Disclaimer: the song "Sk8er Boi" does not belong to me, nor does Sailor
Moon and its characters. Isn't it sad though how they've out played this
song? :(
Sk8er Boi: Epilogue
It was a shivering and frightened teenaged girl who waited outside Darien Shield's apartment door. She couldn't imagine what it would be like to live alone at the age of 17. She was only 16 herself, but figured one year couldn't make all that much difference.
She mused in her slightly frozen state how she came to know so much about the boy her friends' vehemently hated. Then began to wonder about how she had slowly become one of them. It wasn't exactly by choice she recalled. Once she started in school politics back in middle school, she was surrounded in that so-called "popular" or rather, "preppy" crowd everyday, and they took a liking to her, so she was in. It was a simple as that.
She ran a finger over her blue lips before hurriedly pressing the buzzer once more. She hoped to God his benefactor, as orphaned children in high school could choose to have instead of a foster home at the age of 17, had not chosen this Thursday to spend the night at Darien's house.
A few tears fell and promptly froze on her cheek as she turned to leave in defeat, when she heard soft cursing and grumbles from behind the apartment door. She clutched her jacket tightly around her otherwise bare arms, and a flicker of hope overtook her as the click of a lock sounded. The door opened a crack and a tired blue eye peered out.
"What the hell do you people want at this time of ni-HOLY!" he cried as he saw clearly who the figure outside his door was. He swung open the door to reveal Serena in a much too light fall jacket, and boxer shorts, trembling quietly before him.
"Ser- Serena?" he blinked, rubbing is eyes in disbelief.
She whimpered an acknowledgment; her cascading blonde locks bobbing slightly as she did so.
"What in the world are you-" he stopped himself once more as he noticed how cold it was suddenly, and gasped, realizing her attire.
"Jesus Serena, you're blue! Ahh..." he paused remembering what had happened earlier that day and hesitated to take her in, but dismissed it as he also noticed, (one must give him credit, he had only then woken up,) her beautiful blonde head, usually proud and high, was now hanging in shame before him. His heart melted and all his doubts fluttered away as he quickly put and arm around her shoulders for support and lead her into his apartment.
He closed the door slowly behind them before running quickly to his couch and grabbing a blanket to rap around her.
She whimpered softly as the warmth wrapped around her, "Oh God Darien I had a horrible dream! I was pregnant and you were with Raye and you were famous and you barely remembered me and, and..."
"Shh..." he hushed her, putting a finger to her lips ushering her to the couch. He took her freezing hands in his warm ones and rubbed then lightly. He looked up to see her baby blues starring nervously back at him. He recoiled and ran a hand through his hair.
"I'll get you some hot chocolate or tea or something..." he said shakily, and made to stand, but she gripped his hands.
"Darien! Did you hear what I said? Please stay! Darien what's wrong?" it was a dumb question, and she knew it but it was too late.
He threw his hands in the air, "Well Christ Serena, I don't know what's wrong anymore. We spend what I thought was an amazing day together and then, well you blew me off. Really blew me off Serena. For what? I could understand if I was the one who wasn't good enough for you, but you threw me with you not being good enough for me. And I mean, JESUS!" he raked his hand through his hair once more, never being quite good with confrontation, especially with forbidden dancing angels like the one before him now. He whirled around to face her once more.
"You can't make other people's decisions for them Sere, if I want to be with you and you want to be with me then it should be OUR--" he stopped a new horror dawning on him. He swallowed.
"That is, if you WANT to be with me, oh I didn't think--". He cut off again, but this time not by his own choice.
Serena flew at him and pressed her lips firmly against his. He froze for a moment, still in shock, but only for a moment before he slowly wrapped his arms around her, deepening the kiss. She pulled away first and choked down a sob, falling into his embrace.
"I was such a jerk," she said, the tears flowing freely now, "such a complete and total jerk. Mina said that going out with you would ruin my life, so I got scared, and tried to break off any chance with you but," she paused, sniffling a bit she looked up into his eyes, blue crashing into blue, and touched the lines of his face.
"But if my life is such that going out with you would ruin it, then maybe IT needs to be re-evaluated, not you."
She looked up desperately into his eyes, "Could you ever forgive me? Is there any chance we could have what we had the other day again?"
His mouth hung open slightly, as she looked up at him with pleading eyes, his arms still wrapped lightly around her. "Serena, I..."
She looked down at her hand planted on his chest, "I mean, I'd understand if we couldn't..." her breath caught as he leaned down and softly brushed his lips against hers, looked at her though hooded eyes.
"Serena how could you think that?"
Pain shot through her and she looked away, suddenly ashamed, "I- don't know, you, you're right I never should have come."
He shook his head wildly, "No, no, no!" he laughed slightly as she cocked her head to the side. "I mean how could you think that after coming all this way, at," he glanced at the clock, laughing, "freakin' 4:00 in the morning, how could I NOT forgive you?"
"Huh?" she breathed.
His eyes were light as he sat up on the arm of his couch and turned her around, placing her in his lap. "I just can't believe... no one's ever done something like that for me Serena."
She laughed darkly, "What? Be and idiot and dump you at school in front of all your friends because of her own selfish reasons?"
"No..." he drawled. "Come back afterwards and admit that they were an idiot." He sighed and leaned his head backwards onto the arm of the couch in an attempt to clear his mind, as things were always a little hazy when he was looking at her.
"You have to think this through though." His arms tightened slightly around her as he looked at her again, "are you sure this is what you want? I mean it won't be easy. You were right, you're friends, and I won't lie to you I don't think much of them, they might leave you." At her downcast look, he gave her a quick squeeze and stuttered his words out hurriedly.
"Oh, but Serena I would treat you so much better than them. I'd spoil you rotten. I don't think you have an idea how much or how long I've wanted you, wanted to be with you. But then again... what's so funny?"
Serena tried to suppress another giggle, rather unsuccessfully as she shook him lightly, "Make up your mind Shields!" she shook her head, "I know the consequences of being with you Darien, and I gladly accept the Terms and Conditions that apply cause the alternative-not being with you-is far worse than anything my 'friends' could do to me."
He sighed, shaking his head lightly, "I'm sure this will hit me in a couple of hours, right now I could very well be dreaming. God knows it's happened in my dreams before. Am I dreaming? Serena, promise me I'm not going to wake up here in a couple seconds and find that you're not really here and that none of this happened."
"I promise Darien, I'm really here." She leaned against his chest, "I really am."
He sighed for what must have been the umpteenth time that night as a lazy smiled played across his lips, "So what now? Do I have to fill out a form or something?"
She jerked her head up to look at him, bewildered, but he only laughed, "Well come on girl, you're head of the SCA aren't ya? I mean that's got to involve at least some paperwork."
She smiled sarcastically at him, "No, but I know something else you have coming to ya."
"Oh? What's-"
But he failed to finish once again as Serena's arms flew around his neck and they shared their first kiss as Skater Boy and Prep.
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Five years from there, she sits at home
feeding the baby she's not alone.
She's married now, with two other kids,
and her hubby is in the biz.
She calls him at work,
to see when he'll be back
and so she can fix him a midnight snack.
He walks in the door, puts his arms around her, and she
looks up at the man she didn't turn down.
He was a Sk8er Boi
She said, "Will ya marry me Boi?"
He was always good enough for her.
They had a baby girl
She was their little Pearl
And nothing could bring them back down to earth...
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Corny I know, and I could have had a more dramatic ending but I really have a hankering to work on Love, Labors, Lost, so I wanted to get this on out of the way. Tell me whatcha think, (I may just go back and redo this whole last part when I'm more awake) and I'll see ya soon with LLL Ch. 6!
~Claidi Winter
Sk8er Boi: Epilogue
It was a shivering and frightened teenaged girl who waited outside Darien Shield's apartment door. She couldn't imagine what it would be like to live alone at the age of 17. She was only 16 herself, but figured one year couldn't make all that much difference.
She mused in her slightly frozen state how she came to know so much about the boy her friends' vehemently hated. Then began to wonder about how she had slowly become one of them. It wasn't exactly by choice she recalled. Once she started in school politics back in middle school, she was surrounded in that so-called "popular" or rather, "preppy" crowd everyday, and they took a liking to her, so she was in. It was a simple as that.
She ran a finger over her blue lips before hurriedly pressing the buzzer once more. She hoped to God his benefactor, as orphaned children in high school could choose to have instead of a foster home at the age of 17, had not chosen this Thursday to spend the night at Darien's house.
A few tears fell and promptly froze on her cheek as she turned to leave in defeat, when she heard soft cursing and grumbles from behind the apartment door. She clutched her jacket tightly around her otherwise bare arms, and a flicker of hope overtook her as the click of a lock sounded. The door opened a crack and a tired blue eye peered out.
"What the hell do you people want at this time of ni-HOLY!" he cried as he saw clearly who the figure outside his door was. He swung open the door to reveal Serena in a much too light fall jacket, and boxer shorts, trembling quietly before him.
"Ser- Serena?" he blinked, rubbing is eyes in disbelief.
She whimpered an acknowledgment; her cascading blonde locks bobbing slightly as she did so.
"What in the world are you-" he stopped himself once more as he noticed how cold it was suddenly, and gasped, realizing her attire.
"Jesus Serena, you're blue! Ahh..." he paused remembering what had happened earlier that day and hesitated to take her in, but dismissed it as he also noticed, (one must give him credit, he had only then woken up,) her beautiful blonde head, usually proud and high, was now hanging in shame before him. His heart melted and all his doubts fluttered away as he quickly put and arm around her shoulders for support and lead her into his apartment.
He closed the door slowly behind them before running quickly to his couch and grabbing a blanket to rap around her.
She whimpered softly as the warmth wrapped around her, "Oh God Darien I had a horrible dream! I was pregnant and you were with Raye and you were famous and you barely remembered me and, and..."
"Shh..." he hushed her, putting a finger to her lips ushering her to the couch. He took her freezing hands in his warm ones and rubbed then lightly. He looked up to see her baby blues starring nervously back at him. He recoiled and ran a hand through his hair.
"I'll get you some hot chocolate or tea or something..." he said shakily, and made to stand, but she gripped his hands.
"Darien! Did you hear what I said? Please stay! Darien what's wrong?" it was a dumb question, and she knew it but it was too late.
He threw his hands in the air, "Well Christ Serena, I don't know what's wrong anymore. We spend what I thought was an amazing day together and then, well you blew me off. Really blew me off Serena. For what? I could understand if I was the one who wasn't good enough for you, but you threw me with you not being good enough for me. And I mean, JESUS!" he raked his hand through his hair once more, never being quite good with confrontation, especially with forbidden dancing angels like the one before him now. He whirled around to face her once more.
"You can't make other people's decisions for them Sere, if I want to be with you and you want to be with me then it should be OUR--" he stopped a new horror dawning on him. He swallowed.
"That is, if you WANT to be with me, oh I didn't think--". He cut off again, but this time not by his own choice.
Serena flew at him and pressed her lips firmly against his. He froze for a moment, still in shock, but only for a moment before he slowly wrapped his arms around her, deepening the kiss. She pulled away first and choked down a sob, falling into his embrace.
"I was such a jerk," she said, the tears flowing freely now, "such a complete and total jerk. Mina said that going out with you would ruin my life, so I got scared, and tried to break off any chance with you but," she paused, sniffling a bit she looked up into his eyes, blue crashing into blue, and touched the lines of his face.
"But if my life is such that going out with you would ruin it, then maybe IT needs to be re-evaluated, not you."
She looked up desperately into his eyes, "Could you ever forgive me? Is there any chance we could have what we had the other day again?"
His mouth hung open slightly, as she looked up at him with pleading eyes, his arms still wrapped lightly around her. "Serena, I..."
She looked down at her hand planted on his chest, "I mean, I'd understand if we couldn't..." her breath caught as he leaned down and softly brushed his lips against hers, looked at her though hooded eyes.
"Serena how could you think that?"
Pain shot through her and she looked away, suddenly ashamed, "I- don't know, you, you're right I never should have come."
He shook his head wildly, "No, no, no!" he laughed slightly as she cocked her head to the side. "I mean how could you think that after coming all this way, at," he glanced at the clock, laughing, "freakin' 4:00 in the morning, how could I NOT forgive you?"
"Huh?" she breathed.
His eyes were light as he sat up on the arm of his couch and turned her around, placing her in his lap. "I just can't believe... no one's ever done something like that for me Serena."
She laughed darkly, "What? Be and idiot and dump you at school in front of all your friends because of her own selfish reasons?"
"No..." he drawled. "Come back afterwards and admit that they were an idiot." He sighed and leaned his head backwards onto the arm of the couch in an attempt to clear his mind, as things were always a little hazy when he was looking at her.
"You have to think this through though." His arms tightened slightly around her as he looked at her again, "are you sure this is what you want? I mean it won't be easy. You were right, you're friends, and I won't lie to you I don't think much of them, they might leave you." At her downcast look, he gave her a quick squeeze and stuttered his words out hurriedly.
"Oh, but Serena I would treat you so much better than them. I'd spoil you rotten. I don't think you have an idea how much or how long I've wanted you, wanted to be with you. But then again... what's so funny?"
Serena tried to suppress another giggle, rather unsuccessfully as she shook him lightly, "Make up your mind Shields!" she shook her head, "I know the consequences of being with you Darien, and I gladly accept the Terms and Conditions that apply cause the alternative-not being with you-is far worse than anything my 'friends' could do to me."
He sighed, shaking his head lightly, "I'm sure this will hit me in a couple of hours, right now I could very well be dreaming. God knows it's happened in my dreams before. Am I dreaming? Serena, promise me I'm not going to wake up here in a couple seconds and find that you're not really here and that none of this happened."
"I promise Darien, I'm really here." She leaned against his chest, "I really am."
He sighed for what must have been the umpteenth time that night as a lazy smiled played across his lips, "So what now? Do I have to fill out a form or something?"
She jerked her head up to look at him, bewildered, but he only laughed, "Well come on girl, you're head of the SCA aren't ya? I mean that's got to involve at least some paperwork."
She smiled sarcastically at him, "No, but I know something else you have coming to ya."
"Oh? What's-"
But he failed to finish once again as Serena's arms flew around his neck and they shared their first kiss as Skater Boy and Prep.
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Five years from there, she sits at home
feeding the baby she's not alone.
She's married now, with two other kids,
and her hubby is in the biz.
She calls him at work,
to see when he'll be back
and so she can fix him a midnight snack.
He walks in the door, puts his arms around her, and she
looks up at the man she didn't turn down.
He was a Sk8er Boi
She said, "Will ya marry me Boi?"
He was always good enough for her.
They had a baby girl
She was their little Pearl
And nothing could bring them back down to earth...
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Corny I know, and I could have had a more dramatic ending but I really have a hankering to work on Love, Labors, Lost, so I wanted to get this on out of the way. Tell me whatcha think, (I may just go back and redo this whole last part when I'm more awake) and I'll see ya soon with LLL Ch. 6!
~Claidi Winter