E-mail: sailor_dafne@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13
By: Dafne
A dream comes true
I woke up in the middle of the night. Beads of sweat covered my
forehead and I shivered from the cold feeling of my soaked shirt
against my skin.
My heart was beating at an incredibly fast pace and it seemed as
if I was no longer controlling my own body.
I started to calm down gradually, and as soon as I returned to my
normal state I recalled the dream that had shook me to the core...
* * * * *
There she was, leaning against the bridge, gazing at the peaceful
river flowing beneath it.
It was the most beautiful vision I'd ever seen in my entire life:
she was all dressed in white and her golden hair cascaded freely
down her back. Although I missed her usual and unique 'meatball'
stile I also had to admit that having her hair down made her look
more mature and stunning...
The wind, finding no obstacles in its way, was playing with her
tresses, making them flutter wildly behind her, and the Moon's
delicate beams reflected on her mane, gave her already gorgeous
appearance the perfect finishing touch: an ethereal and angelical
nature.
For a while I just stood where I was, watching her, and relishing
every moment of it. Trying to drink all of her, the beauty I'd
been studying day after day for two months by now, was seemingly
impossible since my eyes couldn't stand to stare at her blinding
light for too long, but being the fool that I am I couldn't bring
myself to look away; I knew the goddess would sooner or later
make me blind with her unearthly perfection, nevertheless, as
soon as I have the privilege to witness Venus' splendor I won't
give it up, no matter what the consequences may be...
Before I realized it, I started walking towards the unsuspecting
angel and soon I found myself next to her. At first she didn't
seem to notice my presence, but when she finally acknowledged me
I was stunned by her words:
"Darien? Hello my love, I was just thinking about you..." she said
as she hugged me lovingly and then gave me a peck on the cheek,
before settling her head on the crook of my shoulder.
I was paralyzed. I simply didn't know what to say or how to react,
my mind suddenly went numb...
Being this close to her sent delicious shivers up and down my
spine and caused my stomach to do flip flops. Her small hands
were fiddling with my hair at the same time that her breath was
caressing the base of my neck. It was pure torture, taunting... and
I loved all of it.
However, after returning from my own little world, I became aware
of the fact that this situation was utterly weird, even for me.
Thus I looked down at her and raised my eyebrows skeptically.
"What's the matter with you Meatball Head?" I asked her.
She batted her eyelashes feigning innocence and then added in her
sweetest tone of voice "Nothing's the matter with me Muffin, why
do you ask?"
'Muffin?' I practically yelled, but decided against it. Instead I
opted to follow whatever game she was trying to play "Because you
seem to be happier than any other day. What's the occasion?"
Serena seemed to be amused by my question since she was grinning
mischievously and her eyes were twinkling with merriment. "You..."
she whispered in my ear before catching my lips in a fiery kiss.
At first I was tempted to push her away, so as to not let her
enter my life (even though I knew it was already late). Since the
very first day I met her I fell in love, but I simply couldn't
bring myself to confess it because I was too afraid of ending
hurt. I had chosen to conceal my true feelings behind the teasing
and cold remarks, but believe me when I tell you that it wasn't
an easy task..
After considering the matter I finally understood that this would
probably be my only chance of going through heaven and letting a
small ray of light enter my gloomy life. Therefore, needing no
more encouragement, I gave in to desire and deepened the kiss.
She gasped as soon as she felt my tongue enter her mouth, but her
gasps soon turned into passionate moans, her hunger in next to no
time was matching my own...
Serena was like a drug, I just couldn't get enough of her. I
tasted her, I devoured her... because right then, there was not a
care in the world, nothing would stop me from releasing my pent-
up love. Her kisses were sweet, intoxicating, and exciting, they
were simply the most wonderful thing I'd ever experienced...
I don't know for how long we stood in each other's arms, but I
assume it had been quite a while for when we finally pulled away
we were out of breath.
My lovely Meatball Head gazed at me, her eyes displaying thousands
of emotions, and offered me one of her famous heartwarming
smiles. She then stood up on her tip toes and said in a very soft
voice the three words I thought I'd never have the chance to
hear: "I love you"
* * * * *
...And that's when I woke up.
I ran a shaky hand through my thick midnight black hair, still not
able to believe what I had just seen in my mind.
3 years later
Back then I thought I was going insane, for even if I felt it was
just right, I knew for a fact that Serena hated me. Boy, was I
wrong... she loved me as well as I did her, but she didn't tell me
anything for she feared being rejected.
I kept having that dream every night for 3 months until one day,
after gathering all my courage and will power, I finally
confessed my love to her, only to be greeted by cheerful
laughter, a pair of thin arms embracing my neck, tears of joy
drenching my shirt, and thousands of butterfly kisses placed all
over my face. I remember that day as if it had been just
yesterday...
I once believed that dreams were the only way of knowing what real
pleasure is, but let me tell you one thing: if you desire
something, just keep that wish in mind and never let it go, for
if you have faith in your ideals, dreams do come true and I assure
you that when they do you'll find another meaning for happiness...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Well, what did ya think? This short story was
originally an English assignment, but with a little twist I
managed to turn it into a romantic fanfic. Hope ya liked it.
PLEASE e-mail me, I LOVE e-mail and I usually get depressed if I see
my inbox empty. Thanks.
Besos y abrazos para todos!
Wednesday September 22nd, 1999. 11:48 p.m.
Rating: PG-13
By: Dafne
A dream comes true
I woke up in the middle of the night. Beads of sweat covered my
forehead and I shivered from the cold feeling of my soaked shirt
against my skin.
My heart was beating at an incredibly fast pace and it seemed as
if I was no longer controlling my own body.
I started to calm down gradually, and as soon as I returned to my
normal state I recalled the dream that had shook me to the core...
* * * * *
There she was, leaning against the bridge, gazing at the peaceful
river flowing beneath it.
It was the most beautiful vision I'd ever seen in my entire life:
she was all dressed in white and her golden hair cascaded freely
down her back. Although I missed her usual and unique 'meatball'
stile I also had to admit that having her hair down made her look
more mature and stunning...
The wind, finding no obstacles in its way, was playing with her
tresses, making them flutter wildly behind her, and the Moon's
delicate beams reflected on her mane, gave her already gorgeous
appearance the perfect finishing touch: an ethereal and angelical
nature.
For a while I just stood where I was, watching her, and relishing
every moment of it. Trying to drink all of her, the beauty I'd
been studying day after day for two months by now, was seemingly
impossible since my eyes couldn't stand to stare at her blinding
light for too long, but being the fool that I am I couldn't bring
myself to look away; I knew the goddess would sooner or later
make me blind with her unearthly perfection, nevertheless, as
soon as I have the privilege to witness Venus' splendor I won't
give it up, no matter what the consequences may be...
Before I realized it, I started walking towards the unsuspecting
angel and soon I found myself next to her. At first she didn't
seem to notice my presence, but when she finally acknowledged me
I was stunned by her words:
"Darien? Hello my love, I was just thinking about you..." she said
as she hugged me lovingly and then gave me a peck on the cheek,
before settling her head on the crook of my shoulder.
I was paralyzed. I simply didn't know what to say or how to react,
my mind suddenly went numb...
Being this close to her sent delicious shivers up and down my
spine and caused my stomach to do flip flops. Her small hands
were fiddling with my hair at the same time that her breath was
caressing the base of my neck. It was pure torture, taunting... and
I loved all of it.
However, after returning from my own little world, I became aware
of the fact that this situation was utterly weird, even for me.
Thus I looked down at her and raised my eyebrows skeptically.
"What's the matter with you Meatball Head?" I asked her.
She batted her eyelashes feigning innocence and then added in her
sweetest tone of voice "Nothing's the matter with me Muffin, why
do you ask?"
'Muffin?' I practically yelled, but decided against it. Instead I
opted to follow whatever game she was trying to play "Because you
seem to be happier than any other day. What's the occasion?"
Serena seemed to be amused by my question since she was grinning
mischievously and her eyes were twinkling with merriment. "You..."
she whispered in my ear before catching my lips in a fiery kiss.
At first I was tempted to push her away, so as to not let her
enter my life (even though I knew it was already late). Since the
very first day I met her I fell in love, but I simply couldn't
bring myself to confess it because I was too afraid of ending
hurt. I had chosen to conceal my true feelings behind the teasing
and cold remarks, but believe me when I tell you that it wasn't
an easy task..
After considering the matter I finally understood that this would
probably be my only chance of going through heaven and letting a
small ray of light enter my gloomy life. Therefore, needing no
more encouragement, I gave in to desire and deepened the kiss.
She gasped as soon as she felt my tongue enter her mouth, but her
gasps soon turned into passionate moans, her hunger in next to no
time was matching my own...
Serena was like a drug, I just couldn't get enough of her. I
tasted her, I devoured her... because right then, there was not a
care in the world, nothing would stop me from releasing my pent-
up love. Her kisses were sweet, intoxicating, and exciting, they
were simply the most wonderful thing I'd ever experienced...
I don't know for how long we stood in each other's arms, but I
assume it had been quite a while for when we finally pulled away
we were out of breath.
My lovely Meatball Head gazed at me, her eyes displaying thousands
of emotions, and offered me one of her famous heartwarming
smiles. She then stood up on her tip toes and said in a very soft
voice the three words I thought I'd never have the chance to
hear: "I love you"
* * * * *
...And that's when I woke up.
I ran a shaky hand through my thick midnight black hair, still not
able to believe what I had just seen in my mind.
3 years later
Back then I thought I was going insane, for even if I felt it was
just right, I knew for a fact that Serena hated me. Boy, was I
wrong... she loved me as well as I did her, but she didn't tell me
anything for she feared being rejected.
I kept having that dream every night for 3 months until one day,
after gathering all my courage and will power, I finally
confessed my love to her, only to be greeted by cheerful
laughter, a pair of thin arms embracing my neck, tears of joy
drenching my shirt, and thousands of butterfly kisses placed all
over my face. I remember that day as if it had been just
yesterday...
I once believed that dreams were the only way of knowing what real
pleasure is, but let me tell you one thing: if you desire
something, just keep that wish in mind and never let it go, for
if you have faith in your ideals, dreams do come true and I assure
you that when they do you'll find another meaning for happiness...
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Well, what did ya think? This short story was
originally an English assignment, but with a little twist I
managed to turn it into a romantic fanfic. Hope ya liked it.
PLEASE e-mail me, I LOVE e-mail and I usually get depressed if I see
my inbox empty. Thanks.
Besos y abrazos para todos!
Wednesday September 22nd, 1999. 11:48 p.m.