Title: Blind for a Day
Author: Marie J.W.
Chapter: 2/4
Rated: PG
Email: angellady41@hotmail.com
Romance is in the air, every time I look around... lalalala... okay, never
mind but anyway, read and email! I NEED email to survive guys!
---
Darien hesitated at the door, wondering how he would approach the
situation. He was sure Serena's Dad was home and he wasn't so sure her
father would be thrilled about a guy taking his daughter out. Men always
hear the story where the Dad gets his shotgun out and shoots the date
through the heart. Darien readjusted his tie and knocked.
The door opened and all he saw was air.
A little puzzled he peered into the house.
"What do you want?"
"Huh?" Darien looked down, "Oh, hi." He gave his best smile. A short
boy with sandy brown hair looked up at him with a scowl.
Clearing his throat, Darien tried again, "I'm here to pick Serena up."
"Does my Dad know about you two?" He held onto the doorknob, keeping the
door close to his side.
"Sammy? Who is it?" Serena's mother who had seen him bring his daughter
home appeared, "Oh, hello, Darien." She smiled.
"Hello, Mrs. Tsukino, I'm here to pick Serena up for the concert."
"Oh, I'll call her down. Would you like to step inside?"
Darien nodded and with some help from the Mother who grabbed Sammy and
pulled him out of the way, he made it in side.
"Be nice." Darien heard Ilene whisper to her son before jogging up the
stairs.
Sammy stood by the banister, staring at him with an evil eye, "My father
has a 22 shot gun."
Darien swallowed hard, "That's nice."
"I have no idea what I look like!" Serena complained, "I could look like
a trash can for all I know."
"You look beautiful, Serena, but... you missed a strand of hair." She felt
her Mother fix her hair then hear her step back, "Beautiful. He's a nice
young man. I hope you have a good time."
Serena smiled and blushed a little, "Thanks Mom."
"Uh... dear, what did you do to your room?"
"I'll clean it up, later, I promise."
Serena took a step forward and was grateful when she felt the smooth texture
of her dresser. Knowing where the dresser was she easily made it to the door
and down the stairs.
Darien let out a thankful sigh of relief when he saw Serena descend the
stairs with slow steps. She held onto the banister and took careful step
by careful step. He thought she looked gorgeous, sweet and verable.
When she reached the bottom he quickly walked over to her side to slide her
arm into his, "You look beautiful." He whispered. Serena blushed and ducked
her head.
"Yuck! You guys make me sick." Sammy stuck his tongue out.
Darien moved Serena to the door. The sooner they got of out this house
the better, he thought.
"What time do I need her back?" Darien asked when Ilene appeared again.
"Eleven-thirty," She smiled, "if you're any later I'm afraid Ken would
freak."
"Thanks Mom. Goodnight."
Darien nodded towards Ilene then cleared his throat when Sammy gave him an
evil look. Nice kid.
He opened the door and led her out to his car.
"You have a nice family."
"Yeah, except for my brother."
Darien decided not to comment on that.
The drive to the restaurant felt like hours to Serena. She couldn't see
the city lights or the inside of the car at all. If it weren't for the sound
of Darien's clothes rubbing together when he moved the steering wheel, she
would doubt he was even there.
The car finally stopped as well as the engine. Serena started feeling
nervous again. Were they here? How was she going to handle being in front
of people? For goodness sakes, she stayed in her room all day hiding from
her family and now she was going to have to be active in front of a whole
crowd of people.
"I'll be back." She heard Darien say before opening his door. The door
shut behind him with a loud click making Serena jump and rub her hands
together, "Calm down... this night won't be that long."
Her door opened and she felt Darien's hand cover hers, "Malady, may
I help you?"
Serena smiled at his gentle manor and gave him her hand. He helped
her out, making sure she didn't bump her head and shut the door behind her.
"Where are we?" Serena felt Darien leave her for a second before linking
her arm through his again.
"At the Romano Café. You'll like it."
Serena never heard of the restaurant before but let Darien lead her
inside anyway. She had to trust him tonight.
After talking to a waiter, they were both seated. Serena was glad
that once they were sitting she didn't have to go anywhere or run
into anyone.
"May I take your order?"
Serena bit her lip.
"We'll have two Spletia Brono's and two glasses of cherry jubilee."
"Is that all?"
"Yes." The waiter left.
Serena sighed, "Thank you."
Darien smiled, "Anything I can do for the lady."
"Uh... Darien?"
"Hmm?"
"What is a Spletia... uh... whatever?"
Darien chuckled, "Spaghetti, Meatballs and Vegetables."
Serena's eyes widened then a blush covered her cheeks.
Darien smiled to himself and took a sip of the water already at their
service.
Serena found a napkin on the side on the table and pulled it into her
lap, "I feel so odd and out of place. I wish I could see."
"If you could see anything right now, what would you want to see?"
"Shoo mi."
"Excuse me?"
"He's playing at the Music Awards tonight. I bet he wins!" Serena smiled
then frowned, "But I won't be able to see him."
"Shoo mi, huh?"
"Yep."
"So you have a crush on this guy?"
Serena blushed, "Sort of."
"What's so great about him?" Darien was starting to feel discouraged.
Maybe taking her out wasn't such a good idea if she liked some one else.
"Well, he's... he has a wonderful voice, he's tall, has blue eyes, and
a really nice guy!"
"Have you met him before?"
"No." Serena frowned, "Are you trying to insult me again?"
"No... I was just wondering why you like the guy so much if you've never
met him. Usually you don't like a guy until you see his personality."
"I've seen it!"
"On TV?"
"Ye-hey! That's unfair! You're making me sound like an air head." Serena
was starting to feel frustrated and self-conscious. She already knew he
didn't think much of her but did he have to point out all the little things
that make her different from him?
Darien watched her face screw up. No, this isn't the way the night was
supposed to turn out. He was supposed to make her smile.
"I'm sorry, Serena. If you really like this guy then that's your own
personal life."
"Right." Serena quickly responded but heart her wasn't into it. The way
he said it made her hold back any and all forgiveness for being a jerk
just seconds ago.
That hadn't worked. She was still frowning. He looked around for an answer
to his problem and found it, "Serena, would you like to dance?"
"Huh... no... I..." She started twisting the napkin in her lap, "...
I don't feel like dancing."
"Please?"
Serena swallowed, "Al...alright." Why was she doing this? He just insulted
her and now he was asking her to dance? She was going to dance without
seeing! Serena panicked, "I don't know... why don't we just sit here and
talk?"
Darien already stood up and was now by her side. He took her hand out of
her lap and gently pulled her to a standing position, "Just hold onto me."
Serena stayed close to his side as he led her to the dance floor. She
really did not want to bump into someone before they made it there.
Darien stopped and took her other hand, placing it on his shoulder while
with the other he gripped it tighter.
Serena inhaled sharply as Darien slid his hand across her back and pulled
her against him. This... was... different, she thought to herself as he began
to move slowly to the beat.
--
When I think back on these times
And the dreams we left behind
I'll be glad 'cause I was blessed
To get to have you in my life
When I look back on these days
I'll look and see your face
You were right there for me
--
Serena loved the lyrics. She felt they read her heart and past her words
around the room for all to hear. She wondered if Darien knew how grateful
she was for him taking his time to be with her and guide her around every-
where. He didn't have to be here with her right now but he was and that made
all the difference.
--
In my dreams, I'll always see you soar above the sky
In my heart, there will always be a place for you
For all my life, I'll keep a part of you with me
And everywhere I am, there you'll be
--
Darien pulled her closer to him. He could hardly get enough of her. Her
scent was driving him insane and the way she swayed with him... if they
didn't sit down right now he had a feeling he wasn't going to end this
dance without kissing her breath away.
--
Well you showed me how to feel
Feel the sky was in my reach
And I always will remember all the strength you gave to me
Your love made me make it through
Oh, I owe so much to you
You were right there for me
--
Serena felt Darien's hand slide up her back, making her shiver, until his
hand ended up in her hair. She felt his fingers play with her hair and every
now and then brush her neck. What was he doing?!
She didn't dare look up at him, afraid of what he would see in her
expression. Did he know what he was doing to her?
--
In my dreams, I'll always see you soar above the sky
In my heart, there will always be a place for you
For all my life, I'll keep a part of you with me
And everywhere I am, there you'll be
--
"Serena..." He whispered huskily into her ear, his warm breath brushing
the locks of hair near her ear.
"Hum...?" Her heart was beating so fast. The little things he did with
his fingers were making it hard for her to breath.
"Can I..." She felt his hand move from her hair to her chin. He lifted her
face up towards him, "Can I ki-"
All of a sudden, Darien was gone from her grasp as she felt him lean off
and fall at her side.
"Darien?" She held her hand out, trying to find him.
Darien groaned from his position. A little kid with ugly brown trousers ran
into him and hit him in the back of his knee with a spoon.
"Darien?" He heard the fear in Serena's voice and quickly reached up
and touched her hand so she knew where he was.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." He stood up and dusted his suit pants off, "Let's sit down?"
Serena quickly nodded and let him lead her back to the table. The song
ended without hardly a thought from the couple.
"Are you sure you're fine?" Serena didn't know what else to say. They
were about to... about to what? She mentally shook her head. What had
happened?
"Yes. I'm fine."
Serena nodded again feeling uncomfortable.
"Serena?"
"Yes?"
"I'll be right back."
Serena sat back in her chair with some disappointment. She thought he'd
say something about what happened on the dance floor, not that anything
really happened but she did want him to explain his behavior. Another
shiver went down her spine at the memory of his hand playing with her
hair and then whispering "Serena..." so gently she could swear it was
just for her.
Serena sighed and closed her eyes.
"You're order, madam."
Serena's eyes shot open but found she couldn't see the waiter.
"Huh... thank you."
She heard the almost soundless clatter of the plates hitting the table
before the waiter went away.
Hesitantly she searched for her fork. The food smelled delicious and since
she didn't eat that ice cream she was going to have earlier that day, she
was even more hungry then usual. She finally found her fork and did her best
to make it on the plate. It took a couple tries but she was happy when
it finally dug into the spaghetti.
"Looks like you're doing pretty good all by yourself." She heard Darien
sit down in front of her.
"Uhm..." She smiled with the wonderful food in her mouth. She swallowed
and looked down at her plate, "Darien?"
"Um?"
"You didn't have to take me here. Why did you?"
Darien stopped his fork from entering his mouth and places it down gently
on his plate. He thought she might ask something like that. He had treated
her pretty badly until this afternoon. Of course, she would be curious.
"Can we be friends?"
Silence.
Darien bit her lip and continued, "I mean, I know I've been a jerk but
I... want to be your friend, Serena. I never meant to hurt you literally
it was just the only way I knew to get your attention and..."
"I would like that."
"...I just don't know how to- what?"
"I would like to be your friend, Darien... just as long as you don't call
me Meatball head." She wrinkled her nose.
Darien smiled, "Oh...? I like that name."
"I don't!"
Darien shook his head, "Fine... but that only means I have to come up
with something else."
Serena didn't know if he was joking or not so, she didn't say anything
about it.
Darien looked down at him plate, "I love spaghetti and meatballs."
In relation to that comment Serena threw her napkin at him, which
amazingly hit him right in the face.
Darien laughed, "Okay, okay, I get it."
"You better, Mister."
To Be Continued...
---
Ahhh... ::Marie stretches:: that's the end of that chapter. Short, ne?
But hey, you can't always expect lots of pages in one chapter? Haven't
you ever heard the saying more is less? ::Marie dogges tomato's::
I guess not.
Thank's for read'in!
Author: Marie J.W.
Chapter: 2/4
Rated: PG
Email: angellady41@hotmail.com
Romance is in the air, every time I look around... lalalala... okay, never
mind but anyway, read and email! I NEED email to survive guys!
---
Darien hesitated at the door, wondering how he would approach the
situation. He was sure Serena's Dad was home and he wasn't so sure her
father would be thrilled about a guy taking his daughter out. Men always
hear the story where the Dad gets his shotgun out and shoots the date
through the heart. Darien readjusted his tie and knocked.
The door opened and all he saw was air.
A little puzzled he peered into the house.
"What do you want?"
"Huh?" Darien looked down, "Oh, hi." He gave his best smile. A short
boy with sandy brown hair looked up at him with a scowl.
Clearing his throat, Darien tried again, "I'm here to pick Serena up."
"Does my Dad know about you two?" He held onto the doorknob, keeping the
door close to his side.
"Sammy? Who is it?" Serena's mother who had seen him bring his daughter
home appeared, "Oh, hello, Darien." She smiled.
"Hello, Mrs. Tsukino, I'm here to pick Serena up for the concert."
"Oh, I'll call her down. Would you like to step inside?"
Darien nodded and with some help from the Mother who grabbed Sammy and
pulled him out of the way, he made it in side.
"Be nice." Darien heard Ilene whisper to her son before jogging up the
stairs.
Sammy stood by the banister, staring at him with an evil eye, "My father
has a 22 shot gun."
Darien swallowed hard, "That's nice."
"I have no idea what I look like!" Serena complained, "I could look like
a trash can for all I know."
"You look beautiful, Serena, but... you missed a strand of hair." She felt
her Mother fix her hair then hear her step back, "Beautiful. He's a nice
young man. I hope you have a good time."
Serena smiled and blushed a little, "Thanks Mom."
"Uh... dear, what did you do to your room?"
"I'll clean it up, later, I promise."
Serena took a step forward and was grateful when she felt the smooth texture
of her dresser. Knowing where the dresser was she easily made it to the door
and down the stairs.
Darien let out a thankful sigh of relief when he saw Serena descend the
stairs with slow steps. She held onto the banister and took careful step
by careful step. He thought she looked gorgeous, sweet and verable.
When she reached the bottom he quickly walked over to her side to slide her
arm into his, "You look beautiful." He whispered. Serena blushed and ducked
her head.
"Yuck! You guys make me sick." Sammy stuck his tongue out.
Darien moved Serena to the door. The sooner they got of out this house
the better, he thought.
"What time do I need her back?" Darien asked when Ilene appeared again.
"Eleven-thirty," She smiled, "if you're any later I'm afraid Ken would
freak."
"Thanks Mom. Goodnight."
Darien nodded towards Ilene then cleared his throat when Sammy gave him an
evil look. Nice kid.
He opened the door and led her out to his car.
"You have a nice family."
"Yeah, except for my brother."
Darien decided not to comment on that.
The drive to the restaurant felt like hours to Serena. She couldn't see
the city lights or the inside of the car at all. If it weren't for the sound
of Darien's clothes rubbing together when he moved the steering wheel, she
would doubt he was even there.
The car finally stopped as well as the engine. Serena started feeling
nervous again. Were they here? How was she going to handle being in front
of people? For goodness sakes, she stayed in her room all day hiding from
her family and now she was going to have to be active in front of a whole
crowd of people.
"I'll be back." She heard Darien say before opening his door. The door
shut behind him with a loud click making Serena jump and rub her hands
together, "Calm down... this night won't be that long."
Her door opened and she felt Darien's hand cover hers, "Malady, may
I help you?"
Serena smiled at his gentle manor and gave him her hand. He helped
her out, making sure she didn't bump her head and shut the door behind her.
"Where are we?" Serena felt Darien leave her for a second before linking
her arm through his again.
"At the Romano Café. You'll like it."
Serena never heard of the restaurant before but let Darien lead her
inside anyway. She had to trust him tonight.
After talking to a waiter, they were both seated. Serena was glad
that once they were sitting she didn't have to go anywhere or run
into anyone.
"May I take your order?"
Serena bit her lip.
"We'll have two Spletia Brono's and two glasses of cherry jubilee."
"Is that all?"
"Yes." The waiter left.
Serena sighed, "Thank you."
Darien smiled, "Anything I can do for the lady."
"Uh... Darien?"
"Hmm?"
"What is a Spletia... uh... whatever?"
Darien chuckled, "Spaghetti, Meatballs and Vegetables."
Serena's eyes widened then a blush covered her cheeks.
Darien smiled to himself and took a sip of the water already at their
service.
Serena found a napkin on the side on the table and pulled it into her
lap, "I feel so odd and out of place. I wish I could see."
"If you could see anything right now, what would you want to see?"
"Shoo mi."
"Excuse me?"
"He's playing at the Music Awards tonight. I bet he wins!" Serena smiled
then frowned, "But I won't be able to see him."
"Shoo mi, huh?"
"Yep."
"So you have a crush on this guy?"
Serena blushed, "Sort of."
"What's so great about him?" Darien was starting to feel discouraged.
Maybe taking her out wasn't such a good idea if she liked some one else.
"Well, he's... he has a wonderful voice, he's tall, has blue eyes, and
a really nice guy!"
"Have you met him before?"
"No." Serena frowned, "Are you trying to insult me again?"
"No... I was just wondering why you like the guy so much if you've never
met him. Usually you don't like a guy until you see his personality."
"I've seen it!"
"On TV?"
"Ye-hey! That's unfair! You're making me sound like an air head." Serena
was starting to feel frustrated and self-conscious. She already knew he
didn't think much of her but did he have to point out all the little things
that make her different from him?
Darien watched her face screw up. No, this isn't the way the night was
supposed to turn out. He was supposed to make her smile.
"I'm sorry, Serena. If you really like this guy then that's your own
personal life."
"Right." Serena quickly responded but heart her wasn't into it. The way
he said it made her hold back any and all forgiveness for being a jerk
just seconds ago.
That hadn't worked. She was still frowning. He looked around for an answer
to his problem and found it, "Serena, would you like to dance?"
"Huh... no... I..." She started twisting the napkin in her lap, "...
I don't feel like dancing."
"Please?"
Serena swallowed, "Al...alright." Why was she doing this? He just insulted
her and now he was asking her to dance? She was going to dance without
seeing! Serena panicked, "I don't know... why don't we just sit here and
talk?"
Darien already stood up and was now by her side. He took her hand out of
her lap and gently pulled her to a standing position, "Just hold onto me."
Serena stayed close to his side as he led her to the dance floor. She
really did not want to bump into someone before they made it there.
Darien stopped and took her other hand, placing it on his shoulder while
with the other he gripped it tighter.
Serena inhaled sharply as Darien slid his hand across her back and pulled
her against him. This... was... different, she thought to herself as he began
to move slowly to the beat.
--
When I think back on these times
And the dreams we left behind
I'll be glad 'cause I was blessed
To get to have you in my life
When I look back on these days
I'll look and see your face
You were right there for me
--
Serena loved the lyrics. She felt they read her heart and past her words
around the room for all to hear. She wondered if Darien knew how grateful
she was for him taking his time to be with her and guide her around every-
where. He didn't have to be here with her right now but he was and that made
all the difference.
--
In my dreams, I'll always see you soar above the sky
In my heart, there will always be a place for you
For all my life, I'll keep a part of you with me
And everywhere I am, there you'll be
--
Darien pulled her closer to him. He could hardly get enough of her. Her
scent was driving him insane and the way she swayed with him... if they
didn't sit down right now he had a feeling he wasn't going to end this
dance without kissing her breath away.
--
Well you showed me how to feel
Feel the sky was in my reach
And I always will remember all the strength you gave to me
Your love made me make it through
Oh, I owe so much to you
You were right there for me
--
Serena felt Darien's hand slide up her back, making her shiver, until his
hand ended up in her hair. She felt his fingers play with her hair and every
now and then brush her neck. What was he doing?!
She didn't dare look up at him, afraid of what he would see in her
expression. Did he know what he was doing to her?
--
In my dreams, I'll always see you soar above the sky
In my heart, there will always be a place for you
For all my life, I'll keep a part of you with me
And everywhere I am, there you'll be
--
"Serena..." He whispered huskily into her ear, his warm breath brushing
the locks of hair near her ear.
"Hum...?" Her heart was beating so fast. The little things he did with
his fingers were making it hard for her to breath.
"Can I..." She felt his hand move from her hair to her chin. He lifted her
face up towards him, "Can I ki-"
All of a sudden, Darien was gone from her grasp as she felt him lean off
and fall at her side.
"Darien?" She held her hand out, trying to find him.
Darien groaned from his position. A little kid with ugly brown trousers ran
into him and hit him in the back of his knee with a spoon.
"Darien?" He heard the fear in Serena's voice and quickly reached up
and touched her hand so she knew where he was.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." He stood up and dusted his suit pants off, "Let's sit down?"
Serena quickly nodded and let him lead her back to the table. The song
ended without hardly a thought from the couple.
"Are you sure you're fine?" Serena didn't know what else to say. They
were about to... about to what? She mentally shook her head. What had
happened?
"Yes. I'm fine."
Serena nodded again feeling uncomfortable.
"Serena?"
"Yes?"
"I'll be right back."
Serena sat back in her chair with some disappointment. She thought he'd
say something about what happened on the dance floor, not that anything
really happened but she did want him to explain his behavior. Another
shiver went down her spine at the memory of his hand playing with her
hair and then whispering "Serena..." so gently she could swear it was
just for her.
Serena sighed and closed her eyes.
"You're order, madam."
Serena's eyes shot open but found she couldn't see the waiter.
"Huh... thank you."
She heard the almost soundless clatter of the plates hitting the table
before the waiter went away.
Hesitantly she searched for her fork. The food smelled delicious and since
she didn't eat that ice cream she was going to have earlier that day, she
was even more hungry then usual. She finally found her fork and did her best
to make it on the plate. It took a couple tries but she was happy when
it finally dug into the spaghetti.
"Looks like you're doing pretty good all by yourself." She heard Darien
sit down in front of her.
"Uhm..." She smiled with the wonderful food in her mouth. She swallowed
and looked down at her plate, "Darien?"
"Um?"
"You didn't have to take me here. Why did you?"
Darien stopped his fork from entering his mouth and places it down gently
on his plate. He thought she might ask something like that. He had treated
her pretty badly until this afternoon. Of course, she would be curious.
"Can we be friends?"
Silence.
Darien bit her lip and continued, "I mean, I know I've been a jerk but
I... want to be your friend, Serena. I never meant to hurt you literally
it was just the only way I knew to get your attention and..."
"I would like that."
"...I just don't know how to- what?"
"I would like to be your friend, Darien... just as long as you don't call
me Meatball head." She wrinkled her nose.
Darien smiled, "Oh...? I like that name."
"I don't!"
Darien shook his head, "Fine... but that only means I have to come up
with something else."
Serena didn't know if he was joking or not so, she didn't say anything
about it.
Darien looked down at him plate, "I love spaghetti and meatballs."
In relation to that comment Serena threw her napkin at him, which
amazingly hit him right in the face.
Darien laughed, "Okay, okay, I get it."
"You better, Mister."
To Be Continued...
---
Ahhh... ::Marie stretches:: that's the end of that chapter. Short, ne?
But hey, you can't always expect lots of pages in one chapter? Haven't
you ever heard the saying more is less? ::Marie dogges tomato's::
I guess not.
Thank's for read'in!