Yay! Another Chapter! I'm sorry it took sooooooo loonnnggg to get out but it's out right? I've been doing school and life and other stories so it's taken a while. Sorry about that! REVIEW!
Lovers
The sound of wind rapping at the terrace doors woke Darien from his sleep, his eyes immediately fell on the golden beauty beside him, making him frown. Realizing that he'd let himself be compromised by his own animal instincts was a terrible thought. He didn't want to be invested in a relationship… did he? Yet… he certainly had one now. He watched as Serena lay in is arms looking so peaceful and angelic, that he couldn't help but let his cold exterior melt along with his heart. He'd done the right thing, Andrew didn't deserve her and now, she was his. Being careful not to wake her he carefully slipped out of the warm bed into the crisp air, and walked to the fireplace, which he switched off all the while recalling the previous nights events. How utterly amazing the whole experience had been and now he wanted more, wanted her; but now was not the time. He had to leave and go to work where he would face Andrew yet again and who knows what he'd do but then again, who cared?
Darien managed to make it through his morning routine without waking his new lover, and slipped out of the apartment like room into the outside world. Seiya was walking down the hall at the same time, spotting his brother and grinning profusely. "Darien." Seiya cooed with a playful yet chastising tone. "A little late this morning?"
"No, Seiya, I'm not." Darien began to walk down the stairs only to be followed by his grinning brother who he knew, was going to make some sort of remark that would piss him off. "Before you say anything I'm going to advise you not to." The long haired man only nodded in thought but continued to follow his brother to the front door.
"So… are you done with her now? Can I have her back?" Seiya asked genuinely making his older brother freeze in his steps. "I mean, we all know you don't want any sort of relationship so… yeah." Darien was unable to move for a moment, what was his brother saying exactly? Did he actually care for Serena as well?
"What? Seiya. You're not being serious?" Darien turned to Seiya who stood there with an unsure expression. "No I'm not done with her and no you can't have her. She's not property and plus, her and I are an item now, so, while I'm gone she's in charge." He could hardly believe the words that were flowing from his mouth and even before Seiya's jaw dropped to the floor Darien knew the weight of his words.
"D… Darien! There's no way you… you love her. You don't love anyone! You're a sociopath you've said so yourself! All those people you've… I don't believe you… I can't! If you fall for her you know… you know you're going to lose a great deal of respectability… you know it!" Darien said nothing; he did know it was true. Actually caring about some one would soften him, soon he'd be bending his own rules and actually caring bout other people. "Don't try and tell yourself you won't let it happen either, you said to me a long time ago you'd never let yourself fall in love with someone because love weakens people… brings out primal instincts in sacrifice to logic… Dare?"
"Serena is… different. I'm sure you've seen that. The fact that you're standing her, risking my anger, to ask for her back is evidence of that. I have fallen for her but that will not weaken me. I won't let it I think you know that Seiya." Darien sighed and walked outside where his favorite car was waiting to take him to work. "Oh, and Seiya. I know you took this out a while ago… touch my car again and I'll kill you." He winked and got behind the steering wheel leading the car off. Seiya stood on the front steps and watched his brother disappear with an uneasy feeling.
Serena's eyes fluttered open and focused on the emptiness of the bed around her, despite the satisfied ache in her body she felt terrible. She'd betrayed her boyfriend and best friend of many many years by sleeping with a man who hadn't stayed with her until she woke. As she began to get teary eyed she noticed a note on his pillow that read:
Serena,
You were so beautiful I couldn't wake you. I'll be home after classes today, you're in charge while I'm gone from now on. Do what you will with my house, staff, and money. Love you, and don't worry about Andrew, I'll take care of him.
Love,
Darien
The note put her at ease, he hadn't just left her there alone and feeling used, no, he just had to go to work… wait, what was she thinking? Of course he had to go to work, he couldn't just drop everything because he had sex, no, that would be un-professional. Now, feeling stupid, Serena shifted her body and winced in the sudden pain that shot up her spine. Immediately she panicked, what was wrong? Slowly she moved her legs and discovered that the pain was coming from her thighs and intimate area, realizing this she smiled, unable to suppress the immense sense of satisfaction that had settled in her stomach. He certainly was the one, he had to be, none of the other men who had touched her had brought about such amazingly strong feelings. He was different than any other person in the world.
Just as she closed her eyes and fell back into the plush pillows the phone beside the bed rang startling her from her drowsiness. She rolled ever so carefully until her hand reached the phone and un-cradled it holding the object to her face she greeted whoever may be on the other end of the phone. "Hello?"
"Did I wake you meatball head?" Darien's soothing voice filled her ears making her smile. "I'm sure I did. The fact that you're in bed speaks volumes to me on how I did in making you happy last night." She could hear his grin over the phone which made her blush. "I'm just letting you know that I'm going to call Andrew in here and tell him what's up. That way you don't need to worry about him okay darling?"
"But… Darien! He's going to be furious with me… he's my best friend and…" she was cut off by the sound of Darien chuckling over the phone. Her attention now grabbed she felt a little awkward about everything that had happened.
"Serena, if he's really your best friend then he'll realize what's best for you. I can give you everything you want… no matter what it is. He knows that." Darien smiled and leaned back in his chair as Andrew meekly entered his office, his eyes on the ground. "Anyways, I have to go now. Love you." Andrew's head snapped up to see his professor looking at him intensely then he nodded and hung up the phone. "I won Andrew. Game's over."
"She's… my best friend… and my girlfriend… you… how could you?" Andrew stuttered and looked at the ground. He knew why Serena would choose him but not why Darien would allow it to happen, would insist that it happen even. "I mean… Rita and I talked and decided to date but you…"
"Get over it Andrew, I always get what I want… always. If you wouldn't have backed down I would have slit you open like I did her father." Darien's words once again drew Andrew's eyes to him in surprise. Andrew had thought about Darien's hunting knife, the way that he'd held him down yet still posed such control over him. Darien was the killer and suddenly… it all made sense. Ken's death, Serena's deliverance to his house… within his grasp. Had he'd planned the whole thing to test them? To test himself?
"You're sick… you planned everything! How long were you watching her Darien? How long did you wait for us to go out so you could kill him and put her in the hands of that abusive bastard then your family?" Andrew growled angrily. Everything that had happened to her must have been one of Darien's mind games, one of his experiments where he tested the worth of another person.
"You have to admit, it was an excellent plan, and I never expected her to be as resilient as she is. Rape is a traumatic thing and she took it like it was nothing. She's amazing and I can't let such a fine woman get away. I love her, shocking even to me but it's true. Last night was the first time I've taken a woman into my bed and really focused on her. Every other woman has been around to simply occupy my time but Serena… I want to occupy her time." Darien leaned forward. "I think you know she's safe with me… that and I'm done killing. I was bored but no longer."
"Bored? That's your excuse? You were bored? That's pathetic and sick! I'm going to turn you in for this!" Andrew stood defiantly then walked towards the door.
"I never said I wasn't. Everyone else puts the burden of perfection on me. Plus, you are not going to turn me in, you know how I know? I set that up too. You've never received anything less than a "B" on a test and suddenly you get an "F" then you go around accusing the very man whose trying to solve the case? The man that gave you an "F" see how that looks Andrew?"
"You bastard…" Andrew suddenly realized just how extensive Darien's plans were. He'd single handedly managed to get Serena into his grasps and won her over, not to mention he'd placed bread crumbs along the way so no one could implement him in the killings. "You…"
"Andrew, I'm still you're professor and this doesn't change anything in that respect so please just calm down." Darien smiled and ran a hand through his thick hair, making Andrew picture Serena holding onto those shiny black locks while he took advantage of her vulnerable nature. With a violent shake of his head he tried to wipe the image from his mind but found that to impossible. "Don't you worry about her, she's happy with me Andrew."
"I'm sure… she is." The blonde looked at the floor then frowned hoping to hide his emotions from his professor. He was thankful that Rita and he had talked the previous night but it was still an awkward feeling to know that Darien had basically stole his girlfriend away. "So… you expect me to just let you go on with the sorry excuse for a life that you have manipulated for yourself?"
"Absolutely, you let me live my life and yours won't be that difficult. I'm going to do everything I can to make her happy so let me suggest you keep out of it. Understand Andrew?" Darien's deep blue eyes pierced through Andrew's green ones until he looked away once again. "That's not to say you two can't be friends, I would prefer that you stay friends in fact but that's it, that's where it ends because she's mine now Andrew."
"Okay… I understand. I'll call her right now." Andrew limply reached for his phone and scrolled through his list of contacts until he came upon the beautiful blonde's number but just as he was about to push the button he remembered that she didn't have her cell phone anymore and hadn't for a while. "Oh… I don't have a number to reach her at I…" He was cut short by Darien's large smile as he held out the receiver to his desk phone. "Thanks." Andrew nodded and waited for Darien to dial the number, the phone began to ring and as it droned on he wondered if Serena was actually going to answer the phone.
"I hate you you know that?" Her almost desperate whiny voice answered thus alarming her blonde friend. "I'm going to wind up being confined here all day!" Andrew shifted his eyes wearily to Darien his angry accusations forming in his mind.
What did you do to her you fucking bastard… why is she talking to me like this? "Serena? What's going on?" The other side of the phone grew silent making him worry even more, maybe she was hurt and couldn't tell him because Darien had told her not to. What would he do if that were the case?
"Andy? Oh! I thought you were Dare… I'm sorry for answering like that." She giggled slightly but rather than making him calm the small sound infuriated Andrew. She was giggling about Darien, a killer, a sick and twisted man who'd set a trap for her, one that she'd fallen into so easily. Yet here she was, happy about whatever it was, most likely her recent betrayal. "So, what's up?"
"What… Serena! You betrayed my trust! That's what's up! How could you do that? You know I love you and yet you still crawling into bed with my teacher! Now you're giggling about it? What is wrong with you?" Andrew didn't want to hurt her, didn't want to upset her but his anger had gotten the best of him. How could he blame her really but a betrayal was a betrayal nonetheless. He waited, the phone grew silent once more and as he felt a rather looming presence loom over him he realized that now wasn't the time to argue with Serena. Green eye's rose, in fear to meet angry, furiously angry, blue eyes glaring down at him. "Serena?"
"I'm sorry Andy! I really am!" The tears were evident in her breaking voice that sounded a bit husky. "It's just that… I don't know… it all happened so fast… I love him. Not like I love you though. He helped me to realize that I love you like a brother not a lover… I'm so sorry Andy but I just can't be your one and only." Her words tore into his heart making him want to cry but he didn't. He wouldn't let himself break in front of Darien; he couldn't let himself break. It would be over if he did.
"You know what? That's okay. I'm sorry for yelling, I got caught up in the moment but don't you worry Sere… my psych partner and I have decided to date. I sort of knew when I left yesterday that it was already too late for me Sere. I just want you to be happy and of course I'll always be your friend." He smiled into the phone hoping that the little gesture would brighten her spirits and evaporate her tears.
On the other end of the phone Serena smiled and wiped away the salty water that had stained her cheeks. Dear sweet Andy, he always understood her, always loved her for who she was, and forgave her when she needed him to. "Thank you Andy. I'll always be your friend too." She laughed. "So… we're good now?"
"You bet… do you want to talk to Darien now? I've got to go find Rita." Andrew handed over the phone then quickly rushed out leaving Darien alone in his office with his love on the phone.
"I think, I'll be home early." Darien grinned wondering if she could survive another round of his lovemaking. Her surprised squeak was enough to convince him she could. "So, you want me to come home early?" He mused into the phone and sat in his chair then leaned back placing his feet on the desk. It was an odd pose for him but he was satisfied with himself too much not to revel in the moment. "What a shame, I'll teach you how to walk again only to ruin you once more." The sound of a muffled laugh made him look towards his door where one of his students stood with her hand over a slight smile. "I've got to go. I'll see you in a little bit. Bye." Darien hung up the phone and motioned for the woman to sit in one of his guest chairs. "Yes Beryl? This is the fourth visit you've paid me this term. Is everything working out for you?"
"Not exactly." She eyed him wondering who he'd had on the phone. Last she knew he hadn't had a significant other and she'd been making it her priority to become that significant other. Seeing his blank expression made her angry, obviously he'd just showed some of his emotions and personality and was now trying to hide it once more; a fact that irritated Beryl especially because she came to his office intent on seducing him. "I was actually wondering if we could work something out so I could get a better grade." With those words she sat on his desk being sure that her long skirt with thigh high slits revealed her shapely legs. Legs which any man would have drooled over, well, any man but the one in front of her now.
"Really? You were wondering were you? Let me ask you something Beryl. What type of man do you take me for?" He removed his feet from the desk so he could stand in front of her. "Did you expect to just come into my office today, throw around a few pet phrases, flash some of your skin, then one thing leads to another and soon as you know it we're having sex in my office?" He asked her moving closer to her body and placing his hands on her hips making her breath catch. "Because… if that's what you want." He pulled her to him then leaned into her making her torso fall back on his desk. With a smirk he put his lips to her ear and whispered in the most seductive voice he could muster. "You're not going to get it." With those words he quickly moved away from her and walked to his door ignoring the embarrassed and angry expression on his student's face. "I'm telling you what I tell all the other women in my classes who hope for the same thing. No, if you want a better grade, work for it. Now get out of my office Beryl." She quickly regained her composure and picked her head up as she strutted past him.
"You'll be the one asking me for it soon Darien, and when you do I won't be as willing as I am now." Her smile evaporated as he began to laugh. "What are you laughing about you haughty prick?"
"I'm laughing because I'm never going to find you attractive in any sense, and if I ever did you'd be so willing you'd faint. Just so you know, I have a girlfriend and actually… I'm going to go home right now and roll around with her in my bed. So, excuse me." Darien maneuvered around the red headed woman and locked his office door. "Bye Beryl, no class today. I'll see you tomorrow." With that Darien walked down the hall content with leaving Beryl fuming behind him he didn't have time for her and didn't care about her one way or the other. The object of his affections was waiting for him at his home, in his bed, and he'd be damned if he'd make her wait any longer.