Kiss Me!-chapter 2
AN: Second chapter, whoohoo!! Its kind of shortish, but I needed it to help get the plot rolling. So, I hope you like it, and as usual I ask...PLEASE REVIEW ME!!!! ::blushes to a deep shade of crimson:: Sorry, I got a little carried away...oh, and Sailor Moon is by no means mine (no matter how hard I wish). Neither is the Adidas name and all that good stuff....
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Serena smiled to herself as she snuggled deeper into her blankets. She replayed the memory of Darien walking her back to her apartment that night.
****FLASHBACK*****
His hand was entwined with her own, and there was a gentle heat that enveloped them. His jacket was draped loosely around her shoulders and she was swimming in the scent of him. When they reached her door, he planted a soft butterfly kiss on her lips. She wrapped her arms around him again, his jacket falling to the floor. His tongue gently probed her mouth, exploring every nook and cranny. Their lips were tender as the kiss deepened, and a fire burned in their hearts. They lost themselves in each other's kiss and passion burned intensely. As the kiss grew lighter and Darien pulled back, Serena sighed. A small smile toyed charmingly with the corners of Darien's mouth, and Serena giggled.
"What?" Darien asked.
"You're just so cute when you get that look on your face," Serena said. Darien blushed.
"Thank you," he said, kissing her sweetly on her cheek. He picked up his jacket and pulled it on. He looked at the jacket when it was on, and he sighed. "I have to admit, this looks a whole lot better on you." Serena giggled, the sound lucid like silver bells ringing. Darien let her laughter wash over him, and he felt warm. He pecked her softly on the lips and turned to walk away. "See you soon, Meatball head." She rolled her eyes as he walked away.
*******END OF FLASHBACK*****
Now that she thought about it, maybe Meatball Head wasn't SUCH a bad nick name...but only Darien would be allowed to say it. She breathed in and settled deeper into the soft pillow. Her eyes closed, and she was lost in a peaceful sleep. Dreams of kissing Darien floated into her head, and she smiled in her sleep. She dreamt that they were once more in the park, watching the sun make its descent into the lake. His arms were securely around her, and she was nestled lovingly against his strong frame. As the sun disappeared, he kissed her softly, his free hand toying with a strand of her golden hair. The fragrant smell of roses drowned her in a moment of pure bliss. Serena jumped with the sound ofher alarm clock, and shut it off begrudgingly.
"Stupid alarm..." she muttered as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Serena sat up and yawned, her arms above her head while she stretched. She placed her feet on the floor and and they sunk into the soft carpet. As she stood up, a smile crossed her face. {Now I remember the reason I set my alarm...} she thought. {Mina's coming back!} Serena smiled at the thought of her best friend and roommate. She was finally coming back from visiting her mother in France. Serena crossed the room and turned on the light in the bathroom. As she turned on the hot water in the shower, she sighed. she had missed Mina so much...and Mina was going to DIE when she found out about her and Darien. Serena laughed, shaking her head, and undressed. When she felt the warm water run across her body, she felt all of her morning grumpiness wash away down the drain. Her long golden hair took a good bit of time to work through and wash, but Serena always enjoyed standing in the shower, so long as the water was warm. When the last bit of conditioner ran out of her hair, Serena turned the water off. Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed the fluffy white towel off the rack and wrapped it around her dripping body. Picking up the silver comb from the counter, Serena began to lazily run it through her hair. Though a strenuous process, Serena didn't mind the time it took to detangle her hair. And she would NEVER, EVER cut it. No, she loved her hair the way it was, and though it took large amounts of time to care for it, it was a part of her, as much as her eyes were. Opening the door, she walked into her bedroom, and she opened the closet. {What to wear, what to wear...} she pondered, looking over her clothes.
"Ah-ha!" she shouted out loud to noone. She picked out a pair of blue jean shorts and a pink t-shirt. She smiled as she read it: "Kissable, why yes I am!" The lettering was in a glossy maroon cursive. As Serena dressed, she thought about Darien. {Is he up yet? Did he think about me? Is he thinking of me now?} Serena laughed at herself. Never had a guy stolen so much of her thoughts, but Serena didn't really mind. As she pulled on her soft cotton socks, she thought about her hair. Should she put it up like usual, or should she try something different? {The usual} she thought. Serena walked over to her mirror, and she put on some make-up; some light foundation, some mascara, a little blush, and to finish it all up, some shiny pink lip gloss. She checked herself over in the mirror, and she nodded aprovingly. She slipped on her plain white Adidas Classics, and she grabbed her keys from the hook. As she locked her doors and made her way down the stairs, she smiled. Mina was coming home! Leaving her apartment building, she hailed a cab and climbed inside.
"Take me to the airport please," she said, placing her keys into her pocket. The driver clicked the meter on, and he drove off towards their destination. Traffic was light today, so the trip lasted minutes, at best.
"That'll be $7.50," the driver said, holding out his hand. Serena handed him the money, and she climbed out. People were bustling around her, either coming or going, and some were like her, picking up someone. She thought about what gate Mina had said to meet her at, and at length, she remembered. {Gate 13 at noon} Serena thought. She looked down at her silver watch and smiled. She was right on time. After a quick look around, Serena found the gate, and she seated herself on a bench to wait. She twirled a piece of her golden hair around in her fingers, and she sighed with impatience.
"Flight 143 from Paris, France now unloading in gate 13,' a voice said over the loudspeaker. Seerena stood up, and she waited by the gate. People walked past her, some young couples, a few mothers with children, and finally came Mina.
"Serena!" she cried as she dropped her bags and wrapped her arms around her best friend. "I mised you so much!" Serena smiled, and she squeezed Mina gently.
"Oh, I missed you too!" she said. "Let's get your bags and go home." Mina nodded, and after grabbing her bags, all seven of them, they climbed into a cab. Mina chattered away happily about France. She talked about the hott guys, the way it lit up at night, and about the amazing shops lining the streets. Serena listened patiently, and she smiled. She really HAD missed Mina. When they pulled up at their apartment, Mina squealed with delight.
"Oh, there really is no place like home!" Mina cried. Serena paid the driver, and the pair of beautiful blondes made their way to their apartment. Serena dropped the bags she was carrying and unlocked the door. When she bent down to pick them back up, she found a small white envelope on her doorstep. On the back it said: "Serena". She picked it up and, tucking it under her arm, carried the bags inside. She could hear Mina in the other room throwing about random exclamations over how much she had missed her room, her things. Serena dropped the bags on the living room floor and went into her room. Sitting down on the bed, she carefully tore open the envelope.
"Dear Serena,
I wanted to tell you how much watching that sunset at the lake with you meant to me. It was truly amazing, though I'm not sure if its because I was with you or because it was just so beautiful; I've changed my mind, it was definately because I was with you. Meet me outside your apartment building tonight at 7.
Yours Truly,
Darien "
Serena sighed and fell backwards onto her bed, clutching the letter to her chest. It was so sweet! Mina came into the doorway and sighed.
"So," she said, "who's the lucky man?"
AN: Second chapter, whoohoo!! Its kind of shortish, but I needed it to help get the plot rolling. So, I hope you like it, and as usual I ask...PLEASE REVIEW ME!!!! ::blushes to a deep shade of crimson:: Sorry, I got a little carried away...oh, and Sailor Moon is by no means mine (no matter how hard I wish). Neither is the Adidas name and all that good stuff....
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Serena smiled to herself as she snuggled deeper into her blankets. She replayed the memory of Darien walking her back to her apartment that night.
****FLASHBACK*****
His hand was entwined with her own, and there was a gentle heat that enveloped them. His jacket was draped loosely around her shoulders and she was swimming in the scent of him. When they reached her door, he planted a soft butterfly kiss on her lips. She wrapped her arms around him again, his jacket falling to the floor. His tongue gently probed her mouth, exploring every nook and cranny. Their lips were tender as the kiss deepened, and a fire burned in their hearts. They lost themselves in each other's kiss and passion burned intensely. As the kiss grew lighter and Darien pulled back, Serena sighed. A small smile toyed charmingly with the corners of Darien's mouth, and Serena giggled.
"What?" Darien asked.
"You're just so cute when you get that look on your face," Serena said. Darien blushed.
"Thank you," he said, kissing her sweetly on her cheek. He picked up his jacket and pulled it on. He looked at the jacket when it was on, and he sighed. "I have to admit, this looks a whole lot better on you." Serena giggled, the sound lucid like silver bells ringing. Darien let her laughter wash over him, and he felt warm. He pecked her softly on the lips and turned to walk away. "See you soon, Meatball head." She rolled her eyes as he walked away.
*******END OF FLASHBACK*****
Now that she thought about it, maybe Meatball Head wasn't SUCH a bad nick name...but only Darien would be allowed to say it. She breathed in and settled deeper into the soft pillow. Her eyes closed, and she was lost in a peaceful sleep. Dreams of kissing Darien floated into her head, and she smiled in her sleep. She dreamt that they were once more in the park, watching the sun make its descent into the lake. His arms were securely around her, and she was nestled lovingly against his strong frame. As the sun disappeared, he kissed her softly, his free hand toying with a strand of her golden hair. The fragrant smell of roses drowned her in a moment of pure bliss. Serena jumped with the sound ofher alarm clock, and shut it off begrudgingly.
"Stupid alarm..." she muttered as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Serena sat up and yawned, her arms above her head while she stretched. She placed her feet on the floor and and they sunk into the soft carpet. As she stood up, a smile crossed her face. {Now I remember the reason I set my alarm...} she thought. {Mina's coming back!} Serena smiled at the thought of her best friend and roommate. She was finally coming back from visiting her mother in France. Serena crossed the room and turned on the light in the bathroom. As she turned on the hot water in the shower, she sighed. she had missed Mina so much...and Mina was going to DIE when she found out about her and Darien. Serena laughed, shaking her head, and undressed. When she felt the warm water run across her body, she felt all of her morning grumpiness wash away down the drain. Her long golden hair took a good bit of time to work through and wash, but Serena always enjoyed standing in the shower, so long as the water was warm. When the last bit of conditioner ran out of her hair, Serena turned the water off. Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed the fluffy white towel off the rack and wrapped it around her dripping body. Picking up the silver comb from the counter, Serena began to lazily run it through her hair. Though a strenuous process, Serena didn't mind the time it took to detangle her hair. And she would NEVER, EVER cut it. No, she loved her hair the way it was, and though it took large amounts of time to care for it, it was a part of her, as much as her eyes were. Opening the door, she walked into her bedroom, and she opened the closet. {What to wear, what to wear...} she pondered, looking over her clothes.
"Ah-ha!" she shouted out loud to noone. She picked out a pair of blue jean shorts and a pink t-shirt. She smiled as she read it: "Kissable, why yes I am!" The lettering was in a glossy maroon cursive. As Serena dressed, she thought about Darien. {Is he up yet? Did he think about me? Is he thinking of me now?} Serena laughed at herself. Never had a guy stolen so much of her thoughts, but Serena didn't really mind. As she pulled on her soft cotton socks, she thought about her hair. Should she put it up like usual, or should she try something different? {The usual} she thought. Serena walked over to her mirror, and she put on some make-up; some light foundation, some mascara, a little blush, and to finish it all up, some shiny pink lip gloss. She checked herself over in the mirror, and she nodded aprovingly. She slipped on her plain white Adidas Classics, and she grabbed her keys from the hook. As she locked her doors and made her way down the stairs, she smiled. Mina was coming home! Leaving her apartment building, she hailed a cab and climbed inside.
"Take me to the airport please," she said, placing her keys into her pocket. The driver clicked the meter on, and he drove off towards their destination. Traffic was light today, so the trip lasted minutes, at best.
"That'll be $7.50," the driver said, holding out his hand. Serena handed him the money, and she climbed out. People were bustling around her, either coming or going, and some were like her, picking up someone. She thought about what gate Mina had said to meet her at, and at length, she remembered. {Gate 13 at noon} Serena thought. She looked down at her silver watch and smiled. She was right on time. After a quick look around, Serena found the gate, and she seated herself on a bench to wait. She twirled a piece of her golden hair around in her fingers, and she sighed with impatience.
"Flight 143 from Paris, France now unloading in gate 13,' a voice said over the loudspeaker. Seerena stood up, and she waited by the gate. People walked past her, some young couples, a few mothers with children, and finally came Mina.
"Serena!" she cried as she dropped her bags and wrapped her arms around her best friend. "I mised you so much!" Serena smiled, and she squeezed Mina gently.
"Oh, I missed you too!" she said. "Let's get your bags and go home." Mina nodded, and after grabbing her bags, all seven of them, they climbed into a cab. Mina chattered away happily about France. She talked about the hott guys, the way it lit up at night, and about the amazing shops lining the streets. Serena listened patiently, and she smiled. She really HAD missed Mina. When they pulled up at their apartment, Mina squealed with delight.
"Oh, there really is no place like home!" Mina cried. Serena paid the driver, and the pair of beautiful blondes made their way to their apartment. Serena dropped the bags she was carrying and unlocked the door. When she bent down to pick them back up, she found a small white envelope on her doorstep. On the back it said: "Serena". She picked it up and, tucking it under her arm, carried the bags inside. She could hear Mina in the other room throwing about random exclamations over how much she had missed her room, her things. Serena dropped the bags on the living room floor and went into her room. Sitting down on the bed, she carefully tore open the envelope.
"Dear Serena,
I wanted to tell you how much watching that sunset at the lake with you meant to me. It was truly amazing, though I'm not sure if its because I was with you or because it was just so beautiful; I've changed my mind, it was definately because I was with you. Meet me outside your apartment building tonight at 7.
Yours Truly,
Darien "
Serena sighed and fell backwards onto her bed, clutching the letter to her chest. It was so sweet! Mina came into the doorway and sighed.
"So," she said, "who's the lucky man?"