Greetings!  Here's a short--and--sweet fanfic I scribbled between school 
and the bus ride home.  I've got so many big ones on the go I feel 
overwhelmed!!  This short one was a nice break....enjoy!?  E-mail me if 
you like it I'd love to hear comments and suggestions!  :)
Actually, now that I've finished this fic, I don't know how appropriate 
the above comment is since this fic stretched to seven pages in Microsoft 
Word! Oh well!:)

I'm dedicating this fic to my sweet boyfriend who rolls his eyes 
everytime I mention Sailormoon but listens patiently to my endless 
babbling of story ideas and the like!  Love!
:) 

Well, this is definitely rated G....I think once Darien thinks Serena looks 
sexy....but that's it.Standard disclaimers apply.
This is set when Serena and Darien are still collecting the Rainbow 
crystals.  Enjoy!  E-mail me!!  natia_99@yahoo.com  pretty please?


Darien stopped short with a gasp.  No matter how many times this 
happened, that first rush of sensation always took his breath away.  His 
head began to pound--so did his heart.  
Sailormoon was in danger.  He knew that's what it meant.  It had taken a 
while to figure it out--and God knows it was still very vague and mysterious! 
He was Tuxedo Mask.
He was already running towards her, knowing instinctively where she 
was.  Any moment now he'd finish transforming and take off in much 
longer, much higher leaps after her.  But as Darien ran he looked down to 
realize--he wasn't transforming!  For the first time since he was a child, 
Darien panicked.  A thousand thoughts flooding his mind at once.
Have I lost my powers?  Is Sailormoon really in danger?
At that thought he froze--he could still feel it--danger....must 
protect....hurry!  All the base emotions that guided him to each battle.  
He kept running.  Tuxedo Mask or not he had to save her.
He ran until his legs ached and his lungs burned.  Finally he reached the place.
Wha--?  His mind fumbled helplessly.  He was standing on a fairly 
deserted street beside a building with large windows.  No scouts, no 
Sailormoon, no Negaverse monsters.....Am I losing my mind?
He shook his head and tried to focus.  The sign on the building read:  
NEW SWEET SHOPPE GRAND OPENING!  COME IN AND SAMPLE THE TREATS!
The sounds of laughter and giggling filtered into his previously deaf with 
panic brain and a vague, wild thought occurred to him that this was 
something Serena'd be first in line for--
A scream tensed his already frightened body and he looked up just in 
time to catch someone as they fell from the second story window.  
He fell over catching her but she was small and light.  They looked into 
each other's eyes...."Serena!?"
"Darien?!"  Serena exclaimed in shock, then she wrapped her arms 
fiercely around him and sobbed, the fright of the fall sinking in.
He pulled them both to their feet and looked up to the window where 
people were looking out at them.  Judging by the distance she would 
have been seriously hurt or even......he pushed that thought away along 
with the horrible sensation that accompanied it.
"You saved me!"  bawled Serena and as he tried to gather his scattered 
wits he had to smile.
He felt the urge to be gentle and tender with her but he had never been 
gentle or tender with anyone!
He ran an awkward hand through her hair and wrapped his other arm 
about her back, patting it gently.He forced his voice calm,
"You're safe now."  he soothed then smiled, "I don't know Meatball head, 
what would you do without me to crash into and fall on?"
He was trying to make light so she'd stop crying but felt stupid saying it.  
She pulled back suddenly and looked at him, her eyes wide and teary.  
They stared wide eyed at one another for a long moment.  Something 
flared between them--half familiar, half--??
He raised a finger and brushed her tears away--this time there was 
nothing awkward in the gesture, it came from another place in him.  Like 
I've done this before, so many times?  Serena, how do I know you this way?
She gazed up at him with soulful blue eyes, her lips trembling.  Then the 
moment passed and she was herself again.  She flung herself back into his arms.
"You saved my life!"  she exclaimed still crying.  She hugged him tight 
with gratitude and kissed his cheek.
Then people were flooding out of the building, all talking at once, asking 
if she was alright, patting him on the back.  The police even came and 
took a formal statement.
"I was here for the sweets," explained Serena, "It was really crowded and 
the windows were open--without any screens in them or anything.  It got 
so packed and I kept getting pushed towards the window, I tried to grab 
something but suddenly I was just pushed out--there were so many people!"
Darien walked her home and she clung to his arm in silent--though 
tearful gratitude.  She dragged him in to meet her parents and sobbed the 
whole story to them.  They thanked Darien and Serena's mother hugged him.
Darien was overwhelmed and still very puzzled.  When he finally left he 
took a long time walking home.  He kept trying to think it out.
Why did I feel like Sailormoon was in danger when she wasn't?  It was 
Serena.  Did I feel that because Serena was in danger?  But why?  Why 
would I feel like Sailormoon was in danger when it was Serena?  
Unless....is there a connection....could Serena be....Sailormoon?  Is that 
why I didn't transform?  Because she wasn't transformed either?
He swallowed hard because that made sense.
But Serena can't be Sailormoon!  Can she?  She's so young!  But so is 
Sailormoon...and that hairstyle....they do look alike....but.....???!!!
Another thought occurred to him.  He and Serena ran into one another on 
a continuous basis, as though destiny just kept bringing them together.  
The more he thought about it the more it made sense, especially when it 
occurred to him that she hung out with four girls who all bore an uncanny 
resemblance to the Scouts.
How could I have NOT noticed that before!?  I guess I was so wrapped 
up in the mystery of my own identity that it never occurred to me to try 
and figure out there's!
For Darien, if this were true, it settled a little, the question of whether he 
was fighting with the scouts or not.  He knew instinctively he must 
protect and guide Sailormoon, but wasn't his first loyalty to the Princess 
and the crystal?  But if fate conspired to bring him and the scouts 
together on a day to day basis, well that had to mean something!
He slept fitfully and the next morning decided he must confront Serena.
He waited impatiently at the arcade.  Where was she?
Finally she and the four girls came in chattering happily.  Again he was 
struck by the stupidity of not having noticed before.  It was so obvious!  
He sighed.Now, to get Serena on her own.  It wasn't difficult.  As soon as she 
spotted him approaching the table she broke into a wide grin, "DARIEN!"
He smiled.  Having her grinning at him and glad to see him was a nice 
change of pace--very nice."Hey Meatball head!"
"If you hadn't saved my life I would have to kill you for calling me that!"  
she laughed.He laughed too."Actually, can I talk to you  Serena?"
She eyed him seriously, "Sure, sure.""Wanna walk through the park for a minute?"
"Okay, I'll see you guys in a little while?"  she said to the four girls, still 
in shock over the two enemies not fighting--even though it made sense 
considering the circumstances.They nodded and watched the two leave.
"I wonder...."  said Leeta,"Yeah me too."  agreed Rei."What?"  asked Mina,
"I think those two might just end up together."  smiled Leeta.
Darien and Serena walked silently through the park until they reached a 
secluded place.  Then Darien stopped her suddenly, resting his hands on 
her shoulders.
Serena looked up at his handsome face, twisted into a curious frown.
He looked at her big blue eyes, those two blond buns and finally noticed 
the brooch she wore with a gold moon on it....."Serena..."  he said softy,
"Yes?"  she asked, nervous and fluttery.
"Are you.....are you Sailormoon?" his voice was barely audible.
"Wha----t?"  she managed in shock.
He looked at her face and knew he'd surprised the truth from her.
"You are aren't you?"  he said with awe.Her eyes filled with fear,
"I--I....Darien....how did you.....I mean..."
"Serena, yesterday when you fell out the window and I caught you...I--I 
knew you were going to fall.  I can't tell you how I knew but I just did....I 
got this sense that you were in danger.....actually...I always get a sense 
when you're in danger....and I can always tell where you are....that's why 
I always show up...just in the nick of time..."
He finished and pulled a rose out of thin air handing it to her with a 
nervous smile.Her eyes--if possible--got wider.
"Wha--?  You're....you're Tuxedo Mask?!"
"Yesterday I knew you were in danger....at least I thought Sailormoon 
was in danger...I started running but I never transformed, and then I 
reached the building and you fell out the window...."
She listened carefully, "So you can tell when I'm in danger?"
"I guess so.  I thought it was just Sailormoon, but I think it's specifically 
you.  I don't know why."They stared at one another dumbly for a moment.
"We are always running into each other." she said quietly.
"Yeah, I know.  Hey Serena?"She looked at him.
"Ami, Rei, Lita, Mina...they're the scouts aren't they?"Serena nodded.
They talked for a long time, there were so many things to share and 
explain and reveal.  
Serena couldn't believe how little Darien knew about his identity!  He 
told her about the accident that killed his parents and his amnesia, about 
figuring out he was Tuxedo Mask and about the Princess in his dreams 
begging him to bring her the Silver Imperial Crystal,
"I don't know why, but I feel like I know this girl.  I think she can tell me 
who I really am.  That's why I always left so soon after each battle, I 
mean I knew I was supposed to help you and give you advice, but we 
were also after the same crystal, I thought maybe we were enemies....but 
figuring all this out convinces me that we're not."
"A Princess..." Serena mused, "We're also searching for a Princess, she's 
our leader and we're sworn to protect her."
"But I thought you were the leader of the scouts Serena?"
"I am until we find the Princess."
"Well, we must be on the same side if we're both searching for the Princess..."
"I'm glad."  she smiled and then blushed.
He cleared his throat, "*sweatdrop* I owe you an apology Serena.""Why?"
"Well, first for not trusting you as Sailormoon--"
"Oh Darien I understand!  If I knew as little about myself as you do I'd be 
suspicious too!"
"Well, I'm sorry just the same."  he said sincerely, "And second....for 
always teasing you..."  he trailed off and blushed  despite himself.
She smiled, "That's okay Darien, I know you only meant it in fun."
"Thanks Serena, I promise I won't call you Meatball head anymore."
She laughed, "But everyone will probably pass out from shock if we start 
getting along!  I think it might be too traumatic for them!"
He laughed too--and Darien rarely laughed, he enjoyed the sensation 
thoroughly, she was right."That's true, but it'll be fun to watch their faces."
And it was.  
But the girls quickly accepted Darien and his Tuxedo Mask identity into 
their close knit little group.  Suddenly Darien found himself attending 
Scout meetings which turned into shopping trips, and swimming trips 
and deep conversations about dreams and futures...
Serena was quick to notice that Darien felt out of place.  She was always 
the one to grab his arm laughing and drag him into the fun.  Darien had 
never had a group of close friends or family before and so all his love and 
all his devotion were fiercely theirs-particularly Serena's.  She became 
a great friend.  
He confided in her all the insecurities and loneliness of his life and the 
trust and confidence he inspired in her made her feel strong, and mature 
and even a little bit wise.  He tutored her determinedly until her marks 
actually improved.  She proudly displayed every high mark on a test or 
assignment to him; telling him she couldn't have done it if he hadn't 
helped her and believed in her.  
It was a fair and beautiful exchange,  Darien lent Serena some of his 
seriousness and study habits and Serena, in return, lent him some of her 
enthusiasm and sense of fun.  Though each pretended to be reluctant 
when the other dragged them off to the mall or the library, they secretly 
enjoyed it.
They both took the teasing from their friends about what a cute couple 
they made good naturedly...but brushed it aside, neither would EVER 
admit they were falling for each other.  It just wasn't possible....was it?
Darien walked into his apartment, dropped his keys on the table, kicked 
off his shoes and headed for the kitchen.  He grabbed the fridge door and 
stopped a moment.  A photocopy of Serena's first good test mark was 
stuck to the door with a magnet.  He smiled, remembering the way she'd 
come running up to him grinning ear to ear.
"Darien!  DARIEN!  LOOK I GOT AN A!  AN A!  HURRAY!"
Darien found himself smiling a lot, in the solitude of his apartment, 
remembering something Serena or one of the scouts said that day.  
The phone rang."Hello?""Darien, get ready!  I'm coming over to take you out!"
"Serena, it's late...where are we going?  Are you sure this is a good idea?"
"I'm on my way over!"  she chimed ignoring his protests.*click*
He smiled...she was determined.
She showed up at the door dressed up nice and Darien was the same, his 
dark hair tousled over his eyes,  with a nice shirt and pants on.
"What is this all about Serena?"She just grinned dragging him out the door.
"C'mon, I'm taking you out for a night on the town!"
They walked downtown and headed towards a dance club.
"Serena!  Are you crazy?  You we can't go in there, you are WAY too young!"
She laughed pulling a pen out of her purse,
"Now what's the good of a disguise pen if you never get any use out of it?"  
She threw it up in the air, "DISGUISE PEN!  Make me look like a hip 
downtown chick!"He laughed and she impulsively grabbed his hands.
"On second thought!  Darien too!"She pulled him closer to her.
Maybe it'll work on him too.
They were basked in warm white light, only their eyes clearly 
distinguishable.  Serena gazed playfully into Darien's half excited half 
fearful ones.
The white light dissipated and they were left standing.  Darien looked 
down at his clothes, he was dressed in the ultimate dance clothes compete 
with a VIP pass around his neck.
"Hey, cool threads."  he grinned and then looked up at Serena.
His breath caught, she looked beautiful.  "Wow..."  he managed.
She smiled back at him,  "Not so bad yourself!"
She grabbed his hand, "C'mon, we're always doing stuff I wanna do, we 
never go anywhere for...for people your age!"
He laughed.  People his age?  Had he ever been to a dance club?
The flashy couple breezed in the door, getting stares from the line up.  
They looked famous!  Who were these stars?  
The girl was slender and blond, with sparkly dance pants, tank top and 
make up, her hair fastened in two very cool looking breaded buns on her 
head (the normally streaming pigtails were wrapped up in the buns so she 
could dance), the young man was tall and handsome with black hair 
spiked up a little in front and similar clothes.
Serena pulled Darien through the club and onto the dance floor.  Loud, 
techno music blasting at them from all directions, Serena danced.  Darien 
gaped in surprise-she could dance!  Her eyes closed, she was a beautiful 
and even...sexy sight?  Her eyes opened and she realized he wasn't dancing.
She rolled her eyes and grabbed his shoulders, leaning in close to his ear 
she threatened,
"Dance!  You're going to have fun tonight or I'm going dust you like a 
bad Youma!"He laughed and gradually, ever so gradually relaxed.  
They danced and joked and laughed late into the night.  The serious, no 
nonsense Darien somehow disappeared over the course of the night to 
reveal a hearty, hilarious one.  And he didn't dance half bad either!
(AN:  I LOVE this scene!  The disguise pen, the picture of those two 
dancing downtown!  I know Serena's supposed to be klutzy but she did 
use the pen! If anyone has the new Pet Shop Boys CD "Nightlife"  I was 
listening to the first song "For your own good?"  when I dreamed up this 
scene, awesome song!)
When the club finally closed at 2 am, they filed out with the 
crowd and headed for the park.  As they walked under the moonlight, the 
pen's effects wore off and they were just plain old Darien and Serena 
once more-not that Darien would ever forget what Serena looked like that night.
"Serena?  How did you convince your parents to let you stay out this late?"
She flushed guiltily, "I told them I was sleeping over at Ami's, she said 
she'd cover for me.  Her Mom's out of town so she said I could come to 
her place late without disturbing her."
He smiled, "What a schemer.  All this to drag me out dancing for a night?"
She grinned, "I think  you had a good time."  she said dryly.
"I had a---I had the best time of  my life!"  he confessed.
He grabbed her hand and spun her dance-style out and back into his arms, 
"Thank you."She smiled up at him affectionately, "Your welcome!"
Her hands resting on his shoulders, his arms wrapped lightly around her , 
a strange feeling of deja vu fell over them.  Her eyes became clouded and 
dreamy and he felt his heart beat strangely.  He tried to shake off the 
feeling but he couldn't.  Finally he started talking to break the tension.
"That's a pretty cool pen...did Luna give it to you?"
She nodded, the dreamy look fading from her eyes softly.
"Have you ever used it before?"
"Oh yeah, remember the masquerade?  You danced with me and then 
Princess D was possessed and nearly jumped off the balcony?  I fell over 
and you caught me and then we both fell and I used the pen as a parasol 
so we...."  she stopped.He was frowning, "I don't remember any of that."
"You were Tuxedo Mask....remember?  I had on a white dress...I used the 
disguise pen to get in so I could see if the D-land treasure was the 
Imperium Silver Crystal."He looked blankly at her, "I was there?  Are you sure?"
"Ofcourse I'm sure!"  she was thoughtful a moment, "Darien, didn't you 
tell me you realized you were Tuxedo Mask after a battle?""Yeah."
"Maybe you were Tuxedo Mask for a while before you realized, maybe 
you can't remember."
He thought a moment, "That makes sense actually...I wonder why I can't 
remember though...I mean afterall, that was me."
She sighed and moved a little closer to him, "I wish there was something 
I could do...."
He looked at her face so close....all the feelings she had brought into his 
life with her own stirred in his heart.  A wave of tenderness washed over 
him for her and there was something else, something almost familiar 
about having her so close.  He leaned down and kissed her before he 
thought of it and the sensation surprised him, something in the back of 
his mind clicked.....the sensation of kissing her....the masquerade...and 
then memory flooded back!  Ofcourse!  The masquerade!  He had gone 
to see if the treasure was the silver crystal too and found a girl that 
looked just like his Princess-and that had been Serena, and 
Sailormoon!....Then another feeling flooded back with the memory that 
startled him.....a feeling for Sailormoon.  He had laid her down on that 
balcony and kissed her......there had been a feeling in his heart....when he 
was first Tuxedo Mask.....to protect her and guide her but also....an 
affection?  She had been a Princess that night.....A strange connection 
began to form in Darien's mind between Sailormoon and the Princess in 
his dreams.....one his memory had kept him from making before.  
The Scouts were searching for a Princess, their leader.  Serena was leader 
until she was found....but what if Serena was the...the Princess?  His 
heart whispered this was the truth....but his mind told him they would 
have to find this out on their own....especially Serena.  Maybe they just 
didn't remember yet....that they were in love in another life?  As a 
Princess and a....Prince?
Slowly he became aware that he was still kissing Serena who had long 
since melted into his arms and lost all sense of anything else.  And he 
realized that memories and alter identities were all very fine...but they 
didn't matter because here and now he loved her anyway.  
He pulled away gently and her eyes opened slowly.  They were dreamy 
but she was frowning slightly.
"Deja vu?"  he asked smiling-knowing exactly how she felt.
"Yeah."  she replied, surprised that he had guessed.
He leaned in close to her ear, "Serena. I've a strange feeling we were in 
love in another life."  he whispered.She shivered.
"But, that can only add to what I already feel for you right now."  he said 
with an endearing nervous stammer.
He was blushing badly.  Maybe Tuxedo Mask was the picture of 
confidence...but right now he was NOT Tuxedo Mask.
She smiled sweetly and slid her hands up his neck to play with his hair, 
although they were shaking a little,"And what's that?"  she said softly.
They looked into each other's eyes.
"Love."  he said in a voice so quiet she barely heard-but she heard.
She took a deep breath, "Oh wow...I didn't think you did...I 
mean...you're older and smarter and...well...I'm just klutzy...and ...in 
junior high...and..."
"You are the most beautiful person in my life Serena." he said sincerely, 
"And you know it."
His eyes grew a little fearful, "Please tell me you love me too?"
She threw her arms tighter about him instantly, "Oh Darien!  Ofcourse I 
love you!  I'm sorry I didn't answer you!  I do love you I do!"
He laughed.  I love you, delivered in perfect Serena style.  Then he 
looked down seriously at her, the memories pulling at their hearts making 
them both say things with double meanings,
"I feel extremely lucky Serena, that I found you."  And the sense of 
having found her again, at last, was overwhelming to him.  
"I almost feel....reunited"  she murmured, then she smiled, "Say it again..."
"What?" She leaned very close to his lips, the comradery and affection between 
them returning to her eyes, 
"Tell me again that you love me and I'll give you a kiss." she grinned teasing.
"I love you."  I've said it before....a thousand times....his mind vaguely 
echoed as she reached up and kissed him softly and then all the thoughts 
dimmed and wrapped warmly round his heart where he felt that at last 
he'd come home.  


That's it!  Write me 
pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase?!  Should I keep 
posting my fics?  Do you want to read them?  I have like four or five 
more in the works...although they are so long I think I'll have to break 
them into parts!  Advice, comments, *gulp* criticisms?  WRITE ME!!
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