Magic Tricks
By: Mako-chan
Part: 6 (wow, six?!  Already? Hmm..)
Rated: PG
AN: Hey, minna-chan. Super headache as I write this (my mother asked me
to plug the
 cord into the electric blanket, then flung it so that the hard end
whacked me in the face.
 I reminded her that around me, everything is a lethal weapon) Not to
MENTION winter
 play auditions *sweatdrops*. But, you all have Alicia Blade to thank
for this! ^_- She
 told me to get the next part out, and TA DA! Here it is! Also thanks
to S. Starlite, as
 usual, and everyone else! Oh, also, we have a new Domain name for our
site (thanks
 to FC, they're paying for it! ^_^) and you can now find our site at
http://www.
eternalprincess.com
 Ja ne, enjoy the fic! Usual disclaimers apply!
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	I was surprised that Serena had hit me (accurately, too) in the head,
without
 me feeling a jerk on my arm. I laughed and said, "So, my little minx!
You must be feeling
 lucky!" I grabbed the biggest, fluffiest pillow I could manage from my
bed (which, 
admittedly, there were probably seven of them stuffed on it... okay, so
I like pillows for
 every occasion!) and flung it at Serena full blast.
	WHAM! It hit her in the face, and she giggled, "Darien! OOOH, you'll
pay for 
that one!" She picked up the pillow I had thrown and, still holding it,
whacked me in the
 side of the head. I grabbed the pillow with the joined hands and
Serena went sprawling
 into me, atop the three pillows scattered on the floor.
	She scrambled up and clawed up to the bed, her arm that was cuffed
still
 pulling her close to me. Grabbing a handful of pillow and bed spread,
she shoved it
 quickly into my open, laughing jaws.
	"HMPH?!" I mouthed. 
I pulled it out and grinned as Serena held a pillow high over her head,
"prepare to be
 anhilated!" she said, laughing evilly. She drew her hands down
quickly, but in the middle
 of the move, I grabbed her neck awkwardly and kissed her deeply.
We finally came up for air, and she dropped the pillow, "Darien..." she
gasped out.
I sighed, "um... I'm sorry. I should have just let you smack me with
the pillow."
She gaped, and said, "no... I.... I liked it."
My eyes widened, "you WHAT?!"
She smiled, "I... liked it."
I sighed in relief, "wow.. well, I suppose it's better than you hating
me for the rest of
 my life."
She laughed, and kissed me sweetly on the forehead, "no, Darien. I
could NEVER truely 
hate you."
I smiled, "maybe just despise, loathe, reject, abhor, detest..."
She laughed and threw another pillow at my head, "no, I may have been
ANNOYED
 before... but not hating. I never HATED you."
I smiled, "well, you never exactly loved me either."
She took a deep breath, "this is true... but  as I said, I never HATED
you. That's what's
 important, right?"
I laughed, "sure, Meatball Head."
She laughed and flung a pillow at my head. I dodged it, and with our
linked arms
somehow managed to whack her full force into one of the pillows on the
bed.
"oooh.." she said blinking a couple times.
I smirked, "that's what you get for trying to bombard me with pillows!"
"Oooh, Darien, you'll pay for that one!" she said, as she began
tickling me profusely.
 I laughed, and soon I had tears streaming down my face.
"Ser...Seren...Serena....S...Sto...Stop.... T...T...Tickle...tickling
me!" I managed to gasp
 out.
She smiled, "So it's true! The great Darien has a weakness!"
I smile, then grabbed onto her exposed torso and begin tickling that
myself. She starts
 giggling soon, and soon she is delivering the same stuttering speech
that I had just 
given to her.
I smile and laugh before withdrawing my "tickle attack". She is by this
time, breathing 
deeply and quickly. I laugh and pull her up to a sitting position
before extending an arm,
 "truce?" I ask.
She nods, but doesn't say anything as she staggers for her breath.
She smiles and says, "so... is it time to sleep already?"
I laugh and glance at the clock. 12:04. I shake my head, "Yup, sorry,
Serena, but I have
 a class tomorrow too." I glance at her apologetically, and she frowns.
"Oh yeah.... a class. Which one is it tomorrow?" 
I sigh, "one that isn't as fun as mythology."
She sighs, "great." Then she glances at me, and smiles, "But it can't
be too bad,
 because I'm atatched to the sweetest guy on earth." She leaned over
and kissed me 
softly on the lips.
My eyes widen, "K-K-Ki-Kiss..."
She laughs and whacks me one last time with a pillow to my head. I fall
asleep with her
 curled up in my arms.
I woke up again at about 1:00 AM, freezing. Serena had stolen all the
blankets, and I
 raised an eyebrow and stole half them back.
"mm... Luna... quit hogging the covers!" she muttered sleepily as she
rolled back. I
 sighed and rolled my eyes but didn't give up the blankets. I fell
asleep again, finally,
 with half the blankets under my back so she couldn't take them again.
At 3:00 AM, I was awoken by a horrifying noise that sounded like a
wailing vacuum 
cleaner. I turned only to face Serena and see that she was snoring
terribly. I covered
 my ears and ATTEMPTED to sleep, but she continued to toss and turn and
hit me with
 her limbs. I groaned. Sleep wasn't going to happen this night, I
thought as I attempted
 it anyway.
The next day, after an extremely long night, I 'awoke' (okay, I really
just opened my
 eyes and checked the clock) and noticed that it was time to get ready.
Moaning tiredly,
 I pushed my legs of the bed and shook my head.
Rolling over, I shook Serena's sleeping form. I was surprised when she
yelled out, 
"BE RIGHT DOWN!" and flopped back lifelessly.
I sighed and said, "Serena... you're going to be late."
She opened her mouth a few times, "num num... Don't be such a worry
wart, Luna."
I smiled, "SERENA! YOU'RE LATE!"
	She jolted up, "AAAAHH! WHY DIDN'T SOMEONE WAKE ME UP!"
I laughed and calmed down the startled Meatball Head. "Serena, it's all
right, you're
 not
 *really* late, but you need to get up."
She groaned and swung her legs off the bed, taking me with her. "Ugh. I
couldn't sleep
 at ALL last night. I was all stuffy from this apartment, and SOMEONE
was snoring!" she
 said indignantly.
I sweatdropped and ushered her to the kitchen. "Normally I'd have you
just sit at the
 table while I cooked," I said, noticing my ragged reflection in the
hall mirror, "but since
 we're CHAINED together, you have to stand here and talk while I cook."
She nodded, "okay. What's for breakfast?!"
I shook my head, but laughed, "m.... how about pancakes and eggs?"
She licked her lips, "YUM!"
I glanced at her hair. It had long since fallen from her Meatballs and
now was a golden 
waterfall tumbling over her shoulders, almost touching the floor. Her
uniform looked 
clean, though wrinkled, and her eyes sparkled, if sleepily.
I glanced at myself. My once pressed pants had been wrinkled in more
than one place,
 my hair stood up spiky and my green jacket had the wonderful
frangrance of Serena 
on it. (not that I minded the later).
I sighed and fussed with my hair slightly, before giving the brush to
Serena and walking 
to the kitchen. I yawned and cracked an egg onto my grill, flipping it
every now and 
then to get it scrambled. I mixed the pancake batter wearilly, and
dripped some onto 
the griddle,  before finally finishing cooking all the food.
I put all the pancakes on a plate, and the eggs on another. Serena
looked at me with 
wide confusion in her eyes, "Darien... aren't you going to eat
something?"
I shook my head in disbelief, "yeah, half of this..."
She blushed, "ohhh...."
I smiled and led her to a seat where we could eat. Afraid of getting
her hand in my
 food, I attempted to eat with my left hand. It wasn't exactly my
brightest idea, but it
 saved me from getting her lovely hand inside of my eggs and pancakes.
She finished wolfing down her breakfast fairly quick, and then we got
up and walked to
 the college.
"Now let's go over some of these proofs. The first is A plus B equals D
squared, and it's
 due to the Pathagorean theorem. The next is..."
My teacher droned on and on about geometry, and Serena yawned. I rolled
my eyes, I
 should be the one who falls asleep, I thought wearilly. I saw her flop
her hand up to 
answer a question.
"Yes, Ms... um, the woman with the blonde hair next to Mr. Chiba."
She smiled, "Hearts stars clovers... horseshoes and blue moons... pots
of gold and
 rainbows... and the red baloon!"
I smacked myself on the forehead, and whispered, "he was talking
GEOMETRICAL
 shapes" I hissed.
She shrugged and sat back. Needless to say, class was LONG.
We walked to the arcade to see if Andrew had figured the cuffs out, now
that he had a
 night to sleep on it. Andrew, (being Andrew) DIDN'T have an answer to
our problem.
 I rolled my eyes, and gave Serena and handful of quarters to play
Sailor V.
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AN: Fun chapter to write, 'specially the pillow fight. I got that idea
from Peirs Anthony's
 Xanth novel "Isle of View". I reccomend reading any Xanth novels,
they're really 
adorable. In other words, give credit where it's due. And I still don't
own SM, don't
 sue.
-Mako