A.N: Hello guys! I'm back. Man, I've been uber busy lately. I'm gonna update every 2 days, is that good with all of you?
HARRY POTTER MOVIE IS OUT! Yeah. Just like to point it out to you, I'm stoked.
Alright, here's the next chapter!
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Chapter 24: Good night Kiss
Serena hadn't seen Sam since she got home. He was in his room, messing around on the computer. Irene finally called him out.
"I'm coming!" Sam's voice came from upstairs.
"I don't believe him! His sister comes home and he doesn't even come down to greet her," Irene said shaking her head disapprovingly as she saw his feet appear at the top of the flight of stairs.
He ran down, a grin on his face. "Serena!" He yelled going up to her and giving her a hug. Serena smiled back, embracing her little brother. When they let go, Serena messed up his hair, teasing. Sam turned and noticed Darien for the first time, who was standing by Irene. "Hey," he said, trying to sound cool.
Darien smiled at him. "Hey," he replied.
"Alright everyone, take a seat, and let's eat!" Irene said happily, taking off her apron and sitting at the end of the table, her husband at the other end.
Darien and Serena sat by each other on one side of the table, Sam took a seat on the opposite side.
"This looks wonderful Mrs. Tsukino," Darien said, throwing her a charming smile, taking some mashed potatoes.
"Aw, thank you dear," Irene said, glowing with joy. "Please, call me Irene. I'd prefer that much better," she reminded him again.
He smiled and nodded, passing the bowl of mashed potatoes to Serena. Darien tried the best he could to avoid eye contact with Serena's father.
Ken cleared his throat while he put some salad on his plate. "Darien, do you live nearby the University?" Ken asked, not looking at Darien.
Darien swallowed his food, and nodded. "Well, I live with my friend Andrew. His house is about an hour or so away, so we just live in the dorm. Right across the hallway from Serena actually," Darien said, pointing his fork at Serena.
When Ken heard that sentence come out of Darien's mouth, he automatically stopped chewing, immediately looking up towards Darien. Across the hallway from Serena!
Darien smiled at Ken, not knowing what else to say. He saw the scornful look in Ken's eyes and turned his head away, pretending to cough. "Er… great steak Irene," Darien said quickly, trying to move away from the conversation.
Serena sat in between her father and Darien, feeling tension between the two. She threw her father glare for putting Darien on the spot. I can't believe he gave Darien that look!
Irene glanced at the three of them. Ken looked angry, Serena looked uncomfortable and angry, and Darien looked nervous and terrified. Sam was just minding his own business, eating his food. Ken.. Irene thought, scolding him inside her head. "I made apple pie," Irene said to break the sudden silence that fell on the dinner table.
"Oh, you'll love my mother's apple pie," Serena said, smiling at Darien sweetly, gently touching his arm.
Ken took notice of that, his face contorting into a frown.
Darien smiled back at Serena, nodding. "Sounds great," he said, forking up some mash potatoes. I should have gone with Andrew, Darien thought as he looked at Ken from the corner of his eyes. He was staring Darien down like a hawk.
After everyone had second helpings, Irene got up and went into the kitchen to get the apple pie out of the oven. As she got up, she looked at Ken; who at the time was staring daggers at Darien. "Ken, could you come with me into the kitchen please?" Irene asked, sounding as sweet as she always did.
Ken looked up suddenly. "Why?"
"Because I told you too," Irene said, her voice getting a litter stern. Ken knew better than to make her upset, so he stood up and followed her into the kitchen.
Once they were in there, she turned towards him, frowning at him. "What is your problem Ken! You ruined my dinner," she said unhappily, opening up the oven.
"I did not ruin dinner," Ken defended himself, leaning up against the counter. "That boy lives right across the hallway from Serena, Irene! What do you think of that!" Ken asked incredulously.
"I think that you should TRUST our daughter is what I think! And I also think you need to leave that boy alone. He has a name, Ken! Be respectful," she said, trying not to raise her voice any higher.
Ken frowned, his eyebrows furrowing together. "I do trust Serena! I just don't trust that boy," he argued.
"Darien, Ken! Darien! His name is Darien," Irene yelled, her voice now loud.
Darien and Serena sat at the dinner table awkwardly eating. They could hear them bickering in through the kitchen doors. Serena put her fork down, looking upset and sad.
"I'm sorry, Darien," she said quietly, putting her forehead in her hands.
"No, it's alright Serena," He said soothingly.
Sam, who was sitting right across the table from them, ate in silence, pretending not to listen.
Serena pouted. "Did my dad say something to you upstairs, Darien? I know he did. I saw the look on your face when you came downstairs," she said, turning to look him in the eyes.
Darien coughed and looked down from her stare. "Um, no. He didn't say anything," he lied taking a drink of water.
"Don't lie to me," Serena said, forcing him to look her in the eyes.
Darien gave an exasperated sigh, now toying around with his food. He was about to tell her when Irene burst through the kitchen door, smiling as if nothing happened. She carried out the apple pie, wearing kitchen mitts.
"Apple pie everyone! Warm and delicious," she said grinning, putting the pie down gently with care.
Ken's face looked scornful as he took a seat, not making eye contact with anyone.
"Would you like a piece Darien?" Irene asked nicely as she picked up a knife.
"Yes, thank you," he said politely, smiling.
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It was well after 9 o'clock when they all got finished with dinner and chatting with one another.
Irene got up and took the plates away, forcing Darien and Serena to go take a shower and go to bed early.
Ken hadn't said a word after he had a talk with his wife in the kitchen. All he knew was that he didn't like Darien.
When Darien had showered and dressed, he went into his guestroom. I need to go say good night to Serena, he thought as he headed towards the door.
Darien opened the door and went over to Serena's door, which was closed. He was about to knock when he heard someone's throat clear.
Darien looked off to his right. He saw Ken sitting in a chair at the end of the hallway with a book in his hands.
"Going somewhere?" Ken asked, looking over the rims of his glasses.
"Erm… I was just going to say good night to Serena," Darien answered awkwardly, glancing at Ken.
"You're spending the whole week here, Darien. You'll see her all the time, is saying good night to hear really necessary?" Ken asked.
Darien scratched his head subconsciously. "I guess not," he said, starting to feel nervous.
Ken nodded. "Well, you should go to bed. I bet you're tired after that long flight over here," he said, not taking his eyes off of Darien.
Darien just nodded at him, and headed back to his room. "Um.. good night Mr. Tsukino."
"Night," Ken replied, not sounding too pleasant.
Ken was a stubborn man when it came down to it. And he was going to be staying in that chair all night long, making sure Darien stayed away from his daughter.
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Serena quietly opened her door around 2 a.m. When she peaked out, she saw that her dad had fallen asleep in his chair, his head bobbing around.
She quietly tip-toed over to the guestroom, and opened the door gently. She pushed the door open slowly; making sure it wouldn't make a squeaking noise. Her eyes were on her dad the entire time, making sure he wouldn't wake up.
When she got the door halfway open, she squeezed in, and closed the door quietly behind her.
The guestroom was dark, and she heard heavy breathing coming from the bed. She knew Darien was asleep. She smiled to herself, and went over to the bed, and quietly climbed in without disturbing Darien. She lie on her side so she could look at his face. The moonlight from the window was bright enough so that she could see the outline of his face.
She brought her hand up and gently stroked his face. Darien woke up suddenly, turning his head.
When he realized it was Serena, he automatically sat up in bed. "Serena! What are you doing in here?" he whispered quietly, looking at his door, afraid that Ken would come bursting through his door with a shotgun in hand.
"I didn't get to say good night to you," she whispered back, smiling innocently up at him in the dark.
"No Serena, you can't do this. Your dad already doesn't like me. If he finds out you're in here, I'm gonna be dead," he whispered, turning his head to look back at her.
"I just wanted a good night kiss," she said quietly, still lying on the bed.
Darien sighed, smiling down at her. He looked at the clock by the night stand; it read 2:15 a.m.
"Fine, one quick kiss, and you're gone," he said, bringing his head down to her. He pecked her quickly on the lips. "Alright, go," Darien said, nervously looking at the door.
Serena pouted. "Darien, that was NOT a kiss at all," she whined quietly.
"I'm sorry Serena, but I feel uncomfortable kissing you in your parent's house," he whispered.
"Why?" she asked, propping herself up on her elbow.
"Because… ," he answered quickly. "Serena, please get out. I don't want you and me to get in trouble!" he turned on a lamp on his night stand. The light was bright, so they squinted for awhile until their eyes got adjusted to it. Darien looked at Serena. She was under his covers wearing cute pajamas that had bunnies on it. Her hair was tied up in a bun. Even thought she was in pajamas, Darien thought she looked beautiful.
"Please?" she whispered, moving closer to him. "I want a REAL kiss."
Darien sighed and looked down at her. She just looked so cute. But what if her dad walks in here? He thought as he stared into her blue eyes. It would look really bad. She's in my bed… underneath the covers, he told himself. Even though those thoughts were swirling around in his head, he brought his lips down to hers anyways. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she gave a small moan. He explored every crevice of her mouth, savoring it, just in case he wouldn't be able to kiss her again for another week. Serena gave another moan, making him suddenly aroused. His body was now halfway lying on top of hers as they kissed, Serena's hand in his hair. Darien's thoughts about her father completely left him. His mouth broke away from hers and he moved down to her neck, nibbling and sucking on it. Serena gasped and moaned in surprise. He'd never done that to her before. Serena felt a whirl of different sensations running through her body. All she knew was that she wanted more. Darien's mouth traveled down to her collar bone, kissing and caressing each spot he came to.
Then, something clicked in Darien's head, and he stopped, and brought his body away from her. Both of them were out of breath, looking at one another. Darien saw desire and lust in her eyes as he looked into them. He ran his hand through his hair. Serena sat up, looking confused.
"What's wrong?" she asked, looking worried.
"What we were doing was wrong," he said breathing in deeply. Darien could feel his arousal underneath the blanket. "Serena, we can't do that here. Not at your house," he said, looking her in the eyes.
She nodded slowly. "Alright," she said quietly, climbing out of bed.
"Night, Serena," he said softly, watching her leave.
"Night Darien," she whispered back quietly. Waving sadly at him as she opened the door. I love you.
