time you hit your head, 
Darien.  What happened?  Serena was really 
Depressed yesterday."" Amy said.   Darien explained
 the whole event in detail, and when he got to the
 part with Pucking Corron'' Shop Amy laughed.  
	"What's so funny!?"
	"Pucking Corron's Shop, Darien, is part of 
the black market.  It's specialty is magic and 
illusions."  Darien groaned and sat back in the 
driver's seat.  "Anyhow Darien, I heard you are 
going to be the senior's prom chaperone this year. 
Is it true?"
	"Yea, it's true, I wanted a chance to say 
sorry for what I had done to Serena.  I guess 
it'll be kind of hard."  Darien chuckled.
	"Okay, well Darien, if you want we can 
tell Serena your story and hopefully it'll be 
easier to say sorry in person tomorrow, okay?"
	"Thanks Lita, c'ya guys."  The girls left 
giggling at Darien.  'It's kind of breezy.  What
 the...'  "AHHHHHHHH!! WHERE DID MY PANTS GO!?"

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