Toxic Love


Rated: M

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon

Author's Note: If you are under the age of eighteen then you are reading this at your own risk. I will not be held responsible for what happens if your parents catch you reading this or if the content in my story corrupts your innocent minds. You have been warned.


"I don't believe this!" Trista groaned, looking impatiently at her watch. She turned to Mina. "Shouldn't they have come out by now?" she asked, tapping her foot. "Think they killed each other?" Amara joked, earning a smack on the arm from Michelle. "That's not funny!" She patted Trista on the arm reassuringly. "I'm sure that they're just talking." Suddenly a loud cry came from the locked room and Trista looked toward the door in alarm. "Oh my god, she is killing him in there!" Another moan was heard and Mina smirked as Trista continued to freak out that Serena was hurting her little brother. "Oh my god! WHAT is she doing to him in there that would cause him to cry out like that?" she asked after hearing a particularly loud shout.

Amara and Michelle couldn't seem to conceal their amusement at the situation. Trista obviously had no idea what was really going on as she glared at them. "You two think this is funny? My little brother is locked in there with Serena and who knows what sort of horrible torture she's inflicting on him!"

"Believe me, Tris, you really don't wanna go in there right now!" Mina said, trying to regain her composure. But the look on Trista's face was priceless when a second voice joined in on the moaning. "Oh, good. It looks like Darien got the upper hand!" she stated, sighing in relief. Amara, Michelle and Mina couldn't help it; they burst into fits of laughter and giggles. "Oh, I'm sure that Serena doesn't mind at all!" Mina managed to choke out through her giggles. Trista was not amused. "WHAT is so damn funny…" she paused as she heard both her brother and the young woman she had thought of as a little sister both moaning each other's names. Her eyes widened in shock, suddenly realizing what was happening in her break room.

"EW! They're not…They wouldn't…" she stammered, unable to get the words out.

Mina raised an eyebrow. "What, you never heard of the concept of make-up sex?" she asked as if it was an innocent question.

"Why didn't you warn me that this could happen?" she asked, trying to shake the nasty images of her brother, naked in the break room with Serena. She shuddered.

"We assumed you knew." Amara said, crossing her arms across her chest and leaning against the wall casually.

"NO! NO! I didn't think that they'd do that! I never would have locked them in there if I knew that they'd defile my break room like that!" Trista said, extremely flustered. Good GOD, she'd have to scrub every inch of that room with disinfectant three times before it felt clean again.

"More like they're christening it!" Mina chuckled. Trista glared at her.

"Ugh, how much longer are they going to be doing…THAT in there?" Trista asked, looking at her watch. "I need to close up soon."

Mina shrugged. "With them, it could be hours." Trista looked at her, eyes wide in shock.

"HOURS? It's already been HOURS! How much longer can they keep this up?"

"I think we know why you've remained celibate, Trista. If you've never had a lover as good as…well, as good as some," Mina said, realizing how wrong it would sound if she said Darien's name, " then obviously you don't know what you're missing!"

"I don't want to know this about my brother!" Trista groaned, covering her ears and trying to drown out the sounds of Darien and Serena's constant moaning.

"Again!" Serena said breathlessly as she pulled Darien to her, kissing him with all the passion in her.

Darien looked around the room and smirked. "Honey, I think we've pretty much made love on every surface, against every wall…"

"You're not tired out, are you?" she teased him.

Darien puffed out his chest. "Tired? Not a chance, sweet heart! I could go all. Night. Long. And you know it!"

Serena's eyes glittered with excitement at his suggestion. "Oh, is that a promise?" She purred.

"It is. But what do you say we go somewhere a little more private…like my bedroom."

"Or mine."

Darien smiled, tracing his finger over her swollen lips. She kissed him on the tip, then playfully nibbled at his fingers, causing him to groan. "Or, ours," he said. Serena pulled back. "Ours?" she asked in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Well, I've been thinking about it, and I decided that I couldn't imagine being with anyone else, so I'm asking you to move in with me…permanently. In fact, I see a big diamond ring in the future…"

"Whoah!" Serena said, placing her hands on his chest to put some distance between them. "My head was already spinning before, but now…this…I...I don't know what to say."

"Say 'yes'."

Serena looked at him, hesitation evident in her eyes. "Darien, I don't know. I mean, we just got back together."

Darien took her hands in his and kissed them. "Serena, I'm not saying you have to decide right now. Just think about it, okay?"

Serena smiled softly. "You're so patient with me."

He looked into her eyes. "I'd wait for you forever, Serena. I love you!"

"I love you too!" she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him to her.

Back outside of the room, Trista was pacing. "I have to close soon! They have to be tired out by now!" As if on cue, there was a soft knock on the door. "Tris, let us out. Serena and I have sorted out our differences!" Darien's muffled voice came from the door.

"I don't doubt that." Mina smirked, eyeing the disheveled couple and winking as Trista let them out of the room. "Thanks!" Darien said to his sister, giving her a meaningful look. "You're welcome," she said, looking down at her shoes and blushing crimson.

"Well, Serena and I really need to leave now. We're starving!"

"Oh, well, so are we! Why don't we all go out to dinner?" Trista said quickly, wanting to get her mind on something besides what had transpired in her break room between her brother and his girlfriend.

Darien and Serena exchanged secret looks and shook their heads. "No, that's all right. We'll just go home." Darien said.

"Yes," Serena agreed, "I'm sure we'll find something at home to appease our appetites."

After they left rather quickly, Trista stared at her friends incredulously. "This is unbelievable! Aren't they even a little tired? They couldn't even stop long enough to eat?"

"Oh, Darien will definitely be eating out later." Mina remarked. Amara and Michelle just shook their heads and chuckled.

"STOP SAYING THINGS LIKE THAT!" Trista shrieked. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to do some major cleaning in the back room." Mina glanced over at Trista's retreating form and then pulled out her cell phone, her eyes glittering.

"Who are you calling?" Amara asked suspiciously.

"Andy! I think I've found someone else in desperate need of a matchmaker!"

The End

Temptress Kitten: There you go peoples! I finished the story the day before classes officially begin! There's some other stuff I've been working on but it's only available on my website at the moment. It's in the mature stories section, so you know there's going to be lots and lots of lemons. Hey, I'm a romance writer; I can't help it! Anyway, check out my site and the 'sister' site if you're Sailor Moon obsessed. Just scroll to the bottom of the home page and click on the banner that says Light of the Eternal Moon. It will instantly link you to my other site with all the Sailor Moon transcripts. Since I don't have to do anything but type, that site gets updated faster than any other projects I have going. That's all I have to say for now.

Till next time!

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