I dont own Sailormoon
This chap has been redone. I left a lot of the old stuff but added a lot more. enjoy!
Chapter 2
Friends?
A knock on the door. I rose from the couch to open it putting my book down as I did. The knock came again, 'Coming' I yelled as I walked towards it. I opened it and abruptly closed it again. He knocked again. I opened it again, preparing myself for the attack. It didn't come. I stood there glaring at him, while he stood there scanning my face.
'Well?' I asked my eyebrow raising slightly with the question. Darien remained silent but his eyes kept flickering over my shoulder in a voiceless request. Moving aside and opening the door wider he stepped past me with a grateful smile.
I shut the door behind him. 'Do you want something to drink?' I asked, surprising myself.
'Yes please' he replied and looked around him whistling softly 'nice place' he said more to himself then to me.
It was nice, white washed walls and spacious living areas. Big open windows letting in light and air. I didn't answer, I walked to the kitchen around the corner then nervous about him not being within my sight I called out to him. 'Come into the kitchen' he came and leaned awkwardly on the middle bench. I opened the fridge and gestured at a row of softdrink, 'take what you want'
I watched dully as he made his way towards the fridge, he chose a coke and I mirrored him. We walked back into the lounge and sat down.
'What do you want?' I asked my tone revealing nothing it made me sound bored, good for me, but I was curious.
'I want to talk about what happen at the pool.' He said and took a sip of his coke.
I sighed and looked away, I didn't want to talk about it, he had gotten to me and I had promised myself he wouldn't.
'I don't want to talk about it.' I replied sharply and started to rise to show him out, he stopped me with a raised hand.
'Is it really that bad?' he asked me,
Is he totally oblivious of me that he doesn't know what he or his friends do?
'Well let's put it this way' I said conversationally 'I used to cry everyday when I got home from school' I dropped my tone into a snarl and didn't break eye contact. His eyes flickered away from me in what I hoped was guilt. I maintained my silence by taking a sip of coke and watched him sort through the different avenues he could take to help keep this flammable conversation for exploding. I could almost see the wheels turning it made a sardonic smile come to my face.
He finally found something to say, and he cleared his throat eyes on the coke held between his legs. 'You used to…?' he tried again shaking his head slightly and looked up at me, 'Have I made your school life so unbearable?'
I didn't answer straight away. Darien seemed to be talking to himself more then me, he looked closed but his eyes relayed what he was thinking, it was a mixture of things, I could identify two concern and revelation. I felt a welcome emotion well up inside me, indignation, why was he feeling so much when I was the victim? I looked down away from his eyes and fought not to say anything.
'It's fine now I've learnt to deal with it'
He reached over and tilted my head up to see my eyes and I drew away from his touch irritated. My head and eyes were down for a reason, I didn't want him reading my thoughts. He had seen my irritation I saw a hint of amusement flash through his eyes and it made me angrier. Then gave me a small smile and I wanted to hit him.
'I'm sorry, I really am I didn't realise it was so bad.' I threw him a scathing look, I was not feeling charitable, it made him pause, 'I really want to make things right between us. I'm a dick at school, you know that.'
'Obviously' I mumbled under my breath and it pushed a charming smile from him.
'-but,' he continued, 'I really do want to change this, I don't enjoy making people cry, especially girls,' he flashed me his white teeth again but quickly sobered, 'honestly I want to apologise and make things right.'
I responded to his serious tone by looking up and searching his eyes carefully reading every thought he let me. He was being honest, he really did want to make things right between us. I sighed and closed my eyes waiting for my soft heart to bring out the forgiveness. I didn't have to wait long. When it came to forgiveness it was easy for me, providing there was a sincere apology in exchange. Darien hadn't moved he was still patiently watching me with serious eyes. Flashing him a smile I watched his posture and eyes relax.
'I choose to see my tormenters as insecure, and lacking in humidity.' I told him with a careless smile, 'always have.' He laughed and the happy sound lifted the mood.
'And that includes me?' Darien's light mood didn't fall when I raised an eyebrow at him. 'Really?' he asked again knowing the answer. Well what he thought was the answer.
'Not anymore, I used to think that you were just as bad as your friends, but you seem to have a backbone, it can't have been easy to apologise to someone so below your school social status.'
He didn't say anything to that, but suddenly and quite abruptly he changed the topic to something totally unrelated.
'I really like the way you speak it's funny.' I looked at him strangely
'I…what?' I asked completely at a loss. He laughed at my confusion.
'You're an interesting person to talk to because of your walls and defense systems, you're sarcastic and sassy, and I like that.'
I was definitely looking at him strangely because he laughed again; but got serious quickly.
'I am really sorry for what I put you through and I will try to stop it when we get back to school, because it's like I just woke up. Outside the school environment you really are just a normal girl, just someone who has fun.'
I interrupted 'Oh so glad you noticed' I said with sarcasm, amusement flickered over his face and he continued
'Well I was hoping that we could put the past behind us and start again as friends?'
My incredulous brain was having an issue with that thought process. It had happened so fast. Did he just ask me to be friends with him? I asked myself this can't be this has to be some sick joke
Yet there Darien was looking at me his mysterious smoky eyes pleading with me in such a way I was finding it difficult not to thaw, actually to tell the truth I was finding it hard not to melt into a puddle.
I relaxed and smiled, 'I accept your apology and will be a friend'
He held out his hand and I shook it, closing our agreement.
'Right friend what do you want to do now?' he asked with a grin
'Anything you want' I answered in kind and we smiled at each other. Standing up he held out his hand to me with a low bow. I put hand lightly into his, and he tightened his grip and said while looking up at me from his bow 'let's go to the main hall and play pool?'
I nodded I liked the pool tables in this resort.
'Only if you don't cry when I wipe the floor with your ass' I laughed and gamely let him pull me across to the main hall.
