Name: Sakura Girl

E-mail: alicefan@misystems.cnchost.com

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: The characters in that wonderful anime/manga title, Sailor

 Moon, do NOT belong to me whatsoever (sadly… ~sigh~)! The amazingly

 clever Naoko Takeuchi may take all credit, so please, don't file

 any unneeded (totally unneeded!) lawsuits against me for simply

 "borrowing" these Sailor Moon people for my story!


Fallen Angel: Part Four

By Sakura Girl


"Damn!" he cursed angrily. The young blonde whom had just been at his

 side a few short moments ago had pretty much disappeared into utter

 oblivion. The chances of finding her now was pretty slim, but still…

Darien was incredibly determined to find the angel-like creature, even

 if it took him the rest of the day. He would find her.

Serena curiously sauntered down the streets of Tokyo, acting very

 much like a little kitten lost in a mountain of yarn balls.

 Unfortunately, for her, a good group of people also noticed her

 apparent confused state of mind. But then again, it wasn’t very 

easy to NOT notice the bare-footed little beauty walking down Tokyo

 dressed the way she was. In fact, perhaps only the blind would be

 protected from the ethereal fairy princess in white… As she continued

 her little adventure down the busy streets of honking cars and

 bustling people, she failed to notice the menacing figure that had

 been following her for the past ten minutes.

Darien continued his search somewhat dejectedly. He knew the 

feat he was attempting was just as probable as meeting a fallen angel

 from heaven up above. He couldn’t quite comprehend why exactly he

 was so intent upon finding Serena, for some strange reason, he felt

 that he was in charge of her well being. He wanted to protect her

 innocence from the big, bad world, he wanted to shelter her from the

 harm others would induce upon her…he wanted to… ‘Gods, what was wrong

 with him? He was acting like some infatuated schoolboy! He was

 displaying emotions for a man in love… Something which he DEFINITELY

 was NOT… Or was he?’ Ever since that blue-eyed angel entered his

 life (which was for no more than an hour or so…much to his dismay…),

 things got…complicated. He couldn’t explain it if his life depended

 upon it. As a man of science, he refused to believe in love at first

 sight, but…then what WAS this light-hearted emotion he felt

 everything his thoughts turned to his Serena. ‘Whoa, Darien! Back up

 for a sec, since WHEN exactly did you start considering Serena…mine?’

 he shook his head in weak attempt to banish any remaining thoughts of

 his blonde headed friend from his already confused mind. Well, he

 supposed the sooner he found that blasted girl, the sooner his

 troubles would be resolved… Now…the only simple question in mind was

 WHERE the hell was she?

She glanced back and saw a mop of dirty wheat-colored headed and a pair

 of vicious looking gray eyes. She had accidentally wandered herself into

 a rather barren area of the city. She couldn’t help but feel slightly

 nervous at the foreign, yet disturbing, glint within the stranger’s

 eyes… ‘Darien’s eyes are much nicer… So blue, and so good…’ she

 immediately brushed that embarrassing musing of hers. Serena swiftly

 turned to face the tall man who had been pursuing her. As she opened

 her mouth to say something, a rough hand suddenly clamped down upon her.

 Another clutched her dainty waist into his ironclad arm and dragged her

 writhing and kicking self off to a dark, desolate alley not many

 dared to venture.

Darien was at wits end by the time he reached the seemingly empty area

 of Tokyo. He let out a sigh of defeat before finally realizing the

 fact that he would not be seeing that pretty young woman for a

 rather lengthy period of time. He quickly trudged back to the well-known

 area of the Japanese capitol, giving up entirely on the idea of

 meeting Serena ever again.

‘Stop! That hurts… Why are you doing this? I never did anything… 

Stop! Please stop!’ she sobbed inwardly. Though her silent cries 

were quickly banished by a hard hit on the head from the fist of her 

attacker. Serena blacked out right before the blonde male ripped off 

some of the fine fabric from her silk garb. "Stop right there! What exactly 

do you think you’re doing?" a strange figure appeared out of nowhere, a 

cold glint gleamed in the threatening green eyes. When the dirty blonde

 realized that his criminal offense had been foiled, he quickly ran 

away fearing involvement of the law. The brown-headed figure took a 

step forward, contemplating whether or not to chase after the sick 

pervert. But once the stormy sea of green laid itself upon the 

unconscious form of the poor, beaten girl, the brunette decided otherwise.

When Darien had finally returned to the hospital, he discovered that for

 the first time in his life, he was actually late for work. ‘Shit.’

 He regretted wasting all that pointless time searching for that 

damned girl all afternoon, it was totally unlike him to put 

recreation before work! The minute he had set foot into the giant 

sick house, secretaries, nurses, doctors, and other people of various 

sorts began to bombard him with their problems. He wasn’t at all 

overwhelmed, contrary to what one may think. He smoothly took the issues 

on one by one, not even pausing for a breath. But what else was one to 

expect from the highly efficient and very reliable, 

get-the-job-done-and-get-out-of-my-face Darien Chiba? After all, 

this was all routine, this stressful environment revolved around Mr. Chiba

 every single day of his life…he most certainly was very well adjusted

 to it. He had to be. He put on his reading glasses as he attempted to

 explain the new policy for open-heart surgery procedures. But for some

 reason, he found it very difficult to concentrate upon what he was

 saying. For his mind wasn’t focusing upon what one was to do if the

 patient ever lapsed in respiring during operation, but instead, 

his mind was helplessly lingering upon Serena. Oh, how her beautiful 

blue orbs of eternal bliss had glistened at him… How her creamy 

complexion would always tint of the slightest rosy-hue every time

 he had complimented her on any varied subjects. And…how she… ‘Oh

 gods… I’m turning into some lovesick fool! I refuse to allow any type

 of pretty face to have such an impeccable hold over me…’ with that

 newly found determination, he managed to resume the presentation without…

too much difficulty.

The badly beaten blonde was currently lying upon a small hospital bed,

 though she had felt that it was quite unnecessary. However, the doctors

 at Juuban District had insisted upon her stay, for fear the she

 may have a concussion or something of the sort. She was really quite

 shaken from the whole ordeal (who wouldn’t be?) with her would-be

 rapist if her "savior" hadn’t come in the nick of time.

"Are you alright?" the brunette asked gently.

"I…I think so… But…you! Are you alright?" Serena stammered softly.

"Aw, don’t worry about me! I didn’t even get to throw a punch…" for

 some strange reason, the green eyes seemed to have an air of

 disappointment in them, "So…what’s your name, blondie?"

Serena was a bit taken by her new nickname, but answered just the

 same, "…I’m…Serena… M-may I ask what I ought to address you by?"

The brunette grinned, "Gee, you’re awful proper aren’t ya? My name’s…

Lita (are you shocked to the core? Were you totally NOT expecting THAT?

 Did you think Serena’s savior would be a hunky man instead of dear,

 old Lita? Yes? No? No? No. Oh. Well, can’t say I didn’t try! ~grins~).

 I’ll be back, I’ve got some…business to attend to… Nice meeting ya,

 Serena!" With that, Serena’s new friend disappeared behind the large

 metal door, and she was left all alone once more. ‘I wish Mr. Darien

 were here…’