How To Catch a Guy
Serena Style
By: Cappuchino_Princezz on AI, Lady of Silver (ExpressoHyper
on ff.net and ExpressoHyper on First Love.
Chapter 2 - Oh How Much It DOESN'T Hurt
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Standard disclaimor applies! I do NOT own Sailor Moon or
the characters in it, but this story most definitely came
from me!!!!
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Alright, so basically I stayed up all night doing my
'homework' and studying. After I ran out of things to study,
I attacked my apartment furiously with a vaccum and a duster.
It was nearly midnight when I finally crawled into bed. I
lived alone, how could you have guessed, and so I didn't have
a reason to wait up for ANYONE. Keeping busy felt like a good
idea at the time, but it's a little exhausting and then late
at night, I can think of only Ryan. It's sad to think that he
played me so bad, and I didn't even know. He must have taken
great satisfaction in doing so. I was startled when the
annoying sound of my doorbell echoed through my apartment.
I had just gotten comfortable, having found my special spot
in the mattress. Of course I changed the sheets. I did one
better. I threw my old ones away. Muttering a few explicit
curses I crawled from my bed and jammed my arms into the
sleeves of my robe. Proceeding my noisey approach to my
door, the doorbell still ringing, I unlocked and swung
open the door. There, in the dim light of the hallway was
Mina. Her hair was wild and tangled and her flushed face was
streaked with tears. I opened the door wordlessly and she
walked in. I didn't bother to ask her what had happend.
I already knew.
Men trouble........
To my suprize, it was 12:30 in the morning on Saturday.
MY quizes and tests wouldn't be till Monday. Silly me. heh heh
::sweat drops::
I guided her to the couch and then went to grab a carton
of ben and jerry's from my freezer, swiping two spoons from their
drawer on the way back. It would take some force, but I knew it
would help Mina in the long run. My friends told me all their
problems, even Amy, and I listened, trying to give good advice
where I saw fit. This time...I could only tell her to kick him
to the curb and move on. I was still bitter about Ryan.....yes,
I admit it....but I couldn't just FORGET that awesome passion
filled Thursday night. The morning sun found us sprawled on the
couch with an empty, spotless, carton of ben and jerry's on the
floor. I scrubbed my face with my fists and opened my eyes. Too
bad I was in view of the direct sunlight. Stupid sun, stupid
window, stupid Ryan! My phone's ring made Mina wake up and caused
me to fall off my couch, landing with an unpleasant thud on the
floor. Pulling my body towards the phone base I managed to ease
the phone to the floor and sighed into the phone.
"Hello?"
"Serena, this is Mike. Is Mina there?" My eyes swung to Mina
and she shook her head. I glanced at the clock and groaned when it
showed that the time was clearly 6:27 A.M.
"Mike, I love you like a brother and all, but do you know
that it's six twenty-seven in the morning? Even if Mina WAS here,
I certainly wouldn't get my ass out of my bed to bring her the
phone. Good morning and goodnight." with that, I pressed the 'off'
button and tossed the phone to Mina. She caught it with ease
and looked up and my quizically. I simply stood up and shrugged.
"Call Andrew to come get you. Go home, take a shower, and then
go to work. The best thing you can do is avoid him and pray he's
not a stalker." With that much information given I hugged her
and then locked myself in the bathroom to take a shower. I wanted
to go for a walk and think about a few things. Mina was still
here when I emerged from my steamy bathroom. I got dressed
hurriedly and joined her on the couch.
"I called Andrew a few minutes ago. He said to give him
a few minutes and he'd-" she was interrupted by the doorbell.
I'd begun to seriously consider ripping the damned thing out
of my wall and screaming like a banshee when anyone dare press
the button. The thought sounded very appealing right now.
I sighed and padded over to the door before swinging it
open abruptly. Instead of Andrew, whom I expected to find, Ryan
was standing there. I simply stared at him.
"Serena, please listen. I-" 'WHAM' He stumbled back and I
followed him into the hall. I was wearing a lavender knee-length
loose skirt and a white blouse, the sleeves rolled up to my elbows.
The blouse was open and tied at the ends. I had a soft pink tank
top under it and my feet were encased in a pair of simple lavender
flats. My getup, however, did not effect my urge to punch his
lights out and leave him unconcious in the hallway.
"What are you doing here?" I managed to control my voice and
composed myself. I was calm, cool, and collected, leaning against
the doorframe.
"I came to talk things out. I figured you might be getting ready
to go to work, so I thought this was a good time to drop by."
"There will never be a good time. I'm sorry Ryan, but I just
don't think you're my type sweetie. Move on." with that, I slammed
the door closed. He pounded on the door for a few minutes and I
waited until he left to step away from my position behind it.
"Serena, what happend between you two?" The doorbell
rang once more just as I was about to open my mouth and explain.
Saved by that stupid doorbell. Ohwell, it was fun plotting its
demise. With a shrug I open the door once more and am staring at
Andrew. He looks sorry and I am so close to forgiving him for the
things he said at the arcade. He was right, afterall.
"I'm sorry about the things I said, Sere. I didn't mean-"
"You're hear for Mina, right? She's right here." I hold
open my apartment door and grab my coat and purse from the closet
beside the entry door. Brushing past him I stop once I'm out in the
hallway. "You'll lock up, won't you?" I ask and don't bother to wait
for the answer.
Stepping out into the fresh morning air I check my watch.
With a sigh I take a route that will lead me to the park. I feel
like a stroll, even if it is 7 in the morning. Surprisingly, not
very many people are up and crouding the sidewalks as they are
when I'm struggling to get through them in the morning.
This place always calms me, but I'm sure you have no idea
where it is that I'm talking about, so I'll explain. It's the pond
in the park where stepping stones/pedestals require you to jump from
each one and reach the most beautiful gazebo I've ever had the
pleasure of being in. It's white pillars and beautifully crafted
top allow sunlight to filter through small cracks and speckle the
floor and bath you in the soft rayes of it's honeyed warmth.
I'm starting to sound like a dedicated romance novel reader,
but I am not. Poetically inclined is all that I can admit to.
My peacefullness is shattered when I see a person coming my way.
I almost fall from my place on the side of the gazebo and land
in the cold waters if it wasn't for having a strong hold on the
pillar. Darien was the person. He seemed lost in his thoughts
and was looking down at the stepping stones so as to not
miss one and plunge into the water I had escaped from falling
into. He seemed to suddenly notice my presence and his foot
slipped from the last stone. On instinct I reaced out and
grabbed onto his jacket, pulling him back up and helping him gain
his footing. He smiled at me thankfully, and I smiled back. My
stomach flipped and I reasoned that I needed to find myself a
cafe to grab a quick snack.
"Morning meatball head." The name was like a bucket of
ice cold water being poured onto me. I glared at him.
"You're lucky I saved your ass." I muttered and then I
remembered what he had called me yesterday. "What, no Sere?" I
pouted playfully and then laughed when he raised an eyebrow.
"I was hoping you hadn't noticed." he shrugged. "But
it was a good way for you to stop yelling." he added and laughed.
I glared but decided that I better change the subject.
"What are you doing here so early?"
"I was about to ask you the same thing." I rolled my eyes.
"That doesn't answer my question."
"I suppose it doesn't." he agreed with a nod to emphasize
it. I supressed a laugh.
"As entertaining as this conversation is, I think I'm going
to get something to eat. I didn't get a chance to before I left."
with that, I proceeded to walk by him. He moved at the last second
and I crashed into him. Taking a step back, I gazed up at him,
confused. He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me back to him
before leaning down to whisper in my ear.
"Mina told Andrew about your visiter this morning. I should
say I'm proud. All that practice on me." I shivered as his breath
tickled my ear. I had opted to pull my hair into a simple high
ponytail and leave a few sections to hang down and frame my face.
They were stirred from their resting place behind my ear, and he
brought his hand up to gently tuck them back into place. I only
tunred my head slightly and looked up at him.
"It hurts." I admitted, breaking down. His other arm came
around me and I was comfortably held in his warm embrace.
"I know." he whispered softly and rocked me. I pulled away
slightly and wrapped my arms around his neck before moving back to
where I was. We stayed there for a long time, I'm not sure how long
really, but I didn't care. I had been, unknowingly, lost at sea,
drifting and he was my lifeboat. When I finally pulled away he
smiled encouragingly before wiping a stray tear from my face.
I hadn't even realized that I was crying. "What do you say we
go and grab some food? I have the day off. If you'd like, I'd
even take you on a motorcycle ride through the country. That
always helps me." he spoke to me softly and I found myself
nodding, not entirely unwilling either.
"I'd love to." came my reply. I was surprised by the
steadiness in my voice. He led me to a small quiet diner where
he claimed they served the best pancakes. Of course I had to
prove him wrong. Unfortunately, I couldn't and ended up ordering
another serving. We sat in a cozy booth and talked till about
noon, when he offered to give me a ride on his motorcycle. I
loved motorcycles but I felt a little uneasy on them. He
finally convinced me and we walked back to his apartment
garage to get it.
The cool wind was refreshing as it brushed against my face
and lifted my hair. I unknowingly was smiling and I found this
out when I had glanced at the little mirror. The country had
never appeared so beautiful. Maybe it was my company, or the
way the sun kissed the ground when the fluffy clouds that
dotted the sky weren't covering it. I slowly decended from
my own cloud as Darien pulled over to the side of the road.
We were next to a small lake. Since I had been wearing a
skirt, I had opted to ride sitting sideways and Darien
kindly helped me off the motorcycle. He wordlessly pulled
me along, closer to the lake, and for a minute I thought
he might throw me in. Instead, I found a small cement
slab where we could sit upon and look out onto the lake.
He sat down first and then pulled me down to his side
when I hadn't moved.
"It's beautiful." I said in an awed whisper as the
sun caught the water. And that was simply all that I could
possibly say. The glittering water was very inviting. I
crawled over to it and dipped my hand in. It was warm,
perfect for swimming. I look over to where he sat, only
to find he was watching me intently. His eyebrow raised
when I crawled back over to my seat beside him. "Let's
go for a swim." I suggested as I slipped my feet from
my shoes.
"Uh.. I don't think that would be a good idea,
Serena." he replied. I sensed his uneasiness and peared
at him curiously.
"Oh come on, Darien. It'll be fun! The water's
warm, it's perfect." I made sure to make my eyes plead
with him. I had been told my eyes would be the end of
some men. Of course, that tidbit of information came
from my my boyfriend when we were seniors and he tried
to get me to sleep with him. It didn't work, needless
to say. I knew I had him. Hook line and sinker when I
basically begged. Hey, don't get me wrong. Pouting
has the same effects, but takes a little longer for
it's power to take effect. Anyway, he sighed and
shook his head before pulling off his jacket. I
smiled when I heard him mutter something.
"Yay!" I hurriedly discarded my outfit, all
except for my bra and panties and jumped into the
water. Darien followed me slowly, sporting a lovely
pair of daffey boxers. I couldn't help but giggle.
"What's so funny?" he seemed slightly
embarraced being in a state of undress, infront of
me. But then again, hadn't I always been the prudish
type?
"Love the boxers, Dare. Simply stunning." with
that, I winked and dove under the water, effectively
dogding him as he hurried towards me. I had to resurface
after a matter of seconds, because his boxers were
clearly visible in the crystal clear waters of the
lake, making me laugh and have to come up sputtering
and laughing as I had inhaled water. It was then that
I felt a presence behind me. A warm strong arm wrapped
around my waist, trapping my arms to my sides and I
felt his hard chest against my back.
"I happen to think they are very comfortable."
he whispered in my ear. My breath hitched and then
I began to laugh once more. I felt my body rise in
the water before my laughing ceased and I realized
he was going to dunk me. I struggled to slip my arms
from their spots at my sides and when I finally
succeeded I forced myself to turn in his arms and
snaked my own around his neck tightly. I squinted
my eyes shut and held onto him.
"No don't dunk me! Pretty please!?" I begged.
He stayed motionless and I finally pulled back slightly
to look him in the eyes. He was staring at me, and our
faces were inches away from eachothers. "Darien?" I
slowly whispered his name. His eyes were seemingly
looking straight at me, but my senses told me that
he wasn't even seeing me. It was as if he were in
a trance, reliving some memory. I pulled away and
his arms released their hold and fell limply to his
sides. I slid down his body for he had been holding
me up. My actions seemed to break him from his memory
and he looked down at me. I was gazing concerned back
at him. "Is everything alright?" I asked as I stood
infront of him. The water was lapping at my legs and
a cold breeze swept by, causing me to shiver.
"Yeah, I'm fine." he turned and headed back to
where we had thrown our clothes and in a matter of
minutes he was fully dressed. I followed him and was
done shortly after he was. In silence he got onto the
bike and started it up. I climbed on behind him and
we left. I wondered what had happend back there in
the lake, but I was too confused to ask him. He
obviously hadn't come to terms with something and
I decided he'd need time, even more time if he
planned to relate the story and confide in me
with it. Then it hit me.
Why had I suddenly felt so concerned for him.
I thought I hated him, my tormenter, the despising
jerk king himself, and my comfort. Somehow, even
in the short period of time less than a day, my
feelings for Darien had done a 180. I didn't hate
him, I turned to him for comfort instead of socking
him in the jaw. And then, I realized soemthing. It
was like someone had dropped ice down my shirt while
I was sleeping, or a cold splash of water in my face.
I cared for Darien, more than I had ever done for
Ryan or anyone else. Dare I say I loved him? I was
still in shock when he slowed to a stop infront of
my apartment building. He helped me off and then
drove off, not bothering to look me in the eye as
he said he had a nice time and he'd see me around.
I numbly walked into the building and grabbed my
mail, before mechanically taking the elevator to
my apartment. My door was locked, as I suspected,
and when I shut it behind me, my energy was sucked
from me. The tears broke through my damn and I began
to sob. I leaned against the door for support, but
eventually slid to the floor as my legs weakend.
All the pain and betrayal I had felt before, came
rushing back to me. But, there was something else.
Something else that made my heart constrict and
my eyes shut. The pain of loneliness. I know for
sure that I've always felt something towards Darien,
but I had never cared to identify what the feeling
was. Now I had discovered it was love. It had always
been. Pure undaunted love. Maybe it was the pancakes,
or his warm embrace, or the way his smile made my heart
skip a beat. I swiped at my eyes and began to crawl
down the hallway towards my room. Not daring to trust
my legs I discarded my clothing and slipped into my
bed after pulling on a singlet which had been draped
over my desk chair. Snatching a box of tissues I swiped
at my runny nose and watery eyes until I fell asleep,
in my own tears of pity.
The next day found me sitting in the arcade with yet
another triple scoop hot fudge sundae sitting before me
on the table. It was untouched, but Andrew insisted on
leaving it there, in hopes of stirring my appetite. So
far there was no such luck. I wasn't feeling green,
but at the corner of my eye, I caught a sight of green.
Instinctly I titled my head slightly, so as to go unnoticed,
and found what I had glimpsed at. Darien's hideous green
coat. None of us had seen it in years. He hadn't worn it
since I was a junior in high school, and I'm graduating
at the end this semester, from college, as it was mentioned
in the first part of my lovely life story. Anyway, that color
was forever branded in my mind and has always been labled
"Darien's". And then the reason he wore it was standing right
beside him. That's it. Right next to him. She was everything
I wasn't. Rich, dark, almond hair, bronzed skin from obviously
several hours in photo shoots on the beach, icey blue eyes
ringed with kohl, and a supermodel body that any teenage girl
would kill to have. My full sundae bowl clattered to the floor,
it's contents flowing across the cold tiling as everyone in
the arcade turned their eyes on me. I knew I looked scarey.
My gym shorts were too baggy and rather short for my taste,
but it was laundry day. Now, being very involved in sports,
joining every team I could, I had plenty of work out shirts
and tight madrifs. It just so happend that my favorite madrif
(from my highschool pom squad, matched perfectly with the only
pair of shorts left in my dresser. Now I was putting pretty much
everything I had, completely on display, and only now did I realize
this. I jumped over the mess and apologized quickly to Andrew
before tossing whatever I had in my pocket, and hightailing it out
of the arcade before Darien and his supermodle girlfriend came in.
When I saw them turn the corner, I had just exited through the
sliding glass doors. My legs threatend to give out, but I hanessed
all of my willpower I had, in order to keep from breaking down
and forced myself to run like hell, in the opposite direction.
'Just run it off' my mind ordered my body. I wanted to get as
far away from Darien and leggy as possible. Knowing enough to
let him go and stop mooning over him, I spent the rest of my sunday
studying for my quizes that would , for sure this time, come tomorrow.
My phone rang continueously but it went unanswered everytime. I didn't
feel like talking to anybody and proceeded to ignore it. The pesky
thing DID wake me up at 2 to three in the morning at times. This was
just my revenge on it. (Insert evil laugh here!) I didn't want to get
out of bed in the morning, but I knew I had to, or I'd mess up my
entire life, all that I worked so hard for. I wasn't going to let
them win. I would beat all of them, and by them I meant men in general.
With new determination I sprang from my bed and threw on a pair of
track pants and a baby-tee before rushing off to the bathroom to wash
my teeth. Wadding my hair into a somewhat recognizeable ponytail I
hurriedly snatched my bag and was out the door within 5 minutes.
Something told me that I needed to take the shortcut to school, but
I didn't understand why. Against my will the car took the shortcut
'imagine that....' and well....I had more time to spare when I got on
campus so I made my way over to the vending machines and purchased a
snickers. What life would be like without them, I shudder to think.
And then, as I was leaning against the wall, enjoying heaven that consisted
of peanuts, chewy caramel, with a chocolate coating, someone took a
place beside me. I turned my head to smile them, and my eyes widened
when I recognised the face.
"Seiya!" I cried and launched myself into his arms. He caught me
easily and hugged me tightly to him. "I missed you so much. Why didn't
you come back to visit me like you promised?" In order to see his eyes I
had to look up and lean a little away from him. He was as tall, if not
a little taller than Darien. 'Stupid me! Why did I have to think of him
here? It's Seiya!'
My classes flew by and soon I was strolling down the sidewalk
with Seiya's arm casually draped over my shoulders. Sadly, no feeling
of excitement or jitters consumed me as I stayed at his side. Trying
to hide my perplexed frown, I deliberately avoided looking him in the
eyes. Making sure to force a small fake smile he didn't notice anything
out of the ordinary. And then, a loud beeping noise errupted from his
pocket and he fished out a pager. I looked up at him slightly confused
but hardly caring. And then he made his apologies that seemed long too
familiar. It wasn't like it bothered my hardly any, but then suddenly,
he asked me a question that caught me offguard.
"Have dinner with me tonight, Sere?" He looked so hopeful that
I had a hard time coming up with an answer. And then, from the corner
of my eye, who did I see, but Darien and his supermodel dummy! And then,
I blurted out a yes and hugged him before he began to walk off. "I'll
pick you up at 6, I remember how early you eat!" he called over his
shoulder before disappearing around the corner wall. It was odd how
I had suddenly ran into him and how quickly he disappeared. I found it
didn't bother me as much as it used to. I had dated him awhile back,
when I was in highschool, but we both decided it would never go anywhere,
and we broke it off. Well...okay...'I' decided it wouldn't work, but he
agreed!
'Oh great! He didn't tell me where we were going to eat.' I
thought and turned to chase after him, until my name echoed through my
ears by the one voice that is forever etched in my memory. Deciding
that it wouldn't be very polite to run away and pretend I hadn't heard
him, and with a defeated sigh I turned towards the couple that came
strolling up to me. Such a wonderful looking couple, it almost made me
sick.
"Don't let him get to ya girl!" I could hear Lita's voice
whisper in my ear and I looked behind me to find her smiling
comfortingly at me. With renewed strength I flashed a dazzling
smile that Ryan said could charm the pants off any guy, Darien
and his supermodel bimbo came to a stop.
"Hi. I'm Charlotte." The woman suddenly introduced herself.
"You must be Serena, from what I just heard." She held out her
hand and I clasped it briefly before returning my hand to my side.
"I'd prefer if you called me Serenity. This is my friend Lita."
I pulled Lita forward and watched as Lita seemed to size her up.
"Litania please." Lita nodded curtly before sending me a look
that clearly stated 'I don't like her'.
"Cherry, we should be going. You wouldn't want to be late for the
movie, would you?" Darien questioned after pulling her back to him, away
from the dangerous amazon at my side. Maybe he knew Lita wasn't too fond
of her already, and that Charlotte standing so close to the both of us,
would everntually become a hazard to her health. I smiled coldly,
although it was very unlike me. I didn't understand what was truly
the problem with her. She seemed relatively nice, but I couldn't like
her. I just couldn't.
"You better go home Serena. I think Seiya said he was getting you
at 6, remember? You don't want to be late for that! Free food!" Lita
suddenly blurted and then began to push me down the sidewalk. I didn't
even bother to wave back to Charlotte even though I felt quilty for
us snubbing her like that. After Darien and Charlotte had long since
disappeared from sight, we sighed simultaneously and then stared at each
other for a few moments.
"Why did-" but she interrupted me.
"Oh Sere, that chick is horrible. You'd be sooo much better for
Darien. I don't understand why he can't see that."
"Who is-" once again Lita seemed to read my thoughts and answered
for me.
"Her full name is Charlotte Glenmore. Darien's girlfriend of 5
years is a model. Her hips are too big if you ask me. Prolly had a kid
and put it up for adoption." I heard her mutter the last sentence. And
suddenly, I pictured a tiny little baby boy, with his raven black hair
and her icey blue eyes. His strong jaw line and perfect nose.
'Stop thinking about it!' I yelled into my mind and turned my
attention back to Lita.
"I don't think it matters anymore Lita. So he has a girlfriend.
He'll be happy. Let him." with that I left her after a slight hug and
returned to my apartment, trying to figure out what to wear. I had
just enough time to take my shower and get dressed. Choosing a simple
pink skirt that fell loosely around my knees and a sleevless white
low-collared tank top, I pulled a black blouse on over it, tieing
the ends and rolling the sleeves to just under my elbows. Slipping
on my black flats the doorbell rang. My hair was still down and slightly
wavey because I had blow-dryed it and then hurriedly put on my clothes.
I opened my door to see Seiya casually dressed in a pair of grey
slacks and a white polo shirt. He looked handsome, and I couldn't
help myself from voicing the opinion. He replied with a polite remark
on my attire before entering and taking a seat on my couch. I returned
to my room and pulled my hair into a ponytail, hoping that where we
were going wasn't too fancy. I hurriedly fixed my makeup, and then
we left. Just as I was beginning to close the door, the phone rang.
I glanced at Seiya who looked slightly annoyed, so I closed the door
and didn't bother to answer the phone. It didn't matter much to me
who had called, and so arm in arm Seiya and I strolled out of my
apartment building.
My mind was empty of all negative thoughts and I soon realized
how much I had missed Seiya. Presently relaxing in his arms as we danced
around the gazebo, I was on cloud 8 (AN: notice not cloud 9!!!) And then,
after suddenly feeling a strange pull to look up at his face, I felt
something in my heart constrict, with what- I didn't know for sure.
Could it be love? Maybe it was! His piercing blue eyes stared into mine
and then he whispered something I hadn't expected.
"Come with me to Paris, Serena. Please say you will. I don't think
I can keep leaving you here and going off to the other side of the planet.
You're constantly on my mind, and whenever I'm not with you, I'm a wreck.
I came back in hopes of this time, bringing you home with me. Oh please
Serena. I'll do anything. Anything you want! If you'll only come to
Paris with me."
And the words came out of my mouth before I ever thought of my
friends and family. This was Seiya, the sweet little kid I had met on
my first day of kindergarden, who offered to show me where all the
worms were in the school playground. My eyes watered at the memories.
He'd been my first kiss, my first love, and my first...well..my first
everything. And I smiled through my tear-filled eyes and replied with
the only answer that was acceptable.
"Yes." He seemed so happy he pulled me closer in a tight hug and
lifted me up off the ground. Kissing my face thousands of times over,
I found it strangely soothing and my tears ran back to their storage
place.
Let me get away from everything and travel around the world
with Seiya.
2 years later
Silver chains hung frmo my ears (the earing that were in style now)
and brushed my shoulders occasionally, causing me to think there were bugs on
my skin. But, there couldn't have been any bugs, for Seiya and I were seated
in the middle of the massive dining table, chatting among the other guests
and carrying on polite conversations. And suddenly, Seiya's pager went off
with it's soft beeping noise reaching both of our ears. I sent him a look
that I had used almost everyday. We were always getting interrupted. On
our vacation, when we were right in the middle of my favorite movie, he
had to run to the company offices, even though it was 11 at night to get
a few numbers for his boss, and I was left alone for the rest of the night
and half of the morning. When he finally came back to our apartment, it
was 4 in the morning. Not even bothering to remove his jacket, he crashed
beside me on the bed and fell asleep mumbling an apology. And there was
the same look he had always given me. The look that clearly stated
'I'm sorry' I rolled my eyes and shook my head slightly. I can't
say I was annoyed. I was getting used to being interrupted. Over the course
of two years I had graduated and my Seiya paid for me to study different
species in the rainforest for a period of six months before finally
showing up one day and demanding I never leave his side again. And since
then, I've followed him around the world, my dreams of becoming a famous
scientist on the back burner. But, the odd thing is, it really didn't
bother me........
Nothing bothered me anymore..........
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Please don't be mad at me for writing Seiya in here! Just be patient
and wait for Serena to realize how much she really loves Darien. It'll happen
gradually. That's the only hint I can give ya. I'm soooo sorry I hadn't updated
this story and had left it at such an odd ending at chapter 1.
Basically, at the end of this chapter, Serena has lost her reason for
caring about the things that happen around and to her. Welp....I've written this
baby in one night I felt sooo guilty about not doing it. I'm gonna go to sleep
now. It's kinda late.....ta-ta!
you know the drill.
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Serena Style
By: Cappuchino_Princezz on AI, Lady of Silver (ExpressoHyper
on ff.net and ExpressoHyper on First Love.
Chapter 2 - Oh How Much It DOESN'T Hurt
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Standard disclaimor applies! I do NOT own Sailor Moon or
the characters in it, but this story most definitely came
from me!!!!
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Alright, so basically I stayed up all night doing my
'homework' and studying. After I ran out of things to study,
I attacked my apartment furiously with a vaccum and a duster.
It was nearly midnight when I finally crawled into bed. I
lived alone, how could you have guessed, and so I didn't have
a reason to wait up for ANYONE. Keeping busy felt like a good
idea at the time, but it's a little exhausting and then late
at night, I can think of only Ryan. It's sad to think that he
played me so bad, and I didn't even know. He must have taken
great satisfaction in doing so. I was startled when the
annoying sound of my doorbell echoed through my apartment.
I had just gotten comfortable, having found my special spot
in the mattress. Of course I changed the sheets. I did one
better. I threw my old ones away. Muttering a few explicit
curses I crawled from my bed and jammed my arms into the
sleeves of my robe. Proceeding my noisey approach to my
door, the doorbell still ringing, I unlocked and swung
open the door. There, in the dim light of the hallway was
Mina. Her hair was wild and tangled and her flushed face was
streaked with tears. I opened the door wordlessly and she
walked in. I didn't bother to ask her what had happend.
I already knew.
Men trouble........
To my suprize, it was 12:30 in the morning on Saturday.
MY quizes and tests wouldn't be till Monday. Silly me. heh heh
::sweat drops::
I guided her to the couch and then went to grab a carton
of ben and jerry's from my freezer, swiping two spoons from their
drawer on the way back. It would take some force, but I knew it
would help Mina in the long run. My friends told me all their
problems, even Amy, and I listened, trying to give good advice
where I saw fit. This time...I could only tell her to kick him
to the curb and move on. I was still bitter about Ryan.....yes,
I admit it....but I couldn't just FORGET that awesome passion
filled Thursday night. The morning sun found us sprawled on the
couch with an empty, spotless, carton of ben and jerry's on the
floor. I scrubbed my face with my fists and opened my eyes. Too
bad I was in view of the direct sunlight. Stupid sun, stupid
window, stupid Ryan! My phone's ring made Mina wake up and caused
me to fall off my couch, landing with an unpleasant thud on the
floor. Pulling my body towards the phone base I managed to ease
the phone to the floor and sighed into the phone.
"Hello?"
"Serena, this is Mike. Is Mina there?" My eyes swung to Mina
and she shook her head. I glanced at the clock and groaned when it
showed that the time was clearly 6:27 A.M.
"Mike, I love you like a brother and all, but do you know
that it's six twenty-seven in the morning? Even if Mina WAS here,
I certainly wouldn't get my ass out of my bed to bring her the
phone. Good morning and goodnight." with that, I pressed the 'off'
button and tossed the phone to Mina. She caught it with ease
and looked up and my quizically. I simply stood up and shrugged.
"Call Andrew to come get you. Go home, take a shower, and then
go to work. The best thing you can do is avoid him and pray he's
not a stalker." With that much information given I hugged her
and then locked myself in the bathroom to take a shower. I wanted
to go for a walk and think about a few things. Mina was still
here when I emerged from my steamy bathroom. I got dressed
hurriedly and joined her on the couch.
"I called Andrew a few minutes ago. He said to give him
a few minutes and he'd-" she was interrupted by the doorbell.
I'd begun to seriously consider ripping the damned thing out
of my wall and screaming like a banshee when anyone dare press
the button. The thought sounded very appealing right now.
I sighed and padded over to the door before swinging it
open abruptly. Instead of Andrew, whom I expected to find, Ryan
was standing there. I simply stared at him.
"Serena, please listen. I-" 'WHAM' He stumbled back and I
followed him into the hall. I was wearing a lavender knee-length
loose skirt and a white blouse, the sleeves rolled up to my elbows.
The blouse was open and tied at the ends. I had a soft pink tank
top under it and my feet were encased in a pair of simple lavender
flats. My getup, however, did not effect my urge to punch his
lights out and leave him unconcious in the hallway.
"What are you doing here?" I managed to control my voice and
composed myself. I was calm, cool, and collected, leaning against
the doorframe.
"I came to talk things out. I figured you might be getting ready
to go to work, so I thought this was a good time to drop by."
"There will never be a good time. I'm sorry Ryan, but I just
don't think you're my type sweetie. Move on." with that, I slammed
the door closed. He pounded on the door for a few minutes and I
waited until he left to step away from my position behind it.
"Serena, what happend between you two?" The doorbell
rang once more just as I was about to open my mouth and explain.
Saved by that stupid doorbell. Ohwell, it was fun plotting its
demise. With a shrug I open the door once more and am staring at
Andrew. He looks sorry and I am so close to forgiving him for the
things he said at the arcade. He was right, afterall.
"I'm sorry about the things I said, Sere. I didn't mean-"
"You're hear for Mina, right? She's right here." I hold
open my apartment door and grab my coat and purse from the closet
beside the entry door. Brushing past him I stop once I'm out in the
hallway. "You'll lock up, won't you?" I ask and don't bother to wait
for the answer.
Stepping out into the fresh morning air I check my watch.
With a sigh I take a route that will lead me to the park. I feel
like a stroll, even if it is 7 in the morning. Surprisingly, not
very many people are up and crouding the sidewalks as they are
when I'm struggling to get through them in the morning.
This place always calms me, but I'm sure you have no idea
where it is that I'm talking about, so I'll explain. It's the pond
in the park where stepping stones/pedestals require you to jump from
each one and reach the most beautiful gazebo I've ever had the
pleasure of being in. It's white pillars and beautifully crafted
top allow sunlight to filter through small cracks and speckle the
floor and bath you in the soft rayes of it's honeyed warmth.
I'm starting to sound like a dedicated romance novel reader,
but I am not. Poetically inclined is all that I can admit to.
My peacefullness is shattered when I see a person coming my way.
I almost fall from my place on the side of the gazebo and land
in the cold waters if it wasn't for having a strong hold on the
pillar. Darien was the person. He seemed lost in his thoughts
and was looking down at the stepping stones so as to not
miss one and plunge into the water I had escaped from falling
into. He seemed to suddenly notice my presence and his foot
slipped from the last stone. On instinct I reaced out and
grabbed onto his jacket, pulling him back up and helping him gain
his footing. He smiled at me thankfully, and I smiled back. My
stomach flipped and I reasoned that I needed to find myself a
cafe to grab a quick snack.
"Morning meatball head." The name was like a bucket of
ice cold water being poured onto me. I glared at him.
"You're lucky I saved your ass." I muttered and then I
remembered what he had called me yesterday. "What, no Sere?" I
pouted playfully and then laughed when he raised an eyebrow.
"I was hoping you hadn't noticed." he shrugged. "But
it was a good way for you to stop yelling." he added and laughed.
I glared but decided that I better change the subject.
"What are you doing here so early?"
"I was about to ask you the same thing." I rolled my eyes.
"That doesn't answer my question."
"I suppose it doesn't." he agreed with a nod to emphasize
it. I supressed a laugh.
"As entertaining as this conversation is, I think I'm going
to get something to eat. I didn't get a chance to before I left."
with that, I proceeded to walk by him. He moved at the last second
and I crashed into him. Taking a step back, I gazed up at him,
confused. He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me back to him
before leaning down to whisper in my ear.
"Mina told Andrew about your visiter this morning. I should
say I'm proud. All that practice on me." I shivered as his breath
tickled my ear. I had opted to pull my hair into a simple high
ponytail and leave a few sections to hang down and frame my face.
They were stirred from their resting place behind my ear, and he
brought his hand up to gently tuck them back into place. I only
tunred my head slightly and looked up at him.
"It hurts." I admitted, breaking down. His other arm came
around me and I was comfortably held in his warm embrace.
"I know." he whispered softly and rocked me. I pulled away
slightly and wrapped my arms around his neck before moving back to
where I was. We stayed there for a long time, I'm not sure how long
really, but I didn't care. I had been, unknowingly, lost at sea,
drifting and he was my lifeboat. When I finally pulled away he
smiled encouragingly before wiping a stray tear from my face.
I hadn't even realized that I was crying. "What do you say we
go and grab some food? I have the day off. If you'd like, I'd
even take you on a motorcycle ride through the country. That
always helps me." he spoke to me softly and I found myself
nodding, not entirely unwilling either.
"I'd love to." came my reply. I was surprised by the
steadiness in my voice. He led me to a small quiet diner where
he claimed they served the best pancakes. Of course I had to
prove him wrong. Unfortunately, I couldn't and ended up ordering
another serving. We sat in a cozy booth and talked till about
noon, when he offered to give me a ride on his motorcycle. I
loved motorcycles but I felt a little uneasy on them. He
finally convinced me and we walked back to his apartment
garage to get it.
The cool wind was refreshing as it brushed against my face
and lifted my hair. I unknowingly was smiling and I found this
out when I had glanced at the little mirror. The country had
never appeared so beautiful. Maybe it was my company, or the
way the sun kissed the ground when the fluffy clouds that
dotted the sky weren't covering it. I slowly decended from
my own cloud as Darien pulled over to the side of the road.
We were next to a small lake. Since I had been wearing a
skirt, I had opted to ride sitting sideways and Darien
kindly helped me off the motorcycle. He wordlessly pulled
me along, closer to the lake, and for a minute I thought
he might throw me in. Instead, I found a small cement
slab where we could sit upon and look out onto the lake.
He sat down first and then pulled me down to his side
when I hadn't moved.
"It's beautiful." I said in an awed whisper as the
sun caught the water. And that was simply all that I could
possibly say. The glittering water was very inviting. I
crawled over to it and dipped my hand in. It was warm,
perfect for swimming. I look over to where he sat, only
to find he was watching me intently. His eyebrow raised
when I crawled back over to my seat beside him. "Let's
go for a swim." I suggested as I slipped my feet from
my shoes.
"Uh.. I don't think that would be a good idea,
Serena." he replied. I sensed his uneasiness and peared
at him curiously.
"Oh come on, Darien. It'll be fun! The water's
warm, it's perfect." I made sure to make my eyes plead
with him. I had been told my eyes would be the end of
some men. Of course, that tidbit of information came
from my my boyfriend when we were seniors and he tried
to get me to sleep with him. It didn't work, needless
to say. I knew I had him. Hook line and sinker when I
basically begged. Hey, don't get me wrong. Pouting
has the same effects, but takes a little longer for
it's power to take effect. Anyway, he sighed and
shook his head before pulling off his jacket. I
smiled when I heard him mutter something.
"Yay!" I hurriedly discarded my outfit, all
except for my bra and panties and jumped into the
water. Darien followed me slowly, sporting a lovely
pair of daffey boxers. I couldn't help but giggle.
"What's so funny?" he seemed slightly
embarraced being in a state of undress, infront of
me. But then again, hadn't I always been the prudish
type?
"Love the boxers, Dare. Simply stunning." with
that, I winked and dove under the water, effectively
dogding him as he hurried towards me. I had to resurface
after a matter of seconds, because his boxers were
clearly visible in the crystal clear waters of the
lake, making me laugh and have to come up sputtering
and laughing as I had inhaled water. It was then that
I felt a presence behind me. A warm strong arm wrapped
around my waist, trapping my arms to my sides and I
felt his hard chest against my back.
"I happen to think they are very comfortable."
he whispered in my ear. My breath hitched and then
I began to laugh once more. I felt my body rise in
the water before my laughing ceased and I realized
he was going to dunk me. I struggled to slip my arms
from their spots at my sides and when I finally
succeeded I forced myself to turn in his arms and
snaked my own around his neck tightly. I squinted
my eyes shut and held onto him.
"No don't dunk me! Pretty please!?" I begged.
He stayed motionless and I finally pulled back slightly
to look him in the eyes. He was staring at me, and our
faces were inches away from eachothers. "Darien?" I
slowly whispered his name. His eyes were seemingly
looking straight at me, but my senses told me that
he wasn't even seeing me. It was as if he were in
a trance, reliving some memory. I pulled away and
his arms released their hold and fell limply to his
sides. I slid down his body for he had been holding
me up. My actions seemed to break him from his memory
and he looked down at me. I was gazing concerned back
at him. "Is everything alright?" I asked as I stood
infront of him. The water was lapping at my legs and
a cold breeze swept by, causing me to shiver.
"Yeah, I'm fine." he turned and headed back to
where we had thrown our clothes and in a matter of
minutes he was fully dressed. I followed him and was
done shortly after he was. In silence he got onto the
bike and started it up. I climbed on behind him and
we left. I wondered what had happend back there in
the lake, but I was too confused to ask him. He
obviously hadn't come to terms with something and
I decided he'd need time, even more time if he
planned to relate the story and confide in me
with it. Then it hit me.
Why had I suddenly felt so concerned for him.
I thought I hated him, my tormenter, the despising
jerk king himself, and my comfort. Somehow, even
in the short period of time less than a day, my
feelings for Darien had done a 180. I didn't hate
him, I turned to him for comfort instead of socking
him in the jaw. And then, I realized soemthing. It
was like someone had dropped ice down my shirt while
I was sleeping, or a cold splash of water in my face.
I cared for Darien, more than I had ever done for
Ryan or anyone else. Dare I say I loved him? I was
still in shock when he slowed to a stop infront of
my apartment building. He helped me off and then
drove off, not bothering to look me in the eye as
he said he had a nice time and he'd see me around.
I numbly walked into the building and grabbed my
mail, before mechanically taking the elevator to
my apartment. My door was locked, as I suspected,
and when I shut it behind me, my energy was sucked
from me. The tears broke through my damn and I began
to sob. I leaned against the door for support, but
eventually slid to the floor as my legs weakend.
All the pain and betrayal I had felt before, came
rushing back to me. But, there was something else.
Something else that made my heart constrict and
my eyes shut. The pain of loneliness. I know for
sure that I've always felt something towards Darien,
but I had never cared to identify what the feeling
was. Now I had discovered it was love. It had always
been. Pure undaunted love. Maybe it was the pancakes,
or his warm embrace, or the way his smile made my heart
skip a beat. I swiped at my eyes and began to crawl
down the hallway towards my room. Not daring to trust
my legs I discarded my clothing and slipped into my
bed after pulling on a singlet which had been draped
over my desk chair. Snatching a box of tissues I swiped
at my runny nose and watery eyes until I fell asleep,
in my own tears of pity.
The next day found me sitting in the arcade with yet
another triple scoop hot fudge sundae sitting before me
on the table. It was untouched, but Andrew insisted on
leaving it there, in hopes of stirring my appetite. So
far there was no such luck. I wasn't feeling green,
but at the corner of my eye, I caught a sight of green.
Instinctly I titled my head slightly, so as to go unnoticed,
and found what I had glimpsed at. Darien's hideous green
coat. None of us had seen it in years. He hadn't worn it
since I was a junior in high school, and I'm graduating
at the end this semester, from college, as it was mentioned
in the first part of my lovely life story. Anyway, that color
was forever branded in my mind and has always been labled
"Darien's". And then the reason he wore it was standing right
beside him. That's it. Right next to him. She was everything
I wasn't. Rich, dark, almond hair, bronzed skin from obviously
several hours in photo shoots on the beach, icey blue eyes
ringed with kohl, and a supermodel body that any teenage girl
would kill to have. My full sundae bowl clattered to the floor,
it's contents flowing across the cold tiling as everyone in
the arcade turned their eyes on me. I knew I looked scarey.
My gym shorts were too baggy and rather short for my taste,
but it was laundry day. Now, being very involved in sports,
joining every team I could, I had plenty of work out shirts
and tight madrifs. It just so happend that my favorite madrif
(from my highschool pom squad, matched perfectly with the only
pair of shorts left in my dresser. Now I was putting pretty much
everything I had, completely on display, and only now did I realize
this. I jumped over the mess and apologized quickly to Andrew
before tossing whatever I had in my pocket, and hightailing it out
of the arcade before Darien and his supermodle girlfriend came in.
When I saw them turn the corner, I had just exited through the
sliding glass doors. My legs threatend to give out, but I hanessed
all of my willpower I had, in order to keep from breaking down
and forced myself to run like hell, in the opposite direction.
'Just run it off' my mind ordered my body. I wanted to get as
far away from Darien and leggy as possible. Knowing enough to
let him go and stop mooning over him, I spent the rest of my sunday
studying for my quizes that would , for sure this time, come tomorrow.
My phone rang continueously but it went unanswered everytime. I didn't
feel like talking to anybody and proceeded to ignore it. The pesky
thing DID wake me up at 2 to three in the morning at times. This was
just my revenge on it. (Insert evil laugh here!) I didn't want to get
out of bed in the morning, but I knew I had to, or I'd mess up my
entire life, all that I worked so hard for. I wasn't going to let
them win. I would beat all of them, and by them I meant men in general.
With new determination I sprang from my bed and threw on a pair of
track pants and a baby-tee before rushing off to the bathroom to wash
my teeth. Wadding my hair into a somewhat recognizeable ponytail I
hurriedly snatched my bag and was out the door within 5 minutes.
Something told me that I needed to take the shortcut to school, but
I didn't understand why. Against my will the car took the shortcut
'imagine that....' and well....I had more time to spare when I got on
campus so I made my way over to the vending machines and purchased a
snickers. What life would be like without them, I shudder to think.
And then, as I was leaning against the wall, enjoying heaven that consisted
of peanuts, chewy caramel, with a chocolate coating, someone took a
place beside me. I turned my head to smile them, and my eyes widened
when I recognised the face.
"Seiya!" I cried and launched myself into his arms. He caught me
easily and hugged me tightly to him. "I missed you so much. Why didn't
you come back to visit me like you promised?" In order to see his eyes I
had to look up and lean a little away from him. He was as tall, if not
a little taller than Darien. 'Stupid me! Why did I have to think of him
here? It's Seiya!'
My classes flew by and soon I was strolling down the sidewalk
with Seiya's arm casually draped over my shoulders. Sadly, no feeling
of excitement or jitters consumed me as I stayed at his side. Trying
to hide my perplexed frown, I deliberately avoided looking him in the
eyes. Making sure to force a small fake smile he didn't notice anything
out of the ordinary. And then, a loud beeping noise errupted from his
pocket and he fished out a pager. I looked up at him slightly confused
but hardly caring. And then he made his apologies that seemed long too
familiar. It wasn't like it bothered my hardly any, but then suddenly,
he asked me a question that caught me offguard.
"Have dinner with me tonight, Sere?" He looked so hopeful that
I had a hard time coming up with an answer. And then, from the corner
of my eye, who did I see, but Darien and his supermodel dummy! And then,
I blurted out a yes and hugged him before he began to walk off. "I'll
pick you up at 6, I remember how early you eat!" he called over his
shoulder before disappearing around the corner wall. It was odd how
I had suddenly ran into him and how quickly he disappeared. I found it
didn't bother me as much as it used to. I had dated him awhile back,
when I was in highschool, but we both decided it would never go anywhere,
and we broke it off. Well...okay...'I' decided it wouldn't work, but he
agreed!
'Oh great! He didn't tell me where we were going to eat.' I
thought and turned to chase after him, until my name echoed through my
ears by the one voice that is forever etched in my memory. Deciding
that it wouldn't be very polite to run away and pretend I hadn't heard
him, and with a defeated sigh I turned towards the couple that came
strolling up to me. Such a wonderful looking couple, it almost made me
sick.
"Don't let him get to ya girl!" I could hear Lita's voice
whisper in my ear and I looked behind me to find her smiling
comfortingly at me. With renewed strength I flashed a dazzling
smile that Ryan said could charm the pants off any guy, Darien
and his supermodel bimbo came to a stop.
"Hi. I'm Charlotte." The woman suddenly introduced herself.
"You must be Serena, from what I just heard." She held out her
hand and I clasped it briefly before returning my hand to my side.
"I'd prefer if you called me Serenity. This is my friend Lita."
I pulled Lita forward and watched as Lita seemed to size her up.
"Litania please." Lita nodded curtly before sending me a look
that clearly stated 'I don't like her'.
"Cherry, we should be going. You wouldn't want to be late for the
movie, would you?" Darien questioned after pulling her back to him, away
from the dangerous amazon at my side. Maybe he knew Lita wasn't too fond
of her already, and that Charlotte standing so close to the both of us,
would everntually become a hazard to her health. I smiled coldly,
although it was very unlike me. I didn't understand what was truly
the problem with her. She seemed relatively nice, but I couldn't like
her. I just couldn't.
"You better go home Serena. I think Seiya said he was getting you
at 6, remember? You don't want to be late for that! Free food!" Lita
suddenly blurted and then began to push me down the sidewalk. I didn't
even bother to wave back to Charlotte even though I felt quilty for
us snubbing her like that. After Darien and Charlotte had long since
disappeared from sight, we sighed simultaneously and then stared at each
other for a few moments.
"Why did-" but she interrupted me.
"Oh Sere, that chick is horrible. You'd be sooo much better for
Darien. I don't understand why he can't see that."
"Who is-" once again Lita seemed to read my thoughts and answered
for me.
"Her full name is Charlotte Glenmore. Darien's girlfriend of 5
years is a model. Her hips are too big if you ask me. Prolly had a kid
and put it up for adoption." I heard her mutter the last sentence. And
suddenly, I pictured a tiny little baby boy, with his raven black hair
and her icey blue eyes. His strong jaw line and perfect nose.
'Stop thinking about it!' I yelled into my mind and turned my
attention back to Lita.
"I don't think it matters anymore Lita. So he has a girlfriend.
He'll be happy. Let him." with that I left her after a slight hug and
returned to my apartment, trying to figure out what to wear. I had
just enough time to take my shower and get dressed. Choosing a simple
pink skirt that fell loosely around my knees and a sleevless white
low-collared tank top, I pulled a black blouse on over it, tieing
the ends and rolling the sleeves to just under my elbows. Slipping
on my black flats the doorbell rang. My hair was still down and slightly
wavey because I had blow-dryed it and then hurriedly put on my clothes.
I opened my door to see Seiya casually dressed in a pair of grey
slacks and a white polo shirt. He looked handsome, and I couldn't
help myself from voicing the opinion. He replied with a polite remark
on my attire before entering and taking a seat on my couch. I returned
to my room and pulled my hair into a ponytail, hoping that where we
were going wasn't too fancy. I hurriedly fixed my makeup, and then
we left. Just as I was beginning to close the door, the phone rang.
I glanced at Seiya who looked slightly annoyed, so I closed the door
and didn't bother to answer the phone. It didn't matter much to me
who had called, and so arm in arm Seiya and I strolled out of my
apartment building.
My mind was empty of all negative thoughts and I soon realized
how much I had missed Seiya. Presently relaxing in his arms as we danced
around the gazebo, I was on cloud 8 (AN: notice not cloud 9!!!) And then,
after suddenly feeling a strange pull to look up at his face, I felt
something in my heart constrict, with what- I didn't know for sure.
Could it be love? Maybe it was! His piercing blue eyes stared into mine
and then he whispered something I hadn't expected.
"Come with me to Paris, Serena. Please say you will. I don't think
I can keep leaving you here and going off to the other side of the planet.
You're constantly on my mind, and whenever I'm not with you, I'm a wreck.
I came back in hopes of this time, bringing you home with me. Oh please
Serena. I'll do anything. Anything you want! If you'll only come to
Paris with me."
And the words came out of my mouth before I ever thought of my
friends and family. This was Seiya, the sweet little kid I had met on
my first day of kindergarden, who offered to show me where all the
worms were in the school playground. My eyes watered at the memories.
He'd been my first kiss, my first love, and my first...well..my first
everything. And I smiled through my tear-filled eyes and replied with
the only answer that was acceptable.
"Yes." He seemed so happy he pulled me closer in a tight hug and
lifted me up off the ground. Kissing my face thousands of times over,
I found it strangely soothing and my tears ran back to their storage
place.
Let me get away from everything and travel around the world
with Seiya.
2 years later
Silver chains hung frmo my ears (the earing that were in style now)
and brushed my shoulders occasionally, causing me to think there were bugs on
my skin. But, there couldn't have been any bugs, for Seiya and I were seated
in the middle of the massive dining table, chatting among the other guests
and carrying on polite conversations. And suddenly, Seiya's pager went off
with it's soft beeping noise reaching both of our ears. I sent him a look
that I had used almost everyday. We were always getting interrupted. On
our vacation, when we were right in the middle of my favorite movie, he
had to run to the company offices, even though it was 11 at night to get
a few numbers for his boss, and I was left alone for the rest of the night
and half of the morning. When he finally came back to our apartment, it
was 4 in the morning. Not even bothering to remove his jacket, he crashed
beside me on the bed and fell asleep mumbling an apology. And there was
the same look he had always given me. The look that clearly stated
'I'm sorry' I rolled my eyes and shook my head slightly. I can't
say I was annoyed. I was getting used to being interrupted. Over the course
of two years I had graduated and my Seiya paid for me to study different
species in the rainforest for a period of six months before finally
showing up one day and demanding I never leave his side again. And since
then, I've followed him around the world, my dreams of becoming a famous
scientist on the back burner. But, the odd thing is, it really didn't
bother me........
Nothing bothered me anymore..........
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Please don't be mad at me for writing Seiya in here! Just be patient
and wait for Serena to realize how much she really loves Darien. It'll happen
gradually. That's the only hint I can give ya. I'm soooo sorry I hadn't updated
this story and had left it at such an odd ending at chapter 1.
Basically, at the end of this chapter, Serena has lost her reason for
caring about the things that happen around and to her. Welp....I've written this
baby in one night I felt sooo guilty about not doing it. I'm gonna go to sleep
now. It's kinda late.....ta-ta!
you know the drill.
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