Authors Note: Hope you all like it, cuz this is the end....Boo Hoo...
Chapter 4: Turn up the Heat
It was the thought of making herself look like a complete fool that caused Serena to awaken suddenly that night.
What if she looked like a brainless air head? He probably thinks I'm stupid, so why torture myself? I should just tell him how I feel. Mother always said to tell the truth, and besides, the truth never hurt anyone...
Serena got out of her sleeping bag, and wandered around the room. She went to the bathtub and pulled out a towel. Then she got a really funny idea. She put the towel in the tub and went to the refridgerator, and grabbed the Ez-Cheese. She sat down by Darien and squeezed some cheese into her hand.
"Ooh, I will be in such trouble...Oh well," she said and chuckled to herself.
She rubbed cheeze into his hair and tried to braid it. She got partway through and started getting sleepy. She put the can of cheese into his sleeping bag and gave it a few big squirts. He would be SO mad. Oh well. If everything went well...She washed her hands and went to sleep in the bathtub on the towel.
When Darien woke the next morning, he flet dirty and greasy. He got out of his sleeping bag and saw that he had cheese on his legs. He looked at his hands and saw cheese.
"What happened? Where'd all this cheese come from?"
When he went to the bathroom to wash his face, he took one look at his hair and gasped. The cheese had dried and the braids were crusty. He charged out of the bathroom and looked wildly around for Serena but couldn't find her.
"Serena! Where are you Serena?!"
The shower curtain giggled...giggled? He threw back the curtain and saw a very flushed and guilty Serena.
"What did you do to my hair?!!"
"What does it look like? Say, isn't it a little early for the green goblin to come out?"
"Cut the cute crap! What do I do?!"
"Wash it dummy. Honestly, men never use logic."
"But I'll smell like cheese."
"Quit whining you big baby. Cheese is very manly."
"WHAT are you talking about?!"
"What? Cheese is in."
"Cheese is in...cheese is in," he mumbled to himself in confusion. "What am I supposed to say to that? Get out of the tub so I can wash my hair."
"Sheesh, touchy," she said and climbed out.
While she ate breakfast, Darien took a shower and dehorrified his hair. As if on cue, Darien got out and Andrew came on the intercom.
"How are our lovely friends doing today?"
"Bug off, Andrew. I don't need harrassment this early. Oh wait, too late."
"What are you speaking of?"
"Your stupid English. No, actually, Serena put cheese in my hair and braided it last night." Darien never go to finish complaining- Andrew had cracked up.
"Serena, you are a genius. A complete genius."
"She's a drunken fool."
"Are you still on about the wine? She appears to be fine."
"You can't see her. You don't have to live with her for 24 hours a day. Say, how long are you going to keep us in here?"
"For however lon it takes for one of youto crack."
"She's already cracked!"
"That's not what I mean, and you know it. Good luck and talk to ya later."
"I hate that guy. He's such an idiot," he mumbled. He turned around and Serena grinned up at him. "You sill little girl. You really have no idea what you're in for, do you?"
"Oh yes I do. I've got full control of my mind and my senses. You'll see."
"Prove it."
"I will, just wait, silly goose. You know you've got cheese in your sleeping bag."
"WHAT?!?! What am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to wash that?"
"You'll just have to sleep in the floor. You are the slave, ya know. Or, you could share with me."
"ANDREW!!! She's gone crazy!"
"Shut up, Darien, I was just kidding." Then, for no apparent reason, she just started laughing. She kept laughing in weird voices too.
Darien sat down and watched her. He thought she had snapped and was going to start bouncing off the walls literally.
Serena jumped up then, and turned on her mini stereo. The song blasted out and she started to sing in a low voice with a sly look, humming at first and then singing.
"...come on pretty mama. Key Largo, Montego, baby why don't we go down to Kokomo? We'll get there fast and then we'll take it slow. That's where we wanna go, way down to Kokomo." She began to dance and have somewhat of a laughing fit. She grabbed Darien up off the floor and began to tango with him. They went all over the room for about 10 minutes and then collapsed on the floor, her head in his lap.
He laughter subsided and she asked, "Darien, why are you so tense all the time?"
"You annoy me so much."
"How," she asked in a low and threatening voice.
Darien hadn't really wanted to answer that. What annoyed him was that she wouldn't melt under his smile like the rest of the girls, but then, of course, he hardly ever smiled. So he just smiled at her.
He was wrong. Serena did melt. The very few times he did smile, she was near and her knees buckled. But right now her face went pale and she sat up with her back to him.
"What? What did I say?"
"You really are a stupid jerk. You don't get it, do you? Andrew told me that you were as blind as a mole."
"What are you saying? How am I blind?"
"You'll see," she said and gave a small grin.
Darien's face was full of puzzlement and confusion. What was this enticing gril talking about?
"Anyways, I brought some really cool lotion with me. You wanna smell it? It's really...smelly. I mean in a good way," she said quickly when he gave her a weird look.
"What's it smell like?"
"Well, it's supposed to smell like tangerines, but it smells zingy and peppy."
"I'm no zingy and peppy, Serena. Especially since my sleeping bag is full of cheese."
"W-Well...it's your fault, ya know!"
"How is it MY fault?!"
"Well," she said, sliding over to him with a coy look. "You are very enticing. I just couldn't help squeezing cheese into your dark sleeping bag."
...
"I swear you're crazy."
"'Cuz ya know, I am attracted to you. I just couldn't help myself." Serena gave one loud laugh and went to read on her sleeping bag.
Darien tried to resist the urge to scream out in frustration and confusion. He sat down near the door and listened for any signs of customers.
A few hours later, Serena pulled out her lotion and shoved Darien on his stomach.
"What are you doing?"
"I, Mr. No life and no feelings, am going to give you a massage."
"Bu I don't need a massage."
"You are such a negative poob. Quit protesting all the time and be relaxed and happy for once."
Except for the fact that Serena was sitting on his legs, Darien relaxed. He had the funny sensation that she was trying to say something. After ten minutes, she finished and said, "I made the slave happy, so now it's time for the slave to make his majesty happy."
Darien would have gladly started massaging her back, except Andrew, the ever tactful man with impeccable timing butted in.
"What are you two up to? What's going on?"
Serena leaned over him and put her hand on his mouth and waited.
"Why is it so quiet? What are you guys doing?"
Serena started shaking with suppressed laughter. She finally burst out and said, "We're dead!"
Darien laughed and Serena said, "You stuck us in here and we killed each other."
"You're so silly Serena. But I think your friends are trying to paint my toenails. They're already scaring me, so you'd better hurry up and get around to saying what you need to say."
"Andrew, I'm not going to say it. Besides, I don't know what you're talking about."
"Just go away Andrew, you ruin all the fun."
"Oh, okay. I see how it is. Have FUN"...
"Dirty pervert," he said and looked up at Serena.
She smiled and said, "My turn."
Darien sat to the side of her and leaned over her back.
"You can move my shirt ya know, I won't bite."
"Backs don't bite."
"Yes, but if women can have eyes in the back if their heads and men have a brain in their pants, backs can bite."
Darien gave a short "hummph" and said, "Not all guys this that way all the time."
"Well, I know you don't. Oops, did I say that out loud?"
Darien sniggered and thought about how many times he had LOOKED at her. She wasn't bad, he wouldn't ever admit it, but she wasn't bad at all.
"Well, slave?"
"Oh, sorry," he said quietly and began to rub her back.
"Darien to you like me at all?"
"I should be asking you that. But yes, I do like you." His stomach felt about as hig as his throat. One more step in the right direction.
"Well, you're not bad yourself. If you would use your brain, more people would like you."
"You mean my real brain."
"I mean the one inside that fat head of yours, dummy. You're such a perv. All guys are. That's why I won't go out with any of them."
"Like I said, not all guys are like that. I'm really not. It just happens to come out sometimes. My evil side, that is."
Serena giggled and closed her eyes.
Meanwhile outside, Andrew took the matter into his ouwn hands. He went up to the thermostat and turned it up to 80 degrees. After a minute or so, Serena's eyes popped open and she asked, "Is it just me, or did it get hotter in here?"
'It's not just you, that's for sure. I wonder what's up."
She sat up and immediately felt dizzy. "Ooo, I feel like crap..."
"HA! I told you that you'd be sick!"
"You're not nice. I don't like you now."
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said, serioiusly and gave her a hug.
Serena was a bit stunned to say in the least. Darien NEVER showed physical affection, heck, affection altogether.
"That's good for you, Darien. You've taken your first step into a better world."
"Okay?"
"Silly. Well, I'm gonna take a nap."
"Is that all you do? Take naps and eat?"
"You really don't have a heart, do you? Of course not. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need my beauty rest."
Darien felt the opposite.
Serena took a nap for an hour and it was an uneasy nap. She tossed and turned and woke up several times. Darien had gotten really sweaty in his sweater and pants, so he put on a t-shirt and dashed his face with water.
When serena woke up, she looked like a demon. Her hair was horrifically rumpled and her face was sweaty and groggy-looking.
"You look horrible."
"I thought I would. Hey, can you toss me a soda?"
"No more slave?"
"Not unless you really liked it."
"I'll humor you. I'm still your slave. Here," he said, handed her the soda and an ice pack.
"What's up with the ice pack?"
"For your head. It will help."
"Hmm...."
"I only go by observations."
"Do you think that's wise Dr. Shields? Besides, what time is it?"
"About 2 o'clock."
"I want to get out of here and go to the beach SOOO much!"
"Me too."
"What does he keep babbling about? Is there something you need to tell me?"
"Nothing earthshattering. You?"
"Same here."
"Well then, why the heck are we in here? We have to be in here for some reason. Unless you DO have something to say. I do, but I won't."
"Then I won't either," she said defiantly with a toss of her head."
"Can I guess?"
"Can I?"
"Why not," he said, thinking he had all the answers.
"Does it have to do wiht me?" Darien didn't say anything so she said, "You have to tell the truth."
"Yes, yes it does have to do with you."
"Is it bad?"
"From whose point of view?"
"Mmm...Mine."
"I don't know. I-I mean, I'm not sure."
"Well, what is it? Am I in trouble?"
"Noo...Do you mind if I take my shirt off? It's really hot in here."
"No," she said, trying not to stare. "You're sweaty. Now it's your turn to ask some questions."
"Okay, does it have to do with me?"
"why else would we be in here? Yes, Mr. Copycat, it has to do with you."
"Is my hair black?"
"Yes."
"Is Andrew a dork?"
"Yes. What-"
"Is there a bathroom in here?"
"Yes."
"Are you drunk?"
"No."
"Yes."
"NO."
"Do you care about your friends?"
"Yes, of course. You're getting old."
"2 more."
"Have you ever dated anyone?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"Logan form school. My tur-"
"Are you in love with me?"
"What kind of a question is that?"
"A perfectly good question. Andrew keeps saying you are, but I don't believe him."
"Oh."
"you didn't answer my question," he pointed out.
"You said 2 more. The last one ws invalid, so I'm not obligated to answer it," she said matter-of-factly and turned around.
"So maybe you are," he said teasingly.
"The truth never hurt anyone did it?"
"Well-"
"Say no."
"No."
"Good. I know I'm going to sound like a complete psyco when I say this, but, I am in love with you. It's not a crush or a fantasy thing, I am truly, head-over-heels in love with you."
Darien's heart gave several flutters adn he thought now that she had to be sober. He was almost positive, because drunk people didn't talk like that, not this seriously. He sincerely hoped this wasn't a joke, because he would curl up and die if it was. But he remained calm and asked, "Are you seriously telling the truth?"
She gave an exasperated sigh and her voice cracked..."Can I make it any clearer? Maybe I should try."
He was about to protest, but she continued. "I lay awake at night and think about you. I dream of you, I only come to the arcade to see you. Do you understand? Did it get through that enormous brain of yours? I love you, Darien."
His had was suddenly on her shoulder and he said, "Say it to me."
She turned around and with her face firmly set, she looked into his eyes and said, "I love you, Darien."
He said after a pause, "You're going to kill me you know. If you keep saying that, I'll have a heartattack. My chest feels like it's going to explode."
"You have a nice chest."
"I'd say something, but hte brain in my pants would be talking."
She giggled and took his had and he smiled. He helped her up and said, "I've been in love with you for the longest time, I don't know how or when it started."
"Is it like you imagined it?"
"No."
"Why?"
"One thing's missing."
"What's missing? We don't have an audience, I'm not sleeping or stuffing my face."
He whispered into her ear, "I haven't kissed you yet."
Serena blushed and looked up at him. His eyes were dancing and his mouth was twitching. She smiled and then their lips met. He pressed her body to his and then-
"You two look quite healthy for being dead," Andrew said, he was standing right in front of them.
Darien shoved him out the door and closed it.
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"Mission accomplished," said Andrew, and shook hands with all of the girls.
"When the come out let's go. I've been dying to go swimming."
10 minutes later:
"Alright, guys! Let's go!"
"Hold it, hold it," Serena said. "Where's my ice cream?"
"Umm..."
"We ran out," Andrew sid sheepishly.
"Darien, should we," Serena asked and looked up at him.
"Why not," he said and grabbed Andrew's arm.
"What are you goingto do?"
Darien shoved Andrew into hte closet and Serena grabbed Mina's arm and dragged her in.
"Hey! Let us out! Come on guys," Andrew cried.
"Amy, Lita!! Make them let me out!"
"Nope," Darien said.
"Why?"
No answer.
"How long-"
"For however lon it takes."
"For Serena to get her ice cream," Andrew asked.
Mina just glared at him.
THE END
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Well, it turned out a little differently than I planned. I all honesty, I hadn't planned anything. Well, I really hope you all liked it. Reviews are appreciated and welcomed. So are flames, but they are not essential. Thanks for all you've done for me! Good luck and God bless. ^.^
Chapter 4: Turn up the Heat
It was the thought of making herself look like a complete fool that caused Serena to awaken suddenly that night.
What if she looked like a brainless air head? He probably thinks I'm stupid, so why torture myself? I should just tell him how I feel. Mother always said to tell the truth, and besides, the truth never hurt anyone...
Serena got out of her sleeping bag, and wandered around the room. She went to the bathtub and pulled out a towel. Then she got a really funny idea. She put the towel in the tub and went to the refridgerator, and grabbed the Ez-Cheese. She sat down by Darien and squeezed some cheese into her hand.
"Ooh, I will be in such trouble...Oh well," she said and chuckled to herself.
She rubbed cheeze into his hair and tried to braid it. She got partway through and started getting sleepy. She put the can of cheese into his sleeping bag and gave it a few big squirts. He would be SO mad. Oh well. If everything went well...She washed her hands and went to sleep in the bathtub on the towel.
When Darien woke the next morning, he flet dirty and greasy. He got out of his sleeping bag and saw that he had cheese on his legs. He looked at his hands and saw cheese.
"What happened? Where'd all this cheese come from?"
When he went to the bathroom to wash his face, he took one look at his hair and gasped. The cheese had dried and the braids were crusty. He charged out of the bathroom and looked wildly around for Serena but couldn't find her.
"Serena! Where are you Serena?!"
The shower curtain giggled...giggled? He threw back the curtain and saw a very flushed and guilty Serena.
"What did you do to my hair?!!"
"What does it look like? Say, isn't it a little early for the green goblin to come out?"
"Cut the cute crap! What do I do?!"
"Wash it dummy. Honestly, men never use logic."
"But I'll smell like cheese."
"Quit whining you big baby. Cheese is very manly."
"WHAT are you talking about?!"
"What? Cheese is in."
"Cheese is in...cheese is in," he mumbled to himself in confusion. "What am I supposed to say to that? Get out of the tub so I can wash my hair."
"Sheesh, touchy," she said and climbed out.
While she ate breakfast, Darien took a shower and dehorrified his hair. As if on cue, Darien got out and Andrew came on the intercom.
"How are our lovely friends doing today?"
"Bug off, Andrew. I don't need harrassment this early. Oh wait, too late."
"What are you speaking of?"
"Your stupid English. No, actually, Serena put cheese in my hair and braided it last night." Darien never go to finish complaining- Andrew had cracked up.
"Serena, you are a genius. A complete genius."
"She's a drunken fool."
"Are you still on about the wine? She appears to be fine."
"You can't see her. You don't have to live with her for 24 hours a day. Say, how long are you going to keep us in here?"
"For however lon it takes for one of youto crack."
"She's already cracked!"
"That's not what I mean, and you know it. Good luck and talk to ya later."
"I hate that guy. He's such an idiot," he mumbled. He turned around and Serena grinned up at him. "You sill little girl. You really have no idea what you're in for, do you?"
"Oh yes I do. I've got full control of my mind and my senses. You'll see."
"Prove it."
"I will, just wait, silly goose. You know you've got cheese in your sleeping bag."
"WHAT?!?! What am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to wash that?"
"You'll just have to sleep in the floor. You are the slave, ya know. Or, you could share with me."
"ANDREW!!! She's gone crazy!"
"Shut up, Darien, I was just kidding." Then, for no apparent reason, she just started laughing. She kept laughing in weird voices too.
Darien sat down and watched her. He thought she had snapped and was going to start bouncing off the walls literally.
Serena jumped up then, and turned on her mini stereo. The song blasted out and she started to sing in a low voice with a sly look, humming at first and then singing.
"...come on pretty mama. Key Largo, Montego, baby why don't we go down to Kokomo? We'll get there fast and then we'll take it slow. That's where we wanna go, way down to Kokomo." She began to dance and have somewhat of a laughing fit. She grabbed Darien up off the floor and began to tango with him. They went all over the room for about 10 minutes and then collapsed on the floor, her head in his lap.
He laughter subsided and she asked, "Darien, why are you so tense all the time?"
"You annoy me so much."
"How," she asked in a low and threatening voice.
Darien hadn't really wanted to answer that. What annoyed him was that she wouldn't melt under his smile like the rest of the girls, but then, of course, he hardly ever smiled. So he just smiled at her.
He was wrong. Serena did melt. The very few times he did smile, she was near and her knees buckled. But right now her face went pale and she sat up with her back to him.
"What? What did I say?"
"You really are a stupid jerk. You don't get it, do you? Andrew told me that you were as blind as a mole."
"What are you saying? How am I blind?"
"You'll see," she said and gave a small grin.
Darien's face was full of puzzlement and confusion. What was this enticing gril talking about?
"Anyways, I brought some really cool lotion with me. You wanna smell it? It's really...smelly. I mean in a good way," she said quickly when he gave her a weird look.
"What's it smell like?"
"Well, it's supposed to smell like tangerines, but it smells zingy and peppy."
"I'm no zingy and peppy, Serena. Especially since my sleeping bag is full of cheese."
"W-Well...it's your fault, ya know!"
"How is it MY fault?!"
"Well," she said, sliding over to him with a coy look. "You are very enticing. I just couldn't help squeezing cheese into your dark sleeping bag."
...
"I swear you're crazy."
"'Cuz ya know, I am attracted to you. I just couldn't help myself." Serena gave one loud laugh and went to read on her sleeping bag.
Darien tried to resist the urge to scream out in frustration and confusion. He sat down near the door and listened for any signs of customers.
A few hours later, Serena pulled out her lotion and shoved Darien on his stomach.
"What are you doing?"
"I, Mr. No life and no feelings, am going to give you a massage."
"Bu I don't need a massage."
"You are such a negative poob. Quit protesting all the time and be relaxed and happy for once."
Except for the fact that Serena was sitting on his legs, Darien relaxed. He had the funny sensation that she was trying to say something. After ten minutes, she finished and said, "I made the slave happy, so now it's time for the slave to make his majesty happy."
Darien would have gladly started massaging her back, except Andrew, the ever tactful man with impeccable timing butted in.
"What are you two up to? What's going on?"
Serena leaned over him and put her hand on his mouth and waited.
"Why is it so quiet? What are you guys doing?"
Serena started shaking with suppressed laughter. She finally burst out and said, "We're dead!"
Darien laughed and Serena said, "You stuck us in here and we killed each other."
"You're so silly Serena. But I think your friends are trying to paint my toenails. They're already scaring me, so you'd better hurry up and get around to saying what you need to say."
"Andrew, I'm not going to say it. Besides, I don't know what you're talking about."
"Just go away Andrew, you ruin all the fun."
"Oh, okay. I see how it is. Have FUN"...
"Dirty pervert," he said and looked up at Serena.
She smiled and said, "My turn."
Darien sat to the side of her and leaned over her back.
"You can move my shirt ya know, I won't bite."
"Backs don't bite."
"Yes, but if women can have eyes in the back if their heads and men have a brain in their pants, backs can bite."
Darien gave a short "hummph" and said, "Not all guys this that way all the time."
"Well, I know you don't. Oops, did I say that out loud?"
Darien sniggered and thought about how many times he had LOOKED at her. She wasn't bad, he wouldn't ever admit it, but she wasn't bad at all.
"Well, slave?"
"Oh, sorry," he said quietly and began to rub her back.
"Darien to you like me at all?"
"I should be asking you that. But yes, I do like you." His stomach felt about as hig as his throat. One more step in the right direction.
"Well, you're not bad yourself. If you would use your brain, more people would like you."
"You mean my real brain."
"I mean the one inside that fat head of yours, dummy. You're such a perv. All guys are. That's why I won't go out with any of them."
"Like I said, not all guys are like that. I'm really not. It just happens to come out sometimes. My evil side, that is."
Serena giggled and closed her eyes.
Meanwhile outside, Andrew took the matter into his ouwn hands. He went up to the thermostat and turned it up to 80 degrees. After a minute or so, Serena's eyes popped open and she asked, "Is it just me, or did it get hotter in here?"
'It's not just you, that's for sure. I wonder what's up."
She sat up and immediately felt dizzy. "Ooo, I feel like crap..."
"HA! I told you that you'd be sick!"
"You're not nice. I don't like you now."
"Oh, I'm sorry," he said, serioiusly and gave her a hug.
Serena was a bit stunned to say in the least. Darien NEVER showed physical affection, heck, affection altogether.
"That's good for you, Darien. You've taken your first step into a better world."
"Okay?"
"Silly. Well, I'm gonna take a nap."
"Is that all you do? Take naps and eat?"
"You really don't have a heart, do you? Of course not. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need my beauty rest."
Darien felt the opposite.
Serena took a nap for an hour and it was an uneasy nap. She tossed and turned and woke up several times. Darien had gotten really sweaty in his sweater and pants, so he put on a t-shirt and dashed his face with water.
When serena woke up, she looked like a demon. Her hair was horrifically rumpled and her face was sweaty and groggy-looking.
"You look horrible."
"I thought I would. Hey, can you toss me a soda?"
"No more slave?"
"Not unless you really liked it."
"I'll humor you. I'm still your slave. Here," he said, handed her the soda and an ice pack.
"What's up with the ice pack?"
"For your head. It will help."
"Hmm...."
"I only go by observations."
"Do you think that's wise Dr. Shields? Besides, what time is it?"
"About 2 o'clock."
"I want to get out of here and go to the beach SOOO much!"
"Me too."
"What does he keep babbling about? Is there something you need to tell me?"
"Nothing earthshattering. You?"
"Same here."
"Well then, why the heck are we in here? We have to be in here for some reason. Unless you DO have something to say. I do, but I won't."
"Then I won't either," she said defiantly with a toss of her head."
"Can I guess?"
"Can I?"
"Why not," he said, thinking he had all the answers.
"Does it have to do wiht me?" Darien didn't say anything so she said, "You have to tell the truth."
"Yes, yes it does have to do with you."
"Is it bad?"
"From whose point of view?"
"Mmm...Mine."
"I don't know. I-I mean, I'm not sure."
"Well, what is it? Am I in trouble?"
"Noo...Do you mind if I take my shirt off? It's really hot in here."
"No," she said, trying not to stare. "You're sweaty. Now it's your turn to ask some questions."
"Okay, does it have to do with me?"
"why else would we be in here? Yes, Mr. Copycat, it has to do with you."
"Is my hair black?"
"Yes."
"Is Andrew a dork?"
"Yes. What-"
"Is there a bathroom in here?"
"Yes."
"Are you drunk?"
"No."
"Yes."
"NO."
"Do you care about your friends?"
"Yes, of course. You're getting old."
"2 more."
"Have you ever dated anyone?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"Logan form school. My tur-"
"Are you in love with me?"
"What kind of a question is that?"
"A perfectly good question. Andrew keeps saying you are, but I don't believe him."
"Oh."
"you didn't answer my question," he pointed out.
"You said 2 more. The last one ws invalid, so I'm not obligated to answer it," she said matter-of-factly and turned around.
"So maybe you are," he said teasingly.
"The truth never hurt anyone did it?"
"Well-"
"Say no."
"No."
"Good. I know I'm going to sound like a complete psyco when I say this, but, I am in love with you. It's not a crush or a fantasy thing, I am truly, head-over-heels in love with you."
Darien's heart gave several flutters adn he thought now that she had to be sober. He was almost positive, because drunk people didn't talk like that, not this seriously. He sincerely hoped this wasn't a joke, because he would curl up and die if it was. But he remained calm and asked, "Are you seriously telling the truth?"
She gave an exasperated sigh and her voice cracked..."Can I make it any clearer? Maybe I should try."
He was about to protest, but she continued. "I lay awake at night and think about you. I dream of you, I only come to the arcade to see you. Do you understand? Did it get through that enormous brain of yours? I love you, Darien."
His had was suddenly on her shoulder and he said, "Say it to me."
She turned around and with her face firmly set, she looked into his eyes and said, "I love you, Darien."
He said after a pause, "You're going to kill me you know. If you keep saying that, I'll have a heartattack. My chest feels like it's going to explode."
"You have a nice chest."
"I'd say something, but hte brain in my pants would be talking."
She giggled and took his had and he smiled. He helped her up and said, "I've been in love with you for the longest time, I don't know how or when it started."
"Is it like you imagined it?"
"No."
"Why?"
"One thing's missing."
"What's missing? We don't have an audience, I'm not sleeping or stuffing my face."
He whispered into her ear, "I haven't kissed you yet."
Serena blushed and looked up at him. His eyes were dancing and his mouth was twitching. She smiled and then their lips met. He pressed her body to his and then-
"You two look quite healthy for being dead," Andrew said, he was standing right in front of them.
Darien shoved him out the door and closed it.
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"Mission accomplished," said Andrew, and shook hands with all of the girls.
"When the come out let's go. I've been dying to go swimming."
10 minutes later:
"Alright, guys! Let's go!"
"Hold it, hold it," Serena said. "Where's my ice cream?"
"Umm..."
"We ran out," Andrew sid sheepishly.
"Darien, should we," Serena asked and looked up at him.
"Why not," he said and grabbed Andrew's arm.
"What are you goingto do?"
Darien shoved Andrew into hte closet and Serena grabbed Mina's arm and dragged her in.
"Hey! Let us out! Come on guys," Andrew cried.
"Amy, Lita!! Make them let me out!"
"Nope," Darien said.
"Why?"
No answer.
"How long-"
"For however lon it takes."
"For Serena to get her ice cream," Andrew asked.
Mina just glared at him.
THE END
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Well, it turned out a little differently than I planned. I all honesty, I hadn't planned anything. Well, I really hope you all liked it. Reviews are appreciated and welcomed. So are flames, but they are not essential. Thanks for all you've done for me! Good luck and God bless. ^.^