* Notes:

In the first arc of the R season, Serena gives up on Darien just as he
finds himself interested in her. Can Darien change her mind before she
starts falling for Alan?


* Disclaimer: Sailor Moon belongs to Naoko Takeuchi, not yours truly.



Sometimes
by Phantasy Star
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Chapter One


"So he really doesn't remember, huh?"

Serena shook her head.

"Oh don't worry about it," Mina said with a wave of her hand, "We'll
just get Luna to zap his brain like she did to the rest of us..."

Raye made a face, "Zap his brain?"

"You know," Mina said, "That... Luna... mind meld thing."

Amy and Lita nodded their agreements.

"Maybe it's better that he *doesn't* remember," Serena said
hesitantly.

All the other girls turned to stare at her.

"What?" Raye finally spoke, "What are you talking about?"

"Well..." Serena said, "This... this is a good chance for me to think.
I wouldn't know what to do with him if he remembered everything..."

"That's true," Amy said, "It *would* be awkward, wouldn't it?"

Serena nodded.

"Besides..." Serena said with a frown, "If he does get his memory back,
will he remember all that stuff about the Negaverse too?"

Raye looked thoughtful.

"Good point, Meatball Head..." she said quietly.

"I wouldn't want to remember anything about evil Darien," Lita put in.

"Yeah," Serena agreed, "So... Let's just forget about it for a while,
okay?"

The others nodded, but Raye looked at her worriedly. Something wasn't
right...

* * *

Serena walked down the street, sighing as she felt the cool night air
against her cheeks.

"Hey, Serena, wait up!"

The blonde turned around to see Raye running up towards her.

"What's up, Raye?"

The dark-haired priestess started walking alongside Serena.

"Nothing. Just wanted to talk, that's all."

Serena nodded.

"Serena..." Raye began, "I... I just wanted to make sure you're all
right. I mean, with Darien... Are you really going to stop going for
him?"

Serena frowned.

"I... I think I have to, Raye," she said with a sigh.

"What do you mean?"

"I... Well, last week at the virtual arcade, I thought something was
happening between us. He... He held my hand when we were going deeper
into the maze..."

Raye nodded, "And...?"

"And then just yesterday, when we were taking care of Jordan..."

Serena's voice broke, "We started arguing again..." She sniffled,
"Raye, I know he hates me... He just won't go right out and say it..."

"Aw, Serena," Raye said softly, "He doesn't hate you. That's just... the
type of person that he is..."

Serena wiped away her tears.

"What if it was never supposed to work out?" Serena said, sniffling,
"What if... we were never meant to be together?"

* * *

"You really didn't have to come, you know," Darien said, mentally
kicking himself for being so cold.

"Now, how can you push the stroller and carry all this stuff at the
same time?" Serena retorted.

She looked at the side of his head, that stern, haughty look on his
face.

'Oh Darien...' she thought, 'Why does it always have to be this way
between us?'

They were interrupted by a familiar cheery voice.

"Aw, look at the cute little family! You make such a great couple!"

Darien froze, his eyes widening at her words.

Couple?

He turned around to see a blonde with a huge red bow in her hair. She
and Serena looked like twins!

"I'll give you a couple..." Serena said, shaking her fist angrily at
the blonde, "... of black eyes if you don't stop it, Mina."

Darien quickly started walking again, not wanting to hear any more
comments about him and his "family". He frowned in confusion - the
thought of Serena being attached to him made him blush.

"Hey, Darien, wait up!" Serena cried as she ran to follow him.

* * *

"You're a happy baby, aren't you Jordan?" Darien said as he held him
high up in the air, "All right, we're flying!"

Soon, the baby was laughing hysterically, and Darien was too.

"I wonder where Serena is," Darien said aloud as he plopped Jordan
down a blanket, "She always shows up around-"

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Chuckling, Darien ran to get it, not noticing that Jordan was on the
floor, playing with a box of tissue.

The door opened and...

"Oh... Hi, Ann," he said, surprised.

"Hey Darien!" the redhead said with a grin, "I heard you were taking
care of a baby, so I thought I'd come and help. I loooove babies, and
babies loooove me."

Just then, she noticed Jordan sitting behind Darien, giggling as he
took the tissue papers out, one by one.

"Hey, you stop that!" Ann cried as Jordan began to cry. "Yeah, I
know you don't like it, but you can't go messing up Darien's nice
clean apartment. So it's time to SHUT UP already!"

Darien blinked.

"Hey, ease up on the poor guy," he said, "He's only-"

Suddenly, she shrieked.

"What's wrong?" Darien asked frantically.

He stared in shock as Ann suddenly stood up, letting out a long moan
of disgust.

"He... he... threw up on me!" she sputtered.

In a flash, she was heading for the door.

"Ann, wait, don't go, please! I don't want you to be mad."

When Ann had disappeared down the hall, Serena was there, standing at
the doorway and looking at him.

"Oh," she said simply, voice barely above a whisper, "You've found
someone else to take care of Jordan with you."

She forced a smile, "I guess I'll take off then."

Darien grabbed her wrist desperately, "No, Serena, don't you go too!"

"What's going on?" Serena demanded softly.

Darien shook his head, "Jordan... He threw up on Ann and she got mad."

Serena's eyes began to water, "What is she, your girlfriend?"

"No, of course not!"

"You know, I don't care if she is. I've had it with the way you treat
me. You can take care of Jordan by yourself! I'm outta here!"

Darien froze.

"I..." he started, "I'm..."

He was thinking of the right thing to say, when Serena broke free of
Darien's grasp and headed to the elevator.

"Wait, Serena!" Darien cried, prepared for run after her.

"Waaaaaaah!" came Jordan's wailing.

Darien swore under his breath. He knew he couldn't leave Jordan here
all by himself.

He stared after the retreating blonde and sat down with a sigh.

* * *

Serena sighed. It was so peaceful here in this part of the school yard.
She wondered why it was always so secluded.

Suddenly, she spotted a figure perched up in a tree.

Alan.

'How did he get up there?' Serena thought.

"Hey Serena," he said with a gentle smile, jumping down.

Serena felt herself drifting away, and tried to blink away the pink
hearts in her eyes. Even though he had only arrived a week ago, Alan
had become the topic of discussion for every girl chat in the school.

"Hi Alan!" she said, still feeling faint, "What were you doing up
*there*?"

"Just thinking, that's all," he answered simply.

Serena smiled, "Where's you flute? I haven't heard you play in a long
time."

"That's because I haven't seen you around," he said, "The only person
I want to play for is you."

Serena began to blush furiously.

'Wow...' she thought, dazed.

"So, will you play for me now?" she whispered.

Without another word, Alan took his flute out of his school bag.

Serena closed her eyes and enjoyed the gentle, yet haunting, melody.

The air around them became enchanted, and the leaves rustled gently
against the soft melody from the flute. Serena felt everything
dancing around her.

When the music stopped, she just stood there, still mesmorized.

Then she opened her eyes, "That... That was beautiful..."

"Serena..." he said softly as he stepped closer to her, "I was
wondering..."

"Hey guys!"

Serena turned around to find Lita looking at them.

"What's up?" the brunette asked.

"Nothing!" Serena said quickly, then turned to Alan, "Got to go to class
now, 'bye!"

Alan only stared after her.

'Serena...'

* * *

"I'm not doing it."

"What!?" Raye demanded.

"I don't want to be part of his stupid play!" Serena said, "I don't
even want to be *around* him!"

"Serena, what the heck are you talking about?" Raye said, "Did you hit
your head on something? Hello-o-o!? Prince Darien, Princess Serena,
sworn to protect and love each other forever?"

"What are you talking about?" Serena scoffed, "That was one thousand
years ago. I don't know about Prince Darien of the past, but this
Darien is nothing but an arrogant jerk."

"Listen, Serena," Raye said, "I. Don't. Care! You're going to help
us out on this. We need seven dwarves after all."

Serena stared at Raye.

"Come on, Serena," Raye pleaded, "This will mean so much to Darien."

Serena sighed.

"Fine," she said, "But I'm not playing princess if he's the prince."

* * *

"I think we should get to know each other better, since our characters
are supposed to be so *close*."

Darien began to sweat profusely under Ann's intense gaze. He could
practically see the little stars flying out of her eyes.

He still couldn't believe that the redhead had gotten the role of
Snow White.

Deep inside, he had hoped that a certain Meatball Head would get
that role, but she said she didn't even want to be considered for
that part.

'I hope she's not still mad at me,' he thought with a sigh.

"I know this really, really great place nearby, Darien," Ann drawled
on...

* * *

Serena walked down the road beside the Cherry Temple, breathing in
the wonderful night air that seemed to make her forget all her
problems.

Then, a familiar figure caught her eye as it made its way up the
temple steps, on her way to make a wish.

"Ann?" Serena said incredulously.

Curious, she watched as Ann reached the top of the temple and made
her wish.

"Please let the play be a big success," Ann said, "And that... I can
have a kiss from Darien."

Serena rolled her eyes, then sighed and looked at Ann worriedly.

Deep down, she couldn't help feeling sorry for the poor girl. Ann had
just moved here recently, and had no friends. The only thing that
seemed to keep her together was her crush on Darien.

'Maybe I should let her have him,' Serena thought, 'Oh, who am I
kidding? He isn't mine to give away.'

Serena shook her head, 'But still, maybe I can help Ann out a little...'

* * *

"Alan!" Serena exclaimed, "What are you doing on the set?"

"I came to drop Ann off at the theatre," he explained, "So I thought
I'd come in and see what's going on." ('... with you', he added
mentally.)

"That's cool!" Serena said enthusiastically, "I can show you around
the set if you like."

"Sure," Alan said, walking with her down the halls.

"I was just going to get a few props," Serena said, "You want to help?"

* * *

Serena bit her lower lip worriedly.

She suddenly realized that this was *not* a good idea.

For one thing, the props room was dark and small, and neither of them
could find the light switch. This was undoubtfully one of those
places boyfriends and girlfriends would meet to... talk and hang out.

And, to be here with Alan, who had a not-so-subtle crush on her...

"Okay, just let me get my witch's wig..." Serena said nervously as
she bent down to get it.

"Here, let me," Alan said as he got down as well to pick it up.

"Thanks," Serena said, more softly than she had intended.

Alan handed it to her, and she took it, but he didn't let go.

Her gaze came up to meet his.

"Uh..." she said, blushing, her breath caught in her throat.

Suddenly, the lights came on.

"Hey, did you find it yet, Meatball Head?" Darien's deep voice came
above them.

Then his eyes fell on the two of them, still crouching against the
floor, practically holding hands.

His eyes turned dark.

"Sorry to disturb you guys," he said politely and turned around to
leave.

"Wait, Darien!" Serena cried.

But Alan stopped her, "Don't worry about it, he just likes to tease
you sometimes."

Serena looked worriedly at the open doorway where Darien had
disappeared.

"All right, let's... let's find the rest of the props," Serena said,
"It'll be easier now that the lights are on..."

* * *

"Arugh!" Darien shouted and slammed his fist against the wall.

He knew it.

Serena didn't like him. She liked Alan, handsome, calm, kind-hearted
Alan who never made fun of her the way *he* had.

The only thing that disturbed him was, why the heck should he care?

He didn't like Serena. He couldn't - he shouldn't.

She was only a silly highschooler who always hung around him,
remember?

'I can't believe I thought she liked me," Darien thought bitterly,
'She only helped me with Jordan because... probably because she wanted
to make sure I wouldn't hurt the little guy. After all, I'm nothing but
a heartless jerk to her.'

He sat down on a bench and sighed.

'I'm so stupid...' he thought, 'Even if she did like me at one point,
I probably pushed her away...'

He put his head into his hands, "Question is though, why is this
bothering me so much?"