Kiss Me!
AN: Hello all! I'm back with yet another of my Serena/Darien love stories. I was sitting here at my computer, talking to a friend of mine about my dream date ( A walk in the park followed by watching the sun set) when I was struck upside the head with this idea. So here's the first chapter, hope you like it! REVIEW ME!!!
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Fresh green leaves were finally emerging from the tiny buds that contained them, and the delicate songbirds returned from their winter exodus. Everywhere your eye traveled was greeted by new life, either as plants or animals. Serena walked carelessly down the park's winding path, inhaling the scent of Spring. She gasped in wonder, as she stared at the tiny pink flowers growing in a patch near the lake. She thought it must be too early for them to flower, but she stepped closer to look at them anyway. Their petals seemed so fragile, and the flowers produced the sweetest scents she had ever come across. Her fingers twitched with the urge to pick one and place it in her hair, but she couldn't bring herself to do that to the young flowers. She sighed contentedly, and she turned away. A sofy breeze rustled her hair, blowing the silky strands about lightly. The sun's gentle rays bounced off her golden hair, and it shined like spun gold. As she ambled happily down the path again, her long pigtails brushed against the bottom of her calf. She let out a little giggle.
"Hey there Meatball Head," an all too familiar voice said.
"Its Serena!" she shouted, spinning on her heels so she was facing him. "My name is NOT Meatball Head, its Serena. Se-re-na! Geeze Darien, can't you at least try to be nice?" Darien ran his hand through his thick ebony hair and twisted his face to apear thoughtful.
"Hmmmm..." he said softly. "No, probably not." Serena huffed with annoyance, and she crossed her arms.
"Well fine," she said, her voice spitting daggers of ice, "that's just fine. If you'll KINDLY excuse me then, I'll be going to find my real friends. You know, the ones who aren't totally and utterly rude to me." She turned to storm off, but as luck would have it, she slipped on a rock and dived forward headlong. She squeezed her eyes shut in anticipation of the fall, but it never came. She peeked one large, cerulean eye open to find herself securely in Darien's arms. His eyes were locked with hers, and it seemed that their breath was heavy with emotion. Serena could feel the warmth radiating from him and it soothed her in a way she had never felt before. She blushed slightly, and she removed herself hastily from his grip.
"Th-thank you," she stammered, her voice shaky for some unknown reason. Darien smiled, and he turned to walk away.
"See you around M...Serena," he said, correcting himself. He slowly vanished from sight, leaving behind a VERY confused Serena. {His arms were so strong...and he smelled so good, sort of like roses...it felt good to be in his arms...} she found herself thinking. She gasped, her small hand flying up to her mouth. {What am I saying? This is Darien! He's most definately NOT the kind of guy I should be having those kind of thought about. He's mean, and he teases me and Gods, his eyes! I feel like I could lose myself in them...} Serena shook her head rather forcefully. She walked slowly down the path once more, no direction in particular in mind. Birds were singing their merry tunes from freshly green trees, and Serena felt her worry over the thoughts about Darien slip away. It was just too peaceful here to worry about much of anything. Her tiny feet seemed to float over the cement, and her steps were nearly silent. The peace surrounding her was ever drawing from her the tensions from earlier and she was calm. As she walked, the lake came into view once more. Its crystal waters glistened in the sunlight, and they sparkled like diamonds. Beautiful trees grew around the lake in spacey intervals, and a small wooden bench was nestled into the perfect spot to watch the sun set. Serena let out a small sigh as she lowered herself into the seat. She glanced at her watch and smiled. Sunset would be in a half hour, at the most. A playful breeze stirred her hair, creating a net of the soft golden strands. Serena giggled as her hands tried to calm the small mess. Another contented sigh escaped her lips and she smiled. The only thing missing was someone to share this moment with. Every saturday night she came here to watch the sun go down, and every time she hoped that that one special guy she knew was out there would be there too. {Guess I'm still waiting then...} she thought. Serena nearly jumped from her skin when a hand was placed upon her shoulder. She looked up, her eyes wide, and she saw Darien. His ebony hair danced in the breeze, and his deep, ocean blue eyes were full of something...nervousness maybe? He gently cleared his throat.
"Do you...do you mind if I join you?" he asked. Serena smiled, and she motioned for him to sit. As Darien seated himself beside her on the bench, she breathed in the intoxicating smell of roses that seemed to surround him. For a long moment the two of them stared at the lake, not a single word passing between them.
"Serena," Darien began. "I was just going to apologize to you."
"For what?" she asked, her eyes searching his.
"For the way I treat you," he said, his face turning away from her.
"Why would you apologize for that?" she asked, her voice like the waters of the lake: crystal and fluid. "We both are guilty of treating the other wrong. I know two wrongs don't make a right, but our arguements are sort of fun." Darien looked up, his nerves slightly less tense.
"So you don't hate me?" he asked, his oice very soft compared to his usual rumble.
"No!" Serena exclaimed passionately. "Hate you? Never! Who on Earth gave you that idea?"
"You did," he said. "When you jumped from my arms the way you did." Serena blushed, and Darien thought her an angel in that moment.
"That wasn't because I hate you, I could never hate you," Serena said kindly, taking his hand in a move that would normally seem very bold for her. "I just got this feeling, with your arms around me like that. It made me kind of nervous I guess." She looked out across the lake and sighed. He would probably laugh at her any minute now.
"You too?" he asked, startling Serena. "I kind of...well I kind of liked holding you like that." It was Darien's turn to blush. Serena's eyes began to sparkle. She wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a soft kiss on his lips. Darien was momentarily stunned. He found his own arms encircle the tiny frame of Serena, and he kissed her back tenderly. Heat flared between them too intense for even the sun itself to compete with. Darien slowly drew her closer to him, and he leaned her headback slightly. His tongue moved softly across her lips, silently asking for permission to enter, and it was greeted by Serena's. Their tongues rolled about playfully, and the pent up emotions between the young pair was unleashed into a breath taking kiss. Darien broke the kiss, and he leaned his forhead against Serena's. Their breathing was heavy, but both wore the same contented look on their faces. Serena giggled as Darien began to stroke her hair.
"You're beautiful Serena," Darien whispered. Serena blushed a little and placed her head on his chest.
"Its funny how every time I collided with you before, your chest felt like a brick wall," Serena laughed, "but with you holding me like this, it seems softer." Darien smiled, and he laid a small kiss upon her cheek. The sun's last rays danced across the lake with finality, and Serena sighed with the symbolism it brought with it. The days of fierce fighting between them set with the sun that day, and she had a feeling that a different kind of ferocity was about to begin: the ferocity that we call love.
AN: Hello all! I'm back with yet another of my Serena/Darien love stories. I was sitting here at my computer, talking to a friend of mine about my dream date ( A walk in the park followed by watching the sun set) when I was struck upside the head with this idea. So here's the first chapter, hope you like it! REVIEW ME!!!
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Fresh green leaves were finally emerging from the tiny buds that contained them, and the delicate songbirds returned from their winter exodus. Everywhere your eye traveled was greeted by new life, either as plants or animals. Serena walked carelessly down the park's winding path, inhaling the scent of Spring. She gasped in wonder, as she stared at the tiny pink flowers growing in a patch near the lake. She thought it must be too early for them to flower, but she stepped closer to look at them anyway. Their petals seemed so fragile, and the flowers produced the sweetest scents she had ever come across. Her fingers twitched with the urge to pick one and place it in her hair, but she couldn't bring herself to do that to the young flowers. She sighed contentedly, and she turned away. A sofy breeze rustled her hair, blowing the silky strands about lightly. The sun's gentle rays bounced off her golden hair, and it shined like spun gold. As she ambled happily down the path again, her long pigtails brushed against the bottom of her calf. She let out a little giggle.
"Hey there Meatball Head," an all too familiar voice said.
"Its Serena!" she shouted, spinning on her heels so she was facing him. "My name is NOT Meatball Head, its Serena. Se-re-na! Geeze Darien, can't you at least try to be nice?" Darien ran his hand through his thick ebony hair and twisted his face to apear thoughtful.
"Hmmmm..." he said softly. "No, probably not." Serena huffed with annoyance, and she crossed her arms.
"Well fine," she said, her voice spitting daggers of ice, "that's just fine. If you'll KINDLY excuse me then, I'll be going to find my real friends. You know, the ones who aren't totally and utterly rude to me." She turned to storm off, but as luck would have it, she slipped on a rock and dived forward headlong. She squeezed her eyes shut in anticipation of the fall, but it never came. She peeked one large, cerulean eye open to find herself securely in Darien's arms. His eyes were locked with hers, and it seemed that their breath was heavy with emotion. Serena could feel the warmth radiating from him and it soothed her in a way she had never felt before. She blushed slightly, and she removed herself hastily from his grip.
"Th-thank you," she stammered, her voice shaky for some unknown reason. Darien smiled, and he turned to walk away.
"See you around M...Serena," he said, correcting himself. He slowly vanished from sight, leaving behind a VERY confused Serena. {His arms were so strong...and he smelled so good, sort of like roses...it felt good to be in his arms...} she found herself thinking. She gasped, her small hand flying up to her mouth. {What am I saying? This is Darien! He's most definately NOT the kind of guy I should be having those kind of thought about. He's mean, and he teases me and Gods, his eyes! I feel like I could lose myself in them...} Serena shook her head rather forcefully. She walked slowly down the path once more, no direction in particular in mind. Birds were singing their merry tunes from freshly green trees, and Serena felt her worry over the thoughts about Darien slip away. It was just too peaceful here to worry about much of anything. Her tiny feet seemed to float over the cement, and her steps were nearly silent. The peace surrounding her was ever drawing from her the tensions from earlier and she was calm. As she walked, the lake came into view once more. Its crystal waters glistened in the sunlight, and they sparkled like diamonds. Beautiful trees grew around the lake in spacey intervals, and a small wooden bench was nestled into the perfect spot to watch the sun set. Serena let out a small sigh as she lowered herself into the seat. She glanced at her watch and smiled. Sunset would be in a half hour, at the most. A playful breeze stirred her hair, creating a net of the soft golden strands. Serena giggled as her hands tried to calm the small mess. Another contented sigh escaped her lips and she smiled. The only thing missing was someone to share this moment with. Every saturday night she came here to watch the sun go down, and every time she hoped that that one special guy she knew was out there would be there too. {Guess I'm still waiting then...} she thought. Serena nearly jumped from her skin when a hand was placed upon her shoulder. She looked up, her eyes wide, and she saw Darien. His ebony hair danced in the breeze, and his deep, ocean blue eyes were full of something...nervousness maybe? He gently cleared his throat.
"Do you...do you mind if I join you?" he asked. Serena smiled, and she motioned for him to sit. As Darien seated himself beside her on the bench, she breathed in the intoxicating smell of roses that seemed to surround him. For a long moment the two of them stared at the lake, not a single word passing between them.
"Serena," Darien began. "I was just going to apologize to you."
"For what?" she asked, her eyes searching his.
"For the way I treat you," he said, his face turning away from her.
"Why would you apologize for that?" she asked, her voice like the waters of the lake: crystal and fluid. "We both are guilty of treating the other wrong. I know two wrongs don't make a right, but our arguements are sort of fun." Darien looked up, his nerves slightly less tense.
"So you don't hate me?" he asked, his oice very soft compared to his usual rumble.
"No!" Serena exclaimed passionately. "Hate you? Never! Who on Earth gave you that idea?"
"You did," he said. "When you jumped from my arms the way you did." Serena blushed, and Darien thought her an angel in that moment.
"That wasn't because I hate you, I could never hate you," Serena said kindly, taking his hand in a move that would normally seem very bold for her. "I just got this feeling, with your arms around me like that. It made me kind of nervous I guess." She looked out across the lake and sighed. He would probably laugh at her any minute now.
"You too?" he asked, startling Serena. "I kind of...well I kind of liked holding you like that." It was Darien's turn to blush. Serena's eyes began to sparkle. She wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a soft kiss on his lips. Darien was momentarily stunned. He found his own arms encircle the tiny frame of Serena, and he kissed her back tenderly. Heat flared between them too intense for even the sun itself to compete with. Darien slowly drew her closer to him, and he leaned her headback slightly. His tongue moved softly across her lips, silently asking for permission to enter, and it was greeted by Serena's. Their tongues rolled about playfully, and the pent up emotions between the young pair was unleashed into a breath taking kiss. Darien broke the kiss, and he leaned his forhead against Serena's. Their breathing was heavy, but both wore the same contented look on their faces. Serena giggled as Darien began to stroke her hair.
"You're beautiful Serena," Darien whispered. Serena blushed a little and placed her head on his chest.
"Its funny how every time I collided with you before, your chest felt like a brick wall," Serena laughed, "but with you holding me like this, it seems softer." Darien smiled, and he laid a small kiss upon her cheek. The sun's last rays danced across the lake with finality, and Serena sighed with the symbolism it brought with it. The days of fierce fighting between them set with the sun that day, and she had a feeling that a different kind of ferocity was about to begin: the ferocity that we call love.