By: Lady Isis

Rating: M

Disclaimer: Don't own don't sue.

Chapter 13

Secret foe

Serena stirred within the green sheets, "Serena?" A soft tentative voice whispered.

"Mmm," she replied groggily, placing her hand over her thumping head, "Andrew?"

"Yes Sere it's me, are you okay?" Andrew asked holding her hand.

"Sore," she answered curtly.

"I should say so," Andrew said, "you're not in good shape."

"My head hurts." Serena moaned, frowning against the strong light flowing into the room.

The headache was remedied as she felt Andrews cool fingers on her forehead, "How's that?" He asked completing the rune.

"Better," Serena replied opening her eyes.

Sitting up Serena was struck by the comforting atmosphere of the room; the walls were painted a dark earthy green which was repeated on the curtains and bed sheets.

"Where am I?" Serena asked.

"You're at my house." Seiya answered walking towards the bed she laid in, "How do you feel?"

"Okay I guess, it could have been worse." Serena said in a light tone.

"I never should have sent you." Seiya sighed bitterly, sitting on the bed and burying his head in his hands.

"Did you dump the car?" Andrew asked.

"Uh-huh."

"Car?" Serena frowned.

"Don't you remember?" Andrew asked his voice laced with concern.

Serena frowned as images began to form in her mind, "I remember," then cut off as a deep blush stole across her cheeks.

"What do you remember…" Seiya prompted his brow raised.

I remember Darien, her blush increasing as she recalled how his hands had touched her and his dominating eyes, focused intently on her their dark depths raging with a burning fire of desire.

"Serena," knocked her from her reverie.

Blinking away the images forming within her mind, she focused on Seiya's stony face and noticed the venomous expression flaring in his eyes. Moving beside the bed she lay in, Seiya bent over and Serena heard the sharp intakes of air as Seiya began to sniff her hair.

"What are you doing!" Serena cried in outrage, pushing way from his chest and scrambling to the other side of the bed.

Seiya scowled as he reached over and pulled her back securing her shoulders against the bed, despite her and Andrew's protests. Wrenching the collar of Darien's shirt away from her neck an inhuman growl rumbled from Seiya's throat as he saw the dark red puncture wounds contrasting against Serena's pale skin.

"He bit you the fucking bastard!" Seiya roared in torment.

Serena bought her hand to her neck and traced Darien's marks, still raw and sensitive to touch but it helped clear her mind.

Seiya's wolf howl resounded hauntingly round the room giving both Serena and Andrew a fright, storming down the stairs the slam of the front door, moments later, resounded round the house sounding ominously final.

"What just happened?" Andrew asked Serena, who replied by telling the story of Seiya's pack slaughter.

"Its getting late, Amy and Ray will be getting worried about me." Serena hinted softly.

"No can do Sere," Andrew quashed, "You might not have noticed, but your not in the best shape to return home and you're wounds are going to need attention. I think it's highly suspicious if Seiya or I stayed over at your apartment to do that."

"Then why can't I stay at yours?"

"Because I have a girlfriend now," Andrew answered.

"You have a girlfriend? You ass hole! Why haven't I met her yet?" Serena bawled.

Springing up she attempted to strangle him, but yelped in pain as she felt her back burn at the sudden movement.

"Don't move Serena!" Andrew scalded, "We couldn't clean or wrap you wound until you were conscious because," Andrew paused trying to think of the right word, "because, well you know why." He shrugged.

"But I don't have any clothes!" Serena exclaimed.

"Relax I bought some of your clothes from your last crash out at my apartment, and some salve. But unfortunately I won't be able to do your wound because I have a date with Rita in half an hour so you're going to have to do it yourself."

"Fine," Serena sighed, "Have a nice time on your date." Serena finished sarcastically, flicking the sheets from her body and heading towards the bathroom.

Darien wrenched the door open of the Mercedes Benz and peered inside, "Damn," he hissed clenching his jaw.

Sniffing the interior he could smell her sweet scent and an alien male smell.

"So you had help, someone found you first, no wonder the car was hard to find." He cursed, slamming the door violently closed.

Leaning against the door he irritably ran his fingers through his hair and looked up into the darkening sky.

"Serena you slipped me this time but next time it's going to be different." He vowed, sliding his hands into his pockets heading towards his car, "You are mine and I'll be damned if you try to stop me."

Serena exited the bathroom and received a shock when she noticed Seiya, leaning casually up against the wall, in the bedroom.

"Hello," She said with a smile, feeling relief as he returned a grin.

"Sorry about earlier," he said.

"Its fine, its fine." Serena reassured with a wave of her hand.

"Andrew left me a note; it says to put the salve on your back." Seiya informed, "So I guess we'll do that now."

"Oh okay," Serena replied, a butterfly forming in her stomach.

Sitting on the bed, Serena decided to get it over with and pulled her tank top off dragging the blankets above her chest. Seconds later she felt the bed dip as Seiya sat down behind her and began to rub the salve onto her back. Serena hissed as the salve burned her wounds, gritting her teeth she closed her watering eyes but couldn't shake the strange feeling that plagued her subconscious that something wasn't right.

Seiya felt himself become aroused every second he was with Serena, so beautiful was the only words he could think of. Herskin was so incredibly pale and soft he wanted to touch it with more than just his fingers, butit's perfectionwas marred by the raw burns on her mid back. Seiya scowled in renewed anger, his hate of Mr De Silva escalating. Serena's nearly in audible hiss of pain bought him back to reality.

"Sorry," he murmured, trailing his fingers feather softly down her back.

The itch in Seiya's fingers increased to a burn as they demanded to touch more of Serena's skin, soon he found himself tracing the contour of her shoulder, his head descending to skim his lips over the line of her small shoulders. Sliding both his hands down her naked shoulders he followed her slender arms over her chest and pulled her close burying his head in her damp locks, breathing in he sighed at the scent of his shampoo and what was naturally Serena.

Yessss, his mind cried in satisfaction, he was finally holdingher.

"Seiya?" Serena called softly.

"Mmm," he replied.

"Can we sleep I'm so tired." Serena asked.

Seiya cursed his insensitivity, "Yeah."

Releasing her, Seiya heard the rustle as Serena pulled on her blue tank top and couldn't suppress the feeling of disappointment.

"I'd better go," Seiya said softly.

"Don't please stay a while," Serena begged.

Scrambling to the side of the bed Serena patted the mattress beside her Seiya sighed and sat back onto the bed.

"Closer," Serena said, "I'm not going to bite you know." Hesitating Seiya slid beside her.

"Seiya I realize that this whole freaking vampire thing is hard on you," she paused, "I mean you lost so much," Serena cut off, looking down at the bed sheets.

Sniffing softly, Serena raising her head and Seiya was shocked to see her luminous orbs clouded with tears, "but I don't want you to do anything irrational, yes sometimes your annoying making me work at nine and ten in the morning but you're my friend I don't want you to get hurt."

"Serena…" Seiya muttered enfolding her within his arms.

"I know I'm being over emotional, but you were so angry just like you were in the pack fight and I don't want you to get hurt like that again." Serena whispered, remembering the bloody mess he was in after the vampire attack.

"Seiya promise me you won't take on a vampire?" She begged, returning her tear filled eyes back to his.

Sighing Seiya pulled Serena against his chest and softly stroked her silken hair, "Serena please don't worry about me."

"But I do worry, I worry about all my friends!"

Seiya's heart ached at being labelled a friend; he wanted to be so much more than that!

"Shhh Serena," Seiya said, placing his finger on her lips, "Lets forget about it."

Time past but Seiya didn't care for the next time he looked down he saw Serena curled up against him, her breathing slow and even as she slept. His mind was numb with happiness, Seiya did nothing but watch her utterly captivated. She looked so peaceful as she slept her face devoid of any expression. Brushing a stray strand of her silvery hair from her face, Seiya cupped her face in his hand and stroked pad of his thumb over her cheek. Scanning her memorized face, his eyes roamed over her features each time being drawn to her pouting lips which he traced with his finger, unable to take the temptation Seiya leaned forwards and gently pressed his mouth against hers in a chaste kiss.

"I love you Serena from the moment I met you," He whispered, "and if that means I have to take on a vampire to have you so be it."

When Serena awoke the next morning she felt refreshed despite being a little stiff, lifting her head she glimpsed at Seiya lying beside her and smiled, he really was a wonderful friend to have.

"Good morning," Serena said, as he stirred.

Initially Seiya looked shocked, and then returned her greeting his eyes glittering happily, "So are you hungry? He asked.

"Uh-huh I'm famished," she replied with a grin.

He smiled down at her his eyes twinkling, "How could I forget your infamous appetite, Andrew also left some clothes for you over there," pointing towards the side cabinet.

"Thanks," Serena yelled as he left the room.

Grabbing the clothes she was delighted to find her ancient pair of jeans (that only seemed to get better with age) however the excitement soon faded when she realized that all he left her was the pair of jeans.

"Damn you Andrew," She cursed, for someone who was sensitive towards women he seemed unable to distinguish that Serena was also a woman and needed more than freaking jeans.

Scowling she slipped off her pyjama pants and pulled the jeans up buttoning them closed, oh well this will just have to do as she went to the bathroom and splashed water on her face. Padding barefoot down the steps her nose was assaulted by the amazing scent of food. Following the sizzling sound Serena ended up in Seiya's kitchen and couldn't help admire it. Like the house it had earthy neutral tones, the walls were a light terracotta and the counters and cupboards a golden maple.

"Wow that smells good," Serena complimented.

"We're having omelettes, their almost ready." Seiya informed.

"Cool," Serena answered, sitting down at his dinner table, "then after this can I go home, Amy and Ray will be worried."

Seiya's flipping of the omelette faltered as he heard her wanting to go home, she didn't know how much her simple statement affected Seiya, he had really loved waking up beside her and he wanted nothing more than to find her in his bed every single morning.

"Yeah sure,' he responded nonchalantly, betraying his feelings within.

Placing the last omelette on the plate he joined Serena and they began to feast upon the hot breakfast.

"This is delicious!" Serena exclaimed her eyes lighting up, "like Litas."

"Oh no don't compare me to her, she's a cuisine genius." Seiya laughed.

As Serena ate she studied Seiya, he was handsome with his tanned skin, blue eyes and long mahogany locks which he insisted to wear in a respectable pony tail, but what she couldn't figure out was why he wasn't married or in any relationship. In all the time she had known him, Serena had never seen him with a girlfriend or on a date for that matter, sometimes she thought by inheriting the Revell business at such a young age it was slowly strangling Seiya, eating him away.

"So I guess I should take you home now." Seiya stated softly, gathering the plates and dropping them into the sink.

"Yeah I need more clothes, Andrews such an idiot he didn't give me any proper clothes, in his mind I'm just another guy." She sighed in exasperation.

Yeah right, eyeing her distinctly feminine figure, he got to be an idiot to mistake her as a guy, his eyes lingering on her full breasts.

"Well lets go," he said grabbing his keys and heading to the door, his body tingling with lust.

000

So her name is Serena the lone figure thought, returning back to what he was reading he continued scanning the rest of her file, the large room he isolated himself in was dark except for the moonlight and roaring fire glowing in the hearth.

Name: Serena Serenity Lennox

Age: 20

Sex: Female

Date of birth: 30 June 1983

Father: Romain Inthero Lennox

Mother: Serenity Selene Lennox

Height: 5'4

Eye colour: Blue

Hair colour: Blond

Marital Status: Unmarried

Employment: Revell Reserve Bank

Nice record, Six week Suspension, breaking and entering, stealing, vandalism…Your quite the trouble maker.

Picking up the included photo he looked at the happy smiling face of Serena, very beautiful too bad you're going to die soon he sneered, his eyes glittering with darkness, revenge would be sweet as he crushed the photo in his hand and threw it into the raging fire, burn in hell bitch.

Yes it's sorta short which I'm not very happy about but that's all I could do till the next chapter.

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