I woke up with the morning light sinking into my pale skin

Hey everyone! Wow! Thanks for the lovely reviews! This is a rushed chapter because we are moving at the moment. I also don't know why the first sentence of my chapter appears at top? Sorry about that lol.

Title: My Mysterious Roomate

Disclaimer: Don't on SM. Forgot to put this in chap 1.

Rated M

Chapter two: Meeting someone new

I woke up with the morning light sinking into my pale skin, my white golden hair splayed around me. Yawning, I stretched my arms and rolled out of bed, rubbing my eyes furiously. I looked around at my surroundings and remembering where I was and unfortunately, last night. That was embarrassing, but I guess that's my normal agenda-being humiliated. I slowly withdrew my self from my comfy bed and walked to my suitcase lying on the floor. I decided this would be a good time to sort out my clothes and put them away. I gathered up all my shirts and pants, placing them in draws while I hung my coats in the robe. Anticipating what I was going to wear today, I chose cream coloured mini shorts and a plain white tank top, since it is summer in New York. I made my way down the hall to the bathroom take a shower. The bathroom was of elegance, with a claw footed bath and a shower over top, the tiles on the walls were pure white and the ones on the floor were pitch black. The sink had a large mirror above it and next to that sat the toilet. Yes! Lots of cupboards to stuff my makeup in!

I jumped in the shower, letting the hot water sooth my tense muscles. What a horrific last night was. Darien must think I'm some sort of lunatic, but I'll change that and prove to him what a nice, NORMAL person I am. He wasn't too crash hot him self though, so I guess that balances it out. I really hope that he's not an uptight bastard all the time or I'll go crazy. He's like a dead cat (nine lives lost that is) that just sits there emotionless. Serena! You're being judgemental again. He's probably a well-sophisticated guy who was just in a bad mood because a blonde haired woman happened to wake him up from his slumber- I hope that's the case. Mental note: try not to be judgemental.

I exited the shower and dressed my self in the clothes I chose, applied a little amount makeup (only some mascara and gold eye shadow) and went to make myself some breakfast. When I entered the lounge room, I didn't notice from last night that there was a large window opposite the kitchen offering a panorama view of New York. What a beautiful day it was, and a perfect day to go site seeing. I edged my way towards the modern kitchen, opening the fridge to satisfy my hunger. I got out some eggs and milk and decided to make scrambled eggs. As I was mixing the ingredients together, I heard the front door slam, making me tip the all the mixture of the floor and bench. "Shit!" I cursed to myself while I went to find a dish clothe.

In the corner of my eye, I saw Darien walk past the kitchen to the couch, where he sat down and rested his hands behind his head. This was time to redeem my self. So I walked behind the couch and greeted him.

"Hey Darien, I…"

"Fuck!" he shrieked as he jumped up in fright and in the process making me scream as well. Then turned around to stare at me. "I didn't know you were there"

"I'm sorry I scared you. I just wanted to say good morning," I said cheerily while I plastered a huge grin on my face. He was wearing baggy sport shorts that cut above his knees, and a sexy black Singlet, which outlined his toned body. He looked like he just come from the gym.

"You mean after noon," he stated as he pointed towards the clock sitting in the kitchen bench.

"What?! You mean…" I turned to see where he was pointing, and there it was in bright yellow, 2:46pm. "Damn. That flight must have taken a lot out of me. I was planning to go sight seeing today" I huffed "Well I guess I will just veg out," sighing, I swung around to clean up the mess I had made earlier.

As I was wiping up the sloppy spill off the floor, I heard Darien walk into the kitchen grabbing some contents out of the fridge. At least he's talking- that's some break through. I would really like to get to know him more because he seems like an interesting guy, even though he hasn't spoken a mere fifty words to me.

After I had made up the mixture again, cooked and ate it, I decided to go watch some television with Darien who had made himself a sandwich. He was watching a documentary, and to me, this is boring. I rested my head on my hand sighing while watching a poor Zebra being ripped apart by a lion. The animal world is so cruel.

My thoughts came to Darien as I snuck a looks at him and I studied his features more intensely while he ate his lunch. The first thing I notice is his eyes. Long dark eyelashes framing a pair of alluring dark blue orbs that seemed to hide many secrets, and full crimson lips that you would just want to capture with your own. His ebony bangs sat just above his brow contrasting well with his olive skin, and his jaw line was strong and straight. God, I think I'm attracted to Darien, well who wouldn't be? He has a marvellous body and looks to kill, so I think any women would be (unless they like the other sex)

A loud bang at the door interrupted my thoughts of Darien.

"I'll get it if you like?" I said to Darien while he just nodded because he was obviously very interested in the doc. I went to the front and opened it to be greeted by a dark haired man wearing grey business suit and red tie.

"Hey dare! Oh…and who are you? It didn't know Darien had a girlfriend," he said smugly, while a grin curved his lips.

"Hi, I'm Serena Jones, Darien's new roommate. And no, I'm not his girlfriend" I greeted while I held out my hand. He totally surprised me when he grabbed it and kissing gently, making me blush like mad.

"Well I thought so because Darien hasn't had a girlfriend for about six months. Anyway where are my manners? My name is Seiya and I'm Darien's younger brother, who is single by the way," he added while winking at me.

For some reason, I felt a heat radiating behind me. I turned around to be face to face with Darien's chest. When did he get there? I tilted my head up to see Darien's jaw shut tight, glaring murderously at Seiya.

"Seiya, what are you doing here?" Darien growled. I take it they don't get along.

"Aw, not happy to see your younger brother? I'm hurt."

"That's not what I asked. Now tell me what you're doing here,"

Ok, now this is getting really awkward. I always seem to get in between a heated argument, but this is giving me time to check out Seiya while he's not looking. He has stunning looks like Darien but with softer features. His nose is smaller and his face is much slender. His eyes are blue but don't compared to Darien's blue ones.

"Well, I just wanted to know if you wanted to go to lunch tomorrow. You know, to talk business?"

"Why?" Darien asked now touching my back with his body making me shiver.

Seiya started to cough forcefully. I suppose he's indicating that this is my que to leave. "I was really don't want miss out on that documentary I was watching earlier," lie "so I'll catch you later Seiya, nice meeting you," I said.

"Sure Serena, I hope I see more of you. Maybe I could take you out to dinner sometime?" he said grinning.

"Yeah that would be nice," I said while sliding past Darien to the lounge room.

I wonder what they are discussing? Its something important if I'm not even aloud to hear it. Seiya said business, socould be work business? Maybe Darien and him are involved with mafia and have some scandal like burying a dead body. I can imagine Darien doing something like that. Him wearing an expensive suit, smoking a massive cigar and sitting around a conference table talking to harsh looking Italian men and saying "Give me the money or I'll knee cap ya" That probably explains is mysterious personality and dark hair. But he looks more like a Greek God than Italian. Whatever it is, it's none of my business. But what if my theory it true? This is not good. Oh god, why did my company have to room me with this guy?

After about ten minutes of me thinking unruly thoughts, I heard Darien open the front door and speak to Seiya.

"Ok, at The Jupiter café on 4th avenue, lunchtime, don't be late" I could tell Darien was trying to suppress his anger because his tone of voice was sharp and loud. I wonder why they don't get along?

And with that said Darien slammed the door in his face. "Serena I want to you stay away from Seiya," he said infuriatingly while pacing towards me.

"But-"

"No buts Serena. He is bad news,"

"He's seems like a perfectly reasonably guy to me. I don't even know you and your already telling me what to do," I protested. I should really listen to him because If Seiya is involved with Mafia, I could get in big shit. But I am finally having a conversation with him-even if it is an argument.

Darien suddenly rushed in front of the couch where I'm sitting and leant down so we were face to face, his breath tickling my neck making goose bumps appear on my arms. His cologne was so intoxicating. He even smells divine!

"You will obey me. Don't go near him," he said through gritted teeth.

"You're not my daddy Darien, so I will do anything I like and want. And if that means getting involved with the Mafia, so be it!" Darien gave me a very confused expression as I pushed on his chest so he was thrown back. I got off the couch and made a charge to my room, but he took a hold of my wrist and swung me around to face him again. He then grasped my shoulders tightly with his muscled arms and looked into my eyes. "Ow! What the hell-" I was cut off when he captured my lips so fiercely and passionately, I thought I was going to faint.

Hehe. Left you with a cliffy didn't I? Sorry for making it so short. I will inform more on Serena's career and life in the next chap PLUS make it longer.

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