InTheElevatorof

Bunny was startled by the sudden noise of the clock on the wall. After jumping a few inches off her seat, she flipped over backwards bringing the stool with her. She landed flat on her back. After she regained her composure, she managed to glare at the clock. She stood up, pulling the stool with her, and fixed her nice business suit by brushing off the dust. 'I must remember to sweep the floor when I come home,' she thought.

Sighing, Bunny grabbed her black jacket and headed out the door, locking it behind her. She walked down the hall of her apartment building humming a tune and her jacket swinging side to side in her arms. She looked at the closed doors as she passed and ignored the click, click of her heels as she walked. She stepped infront of the elevator and pushed the down button. She rocked back and forth on her heels, waiting for the elevator, and absentmindedly wondered why she lived on the top floor of her building.

The elevator dinged, bringing Bunny out of her simple thoughts. She started to hum again as the doors opened, but as soon as they opened and she spotted who else was in the elevator, her face twisted with disgust.

"Morning," she replied, with disdain soaking her voice. She stepped onto the elevator and made sure to stand on the opposite side as far away from the ebony haired man.

"Morning," he replied as the doors closed. Darien sighed and turned towards the wall hoping to ignore the blonde on the other side of the box. 'What's with her anyway,' he thought, catching a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye. 'I never did anything to her. Why is she so distant? I don't think it suits her. She's too.....beautiful. Yeah, beautiful,' he thought, which caused a smile to creep into his face.

"What're you so happy about?" Bunny questioned, nonchalant. "There isn't-!"

Bunny didn't finish her sentence because the elevator stopped suddenly, causing her to trip over her own feet when she tried to correct her balance. She squeezed her eyes shut, preparing for a hard floor to meet her, but it never came. Instead, she fell into something softer than the floor and a lot warmer.

"Are you okay?" came the worried tone of the being who caught her. Bunny glanced up from the blue of Darien's shirt to the blue of Darien's eyes. She blinked a few times at him and closed her mouth after she realized it was open.

She stood up and adjusted her suit before clearing her throat. "Yeah.....fine," she answered, a little distracted. "What happened?"

"The elevator stopped," he muttered, walking over to the console. He began pushing random numbers, hoping to get the elevator moving again. "It's not working," he answered, slightly stunned.

"What do you mean it's not working?!!" Bunny yelled, shoving Darien out of the way lightly. "I have a meeting with a client in 15 minutes!!! It has to work!!" Bunny began pushing all the buttons very quickly. She, after discovering the buttons weren't going to work, started to pound on the console to no avail. "Stupid....piece...of...," she muttered, her face twisting in confusion and frustration. She slumped to the floor and put her head in her hands to hide her tears of frustration.

Darien bent down behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. She brushed him off and wiped her eyes with the backs of her hands. "Great....that's just what I need," she said, her voice deadpanned. "My enemies feeling sorry for me. Poor old Bunny. She's got problems, they all say. She's a baby and a klutz, they all say. So, I don't need *you* to pity *me*, all right?" she hugged her shoulders tightly as she looked at her lap.

"I'm your enemy?" Darien questioned, more to himself than to Bunny. "If I offended you.....but enemy?" He was too shocked to say anything more. Darien moved to the other side of the box and sat in a corner. He decided he wouldn't say anything more.

Bunny got up and began to pace. She had no idea what she was going to do or *could* do. She sighed and stopped pacing, deciding it wasn't doing and good. She glanced over at the other person in the elevator, Darien. He sat Indian-style with his arms crossed across his chest. He was apparently deep in the thought by the way he was staring at the wall. 'What compelled me to say that?' she thought, solemnly, as she studied his face. 'Sure, he teases me and makes fun of me, but that doesn't make him my enemy does it? He's not that mean, at least I don't think so. He's even kinda cute, when he's not being a jerk,' she smiled, sheepishly. She sighed and was just about to say something, but the lights went out.

Bunny fell to the floor with a thump and began to shudder. She pulled her legs close to her body and wrapped her arms around her legs. A few things were very bad here. One thing was Bunny was claustrophobic. And besides her fears of lightning, thunder, spiders, and snakes, she was afraid of the dark because it was so closely related to closed spaces. Second, she knew this was a small area because it's a elevator and the darkness was much worse than usual because there wasn't even a hint of moonlight to guide her way.

Nobody, except Bunny, knows how she got her two main fears. Well, when Bunny was younger, her mother used to lock her in the cupboard under the stair when she was bad. One time when she was 9 or so, she was so upset from crying, and the dust didn't help much either, that she started hyperventilating while inside the cupboard. Her mother didn't know and Bunny passed out. She ended up in the hospital for a week with several inhalers. Well, let's just say her mother never did that again.

"D-Darien? A-Are you th-there?" Bunny stuttered out, frightened. Silence answered her question and she felt her eyes go wet. "Darien please....you don't understand..."

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