This Kiss...
Alternate Universe
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor moon or associated characters.
Dedication: To my friend, "Mina", who will be a dancing rocket scientist.
Chapter 2-The Coke
So, here I am, sitting at a charming outdoor cafe by the beach or as the french say Le Promenade Les Etats Unis (the American walk, essentially). The day is young and I am sipping a diet coke, enjoying the weather, and the gorgeous Italian. What? Gorgeous Italian?
Yes, my friends, I have a date, an impromptu one, but a date nonetheless. You would all be so proud of me. I'm pretty proud of myself, I'm with a gorgeous Italian, Darien, who is not a criminal ( he assured me himself.
"So, my friend Ami thinks that all Italians men have one thing in common...", here comes my attempt at conversation.
"What's that?" he replies with a small smirk.
"That they all schedule a time everyday to find someone to make out with. Did meeting me fit into that time slot?" I told you I had a loud mouth, I can't help it.
"Hmmm...", he blushes, "I don't have a schedule, not really...", he stammers.
I can't help but laugh, he is so adorable. "I'm just kidding. Even if I did fit into your schedule, I didn't expect you to admit it. Ami can be pretty cynical sometimes", I reply, letting him off the hook.
Relief is evident on his face, whether that means he's guilty or he is just uncomfortable, the world will never know. I giggle on the inside, this is so much fun.
"So, what do you study, Serena?", he asks.
"My major is computer engineering and my minors are french, math, and business administration", I had that line memorized since my first month of college (wink).
"Wow! I am only studying to be a doctor", he says.
"Only! That's a huge responsibility, I only have to deal with computers and maybe make some business deals. No one in their right mind should or would trust me to cut open a human being!", I exclaim.
He laughs, it is a deep smooth laugh. It is very warm and his eyes are twinkling. God, I'm so corny, I read way too many romance novels.
"Well, I really would like to help people in my life and I love learning about how things work.
The human body is the most complex and perfect machine I have ever seen. It's a pleasure to learn about it and knowing that my knowledge can really help someone makes it even better", he says.
I try to supress my dreamy sigh. "It's definitely my turn to say wow. Do you study in Italy?"
"Well, I have been, I finished my college education in Rome. But for med school, I'm going to study in America", he says.
"Really, where in the states?", I'm praying he says California, it's a big state.
He smiles, it seems like he is in a dream, "I've always dreamed of studying there. I'm going to CA and I'll be studying at Stanford."
"So am I, well, I'm at Berkeley right now, but I hope to study at Stanford when I graduate", I exclaim.
"Well, perhaps this is more than a chance encounter...", our eyes meet and he smiles again. I can't help but smile back at him, the coke is now long forgotten.
"You know, I am glad I met you", I say.
"I am too. I really don't schedule in girls, you know. Some guys do, but something about you just made me approach you. Would you like to have dinner with me? I know Nice pretty well. I would like to show you around and there's a little club by the beach..." he says.
"I would love to." I interrupt.
"L'addition s'il vous plait", (bill please).
After paying for our drinks, he stands up and offers me his hand. I take it and without a word, we start walking towards the beach.
We talked all afternoon about school, friends, and the differences between Europe and United States. Through it all, he remained sweet, charming, and surprising humble. I wanted to squeal with joy!
Alternate Universe
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor moon or associated characters.
Dedication: To my friend, "Mina", who will be a dancing rocket scientist.
Chapter 2-The Coke
So, here I am, sitting at a charming outdoor cafe by the beach or as the french say Le Promenade Les Etats Unis (the American walk, essentially). The day is young and I am sipping a diet coke, enjoying the weather, and the gorgeous Italian. What? Gorgeous Italian?
Yes, my friends, I have a date, an impromptu one, but a date nonetheless. You would all be so proud of me. I'm pretty proud of myself, I'm with a gorgeous Italian, Darien, who is not a criminal ( he assured me himself.
"So, my friend Ami thinks that all Italians men have one thing in common...", here comes my attempt at conversation.
"What's that?" he replies with a small smirk.
"That they all schedule a time everyday to find someone to make out with. Did meeting me fit into that time slot?" I told you I had a loud mouth, I can't help it.
"Hmmm...", he blushes, "I don't have a schedule, not really...", he stammers.
I can't help but laugh, he is so adorable. "I'm just kidding. Even if I did fit into your schedule, I didn't expect you to admit it. Ami can be pretty cynical sometimes", I reply, letting him off the hook.
Relief is evident on his face, whether that means he's guilty or he is just uncomfortable, the world will never know. I giggle on the inside, this is so much fun.
"So, what do you study, Serena?", he asks.
"My major is computer engineering and my minors are french, math, and business administration", I had that line memorized since my first month of college (wink).
"Wow! I am only studying to be a doctor", he says.
"Only! That's a huge responsibility, I only have to deal with computers and maybe make some business deals. No one in their right mind should or would trust me to cut open a human being!", I exclaim.
He laughs, it is a deep smooth laugh. It is very warm and his eyes are twinkling. God, I'm so corny, I read way too many romance novels.
"Well, I really would like to help people in my life and I love learning about how things work.
The human body is the most complex and perfect machine I have ever seen. It's a pleasure to learn about it and knowing that my knowledge can really help someone makes it even better", he says.
I try to supress my dreamy sigh. "It's definitely my turn to say wow. Do you study in Italy?"
"Well, I have been, I finished my college education in Rome. But for med school, I'm going to study in America", he says.
"Really, where in the states?", I'm praying he says California, it's a big state.
He smiles, it seems like he is in a dream, "I've always dreamed of studying there. I'm going to CA and I'll be studying at Stanford."
"So am I, well, I'm at Berkeley right now, but I hope to study at Stanford when I graduate", I exclaim.
"Well, perhaps this is more than a chance encounter...", our eyes meet and he smiles again. I can't help but smile back at him, the coke is now long forgotten.
"You know, I am glad I met you", I say.
"I am too. I really don't schedule in girls, you know. Some guys do, but something about you just made me approach you. Would you like to have dinner with me? I know Nice pretty well. I would like to show you around and there's a little club by the beach..." he says.
"I would love to." I interrupt.
"L'addition s'il vous plait", (bill please).
After paying for our drinks, he stands up and offers me his hand. I take it and without a word, we start walking towards the beach.
We talked all afternoon about school, friends, and the differences between Europe and United States. Through it all, he remained sweet, charming, and surprising humble. I wanted to squeal with joy!