Darkness to Light Part 11
By Minako-chan
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Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon!
(Narrator's P.O.V.)
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Days without Serena were like torture for Darien. He prayed
with his whole heart for his sight and for Serena's return.
And so days turned into weeks.
Weeks into months.
Three months slowly passed. No sign of Serena
returning, no information given to him about
her progress at the other hospital from Amy.
Darien rubbed his eyes wearily on his bed, and
stretched as the sun shone brightly into the room,
filling it with warmth. Praying became his
morning and night routine. When he got up, he
kneeled by his bed silently, bowed his head,
thanked God for giving him the will to pull
through these three months, and asked for his
sight. He clenched his eyes shut and with all
his heart, he thanked Him for the time given
that he got to spend with Serena. Tears dropped
onto his hands, sliding onto the bedsheet
underneath. Before he decided to stand up, he
asked once more, "Please, Lord, I would really
like to see again. Just a glimpse of Serena's
face...that's all I ask for." He mumbled an
"amen" and opened his eyes.
Clean white sheets lay in front of him. The
blanket was messily rolled to one side. His
hands were a bit damp from the tears. His
nails cleanly and neatly cut. He looked down
and saw himself in light blue pyjamas.
"Oh - my - God..." He whispered. He looked
around the room. The curtains were pulled
opened, and he could see the world outside.
Trees reached up to his floor and there were
birds chirping happily on the branches. He
ran to the window and pulled it open. Light
breeze blew in his hair, and he ran his hand
through his dark wavy hair casually.
He was crying with happiness. Three months
without seeing anything of the world. Three
long painful months. And now...
He had no one to share this happiness with.
No one else would understand this feeling he
was having but Serena.
And yet...she never came to visit. Not even
once. Not a single message to pass to him from Amy.
He ran into the bathroom and checked his reflection.
He smiled in satisfaction. He was still in shape,
and thank goodness his face wasn't screwed up with
scars from his wounds. He brushed his teeth and
his hair and washed his face, and walked over to
the wardrobe. He pulled on his best looking outfit
that he had with him, and smiled sadly at the memory
of himself wearing his pants backwards and having
Serena to point it out.
Darien shrugged, trying to shake off the sad empty
feeling, knowing that no matter how hard he tried,
he wouldn't be able to.
He packed his very few belongings into his backpack
and looked around the room, smiling fondly at it
like it was his second home. He gasped and went
back beside the bed and kneeled down and bowed his
head. Smiling with tears of joy along his cheeks,
he gave a word of thanks, and quietly left the room,
gently closing the door behind him.
Next visit, he said to himself, Amy's office.
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TO BE CONTINUED
By Minako-chan
-------------------------
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon!
(Narrator's P.O.V.)
-------------------------
Days without Serena were like torture for Darien. He prayed
with his whole heart for his sight and for Serena's return.
And so days turned into weeks.
Weeks into months.
Three months slowly passed. No sign of Serena
returning, no information given to him about
her progress at the other hospital from Amy.
Darien rubbed his eyes wearily on his bed, and
stretched as the sun shone brightly into the room,
filling it with warmth. Praying became his
morning and night routine. When he got up, he
kneeled by his bed silently, bowed his head,
thanked God for giving him the will to pull
through these three months, and asked for his
sight. He clenched his eyes shut and with all
his heart, he thanked Him for the time given
that he got to spend with Serena. Tears dropped
onto his hands, sliding onto the bedsheet
underneath. Before he decided to stand up, he
asked once more, "Please, Lord, I would really
like to see again. Just a glimpse of Serena's
face...that's all I ask for." He mumbled an
"amen" and opened his eyes.
Clean white sheets lay in front of him. The
blanket was messily rolled to one side. His
hands were a bit damp from the tears. His
nails cleanly and neatly cut. He looked down
and saw himself in light blue pyjamas.
"Oh - my - God..." He whispered. He looked
around the room. The curtains were pulled
opened, and he could see the world outside.
Trees reached up to his floor and there were
birds chirping happily on the branches. He
ran to the window and pulled it open. Light
breeze blew in his hair, and he ran his hand
through his dark wavy hair casually.
He was crying with happiness. Three months
without seeing anything of the world. Three
long painful months. And now...
He had no one to share this happiness with.
No one else would understand this feeling he
was having but Serena.
And yet...she never came to visit. Not even
once. Not a single message to pass to him from Amy.
He ran into the bathroom and checked his reflection.
He smiled in satisfaction. He was still in shape,
and thank goodness his face wasn't screwed up with
scars from his wounds. He brushed his teeth and
his hair and washed his face, and walked over to
the wardrobe. He pulled on his best looking outfit
that he had with him, and smiled sadly at the memory
of himself wearing his pants backwards and having
Serena to point it out.
Darien shrugged, trying to shake off the sad empty
feeling, knowing that no matter how hard he tried,
he wouldn't be able to.
He packed his very few belongings into his backpack
and looked around the room, smiling fondly at it
like it was his second home. He gasped and went
back beside the bed and kneeled down and bowed his
head. Smiling with tears of joy along his cheeks,
he gave a word of thanks, and quietly left the room,
gently closing the door behind him.
Next visit, he said to himself, Amy's office.
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TO BE CONTINUED