Hello! Sorry for the delay, again!! it won't happen again... (I hope). BUT, here is chapter 07. Enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon or the characters associated with the franchise. I do however, own the plot of this story and the additional characters.
Falling Head over Heels Chapter 7
Serena woke with a start, her head pounding with paragraphs on medicine she had been reading for the past two weeks. She glanced at her laptop and books and groaned. She had (stupidly) decided to try and get some studying done after returning from the club at 1:00 a.m. It came as no surprise, then, that she fell asleep after the first paragraph of her medical text. She hadn't even bothered to change or take the bed sheets off.
Serena entered the bathroom and brushed her teeth in a decidedly resigned way. Slowly, she made her way to the shower. She sighed: she had danced almost non–stop the night before, and as a result, her entire body was aching. Amari and Zannia had almost forced her to dance. Thinking of Amari sent a twinge of annoyance through Serena. Amari had spent almost the entire night solely with Darien and vice versa. After Amari pulled him away, Serena didn't see him until they were ready to leave (and she was ready to sit on the club's floor and sleep). She was irritated by the fact that Amari didn't let anyone else even speak to him (she had whisked him away somewhere) and by the fact that Darien didn't even try to ask her to dance again.
She remembered that Amari and Darien had been dating. Zannia had told her that Amari still liked Darien. Maybe the feeling was mutual? Serena thought back to when Darien had kissed her. It hadn't felt like he was interested in someone at the time. She realized Amari and Darien had probably kissed many times while they had been dating, and scowled.
Somewhere in the back of her mind she suspected it was the latter that bothered her more, but she refused to acknowledge it.
Therefore, it was a thoroughly irritated Serena who opened the bathroom door.
And screamed.
Darien dropped one of her books in shock and his head snapped up in surprise.
Serena merely gaped at him, unable to find the words to question him.
"Er… hi?" He said tentatively, seeming to sense something was wrong.
"What are you doing? You nearly gave me a heart attack!" She exclaimed, clutching her chest in a slightly exaggerated manner.
"Looking for you," He explained.
"Looking for me," She repeated faintly, "In my room?"
"Well, yeah." Darien said unconcernedly, "I mean you weren't at the table so I thought I'd find you here."
"So you just waltz in and start going through my stuff? Ever heard of knocking?" Serena snapped. She shook her head in disbelief, still rooted to her spot right outside the bathroom door.
"I knocked, but nobody answered, so I… well, I came in. And give me a break– they're just books."
"I'm convinced." Serena said as she sat down on her bed.
"Convinced of what?"
"That you're insane."
"What?" Darien sat beside her, his eyes clouded with confusion.
Serena turned to him and locked eyes with his, "Why do you do these stupid things?"
Darien stared blankly at her.
"Like the first time we met. You very nearly assaulted me!" Serena cried. She had no idea why she had mentioned that. True, it had been weighing on her mind lately, but why would she mention it to Darien of all people? Before she could contemplate it any further, he responded and she realized she was going to have to play this through.
"Look that was a mistake." Darien growled. He couldn't believe she was bringing that up again.
"Yeah, but that didn't get any apology out of you, did it?" Serena got up and moved to her cluttered desk. Once her back was to Darien, she winced. That was the only thing she could think of to explain the sudden mention of the subject. She cursed herself inwardly for being so idiotic as to bring the subject up.
"What are you talking about?" He said angrily, "I apologized right after!"
"If you call that an apology," Serena muttered, trying to sound convincing. Darien walked up to her, his eyebrows drawn together, and his eyes stormy with anger.
"You accepted the apology, didn't you?"
"That was no apology after how you kissed-"
"It's not the apology that's bothering you." Darien said abruptly, "It's the kiss, isn't it?" he continued in a softer tone.
"No!" Serena said, genuinely surprised. At the mention of it, though, she realised she was torn between anger and guilt over the kiss: anger at what Darien had done and guilt at the fact that she had liked it.
"It is." Darien said quietly.
"No it isn't." Serena insisted, "Trust me, that was the last thing-"
"Why don't you just admit it, Serena?" Darien said loudly, overriding her statement. He moved closer and Serena's breath caught in her throat. Her back was cutting into the desk painfully, but she was unaware of it.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Serena replied honestly, "But I do think it's really strange that you'd go around kissing random girls.
Darien stared into her eyes. A more emotional girl would have quailed beneath the stare and have burst into tears. But Serena stood her ground and gazed stonily back.
Then he did the unthinkable: he kissed her. Despite everything she had said or felt up until now to indicate irritation towards him, Serena closed her eyes and kissed him back.
Darien pulled away abruptly and regarded her haughtily for a second and then said, "I suggest you sort out your feelings because it sure didn't feel like you were angry." Smirking, he left.
Serena stared. She touched her lips uncertainly and then a thought popped into her head, so random and so completely ridiculous that she nearly laughed out loud at the mere suggestion:
There was no way she was falling for Darien… was she?
Yes? No? Maybe?
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