Serena, The Teenage Witch
Chapter:4
By: Silver Bunny
E-mail: moonsilverbunny@hotmail.com
Disclaimers: still don't own anything -__-;;;;;;;
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Time stood still, and all what Darien could acknowledge was his rain angel. When he first saw her dancing in the rain he thought that he'd never see an equally beautiful scene ever in his life. But his angel proved him wrong, she stood there with such beauty that made him hold his breath in astonishment. Her blonde hair was held in a strange hairstyle. Two ponytails flew on each side of her head, each one of them began with a neatly done bun before flowing at each side of her form, and stretching to her ankles with ease, indicating the true length of her hair. Her enchanting blue eyes looked at him with an expression he couldn't read for he was lost in their marvel. Her delicately curved lips parted slightly at his site, and her foot took an unconscious step backward.
A strong hand squeezed Darien's shoulder with gentle strength forcing his eyes away from the hypnotizing eyes of his angel, and urging his bewitched mind back to reality. He slowly turned his head toward the irritating interruption that pulled him away from the blissful site of his angel, only to be met with Malachite smoky grey eyes. Weren't his eyes blue when he first met him?- the thought crossed Darien's mind before it immediately disappeared.
"Our hostess just asked you a question, Darien." Came Malachite's calm, neutral voice.
"Oh? Umm, sorry, I wasn't paying attention. I." Darien didn't even bother to complete his sentence, instead he let it hang, and his eyes tried to meet his enchantress eyes once more. But instead of meeting her eyes, he met another pair of eyes. Setsuna stood right in front of him, her tall figure hiding the petite figure of his angel, her eyes narrowed with danger, and her posture tensed in a protective stance.
"How did you know her name?" She asked her question again with a freezing voice. This time Darien heard her question clearly, but for some reason he didn't want to answer. He wanted his encounter with his rain dancer to be a private memory between him and her.
"Puu." Came the sweet, hesitant whisper.
A Delicate, soft hand appeared from behind the protective figure of Setsuna and held the older woman's hand gently. Serena's head peaked from behind Setsuna's shielding body.
"I met Darien in the garden earlier. Is he.?" Her mouth refused to form the rest of the question. Her heart tightened in pain and fear. Fear of the answer, fear of the inevitable .
"No little one. I hold that privilege." Malachite's still neutral but markedly warm voice answered her uncompleted question. The question that none understood yet.
"I can feel the strong bond between you and Mina, and I hope you and I will form a bond with matching strength, future little sister." He finished coming toward her and taking her hand in his.
"Oh. ummm nice to meet you." She said, blushing fiercely.
Serena couldn't understand it but when Malachite answered her unspoken question, her heart sang in delight and her cheeks flushed with heat. Darien wasn't Mina's fiancé, Darien wasn't Mina's destined one. How that statement made her feel at ease. She didn't know why it felt like that but at that point she didn't seem to care.
"Rina."
Serena turned her eyes toward her sister, who was as equally flushed as her at that moment.
"You should have been here earlier, you're late." She said, trying not to sound angry at her little sister.
"I'm sorry, I didn't notice the time." Apologized the younger sister, her face even more red. And her whole being trying as hard as possible to avoid the strong pressure of Darien's fixed gaze on the back of her head.
"Serena, you never notice the time." Came Rie's humorous voice.
"Oh really? we have something in common already." Said Malachite, giving Serena an even warmer smile, and then taking Mina's hand in his. " I think we'll all get along just fine." He said with a reassuring voice, putting Mina's tensed muscles to an ease.
"Yeah, maybe we will." Said Setsuna, her eyes narrowing at the oblivious Darien.
"That's great, but before you all get warm and friendly with each other, would you at least spare a minute to introduce me to those two fine gentlemen?" Hotaru obviously hated to be forgotten, or was she trying to lighten the mood? If there's anyone who noticed how Setsuna is looking at that poor mortal, it is -without doubt- Hotaru.
******************** "I never had a better meal in my life. You'll make a great chef, Lita." Said Darien, putting his empty tee cup on the table.
The evening went as good as can be expected. After introducing Hotaru, they all sat down and small conversations took place. Darien, of course, couldn't keep his eyes off Serena. Setsuna couldn't keep her anger hidden from her cousins who knew her too well. Malachite and Mina engaged in their own private take. Ami never left Darien's side and kept taking to him about his writings. Lita, Rei, and Micharu went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Hotaru stayed by Setsuna, obviously keeping her away from their mortal guest. Haruka was having a light conversation with Serena, who was obviously trying her best to keep her distance from Darien. At dinner time, everything went as it did before dinner with Serena trying her best to avoid Darien and Setsuna hating the mortal even more. And Darien, still mesmerized by his angel, still not noticing Setsuna's intense looks towards him . Luckily for the dazed writer, dinner went without any serious complications. After dinner, the still neutral looking Malachite took Setsuna to another room for a private talk, leaving the unexpected guest with the rest of the ladies.
"You think so, Darien?" Lita always loved to be complimented, she especially loved to be complimented for her cooking skills.
"I know so. I may not be a food critique but I know excellent food when I try some." He answered, smiling kindly at the very much flattered brunette.
"Yeah, when it comes to cooking, Lita is the best there is." Said Haruka, taking part of the conversation.
"I think you should open your own restaurant, Lita. Your food is THAT good." Added Darien.
"Lita? Resturant? No way, she's way too moody for that."
"Hey, watch your mouth Rei. I don't wanna fight, not tonight." Lita gave her cousin a warning look, a fight with Rei almost always ends with them both using magic, and she wont have that in front of their mortal guest.
"I'm only saying the truth." Rei obviously overlooked the warning look.
"I agree with Rei. Lita is too moody to open a restaurant." Agreed Mina. "She only cooks when she wants to and what she wants to, she'll never cook what people tell her to cook, and that's never good in a restaurant.".
"I see, you're saying that I'm not dependable enough to open my own restaurant, is that it." Lita's anger was building fast. She may not be the fire witch in the family, but her anger build's as fast.
"Well you have got to admit it, Lita. You should recognize your own flaws." Rei was walking down a dangerous road and she knew it, but she couldn't help herself. Her mouth just keeps on going against her will.
"FLAWS? MY FLAWS. What about YOUR flaws you good for nothing, fire breath."
"Who you callin a good for nothing fire breath, you neat freak."
"You two, ENOUGH. " The quiet Hotaru finally spoke, her strong aura dominating the room.
Darien, going back to his observer position, looked at the whole situation without a word. Those girls are very close, he thought before focusing his gaze at Hotaru. He looked at the petite girl very intently. Straight, pitch black hair that barely reached her shoulders. Pale, delicate skin, with clearly seen blue veins running underneath. Black, plain dress that covered most of her body. She's trying TOO hard to look older and more mysterious than she really is- thought Darien. She is very much respected among the others, maybe she is older than she looks.
"You two better behave in front of our guest." Micharu's tranquil voice cut through the air like a light and fresh breeze.
"You're right Micharu. Sorry Darien." Apologized Lita.
"Yeah, I'm sorry too." That was from Rei.
"Oh, no need to apologize, really." Once again, Darien has lost his comfortable observer's position.
Through the whole conversation Serena just sat there and watched everybody without even considering to take part in that situation. Normally, she would be the first to jump in, but not tonight. Tonight every part of her body felt heavy. Her mouth couldn't form a word, and her brain couldn't think. All her senses were directed toward the strange newcomer . He made her lose control over herself and she didn't like that, she didn't like that at all.
"Malachite, you can NOT be serious." Setsuna was obviously frustrated and angry at her childhood friend. "You want me to invite a complete stranger to LIVE with us, are you outta your mind?"
"No, I'm not. Setsuna, I want you to offer him a place to live, and for once I would want you to do something for me without questioning my mental state." Said malachite, his voice as neutral as ever.
"And what makes you think he even needs a place to stay?" she questioned, her anger and frustration turning into uncertainty.
"Let's just say the stars told me." He said, a vague smile gracing his features.
"Stars?? Oh god, let me guess, Nyflite, right???" that was more of a statement from Setsuna than a question, if it was related to stars, she knew Nyflite is involved.
"As quick witted as ever, my dear Setsuna." He said, his vague smile getting bigger.
Later, when Setsuna asked Darien about what he's doing in their small town, he told her that he was here to write his new book, and that he's looking for a place to stay.
"Ah, looking for a place to stay? that's wonderful." Said Setsuna, acting to be happy. "Our guest house is happened to be for rent, if you're interested." She finished hoping, wishing, praying that he'll refuse.
"You're right, Setsuna, that is wonderful. I would love to rent the guesthouse. I'm sure I will not find a better place to stay." He said, ceasing the chance. The gods must really like him to give him a chance to stay here, with his rain angel. And with his answer, all of Setsuna's hopes, wishes, shattered into nothingness.
And that's where it all began, the story of a mortal inside a house of magic, a story of a mortal and a witch.
---------------------------------------------- Hiya^.^ I know I know, I took forever to get this chapter out. SORRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYY
Gomen-nasai minna-chan. But blame evil exams. Hey, at least I'm back, right???^.~
Hope you like this chapter, next chapter is where the real story begins *evil grin* Please tell me what you think, pleasssssssssssssssssssssssssssssse???
Chapter:4
By: Silver Bunny
E-mail: moonsilverbunny@hotmail.com
Disclaimers: still don't own anything -__-;;;;;;;
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Time stood still, and all what Darien could acknowledge was his rain angel. When he first saw her dancing in the rain he thought that he'd never see an equally beautiful scene ever in his life. But his angel proved him wrong, she stood there with such beauty that made him hold his breath in astonishment. Her blonde hair was held in a strange hairstyle. Two ponytails flew on each side of her head, each one of them began with a neatly done bun before flowing at each side of her form, and stretching to her ankles with ease, indicating the true length of her hair. Her enchanting blue eyes looked at him with an expression he couldn't read for he was lost in their marvel. Her delicately curved lips parted slightly at his site, and her foot took an unconscious step backward.
A strong hand squeezed Darien's shoulder with gentle strength forcing his eyes away from the hypnotizing eyes of his angel, and urging his bewitched mind back to reality. He slowly turned his head toward the irritating interruption that pulled him away from the blissful site of his angel, only to be met with Malachite smoky grey eyes. Weren't his eyes blue when he first met him?- the thought crossed Darien's mind before it immediately disappeared.
"Our hostess just asked you a question, Darien." Came Malachite's calm, neutral voice.
"Oh? Umm, sorry, I wasn't paying attention. I." Darien didn't even bother to complete his sentence, instead he let it hang, and his eyes tried to meet his enchantress eyes once more. But instead of meeting her eyes, he met another pair of eyes. Setsuna stood right in front of him, her tall figure hiding the petite figure of his angel, her eyes narrowed with danger, and her posture tensed in a protective stance.
"How did you know her name?" She asked her question again with a freezing voice. This time Darien heard her question clearly, but for some reason he didn't want to answer. He wanted his encounter with his rain dancer to be a private memory between him and her.
"Puu." Came the sweet, hesitant whisper.
A Delicate, soft hand appeared from behind the protective figure of Setsuna and held the older woman's hand gently. Serena's head peaked from behind Setsuna's shielding body.
"I met Darien in the garden earlier. Is he.?" Her mouth refused to form the rest of the question. Her heart tightened in pain and fear. Fear of the answer, fear of the inevitable .
"No little one. I hold that privilege." Malachite's still neutral but markedly warm voice answered her uncompleted question. The question that none understood yet.
"I can feel the strong bond between you and Mina, and I hope you and I will form a bond with matching strength, future little sister." He finished coming toward her and taking her hand in his.
"Oh. ummm nice to meet you." She said, blushing fiercely.
Serena couldn't understand it but when Malachite answered her unspoken question, her heart sang in delight and her cheeks flushed with heat. Darien wasn't Mina's fiancé, Darien wasn't Mina's destined one. How that statement made her feel at ease. She didn't know why it felt like that but at that point she didn't seem to care.
"Rina."
Serena turned her eyes toward her sister, who was as equally flushed as her at that moment.
"You should have been here earlier, you're late." She said, trying not to sound angry at her little sister.
"I'm sorry, I didn't notice the time." Apologized the younger sister, her face even more red. And her whole being trying as hard as possible to avoid the strong pressure of Darien's fixed gaze on the back of her head.
"Serena, you never notice the time." Came Rie's humorous voice.
"Oh really? we have something in common already." Said Malachite, giving Serena an even warmer smile, and then taking Mina's hand in his. " I think we'll all get along just fine." He said with a reassuring voice, putting Mina's tensed muscles to an ease.
"Yeah, maybe we will." Said Setsuna, her eyes narrowing at the oblivious Darien.
"That's great, but before you all get warm and friendly with each other, would you at least spare a minute to introduce me to those two fine gentlemen?" Hotaru obviously hated to be forgotten, or was she trying to lighten the mood? If there's anyone who noticed how Setsuna is looking at that poor mortal, it is -without doubt- Hotaru.
******************** "I never had a better meal in my life. You'll make a great chef, Lita." Said Darien, putting his empty tee cup on the table.
The evening went as good as can be expected. After introducing Hotaru, they all sat down and small conversations took place. Darien, of course, couldn't keep his eyes off Serena. Setsuna couldn't keep her anger hidden from her cousins who knew her too well. Malachite and Mina engaged in their own private take. Ami never left Darien's side and kept taking to him about his writings. Lita, Rei, and Micharu went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Hotaru stayed by Setsuna, obviously keeping her away from their mortal guest. Haruka was having a light conversation with Serena, who was obviously trying her best to keep her distance from Darien. At dinner time, everything went as it did before dinner with Serena trying her best to avoid Darien and Setsuna hating the mortal even more. And Darien, still mesmerized by his angel, still not noticing Setsuna's intense looks towards him . Luckily for the dazed writer, dinner went without any serious complications. After dinner, the still neutral looking Malachite took Setsuna to another room for a private talk, leaving the unexpected guest with the rest of the ladies.
"You think so, Darien?" Lita always loved to be complimented, she especially loved to be complimented for her cooking skills.
"I know so. I may not be a food critique but I know excellent food when I try some." He answered, smiling kindly at the very much flattered brunette.
"Yeah, when it comes to cooking, Lita is the best there is." Said Haruka, taking part of the conversation.
"I think you should open your own restaurant, Lita. Your food is THAT good." Added Darien.
"Lita? Resturant? No way, she's way too moody for that."
"Hey, watch your mouth Rei. I don't wanna fight, not tonight." Lita gave her cousin a warning look, a fight with Rei almost always ends with them both using magic, and she wont have that in front of their mortal guest.
"I'm only saying the truth." Rei obviously overlooked the warning look.
"I agree with Rei. Lita is too moody to open a restaurant." Agreed Mina. "She only cooks when she wants to and what she wants to, she'll never cook what people tell her to cook, and that's never good in a restaurant.".
"I see, you're saying that I'm not dependable enough to open my own restaurant, is that it." Lita's anger was building fast. She may not be the fire witch in the family, but her anger build's as fast.
"Well you have got to admit it, Lita. You should recognize your own flaws." Rei was walking down a dangerous road and she knew it, but she couldn't help herself. Her mouth just keeps on going against her will.
"FLAWS? MY FLAWS. What about YOUR flaws you good for nothing, fire breath."
"Who you callin a good for nothing fire breath, you neat freak."
"You two, ENOUGH. " The quiet Hotaru finally spoke, her strong aura dominating the room.
Darien, going back to his observer position, looked at the whole situation without a word. Those girls are very close, he thought before focusing his gaze at Hotaru. He looked at the petite girl very intently. Straight, pitch black hair that barely reached her shoulders. Pale, delicate skin, with clearly seen blue veins running underneath. Black, plain dress that covered most of her body. She's trying TOO hard to look older and more mysterious than she really is- thought Darien. She is very much respected among the others, maybe she is older than she looks.
"You two better behave in front of our guest." Micharu's tranquil voice cut through the air like a light and fresh breeze.
"You're right Micharu. Sorry Darien." Apologized Lita.
"Yeah, I'm sorry too." That was from Rei.
"Oh, no need to apologize, really." Once again, Darien has lost his comfortable observer's position.
Through the whole conversation Serena just sat there and watched everybody without even considering to take part in that situation. Normally, she would be the first to jump in, but not tonight. Tonight every part of her body felt heavy. Her mouth couldn't form a word, and her brain couldn't think. All her senses were directed toward the strange newcomer . He made her lose control over herself and she didn't like that, she didn't like that at all.
"Malachite, you can NOT be serious." Setsuna was obviously frustrated and angry at her childhood friend. "You want me to invite a complete stranger to LIVE with us, are you outta your mind?"
"No, I'm not. Setsuna, I want you to offer him a place to live, and for once I would want you to do something for me without questioning my mental state." Said malachite, his voice as neutral as ever.
"And what makes you think he even needs a place to stay?" she questioned, her anger and frustration turning into uncertainty.
"Let's just say the stars told me." He said, a vague smile gracing his features.
"Stars?? Oh god, let me guess, Nyflite, right???" that was more of a statement from Setsuna than a question, if it was related to stars, she knew Nyflite is involved.
"As quick witted as ever, my dear Setsuna." He said, his vague smile getting bigger.
Later, when Setsuna asked Darien about what he's doing in their small town, he told her that he was here to write his new book, and that he's looking for a place to stay.
"Ah, looking for a place to stay? that's wonderful." Said Setsuna, acting to be happy. "Our guest house is happened to be for rent, if you're interested." She finished hoping, wishing, praying that he'll refuse.
"You're right, Setsuna, that is wonderful. I would love to rent the guesthouse. I'm sure I will not find a better place to stay." He said, ceasing the chance. The gods must really like him to give him a chance to stay here, with his rain angel. And with his answer, all of Setsuna's hopes, wishes, shattered into nothingness.
And that's where it all began, the story of a mortal inside a house of magic, a story of a mortal and a witch.
---------------------------------------------- Hiya^.^ I know I know, I took forever to get this chapter out. SORRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYY
Gomen-nasai minna-chan. But blame evil exams. Hey, at least I'm back, right???^.~
Hope you like this chapter, next chapter is where the real story begins *evil grin* Please tell me what you think, pleasssssssssssssssssssssssssssssse???
