Instantly hundreds of precious memories flooded his mind with the sound of her voice. Moments he had spent with her had meant so much to him, they had helped him survive. She had given him a reason to live and she had no idea. Now that thought was tearing him apart.

She had been the only one to remember his birthday every year. Andrew his best friend would forget from time to time but Serena had always been there. August third on his eighteenth birthday she had made him cupcakes she was only fourteen at the time. He had been a senior in high school and she still in junior high but even then he was madly in love. They hung out in his apartment; she would talk nonsensically about little things that didn't matter and he would listen to her until the wee hours in the morning. She let her honey blond locks fall loose from her pony tail, she laughed and smile while continuing to talk. She was so tempting; a mixture of brain, beauty and innocents he couldn't describe. He loved the way her face lit up as she talked so passionately and so animated. He always remained reserved, quite and his expression always remained the same. Her eyes were the most amazing blue he had ever seen. They were some where between ocean blue and sky blue depending on her mood. Her eyes would sparkle when she talked of things she loved. He only hoped that someday her eyes would light up for him that way. Even then when she was just a child on the verge of becoming a woman he found her beauty irresistible but she was four years his junior and his best friends sister. He knew there were some lines you just can't cross.


Serena was worried for a moment when she didn't get a response right away from Darien. It seemed to have taken him a moment to register her voice in his brain.

"I… I'm sorry if I woke you." She said a bit nervously. After all the things that had passed between them over the years she wasn't sure if she could handle talking to him right now let alone the idea of seeing him.

Darien snapped out of his fog of memories. "no, no it's fine, I'm just a bit tired." He said quickly hoping this was real and not some dream.

"oh, then maybe I should call you back late-" Darien cut her off before she could even complete her thought.

"NO" he cleared his throat after nearly yelling at her. "No, Serena its fine. So… how is everything." Not sure what to ask her or the reason for her call he could only manage to ask a stupid general question. He mentally berated himself for being unable of thinking of something better to say.

"Things are fine."

"So how is Andrew?" Darien asked. Now he was just stalling for time. His mind had gone blank. He couldn't think. She was talking to him, his angel, his Serena. All his rationality, composure and poise were lost. She had reduced him to nothing and she had no idea. He had grown so good at hiding it, at hiding everything that could be conceived as emotion. Only Andrew seemed to be able to read through his bluff but he, as well as his sister had remained oblivious to his undying love for Serena.

"He is doing well. Um, I got your number from Andrew; he said you were here in Boston." She began shakily but her voice became more and more confident with each moment.

"Yeah, I'm still here." Why wasn't his brain functioning? Why couldn't he say more than a few words to her? He wondered but then his mind changed gears… was Serena here in Boston too? His heart rejoiced with the though and dozens of new fantasies of him and her together in the city flashed through his head.

"I… well, Andrew though that since the two of us are here that perhaps we could spend some time together. See, I'm not able to go home to Japan for the holidays and he thought that if you were alone that we could hang out like we use to." She finished weakly. She berated herself for sounding so stupid. Even though Darien had been like a brother to her she wasn't so blind that she hadn't seen how drop dead gorgeous he became. He had always had women flocking to him practically throwing themselves at him, though Darien had always seemed above all that which had only made her admire him more. He really was pretty amazing. He had been through such a traumatic event in his life and instead of being bitter or selfish he remained kind and compassionate.

"I mean that is if you're not too busy" she added quickly. She never did like saying he was alone. After the death of his parents it just seemed wrong to say. Besides she was sure he would have a girlfriend or even mutable girlfriends. Darien Sheilds had to be one of the most eligible bachelors in Boston. He was intelligent, handsome, kind, successful and wealthy.

"No, I'm never to busy to spend time with you" he said sincerely. He silently prayed that she couldn't detect how much joy he had just given her. He didn't want to scare her off by seeming too eager. He decided to try and lighten the mood to cover his feelings by teasing her a bit.


His teasing put her at ease. It was just like old times, just as she had hoped it would be. They continued talking for a while before deciding on a time that best fit Darien's busy schedule at the hospital. Hell, he would make time for her no matter what, even if it meant not sleeping for the rest of her holiday break. She was worth it.

After hanging with Serena, Darien fell in to one of the best night's sleep he had had in years. He knew he would have good dreams that night.


Serena on the other hand was worried. The reason she hadn't seen him in two years was entirely her doing. She had been avoiding him. She had held out the faintest hope that he would be too busy to spend time with her; despite her loneliness she would rather be alone then face him after what she had heard him say. She closed her eyes as memories of that night filled her head.


a/n: august 3ed according to the manga version of sailor moon is Darien's birthday. I wrote the first chapter of this story last week and when I went back to read it I had absolutely no idea what I had written. Has that ever happened to anyone? I wrote the first chapter of this and literally had no clue what I wrote. I actually had to read the story to remember what it was about and then I was surprised by it. i remember moving my fingers over the keys of my lap top but I honestly couldn't remember a word that I had typed. strange, don't you think?

i put breaks in hopes of making it less confusing when i switch between the charters. sorry for all the spelling and gramer errors. i only seem to be able to write when its two in the morning and i'm exausted out of my mind. i hope you like where the story is going and i'll try to update soon. thanks for reading.