Moving On (Alternate Reality) Chapter 2
(By: R e m e m b e r)
(KristinaAnne84@aol.com)
(March 20, 2004)
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It's an alternate reality fic!!! *screams* Nooooo! LOL. No Sailors, sorry. But the characters are here. Don't worry. ^_^ (BTW...I'm not sure of Serena's last name...so I'm afraid I had to make one up. Sorry)
I don't own Sailor Moon...never will. Naoko does. Go her!
R&R please.
And thank you all so much for the comments. They mean alot! Keep em comming. And I promise that this is going somewhere. And! it'll even have Darien and Serena interaction soon! More specifically....human interaction that has been missing from this and the last chapter. ^_^
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Darien Shields was reading a magazine article that he had promised his fiancee, Courtney, that he'd read. It had something to do with the wedding, and that was all he got. His mind wasn't into reading about the wedding right now, and he could only pick up a few words before his mind went elsewhere.
Finally, he couldn't take reading this anymore, and tossed the magazine down onto his coffee table, then tossed his head back and sighed.
Lifting his head, Darien looked around their apartment. It started out as his own as after he moved out of his last apartment...that he lived in with Serena...and now it was Courtney and his.
Courtney. She was a sweet woman. Granted their relationship started out as a taken man and his mistress, that evolved into an engaged couple. She was beautiful with curly brown hair and brown, chocolate eyes.
He did love her. But there were time he'd look at her, and silently wish he had the heart to curse her. If she hadn't come into his life, who knows where his and Serena's relationship could have gotten. Maybe it would have spiraled into a bad relationship that no ammount of help could fix it. Or maybe they'd have overcome what bad things there were and maybe even gotten married like they both planned.
But fait must of had it's way of telling him that life with that blonde haired woman just wasn't in the cards. Darien was meant to be with Courtney...while Serena was meant to be with someone else.
After their breakup, he avoided her until it was no longer possible. He just kept running into her, but it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. As friends, they seemed to overlook the negatives that they had had as lovers.
Alright, Darien would admit, that there were times he'd think about Serena in more than a friendly way. But he convinced himself that it was normal considering their past.
And everything was just that...their past. Even if they didn't see eachother very often, the fact that they got along and smiled to eachother made it a much better experience.
Darien layed down on his back, and placed his right arm over his eyes. He didn't regret proposing to Courtney, and didn't regret that she said yes. But for the past month that they had been officially engaged, his thoughts had been going back to Serena. He wouldn't openly admit to anyone, including Andrew, that a part of him still wanted Serena to be the one he gave his vows to. He wished he could promise his love and life to her in front of their friends and family.
His thoughts went back to a particular moment that they had had two years ago.
***
Darien entered his apartment, and could hear soft singing comming from the kitchen. He smiled as he set his wallet and keys down on the small table in the hallway, and made his way towards the singer.
With her back to him, Serena was standing at the counter, eating something while reading the newspaper. She was wearing one of his large, oversized, tshirts. Her hair was up in her meatballs, but was a mess, and clearly needed to be brushed and redone. She had a white sock on her left foot, but her right foot was bare.
Serena was singing along to some pop song comming from the small radio on the counter. Darien smiled as he crossed his arms, and leaned to his left against the doorframe of the kitchen.
Darien cleared his throat, and Serena turned around. She blushed in slight embarrassment at being caught like that.
"You look like you just rolled out bed," he said, not moving, but still smiling at her.
Serena scratched her head with her right hand, "Yeah. Woke up about an hour ago. Home for lunch?"
Darien stood up and walked over to her, taking a strawberry from her breakfast of fruit and toast, "Yeah. I wanted to take you to that diner down the street, but my lunch break is only so long, and I don't think there's time for that."
After Darien finished his strawberry, Serena reached down and picked up a grape and fed it to him, "Should've called, and I'd have been awake and dressed."
Darien held the hand that just fed him, and kissed her fingertips gently, "Next time I will."
Serena wrapped her arms around his neck, "I missed you last night. I was hoping I'd see you before I went to sleep."
He placed his arms on her waist, "I'm sorry, Meatball Head. We've been training those new nurses, and trust me, they're a handful."
She ran her right hand through his hair, "Do I have competition?"
Smiling, Darien kissed her lips, "Never. It's you and me, forever."
***
That was a perfect moment, but it was less than a month after that, that they began having trouble. But he did remember how that moment led to a wonderful lunch hour, that didn't even involve eating. He had returned to work a little late, but the smile on his face told others it'd be a mistake to question his wherabouts.
Darien rolled over onto his side and faced the back of his couch, and shut his eyes. He drifted off to sleep, not thinking about the woman in his life...but the woman was once in his life, but still invaded his dreams.
(By: R e m e m b e r)
(KristinaAnne84@aol.com)
(March 20, 2004)
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It's an alternate reality fic!!! *screams* Nooooo! LOL. No Sailors, sorry. But the characters are here. Don't worry. ^_^ (BTW...I'm not sure of Serena's last name...so I'm afraid I had to make one up. Sorry)
I don't own Sailor Moon...never will. Naoko does. Go her!
R&R please.
And thank you all so much for the comments. They mean alot! Keep em comming. And I promise that this is going somewhere. And! it'll even have Darien and Serena interaction soon! More specifically....human interaction that has been missing from this and the last chapter. ^_^
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Darien Shields was reading a magazine article that he had promised his fiancee, Courtney, that he'd read. It had something to do with the wedding, and that was all he got. His mind wasn't into reading about the wedding right now, and he could only pick up a few words before his mind went elsewhere.
Finally, he couldn't take reading this anymore, and tossed the magazine down onto his coffee table, then tossed his head back and sighed.
Lifting his head, Darien looked around their apartment. It started out as his own as after he moved out of his last apartment...that he lived in with Serena...and now it was Courtney and his.
Courtney. She was a sweet woman. Granted their relationship started out as a taken man and his mistress, that evolved into an engaged couple. She was beautiful with curly brown hair and brown, chocolate eyes.
He did love her. But there were time he'd look at her, and silently wish he had the heart to curse her. If she hadn't come into his life, who knows where his and Serena's relationship could have gotten. Maybe it would have spiraled into a bad relationship that no ammount of help could fix it. Or maybe they'd have overcome what bad things there were and maybe even gotten married like they both planned.
But fait must of had it's way of telling him that life with that blonde haired woman just wasn't in the cards. Darien was meant to be with Courtney...while Serena was meant to be with someone else.
After their breakup, he avoided her until it was no longer possible. He just kept running into her, but it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. As friends, they seemed to overlook the negatives that they had had as lovers.
Alright, Darien would admit, that there were times he'd think about Serena in more than a friendly way. But he convinced himself that it was normal considering their past.
And everything was just that...their past. Even if they didn't see eachother very often, the fact that they got along and smiled to eachother made it a much better experience.
Darien layed down on his back, and placed his right arm over his eyes. He didn't regret proposing to Courtney, and didn't regret that she said yes. But for the past month that they had been officially engaged, his thoughts had been going back to Serena. He wouldn't openly admit to anyone, including Andrew, that a part of him still wanted Serena to be the one he gave his vows to. He wished he could promise his love and life to her in front of their friends and family.
His thoughts went back to a particular moment that they had had two years ago.
***
Darien entered his apartment, and could hear soft singing comming from the kitchen. He smiled as he set his wallet and keys down on the small table in the hallway, and made his way towards the singer.
With her back to him, Serena was standing at the counter, eating something while reading the newspaper. She was wearing one of his large, oversized, tshirts. Her hair was up in her meatballs, but was a mess, and clearly needed to be brushed and redone. She had a white sock on her left foot, but her right foot was bare.
Serena was singing along to some pop song comming from the small radio on the counter. Darien smiled as he crossed his arms, and leaned to his left against the doorframe of the kitchen.
Darien cleared his throat, and Serena turned around. She blushed in slight embarrassment at being caught like that.
"You look like you just rolled out bed," he said, not moving, but still smiling at her.
Serena scratched her head with her right hand, "Yeah. Woke up about an hour ago. Home for lunch?"
Darien stood up and walked over to her, taking a strawberry from her breakfast of fruit and toast, "Yeah. I wanted to take you to that diner down the street, but my lunch break is only so long, and I don't think there's time for that."
After Darien finished his strawberry, Serena reached down and picked up a grape and fed it to him, "Should've called, and I'd have been awake and dressed."
Darien held the hand that just fed him, and kissed her fingertips gently, "Next time I will."
Serena wrapped her arms around his neck, "I missed you last night. I was hoping I'd see you before I went to sleep."
He placed his arms on her waist, "I'm sorry, Meatball Head. We've been training those new nurses, and trust me, they're a handful."
She ran her right hand through his hair, "Do I have competition?"
Smiling, Darien kissed her lips, "Never. It's you and me, forever."
***
That was a perfect moment, but it was less than a month after that, that they began having trouble. But he did remember how that moment led to a wonderful lunch hour, that didn't even involve eating. He had returned to work a little late, but the smile on his face told others it'd be a mistake to question his wherabouts.
Darien rolled over onto his side and faced the back of his couch, and shut his eyes. He drifted off to sleep, not thinking about the woman in his life...but the woman was once in his life, but still invaded his dreams.