Hey all!! Here is my special Christmas 
fanfic. For those of you who don't know me, I 
am a fanfic writer with a story on A Sailor 
Moon Romance. I haven't done much with that 
one lately though so you might not be 
familiar with it. Anyways, I wanted to give a 
Serena/Darien fanfic for the season. As you 
know Sailor Moon is mine alone!!!! NOT!!!!!!! 
I wish but it doesn't. Enjoy this.
MAS

MERRY*CHRISTMAS*MERRY*CHRISTAMS*MERRY*CHRISTMAS

Finding Christmas Love-Part One-pg
	Serena woke up with a yawn on the first 
of December. She knew tat she didn't have to 
go to school yet still she wasn't very 
cheery. Her large room seemed only to enclose 
her and imprison her. She looked at the pink 
walls filled with pictures and posters of 
bunnies and then down at the black fuzz ball 
still asleep beside her. She tried to smile 
as she dragged herself up. After showering 
she went down and ate breakfast alone since
everyone else had long since eaten. She had 
put on a red skirt and white top to go with 
the holiday season. She decided to go to the 
park and sketch some of the scenes. It was so 
beautiful at that time of the year and she 
knew that she could get some good drawings. 
	She walked slowly down the sidewalk, 
which was extremely new for her, past the 
bustling arcade giving a small wave to Andrew 
and to the colorful park. Some of the autumn 
leaves were still on the trees and the cold 
crisp wind was tugging on them along with the 
people who still walked in the park even 
though the weather was very nippy. Serena saw 
a couple of winter birds dancing and wasn't 
watching where she was going. Soon she had 
run into someone. "Watch it Meatball Head," 
said the ebony hair man before her. No one 
had fallen but she was still gonna get chewed 
out. "You didn't seem to be paying much 
attention either! I wasn't going fast at all 
Darien." She retorted. Soon they were in a 
usual argument. "Look Darien I'm not in the 
mood to put up with your insults and teasing 
and taunting and all of the rude things you 
have to say. I'm sick of having to be 'sweet 
Serena' and 'understanding Serena' who can't 
let things hurt her. I am only human Darien 
and I'm not gonna sit here and listen to you 
mock me when I have done nothing wrong and if 
you can't for once at least be cordial then 
just  DON'T TALK TO ME!!" Serena ran off in tears. She had been putting up with put downs 
from family, friends, and even guys like 
Darien who didn't even know her. She stopped 
by the lake unaware that Darien had followed.
	Darien was more than surprised to see 
Serena running off crying after his comments. 
He didn't want to hurt her but teasing just 
came so easily. If he didn't do that he found 
himself having different thoughts about her, 
but he just pushed that out of his mind. This 
was Serena, Meatball Head. Him like her? 
Impossible. He didn't like to see Serena so 
upset though and went after her with the 
quietness he had learned from being Tuxedo 
Mask. He saw her slowing at the lake and just 
collapsing at the edge. 
	She dropped her sketch pad by the crystal 
clear waters of the lake and buried her head 
into her hands and let out quiet sobs. These 
sobs weren't the ear racking sobs that she 
had when she fell or Raye was teasing her but 
tears of pure despair, tears that had been 
welling up in her for fourteen years. These 
sobs racked her body but there were barely 
audible. She just wanted for it all to end. 
Her depression was welling up in her and she 
could only think of ways to make the pain in. 
Serena gingerly touch the ice could water 
that was only a few degrees above freezing. A 
few minute in that water would numb anyone. 
All of them from the bruises caused from 
clumsiness to the bruises that ate away at 
her soul fro her 'friends.' The same friends 
that had constantly taunted her, told how 
useless she was. Ever since she had 
discovered that she was Sailor Moon and 
leader of the Sailor Scouts she had been 
taxed to the max. No, she wasn't academic, 
no, she wasn't graceful, and no maybe she 
wasn't the most outstanding leader for the 
scouts but she was still a person and still 
tried her hardest. Serena just wanted the 
pain to end. She wanted all of the hurts and 
sorrows to disappear. Serena felt the water 
again and without thinking, got up and 
jumped in.
	Darien was surprised to say the least 
when he saw the sorrowful girl get up and 
jump into the freezing lake. After a second 
of getting over the initial shock he ran to 
the edge looking for a sign of the blond who 
had just been there. All he saw were some air 
bubbles coming out of the water a few feet 
away. Darien jumped in and swam toward the 
red skirt he saw a few feet below him. When 
he finally found the thin girl, he grabbed 
her and pulled her to the surface and onto the shoreline where she had been previously 
sitting.  After finding a pulse, Darien 
started to try to get her to breath through 
CPR. Soon she had spit out some water and was 
coughing. The freezing clothes clung to her 
and her wet hair matted against her face. 
Darien picked up the still woozy girl and 
took her to his apartment.
	Serena wok in the heat of a oversized, 
wool shirt, thick pants, and a stack of warm 
blankets. She saw her wet clothes hanging 
next to another set in the corner of a large 
room. The heater was on full blast and her feet were in a bucket of hot water. She 
looked around trying to figure out where she
was when she heard someone behind her. Serena 
turned quickly to see Darien dressed in 
similar clothes with two cups of hot cocoa.
	Darien had taken down Serena's hair and 
blown it dry when they got to his apartment. 
He also had the embarrassing job of changing her 
into dry clothes. Serena slept through all of 
this and he wondered if he should take her to 
the doctor. After fixing her up he had gotten 
dry and warm but was still more worried about 
Serena. Being Tuxedo mask let him know that 
he was more immune to things than other 
people. He noticed a mop of blond hair raise 
up over the couch and Darien took a couple of 
hot cocoas for them to drink and warm her up. 
	Darien sat next to an astonished Serena 
and handed her a one of the steamy cups. They 
sat in silence for a few minutes drinking 
until Darien had to ask the question that was 
plaguing his mind, "Serena, why did you jump 
into that freezing lake?" Serena froze in 
place for a moment before responding, "I 
wanted to be numb. I wanted the water to numb 
away all of the hurt and fears inside of me. 
I wanted all of the sorrow and depression to 
leave even if it meant I couldn't feel and 
the cold water would do that, It would numb 
my brain, my body, my heart, and my soul. No 
one could hurt me then. Now I get to ask the 
question. Why did you bring me out? I the 
numbness was starting to take over and I 
didn't have to feel the pain."
	Darien looked at the beautiful girl beside him but instead of seeing the usual cheeriness and brightness in her large blue 
eyes, he saw sadness, longing, and despair. 
"You would have died if I had left you. I was 
watching for a nearby bush after you ran off 
and I saw you jump in and start to drown." 
	Serena was shocked. Drowned? No, she 
wouldn't of died. She was just staying below a 
little longer than Darien expected and what 
right did he have to spy on her? "Darien, I 
would have been fine. I can take care of 
myself and I don't need rude obnoxious jerks 
like you watching over me like a little kid 
to make sure of that. Don't ever spy on me 
again." With that Serena attempted to get up 
but fell right back down.
	Darien was getting mad at Serena for 
thinking that what she did was perfectly fine 
and then getting mad at him for watching over 
her. Darien caught the petite girl when she 
fell from her attempt to walk away. "Do you 
still think you would have been FINE? Serena, 
you were unconscious under water and weren't 
breathing when I brought you out. If I hadn't 
of been there you would be DEAD right now!!"
	Serena pulled away from Darien and used 
all of her strength and the support of the 
couch to stand up. "Do you think that that 
would have been so horrible? What's the use 
of living if you're a useless klutz that no 
one wants to be around? The 'Meatball head' 
that nobody loves? Why should I want to live? 
Would you want to live that way? All of your 
'friends' constantly telling you what you're 
no ant what you're doing wrong. You're 
parents constantly nagging at you because 
you're not the super genius they want. You 
having people you don't even really know 
shoving insult after insult at you. That's my 
life Darien and it doesn't sound worth living 
to me. Does that sound like a life you would 
want to live?
	Darien stared at Serena who now had tears 
welling back up in her eyes. "No, Serena, 
that's not a life worth living but I'm living 
one similar to it everyday. Do you think that 
I have hoards of people dying to be with me? 
Andrew is all I have. I have no love in my 
life but I have learned to cope. Don't 
commit suicide because you don't think that 
enough people love you because I know that 
feeling and life is worth more. I have not 
had someone other than Andrew care about me 
since when I can't even remember. Since 
before I woke up with amnesia in a hospital 
parent-less. Someone out there will love you. 
you just have to find that someone." Darien 
explained his whole story calmly and with 
deep sincerity. Serena stared at the guy who 
had always tormented her, always teased her 
and fond a common bond. Lack of love. "Okay, 
Darien. I won't try anything else stupid but 
I can't go back to them, I can't go back to 
all of the people who have made my life 
miserable." 
	Darien nodded at the desperate girl 
beside her.  "You are welcome to stay here if 
you like. My couch is your couch," he said to 
Serena getting a small smile out of her. 
	She snuck in to her room and packed her 
bags. She didn't make a sound since she was 
used to having to make noiseless entrances 
for scout business. She placed out the 
Christmas gifts she had bought for her 
family wrapped in metallic paper. The blond 
girl took one last look at her room of 
fourteen years and quickly left without 
leaving a note or reason. 

MERRY*CHRISTMAS*MERRY*CHRISTAMS*MERRY*CHRISTMAS
I know it's a wired place to leave but I 
think it builds suspense. I will try to get 
the next part out next week.
Good, Bad? Praise, Flames? Either one send to 
Trying_poet@hotmail.com  I'll try to get the 
next part in soon.
MAS :)