A red car pulled up against a house as woman was getting ready to leave. The rain hid her tears that had escaped as she pulled her luggage from the front door. The man behind her was begging her, but she ignored his cries of protest as she continued out the door and towards the car. A little girl watched to couple under her pink umbrella with curiosity. She noticed a gold glow that immersed around them as she saw the woman struggling with to put the bags in the car. Her eyes widened as she quickly ran across the street clutching the umbrella tightly as the wind hit. Quick as she could, she grasped onto the woman's hand. The woman stared at the little girl as she stopped her from entering the car.
"You can't leave." The little girl said as the man looked shocked to see a girl standing in between him and the lady.
"Sweetie the storm's getting worst. You should go inside." The woman said trying to get away from her beloved that broke her heart, but not wanting to hurt the little girl.
"My grandmother once told me that we are born with two arms, two eyes, two legs, two ears, almost two of everything, but only one heart because someone already has the other you just have to find it. This man whatever he has done has the other heart. Don't let him go because the separation would just cause you more pain." The girl reasoned as she saw the golden glow once again envelope against them.
"Your other heart would not hurt you so much it makes you want to run." The woman said but the little girl just shook her head.
"Haven't you seen movies? You have to go through obstacles to see if your love is true. Another saying, it's not true love until you feel and go through the pain. There is a happy ending for you." The little girl said before another woman called for her. She looked up and gave the couple a smile.
"Listen to me. Please." She said before running across the street towards another car. As it began to drive off, the woman in the front driving smiled at her granddaughter.
"You saw the golden glow. Believe me now." The little girl slowly nodded her head before turning back to see the couple hugging in the street with the shimmer still around them, as they drove off.
13 years later...
The little girl soon grew up and at the age of nineteen, she made it her goal in life to find love for others. At first, many believed she was a hoax, but in the society today she was not surprised. Her little business was as busy as ever and finding another person's half was harder than it looked, but in the end it was all worth it.
The end to 'Here Comes the Bride' announced a new beginning for the newlyweds walked out of the church with many everyone slowly following them. Serena smiled and clapped at her latest mission being complete. It was never complete for her until she saw the golden glow. As she watched the newlyweds drive off together, she laughed and walked towards the bus stop. She grabbed her notepad, placed a red check next to their names, before flipping a few pages and reread the progress and the things she did for them with (or without) their acknowledgment before looking at their last page. She wrote down seven letters that really didn't mean anything if one thought about it but to society it was.
Serena smiled and jumped out of the bus in joy smiling in the air believing nothing could make her happier, but accomplishing a mission. She skipped into her small office she had rented for her quest as cupid. Love was not a trivial thing for her, and to believe that there were people out there that did not believe in this rare and great emotion was shocking. As she entered the office, her 'employees' stared at her with amusement.
"Mission Accomplished?" One employee and longtime friend asked causing Serena to giggle.
"Penelope you know I have never failed on any mission to spread love and happiness to people, and I am not planning on starting now." Serena said and went back to her laptop that held her missions. She was currently working with two couples, and searching soul mates for five people.
"Remember you have to travel to Canada next week for Cathy and Danny's wedding." Penelope informed as she walked back to her small desk. Serena looked at which couple had the most improvement because that would mean she was close to the finish line. Too engrossed with her laptop, she failed to hear someone call her name.
"Serena you have a mission." The youngest in her office called out as Serena exited her current screen.
"Details please Gwen." Gwen went back to her laptop and emailed her the information she typed.
"Grandparents seeking your help for their playboy grandson, age twenty-two, business man, rude, arrogant, grandmother quotes 'Too cocky for his own good." Serena read the details of her latest target before clicking on pictures of the man.
"Transfer the call." Gwen nodded before speaking a few words and pressing a button.
"Miss Tsukino, it is a pleasure." She heard a gruff, but friendly voice speak through the phone and she smiled.
"What's his name?" Serena scanned through the pictures of a dark haired man with a few women clinging on his arms and him with his friends. She had to admit this man was very good-looking, but those were the ones who were the greatest challenge and Serena was always up for a challenge.
"My grandson Darien Shields." The voice suddenly became feminine.
"Shields where have I heard that name before?" Serena asked herself unfortunately not very quietly because she got a response for her question.
"Darien Shields is the heir to the Shields Corporation." Serena was shocked as she typed his name in the search box and clicked on the first few results. All big businessmen must have a scandal here or there.
" Heir to Shields Corporation was seen with on and off going girlfriend model, Madeline Blanc, in the Bahamas. The two were seen drinking cocktails and sharing kisses in the sun."
"Shields Swift With Action"
Darien Shields claimed the many hotels belonging to Ronald Thomas, who's traditional ways became his downfall. The young heir...
"Shields and Blanc Over...Again! Ladies the man is back on the menu once more. We all knew he wasn't committed to Blanc, but wow...only a month together before she was off to Italy."
"When do you want us to meet?" Serena asked as she wrote down the time and place and smiled at her planner. If accomplishing a mission made her giddy then receiving a new target actually made her happier.
Jack Shields took in the immature shouts of the man in front of him neutrally and treated it as if it were any ordinary day. He sipped his coffee, it had gotten cold how long had it been sitting out? His wife followed his example flipping through the newspaper, rereading the news cover to cover. His grandson was usually quite obedient, but expressed his opinions loudly just like his father had.
"I am not going on another arranged date." Darien Shields fumed as he drank his coffee quickly, ignoring his burning tongue.
"It is not a date but a..." Jack tried to explain thanking his wife mentally as she intercepted the conversation, "Business arrangement to discuss your hobbies. I would like to see my great grandchildren before I die you know."
"I have Madeline." Darien noted once more ignoring his grandmother's eye roll.
"With her, I doubt I'll see your wedding." Wanda muttered not very quietly to her husband.
"Not to mention, Miss Blanc and yourself are not a long lasting thing. She wants her career and you simply want to have sexual relations with any pretty girl in the current area." Jack said nonchalantly ignoring his grandson's protests.
"I still love Madeline." Darien explained to his family once more as he grabbed his laptop case about to leave for work.
"Please spare me the dramatics; you are worse than your sister. Because a relationship is functional when one of them continues to break the other one's heart causing him to turn to alcohol and the double X chromosome for company." Wanda said sarcastically to her husband, but as usual was far from quiet about her opinions. Darien ignored her and continued to pack up for work.
"Your grandmother has a request." Jack called out causing Darien to sigh and stare at his grandmother.
"Impregnate one of these girls you meet up with and then I would be very happy." Wanda teased, but meant every word.
A town car pulled up to the front of the tall building with 'Shields Corporation' in large letters at the top of the building. A man pulled open the door and out came an Italian made shoe in patent leather. He stepped out and barely gave a glance at the employees that bowed to him out of respect. He ran a hand through his black hair and gave a dazzling smile at the new receptionist, who blushed madly at the acknowledgement. Darien opened the door to his office hoping for some peace and quiet only to see a man dressed in bolder clothing choices than his own sitting on his chair behind the desk.
The man smirked at his friend and laughed. "Mr. Shields, remember we have a lunch date today, try not to be late."
"Jerry just stop." Darien groaned, glaring at Jerry who was still lounging on his chair. Jerry simply smiled and gave his styled blonde hair a quick tussle before standing up and doing peculiar stretching exercises and moved to the plush couch in the office.
"Live a little man. Sometimes you could be my wing-man and sometimes I swear you have a long stick up your ass. What's wrong now?" Jerry asked.
"Granddad wants me to marry." Darien exclaimed as he slammed his office door and Jerry lifted himself from his lying position on the couch and plopped on the chair across from Darien's desk and waited for his friend to rant about marriage once more.
"I'm twenty-two years old. I don't need to get married when I could easily do so when I'm thirty. Also there is Madeline, who I will marry in the late future. I want to get married on my own time not when my grandparents want me to. They keep arguing about seeing their grandchildren and what not but have they bugged my sister about it? Well of course not because she lives in Malibu on the beach house." Darien ranted to his friend, who sat and listened like he always did.
Jerry Hays was the first friend he ever had back when they were only five years old. Jerry always had his back along with his other friends he met a year after Jerry. His family owned one of the largest medicine companies in the world with herbal remedies that were from ancient times or so they claimed it to be. Jerry was glad his family could care less about what he did as long as they had the money to cover up his many scandals.
"What did they do this time?" Jerry asked nonchalantly while playing with his cell phone.
"Set me up on a business lunch to discuss about I quote my grandmother 'hobbies and what not." Darien emphasized the business as Jerry laughed at his friend's expense.
"So it's either they are setting you up with a girl that matches their standards, a therapist, or believe it or not could only be business." Jerry listed as Darien groaned.
"Relax man. Madeline knew what she was getting into and she is okay with you playing around with girls because of all the crap she puts you do and don't give me that look. If it's a girl and if she is one of those goody goody types and is not hot what so ever...let her down easy. If she has an IQ of a boulder and is drop dead gorgeous, be happy because it is an easy lay and you need it especially from that argument last week. If it is a therapist, well your grandparents finally took my advice." Jerry said patting his friend on the back and quickly avoiding his punch.
"Mr. Shields, Mr. Hays, the conference meeting is about to begin." His longtime secretary informed the two as they began to exit Darien's office space.
"So I dump the girl, do her, talk about my problems, or talk about business?" Darien asked deadpanned at his friend's absurd ideas. He wondered why he wasn't committed yet.
Darien walked into the restaurant his grandparents made him go to. He groaned and walked into the restaurant and waited for the hostess to escort him to the person he would talk about what not and his hobbies with. A red-haired girl, probably in college rushed towards him and greeted him with the hostess sunny smile.
"My name is Molly and I'll be your server this afternoon. How many?" Molly asked eagerly with a slight accent.
"I'm supposed to meet someone. I am Darien Shields..." Darien explained before Molly's eyes grew wide with recognition.
"Mr. Shields! Oh my friend was talking about meeting you! She is a miracle worker I swear." Molly yelped and led him to the outdoor area of the restaurant. Miracle worker? The over excited waitress pointed out to a petite girl sitting in the back with a blue notepad in front of her. She had extremely long blonde hair and he thought his friends had long hair. They were styled in odd pig tails with two large meatballs positioned at the top of her head. She was talking quickly with a waiter, who wore large glasses. He walked up to the small girl, who had managed to drop her glass of water on the glasses clad waiter.
"Hello." Darien greeted with confidence, so this was a date he thought at first before he met the girl's scrutinizing look.
"Taller in person, but I know plenty of girls that wear heels." The blonde girl said more to herself as she scribbled on her notepad as a reminder.
"Hello Mr. Shields, I am Serena Tsukino, your guide through this painful journey you are about to endure." Serena explained using her arms to gesture the journey. Darien stared at her oddly. So Jerry was right for once, a therapist.
"Look lady, I don't have any problems and whatever my grandmother told you is a lie and I really don't need help." Darien explained and was about to get up and leave.
"Could have fooled me." Serena muttered intending on him to hear.
"I don't need you. I am not suicidal and...I wasn't abused emotionally or physically, I have nothing for you." Darien exclaimed still standing on his feet and looking down on the girl, who was not affected at all.
"Let's see you're a player, but you have a somewhat steady girlfriend. You are rude, but at the same time polite from what your grandparents tell me. You are arrogant and I have nothing to counter that. Also I hope you won't kill yourself and cry when I tell you what I honestly think. Mr. Shields, you have plenty of problems." Serena observed as she repeated mantras in her head to tell her to calm down. Her temper has been her downfall many times and was determined not to do so especially with such an exquisite challenge.
"I don't need a therapist so buzz off." Darien said forcing a smile, mentally cursing himself at the manners his grandmother had instilled in him. Serena stared at him in disbelief ignoring her mantras now.
"I am not a therapist and if you need one I know people who are great at diagnosing your paranoia, I am practically cupid and I am here to find you your soul mate so sit your lovely butt down and hush." Serena screamed before staring at Darien and forcing herself to calm down. Darien looked at her in shock as he slowly sat down.
"Alright here is my job. I will set you up with various people you may be compatible with and see if there are any sparks. Soul mates are usually in the same area and I believe yours is out there are well." Serena explained while Darien still looked at her like she was crazy.
"Madeline Blanc is it for me. When we are both ready to settle down, we will so I don't need a nosy match maker." Darien replied coldly, but Serena looked skeptical.
"I need to see you and your honey together to see if she is who you are meant to be with and we'll see, but I promised your grandparents my word so until then I need you to cooperate with me." Serena demanded and began to plot in her mind.
"I don't need you, crazy person. I'm doing fine on my own and I don't need a meatball head to tell me who I am to marry because she or he is my supposed soul mate." Darien fumed and left the restaurant in a huff as Serena sat there thinking over his words.
"Did that prick just call me meatball head?"
"Wanda Shields is going to be pissed." Jerry said to his friend as they sat in a private booth at one of the most exclusive clubs in the nation. Darien drank his glass and glared at his friend who bursted out in laughter as he retold the events of lunchtime.
"Whatever I meant every word to that meatball head." Darien grumbled before Jerry could ask, a tall man stumbled into their booth.
"Graceful." Jerry laughed as he received a not so friendly hand gesture. Nate smirked as he got into the booth and sipped the red colored drink in his hand.
"I'm surprised you're early Benton." Darien said as his friend simply shrugged and moved his long mahogany colored hair to his back.
"Last night, not the greatest." Nate winced and Jerry did the same as Darien knew the feeling, but laughed at his expense.
"I've had those nights. When you think, wow she may be a goddess in bed only to be disappointed and realize it was beer goggles." Jerry said sympathetically, but Nate punched him for his response.
"Not that. My dad gave me the 'You are now twenty-three years old grow up' speech again." Nate complained as his friends gave him sympathetic looks because they could relate.
Nate Benton was heir to a large restaurant chain in the nation. His parents were both successful chefs, working their way up the latter until they had owned five star restaurants around the world, for the past twenty years and expected Nate to do the same once he was out of college, but Nate had other plans. He enjoyed business, but he wanted to enjoy his youth causing complications between his father and himself. He was also one of the best cooks in the galaxy probably the only thing he took from his parents.
"So Darien, Jerry says Wanda Shields set you up once more." Nate said trying to put off the subject off himself and succeeding when his friends knew what he was doing.
"It wasn't a date and grandmother was right it was business with a nosy, blonde lunatic." Darien scowled and gulped down the rest of his drink. Two men joined them in the booth and were greeted by the rest of them.
"So who was this girl?" Nate asked once more acknowledging his friends before turning his full attention back to Darien.
"Jerry how many times do I have to tell you not to text me when I am at the hospital?" One of their friends, Zane Burke, lectured but Jerry simply laughed. Zane Burke came from a long line of doctors and was following that exact path of his family tree. He was always under a lot of pressure with medical school and was the youngest out of the five.
"What are you going to do? Give me a detention." Jerry mocked his friend's status in school and laughed while greeting his other friend, Kael Pierce, glared at his friend's slap on his shoulder.
"What's up with you Kael?" Darien asked causing the rest of them to turn at him.
"Don't want to talk about it, so Shields how was your date?" Kael Pierce came from a long family of lawyers. He was like Zane, following that same path of becoming a successful lawyer. Kael was usually a stoic man because of his family's nature was to hide emotions from the world, but he with his friends, he could relax around them. He was the big brother in their small group.
"It wasn't a date. Grandmother set me up with a matchmaker." Darien glared at his empty cup as his friends took in the news.
"What about Madeline?" Zane asked as Darien shrugged.
"She said she was supposed to find me my 'soul mate'." Darien quoted
"Those don't exist, but was she worthy?" Jerry questioned Darien quite seriously, but Darien ignored the question.
"Why don't you just go with it?" Kael asked Darien, who looked at him as if he had just started to act like Jerry.
"What?" Darien was shocked by his friend's suggestion.
"He has a point. Go with it, Mrs. Shields won't be pissed, matchmaker would say Madeline is the one if you pay her enough, your grandparents won't stop it because they got a 'professional' to analyze the relationship for them, and marrying Madeline would still be in your plans only dear Wanda would not be sneering about her loudly as she walks down the aisle." Zane concluded and finished his drink.
"You treated that problem like a math equation," Nate began and placed his hand on Zane's shoulder, "I worry about you."
Darien stalked his way towards the small office building during lunch. It wasn't hard to find the damn thing with their cutesy sign, baby blue with a few clouds and a large baby cupid. He marched his way towards the only door behind the office with the name Serena Tsukino pasted on the glass and opened the door to see the blonde devil on the phone.
"I'll call you back." Serena hung up on the phone to see her challenge at her doorway.
"I'll do it." Darien scowled at Serena, who smiled as if Christmas had come early.
Review Please! I will also have Senshi x Shitennou later on.