1 AN: This is my first fanfic ever! Please review and tell me what you
thought. I will continue this story based on your responses. Please give
me some slack for using the NA names and stuff like that. Thanx for taking
the time to read it!
Disclaimer: If you think I own Sailor Moon than you should get your head checked!
2
3 Love Found in Snow
By Xerexs
"So Dare, you waiting for Serena to come in or what?" Andrew asked as a smirk spread across his lips when he saw the horrified look on Darien's face.
"What are you talking about?!!! Man, that's not even funny!" Andrew laughed and poured Darien another cup of coffee.
"Calm down. I didn't mean anything by it. It just seems to me that you always happen to be around when you know she'll be here. You always come here right before she shows up and you leave as soon as she's gone. I'm starting to feel neglected over here. You argue with Serena more than you talk to me, your best friend! I feel so used!" Andrew held his heart as his face contorted with fake hurt.
"Knock it off already!" Darien threw his napkin at Andrew's face and focused back on his coffee.
Andrew had always been there for Darien when he needed him. He was always ready to listen or give advice. Of course what's a best friend without a bit of teasing.
"Oh my, did I strike a nerve? Come on Dare it's so obvious to me that you like her. You two are practically made for each other! Why don't you fill me in? You know, before I became your excuse to see Serena I was your best friend!" Andrew said as he started to wipe the counter.
"Andrew I have no idea what you're."
~BAM!~
Darien swiveled on his stool. His eyes landed on a very flustered Meatball Head standing by the door she had just slammed against the wall. 'Wow, she certainly knows how to make an entrance.'
Darien could hear her huffing loudly and he could tell by her pink nose and flushed cheeks that she must have been running outside in the cold. Her knee-length blonde hair was up in its usual style, a bun on either side of her head with the excess hair gracefully streaming from each. Serena was dressed in her usual school uniform, although now because of the cold weather she wore knee socks with her pleated skirt. 'For a 16 year old she is quite cute, alright so she's absolutely flawless. I'm only 20, there's not that much of an age difference. What am I thinking? If her father knew what just went through my mind he'd probably run me over with his car!'
"Oops! Sorry Andrew!" Serena squealed as she shut the glass door as carefully as possible. "I will never get used to that door!"
"My dear Meatball Head, don't be too hard on yourself. Not everyone knows how to open a door." Darien said with a hint of sarcasm while a his lips curled with a smirk on his adorable face.
"Grrrrrr! Don't even start Darien, I'm in too good a mood! I passed my math test today and it just started too snow!" Serena yelled as she looked out the window and saw the glittering flakes hit the ground.
"Congratulations Sere! Here have a hot chocolate on the house. Maybe it will warm you up a bit. I can't believe they make you wear those skirts in the winter!"
"Andrew you're the best! You know exactly how to make me happy. What would I do without you?" Serena gushed as she plopped herself down on the seat next to Darien.
"It's not that complicated Meatball Head. I mean anything involving chocolate makes you happy. It's not very hard too understand." Darien said as he took a sip of his coffee. He always hated it when Serena got too chummy with Andrew, although he had always tried to suppress that spark of jealousy.
"Oh, well if you understand so well then why do you always make me so miserable? Hmmmm?" Serena took a sip of her hot chocolate and answered her own question, "Now I remember, it's because you're an evil little ugly imp sent from hell to torture me everyday by calling me Meatball Head. But I've always wondered why you're so unoriginal. I thought that being the supposed superior intellect that you are you'd be able to invent some new forms of torture." Being very satisfied with her answer Serena stopped babbling and downed the rest of her hot chocolate rather quickly.
"Serena you're too much! You're the only one I know that can actually diss Darien. For that one you get another hot chocolate, this one with extra marshmallows!" Andrew couldn't help but chuckle as he passed Serena her new cup and went to help some little kids trying the figure out a Sailor V video game.
Darien was still gaping at Serena. Not only had she majorly dissed him, but his best friend had commended her on it. Worst of all, he hadn't thought of a witty comeback and he always had a witty comeback.
"Alright, out with it already. What kind of insult are you gonna throw at me. You know you haven't made fun of my nose in a while. You could tell me that I wear my skirt too short. Oh, I know! You could fire a couple of classic short jokes at me. Come on let's just get it out of the way now. You don't need to drag out the misery!" Serena's face was turning bright red as she was spouting out at Darien with more anger in her voice than she had intended.
Serena was sick and tired of Darien arguing with her. 'Sure he's attractive, older, smart, and attractive. Okay so he's absolutely gorgeous! I've always thought that he teased me in good fun, but sometimes he's so cold I wonder if he really is the conceited jerk that I accuse him of being. Sometimes he can be so immature!' She'd had a crush on Darien for a while now, even though she would never admit it to anyone. Something in her heart had told her that Darien was a good guy, she knew she just needed to see past all of his shortcomings. 'I just wish that he wasn't so persistent in pushing me away.'
'I think I might have finally pushed Serena too far. She looks like she's about to hyperventilate! She's never been this upset before. Quick Darien, say something to lighten the mood.' Darien could never come straight out and apologize to Serena, that just wasn't part of his nature. 'I'll just use some slick words and butter her up a bit. Hey this could be fun if I play my cards right, I can't wait to see the expression on her face. She may even be chummy with me for once! This is going to be classic!'
"Your nose is perfect and I certainly don't mind the view that your skirt gives me, and I'm not an evil little ugly imp sent from hell. I just love it when your nose gets all wrinkled and your face turns bright red when you're mad at me. I don't want you to think being with me is torture. You know I can be a nice guy when I want to be."
What came out of Darien's mouth hadn't exactly been what he had in mind. Darien had said all this with a calmness that had surprised even him. Darien hadn't realized the full extent of what he was saying until he actually said it out loud. He had gone a little overboard, he never thought he would say that with the sincerity that he had. It sounded more like an apology than a few slick words. The strange part was that he knew what he said was true. All Darien could do was stare at his coffee, now he didn't want to see the expression on Serena's face.
"What?" Serena's voice quivered with what she realized was hope. 'Why should I care what his motives for my torture are?' Now Serena was gaping at Darien. She was hopeful but she was still disbelieving. 'He sounded so calm, almost gentle. Maybe there's hope. but why is he telling me all this now?'
Darien still couldn't face her. Not after what he had just said, not after what he had just admitted to himself. 'Great, she's staring at me. I have to cover this up, but how can I do that without her hating me. Who am I kidding? She already hates me! Why did my mouth have to work faster than my brain?'
The silence was driving her crazy. Her little heart couldn't take it. 'Did he mean what he just said? Why wasn't he saying anything? Why is he so fascinated by his coffee? I can't take this anymore!'
"Darien. please say something." That was all that she could quietly force out of her mouth. 'Great one Serena, you just set yourself up for a major letdown! What do you expect him to say now? That he's madly in love with you? That's laughable! Maybe it's not, maybe I should have a little faith, it could happen! Yeah sure, you could also study but that's not going to happen either.' Serena was now officially over the edge. Having an argument with yourself isn't a sign of a mentally stable person. Now Darien really had come up with a new form of torture, his silence was worse than his teasing.
Darien could tell that he had let the silence go on for too long. 'She sounded almost desperate for me to say something. What does she expect me to say? Wait does that mean that she. could she possibly. maybe. like me? Yeah right, dream on Romeo. Why did I put myself in this situation anyway?'
"I . uh. Serena."
"Yes."
"."
"I'm listening."
"Never mind, just forget it."
"What? Just forget it? Forget what just happened? How can I? You were the one who decided to unload all of this on me right now! I can't just forget it Darien. I don't want to just forget it. Do you realize that this whole time I thought you hated me. now I'm not sure what to think." Her voice quivered as Serena fought back tears with all her might.
Darien gathered all the courage he could muster. He took his eyes off his coffee and looked to his side. His eyes landed on the pretty girl with gorgeous blue eyes sitting next to him. Their eyes met and Darien gasped at what he saw. He could see that her eyes were glazed over and she was holding back tears. 'Why would she cry over me? How could I make her cry over me, I really am a jerk! I have to stop this.'
"Don't cry Serena, you should never cry because of an evil little ugly imp like me. I could never hate you Serena." Darien placed his hand on Serena's, which had been delicately resting on the counter. Darien wanted with all his heart to see her happy again. He was trying to lighten the mood; he couldn't stand to see her cry. Even when he teased her she would never cry over it, at least he hoped she didn't.
"You really don't hate me?" Serena was still a bit skeptical. She definitely didn't want to get her hopes up. She had seen something in Darien's stormy blue eyes that had surprised her to say the least. They had been gentle and caring, it was almost like his eyes were pleading with her to be happy, she didn't want to give that up. Serena suddenly realized that his warm hand was resting on hers. She turned and gazed at his hand a little unsurely. When her gaze returned to Darien she met the same stormy dark blue eyes that seemed so gentle and calming to her.
Darien couldn't help but chuckle. Serena seemed so confused and so hopeful. He didn't want this feeling to end. Darien's hand was enjoying the feeling of her cool hand against his. Darien's eyes were enjoying the sky blue eyes that were looking at him so intently, they almost seemed to be searching his soul. 'Why didn't I ever see her this way before? I can't let things go back to the way they were. Not after having a taste of what being close to her can be like.
"Really Serena. I could never hate you. No one could ever hate someone like you. I'm sorry if I made you think that, I had no idea that you took our little sparing sessions so seriously. You know that I'm not a very social person; teasing you was the only way I knew how to talk to you. I know it's pathetic, but it's the truth." Darien watched Serena's face very closely; he really hoped that she understood what he was saying. He wanted so badly to just be given a second chance.
Serena couldn't believe it. Her head tilted slightly to the side and she brought her free hand to her chin while she let the full effect of his words sink in. 'He was so honest, this is better than anything I ever hoped for! Maybe this means we can start over. Wait a sec, did my big conceited jerk just call himself pathetic? Oh this is just too much.' Serena started to giggle as she thought about Darien calling himself pathetic. Serena took her hand from her chin and placed it on top of Darien's hand. A huge smile spread across her face as she looked at Darien and saw that he was waiting for her to accept his apology.
"My dear Darien, there's no need to deflate your huge ego by calling yourself pathetic. I'm very proud of you Darien. Do you realize how large a bridge you crossed today? You actually apologized to me, and you didn't even call me Meatball Head in the process! I think we should start over, this time we could try to be friends. What do you say?" Serena saw the smile on Darien's face and already knew what the answer was.
"That sounds great. You know, teasing you everyday can be quite exhausting! Hold on, can I still call you Meatball Head? I don't think I'll be able to stop calling you that completely cold-turkey."
"Keep in mind that you have a lot of torturing to makeup for, you'll have to be extra nice to me for a while if you really want to be friends."
"But I thought you said that we were going to start over. You know, clean slate. You can't hold my past offences against me!"
"You tortured me remember! That means that I get to make up the rules of our new 'friendship'. This is going to be strictly on a trial basis so you better suck up majorly if you want this to work out."
"But I really don't think I can just stop calling you Meatball Head. That name just seems to suit you so well."
"Fine, if calling me Meatball Head means that much to you than I guess you can use it occasionally. But that means that I get to call you a name of my own choosing, no matter how embarrassing you think it is."
"Okay I get it. I don't think I want to know what kind of a name you've picked out for me so I won't even ask."
"That a boy. Oh my god! Is it really 5:00? I told my mom I'd be home at 4:30! I really have to book it Darien. I guess I'll see you tomorrow and we can start this new 'friends' thing." Serena had started to get up when Darien gently grabbed hold of her wrist.
"Wait. I have a better idea. Why don't I give you a ride, it's better than you running home in the cold. You can count it as my first act of friendship, or you could call it sucking up. Besides, I was heading home anyway." With that Darien let go of Serena's wrist and started to get up as well. He then pulled on his coat and started to put on gloves.
"Are you sure that you should drive in this snow? I certainly don't want to die after successfully doing the impossible task of turning a conceited jerk into a friend, even if it is only on a trial basis."
"It's barely even flurrying outside, I can drive in it no problem. Anyways, what makes you think that I'm not still a conceited jerk? Even conceited jerks can be friends."
"Whatever, I'm late remember! Let's hurry it up already! Pick up the pace Muffin!"
"Muffin?!!!"
***TO BE CONTINUED***
Disclaimer: If you think I own Sailor Moon than you should get your head checked!
2
3 Love Found in Snow
By Xerexs
"So Dare, you waiting for Serena to come in or what?" Andrew asked as a smirk spread across his lips when he saw the horrified look on Darien's face.
"What are you talking about?!!! Man, that's not even funny!" Andrew laughed and poured Darien another cup of coffee.
"Calm down. I didn't mean anything by it. It just seems to me that you always happen to be around when you know she'll be here. You always come here right before she shows up and you leave as soon as she's gone. I'm starting to feel neglected over here. You argue with Serena more than you talk to me, your best friend! I feel so used!" Andrew held his heart as his face contorted with fake hurt.
"Knock it off already!" Darien threw his napkin at Andrew's face and focused back on his coffee.
Andrew had always been there for Darien when he needed him. He was always ready to listen or give advice. Of course what's a best friend without a bit of teasing.
"Oh my, did I strike a nerve? Come on Dare it's so obvious to me that you like her. You two are practically made for each other! Why don't you fill me in? You know, before I became your excuse to see Serena I was your best friend!" Andrew said as he started to wipe the counter.
"Andrew I have no idea what you're."
~BAM!~
Darien swiveled on his stool. His eyes landed on a very flustered Meatball Head standing by the door she had just slammed against the wall. 'Wow, she certainly knows how to make an entrance.'
Darien could hear her huffing loudly and he could tell by her pink nose and flushed cheeks that she must have been running outside in the cold. Her knee-length blonde hair was up in its usual style, a bun on either side of her head with the excess hair gracefully streaming from each. Serena was dressed in her usual school uniform, although now because of the cold weather she wore knee socks with her pleated skirt. 'For a 16 year old she is quite cute, alright so she's absolutely flawless. I'm only 20, there's not that much of an age difference. What am I thinking? If her father knew what just went through my mind he'd probably run me over with his car!'
"Oops! Sorry Andrew!" Serena squealed as she shut the glass door as carefully as possible. "I will never get used to that door!"
"My dear Meatball Head, don't be too hard on yourself. Not everyone knows how to open a door." Darien said with a hint of sarcasm while a his lips curled with a smirk on his adorable face.
"Grrrrrr! Don't even start Darien, I'm in too good a mood! I passed my math test today and it just started too snow!" Serena yelled as she looked out the window and saw the glittering flakes hit the ground.
"Congratulations Sere! Here have a hot chocolate on the house. Maybe it will warm you up a bit. I can't believe they make you wear those skirts in the winter!"
"Andrew you're the best! You know exactly how to make me happy. What would I do without you?" Serena gushed as she plopped herself down on the seat next to Darien.
"It's not that complicated Meatball Head. I mean anything involving chocolate makes you happy. It's not very hard too understand." Darien said as he took a sip of his coffee. He always hated it when Serena got too chummy with Andrew, although he had always tried to suppress that spark of jealousy.
"Oh, well if you understand so well then why do you always make me so miserable? Hmmmm?" Serena took a sip of her hot chocolate and answered her own question, "Now I remember, it's because you're an evil little ugly imp sent from hell to torture me everyday by calling me Meatball Head. But I've always wondered why you're so unoriginal. I thought that being the supposed superior intellect that you are you'd be able to invent some new forms of torture." Being very satisfied with her answer Serena stopped babbling and downed the rest of her hot chocolate rather quickly.
"Serena you're too much! You're the only one I know that can actually diss Darien. For that one you get another hot chocolate, this one with extra marshmallows!" Andrew couldn't help but chuckle as he passed Serena her new cup and went to help some little kids trying the figure out a Sailor V video game.
Darien was still gaping at Serena. Not only had she majorly dissed him, but his best friend had commended her on it. Worst of all, he hadn't thought of a witty comeback and he always had a witty comeback.
"Alright, out with it already. What kind of insult are you gonna throw at me. You know you haven't made fun of my nose in a while. You could tell me that I wear my skirt too short. Oh, I know! You could fire a couple of classic short jokes at me. Come on let's just get it out of the way now. You don't need to drag out the misery!" Serena's face was turning bright red as she was spouting out at Darien with more anger in her voice than she had intended.
Serena was sick and tired of Darien arguing with her. 'Sure he's attractive, older, smart, and attractive. Okay so he's absolutely gorgeous! I've always thought that he teased me in good fun, but sometimes he's so cold I wonder if he really is the conceited jerk that I accuse him of being. Sometimes he can be so immature!' She'd had a crush on Darien for a while now, even though she would never admit it to anyone. Something in her heart had told her that Darien was a good guy, she knew she just needed to see past all of his shortcomings. 'I just wish that he wasn't so persistent in pushing me away.'
'I think I might have finally pushed Serena too far. She looks like she's about to hyperventilate! She's never been this upset before. Quick Darien, say something to lighten the mood.' Darien could never come straight out and apologize to Serena, that just wasn't part of his nature. 'I'll just use some slick words and butter her up a bit. Hey this could be fun if I play my cards right, I can't wait to see the expression on her face. She may even be chummy with me for once! This is going to be classic!'
"Your nose is perfect and I certainly don't mind the view that your skirt gives me, and I'm not an evil little ugly imp sent from hell. I just love it when your nose gets all wrinkled and your face turns bright red when you're mad at me. I don't want you to think being with me is torture. You know I can be a nice guy when I want to be."
What came out of Darien's mouth hadn't exactly been what he had in mind. Darien had said all this with a calmness that had surprised even him. Darien hadn't realized the full extent of what he was saying until he actually said it out loud. He had gone a little overboard, he never thought he would say that with the sincerity that he had. It sounded more like an apology than a few slick words. The strange part was that he knew what he said was true. All Darien could do was stare at his coffee, now he didn't want to see the expression on Serena's face.
"What?" Serena's voice quivered with what she realized was hope. 'Why should I care what his motives for my torture are?' Now Serena was gaping at Darien. She was hopeful but she was still disbelieving. 'He sounded so calm, almost gentle. Maybe there's hope. but why is he telling me all this now?'
Darien still couldn't face her. Not after what he had just said, not after what he had just admitted to himself. 'Great, she's staring at me. I have to cover this up, but how can I do that without her hating me. Who am I kidding? She already hates me! Why did my mouth have to work faster than my brain?'
The silence was driving her crazy. Her little heart couldn't take it. 'Did he mean what he just said? Why wasn't he saying anything? Why is he so fascinated by his coffee? I can't take this anymore!'
"Darien. please say something." That was all that she could quietly force out of her mouth. 'Great one Serena, you just set yourself up for a major letdown! What do you expect him to say now? That he's madly in love with you? That's laughable! Maybe it's not, maybe I should have a little faith, it could happen! Yeah sure, you could also study but that's not going to happen either.' Serena was now officially over the edge. Having an argument with yourself isn't a sign of a mentally stable person. Now Darien really had come up with a new form of torture, his silence was worse than his teasing.
Darien could tell that he had let the silence go on for too long. 'She sounded almost desperate for me to say something. What does she expect me to say? Wait does that mean that she. could she possibly. maybe. like me? Yeah right, dream on Romeo. Why did I put myself in this situation anyway?'
"I . uh. Serena."
"Yes."
"."
"I'm listening."
"Never mind, just forget it."
"What? Just forget it? Forget what just happened? How can I? You were the one who decided to unload all of this on me right now! I can't just forget it Darien. I don't want to just forget it. Do you realize that this whole time I thought you hated me. now I'm not sure what to think." Her voice quivered as Serena fought back tears with all her might.
Darien gathered all the courage he could muster. He took his eyes off his coffee and looked to his side. His eyes landed on the pretty girl with gorgeous blue eyes sitting next to him. Their eyes met and Darien gasped at what he saw. He could see that her eyes were glazed over and she was holding back tears. 'Why would she cry over me? How could I make her cry over me, I really am a jerk! I have to stop this.'
"Don't cry Serena, you should never cry because of an evil little ugly imp like me. I could never hate you Serena." Darien placed his hand on Serena's, which had been delicately resting on the counter. Darien wanted with all his heart to see her happy again. He was trying to lighten the mood; he couldn't stand to see her cry. Even when he teased her she would never cry over it, at least he hoped she didn't.
"You really don't hate me?" Serena was still a bit skeptical. She definitely didn't want to get her hopes up. She had seen something in Darien's stormy blue eyes that had surprised her to say the least. They had been gentle and caring, it was almost like his eyes were pleading with her to be happy, she didn't want to give that up. Serena suddenly realized that his warm hand was resting on hers. She turned and gazed at his hand a little unsurely. When her gaze returned to Darien she met the same stormy dark blue eyes that seemed so gentle and calming to her.
Darien couldn't help but chuckle. Serena seemed so confused and so hopeful. He didn't want this feeling to end. Darien's hand was enjoying the feeling of her cool hand against his. Darien's eyes were enjoying the sky blue eyes that were looking at him so intently, they almost seemed to be searching his soul. 'Why didn't I ever see her this way before? I can't let things go back to the way they were. Not after having a taste of what being close to her can be like.
"Really Serena. I could never hate you. No one could ever hate someone like you. I'm sorry if I made you think that, I had no idea that you took our little sparing sessions so seriously. You know that I'm not a very social person; teasing you was the only way I knew how to talk to you. I know it's pathetic, but it's the truth." Darien watched Serena's face very closely; he really hoped that she understood what he was saying. He wanted so badly to just be given a second chance.
Serena couldn't believe it. Her head tilted slightly to the side and she brought her free hand to her chin while she let the full effect of his words sink in. 'He was so honest, this is better than anything I ever hoped for! Maybe this means we can start over. Wait a sec, did my big conceited jerk just call himself pathetic? Oh this is just too much.' Serena started to giggle as she thought about Darien calling himself pathetic. Serena took her hand from her chin and placed it on top of Darien's hand. A huge smile spread across her face as she looked at Darien and saw that he was waiting for her to accept his apology.
"My dear Darien, there's no need to deflate your huge ego by calling yourself pathetic. I'm very proud of you Darien. Do you realize how large a bridge you crossed today? You actually apologized to me, and you didn't even call me Meatball Head in the process! I think we should start over, this time we could try to be friends. What do you say?" Serena saw the smile on Darien's face and already knew what the answer was.
"That sounds great. You know, teasing you everyday can be quite exhausting! Hold on, can I still call you Meatball Head? I don't think I'll be able to stop calling you that completely cold-turkey."
"Keep in mind that you have a lot of torturing to makeup for, you'll have to be extra nice to me for a while if you really want to be friends."
"But I thought you said that we were going to start over. You know, clean slate. You can't hold my past offences against me!"
"You tortured me remember! That means that I get to make up the rules of our new 'friendship'. This is going to be strictly on a trial basis so you better suck up majorly if you want this to work out."
"But I really don't think I can just stop calling you Meatball Head. That name just seems to suit you so well."
"Fine, if calling me Meatball Head means that much to you than I guess you can use it occasionally. But that means that I get to call you a name of my own choosing, no matter how embarrassing you think it is."
"Okay I get it. I don't think I want to know what kind of a name you've picked out for me so I won't even ask."
"That a boy. Oh my god! Is it really 5:00? I told my mom I'd be home at 4:30! I really have to book it Darien. I guess I'll see you tomorrow and we can start this new 'friends' thing." Serena had started to get up when Darien gently grabbed hold of her wrist.
"Wait. I have a better idea. Why don't I give you a ride, it's better than you running home in the cold. You can count it as my first act of friendship, or you could call it sucking up. Besides, I was heading home anyway." With that Darien let go of Serena's wrist and started to get up as well. He then pulled on his coat and started to put on gloves.
"Are you sure that you should drive in this snow? I certainly don't want to die after successfully doing the impossible task of turning a conceited jerk into a friend, even if it is only on a trial basis."
"It's barely even flurrying outside, I can drive in it no problem. Anyways, what makes you think that I'm not still a conceited jerk? Even conceited jerks can be friends."
"Whatever, I'm late remember! Let's hurry it up already! Pick up the pace Muffin!"
"Muffin?!!!"
***TO BE CONTINUED***
