This chapter is a little more towards PG-15ish… just no-one kill me for that little bit of intimacy *cowers*

Part III

I lifted the mug to my lips, and took a sip of tea, the warm liquid warming my body, even as my heart chilled at the conclusion I had drawn. My eyes drifted across the room to where he was relaxing, he seemed so far away from me, as he stared into the flames, and suddenly I wondered just what it was that was going through his head. I mean, all of this had to have had a reason; why else would I be chosen to kill the very vampire that had spared my life all those years ago, but then again, he was also the son of the vampire who's death had taken first my grandfather and then my father from me in a play for revenge, and power in the underworld. Yet, as I looked Darien, I felt no desire for revenge, as he too had lost someone in this cold-hearted game.

"What are you thinking about?" I whispered, not wanting to break the peaceful silence. He turned to face me in one smooth graceful movement, his twin orbs pinning me in place with their unguarded gaze.

I gulped reading the emotions there, the longing, desire, lust, and love, I opened my mouth as if to speak, but no words came out, so I simply sat, looking back, hoping, and praying that he would understand.

Time passed, thirty seconds, a minute, it didn't really matter, we spoke with-out words, each of us, seeming to say that the past was the past, and that for the moment we were going to forget all about it.

 I think I smiled then, but I couldn't be sure, as his lips were upon me, overwhelming in their softness, gentle against mine at first, and then slowly the kisses became deeper as our longing over came us. I slipped an arm up and around him, my fingers entangling within the silken locks of his ebony hair, even as the other hand slipped up between us to undo the buttons of his shirt, causing it to fall open. I felt his lips lift upwards in a smile, as I pulled the fabric from about his torso, pushing it away and over his shoulders to fall loosely about his elbows. His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, my shoulders, arms, tangling in my hair, caressing, and teasing as he toyed with me. All coherent thought soon fled from my mind, as he sent my body into sensory overload. His warm tongue tracing down my torso, over my breasts before lapping at the pulse which beat in my neck, and then I was gone. His mouth upon my neck, fangs embedded in the vein slowly sucking my life's energy from my body and into his own, even as his hips rocked against me.  I was gasping for air, clinging to him like a drowning sailor clings to a life line,  at the exquisite mixture of pain and pleasure, my nails digging into the smooth muscles of his back. I thought my heart would burst as a feeling like nothing I'd ever felt washed over me the feeling of being needed.

 Suddenly nothing else mattered to me, not the dagger, not the chief; I no longer cared about the consequences, I just new that I could no more do anything to harm him, than he could do to harm me.

"God, what have you done to me" I whispered softly when the ability of speech was returned to me as I lay cradled within the folds of his strong arms.

"Nothing you didn't want me to" he replied, his soft voice nearly reverent as he carried on, "you know... if you were to kill me now, I'd die happy."

I sighed, tilting my head up so that I could look into his eyes, "I don't think I could… "

I watched him smile his dangerously sexy smile,

"My father always dreamed about vampires and humans living together you know" I just stared at him in shock, and then questioned 

"Was he really in love with a human woman?"

"Yea… he was, and she was in love with him. It was funny you know, he'd found out that we could do a life energy sharing thing, when we ended up falling in love with, and having our love returned by a human." He paused to laugh dryly, "he thought it could remove the dark stain in our souls, the blood sharing and all. Thought that the human blood would burn it right out."

"Did it? I asked him"

"I don't know, I just feel happy, lighter hearted some how. Then again, it could just be because you care"

Darien!" I exclaimed glaring at him, "I might just kill you after all… "

He laughed, "Well… as long as you don't die, I'm all right. That's what happened to my dad you know. She ended up dying, and he just grew weaker and weaker."

I shuddered in his arms, feeling my heart warm as he pulled me closer.

Sadly, ours was seen as a cursed love, and I secretly knew that it could not last; the Master on surveillance of my mission wouldn't indulge me forever. I knew that my time of happiness was going to be short, yet if I had known that my happiness would end within the next fifteen minuets I think I would have made them more interesting. Sadly, I didn't know, and so we had both decided to go to the kitchen to get me something to eat.

We were standing at the counter, I was watching as he chopped lettuce for a salad, my senses on alert, eyes peeled for any signs of trouble.

I was laughing at a joke, when suddenly I spotted a flash of silver outside the window, and threw myself in front of Darien, pulling us both down behind the counter top.

The bullets struck, the pots above our heads, causing a clinging sound to resonate through out the room.

"What the heck was that?" Darien demanded staring wide-eyed at me.

"My babysitter" I commented dryly, eyes scanning the kitchen, alighting upon the katana which hung dangerously upon the opposite wall.

"Stay here" I stated, crawling across the floor to retrieve it before I melted into the shadows.

The night seemed peaceful, but I wasn't fooled as I knew that he was still out there, waiting.

Time stretched on, and then the sound of the glass door sliding in its track broke through the silence. I leaped, katana upraised, and swung downwards in a deadly stroke.

The stoke was clean, metal slipping through flesh much easier than I ever expected, blood spurting from the wound to spread out upon the wooden floor forming a dark crimson pool.

"Serena?" Darien's voice came from where he was hiding behind the counter

"Yea, I'm all right" I replied, turning to face him as he stood, watching an uneasy smile blossom on his face.

I walked towards him then, Katana slipping from my hands, as I reached out to embrace him, his arms slipping about my waist to draw me closer. 

"Thank god" I murmured into his chest, as his hand came up to stroke my head, his warm breath in my ear, as he murmured sweet nothings, sending shivers down my spine. 

We stood there, oblivious to the outside world. I was at peace, foolishly thinking  that everything was going to be all right and then a white hot agony seared through my body, as  Darien's terrified shout resounded through out the kitchen,

"SERENA!!"

I knew I was falling, but I was powerless to stop myself, my eyes wide in shock as I waited for an impact with the floor that never came. Instead I was supported by Darien's arms, slowly lowered until I was lying with my head in his lap.  I couldn't feel my body, couldn't move at all. My knowledge of the world gone limited to the searing pain which burned through my body, and the persistent voice calling my name,

"Serena? Serena?"

"Yea…" I somehow replied, somehow focusing my eyes to look up at those sapphire pools that I had come to love so much. I felt a peace settle over me, he was still all right, and then I watched as his eyes widened in shock, his hand moving to rest above his heart, as when he had drunk of my mortal blood, he had bound his life to mine. I stared up helpless, as he mouthed the words "I love you" while giving my hand one last squeeze.

I panicked, as blood flowed from his chest to splatter upon my brow. Silent tears streamed from my cheeks as the realization that he was gone sunk in as he thudded against the cupboards. My heart sank within my breast, I was dying.

My body burned, a pain originating not from the bullets logged in my stomach and chest, but from the searing heat of Darien's blood burning in my veins, killing me from the inside out.

I lay there, with my life flashing before my eyes, until I reached this moment when I have no more memories, and instead only the final moments of my life stretching out ahead of me.

 Who would have guessed that I was to die by the hands of the very man who saved me, as the chief walked into my line of site, his words, the last ones ever to enter through my fading sense, 

"Well Serena, you fractionized with the enemy. And look where it got you." 

I sighed mentally, no longer caring, and reached out to death.

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Uh… I hope I didn't scar anyone in that one area… *runs away*

Newayz! Hope you liked my little one-shot (if u did a review would be nice) that inspired the long fic. *shrugs* I know its not exactly sailor moonish  but oh well..

~Galene