Darien walked home wondering why the heck his lips were still tingling and why he felt like turning around to see Serena again. Instead he kept walking, but couldn't shake the feeling that he'd kissed her before.

That night Serena had her own plans. She jumped out her window and ran across Tokyo to an apartment building. She jumped from a tree to a balcony on the second floor. She slid the glass door open and stepped into Tuxedo Mask's bedroom. He was there sleeping, but she didn't bother him. Instead she was going to explore his apartment.

She stepped out of his bedroom into his living room. She went to the stereo first. She took the CD out and couldn't believe it was one of her mixes. She thought about taking it back, but left it there. She visited other rooms. Nothing caught her eye. Then she saw the pictures sitting on the table. One was a little boy in an orphange. He had dark hair and eyes.

"Darien?" she asked silently. Another was of a woman and a man holding a black haired baby. The woman had long pink hair and red eyes. She was smiling and the sunlight sent streaks of silver through her hair. The man had dark hair and eyes and, as Serena noted, he was quite handsome. He had strong arms and looked strikingly familliar.

"Darien's parents," Serena said. She'd heard the story of their death from Andrew. She wiped a tear from her eye and sniffled. She picked up the last picture of the dark haired boy. He was holding a rose and their was a small blonde girl laughing with him. Her hair was in meatballs.

It struck Serena right then and there that the boy she had met the day Sammy was born had been Darien. She had caught him crying and cheered him up. She saw him again a few weeks later, but never visited him after. The memory had slipped to the back of her mind. She started crying again. All those years alone and she could have changed it. She could have kept visiting him and they could have been friends. She sighed.

She went back into the bedroom and looked at Darien. The moonlight fell across his pale face. A child's face, she thought. The covers were twisted into a knot at the end of the bed liked he'd tossed and turned for a long time. His dark hair was tickling his nose. Serena moved it gently away. She held back a giggle at his purple chin and cheeks. Signs of her earlier attack. She looked at the picture on his beside table. It was a picture of her laughing. She knew that she should have searched him before he left the house. He'd gotten away with a picture and a CD.

She giggled again and opened his closet. Nothing unusual really. She pulled a shoe box from the top shelf. She took the lid off and glanced inside. There were sketchings of a girl inside. She was wearing a long dress with no sleeves. Her hair was long and up in two ponytails, but her face was blurred. No features showed. It was just there.

All of a sudden someone picked her up from behind. She was scooped into Darien's arms.

"Uh-oh. Somebody's a snoop," Darien said smiling.

"Do you know how hard it is to find out anything about you?"

"I hid everything earlier." He dropped her onto the bed and laid down beside her. "So what do you find out anyway?"

"I found out that you are extremely neat person. I've never seen a house this clean. Oh you're a thief too."

"Sorry about that."

"You are a great artist, but you didn't finish any of the sketches."

"I couldn't. I've never seen her face."

"She's a real person?" Serena asked.

"I think. I've only seen her in my dreams."

"Oh a dream girl. Is that why you toss and turn?"

"I guess, but forget about her. Tell me other things you found out."

"Well... I found out that you're a, um, very lonely person."

Darien nodded solemnly. "It's hard when you're young, but I've gotten used to it. I've got you and Andrew and Raye though."

Serena winced, "Are you and Raye still dating?"

"Well I guess not. I kind of hope not. It's a lot more entertaining when I'm with you."

Serena punched him jokingly, "Very funny. You better watch it, buddy. I'll go Sailor Moon on your butt."

Darien laughed, "What are you going to do? Throw a frisbee at me?"

"Well it's a lot better than a rose!" They both started laughing at how ridiculous their powers were. Darien stopped abruptly and looked at Serena. She stopped too. He came closer and kissed her again.

Serena closed her eyes and tried to push the voice in the back of her head away, but it came through and she broke away guiltily. She stood up and slipped towards the door. "I'll see you later Tuxedo Mask."

"Yeah Sailor Moon."

Serena slid the door open and jumped to the tree. Darien stood out on the balcony and watched her go.

What had made him kiss her, he couldn't figure out. Something inside him told him to. Now she was running away. 'Great job, Darien' he thought. 'Now she hates you.'

But as Serena ran home she felt exactly the opposite of what he thought. She was almost positive that she was in love with him.

Author's Note: I like this story! It's fun to write. Anyway please review. It's great reading your thoughts on my thoughts. Or whatever. Bye-bye! /*^_^*\