Title: Don't Save It All
Author: Mistic
Email: mistic@flash.net
Rating: G
Part 1/1
@) ~ ~ ~ ~
People of all ages rushed rashly down the crowded
sidewalks of Tokyo's busy shopping district, barely noticing
the heavy clouds and blistering wind. How could anyone
notice something as trivial as the weather when their minds
were busy going over lists of presents and chores? In all the
confusion and merriment of the season, how could anyone
notice the long figure of a brooding young man, left
untouched by the spirit of Christmas?
~*~
Don't get so busy that you miss
Giving just a little kiss
To the ones you love
~*~
The young man trudged down the sidewalk, kicking up
invisible snow as he went. He kept his sapphire eyes upon
the ground, not wanting to see the happy faces of children
and lovers as they found that perfect gift. It hurt far too
much to even think of Christmas.
~*~
Don't even wait a little while
To give them just a little smile
A little is enough
~*~
"Why," the young man questioned the world silently,
"Why am I always alone? Why can't I ever find someone..."
~*~
See how many people are crying
Some people are dying
How many people are asking for love
~*~
"Hey, Darien," a young man of about 19 called to the
lone figure just entering the bustling arcade.
"Hey," Darien mumbled back, taking a seat at the
crowded counter and immediately burying his head in his
arms with a sigh.
"Okay, what's wrong," Andrew inquired, setting a cup of
coffee in front of his dark haired friend.
No response came from Darien. Instead, he just lifted
his head and took the warm mug in between numb hands.
After a short time of just staring at the swirling black liquid,
he took a quick sip, hissing gently at the intense heat on his
tongue. He had hoped it would warm his numb body; however, he
only succeeded in burning his tongue.
"This just isn't my day," Darien muttered, pushing the
mug away from him with a dejected sigh.
"What happened?" Andrew inquired gently, trying to
get his best friend to be open with his feelings. He had a
nagging suspicion that he already knew what was wrong; however,
he could only hope that his instincts were wrong.
"I just haven't had a very good day," Darien sighed,
unable to meet the gaze of his life long friend, "You know
how it is for me around this time of year. All those happy
faces... I-I'm just tired... tired of being alone..."
~*~
So don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
To give a little love everyday
~*~
A short time later, Darien sighed dejectedly as he slid
off the old fashion, red and chrome barstool. Even talking to
his best friend did not seem to be helping today.
"I better be going," Darien sighed once more, offering a
week smile to the blonde haired arcade owner, "See you
around."
"Yeah, see ya," Andrew murmured, watching his friend
with sad eyes. "Merry Christmas."
Andrew watched as Darien slowly wandered out the
door. His shoulders were slumped in defeat, and his stride
seemed almost labored. Where pride would have once
shown in his stance and posture only wariness remained.
Not even a small smile graced Darien's lips as he turned the
corner out of Andrew's sight.
'Poor guy.' Andrew thought picking up Darien's nearly
full coffee mug. 'He deserves so much more...especially at
this time of year... God, if you're there, please help my
friend. He really doesn't deserve to be alone all the time...'
~*~
Don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
'Cause holiday's have come and gone
But love lives on
If you give on
Love
~*~
"Oooo-I'm going to be sooo late!" A young girl of
about sixteen cried as she ran headlong down the street, not
paying much attention to what was ahead of her...
Less than a block away, Darien trudged slowly down
the crowded sidewalk. His head was down, and his mind
seemed to be among the clouds. He barely noticed anything
at all, allowing his feet to take him anywhere they wanted.
He just did not care anymore...
Within moments, the two unsuspecting teenagers
collided, sending them both sprawling onto the ground in a
heap of tangle limbs. Several onlookers did not even pause
in their shopping as they passed the two stunned teens. To
a casual observer, it seemed as though these two ran into
each other often-literally.
~*~
How could you wait another minute
A hug is warmer when you're in it
Oh, baby that's a fact.
~*~
"Uh, my head..."
'So warm...' Darien thought unconsciously tightening his
arms around the young girl's waist, unaware of their
compromising position. 'So familiar...'
'Like I've been here before,' thought the young girl with a
small smile, 'I could stay here forever...'
"GET A ROOM, YOU TWO!!!"
"WHAA-"
And with that, the couple hurriedly scrambled to their
feet and jumped a good three feet away from each other. A
blush covered her cheeks as Darien coughed uneasily,
trying to hide a blush of his own. Both stood unspeaking
before the other not sure what to say but knowing they
needed to say something.
~*~
And saying I love you's always better
Seasons, reasons they don't matter
So don't hold back
~*~
"Serena-I-"
"Darien-I-"
A giggled erupted from the blonde, and a dazzling smile
graced her light pink lips. A small smile tugged at the
corners of Darien's mouth as he found himself lost within the
charms of the nymph before him.
~*~
See how many people in this world
So needful in this world
How many people are praying for love
~*~
An uncomfortable silence fell upon the young couple as
they gazed into each other's eyes. Neither one knew what
to do or what to say next. Never before in their lives had
either of them felt so complete and yet so lost all at once.
Tension hung heavy in the air until finally Mother Nature
stepped in, raining tiny white snowflakes upon the unsure
couple.
~*~
So don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
To give a little love every day
~*~
"Serena-" Darien ventured taking a step forward, "are
you all right? I-I didn't hurt you-did I?"
"Huh-oh, I'm fine," Serena replied softly, unable to
meet Darien's sapphire gaze as she unconsciously babied
her left hand, "Just a little sore."
Instantaneously, Darien moved to stand beside the
shorter girl and took her hand in his. Slowly, he inspected it,
searching for anything that might cause the girl to cradle it so
carefully. What he found made Darien gasp in surprise.
Because, there on her once perfect palm, was a nasty scrap
that ran from the base of the thumb clear across her hand. It
bled but not profusely, which offered Darien some relief but
only a little. A little sliver of guilt blossomed within Darien's
heart, causing him to cringe.
"This is all my fault," Darien started trailing off. Slowly,
he lifted his gaze to gather his bearings. When he saw a tall,
grayish-white building a short ways a way, his face broke
into a smile, and he gently took Serena's uninjured hand in
his own. He gave her a quick tug and stated, almost gruffly,
"Come on; we need to get that cleaned up."
"Darien," Serena gasped, trying to wriggle her hand free
as he tried to lead her down the street, "I can take care of it."
"Serena," Darien almost pleaded, his eyes begging for
understanding, "I need to do this-to help you... I've been
so awful..."
"But, Darien-" Serena started but trailed off as she
gazed into pleading sapphire pools as deep as the ocean.
"Okay, it's not like the girls are waiting for me, anyway...
Umm, so where are we going?"
Darien just smiled as he held Serena's warm hand in
his just a little tighter. "My apartment."
~*~
Don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
~*~
"Stay here for a moment," Darien commanded a short
time later, pointing to the counter and offering a smile at
Serena's slightly panicked look, "I'll be right back."
"Okay," Serena mumbled as she watched Darien slip
down a hall off to the left side of the little kitchen in which
she stood. After a few moments of quiet contemplation,
Serena did as Darien had asked and hopped up onto the
counter where she waited for him to return, rather
impatiently.
'How did I get myself into this situation?' Serena asked
herself silently, surveying the small immaculate kitchen.
Everything, she noted, had a place. The sink was empty
next to her and there were no dishes, pots, pans, silverware,
etc. out on the counter to suggest a person even lived here.
Serena sighed, Guess I'll just have to deal with it.
A few moments later, Darien returned holding a small
first aid kit in his hands. A small smile lit his features,
making Serena gasp a little bit. She had never seen this
man smile so much and to have those smiles be directed at
her nearly took her breath away.
~*~
'Cause holidays have come and gone
But love lives on
~*~
Gently, silently Darien took Serena's injured hand in his
own and began to dab it carefully with a wet wash cloth.
Shivers moved along Serena's spine at his touch and the
tenderness in Darien's sapphire gaze as he worked on
cleaning her cut. When the alcohol stung the wound, she
could not help but hiss at the momentary shock of pain.
However, the pain gave way moments later to more chills as
Darien blew gently on the wound.
"Sorry," Darien mumbled as he started digging in the first
aide kit for the right size band-aide; however, Serena was not
listening to him. Instead, she was concentrating on quieting
her thundering heart. Never in her life had she felt such
intense emotions from a simple touch. It scared her half to
death and yet excited her at the same time...
~*~
If you give on
Love
~*~
"There, all done." Darien exclaimed moments later,
breaking Serena's silent retrieve.
"Huh-oh," Serena started gently pulling her hand away,
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." Darien murmured gently, another
small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Silence fell upon the couple as they stared into each
other's eyes for the longest moment. Again, for the second
time that day, they found themselves at a loss for words.
There was so much to be said, yet neither one knew how to
begin.
"Umm.... I better be going," Serena whispered after a
time, dragging her eyes away from Darien's intense gaze to stare
at the floor. "My mother will be worried," she started trailing
off.
"I-I'll-you're probably right." Darien stammered in
defeat.
"Thank you."
"Huh-"
"For being so kind to me," Serena stated awkwardly,
dragging her eyes back to meet Darien's sad gaze.
"You're welcome."
"Well, I best be on my way."
"Do you have to?" Darien whined, his eyes silently
begging Serena to stay.
"My mother's waiting..." Serena started but faltered at
the look of sadness in Darien's eyes.
"I-I understand." Darien sighed dejectedly.
~*~
So let all the children know
Everywhere that they go
Their whole life long
Let them know love
~*~
"How about you come with me?" Serena inquired
gently as inspiration struck, "That way you won't have to be
alone... I'm sure she wouldn't mind having company for
tonight."
"But-"
"No buts, Darien. I owe you one," Serena giggled,
"besides my mother always complains that no one ever
comes over, and I know she would like to meet you.
Especially, after all that I have told her..." Suddenly, Serena
stopped mid-sentence and blushed profusely. 'Almost let my
secret out,' she thought, 'her cheeks still burning. I can't let
him know I like him...'
A small smile tugged at Serena's slight blush; how
could he refuse this girl anything? Darien nodded slightly as
he took Serena's other hand and helped her off the counter.
"In that case, I would be delighted."
Serena just smiled as she and Darien left the apartment
arm in arm. A growing sense of peace and love budding
within both of their hearts. Maybe, just maybe, Christmas
wouldn't be so bad after all...
~*~
So don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
To give a little love everyday
Don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
'Cause holiday's have come and gone
But love lives on
If you give on
Love
~*~
~Fin~
Hope you liked it.
Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon are
(c) Naoko Takeuchi, Bandai, Kodansha,
Toei Animation, etc.
The song "Don't save it all for Christmas"
is owned by Avalon and (c) 1998 WB Music
Corp., Make it Rock, Annotation Music, ASCAP,
Warnertamerlane Publishing, Connotation Music,
Pez Music, BMI, Sony, ATV Songs, SACAP
Author: Mistic
Email: mistic@flash.net
Rating: G
Part 1/1
@) ~ ~ ~ ~
People of all ages rushed rashly down the crowded
sidewalks of Tokyo's busy shopping district, barely noticing
the heavy clouds and blistering wind. How could anyone
notice something as trivial as the weather when their minds
were busy going over lists of presents and chores? In all the
confusion and merriment of the season, how could anyone
notice the long figure of a brooding young man, left
untouched by the spirit of Christmas?
~*~
Don't get so busy that you miss
Giving just a little kiss
To the ones you love
~*~
The young man trudged down the sidewalk, kicking up
invisible snow as he went. He kept his sapphire eyes upon
the ground, not wanting to see the happy faces of children
and lovers as they found that perfect gift. It hurt far too
much to even think of Christmas.
~*~
Don't even wait a little while
To give them just a little smile
A little is enough
~*~
"Why," the young man questioned the world silently,
"Why am I always alone? Why can't I ever find someone..."
~*~
See how many people are crying
Some people are dying
How many people are asking for love
~*~
"Hey, Darien," a young man of about 19 called to the
lone figure just entering the bustling arcade.
"Hey," Darien mumbled back, taking a seat at the
crowded counter and immediately burying his head in his
arms with a sigh.
"Okay, what's wrong," Andrew inquired, setting a cup of
coffee in front of his dark haired friend.
No response came from Darien. Instead, he just lifted
his head and took the warm mug in between numb hands.
After a short time of just staring at the swirling black liquid,
he took a quick sip, hissing gently at the intense heat on his
tongue. He had hoped it would warm his numb body; however, he
only succeeded in burning his tongue.
"This just isn't my day," Darien muttered, pushing the
mug away from him with a dejected sigh.
"What happened?" Andrew inquired gently, trying to
get his best friend to be open with his feelings. He had a
nagging suspicion that he already knew what was wrong; however,
he could only hope that his instincts were wrong.
"I just haven't had a very good day," Darien sighed,
unable to meet the gaze of his life long friend, "You know
how it is for me around this time of year. All those happy
faces... I-I'm just tired... tired of being alone..."
~*~
So don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
To give a little love everyday
~*~
A short time later, Darien sighed dejectedly as he slid
off the old fashion, red and chrome barstool. Even talking to
his best friend did not seem to be helping today.
"I better be going," Darien sighed once more, offering a
week smile to the blonde haired arcade owner, "See you
around."
"Yeah, see ya," Andrew murmured, watching his friend
with sad eyes. "Merry Christmas."
Andrew watched as Darien slowly wandered out the
door. His shoulders were slumped in defeat, and his stride
seemed almost labored. Where pride would have once
shown in his stance and posture only wariness remained.
Not even a small smile graced Darien's lips as he turned the
corner out of Andrew's sight.
'Poor guy.' Andrew thought picking up Darien's nearly
full coffee mug. 'He deserves so much more...especially at
this time of year... God, if you're there, please help my
friend. He really doesn't deserve to be alone all the time...'
~*~
Don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
'Cause holiday's have come and gone
But love lives on
If you give on
Love
~*~
"Oooo-I'm going to be sooo late!" A young girl of
about sixteen cried as she ran headlong down the street, not
paying much attention to what was ahead of her...
Less than a block away, Darien trudged slowly down
the crowded sidewalk. His head was down, and his mind
seemed to be among the clouds. He barely noticed anything
at all, allowing his feet to take him anywhere they wanted.
He just did not care anymore...
Within moments, the two unsuspecting teenagers
collided, sending them both sprawling onto the ground in a
heap of tangle limbs. Several onlookers did not even pause
in their shopping as they passed the two stunned teens. To
a casual observer, it seemed as though these two ran into
each other often-literally.
~*~
How could you wait another minute
A hug is warmer when you're in it
Oh, baby that's a fact.
~*~
"Uh, my head..."
'So warm...' Darien thought unconsciously tightening his
arms around the young girl's waist, unaware of their
compromising position. 'So familiar...'
'Like I've been here before,' thought the young girl with a
small smile, 'I could stay here forever...'
"GET A ROOM, YOU TWO!!!"
"WHAA-"
And with that, the couple hurriedly scrambled to their
feet and jumped a good three feet away from each other. A
blush covered her cheeks as Darien coughed uneasily,
trying to hide a blush of his own. Both stood unspeaking
before the other not sure what to say but knowing they
needed to say something.
~*~
And saying I love you's always better
Seasons, reasons they don't matter
So don't hold back
~*~
"Serena-I-"
"Darien-I-"
A giggled erupted from the blonde, and a dazzling smile
graced her light pink lips. A small smile tugged at the
corners of Darien's mouth as he found himself lost within the
charms of the nymph before him.
~*~
See how many people in this world
So needful in this world
How many people are praying for love
~*~
An uncomfortable silence fell upon the young couple as
they gazed into each other's eyes. Neither one knew what
to do or what to say next. Never before in their lives had
either of them felt so complete and yet so lost all at once.
Tension hung heavy in the air until finally Mother Nature
stepped in, raining tiny white snowflakes upon the unsure
couple.
~*~
So don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
To give a little love every day
~*~
"Serena-" Darien ventured taking a step forward, "are
you all right? I-I didn't hurt you-did I?"
"Huh-oh, I'm fine," Serena replied softly, unable to
meet Darien's sapphire gaze as she unconsciously babied
her left hand, "Just a little sore."
Instantaneously, Darien moved to stand beside the
shorter girl and took her hand in his. Slowly, he inspected it,
searching for anything that might cause the girl to cradle it so
carefully. What he found made Darien gasp in surprise.
Because, there on her once perfect palm, was a nasty scrap
that ran from the base of the thumb clear across her hand. It
bled but not profusely, which offered Darien some relief but
only a little. A little sliver of guilt blossomed within Darien's
heart, causing him to cringe.
"This is all my fault," Darien started trailing off. Slowly,
he lifted his gaze to gather his bearings. When he saw a tall,
grayish-white building a short ways a way, his face broke
into a smile, and he gently took Serena's uninjured hand in
his own. He gave her a quick tug and stated, almost gruffly,
"Come on; we need to get that cleaned up."
"Darien," Serena gasped, trying to wriggle her hand free
as he tried to lead her down the street, "I can take care of it."
"Serena," Darien almost pleaded, his eyes begging for
understanding, "I need to do this-to help you... I've been
so awful..."
"But, Darien-" Serena started but trailed off as she
gazed into pleading sapphire pools as deep as the ocean.
"Okay, it's not like the girls are waiting for me, anyway...
Umm, so where are we going?"
Darien just smiled as he held Serena's warm hand in
his just a little tighter. "My apartment."
~*~
Don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
~*~
"Stay here for a moment," Darien commanded a short
time later, pointing to the counter and offering a smile at
Serena's slightly panicked look, "I'll be right back."
"Okay," Serena mumbled as she watched Darien slip
down a hall off to the left side of the little kitchen in which
she stood. After a few moments of quiet contemplation,
Serena did as Darien had asked and hopped up onto the
counter where she waited for him to return, rather
impatiently.
'How did I get myself into this situation?' Serena asked
herself silently, surveying the small immaculate kitchen.
Everything, she noted, had a place. The sink was empty
next to her and there were no dishes, pots, pans, silverware,
etc. out on the counter to suggest a person even lived here.
Serena sighed, Guess I'll just have to deal with it.
A few moments later, Darien returned holding a small
first aid kit in his hands. A small smile lit his features,
making Serena gasp a little bit. She had never seen this
man smile so much and to have those smiles be directed at
her nearly took her breath away.
~*~
'Cause holidays have come and gone
But love lives on
~*~
Gently, silently Darien took Serena's injured hand in his
own and began to dab it carefully with a wet wash cloth.
Shivers moved along Serena's spine at his touch and the
tenderness in Darien's sapphire gaze as he worked on
cleaning her cut. When the alcohol stung the wound, she
could not help but hiss at the momentary shock of pain.
However, the pain gave way moments later to more chills as
Darien blew gently on the wound.
"Sorry," Darien mumbled as he started digging in the first
aide kit for the right size band-aide; however, Serena was not
listening to him. Instead, she was concentrating on quieting
her thundering heart. Never in her life had she felt such
intense emotions from a simple touch. It scared her half to
death and yet excited her at the same time...
~*~
If you give on
Love
~*~
"There, all done." Darien exclaimed moments later,
breaking Serena's silent retrieve.
"Huh-oh," Serena started gently pulling her hand away,
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." Darien murmured gently, another
small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Silence fell upon the couple as they stared into each
other's eyes for the longest moment. Again, for the second
time that day, they found themselves at a loss for words.
There was so much to be said, yet neither one knew how to
begin.
"Umm.... I better be going," Serena whispered after a
time, dragging her eyes away from Darien's intense gaze to stare
at the floor. "My mother will be worried," she started trailing
off.
"I-I'll-you're probably right." Darien stammered in
defeat.
"Thank you."
"Huh-"
"For being so kind to me," Serena stated awkwardly,
dragging her eyes back to meet Darien's sad gaze.
"You're welcome."
"Well, I best be on my way."
"Do you have to?" Darien whined, his eyes silently
begging Serena to stay.
"My mother's waiting..." Serena started but faltered at
the look of sadness in Darien's eyes.
"I-I understand." Darien sighed dejectedly.
~*~
So let all the children know
Everywhere that they go
Their whole life long
Let them know love
~*~
"How about you come with me?" Serena inquired
gently as inspiration struck, "That way you won't have to be
alone... I'm sure she wouldn't mind having company for
tonight."
"But-"
"No buts, Darien. I owe you one," Serena giggled,
"besides my mother always complains that no one ever
comes over, and I know she would like to meet you.
Especially, after all that I have told her..." Suddenly, Serena
stopped mid-sentence and blushed profusely. 'Almost let my
secret out,' she thought, 'her cheeks still burning. I can't let
him know I like him...'
A small smile tugged at Serena's slight blush; how
could he refuse this girl anything? Darien nodded slightly as
he took Serena's other hand and helped her off the counter.
"In that case, I would be delighted."
Serena just smiled as she and Darien left the apartment
arm in arm. A growing sense of peace and love budding
within both of their hearts. Maybe, just maybe, Christmas
wouldn't be so bad after all...
~*~
So don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
To give a little love everyday
Don't save it all for Christmas day
Find a way
'Cause holiday's have come and gone
But love lives on
If you give on
Love
~*~
~Fin~
Hope you liked it.
Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon are
(c) Naoko Takeuchi, Bandai, Kodansha,
Toei Animation, etc.
The song "Don't save it all for Christmas"
is owned by Avalon and (c) 1998 WB Music
Corp., Make it Rock, Annotation Music, ASCAP,
Warnertamerlane Publishing, Connotation Music,
Pez Music, BMI, Sony, ATV Songs, SACAP