Title: He's A Keeper

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: Don't own SM.

Chapter 1

The automatic doors of the arcade opened as a young blond of 18 walked in. Her hair was waist long and had it put up in a large ponytail. Her long legs were barely covered by the short black skirt she had on and her short, tight red v-neck shirt she wore turned every guys head in her direction.

She walked in and over to the long counter. She sat down in her normal stool and placed her small black purse on the chair next to her. The arcade was not very busy for this time of the day, usually there were almost twenty kids running around, but there were only about five. She remembered when she was still in junior high, she would come to this same arcade and play the games and eat so much pizza and milkshakes that she wondered why she wasn't as big as a house by now.

She watched as a tall young guy, a little older then she was, walk out of the back. He had blond hair and dark green eyes. He stood about six feet, maybe a little taller, and wore a pair of dark blue jeans along with a white shirt and a white apron over it.

"Hey Serena, long time no see." He smiled, making her a chocolate milkshake that she always ordered; now she never even had to ask. She took a sip.

"Thanks Andrew. Yeah I know, I had those horrible exams last week." Andrew laughed a little and nodded.

"I know, just wait until you take college exams."

"Well hopefully I wont have to do so much writing in college, all my nails broke." She pouted, looking down at her smooth short nails. She had them painted a light pink, with a darker pink on the ends. Andrew couldn't help but to laugh.

The two turned around when they heard the arcade doors open and a soft jingle sounded. There stood a tall man, about six foot, and had dark black hair. He was very gorgeous in Serena's book, he had stormy blue eyes and his features were so soft. He walked over toward Serena and kissed her when she tilted her head back.

"Hey sweetie, hey Andy." He greeted them, and sat down next to his girlfriend. It didn't bother anyone about their age difference of four years anymore. Even her father was starting to accept him, even if it was very slowly. It didn't help that Darien had graduated early and is now a well known doctor at Tokyo Hospital at the age of twenty-two.

"Hey Darien, I haven't seen you around here either." Andrew said, handing him a coke. Darien nodded and looked over at his beautiful girlfriend, who was sipping at her milkshake.

"Yeah I know, its been a little busy with Sere and her midterms and at the hospital, but things are starting to look a little bit better." He smiled, leaning over, kissing her once more.

"Oh please! I need a break from all this mushy crap. I swear if you weren't my best friend Darien, I would have left you long ago. I mean she's got you whipped so bad." Darien just rolled his eyes and Serena giggled. "Hey bud, have you did what I told you to do yet?"

"Do what?" Serena asked looking both guys.

"Nothing babe, just some football stuff.Oh, that reminds me Drew, did you wanna go to the game on Sunday?" He took a sip of his soda then set it back down on the counter.

"Sorry dude, I promised Rita that I would take her out this weekend. Why don't you take Serena?" Darien frowned to himself, but luckily he didn't have to say he didn't want to because Serena did it for him.

"No, I don't like football, it's just a bunch of buff, sweaty guys running around a field." She thought for a moment. "Wait a minute, that doesn't seem so bad." She smiled at Darien, who was shaking his head no.

"No way am I going to take you now." She giggled and kissed his cheek.

"You're too cute, but you two guys talk about your manly stuff, I'm going to go on home." She stood from her seat and walked closer to Darien, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. Her lips met with his in a soft yet passionate kiss. She began to pull from him, but his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer. His tongue slipped in to play with hers, causing her to moan with pleasure. They finally parted and rested their heads together.

"I'll see you later princess." Serena smiled and kissed him quickly.

"You gonna call tonight?"

"You bet." He ran his hand down her face, cupping her chin softly, kissing her forehead. "Bye hun." He said as he let her go to leave the arcade. He watched her retreat from the arcade and heard a soft whistle.

"You know, you are so whipped." Darien just nodded.

"Yep, and she definitely needs to quit wearing those tight little outfits, or I am going to have to take her far away from here and never let her out of my site." Andrew just laughed and nodded. He couldn't argue with him, Serena sure did look hott in her small outfits.



Serena walked into the large white house, disposing of her keys and purse onto the table next to the door. She made her way into the living room and sat on the large blue sofa. She decided that since nobody was home that she would go on to sleep for a little while. She laid her head down on one of the large pillows, closing her eyes. When she woke up she noticed that she was up in her room. How did I get here? She asked herself.

The room was painted a small tint of pink, it was her favorite color as a child, and all around her room were pictures of herself when she was younger and a few of her and Darien. She picked up a small gold frame of a picture of herself and Darien. Her hair was done up in two small balls on the sides of her head, with hair coming out of each end. That was her style when she was younger, everyone use to call her Meatball Head, mostly by Darien in their early stages of dating.

In the picture Serena sat in front of Darien, smiling as Darien rested his head on hers. They were at a picnic that Darien had set up for their one- month anniversary. He had picked her up at her house, trying to fight off her father as he ran her down to his red sports car convertible. He had given her thirty-one red roses to symbolize the thirty-one days they had been together. She had though that it was so romantic, and still did.

She set the picture down and giggled as she thought of what happened on their one-year anniversary. Her father had caught them making out on the porch and grounded her for three weeks, which she was released from when her mother threatened to make her father sleep on the couch for those three weeks.

Serena stepped out of her room and into the hallway, making her way down the stairs. She stopped when she heard two male voices downstairs. She could tell that one was her father's and the other was none other than Darien.

"Sir, you don't know how much I appreciate this." Darien's voice had told her father.

"Darien, I know how wrecking it must have been all this time for you, and I have no other choice but to give you what I was afraid to give you so long ago. I know now that you deserve it, but if you break her heart, I will break your neck."

"Yes sir, but believe me, I will never hurt her; I love her too much." Darien paused. "I think I should head on out before the princess awakes."

"Have a good night Darien."

"I will sir, thank you again."

Serena waited until the front door closed before she walked down the rest of the way. She couldn't see her father so she went straight to the kitchen, putting some chicken and potatoes into the microwave, pressing the reheat button.

"Angel?" She turned her head and looked at her father, Kenji. He was a tall man, around six feet tall, no taller, with light brown hair and green eyes.

"Yes daddy?" The microwave beeped and she took the food out, setting it on the wooded kitchen table.

"Its nothing really important honey, I just wanted to tell you that I am very proud of you. You have listened to me all these years about the guys to date, and now you have chosen a keeper." He told her softly.

"What do you mean daddy?"

"I mean Darien, he is a fine young man." He almost fell back when his daughter charged at him.

"I knew you would like him one day!" Kenji just chuckled hugging her back. "Does this mean that I can let him come over without you chasing him away?" He nodded, chuckling again. "Thank you daddy!"

"Your welcome Angel, now eat your dinner and go on to bed." He kissed the top of her head and walked out of the kitchen.

Serena sat in the kitchen, smiling to herself as she ate her late dinner. She couldn't believe that her father, the same guy who chased every guy, including Darien, off his property with a gun, had just told her that she picked a keeper. She couldn't wait to tell Darien; she would tell him tomorrow after school since she knew that he wasn't going to call now that it was so late. She disposed her plate in the sink and went upstairs to her room.