Author's notes: Hey, all! Gotta say, sorry about the spelling error on Herme on the last chapter. I was just doing this from the top of my head, and I really didn't just look up the gods and goddesses , honest! *grins* Just so you all know, I'm sorry, Mako-chan made a boo boo. BTW, PLEASE check out my new site! It's sort of a humorus fan fic type of site! PUH LEASE visit it! *gets off her hands and knees "begging" position, and brushes the dirt off her knees* Okay, enough begging. The URL is http://www.fortunecity.com/meltingpot/liberty/744/index.html that's all! Now on to the thanks. Thanks, Alicia (bob ^_^) Blade for helping me with this! She's the best! Thanks Sailor Starlite for getting so interested in this story and encouraging me to write! Thanks everyone who wrote me! Thanks, Naoko, if it weren't for you NO ONE would be writing SM fics! As usual disclaimers apply! ------------------------------------------------------------------- Title: Magic Tricks Part: Two By: Mako-chan E-mail: Breeze13@hotmail.com Rated: PG-PG13 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I dragged Serena out of the classroom and into the arcade, AGAIN. "ANDREW!" I screamed as soon as we got in there. I felt my wrist jolt as Serena yelped and jumped in surprise. "Oh, uh, Darien," said Andrew, not too happy to see me. "So, uh, how was mythology?" I sighed, "well, she," I jerked my thumb towards Serena, "apparently knows a lot about mythology." I glanced at the blonde who was trying to fit a dollar into a pop machine with out success. "Surprising, huh?" She turned away from her focus on the machine long enough to glare at me and say "Just because I know about mythology because I used to hear the stories when I was little, doesn't mean that YOU." She gritted her teeth the same way she does whenever I call her Meatball Head, "need to be so jealous that you take it out on me." She turned pleadingly to Andrew and stuck out her lower lip in a tight pout. I rolled my eyes, oh brother, here we go again. "Come on, Darien," complained Andrew to me, "why do you always give Serena grief?" I smacked myself in the forehead with our linked wrists, forcing Serena to fly against me, giving me a mouth full of the Meatball Head. Literally. She instantly got out her compact mirror and began checking it as I pulled the clump of hair out of my mouth. "DARIEN!" She screeched, "LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO THIS BUN! IT'S RUINED!" she then began to wail, like she so often does and I had this odd urge to take her in my arms and kiss her tears away. I ignored it and turned to Andrew, "I don't really give her that much trouble, it's just that she has this odd way of pushing my buttons. She makes me feel... I don't KNOW how she makes me feel." "Well don't I feel special," whined Serena. "I get the version of Darien that no one else does. The jerk." Andrew started laughing and I gave him the all-powerful "don't mess with me today, man" look that had actually frightened Zoicite before. He stopped laughing, "Look," he sighed, "I know, and I'm SOOO sorry to both of you. I screwed up, big time and I hooked together the two opposites of the world. You two hate each other's guts, and this probably won't help." He looked at Serena, then at me, "you should probably just try and TOLERATE one another until I can, er, the store owner gets back. Or until I can figure out the trick to the cuffs." Serena sighed, "Well, what do I do when I have school on Monday?!" Andrew grinned, "Well, HOPEFULLY you'll be separated by then." I moaned, "and I have a class tomorrow, too!" I cried out to my best friend, frustrated, "and although I'm pretty sure that Serena isn't good in Algebra, I don't want to face that chance of being humiliated in class again!" Andrews eyebrows raised, "again?" he asked. I just nodded and rolled my eyes. "how did Serena do that? Did she act like an idiot?" "NOPE!" exclaimed Serena proudly, "I made HIM act like an idiot!" I sighed and slapped myself on the forehead. Serena was NOT helping my inflated ego. "Listen, Andrew," I said coolly, "I just don't want to deal with a fourteen year old baby whining in my ears and slurping down MY sodas in the middle of class." I turned to Serena who was chowing down on an eclair and laughed, "slow down, MEATBALL HEAD!" I emphasized the last words to make her mad. It worked, as usual. Her cheeks got all flushed and red, and she nearly spit when she muttered, "better to eat like I do than to be a stiff like YOU." I pretended to be hurt, "Andrew, I'm not THAT bad, am I?" I couldn't believe when Andrew said, "Uh, I gotta go, um, Darien. Uh... tables to wait!" and he took off. That only meant one thing: he thought I was serious! Was I REALLY that bad? I mean, it was at the point where Andrew didn't even know if I was joking or not! Serena stuck her tongue out at me, "So THERE!" I sighed and said, "come on, Meatball Head, I have to go water my roses." ------------------------------------------------------- I tend to roses on the roof of the apartment complex. It was the least that the land lord could do, after all, I DID pay him an extra fifty bucks per time. Along with tons of other people. I share the roof with about ten other gardeners, though I'd like to perhaps put some along my balcony. But some day, I'll own a house with a cute picket fence and have the perfect family and a little rose garden of my own to just tend to. That's my dream. Some people say that I'm nuts, that I just want to find that perfect girl and settle down... okay, so ANDREW says that I'm nuts. I don't really get all touchy feelly when I'm around... well ANYONE! Andrew actually had to convince me to tell him what I wanted to do after I passed med school. He had to BEG me almost. And he's my best friend. So, as you can probably tell, I'm not the most open guy in the world. But, any ways, the reason Andrew thinks that I'm insane is because I'm getting good grades in every class... (well, except Mythology, but that's sort of an exception) and I still just want to be average. Andrew thinks I have great potential. That makes one of us. I, of course, just want to settle down and have a family. A REAL family. Not just a family of yourself and two friends, I want a family that is a mother, a father (being ME, when the time comes... IF I ever find that girl), and a child. Just one, because I don't want him or her to feel neglected... it would break my heart. And I know that I'd end up spoiling the kid rotten. Maybe to make up for what I never had... When Serena saw my corner of the roof, filled with roses of every shade that god created, she gasped, "You... you like ROSES?!" I looked at her funny. "Yeah, I do... what's so extraordinary about the fact that I tend to roses?" Serena giggled nervously, "Nothing... just... well, I can't picture YOU, Mr. 'I can't smile even if someone tells a cute joke', Mr. 'Make fun of anyone I see, just to make ME feel better about myself' having ROSES!" I shook my head, "whatever, Serena. Listen, while you're here, you may as well help me. Here," I handed her some large clippers, "prune them, but only a little! Just so that they still look nice, and then when our little problem's sorted out, I'll fix whatever damage you've done." I bit my tongue, and I KNEW, I had just said something stupid. I can't help it! I just say stupid things when I'm around her... I can't think right when she's near me. "Don't worry, DARIEN," she said, profaning my name, "I can do it!" She whirled around, stretching our wrists as far apart as the cuffs would give leeway, and began to lightly trim the rose bushes I had pointed out to her. After a while, I noticed Serena fidgeting, uncomfortably. "Serena," I sighed, "what's wrong NOW?" She smiled sheepishly, "um, Darien? I need to go to the bathroom..." I groaned, HOW were we supposed to do that?! "Listen, uh... hmm..." I sighed and closed my eyes... "Can't you hold it?" She bit her lip and shook her head vigorusly, "no, I can't." "hey! How about I show you where it is, and then you can blindfold me. Trust me, it will work." She looked sort of uncomfortable with the idea, but she sighed, "fine..." then she turned back to me, "but if you even THINK about looking, Darien Chiba, I will make the rest of your life a living nightmare!" I sighed, "come on, Serena, I'm NOT going to look." She nodded, "fine, but I will be watching you like a hawk!" We went down to my apartment, and I showed Serena to the small, virtually spotless bathroom I had. "Turn around," she instructed me, taking out a small black bandanna and turning me around. This was awkward, what with our wrists still joined together in 'holy matrimony', but she managed to tie it up around my eyes until I was blind as a bat. After she told me that all was done that had to be done, we walked out (actually, I STUMBLED out) and she then untied the folded scarf. "There. Now, I think I'll lay off the pop for the rest of the day..." Serena said. (Mako-chan: This, however, does not say that pepsi, or any pepsi product is bad, simply because if I didn't put that down *sob* I wouldn't be able to LIVE with myself!) We walked out and then I groaned, realization coming over me on what was going to happen, "Serena?" I moaned, "do you know how we're going to SLEEP tonight?" She groaned and shook her head vigorously, "I don't know, but my dad isn't going to like it!" "Let's go see Andrew!" we said at the same time. --------------------------------- "Like I said before," said Andrew, shuffling the small deck of cards he had, "I don't know the trick to them." He spread the cards out in front of us, "now, pick a card, any card!" I sighed and in a sweeping motion, I pushed all the cards off the table. In a swoosh, they were all over the counter tops. "We REALLY need to be separated!" I growled, "because we need to find out some SLEEPING arrangements!" Andrew paled and said, "and Serena's dad almost flipped over me bringing her chicken soup once..." Serena nodded, "yeah, and I can't stand to see my dear old dad kill a boy when it wasn't his fault," she glanced at me, "even HIM." She lightly tapped her straw on the edge of her milkshake glass. "hmm..." she said softly. "Hmm, what?" I asked. "Well, if I said that I was staying over at Amy's..." she said, nodding at me. "then we'd both end up at your brain friend's house. Good one Serena!" I snorted. "No, Darien," she said, nudging me with her elbow, "If I SAID I was staying over at Amy's. I didn't say I WOULD stay over there, I just said that I SAID." My eyes grew wide, "so you mean..." I choked out the words forming in my throat, "MY place?" Andrew nodded encouragingly, "yeah, Darien, it's the only loop hole we have!" I shook my head, "I don't know if I want Serena aka Meatball Head sleeping over at MY apartment. "Well, if I had an apartment, I would," Serena offered, "or we could always go to MY house. Though my dad may just kill you if you do..." I sighed and surrendered, "fine. But you had BETTER not make a mess!" ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's Notes: Hi, all! Sorry it's a full page shorter than last times, but I'm sick. =0( So don't feel sad, I'll have another chapter out in the week after next! Well, time to htm this sucker! Ja! OH, BTW, if you people are having trouble opening Serena and Darien together no way chapter ten, just send me a message that says "send me ten" and I'll do it. Mako-chan says: By the way, this story is copywrited under MY name. You can't post these, make stories that are cheep knock offs of mine, unless you have MY permission! (© 1999 for all stories, "Serena and Darien together... No WAY!"; "Three Wishes"; and "Magic Tricks")However, this doesn't mean that I OWN Sailor Moon or the characters. Those belong to DIC Naoko, and a few other companies. No, I'm NOT making money off these!