Title: "Say 'I love You'"
Author: Usagi San
Email: chiba_serena@hotmail.com
Rating: PG13
AN: Hello! I know it's a long time since I last wrote and
I really would like to apologize. I was sick for a long
time and that delayed the appearance of this chapter on
the net. Also, the review alert at fanfiction.net seemed
to have stopped working. I didn't get any email saying
that someone reviewed this story at fanfiction.net and
so I was kind of depressed cuz I thought people weren't
reading my fics anymore. But one day I decided to read
my own fics again and saw that some people did review
me. So then I started this chapter. Please, review me or
email me! It tells me that people are indeed reading my
fics and that makes me want to write more. Well, I'll
just stop blabbing so that you can read the chapter!
Chapter 2
Serena forced herself to breath. He looked just like
he did when she'd last saw him. From the day he stood
aside and let her go with Neal Netherland, she had
lost all contact with him. It had been two years, and
she could remember that day like it was yesterday.
Two years ago.
The day that turned her world upside down. She'd lost
Darien, the most important person in her life, and
hooked up with Neal. And that night. How horrible.
Memories swamped and played in front of Serena's mind.
Suddenly, she was taken back to that night when she'd
told Neal that she didn't love him. She watched, helpless,
as the monstrous night unfolded in front of her eyes
again. That night, she had almost...
Stop it! she told herself harshly, mentally shaking
her head. Stop living in the past. Forget the past.
"Miss Lampert," Darien nodded towards Serena. She
seemed preoccupied, and he took the moment to study
her. She was simply exquisite. Womanhood treated
her well, turning her into a graceful, beautiful
young woman with perfect...everything.
"Mr. Westly." Serena nodded curtly. "How...nice to
see you again."
Darien smirked. He could see that Serena was obviously
uncomfortable around him. Maybe, just maybe, Serena
might still be at least a little attracted to him.
Well, he'll just have to wait and see.
"You two know each other?" Mr. Hershal beamed,
pleased. "Well then, I'll just leave you young people
to discuss what needs to be done and what-nots."
He stood up, walked towards the door, and stopped.
Turned.
"Miss Lampert," he said slowly, eyes focused on
the distraught girl. "Remember our conversation.
I trust that you will think. And think hard about
what I've said." And with that, he walked out.
As soon as Mr. Hershal closed the door behind him,
Darien sank into the chair and
loosened the tie knotted around his neck. He
casually balanced his right ankle on
his left knee, appearing to look like a man
with ease and confidence. He looked
at Serena expectantly.
Serena glanced at Darien. "I guess I'm going to be your
Consultant for the next few days."
"Weeks."
Preplexed, "Excuse me?"
That darn smirk appeared again. "I think I'll need
About a few weeks of your time, Miss Lampert. I hope
That won't inconvenient you in any way?"
Serena seethed. He knew she couldn't refuse. Not with
her job on the line. He was deliberately trapping her
into a corner. Managing to shake her head, she sat
down and prepared to get to work.
_______________________
A disgruntled Serena opened the door to her small
apartment and wearily took off her high heels. The
day had not gone well: meeting Darien, spilling
coffee, getting prank calls, and then having to
work overtime. What else could possibly go wrong?
As though someone read her mind, the phone rang.
Groaning, Serena walked over and picked up the
portable phone in her living room beside the sofa.
Mumbling a hello, she reached up to push her hair
out of her face.
"Serena, it's me, Darien."
Pausing her hand in midair, Serena drew a shaky
breath.
"How did you get my home phone number?" It wasn't
listed on the local directory
"Nothing's hard when you have money and connections."
"What do you want?"
"I thought we could go to dinner and then to my
place to discuss the plans."
"I can't." Serena sank down into the sofa and closed
her aching eyes. Her day was about to get worse.
"We have to discuss the food supplies for the animals
and how much you're going to charge me
sooner or later. I would like to do that tomorrow."
"You sure get right to it."
"I don't believe in wasting time," he said simply.
Serena was beginning to panic. A dinner with Darien
was dangerous, something she should avoid at all
costs. But a little corner of her mind thrilled at
the idea of spending time, alone, with Darien.
"Alright, I'll go."
__________________________________
"Thanks for coming," Darien spoke when Serena sat
down on the chair across from him. She looked
fantastic, as always. In a simple blue dress
that brought out the color of her eyes, she looked
like a model. Everything, from the heart-shaped
pin holding her hair at the top of her head down
to the high-heeled sandal, fitted her, giving
her an air of elegance. He was afraid that she
wasn't going to show. After all, they hadn't exactly
parted on good terms so long ago.
"You're welcome." Serena looked across to the
handsome man in a crisp white shirt and tie. He
fit in this elegant restaurant, relaxed and confident.
As always, she felt small and fragile in his presence.
Taking the napkin and placing it delicately on
her lap, Serena sat up straight and stared at the
man sitting across from her. She hoped this evening
would end happily. Ignoring the sense of unease,
she prepared to live through the evening with
the man she thought she despises.
___________________________________
"I can't believe you did that!" Serena laughed
as Darien described in a comical voice about
what he did to one of his business rivals.
"Well, what would you do if your rival not only
steals your workers, but rubs it in your face
by sending you a card?" Darien asked with a challenging
smile on his face.
"Anything is better than sending him another card
calling him...all those bad names!"
As Darien gave a reply, Serena stole a look at her
watch and saw to her surprise that it was already
8:00pm. Two whole hours with Darien, and she actually
enjoyed it! Well, she reflected, he always was a
charmer and I guess he'll never change in that way.
Darien had spent the entire time telling her funny
stories about how he became the president of his
company. Serena had relaxed instantly, unable
to not enjoy Darien's company.
Smiling, Serena opened her mouth to say something
when she saw that Darien had focused on a spot
above her head and that his eyes grew cold and his
smile dropped. Wondering what was wrong, she turned
around to see what held Darien's attention.
It was Zandus.
End of chapter 2
Ok this chapter done, I have to start on the next
one. Please readers, email and review me!!! I
live on those! The more emails and reviews I
see, the faster I'll write. It's totally true.
Thanks for reading, and see you next time!
-Usagi San
Author: Usagi San
Email: chiba_serena@hotmail.com
Rating: PG13
AN: Hello! I know it's a long time since I last wrote and
I really would like to apologize. I was sick for a long
time and that delayed the appearance of this chapter on
the net. Also, the review alert at fanfiction.net seemed
to have stopped working. I didn't get any email saying
that someone reviewed this story at fanfiction.net and
so I was kind of depressed cuz I thought people weren't
reading my fics anymore. But one day I decided to read
my own fics again and saw that some people did review
me. So then I started this chapter. Please, review me or
email me! It tells me that people are indeed reading my
fics and that makes me want to write more. Well, I'll
just stop blabbing so that you can read the chapter!
Chapter 2
Serena forced herself to breath. He looked just like
he did when she'd last saw him. From the day he stood
aside and let her go with Neal Netherland, she had
lost all contact with him. It had been two years, and
she could remember that day like it was yesterday.
Two years ago.
The day that turned her world upside down. She'd lost
Darien, the most important person in her life, and
hooked up with Neal. And that night. How horrible.
Memories swamped and played in front of Serena's mind.
Suddenly, she was taken back to that night when she'd
told Neal that she didn't love him. She watched, helpless,
as the monstrous night unfolded in front of her eyes
again. That night, she had almost...
Stop it! she told herself harshly, mentally shaking
her head. Stop living in the past. Forget the past.
"Miss Lampert," Darien nodded towards Serena. She
seemed preoccupied, and he took the moment to study
her. She was simply exquisite. Womanhood treated
her well, turning her into a graceful, beautiful
young woman with perfect...everything.
"Mr. Westly." Serena nodded curtly. "How...nice to
see you again."
Darien smirked. He could see that Serena was obviously
uncomfortable around him. Maybe, just maybe, Serena
might still be at least a little attracted to him.
Well, he'll just have to wait and see.
"You two know each other?" Mr. Hershal beamed,
pleased. "Well then, I'll just leave you young people
to discuss what needs to be done and what-nots."
He stood up, walked towards the door, and stopped.
Turned.
"Miss Lampert," he said slowly, eyes focused on
the distraught girl. "Remember our conversation.
I trust that you will think. And think hard about
what I've said." And with that, he walked out.
As soon as Mr. Hershal closed the door behind him,
Darien sank into the chair and
loosened the tie knotted around his neck. He
casually balanced his right ankle on
his left knee, appearing to look like a man
with ease and confidence. He looked
at Serena expectantly.
Serena glanced at Darien. "I guess I'm going to be your
Consultant for the next few days."
"Weeks."
Preplexed, "Excuse me?"
That darn smirk appeared again. "I think I'll need
About a few weeks of your time, Miss Lampert. I hope
That won't inconvenient you in any way?"
Serena seethed. He knew she couldn't refuse. Not with
her job on the line. He was deliberately trapping her
into a corner. Managing to shake her head, she sat
down and prepared to get to work.
_______________________
A disgruntled Serena opened the door to her small
apartment and wearily took off her high heels. The
day had not gone well: meeting Darien, spilling
coffee, getting prank calls, and then having to
work overtime. What else could possibly go wrong?
As though someone read her mind, the phone rang.
Groaning, Serena walked over and picked up the
portable phone in her living room beside the sofa.
Mumbling a hello, she reached up to push her hair
out of her face.
"Serena, it's me, Darien."
Pausing her hand in midair, Serena drew a shaky
breath.
"How did you get my home phone number?" It wasn't
listed on the local directory
"Nothing's hard when you have money and connections."
"What do you want?"
"I thought we could go to dinner and then to my
place to discuss the plans."
"I can't." Serena sank down into the sofa and closed
her aching eyes. Her day was about to get worse.
"We have to discuss the food supplies for the animals
and how much you're going to charge me
sooner or later. I would like to do that tomorrow."
"You sure get right to it."
"I don't believe in wasting time," he said simply.
Serena was beginning to panic. A dinner with Darien
was dangerous, something she should avoid at all
costs. But a little corner of her mind thrilled at
the idea of spending time, alone, with Darien.
"Alright, I'll go."
__________________________________
"Thanks for coming," Darien spoke when Serena sat
down on the chair across from him. She looked
fantastic, as always. In a simple blue dress
that brought out the color of her eyes, she looked
like a model. Everything, from the heart-shaped
pin holding her hair at the top of her head down
to the high-heeled sandal, fitted her, giving
her an air of elegance. He was afraid that she
wasn't going to show. After all, they hadn't exactly
parted on good terms so long ago.
"You're welcome." Serena looked across to the
handsome man in a crisp white shirt and tie. He
fit in this elegant restaurant, relaxed and confident.
As always, she felt small and fragile in his presence.
Taking the napkin and placing it delicately on
her lap, Serena sat up straight and stared at the
man sitting across from her. She hoped this evening
would end happily. Ignoring the sense of unease,
she prepared to live through the evening with
the man she thought she despises.
___________________________________
"I can't believe you did that!" Serena laughed
as Darien described in a comical voice about
what he did to one of his business rivals.
"Well, what would you do if your rival not only
steals your workers, but rubs it in your face
by sending you a card?" Darien asked with a challenging
smile on his face.
"Anything is better than sending him another card
calling him...all those bad names!"
As Darien gave a reply, Serena stole a look at her
watch and saw to her surprise that it was already
8:00pm. Two whole hours with Darien, and she actually
enjoyed it! Well, she reflected, he always was a
charmer and I guess he'll never change in that way.
Darien had spent the entire time telling her funny
stories about how he became the president of his
company. Serena had relaxed instantly, unable
to not enjoy Darien's company.
Smiling, Serena opened her mouth to say something
when she saw that Darien had focused on a spot
above her head and that his eyes grew cold and his
smile dropped. Wondering what was wrong, she turned
around to see what held Darien's attention.
It was Zandus.
End of chapter 2
Ok this chapter done, I have to start on the next
one. Please readers, email and review me!!! I
live on those! The more emails and reviews I
see, the faster I'll write. It's totally true.
Thanks for reading, and see you next time!
-Usagi San
