Seductive
By RuneVenus
Rhythm.
Beat.
The music flowed through her veins as she danced. As if she was in a trance, she moved her body in time with the music. Slowly, seductively, she let herself be free from the worries of the world. Just for one night she would forget about being Sailormoon. She would just be Serena, full of passion and life. As the music became faster, her heartbeat became as one. She strained her arms up to the lights that seemed to dazzle overhead. Her eyes still closed, the music pumped through her as if it was within the fibres of her body.
There he watched her. Amusement and lust seem to flicker in his eyes. He wanted her. He wanted her so badly that it was humorous considering she was his one and only arch nemisis. He called her meatball head, called her unattractive, unsexy, whiney, a 16 year old klutz and now he was simply taken by her. What was wrong with him? He did not understand at all but one thing was certain he needed to get out, needed to clear his mind. Darien walked through the arcade doors into the cold night air. He breathed the cool dampness of the night into his lungs hoping they would calm his erratic hormones that were anything but under his control. 'Yes, hormones..that's my reason to feel like this. What else could it be?'
He had never seen Serena in that light before and he blamed Andrew for his situation. It was Andrew who decided to throw a disco. It was Andrew who invited Serena and it was Andrew who made him come. Now because of this, his life was ruined. This side of herself she had shown him was imprinted in his mind and he knew that this would change things, at least on his side.
Darien looked through the glass doors in her direction. There she was swaying her body. He focused on her face as the dim light caressed it. Her eyes calmly shut, she seemed to be in a world of her own. Her long lashes brushed her creamy skin and he imagined kissing them gently.
"Hey buddy what are you doing out here?" Andrew asked surprising Darien. His mind halted the affections he was bestowing her and replied to Andrew's question with a simple "huh?"
"I said what are you doing out here, you know the party's inside don't you Dar?" Andrew chuckled lightly unobvious to his friend's distraction.
"Just needed some fresh air" Darien replied looking at Andrew and then looking back into the arcade.
"Right, okay, so you coming back in?" Andrew studied his friend's face. It seemed to show no emotion, the normal Darien poker face.
"Yeah in a bit, just not feeling myself" He turned around and faced the streets of Tokyo. He had to get her out of his mind. 'meatball head, just remind yourself this is meatball head' How could this happen to him in less than a minute. From annoying to attractive, it didn't make any sense at all. He shook the feeling off and decided to pay attention to his friend who was obviously saying something.
"Well I'll see you inside buddy" Andrew waved as he went back inside, while Darien nodded with acknowledgment.
"Damn her" he spat out. What the hell was she doing parading around all seductively. Did she know what she was doing to him? Darien looked about the room and eyed some guys drooling over her. Not only was she driving him nuts but she was sure to be groped by every testosterone headed male in there.
He was going to put a stop to this. Darien walked through the sliding doors and headed straight for the dance floor. As he neared Serena, he readied himself to grab her and lecture. Unfortunately before he could do anything a drunk female bumped into him. He crashed into Serena and then Serena into the arcade games that were pushed back near the wall so as to make room for the dance floor.
Darien's arms went around her as if on auto pilot and she in turn clutched onto his shoulders. Darien's weight made Serena lean against the arcade game but she managed to keep them both from toppling over onto it. Being Sailormoon did come in handy once in awhile. Once Darien got his balance back he straightened himself all the while pulling her closer to him. She gasped into his neck, her lips tickling the sensitive skin there.
"Well, well, well." Serena spoke snapping out of the trance she was previously in.
"Look who's crashed into me, Mr I'm so coordinated and non klutzy!" He clutched her waist and pushed her back so he could look her in the eyes.
"Don't try and start comparing us meatball head. You are naturally klutzy and I was pushed." He spoke with venom not intentionally for her but instead for himself. He wanted to kill his evil brain who had transformed Serena from a cry baby to aphrodite herself. His eyes narrowed on her pink lips which seemed rich and full in texture. They looked soft and inviting. He then moved on to stare into her eyes, which were like blue crystals, shining deep and bright but with more anger encased in them than anything else.
"HEY, jerk you can let go now" She looked down at his hands which were on either side of her waist. His touch was sending shivers down her spine and she had to be reminded that this was Darien Chiba, the jerk.
Darien let go of her immediately even tho his mind protested. He wanted to pull her against him and kiss her passionately. He could imagine his hands moving down her back and getting lost in her hair.
"Oh God" Darien groaned out loud. This was getting out of control.
"What?" Serena looked at him questioningly
Darien couldn't look at her so he shut his eyes fearful of his rising passion for her. He chanted in his head miserably that this was unattractive meatball head and he hoped that if he kept this mantra up, maybe his senses wouldn't be on overload like it was now, being so close to her.
"What?!" Serena yelled a little louder. Was she that disgusting to look at?
Darien opened his eyes and glared into the pair that were glaring right back at him. "You know meatball head, I think you should stop dancing in case you klutz out and have everyone falling over themselves. You could cause a major disaster." Darien said sarcastically, successfully changing the subject.
'How dare he. Pompous Idiot!' What right did he have to make her stop dancing? She stepped in a little closer, the fire in her eyes more alight now. She would be calm though. So he knew that this didn't get to her. That HE didn't get to her.
"Well as a matter of fact jerk, you were the one having the klutz attack" she smirked.
"I told you, I was pushed" Darien retaliated seeming to be unimpressed at all by her. "Look just stop dancing okay" Darien said in a serious tone. He wanted things to be normal again, well at least with himself. Normal no feeling Darien, just like he was before, just like he had always been. She was the only one who ever made him feel anything, anger, amusement but right now he was in different territory. Something he was unfamiliar with, especially with her.
"Why?" Serena asked utterly bemused. What on earth was this guy trying to do? Ruining this one day that she hadn't been called for sailor scout business.
Darien grabbed her face gently and positioned it so she saw into the crowd. "See those fools out there meatball heat? Well they are drooling all over you and you are giving them the wrong idea."
She pushed his hand away and glared at him with anger and confusion. "And what idea am I giving them?" To her reason she was only dancing, like half the people in the arcade. They were probably staring at someone else, why would they stare at her? She was only Serena, meatball head. A frown appeared on her face as she awaited the answer.
"You're being seductive" he said in a matter of fact way. Serena looked at him blankly. She was caught off guard and he mistook her surprise for stupidity. 'She probably doesn't even know what the meaning is. Oh brother.' He looked at her again and sighed. "It means, your turning people on Serena, they want to grope you, to kiss you and do things that a girl of your age shouldn't even know about."
"I know what seductive is moron!" Her surprise changed to anger once more and also curiosity. 'Does Darien the jerk, feel something for me? haha as if that were true! but then why else would he be acting this way?'
He looked at her and she seemed to be smiling, no more like smirking at him. Her eyes held a glint of mischief in them. He looked to her lips again. The need to kiss her was driving him insane.
"So I the klutzy one turns Darien Chiba on do I?" Serena asked knocking Darien out of his reverie. As if her question wasn't enough of a accusation she poked him in the ribs. He panicked and instead of his mantra the word 'shit' appeared in his mind. Acting casually however he retaliated. "haha, whatever gave you that idea meatball brains?"
He caught her finger.
"Well why ask me to stop then?" "because, they will make moves on you and you are way to young." Was this concern or arrogance. She picked arrogance and it made her blood boil. She was not too young. She knew things, maybe not heaps of things but she knew none the less. As for experience she did not have any but that did not make too young that just made her inexperienced.
She pulled her finger back.
"I'm not to young Darien Chiba. Maybe I want to seduce them."
She looked him in the eyes.
Darien now was angry. 'What is she trying to pull?' Was it that fact that she wanted to seduce other men that was making him angry or was it that fact that he wanted her but just couldn't have her. She hated him. The idiots in the crowd had a better chance with her than he had.
'Do you find me attractive Darien Chiba?' The question seemed to nag her insides. Even if he was her enemy, there was something about him. Something that made him stand out from the rest. Their daily fights did nothing to extinguish this feeling but heightened it. He was different, he made her feel something she wasn't quite sure what. Of course she felt annoyance and general anger towards him but his eyes, they were amazing. They were just simply intoxicating and she just could not help being drawn to them.
"mmm..I still think you find me attractive, and you're too scared to admit it." Serena spoke softly moving closer towards him. 'Did I just say that?'
His eyes got darker as they looked into hers.
"You're the one who can't get your eyes off ME meatball head. I think it's safe to say you have it the wrong way around." He was drawn to her.
"Oh really?" her voice was barely audible. "Yes really" his was the same.
She threw caution to the wind and reached for his neck and brought his head down to her. She pushed her body into him and felt him tense up. Slowly she moved her head towards his ear and her lips oh so lightly brushed them.
"Want to make a bet?" she whispered seductively.
'oh she wants to play does she?' Darien's mind screamed at him. This closeness was pushing his sanity.
Darien moved his hands up her back until they stopped short of her shoulders. His lips brushed her neck and he smelt her intoxication perfume.
She shivered and he felt it.
He kissed her neck boldly and whispered into her ear "I don't gamble". She was once again in a world of her own that consisted of him and her. She felt warm and the warmth was bliss.
Darien felt her hands scrunch into fists. Her breath seeming to come out in gasps. Did she need him as much as he needed her?
He lost control. He moved his head back and pushed her chin up and then he ravished her lips. It was slow at first. He kissed her with slow undying passion. She kissed him back shyly but before she could show him herself, he pulled back. He looked at her with intense emotion and then turned around. His destination somewhere, anywhere, where she wouldn't be.
There eyes once again claimed each others one last time and the arcade doors closed.
Her hand went up to her lips. Was she dreaming? Did her worst enemy kiss her like a lover. Passionate but true her heart soared. From then on she wanted no other to kiss her, she was his.
By RuneVenus
Rhythm.
Beat.
The music flowed through her veins as she danced. As if she was in a trance, she moved her body in time with the music. Slowly, seductively, she let herself be free from the worries of the world. Just for one night she would forget about being Sailormoon. She would just be Serena, full of passion and life. As the music became faster, her heartbeat became as one. She strained her arms up to the lights that seemed to dazzle overhead. Her eyes still closed, the music pumped through her as if it was within the fibres of her body.
There he watched her. Amusement and lust seem to flicker in his eyes. He wanted her. He wanted her so badly that it was humorous considering she was his one and only arch nemisis. He called her meatball head, called her unattractive, unsexy, whiney, a 16 year old klutz and now he was simply taken by her. What was wrong with him? He did not understand at all but one thing was certain he needed to get out, needed to clear his mind. Darien walked through the arcade doors into the cold night air. He breathed the cool dampness of the night into his lungs hoping they would calm his erratic hormones that were anything but under his control. 'Yes, hormones..that's my reason to feel like this. What else could it be?'
He had never seen Serena in that light before and he blamed Andrew for his situation. It was Andrew who decided to throw a disco. It was Andrew who invited Serena and it was Andrew who made him come. Now because of this, his life was ruined. This side of herself she had shown him was imprinted in his mind and he knew that this would change things, at least on his side.
Darien looked through the glass doors in her direction. There she was swaying her body. He focused on her face as the dim light caressed it. Her eyes calmly shut, she seemed to be in a world of her own. Her long lashes brushed her creamy skin and he imagined kissing them gently.
"Hey buddy what are you doing out here?" Andrew asked surprising Darien. His mind halted the affections he was bestowing her and replied to Andrew's question with a simple "huh?"
"I said what are you doing out here, you know the party's inside don't you Dar?" Andrew chuckled lightly unobvious to his friend's distraction.
"Just needed some fresh air" Darien replied looking at Andrew and then looking back into the arcade.
"Right, okay, so you coming back in?" Andrew studied his friend's face. It seemed to show no emotion, the normal Darien poker face.
"Yeah in a bit, just not feeling myself" He turned around and faced the streets of Tokyo. He had to get her out of his mind. 'meatball head, just remind yourself this is meatball head' How could this happen to him in less than a minute. From annoying to attractive, it didn't make any sense at all. He shook the feeling off and decided to pay attention to his friend who was obviously saying something.
"Well I'll see you inside buddy" Andrew waved as he went back inside, while Darien nodded with acknowledgment.
"Damn her" he spat out. What the hell was she doing parading around all seductively. Did she know what she was doing to him? Darien looked about the room and eyed some guys drooling over her. Not only was she driving him nuts but she was sure to be groped by every testosterone headed male in there.
He was going to put a stop to this. Darien walked through the sliding doors and headed straight for the dance floor. As he neared Serena, he readied himself to grab her and lecture. Unfortunately before he could do anything a drunk female bumped into him. He crashed into Serena and then Serena into the arcade games that were pushed back near the wall so as to make room for the dance floor.
Darien's arms went around her as if on auto pilot and she in turn clutched onto his shoulders. Darien's weight made Serena lean against the arcade game but she managed to keep them both from toppling over onto it. Being Sailormoon did come in handy once in awhile. Once Darien got his balance back he straightened himself all the while pulling her closer to him. She gasped into his neck, her lips tickling the sensitive skin there.
"Well, well, well." Serena spoke snapping out of the trance she was previously in.
"Look who's crashed into me, Mr I'm so coordinated and non klutzy!" He clutched her waist and pushed her back so he could look her in the eyes.
"Don't try and start comparing us meatball head. You are naturally klutzy and I was pushed." He spoke with venom not intentionally for her but instead for himself. He wanted to kill his evil brain who had transformed Serena from a cry baby to aphrodite herself. His eyes narrowed on her pink lips which seemed rich and full in texture. They looked soft and inviting. He then moved on to stare into her eyes, which were like blue crystals, shining deep and bright but with more anger encased in them than anything else.
"HEY, jerk you can let go now" She looked down at his hands which were on either side of her waist. His touch was sending shivers down her spine and she had to be reminded that this was Darien Chiba, the jerk.
Darien let go of her immediately even tho his mind protested. He wanted to pull her against him and kiss her passionately. He could imagine his hands moving down her back and getting lost in her hair.
"Oh God" Darien groaned out loud. This was getting out of control.
"What?" Serena looked at him questioningly
Darien couldn't look at her so he shut his eyes fearful of his rising passion for her. He chanted in his head miserably that this was unattractive meatball head and he hoped that if he kept this mantra up, maybe his senses wouldn't be on overload like it was now, being so close to her.
"What?!" Serena yelled a little louder. Was she that disgusting to look at?
Darien opened his eyes and glared into the pair that were glaring right back at him. "You know meatball head, I think you should stop dancing in case you klutz out and have everyone falling over themselves. You could cause a major disaster." Darien said sarcastically, successfully changing the subject.
'How dare he. Pompous Idiot!' What right did he have to make her stop dancing? She stepped in a little closer, the fire in her eyes more alight now. She would be calm though. So he knew that this didn't get to her. That HE didn't get to her.
"Well as a matter of fact jerk, you were the one having the klutz attack" she smirked.
"I told you, I was pushed" Darien retaliated seeming to be unimpressed at all by her. "Look just stop dancing okay" Darien said in a serious tone. He wanted things to be normal again, well at least with himself. Normal no feeling Darien, just like he was before, just like he had always been. She was the only one who ever made him feel anything, anger, amusement but right now he was in different territory. Something he was unfamiliar with, especially with her.
"Why?" Serena asked utterly bemused. What on earth was this guy trying to do? Ruining this one day that she hadn't been called for sailor scout business.
Darien grabbed her face gently and positioned it so she saw into the crowd. "See those fools out there meatball heat? Well they are drooling all over you and you are giving them the wrong idea."
She pushed his hand away and glared at him with anger and confusion. "And what idea am I giving them?" To her reason she was only dancing, like half the people in the arcade. They were probably staring at someone else, why would they stare at her? She was only Serena, meatball head. A frown appeared on her face as she awaited the answer.
"You're being seductive" he said in a matter of fact way. Serena looked at him blankly. She was caught off guard and he mistook her surprise for stupidity. 'She probably doesn't even know what the meaning is. Oh brother.' He looked at her again and sighed. "It means, your turning people on Serena, they want to grope you, to kiss you and do things that a girl of your age shouldn't even know about."
"I know what seductive is moron!" Her surprise changed to anger once more and also curiosity. 'Does Darien the jerk, feel something for me? haha as if that were true! but then why else would he be acting this way?'
He looked at her and she seemed to be smiling, no more like smirking at him. Her eyes held a glint of mischief in them. He looked to her lips again. The need to kiss her was driving him insane.
"So I the klutzy one turns Darien Chiba on do I?" Serena asked knocking Darien out of his reverie. As if her question wasn't enough of a accusation she poked him in the ribs. He panicked and instead of his mantra the word 'shit' appeared in his mind. Acting casually however he retaliated. "haha, whatever gave you that idea meatball brains?"
He caught her finger.
"Well why ask me to stop then?" "because, they will make moves on you and you are way to young." Was this concern or arrogance. She picked arrogance and it made her blood boil. She was not too young. She knew things, maybe not heaps of things but she knew none the less. As for experience she did not have any but that did not make too young that just made her inexperienced.
She pulled her finger back.
"I'm not to young Darien Chiba. Maybe I want to seduce them."
She looked him in the eyes.
Darien now was angry. 'What is she trying to pull?' Was it that fact that she wanted to seduce other men that was making him angry or was it that fact that he wanted her but just couldn't have her. She hated him. The idiots in the crowd had a better chance with her than he had.
'Do you find me attractive Darien Chiba?' The question seemed to nag her insides. Even if he was her enemy, there was something about him. Something that made him stand out from the rest. Their daily fights did nothing to extinguish this feeling but heightened it. He was different, he made her feel something she wasn't quite sure what. Of course she felt annoyance and general anger towards him but his eyes, they were amazing. They were just simply intoxicating and she just could not help being drawn to them.
"mmm..I still think you find me attractive, and you're too scared to admit it." Serena spoke softly moving closer towards him. 'Did I just say that?'
His eyes got darker as they looked into hers.
"You're the one who can't get your eyes off ME meatball head. I think it's safe to say you have it the wrong way around." He was drawn to her.
"Oh really?" her voice was barely audible. "Yes really" his was the same.
She threw caution to the wind and reached for his neck and brought his head down to her. She pushed her body into him and felt him tense up. Slowly she moved her head towards his ear and her lips oh so lightly brushed them.
"Want to make a bet?" she whispered seductively.
'oh she wants to play does she?' Darien's mind screamed at him. This closeness was pushing his sanity.
Darien moved his hands up her back until they stopped short of her shoulders. His lips brushed her neck and he smelt her intoxication perfume.
She shivered and he felt it.
He kissed her neck boldly and whispered into her ear "I don't gamble". She was once again in a world of her own that consisted of him and her. She felt warm and the warmth was bliss.
Darien felt her hands scrunch into fists. Her breath seeming to come out in gasps. Did she need him as much as he needed her?
He lost control. He moved his head back and pushed her chin up and then he ravished her lips. It was slow at first. He kissed her with slow undying passion. She kissed him back shyly but before she could show him herself, he pulled back. He looked at her with intense emotion and then turned around. His destination somewhere, anywhere, where she wouldn't be.
There eyes once again claimed each others one last time and the arcade doors closed.
Her hand went up to her lips. Was she dreaming? Did her worst enemy kiss her like a lover. Passionate but true her heart soared. From then on she wanted no other to kiss her, she was his.