Author's Note: Hello, all I am back. I'm trying to work on an update to my fanfic “Blooming Love” but until then I'll be working on this piece. Please read and review, and please don't leave Flames, if you don't like the fic then don't read it, simple as that. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon.

“There is only one solution to your problem Darien.” A blond haired man turned towards a taller, dark haired man, both dressed in impeccable suits.

“Don't say it, I don't want to hear whatever it is that you have to say.”

“You're going to have to marry Serena DuMont. Hmm, Serena Shields, does have a nice ring to it.”

“And he said it.” Darien replied gloomily.

“Darien you cannot run away from this. The more you do the more your business will

suffer.” Andrew said to Darien as he looked out the expansive window.

“Explain to me how marrying her will be beneficial to my company.” The dark haired man turned away from the window that overlooked the docks and towards his friend and business associate.

“Marrying her will be beneficial because of her family's business. If they see that her family is standing beside you and your company your stock will not plummet and your board of directors will not call for your resignation. Hell, you're lucky they haven't called for it already.”

“Have you met her?”

“Who?”

“Serena DuMont, you idiot.”

“Yes, shes beautiful and intelligent, those both are qualities you need in a wife.” Andrew replied, ignoring his friend's insult.

“Andrew, how did I get myself into this mess?”

“I believe it was when you did Mrs. Caldwell.” Darien grimaced.

“I asked for that.”

“The problem is convincing her why she needs to marry you. No doubt she has heard about your reputation, I believe the entire business world here knows about your very public affair. As well as how it ended.”

“So the bottom line is that I have to marry a woman I don't know but also convince her how marrying me will be beneficial to her?”

“Exactly. I knew you would catch on sooner or later Darien. You should set up a meeting with her, considering the fact that her offices are across the docks from yours, it shouldn't be a problem.” With that Andrew handed the phone to Darien. Dialing his secretary, Darien prayed that Miss DuMont would be too busy to accept his call.

“You have a phone call from a Mr. Shields, Miss DuMont.” Serena looked out her window. Shields, now where have I heard that name?

“Put him through Patsy.” She waited until the call was put through.

“This is Serena DuMont, how may I help you Mr. Shields?” She could hear the man clear his throat as if what he had to say was going to be painful.

“Call me Darien,I was wondering Miss DuMont if I can set up a meeting with you.”

“Well Darien, you could have set that up with Patsy since she does know my schedule better then I do.”

“If it pertained to strict business I would, but its a personal matter that I would like to discuss with you.” Serena considered this for a moment, then it came to her. She recalled where she had heard that name before. “Darien Shields, president of Shields Inc. had a very public, very disastrous breakup with Mrs. Bianca Caldwell.” She had heard about it from her father last week which quickly eradicated the idea of forming a partnership with the company out of his head.

“Okay Darien, I'll meet with you. Did you have any idea where we should meet?”

“Actually yes, shall we meet at Collin's, at 7 pm tonight?” Collin's was a posh eatery that catered to the business class; very upscale, very exclusive and very expensive.

“I'll see you at 7pm.” With that she hung up her phone. Serena DuMont was no fool she knew that whatever it was Darien Shields wanted to discuss it probably had to do with saving his business.