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All righty then, here I am, Chapter 3 in hand. I'm still stuck
on "Wish Upon A Faerie Ring." Can you believe it? That story...
I just can't figure out where I want it to go. So annoying.
Anyway, this story is moving along smoothly and so I shall
write more of it to keep myself glued to the computer screen
and away from sharp objects and high windows.

Thank you to 'The Sailor Moon Hideaway' for all the information
on the Sailor Stars. Couldn't have done it without that sight
and its fabulous webmaster Philip! Visit the sight, all! Very
cool, and well laid out. And a huge thank you to ASMR for 
posting not only my fan-fiction, but everyone else's fiction
for me to read. Lilac Summers, I worship at your feet!

Also, I was surfing the Net and I found THE coolest sight for SM
lyrics, sailormusic.net/lyrics. It has a lot of Japanese songs with 
both the Japanese lyrics and the English translation. So, as I 
needed lyrics for the concert and rehersal and dance club in my 
story, I printed a whole bunch of them off. I will provide the 
English lyrics for clarity. More on the songs at the bottom.  

AN: I invented the relastionships between the Stars and Mina, 
Lita and Amy. They never dated or anything in either the 
manga or the anime. I just decided to write in the 
relationship's for fun. I have precious little of that. 
School...*shiver*

Disclaimer: Sailor Moon is the sole property of Her Royal 
Highness Naoko and Pioneer, DiC, Bandai and ADV the Very Rich Men.

All The World's A Stage
Chapter 3
Rated PG  

	Serena's step was jaunty as she headed back to her apartment. 
An afternoon off had been just what the doctor ordered...literally!
Serena giggled as she considered the expression of shock on Amy's
face when Serenahad popped in to her office earlier that afternoon.
Amy had nearly dropped a very full file before she had set in down.
Serena had quickly related the details of the afternoon, and then
pumped Amy for details about Dr. Darien Chiba. Amy had been elusive.
	
	"I don't know him that well, Serena..."
	
	"Don't give me that. I have it on good authority that you
spent and hour and a half talking to him at the Valentine's Day
Charity Ball."
	
	"Who told you that?"
	
	"Seiya, who heard it from Taiki."
	
	"We talked about genetics, not our personal lives!"
	
	"Fine. Tell me your first impressions."
	
	"He's tall..."
	
	"Not a physical impression, Ames!"
	
	"Well then you should have said so. He's intelligent, 
articulate, and cold."
	
	"Cold?"
	
	"He doesn't like emotional attachments. He kept pulling away
from his date. Not that I blame him. Her name was Ann, or something
like that. She was hanging all over him. You'd have had to be blind
not to notice how much he hated it."
	
	"Fabulous. I am supposed to spend tomorrow evening with an 
emotionless automoton," Serena muttered.
	
	Amy looked at her in suprise. "Serena, you know the word 
automoton. You USED the word automoton in a gramatically correct
sentence. Don't move, I have to write this on my calendar."
	
	"Oh, you are FUNNY. I have to go. The mall beckons. Want to
come?"
	
	"Can't. I have still have patients waiting."
	
	"'kay. I'll see you tomorrow."
	
	Amy waved as Serena headed out the door. 25 minutes and a 
brisk walk later, Serena was standing inside the mall, trying to decide 
where to start her shopping. She turned toward JCPenny, intent on her 
goal. Three hours after that, Serena was on her way home, carrying 
bags filled with 'The Dress' and matching shoes and purse. She had
also purchased a black lace choker and nylons. 

	Now Serena stood in front of her apartment building, feeling 
pleased with herself. Smiling, she turned toward the main door,
pulled out her keys and let herself in. Serena loved her apartment 
building. It was near her family and friends and it was home, 
whenever she was in Tokyo. Which wasn't often, she admitted.
The Three Lights were now an international sensation, and she loved 
working for them. The traveling, the people she met...it was all
she had dreamed about as a kid. She wouldn't trade her life
for anything.
	
	'Well, maybe for love...but please. Like THAT'S going to 
happen in the near future!'
	
	Serena laughed at herself as she climbed the winding staircase,
walked to her apartment. She paused at the door, noticing that someone  
had drapped the handles of a grocery bag aroung the knob. Serena juggled
objects until she could pick the bag up and let herself in. 

Her apartment building had originally been built as private residence 
for a wealthy European buisnessman, but he had sold the house without 
ever living in it. Now the building, known affectionatly as The House,
belonged to The Three Lights, and the permanant light and sound crew were 
allowed to live in it, free of charge. As the master electrician and
light designer, Serena had a suite to herself, complete with kitchenette, 
luxurious bathroom and kingsized bed. She kicked the front door shut 
with her foot and walked to the bedroom to put the dress away.  
Her black cat, Luna, raised her head from the couch and 
rolled onto her side, presenting her stomach and the underside of her 
chin for stroking. Serena laughed and walked into her room. Putting 
her burden on the floor, Serena turned and fell onto the bed, 
arms outstretched. 

	Serena savored the unusual quiet of the house. Normally it was 
filled with yelling and music until the early morning hours. But it was
only three o'clock in the afternoon, far to early for any of the 
operators, grips or electricians to be home. Serena grinned, thinking 
of all the people who currently lived in the house. Raye and Chad 
lived on the ground floor with their roomates. Chad roomed with 
Michael, the sound board operator, and Raye's roomie was another 
electrician named Sheridan. Nephelite, the special effects operator,
shared the third suite with a grip named Alan. Serena shared the 
upstairs with Andrew, a great guy and a talented stage manager.
He and Serena had dated a few times, but he was now dating a wonderful
girl named Rita. 

	Serena made a face when she thought about the man who would be 
living next door to her. The top floor had three suites, one for her
and one for each of the stage managers. Kunzite was not only brand new, 
he was obnoxious, he was rude and disliked by most of the crew. But 
he was also competent and efficient, so he was allowed to stay. And 
worse, he was moving in tonight. 
	
	'Oh well. Maybe he'll warm up when he's around us 24/7," Serena
thought. 'At least he'll get along with Alan and Nephelite. They don't
like the rest of us, either.'

	Serena stood to hang her dress up,and noticed the plastic bag.
Picking it up, she peered inside, and laughed. Someone (Raye, in all
liklihood) had placed an issue of People magazine in the bag. Serena
lifted the magazine out. '100 Most Elligible Bachelors!' the title
banner proclaimed. A large picture of American actor George Clooney
was on the cover. Smaller pictures of another American actor, Matt
Damon and Doctor Darien Chiba were also on the cover.

	Serena flopped down on her bed again, magazine in hand. She 
rolled over onto her stomach and opened the issue. She skimmed the 
articles about Clooney and Damon, and came to rest on the page with
a full body photograph of Doctor Darien Chiba. Smiling, she started 
to read.

	TOKYO(Jap) Doctor Darien Chiba is known 'round 
	the world for his groundbreaking reserch in the 
	field of genetics. He's rich, drop-dead gorgeous 
	and, guess what ladies, SINGLE! That's right this 
	Tokyo native has had his share of flings, but no 
	woman has yet captured his heart. The devilish
	doctor hasn't given up though! Seen in recent 
	months with beauties such as Beryl Blake, heiress
	to the famous Blake Communications fortune, our
	pick for Number 3 may not be single for long!

	
	Serena skimmed the rest of the article. It gave Darien's stats,
(Raye had given them almost verbatim from this page) and a short 
synopsis of his career. Finally, they came to his likes and dislikes.
	
	Likes: chocolate, the color black, classical music and genetics
 
	"Well, duh," Serena said, rolling her eyes.

	Strong point: Ladies first!

	"Ah, a gentleman. Perhaps chivalry isn't dead after all."
	
	Dislikes: needles, tearful begging, clinging

	"Well, that rules out virtually every female on the planet. What
red blooded female could resist a little clinging with him around?"

	Serena closed the magazine in disgust. She considered calling 
Mina for more info about the third most eligible bachelor in the world,
but decided that might look desperate. She climbed off her bed and 
strolled into the kitchen, snagging Luna along the way.

	"Well kitty, tomorrow ought to be interesting. As far as I can
see, we have nothing in common. But he does like chocolate, so 
he can't be all bad."

	Serena reached the kitchen before she realized how exhausted she 
was. 'Just a little nap before dinner. Couldn't hurt. I probably won't
sleep for more than 20 minutes anyway,' Serena thought as she left the
kitchen and headed for her bedroom. As she lay down on her bed, pulling 
a chenile blanket over herself, Luna crept up to the pillow to lay beside
her. Serena drifted off to the gentle sound of her cat purring. 

	Four and a half hours later, Serena woke to a pounding on her 
door.
	
	"What?" she yelled groggily.
	
	"Serena, it's dinner time. What are you doing in there? I've 
been calling you for three minutes!" Serena recognized Raye's voice.
	
	Stumbling to the door, Serena pulled it open, still half asleep.
	
	"I WAS sleeping, but I guess that is no longer an option," she 
grumbled, wanting to laugh at the angry expression on Raye's face.
	
	"NO WAY! Serena Tsukino, SLEEPING! Someone call the newspapers,"
Raye said sarcastically.
	
	"What is this, Make Fun Of Serena Day?" Serena mumbled.
	
	"What?"
	
	"Nothing. You said dinner?"
	
	"Yeah. In fact, I've BEEN saying it consistantly for the last
three minutes. Are you ready or what?"
	
	"Give me two minutes."
	
	"Fine. Just come down when you're ready."

	Still looking disgruntled, Raye headed down the hall. Serena 
disappeared back into her room, and pulled her hair in to the buns
and ponytails she had worn in high school. Washing her face with 
cold water and drying it took a second, and then Serena walked out the
door of her apartment and down the stairs to dinner.
*************************************************************  

	"Chiba residence."
	
	"Darien, darling, I'm so glad I caught you. I want you to ask
me to the Midnight Masquerade following the kickoff preformance of
'Northern Fantasy.'"
	
	"Beryl, I'm busy right now." Thinking about a certain blond haired
woman I only met this afternoon... "Is there any possible way we could 
talk about this later?"
	
	"No, Darien. I've been waiting for you to ask me for weeks, and 
now the party is only two days away, and I need time to shop for my 
costume. Now, are you taking me or not?"
	
	"Fine, yes, I'll take you."
	
	"Oh, good. I just KNEW you'd see it my way! Now, do you want to 
go as a couple?"
	
	"Beryl, I refuse to humiliate myself by wearing a costume. I'll
wear a tux."
	
	"Darien, you are no fun. At least wear a mask!"
	
	"Fine, fine, a plain white mask. Goodbye Beryl." 
 
	Darien hung up the phone, and penciled the masquerade in. He smiled 
wryly. Dinner tomorrow and a masqurade the night after that. His social 
calendar was going to be positively filled.
*************************************************************

	"Raye, will you pass the rice? Thank you...hey, Serena."
	
	"Chad, leave some for the rest of us...what's up Ser?"
	
	"Hi there Rena. Left work a little early today. Anything
wrong?" That comment came from Andrew. Serena smiled at him and 
shook her head as she sat down and reached for the casserole.
	
	"Ack! It's the Revenge of Meatball Head! Somebody save me!"
Raye mocked as she served herself.
	
	Serena pretended not to hear as she reached for the salad.
Carefully avoiding any and all carrots which someone might have placed 
in the salad, Serena placed some on her plate and reached for the
rice. Chad handed it to her instead of Raye, recieving a raspberry
for his trouble.
	
	"Don't stick it out if you aren't willing to share it," Chad 
smirked.
	
	Raye made a big show of sizing Chad up, moving her eyes over 
his body several times. "Tempting, but...I think I'll pass."
	
	"Ouch," Sheridan commented, reaching around Michael for
the basket of rolls.
	
	Chad clapped his hands over his heart and flopped over into
Michael's lap. Michael began to wail.
	
	"He's dead! You killed him Raye!"
	
	"A drink of water will revive him. Actually, just pour the
whole pitcher over his head. Better safe then sorry."
	
	Sheridan grinned and reached for the water. The wicked gleam 
in her eyes got Chad pushed to the ground. Chad came up and crossed his 
eyes.

	"It's a miracle!" Chad stated, his funny face sending the whole
table into gales of laughter. Suddenly Andrew looked up and stopped 
smiling. The others followed his eyes and sobered. Nephelite and Alan
were standing in the doorway, looking at the group with derision.

	"Well, well, if it isn't the cast of 'Family Ties.'" Alan sneered
	
	"Alan, you had a phone call today," Raye commented. The whole 
group stared in surprise. Raye was never so civil to Alan.
	
	"Really? Who was it?" Alan asked warily.
	
	"Your village. Their idiot is missing."
	
	Andrew snorted, Sheridan coughed, Michael grinned openly, Chad
smirked, Raye continued to look at her plate and Serena's mouth twitched.
Everyone was waiting for Raye to lay Alan out. She didn't disappoint 
them.

	"Alan, you are turning the most interesting shade of red. Perhaps
you should call your village back, so that they don't worry about you."

	Alan opened his mouth, but Nephelite stopped his words with a 
shake of his head.

	"Come along, Alan, or we'll be late. Do enjoy your dinner."

	With those words, Nephelite and Alan disappeared back into the 
foyer. The whole table listened for the tell tale shutting of the door
before they burst out laughing.

	"Priceless. Just priceless," Sheridan gasped out.
	
	"I personally cracked three ribs trying not to laugh!" Michael
added, his smile wide.
	
	"Raye, the goddess of put-downs, strikes again!" Serena proclaimed.
Raye stood and made a small bow to the table, to be greeted by applause
and cheers of 'encore, encore!' Suddenly she straightened, running into
the kitchen. Music blasted out of the speakers of the kitchen radio;

'Oh, Micky, Mickey you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, hey Mickey
Oh, Micky, Mickey you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, hey Mickey
Oh, Micky, Mickey you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, 
Yeah yeah, hey Mickey...'

	Raye bounded back into the dining room and grabbed Chad, who stood and 
started dancing with her. Sheridan and Michael stood, and began trying
to swing dance. Andrew stood, a large grin on his face. He offered his 
hand to Serena who took it with mock seriousness. Andrew pulled her
out of her chair and started to spin her around. Serena was laughing so 
hard, it was taking all her strength not to collapse in a heap on the
floor. As Andrew dipped her backward, Serena thought,

	'No way would I give this up for anything. Not even for that
mysterious guy in my dreams.'
************************************************************** 

	Seiya Kou had decided to stop by The House on his way home 
purely as an impulse. Pulling his Jaguar up to the curb, he saw 
Serena, his Number One stage mangager, his sound board operator 
and three electricians dancing madly around the dining room, with
dinner still on the table. He didn't knock, figuring they wouldn't
have heard him if he had, but he walked straight into an impromptu
party. 

'Oh, Mickey what a pity you don't understand
You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand
Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand
It's guys like you Mickey
Oh what you do Mickey, do Mickey
Don't break my heart Mickey...'

	Serena was laughing madly, her long golden ponytails flying out 
behind her. Andrew spun her around and she broke loose, whirling
around and around. Seiya reached out his arms and caught his 
friend before she crashed into the wall. Her laughing eyes met his
as Serena tried to catch her breath. Seiya smiled down at her.

	"The truth comes out! You traitors prefer American pop to
The Three Lights."
	
	"Yup!" came the reply.
	
	"I'm crushed. Truly, I am."
	
	"Shhh. Here it comes guys..." Raye shouted. The chorus to the 
popular song came blaring from the kitchen, and everyone started 
shouting the words.

'Oh, Mickey, Mickey you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, hey Mickey
Oh, Mickey, Mickey you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, hey Mickey
Oh, Mickey, Mickey you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, 
Yeah yeah, hey Mickey...'

	The song began to fade away, and everyone collapsed in their 
chairs. Raye leaned against the wall for a moment before heading 
into the kitchen to return the volume of the radio to normal. Seiya
stood in the doorway, surveying his fun loving crew.

	"So Seiya, what brings the great lead vocalist to the humble
abode of the lowly crew?" Chad asked, reaching for the rice. Raye saw 
where he was reaching, and intercepted the bowl. Chad started to 
stand, but Seiya interrupted.
	
	"Actually, two things. First: the after-show masquerade. You're
all coming, correct?"
	
	"Yeah, sure, absolutely, wouldn't miss it..." came the mumbled
replies. Serena was a noticable exception.
	
	"Serena, you have to come. It'll be fun," Sheridan said.
	
	"Yeah, Ser. Why would you want to miss rubbing elbows with the
rich and famous?" Michael questioned.
	
	"People, I never said I wasn't coming. I am coming. I designed
the lights for it," Serena quipped, a smile on her face.
	
	"Great," Seiya said, a smile on his face. "Second: Mina and 
I are having a pre-show dinner party tomorrow night. You're all 
invited, naturally."
	
	"Can't," Andrew said. "Dinner with Rita's parents."
	
	"Pass. Hot date," Michael said.
	
	"Same," Sheridan said, pointing at Michael. "We're doubling."
	
	"I'm in," said Raye.
	
	"Yeah, I'm free too. Wanna be my date, Raye?" Chad said, a 
strange sparkle in his eyes.
	
	Raye looked up, startled. "Sure, Chad." And she smiled at him.
Chad gulped, and tried to smile back. Sheridan and Michael smirked, 
while Andrew, Seiya and Serena looked on with interest. Serena, to
her shame, felt a twinge of envy, which she quickly supressed.

	'I would give anything to have someone look at me the way 
Chad looks at Raye.' 

	Serena managed a smile, but started when she felt a hand on 
her shoulder. She looked up into Seiya's eyes and saw understanding
and love. Serena smiled again, her eyes soft and warm. Seiya squeezed 
her shoulder and then removed his hand.

	"I have to go. I'll see you all tomorrow at rehersal," Seiya
said, walking toward the door.
	
	"Bye, sir," Michael said, as all attention returned to dinner.
Seiya heard mumbled goodbye's from the others as he headed toward the 
door. A hand on his arm stopped him from leaving. Seiya turned in 
surprise and looked down into Serena's crystal blue eyes.

	"Thank you, Seiya. For being my friend and for understanding 
and...for just being you."
	
	"Not a'tall my dear," Seiya said. "Walk me to my car?"

	Serena nodded, and they walked out into the night. 

	"You are still planning on dinner tomorrow." It wasn't a 
question. Serena sighed and nodded.
	
	"I still think it's a horrible idea, though. Dr. Darien Chiba
is NOT my type."
	
	"How can you be so sure of that? You barely know the man."
	
	"You don't know him much better, but you seem to think we are 
perfect for each other."
	
	"You are."
	
	"Oh really? Name one thing we have in common."
	
	"You are both work-a-holics."
	
	"Well, there you have it. I can't believe I didn't see how
compatible we were before." Serena's beautiful voice dripped with 
sarcasm. 
	
	"Don't be like that. Give the guy a chance."
	
	"I think you're confused. It's HIM who won't look twice at ME.
Have you seen the women he dates? Long hair, long legs, hour-glass
figures. Not to mention rich. I am not his type."
	
	Seiya looked at Serena in amazment, his mind focusing on the
last two sentences of her speech. 

	'It's not possible that she doesn't know how beautiful she is.
SOMEONE has to have told her. I know I have, but she shrugs it off.
How can she have missed the way guys look at her when she walks down 
the street?'
	
	"Hello? Earth to Seiya. Paging Seiya. Are you still with me?"
Serena's voice penetrated Seiya's shock. He looked at her with a 
bemused expression on his face. Serena frowned at him, causing his
bewilderment to turn into laughter.

	"Don't worry, Serena. I think you and Darien will have a LOT
in common. See you tomorrow," Seiya said, sliding into his car. 
Serena shook her head and walked back inside. As Seiya pulled away, 
he smiled to himself.

	'Tomorrow night ought to be interesting. You never know, Darien
might be just what Serena is looking for.'
************************************************************

The next day...

	Serena wanted a nap. A long nap. 100 years just might do the
trick. Her head hurt, her legs hurt, and if she wasn't much mistaken,
her hair was beginning to hurt. The rehersal was going poorly, and had 
been going poorly from the first '1,2,3,4...'. Kunzite
and Andrew were giving the grips conflicting directions, the speakers
were picking up major feedback and Serena was running everywhere trying 
to keep the whole thing together. The lights, on the other hand, were 
fabulous. Zoysite had come down with the flu, but his assistant, Melvin,
had been right there, waiting for orders. Melvin was brilliant, and 
Serena found it incredibly refreshing to work with a light board 
operator who knew what was what. Serena had already made a mental 
note to discuss Melvin with Seiya. With any luck at all, Melvin 
would replace Zoysite permenently. 

	Serena grimaced as yet another bout of feedback came wailing
over the speakers. Nephlite grimaced as he walked past, and Serena 
saw that Raye and Chad had earmuffs on. The two were on the catwalk, 
making certain that all the lights were perfect. Serena smiled at 
their dedication. The Three Lights were playing perfectly, but the
sound equipment had a mind of its own. Serena sank into a plastic 
chair and began massaging her temples as she listened to one of the
songs. 

Route Venus (by Takeutchi Naoko)

Open that door
In the time that's left
Take a deep breath
Lift your eyes
Stare straight ahead
Give your last kiss
And start running

Truth is
A wind
The dark is being torn away
Your heart is stopping
The roads are splitting
Destiny's Star has decided
Your choice is
The white ROUTE
We soar to the future
Don't be mislead

The sea spreads out
The wind shakes you
It's a little cold but still
Start running

Your duty
Don't forget
Who you love most
It's hard, but
looking away from here
The desert's dawn

Open that window
It's your turn
to start
Close your eyes
you wanted this
Last night's kiss
Remember it

The truth is
The sky
The darkness is collapsing
Your heart isn't
The roads are separating
The star of fate is decided
My chosen

Blue route
The towering darkness
don't forget

Morning dawns
People are moving
It's a little frightening, but still

Start running

My duty
Don't forget
Who you love most
It hurts, but
I'm looking from this place
At the desert's dawn

The sea spreads out
The wind shakes you
It's a little cold but still
Start running

	In the middle of the song, the feedback stopped. Serena turned
around in time to see Michael raise his arms over his head in victory.
The grips started giving each other high fives and Serena closed her 
eyes and allowed her tortured neck muscles to relax. The Lights finished
'Route Venus' and stepped off the stage. The crew broke into applause,
with whoops and whistles of approval coming from all. Serena thought 
about clapping, but decided she was too tired to care. 

	"Kay, everybody. That's a wrap!" Andrew called.
	
	"Don't you think they should sing a few more songs? Just to make
sure the kinks are all worked out of the system?" Kunzite asked, eyes
cold. 
	
	"Kunzite, look at my people. They are ready to drop!"
	
	"Well, 'your people' will be out of a job if there is any feedback 
at tomorrow's concert."

	Andrew and Kunzite faced off. Andrew was as angry as Serena had 
ever seen him. It was definitly time to step in. Serena proped a leg up 
on the seat in front of her and opened her mouth.

	"Are the two of you finished? Because if you'd like to continue
spraying the stage with testosterone, by all means, continue." Neither
Kunzite or Andrew said a word. "I'll take that as a yes. Seiya, Taiki, 
Yaten, could you please sing one more song so that we can test our
newly repaired sound system? After that, we can all go home."

	Her speech finished, Serena leaned back and closed her eyes. 
The crew and The Lights stared at her. Serena rarely asserted her
authority that way. Seiya smiled.

	"You heard the lady. One more song, guys."

	Yaten and Taiki grinned and noddded, mounting the stage steps.
The three called their drummer over and bent their heads in. Seiya 
asked the drummer a question, and she nodded. Yaten laughed and Taiki
shook his head. With nods they adjourned to their places; Yaten to 
the keyboard and Taiki to the guitar. But their drummer, a woman named 
Kakyuu, moved to the mike, and Seiya sat down behind the drum set. He 
raised the sticks high and tapped them together 

	"1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4!"

	Kakyuu bent her head to the mike and started to sing.

Mickey (Toni Basil)

'Oh, Micky, Mickey you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, hey Mickey
Oh, Micky, Mickey you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, hey Mickey
Oh, Micky, Mickey you're so fine,
You're so fine you blow my mind, hey Mickey, 
Yeah yeah, hey Mickey...'
   
Hey Mickey
You've been around all night and that's a little long
You think you've got the right but I think you've got it wrong
Why can't we say goodnight? So you can take me home, Mickey

Cause when you say you will, it always means you won't
You're givin' me the chills, baby, please baby don't
Every night you leave me all alone Mickey

Oh, Mickey what a pity you don't understand
You take me by the heart when you take me by the hand
Oh Mickey, you're so pretty, can't you understand
It's guys like you Mickey
Ooh what you do Mickey, do Mickey
Don't break my heart Mickey...'

 	Serena looked up at Michael, who looked shocked, then amused.
As she watched he started to dance in the sound booth. She shook her 
head and started to laugh. Andrew was laughing too, his anger 
forgotten, while Kunzite, whose move had been delayed for unknown
reasons, looked completly confused. Nephelite and Alan were looking 
at The Lights like they had taken off their clothes and started to 
dance the hula. The song continued, with all the crew joining in for 
the shouted chorus. The walls of Rikashi Stadium shook with music
and laughter.
**********************************************************

	Two hours later, Serena was dressed and ready to go. She was 
catching a cab from The House to Seiya and Mina's apartment, and
was waiting for the driver to arrive. In a moment of anxiety, Serena
checked her outfit again. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror.
The Dress was absolutely perfect. It was black silk with black lace
sewn over it. The material hugged her curves and the scoop neck was
a perfect combination of modest and revealing. The black lace choker
and rhinestone earrings complimented the outfit, as did the black 
flats and tights. Smiling, Serena wiped a dab of mascara from 
underneath her eye and patted her hair, which she had pulled into a 
loose bun on top of her head. Curled streamers framed her face.
All in all, Serena was very pleased with the effect. It was perfect 
for a night of dancing and fun. Serena smiled and gave a little shiver 
of excitement. Seiya was right. She needed to do this more often.
A knock at the door signaled that her cab had arrived.

	'No turning back now,' she thought, and stepped out the door.
***********************************************************************

	So by now I'm sure that everyone is thinking 'So when do we get 
to the mushy romance?' Fear not, dear readers, the action begins in 
Chapter 4. Stay tuned for 'Days of our Lives.' Kidding, kidding.
Some of you may have noticed that Princess Kakyuu became the 
drummer for The Three Lights. I had to put her in, as I cannot
see The Lights without her. So there she is. 

	Also, 'People' Magazine (one step up from the National 
Enquirer) did have a '100 Most Eligible Bachelor' issue. I
know because I read it. George Clooney was Number One, but I
think Matt Damon was Number 3. Darien was not on the list *sob*.
I know, I know, he's not a bachelor. But I can dream, no? 

Song info:

'Route Venus' is Sailor Venus's Image Song from Season R. It was 
written by Naoko Takeuchi and was translated by Dan Kingsbury. I
got it off of sailormusic.net/lyrics

'Mickey' was written and preformed by Toni Basil. I got the lyrics
off of starfox.simplenet.com/mickeylyrics.html (The song is also the
#1 One Hit Wonder of all time according to the VH1 countdown. I 
just love this song. Betcha couldn't tell.)

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