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Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon (Tears)
"Darien?" The question hung in the night swallowed by the endless darkness.
The rain falls all around them and for one moment time stands still. In the silence of the night all you can hear is a heart breaking once more and another crying for redemption. Two souls bound for eternity; one lost in darkness and one striving to survive at all costs.
She never thought she would see him again. She had forced her heart to forget to move on but tonight it seemed destiny had a different plan in mind. It had been so long; so long since she had allowed herself to say his name out loud. Even in the recess of her dreams she vanish his memory knowing it was the only way she could learn to go on without him. And now, after all this time he was standing before her.
Suddenly all those forgotten memories come rushing back and once again she's that young girl longing for his love and approval.
For one instant she's tempted to rush to his arms.
For a moment there she forgets that time has passed and she's a different person.
For one second she's blinded and all she can remember is the touch of his hands.
And as she looks at him she loses herself in that old forgotten dream and she sees the way he used to be so beautiful so strong.
She remembers the scent of his skin, the way his lips tasted, and the way his hands wrapped themselves around her hair.
She remembers the sound of his laughter, the tilt of his smile and the brilliance of his deep blue eyes.
But above all she remembers a love that elates, torments, confounds, and ruptures her heart in two when she recalls his goodbye.
However, reality intrudes on memories that should be left in the past where they belong.
But how can you do that when your past is standing before you looking more beautiful than he has a right to?
The rain continues to fall and she reminds herself to harden her heart. To bear in mind that it was he who walked away on that cold September night.
Then again, easier said than done, her heart betrays her once again and she can't help but reach out to touch his face. Moreover, with that move comes the realization that she's been lying to herself all this time. She loves him. She loves him so much that it's all she can do to keep from flinging herself into his arms and never letting go. The tears threatened to fall and the memory of his farewell slashes at her like knives. She wanted to hold him, this man who had walked into her life and turned it upside down with his love. And as he looks at her with those eyes that had been seared into her brain; she fights to blank out the wonder of being near him, of being so close that she can touch him once more.
In the lonely months of sleepless nights and hopeless days, she had come to the conclusion that Darien was inherently hard. He would always be capable of shutting her out of his life and coldly walking away from her, because he would never really trust her. He would never let himself be completely vulnerable and would always find a reason to push her away. He would only offer her a fraction of his affection never allowing her to thread into the corners of his heart. However, that would never be enough; she wanted him, all of him.
His eyes were holding hers, as he reached to grasp her hand and she could see the desperation in them.
"Serena?"
The sound of his voice after such a long absence almost unravels her. Summoning the last vestiges of her self-control, she firmly pushes his hand away from her. She pulls her gaze away from his and turns on her heel walking away from him. She has to leave; to run away before she admits to the truth that prevails in her heart.
For the second time in her life she can feel her heart shattering and this time she doesn't know if she'll survive. As she walks away her slim body wracked with wrenching sobs she hears the soft whisper of his voice.
"Please." His voice is hoarse and tight, as if the words are being twisted from him.
She feels her defenses crumble and as he jerks her into his arms, crushing her to his lean, hard length, she winds her arms tightly around his neck, smoothing his thick, dark hair. His lips open on hers with greedy desperation, his hands moving over her back pulling her to him as if he wanted to absorb her.
"I need you so much," he whispers, trying to control the longing that overcomes him.
She kisses him back with all the aching love in her heart. As she surfaces back to reality, her cheek pressed against the pounding of his heart. A shudder runs through her body and she cries softly in anguish as she holds on to him.
She cries for him and she cries for herself. She cries and she yearns because she knows the she has to fight the beauty of being held in his arms once again. As much as she loves him, as she has always loved him she knows she has to walk away from his arms.
He's always had this incredible power over her; the power to call her back to his arms when he wants, the power to make her forgive him for his transgressions and the power to make her fall in love with him all over again.
And as she holds on to him she knows that if she wants to be the woman she's destined to be now is not the time to be with him. For now the path she is to follow in life has to be without him. To fulfill her destiny she must do it alone but deep inside her a new hope flourishes: the hope that she will have love. After all is said and done she will have his love.
As she struggles to regain what's left of her self-control she firmly pushes away from his embrace.
"I have to leave Darien."
Darien's jaw tightens and his whole body tenses at the calm, finality in her voice. With his blue fathomless blue eyes still holding hers, he reaches out to brush a strand of her hair back. Their eyes clash and tell the unspoken words neither of them dare to whisper.
The only thing Darien wants to do is hold her and never let her go. But in her gaze he sees the resolve. For the first time he sees the maturity behind those blue orbs and realizes that the girl that used to be is no longer. However, what hurts the most is because of his own foolishness he hadn't been there to see the transformation. The woman before him is everything he wants and everything he can't have.
And he knows he's lost and as he watches her turn away from him he feels the emptiness swallowing his heart whole.
Nevertheless, in the stillness of the night he hears the parting words that make his heart whole once again. The words that give him hope and finally make him understand that he has to follow his own path in order to find his way back to her once more.
"I'll always be your girl Darien. Wherever life takes me I'll always be yours."
The End!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailor Moon (Tears)
"Darien?" The question hung in the night swallowed by the endless darkness.
The rain falls all around them and for one moment time stands still. In the silence of the night all you can hear is a heart breaking once more and another crying for redemption. Two souls bound for eternity; one lost in darkness and one striving to survive at all costs.
She never thought she would see him again. She had forced her heart to forget to move on but tonight it seemed destiny had a different plan in mind. It had been so long; so long since she had allowed herself to say his name out loud. Even in the recess of her dreams she vanish his memory knowing it was the only way she could learn to go on without him. And now, after all this time he was standing before her.
Suddenly all those forgotten memories come rushing back and once again she's that young girl longing for his love and approval.
For one instant she's tempted to rush to his arms.
For a moment there she forgets that time has passed and she's a different person.
For one second she's blinded and all she can remember is the touch of his hands.
And as she looks at him she loses herself in that old forgotten dream and she sees the way he used to be so beautiful so strong.
She remembers the scent of his skin, the way his lips tasted, and the way his hands wrapped themselves around her hair.
She remembers the sound of his laughter, the tilt of his smile and the brilliance of his deep blue eyes.
But above all she remembers a love that elates, torments, confounds, and ruptures her heart in two when she recalls his goodbye.
However, reality intrudes on memories that should be left in the past where they belong.
But how can you do that when your past is standing before you looking more beautiful than he has a right to?
The rain continues to fall and she reminds herself to harden her heart. To bear in mind that it was he who walked away on that cold September night.
Then again, easier said than done, her heart betrays her once again and she can't help but reach out to touch his face. Moreover, with that move comes the realization that she's been lying to herself all this time. She loves him. She loves him so much that it's all she can do to keep from flinging herself into his arms and never letting go. The tears threatened to fall and the memory of his farewell slashes at her like knives. She wanted to hold him, this man who had walked into her life and turned it upside down with his love. And as he looks at her with those eyes that had been seared into her brain; she fights to blank out the wonder of being near him, of being so close that she can touch him once more.
In the lonely months of sleepless nights and hopeless days, she had come to the conclusion that Darien was inherently hard. He would always be capable of shutting her out of his life and coldly walking away from her, because he would never really trust her. He would never let himself be completely vulnerable and would always find a reason to push her away. He would only offer her a fraction of his affection never allowing her to thread into the corners of his heart. However, that would never be enough; she wanted him, all of him.
His eyes were holding hers, as he reached to grasp her hand and she could see the desperation in them.
"Serena?"
The sound of his voice after such a long absence almost unravels her. Summoning the last vestiges of her self-control, she firmly pushes his hand away from her. She pulls her gaze away from his and turns on her heel walking away from him. She has to leave; to run away before she admits to the truth that prevails in her heart.
For the second time in her life she can feel her heart shattering and this time she doesn't know if she'll survive. As she walks away her slim body wracked with wrenching sobs she hears the soft whisper of his voice.
"Please." His voice is hoarse and tight, as if the words are being twisted from him.
She feels her defenses crumble and as he jerks her into his arms, crushing her to his lean, hard length, she winds her arms tightly around his neck, smoothing his thick, dark hair. His lips open on hers with greedy desperation, his hands moving over her back pulling her to him as if he wanted to absorb her.
"I need you so much," he whispers, trying to control the longing that overcomes him.
She kisses him back with all the aching love in her heart. As she surfaces back to reality, her cheek pressed against the pounding of his heart. A shudder runs through her body and she cries softly in anguish as she holds on to him.
She cries for him and she cries for herself. She cries and she yearns because she knows the she has to fight the beauty of being held in his arms once again. As much as she loves him, as she has always loved him she knows she has to walk away from his arms.
He's always had this incredible power over her; the power to call her back to his arms when he wants, the power to make her forgive him for his transgressions and the power to make her fall in love with him all over again.
And as she holds on to him she knows that if she wants to be the woman she's destined to be now is not the time to be with him. For now the path she is to follow in life has to be without him. To fulfill her destiny she must do it alone but deep inside her a new hope flourishes: the hope that she will have love. After all is said and done she will have his love.
As she struggles to regain what's left of her self-control she firmly pushes away from his embrace.
"I have to leave Darien."
Darien's jaw tightens and his whole body tenses at the calm, finality in her voice. With his blue fathomless blue eyes still holding hers, he reaches out to brush a strand of her hair back. Their eyes clash and tell the unspoken words neither of them dare to whisper.
The only thing Darien wants to do is hold her and never let her go. But in her gaze he sees the resolve. For the first time he sees the maturity behind those blue orbs and realizes that the girl that used to be is no longer. However, what hurts the most is because of his own foolishness he hadn't been there to see the transformation. The woman before him is everything he wants and everything he can't have.
And he knows he's lost and as he watches her turn away from him he feels the emptiness swallowing his heart whole.
Nevertheless, in the stillness of the night he hears the parting words that make his heart whole once again. The words that give him hope and finally make him understand that he has to follow his own path in order to find his way back to her once more.
"I'll always be your girl Darien. Wherever life takes me I'll always be yours."
The End!!!!