Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Bikers and Babes ❯ Chapter One - Part One ( Chapter 4 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
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Bikers and Babes
by Sere-chan ( tuxiesrabbit@msn.com )


Chapter One - Part One


After fixing there bikes, Serena took off in a fury on her way back to Mike's. Darien didn't like speeding down the streets on his bike, but he wanted to make sure nothing happened to her.

When he had first met her earlier that evening, she had seemed pretty nice. And after the incident with Andrew she had turned on the bad girl attitude. Unknown to her, it was her unruly nature that made her even more attractive to him.

'If she wants a race, then I'll give her a race,' thought Darien.

Darien finally caught up her, then looked at her for a brief second before he left her behind in a trail of dust.

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"Here's you pizza, Mike. I hope you enjoy it," said Darien as he laid pizza down on the table in the kitchen.

"The pizza was really an excuse to go after the girl, Darien," responded Mike.

"Well, she's not to happy about my showing up," exclaimed Darien.

"Don't worry about it. She'll got over it eventually," replied Mike.

Serena has heard storming the front door as they heard a female voice say, "BITE ME," before she walked into the kitchen.

"I TOLD YOU I CAN TAKE OF MYSELF," she screamed at Mike.

"NOBODY YELLS AT MIKE," Darien shouted back.

And Serena slugged Darien in the jaw, before she punched him in the stomache and kneed in the balls. Darien fell to the floor in extreme pain. Before she went up to her room and slammed the door behind her.

"That girl can pack quite a punch, Mike," exclaimed Darien while wincing in pain.

"Okay, maybe she won't get over it so easily. But you can smooth her over with her ultimate weakness," suggested Mike.

"I don't think there's enough leather in the world that could smooth her over," replied Darien.

Mike put a whole of box Hersey's Special Dark Chocolate on the table.

"I was saving this for myself, but this is an emergency situation," said Mike.

Darien had finally stopped hurting enough to were he could get himself off of the floor. And he looked at the box, then again at Mike.

"You must be crazy!!! I get this before anybody else does," exclaimed Darien.

"Do you want to win her over? Or would you perfer another beating," asked Mike.

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Darien had been knocking on her door for the last ten minutes, with no reply from Serena who was on the other side. Then suddenly the door opened.

"Can't you take a hint and get lost. Only a complete moron keeps knocking a door for ten minutes straight," said Serena harshly.

She was about to slam the door again, but Darien put his foot in the way.

"I have a present for you. You did fix my bike after all and I just wanted to show you my appreciation," Darien said in a calm voice.

"I'm sorry. I'm not a whore. Why don't you get your butt back on your bike and go find the closest slut and give her your 'present'," snapped Serena.

At that point Darien took the box of chocolate and threw it at her before he left for his room.

Serena just stood there in shock. She then picked up the box of chocolate, closed her door quitely and cried herself to sleep.

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When Serena woke up that morning she went downstairs and made herself a cup of coffee, that added a lot of 'cream' to it.

"So how did things go last night," asked Mike.

"How do you think," Serena asked back looking at Mike with her red puffy eyes.

"He's not a bad guy, if you give him a chance," comforted Mike.

"Well, I think I blew any chance I ever had," replied Serena.

"I wouldn't worry too much. Darien isn't the type of guy to hold grudges," commented Mike. "And if I were you, I'd lay off the Bailey's in the coffee."


To Be Continued ...