Title: Titanic Part/Chapter: 1 Author: Mimi Email: Gundam 02 Girl@aol.com PS: I already have the prologue up! *^_^* I know, I know, it's been an EXTREMELY long time and I haven't responded to any of your e-mails but I love you all for sending them to me! *^_^* I will respond to them eventually.. I've just been so busy lately… anyway, on with the story! *^_^* CHAPTER 1 - April 11, 1912 - The Day after boarding "I just can't believe this… it's not fair!" Serena whispered into the air, the sound being carried off into the ocean. A single tear fell from her face as the realization of her parent's words were. Flashback "Serena, honey, we need to talk to you about something, important." Irene Tsukino slipped through the doorway separating their cabins. "Mother, can't it wait? I'm unpacking" Serena called to her. "No sweetie, it can't." Ken Tsukino emerged from the door after his wife. "Okay then," Serena plunked down on her bed, "What is it?" "Well, I think the best way to tell you this is straight forward, when you were little we were friends with a family called the Bainbridges, do you remember them?" "Slightly." Serena uncertainly replied. "Well, our families had decided that when you grew up, you would marry their son Frank." "Mother, are you saying…" "Yes dear," her father added, "When you arrive in New York, we are going to start your plans for your wedding." End Flashback "Little Girl, why do you look so sad?" a deep voice came from above. Serena's head shot up and she quickly wiped her eye. Before her stood a handsome, muscular man, around the age of twenty. His brown hair was elegantly tossed over his sparkling green eyes. She tensed up. "I'm not a little girl." After they came out of her mouth, she instantly regretted them. The man laughed, "I'm sorry, my name is Brian Brandon. And may I have the honor of know this beautiful woman's name?" A blush tinted her cheeks as she responded meekly, "Serena Tsukino. It's a pleasure to meet you." "Serena, what a pretty name. How would you feel if I asked if I could escort you around the deck?" "I would love that, Brain." Serena smiled up at him. He offered her his left arm and she inserted her arm through his. The began to walk down the promenade deck. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* A man with raven hair slightly skipped as he made his way towards the promenade deck. He was plotting different ways to lose his parents once in New York. "Maybe if on the last day I jump onto the 3rd class deck and pretend I'm with them! But how would I get down there? Maybe I could attack one of the crew, steal their uniform and pretend to be one of them! I'd probably get arrested. Or maybe I could, hey, she isn't bad looking! Off the subject, maybe I could, what is she doing here!" Darien stopped and hid behind one of the potted plants on the deck. He couldn't believe who was coming his way, linked arms with someone. "Well, I'll just let her see me, it'll be fun to make her mad!" Darien discreetly moved from his place behind the plant and positioned himself to run right into her. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* "So, what do you do for a living?" Serena inquired her newfound friend. "Well I…" the rest of the response was not heard for Serena saw the last person she expected to see on this voyage. "It can't be Darien, it can't be! Someone up there must really hate me…" Serena whispered to herself. "What did you say, Serena?" Brain inquired. "I said, if it's okay with you, I think I'll walk on the other side now." Serena switched from the left arm to the right, just barely avoiding contact with Darien. "Now what were you saying, dear?" Serena threw in just to annoy Darien. Darien's pace quickened and Brian smiled. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* "Oh Brain, isn't it gorgeous?" Serena exclaimed looking around the "A la carte" restaurant. Since she was meeting her parents here and figured that they wouldn't mind Brain tagging along, she invited his to join them to dinner. "That dress is gourgeous Serena, peach is a very beautiful color on you." Brain complimented. "A blush rose to Serena's face and whispered, "Thank you." She then got the thought of what if her parents saw them and she quickly slipped her hand out of Brain's arm, which disappointed him, and went to go find her parents. *_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_* "None of us speak French so why are we going to this place instead of the dining room like other normal English speaking people?" Darien demanded out of his parents. "Because it's fun and you better clean up your attitude. I don't want my friends to get the wrong impression. Well, hello Mrs. Brown, how are you and your husband?" Darien's mother, Georgia went off to mingle with her friends, dragging his father Charles behind. "Well at least I'm alone now. I think I'll head to the dining room." Just then he caught site of a familiar hairstyle. "Hmmm, this could be fun…" Darien thought to himself. Once again, he put himself directly in her pathway. This time it worked and he bumped directly into her. "Oh I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to, I should have been watching, you leave me alone this instant!" Serena then firmly stated to Darien. "Well hello Meatball-" Darien was interrupted by a hand covering his mouth. "How many times have a told you NOT to call me that!" "Ahhhlloo" Darien replied beaming a smile through his eyes at her. She gave him a little push and took her hand off his mouth. "Darien, I'd like you to meet Brain Brandon. Brain, this is a… a, friend, per say, from back home, Darien Shields." "Well Darien, it's a pleasure to meet any friend of Serena's." Brain extended a hand to Darien. Darien let out a laugh, "You know that you are full of, ouch!" Darien was promptly kicked in the shins by a pair of pointy heels and Serena took Brain's hand and left in the other direction. He could feel a burst of jealousy burn inside of him. "Jealous? Why would I be jealous! I must just be coming down with something." He then left to go to the dining room. "Still, she really did look pretty tonight." Loved it, hated it? I don't care, e-mail me! *^_^* Gundam 02 Girl@aol.com Ja ne! ªº³Mimiªº³