"One Moment in Time"

By: Nikki99 (G)

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Hello fellow moonies! It's me again nikki99 here with

another wonderful SM fic for all you readers out there.

I received a lot of e-mail (more than with any of my other

fics) on people wanting a sequel to "One Magical Moment"(You should

read that first it's not necessary but it will help you understand
better).

Well here it is *Nikki stands back and presents monitor in

classic magicians assistant style* TADA!! *one person in

the audience claps* Thank you! Thank you! *Nikki steps

forward and bows, the one person stops clapping* just the

response I was looking for, well I'm through rambling on

with the story *someone in audience screams* SHUT UP!!

Crimony! See if I write another story for you people *Nikki

dodges insane amount of fruit and runs off stage*


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Disclaimer: Nuff' said

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One Moment in Time



I walked up to a patio table at the Olive Garden stealing

one last glance at my Rolex watch.

"Whew," I said to myself "made it with five minutes to

spare."

I was there to meet my best friend Andrew for lunch. We

both worked at the hospital, though in different departments

(he was pediatric, I was surgical). But we still had lunch

together on a regular basis. And every once in a while when

time permitted we had lunch "off campus" so to speak, and this

time it was Drew's turn to pick and he chose here. I smiled to

myself, mentally giving myself a pat on the back. Why? Because

today I made it first, I know it doesn't seem like a big thing

but we've been doing this for about three years and this was

the first time *I* was first. So trust me this is really an

accomplishment. I was brought out of my thoughts by a soft

tapping on my shoulder. I turned around to make eye contact

with the most beautiful set of crystalline blue eyes that I

had ever seen... or were they?



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I was fourteen years old and Andrew and I were supposed

to go to Disney World with his cousin Mike who was visiting

Florida from Texas. Drew's dad dropped us off at Mikes' resort

hotel where we were supposed to go to his room and get him

then catch a shuttle to Disney.

Well it wasn't exactly that easy it took me fifteen minutes

to realize that maybe Drew and I didn't have the hotel figured

out like we thought that we did. Then it took me ten more minutes

to convince *him* I was right and that we should ask the

receptionist in the front for directions to the room.

While Drew was asking for directions to the room my attention

wondered around the hotel. It really was a beautiful place,

spacious and full of tourists. I was leaning against a pole near

the reception desk just admiring everything when I saw her. She

was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. She was sitting

on a bench in the middle of the lobby and seemed to be admiring

the hotel just as I had been only moments earlier. I was considering

approaching her when Andrew punched me in the arm.

"Hey dude" said Drew "what planet were you on?"

"What?" I asked not taking my eyes off of the beautiful girl

for fear that she would disappear.

"Hello?" Asked Andrew waving his hand in front of my face, which

I quickly slapped away (as more of a reflex if anything).

"What do you want Drew?" I asked exasperatedly (AN: is that a word?

No, well it is today. :oP ) while cocking one eyebrow at him.

"Never mind." he said " I'm about to run and get Mike, your

staying here right?"

"Right" I muttered while turning my attention back to the lobby

angel.

Andrew sighed and walked off muttering something about bringing

a souvenir back from my planet when I decided to return to earth.

I'm sure that he kept going, but I wasn't paying any attention

anymore anyway. Especially since at that exact moment my midnight blue

eyes came in contact with crystalline blue ones and so I did the only

thing I could do when I had been caught staring... I smiled.

To my surprise the angel not only smiled back, but she seemed

to flush in response to the simple gesture. Well that was all the
reason

I needed, I built up all my courage and walked over to her.

I took a seat as close as I could get to the beautiful girl. My

fourteen year-old heart was beating at a pace that told my head that it

was in love.

"Hi" she said, knocking me out of my reverie.

"Hey" was my own timid response.

There was a long pause as we shifted uneasily on the bench. I searched

my mind for something, anything to say. Lucky for me she was a lot

quicker "on her toes" than I was.

"What kind of cologne are you wearing?" she asked.

No! No! Anything but that, how was I supposed to know I just thought

it smelled good and splashed some on. 'Quick Darien' my mind screamed

'come up up with something quick!'

"I don't know." I said hoping to sound indifferent. 'Ok,' my mind

said 'now think up a really great name, something classy, and sophisticated,

no better yet something French. Yeah! That's it something French. Wait, idiot you

don't know French, well say something anything before she leaves'

"It's my father's--musk or something" Smooth Darien my mind

drawled sarcastically. 'Ok,' I thought 'time for a subject change'.

It was then that I noticed the Mickey Mouse balloon that she was

holding. 'Perfect,' I thought touching the balloon 'we can talk about Disney or

her favorite character'. At least that's what I had in mind but when my eyes made

contact with her curious sky blue ones all thought went out the window and next

thing I knew I was kissing her.

'WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!" my mind screamed, I was so sure that she

was going to slap me that I was going to pull away. That's until I realized that

she was kissing me back. It was the softest and sweetest kiss that I had

ever had (...ok so it was the only kiss that I had ever had but you get the point).

And even though I was enjoying it with all my heart, my ever-rational mind eventually

won over as I regretfully pulled away from her sweet lips.

But as I looked away I did notice a blond haired woman stalking

towards us, and she did *not* look happy. I looked back down at my beautiful angel

one last time, as she was just opening her eyes. I then did the only thing as a fourteen

year-old boy that I could think to do.. I ran.

As I got up I mumbled an apology that I'm not even sure if she

heard and then I ran back towards the reception desk. Just as I got there Drew and another

blond guy that I could only guess was Mike walked up.

"Hey you ready to go?" asked Andrew.

"Yeah, sure." I said casting one last look at my lobby angel. It

was then that I realized with great regret and a mental slap, that with all my stuttering

and struggling to come up with conversation that I never asked her the most simple and

also most important question of all, I never asked her name.

I thought about going over and apologizing, explaining to the

blond lady (who was yelling at and obviously some relation to the beautiful girl) that it

was all my fault, but I chickened out.

"She probably never wants to see me again anyway." I mumbled to

myself as I cast her one last look before running to catch up with Drew and

Mike (who had decided that I was taking to long to answer and promptly left me to catch

the next shuttle).

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I was pulled back to the present by the blond asking me a

question. About the name of the cologne that I was wearing. I smiled in response remembering

a similar question, by a similar looking blond about ten years earlier.

"I don't know" I replied using my almost the same response as last

time "I can't remember the name--its musk or something."

I watched as her mouth formed and O shape and her beautiful eyes

went wide with astonishment and... recognition?

No it couldn't be... could it?



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The end? I don't know it's up to you. If you like it..or hate it let

me know. Also if I get enough requests I will make this a trilogy, and yes it will

all take place it the present. No flashbacks... well maybe one, I don't know. It's u

up to you so let me know either way. And a special thanks to Vicky *aka* Sexy Sailor Moon

and Krishna-Rae Rabdakhan for proof reading this story to help get it ready for all you readers

out there and check out her story Philosophy, Ethics, and Morals. It just getting

started but great so far.


Ja!

Nikki99

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or

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