Too Much Sense
*
(Revised version.)
Random Short, Part Four
PG
-Part 4/5-
(Consider yourself - disclaimed!)
*
And what I wouldn't give
To find a soul mate
Someone else to catch this drift
- 'All I Really Want' by Alanis Morissette
*******
Walking carefully, with one hand leaning on the brick fence, Serena
turned the corner. Lifting her head, she watched as a man hurried out
of the house, started his car, and drove off. She looked at the now
vacant space beside the pavement, then gingerly made her way over.
Dropping her bookbag, she sat down.
She'd been bruised heavily in the previous youma fight, and had been
endeavoring to hide it all day. She wasn't going to let this effect
her, she wasn't. She could still go on. It wasn't about proving
anything to them. Not to Luna, not to the scouts.
No.
It was to her, for her. She needed to do this.
She couldn't be a good leader otherwise; what kind of leader can't
take a few hits and deal? She couldn't give them grace or
sophistication, not her; this was the least she could do.
But they didn't need to know.
Stretching her legs out a bit, she couldn't hide a wince.
Which to her fortune or misfortune, someone saw.
"Serena?"
Whipping her head up, she saw Darien only a few paces away. Belatedly,
she realized she'd stopped and sat at the corner where they always
collided.
Cringing away from him on instinct, she regarded him with wide eyes.
She caught a flash of something - hurt? Confusion? - but couldn't
decipher the meaning behind his look. And just as quickly, the look
was gone.
"Are you alright, Serena?" He asked softly.
She blinked after a moment, and then found herself only able to do the
one thing she had already been doing: staring quietly.
After continuing to watch her expressions for a moment, Darien
cautiously sat beside her on the pavement.
It took all her self control not to freak. No, she would not get up
and run.
She wouldn't. Breathe deep. . .look at other things.
Serena took several slow, deep breaths. Darien again looked concerned.
"Serena?"
She turned to look at him again.
"Are you alright?" He repeated.
She watched him for a moment, judging him.
"No." She shook her head, nearly imperceptibly, then turned wide and
fearful eyes to the street. Curling, she picked up her bookbag and
hugged it.
The silence stretched. With a look of understanding, Darien put his
arm around her, holding her. For a moment, she allowed herself to
rest. For a moment. She wanted to drift off, but she refused the
feeling of longing.
Time went by, oh, so slowly.
Eventually everything comes to an end.
Pulling away slowly, Serena couldn't meet his gaze.
"Thank you" she muttered, then slowly got to her feet. Turning away,
she meandered off, blushing furiously at the thought of the weakness
she'd just shown.
She didn't turn, and missed the faint smile on Darien's face. For once
in his life, everything was starting to make sense.
*******
5.22.03
BWAHAHAHAHA! THE REVISION IS FINISHED!
You'd think something like this wouldn't be hard, but it's a fine line
between fluffy-fluff (did I just *say* that?) and absolute crud. Oh
well. And! A shout out to Andrea Gonzales animegirl150@yahoo.com,
who rocks. ^^
http://bunnienet.com/ --Bwa! I have a domain!
peacebunnie@planet-save.com
*
(Revised version.)
Random Short, Part Four
PG
-Part 4/5-
(Consider yourself - disclaimed!)
*
And what I wouldn't give
To find a soul mate
Someone else to catch this drift
- 'All I Really Want' by Alanis Morissette
*******
Walking carefully, with one hand leaning on the brick fence, Serena
turned the corner. Lifting her head, she watched as a man hurried out
of the house, started his car, and drove off. She looked at the now
vacant space beside the pavement, then gingerly made her way over.
Dropping her bookbag, she sat down.
She'd been bruised heavily in the previous youma fight, and had been
endeavoring to hide it all day. She wasn't going to let this effect
her, she wasn't. She could still go on. It wasn't about proving
anything to them. Not to Luna, not to the scouts.
No.
It was to her, for her. She needed to do this.
She couldn't be a good leader otherwise; what kind of leader can't
take a few hits and deal? She couldn't give them grace or
sophistication, not her; this was the least she could do.
But they didn't need to know.
Stretching her legs out a bit, she couldn't hide a wince.
Which to her fortune or misfortune, someone saw.
"Serena?"
Whipping her head up, she saw Darien only a few paces away. Belatedly,
she realized she'd stopped and sat at the corner where they always
collided.
Cringing away from him on instinct, she regarded him with wide eyes.
She caught a flash of something - hurt? Confusion? - but couldn't
decipher the meaning behind his look. And just as quickly, the look
was gone.
"Are you alright, Serena?" He asked softly.
She blinked after a moment, and then found herself only able to do the
one thing she had already been doing: staring quietly.
After continuing to watch her expressions for a moment, Darien
cautiously sat beside her on the pavement.
It took all her self control not to freak. No, she would not get up
and run.
She wouldn't. Breathe deep. . .look at other things.
Serena took several slow, deep breaths. Darien again looked concerned.
"Serena?"
She turned to look at him again.
"Are you alright?" He repeated.
She watched him for a moment, judging him.
"No." She shook her head, nearly imperceptibly, then turned wide and
fearful eyes to the street. Curling, she picked up her bookbag and
hugged it.
The silence stretched. With a look of understanding, Darien put his
arm around her, holding her. For a moment, she allowed herself to
rest. For a moment. She wanted to drift off, but she refused the
feeling of longing.
Time went by, oh, so slowly.
Eventually everything comes to an end.
Pulling away slowly, Serena couldn't meet his gaze.
"Thank you" she muttered, then slowly got to her feet. Turning away,
she meandered off, blushing furiously at the thought of the weakness
she'd just shown.
She didn't turn, and missed the faint smile on Darien's face. For once
in his life, everything was starting to make sense.
*******
5.22.03
BWAHAHAHAHA! THE REVISION IS FINISHED!
You'd think something like this wouldn't be hard, but it's a fine line
between fluffy-fluff (did I just *say* that?) and absolute crud. Oh
well. And! A shout out to Andrea Gonzales animegirl150@yahoo.com,
who rocks. ^^
http://bunnienet.com/ --Bwa! I have a domain!
peacebunnie@planet-save.com