THE POGUES AND KIRSTY MACCOLL - FAIRYTALE OF NEW YORK.

Ok, so I know it's not Christmas, but I was listening to the song, and inspiration struck ... leave me alone!

"It was Christmas Eve babe," Serena whispered the lyrics of the arcade's speakers. She knew the song as soon as the piano clunks hit her ears. She lay her head against the table, smiling as she saw a young girl skipping to the Sailor V game. If only she knew that the young blonde was actually in league with Sailor V, would she be bouncing in her step to see Serena?

"You're looking very different today Meatball Head," she heard the drawl and smiled softly, not letting the name bother her; she needed some company until the others arrived. Lifting her head from the table, she saw Darien standing there, bold as brass and smiled.

"Look who it is, the Grinch," she smiled through the insult. "Coming to steal my friends' presants?" she asked, looking at Darien sceptically. He scowled, yet he could see her humor.

"Well actually-" Darien's words were cut off by Serena.

"Shh; it's my favourite bit!" She held up a finger to stop him and listen to the music.

"I love you baby, I can see a better time, when all our dreams come true,"

"Right go on," she spoke softly, still humming along to the melody, not really paying attention to Darien, just letting the song take her into a dream land; otherwise known as Elysion.

Darien smiled as her saw Serena close those bright blue eyes. Yes, he smiled. Knowing that she was just listening to the song, he closed his mouth and just watched her enjoy the song.

"When you first took my hand, on a cold Christmas eve,"

Serena's eyes snapped open on a sudden thought.

"I've got something for you," she said quietly, looking straight at Darien, who's eyebrows rose in surprise; he hadn't gotten his enemy anything, and yet ... she had thought of him. She grabbed her bag and started to grope around, trying to find the little presant for him.

"Really, I didn't get you anything ..." he trailed off. Serena looked up from her search and smiled.

"Oh, I didn't expect anything, it's just ... you always look sad at Christmas," she blushed and looked down, picking out the presant. "And I wanted to be the one to cheer you up," She handed him the oblong-parcel and smiled as he started to pull at the glittery pink string around it.

Darien started to grin as he saw the package. So ... Serena-like. It was soft pink, with sparkling pink string around it. He started to pull at the string, making sure not to break it, and carefully undid the 'Spongebob Squarepants' sellotape. He found a book. Scrunching his brow, he looked at it carefully. On the front, written in swirly writing was 'Darien'. Just simple. The black book suiting him fully. He opened it and saw a picture of him, Andrew, the girls and Serena all in the arcade. He remembered that day, probably one of the funniest days of his life. First of all, Mina and Lita were giggling around Andrew, while Raye and Serena fought and him and Ami just talked about physics and stuff ... but it was still funny, especially when Andrew was asked very awkward questions.

He flicked through the book, seeing various pictures of him and everyone, pictures of Serena and him arguing, obviously took by Andrew ... why, he couldn't understand, but still...

"And the bells were ringing out, for Christmas day,"

Darien looked up, Serena was listening to the music, but still searching his face for his reaction. He let his eyes grow soft and smiled.

"Thankyou," he managed to choke out, suddenly finding his throat dry. Serena smiled in relief.

"You like it?" she asked, Darien nodded happily.

"Serena!" Someone's voice was heard throughout the arcade, and she saw all her friends. She smiled widely and waved happily. Darien watched her carefully, this care-free girl was so giving and loving; he found jealousy in his veins.

"I better be on my way Serena," he said quietly, getting up from the booth.

"You don't have to go because of them," Serena wondered outloud. Darien smiled.

"I know, I just have to go," he told her, walking around to her side of the booth. He bent down and brushed his lips against her ear. "You made my day Meatball Head," he whispered, before letting his lips claim hers.

Serena sat shocked as she watched him walk away. The kiss had begun and ended too quickly for her. She wanted more. And yet, she couldn't have that.

"You just made mine," she whispered.

The next time Serena or Darien heard that song, they just had to smile.

R.I.P Kirsty MacColl