Title: Who Really Cares for Me?
Author: Usagi San
Email: chiba_serena@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-PG13
Disclaimer: I don't own sailor moon
AN: Hi guys! Ok, this chapter is done. Finally! Due to some problems, this chapter came out later than expected, but that's ok, right? Well, enjoy and don't forget to email me with comments!
Chapter 6
We ate at a very elegant restaurant since Darien obviously wasn't invited to anyone's house for breakfast. During the breakfast, Darien was attentive to my every whim, and he was a perfect gentlemen. I was really surprised, considering I thought he was going to be an obnoxious jerk. I guess we just got off on a bad foot during our first meeting.
We didn't really talk much, just me blabbing about my home in America. Somehow the topic strayed to the pretend courting between us.
"I think we should start on it right away," I decided rather eagerly. I want this whole scheme to be done with soon. Who would want to lie to their loved ones? I certainly don't, and the faster we get started, the faster I'll be finished.
Darien doesn't seem to have the same thought.
"We still have to work everything out though?" he objected.
I glared at him. So much for the patient and caring guy! Perhaps I misjudged him too hastily.
"Listen to me Serena." He then sighed as if he doesn't know what to say. "This is going to be hard, so we need to plan it out carefully." Then he grinned, and I was forced to admit to myself just how handsome this guy is.
"I happen to know that Charles and Lydia are going to the formal ball held at the Royal palace tomorrow."
I racketed through my memory and remembered that Austal had told me that the Royal Palace was a beautiful ballroom and hotel. It was very luxurious and I had always wanted to go there with Charles.
"Do you have tickets?"
I stood nervously in front of the mirror and looked at myself. I had adorned a white, off-shoulder gown with golden-coloured designs across the front and pearls around my waist. The dress hugged my body to the hip and then flared out elegantly. I also wore a strand of pearl necklace around my neck and pearl earrings. My maid had came earlier to help me put on makeup and did my hair up in a sophisticated bun. A few locks of hair escaped the bun and framed my face.
The day had come to put forth my best acting skills and put on the performance that will win Charles's heart.
Ok, so it's a little exaggerated. I don't really expect Charles to kneel and proclaim his love for me after only the first time.
The knocking on the door interrupted my thinking. I ran my hands over my swept up hair one more time and then, picking up my handbag, I went over and opened the door.
There stood Darien. He wore a black tuxedo and had his hair all combed and neatened. I felt the familiar surge of feeling as I inhaled his unidentifiable cologne. In his hand, he held a single rose.
My eyes couldn't help themselves as they totally and thoroughly went over his body. I was only dimly aware that he was doing the same thing. Finally, I looked back at his face and found a hint of admiration in his eyes. I felt satisfied, not knowing why.
He handed me the rose and said in a deep voice, "You look lovely Serena." I blushed and smiled my thanks. Taking his arm, we walked out of the house. Thankfully, Austal and Damale weren't home; they had some business to attend to. I love Austal and Damale but sometimes, they are just too much for a girl to handle.
The hotel was amazing. Simply amazing. It was a pure white building with deep red carpets across the halls. As soon as we entered, we were attacked with a fresh scent of a rare species of flower. I breathed in deeply and savoured the sweet smell.
Soon, we were seated at the big dining room. I craned my neck, trying to find Charles. I was so nervous about this whole thing. Darien noticed my futile attempt to find Charles in this big room filled with people.
Taking my hands into his large ones, he smiled warmly and said, "Serena, just enjoy yourself for now. I'm sure he will be here soon."
I felt myself blush under his gaze. Then, I felt awful. Here I was with a wonderful man, and instead of enjoying it, I was busy looking for someone else.
I was determined to give my full attention to Darien, at least until I see Charles.
"So, what has been happening in your life these past days?" I asked him.
We talked all through dinner, pausing only to order food. I learned many things about Darien. Over all, he was a fascinating man, proud, handsome, almost cold, and extremely rich. I told him a little about myself and was very comfortable with him. During the time, I seemed to have forgotten about Charles completely. Finally, we were done our dinner. Darien stood up, along with lots of other men, and offered his right hand to me. I looked at his hand for a moment, confused. Looking around, I noticed that many young ladies had taken the offered hand and were walking gracefully out to the ballroom.
Quickly, I took Darien's hand, ignoring how well my small delicate hand fitted well in his large ones.
The ballroom was also magnificent. A large, crystal light hung at the white ceiling in the center of the room. Everywhere, flowers displayed nicely, blending in with the soft coloured background.
As soon as we entered, slow music began to play. Already, couples are filling the dance floor. Impulsively, Darien pulled me onto the dance floor and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me close.
"Don't look now," he lowered his head, murmuring into my ear. Even with my heels, I am still a little shorter than him. "But to your left, there's Charles."
Of course, I turned to look, having never been able to resist. There he was, dancing with Lydia, the red head. He seemed to be enjoying himself, unaware of me staring at him. For a weird reason, I no longer feel jealousy. With Darien near me, holding me close, I seemed to be complete. No longer unhappy, but in bliss. It was strange and I denied it. After spending so much time thinking up schemes to win Charles back, I can't be changing my mind now! Resolutely, I decided that I was going to go through with this plan and make Charles mine and ignore the annoying voice inside my head that told me what I'm doing is wrong.
As though sensing someone was staring at him, Charles looked up and saw me. I quickly looked away and snuggled deeper into Darien's embrace. He tightened his hold on my waist and I sucked in a sharp breath. Just having Darien so close to me shook me up. I had never really noticed how well I fit with him. Or how kind and considerate he is. As I danced, I realized how much Darien sacrificed for me. He was willing to pretend-court me so that I may have Charles. I shook my head regretfully. Maybe this whole thing is not such a good idea.
I looked up at him, drinking in Darien's appearance. His eyes were closed as we swayed to the music. The handsome face was relaxed and smooth. My eyes traveled down to his straight nose, then to his sensual mouth. Oh how I longed to kiss those lips right now! Wild thoughts ran through my head and I felt all hot. He suddenly opened his eyes and I peered into blueness. I could drown into them. As though by force, we moved closer and closer. The rest of the people seemed to fade away and we were the only people here. I closed my eyes, waiting.
After what felt like forever, I felt a hesitant touch on my lips. Then, the touch became firmer as he crushed his lips to mine. My knees gave out, and I leaned into him for support. The kiss appeared to have lasted forever as he traced my lips with his imploring tongue. I moaned with lust and gave him greater access to my inner mouth. He explored every inch with expert tongues. Somewhere in the back of my mind, a little voice asked me if I should be displaying such rash actions in public. I paid no attention to the warning as Darien groaned, pulling me even closer if that is possible. I kissed him back with equal passion as our tongues touched and played with each other. Finally, we broke off gasping and staring into each other's eyes. Somehow, during our little tirade, my hands had buried themselves in Darien's hair. It felt so soft.
We were still regaining our breath and staring at each other when a figure rammed into us and pushed Darien into a couple dancing nearby. I gasped and looked at the rude person, only to discover that it was Charles!
End of chapter 6
Hi again! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I have a confession to make. I can never write long chapters. By now, I think you guys know that all my chapters are about the same length. Short. I had tried to write long chapters! Honest! But I just can't seem to write anymore than this length. Well, tell me what you think. Email me, please, with comments! I think I have about 2 more chapters to go. Maybe more, maybe less depending on what I can think up of.
See you next time!
-Usagi San
