Ch4: Awaking to Reality
When Sunlight meets Moonlight

Ch.4: Awaking to Reality

Darien and Serena quickly turned around, letting their hands fall apart.

Standing there in the dim light was Mina. Her long golden hair was tied loosely by a red bow. She was dressed in jeans and a soft white long sleeved shirt. Although she seemed comfortable in her outfit, she did not seem comfortable in their presence.

" Darien, hello. Nice to see you." She murmured, with a slight blush. She cleared her throat slightly, and turned to Serena. " Serena! What are you doing here?" she asked with minor surprise. It was as if, she hadn't seen Darien and her holding hands, and creeping up to the whispering couple.

Remembering the couple from before, Serena quickly turned around.

"Wait!" Mina cried, grabbing Serena's shoulder, before Serena would even take a glimpse of what was behind her.

There was a slight whisper and some movement behind Serena and Darien. After what seemed like eternity, Mina relaxed her hands on Serena. Suddenly, as if reviewing her actions, Mina dropped her hands lamely to her side and blushed even more if possible. A slight breeze blew through the couple, scurrying fallen and forgotten leaves around the three silent night voyagers. The breeze turned into harsh wind, and it took Serena all her might not to crash into Darien. The wind blew through Mina's hair drawing her vibrant red bow from it. Her hair fell from its loose not and covered her face.

" Oh, no!" Mina cried, trying to hold her hair back. Finally, deciding not to chase after her bow, Mina grabbed her hair into her fist, keeping them together. Once the excitement was over, she said, " So buds, what are you doing out here?"

Serena wouldn't be sidetracked though. " Mina, who were the people behind us and why were they there?"

Mina shuffled her feet and blushed. " Oh, it was nothing. Don't worry your head over it." She said carelessly.

"Mina, tell us." Darien urged, putting his hand on her shoulder.

Mina looked at the hand and blushed. She shrugged her shoulder and gave a lopsided grin. " Really, its nothing. I have to run. Bye! See you guys in class tomorrow!" she cried before running away with a tornado of gold streaming behind her.

Serena and Darien looked at each other in bewilderment.

" Do you want to still see the fountain?" Darien asked, yawning slightly.

Serena smiled at the cute face Darien made, trying to hide his yawn. Stretching her arms, she made a fake yawn.

" Oh, no. I'm worn-out. I'll see you in the morning in class?" she said smiling slightly.

As if he knew her joke, Darien grinned in return. " I'll walk you back." He offered.

So walking side by side companionably they started the journey back to Serena's balcony.

A lone figure stood on his own balcony. Staring in the night he saw a rivulet of blonde. Squinting in the darkness he saw the owner of the river of gold, slide down next to a tree. Her shoulders were hunched and shaking. Small sobs could be heard from behind the hands. The outline captured his attention and he continued gazing. He saw long legs covered by jeans and swore that he could see the miserable tears fall on the white shirt. Time seemed to stop, when the blonde uncovered her face. Wiping tears away; she started walking further down the path taking her away from the incredulous man on his balcony. He hid closer in the shadows, when she walked pass, not wanting her to look up and see him. He turned around and ambled back to his room, with his hands laced through his blonde hair. It was a habit of his, whenever he was thinking hard about something.

"Sweet dreams, Serena." Darien whispered to the blushing girl.

" Good night, Darien." She replied, biting her lip. Although she kept reminding herself that she couldn't fall in love, each step that she took with the man made her fall deeper and deeper in love. She scolded herself for being so spineless and thinking about romantics before logic. Still, she couldn't help but sigh, as she watched his bare tanned back and those long striding legs in khakis stroll away from her. She knew she was in trouble. Deep trouble. How could she seduce Darien and get revenge on him, if she couldn't stop drooling at the sight of those dark eyes and soft black hair? She knew that looks weren't the only reason she was in love. If only it was that. If it was only his handsome looks she could snap herself out of it by telling herself what an awful personality he has. But he doesn't. Not only with each step he took, but also with each word that he spoke, did she fall in love. She found his sweet words and wisdom irresistible, and couldn't help noticing how logical and intelligent he was. He would be a formidable component for her in school. She was used to being number one, maybe it was time for a challenge for once. Shaking her head at her silly antics, she slipped into her bedroom and sank in her soft bed.

Darien sighed as he got in his room. Pulling of his shoes, he slipped into bed, not bothering to take off his pants. His mind was all in a clutter. He swore to himself that afternoon, that he would make Serena Tenor fall in love with him and drop her like a hot coal, breaking her heart. Then tonight, he meets her all dressed up like a princess with flowers in her hair and he couldn't help but feel that cold heart of his beat again. It was a feeling he didn't like. Ever since Cassandra, and incident he didn't want to remember, he didn't want to feel this way again. He knew it would only end up in heartbreak. Serena was like no other. After all, she had accepted his challenge in the game of seduction. Then picturing her seducing the male population in his school, made him groan. How could he stand it watching that, and not being able to be jealous? With yet another sigh, Darien rolled over, pulled the covers over him, and fell into a dreamless, restless sleep.

In Rye Academy, five students were tossing and turning each dreaming of the outcome of the day that would be dawning them. A pale princess murmuring in her sleep thinking about her ebony haired prince that would never be hers, that would never gallop to her in his white horse. Then there was a purple-black haired girl dreaming of being the witch and poisoning the princess, so that she would be able to take the prince. Grinning sinisterly, she felt a pain in her chest, knowing that he would never care for her. She wasn't the blonde he was dreaming of. She was accurate. The prince was spiraling down in his nightmare, dreaming of a past woman that turned his heart to ice so that he couldn't love the princess that is trying to break into his heart at the present time. Yet there was another flaxen haired girl that also dreamed of the prince. She has been dreaming for as long as she can remember, but tonight the outcomes of her dreams were not the happy endings she knows. There was a different girl in the scene. She would steal his heart for sure. On the subject of stolen hearts, a fair-haired young man, lays in his bed trying to drift asleep. His heart had been stolen. Stolen by one that does not know he exist, for she dreams of another. However in the darkness of the heartaches in Rye Christi Academy, there is a sixth with an aching heart. It is not yet broken because she has not found a love to break it. She dreams with optimism though, turning her head of brown curls so that a slight smile of hope shines through. She still has the golden ray of hope.

A golden ray of hope, just like the sunlight that pierced through the windows of the six jolting them into an awake. An awake to reality. They will soon have to face their destiny. But what is the outcome?

To be Cont'd………………………

AN- sorry. I know it was kind of deep and such. I was just in such a depressing mood…[sigh] sorry reader. The next one would be better. Try reading my- When the Sun's Rays Dance off your Face. It'll cheer you up! ^_^ And don't forget to REVIEW! Oh yea! It might be a while till my next chapter, my computer is messed up, and it needs to be repaired……. Sowwie.