Author's Note: Hi everyone! I'm sooo soooo sorry that it took me forever to update! I've been really busy since school started and my sports and etc. So yeah, thanks for all your reviews and such. I'm glad mostly everyone liked the ending to the last chapter. I just don't know how to go off of it. Oh well, I'll try my best. On with chapter 9.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon and/or its characters, so don't sue me. I have nothing but a tennis racket, which I will whack you with if you come near me.
Chapter 9: Something to Build On.
The first rays of the morning light streaked through the rain-cleaned windows of Serena's bedroom windows. Bird's chirped melodically showing signs that a storm had just passed and a new day had awakened. Serena's eyelashes fluttered gently as she opened her eyes to find herself wrapped in the strong, masculine arms of Darien Sheilds, an enemy 24 hours ago, and now her lover present day. She sighed as she stared at his chiseled body and strong features, which slowly rose and sunk with each breath that he took. She placed her delicate hand on his bare chest and felt the same tingle that she felt the night before, after the kiss that they had passionately shared took complete control over their bodies and pleasure took its course. What Serena and Darien shared that night was more than lust and a way to grieve for the past. It was true love. Something that was so rare to find, and let alone keep for a lifetime. Serena had felt that connection when Darien had first entered her. She knew that he loved her too and that they would always be together, forever. He confessed his love for her the night before. How his feelings for her were much stronger and deeper than those that he had had for Rita, right? She believed him. But, why was she having second thoughts all of a sudden? He wouldn't use her for anything, would he? No, he would never lie to her, just to steal her heart for his own pleasure. Not like she did with…his favorite knife? No, is this his way of getting back at her? Making up some bullshit story about a past that never existed, just so her weak side would break through? Serena drew her hand back as Darien began to awaken and she rolled to her side so her back was now facing him. She pulled the covers up to her chest as she felt him wrap his arms around her waist again.
"Good morning Sere," he said as he lifted himself with his arm and began placing butterfly kisses across her bare neck. He said her nickname with such ease, as if he's practiced saying it his whole life.
"'Morning," she said as she settled into his grasp, trying to push back the thoughts she had minutes ago. "Darien?"
"Hm?" he asked as he nuzzled his face in her golden tresses, smelling the lavender shampoo that she favored to use.
"Last night, did it really happen?" she could feel him breathing in her scent and devoured the way he took so long enjoying her essence as he answered her.
"Yes, it did," he said smiling at his new found joy, until he heard her next question.
"And, did it mean anything?" she asked, not sure if she truly wanted to hear the answer. Darien was slightly hurt. The night before had meant everything to him. He hadn't felt the pleasure that he experienced with anyone before in his life. Not even with Rita. Didn't that mean that he and Serena were destined to be together? He sat up completely and pulled Serena so that she faced him. He could see the worry and confusion in her eyes and wondered if she thought that she was just a way to grieve.
"Serena, last night, meant everything in the world and more to me in more ways than I can begin to describe." He looked her straight in the eyes and could feel her fear dispel from her body in satisfactory with his answer. "When we were connected, I felt completed, as if I had finally found this missing piece that finished my puzzle and made everything clear. If I were to lose you as that piece, I would crumble again and my life wouldn't make sense. I need you in order for me to go on with my life. I need you to always be there for me and with me. Serena, I love you and I never want to lose you. I want to always have a reason to wake up to tomorrow." He kissed her hand. "And I want to share that tomorrow with you."
Serena was filled with more happiness than she thought was possible. "Oh Darien," she started with tears brimming her eyes, "I want to share that tomorrow with you, too." She said as she leapt into his arms and began to ferociously kiss his neck. After managing to settle her down, Darien realized that he and Serena would have to come face to face with reality.
"But before we can share our tomorrow together, Serena, we have to clear my name of Rita's murder." He said with sorrow. Serena's faced also dropped at the mention of the murder.
"Right, don't worry, Darien. We'll clear your name and I'll be by your side throughout the entire process. I know you didn't kill Rita." Serena claimed it with so much confidence that it made Darien smile. For once, he had someone who believed so strongly with what he said.
"Serena, I'm so happy that I can depend on you," he said as he kissed her head and began to crawl out of the haven of Serena's bed and into the real world. "We should get dressed. Maybe we can find a lead or something to go off of that'll get me off the hook."
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Meanwhile, outside of Serena's window on the fire escape, sits a figure overhearing the happy couple's plan.
"So, they think they can get him off the hook, huh?" he said with a laugh. "Well, I'll do everything I can to prevent that from happening and like Rita, Serena will be mine." And with that, he leapt off the ledge and disappeared.
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Author's Note: Hi! Hoped you guys liked it! I know it was short, and I'm sorry, but I feel very inspirational with poetry tonight, but I had to get something out. I'll try to add on tomorrow with my free time. Just remember that I've got school and, ugh, sports right now, so it's getting difficult to update. The story is going to be coming to a close pretty soon, though. Sorry. I'm gonna finish it, enjoy school somewhat, and maybe start on another one. But until then, check out my crappy poetry about my life at fictionpress.com. My penname is enticing-angel. It can be some good stuff, but it's usually about how I feel. I love y'all bunches!
Neo Crystal Angel
