Darien locked the front door to the arcade and pulled down the curtains in front, hiding the store from view from the outside world. As he did, Serena finished sweeping the floor. "All done," he commented as he looked across the dimly lit arcade. They had both done Andrew a favor and closed up tonight so he could meet Rita at the airport. She was coming home from Africa, and he hadn't seen her in six months.

Serena put the broom and dustbin away and joined him in the main room. "That didn't take too long," she said.

"It didn't," Darien agreed. He then took a look around. "We've spent a lot of time here over the years."

"And money," Serena said, laughing.

"True. The first time you let me buy you a milkshake was a big deal for me, though."

She smiled over at him. "Me too. When you picked up my tab, I stopped dropping all my allowance at the arcade."

"And Mina made you buy sexy outfits with it to torture me. I didn't mind."

Serena laughed, "We started officially dating quickly after that."

"I would have bought you a milkshake sooner had I known how well it would work."

"Too bad," she said, fake pouting. "I could have saved even more money."

He chuckled and pulled her against his chest. "You joke, but I know you were happy to date me."

She blinked up at him in surprise. "You're so hard." She ground against his cock. "What got you so turned on?"

"As if I need a reason around you," he whispered into her ear. "But I do have one now. I'm just thinking back to how much I wanted you back then. I teased you so you would give all your attention to me. I wanted to be your sole focus."

"And you are my focus."

Darien shook his head lightly. "But I wanted it back then, too. Back when we were both fighting with each other. You looked so sexy, all riled up, and all I fantasized about was you getting all worked up and realizing you wanted me. Internally, I was begging you to kiss me and press your sex body to mine. It's why I would get in your face when I teased you. I wanted you to shorten the distance between our lips. I was hoping to tempt you."

"Baka," she said without heat. "You have no idea how hard it was not to throw myself at you. I almost kissed you dozens of times. I just thought you would have pushed me away."

He groaned, "I wish I hadn't hidden my feelings so well. I could have had you sooner."

She raised one eyebrow at him and asked, "Roleplay?"

He reached up under her skirt and then pulled her panties to the side. Next, he ran his finger between her wet folds. "Sex in the arcade?"

Serena moaned and nodded. "You up for it?"

"You know I am," he responded. "I just wanted to make sure I could take this as far as my fantasies went back then." Darien then removed his finger and then licked it clean. "Just be warned, I thought about hot sex with you a lot."

She fixed her panties and then walked over to the locked front door. "Get up on your regular stool. Today, we realize we both want each other for the first time."

Darien sat on his stool and faced the counter. His cock was hard and straining. He didn't think the roleplay would last too long before he was all over her and pulling off her clothes.

Serena pretended to bound in and then tripped a bit. "Baka, studying again?!"

"Come to play video games again, Odango? You haven't grown out of those?" Darien replied without turning around.

Marching over to him, Serena said, "So what if I am?! I got a good grade today! I'm celebrating."

Suddenly, he remembered this particular conversation. She had been drawing on an actual day for them at the arcade. It made him flush even deeper with desire. He remembered it because his longing for her that day had been particularly strong. He wondered if that meant her feelings had matched his that day, too. Surely, there was a reason she had picked that conversation.

He said, "You didn't fail for once. You got an A?"

She shook her head and said, "No, a C."

He swiveled on his stool to face her and laughed, "That is a good grade for you!? I would be ashamed to get a C."

He really heard himself as he argued with her. He wondered how in the world he was stupid enough back then to believe that talking to her like that would actually work. He realized he sounded like a complete ass.

Serena picked this particular conversation for a reason. Darien had really hurt her feelings that day. What she wanted for that memory of the day was the revenge of making him want her. It wasn't only his memories. She believed they could heal. "I'm not boring, stick-up-my-ass Darien, so I'll take the C."

He leaned forward towards her and said, "I don't have a stick up my butt."

She rolled her eyes and replied, "It's why your posture is so good. You just don't notice it anymore."

He laughed in her face. "I just work to be good at everything and achieve it." Darien wracked his brain over that one. Had he really said that like he thought he had? He wanted to groan over how lame that was.

"And you're still a baka," Serena countered, and he believed it. He saw how bad he was at trying to get the attention of the most important woman in his world.

Darien said, "Okay. Odango. Show me your paper with the C, and we'll see what a baka I am."

She glared at him and said, "My C doesn't make me stupid. I'm smarter than you!"

"Prove it," he challenged. He didn't remember that particular part of the conversation going like that at all, but he realized the point was to change things.

She pulled up her shirt and flashed him her lace-covered breasts. "I'm smart enough to realize you want to touch these!"

His eyes popped wide, and his jaw dropped. Darien hadn't been expecting that move. "Your boobs…" he managed to mutter out.

Serena smirked. "My boobs. Admit it, you want to touch them. Perfect straight-A student, Darien really just wants to get his hands all over me. Doesn't he?"

He nodded slightly, eyes locked on her breasts. "C-can I touch your boobs?"

"When you admit the truth. Tell me what you want."

He slid off his chair and eliminated the distance between them. He then grabbed her breast before she had said he could. As he played with her boobs, he said, "I want you Serena. I tease you about your grades so you'll ask me to tutor you. I have a dirty fantasy about how I could motivate you to study. In my head, every correct answer is rewarded by me licking your sweet pussy." He leaned forward to whisper into her ear, "I really fantasized about that back then, Serena."

She was breathing hard, and white-hot desire was running through her veins. "Tell me more about how you wanted me back then."

He pinched her nipples and said, "I had dreamed of helping you get an A on a test, and in excitement and appreciation, you would make love to me. No way did I believe you could want me for me back then. I was trying to come up with a way to earn your affection and your sexy body."

She swallowed hard and gave him a heated look. "Back to the roleplay." Serena reached up and stroked his hard cock through his pants. "You want me despite my horrible grades?"

He licked his lower lip seductively, something he knew got her panties wet, and said, "What do grades have to do with a hot body and a sweet personality?"

"You're the one who always mentions them," she countered.

Darien reached around, unclasped her bra, and tossed it over his shoulder. "I'm focused on your size DDs at the moment. That's the only letter I care about now."

She raised one eyebrow at him and smirked, "A comment on my breast size?"

Locking eyes with her, he bent down and sucked one nipple into his mouth. When he released it, he said, "You're right. I want to touch them." He then cupped one full breast in his hand. "I want you, Serena. Make love to me."

He soon had her naked and bent over the table she used to sit at every day after school. As he pounded into her pussy from behind, her breasts were pressed to the cold table. "Serena, I don't want to be fighting with you anymore. This is what I want," he said as he thrust into her hard.

She slapped her hands on the table and demanded, "Take me harder! I need your cock! I've wanted this for so long."

He grabbed one leg and pulled it up so he could sink his cock into her deeper and pounded into her. As he rough fucked her over the table, he grunted. This was very explicitly one of the fantasies he had of her. It had been a way to take out his sexual frustration back then.

Serena screamed out in pleasure as he took her. She adored the feeling of desperation and frustration she felt in each thrust. It matched the way she'd felt back then. It meant she wasn't the only one feeling that way.

His rhythm grew frantic, and she orgasmed, and it triggered him, and he came deep inside of her. As he pulsed out, he leaned down and kissed between her shoulder blades. "I love you."

"I love you too."

He slid out of her and helped her up. "I'm glad to know we were both fighting for the same reason. At least we both loved each other. We didn't know it then, but we weren't alone in our feelings."

She wrapped her arms around him and snuggled against him. "I didn't think of it like that before, but you're right. I was clueless, but I wasn't unloved."

Darien held her close and breathed in her scent. He was glad that it meant a lot to her, too—the idea of her loving him even before he understood that she did warmed his heart. "I told you I was smart. If you listened, you would have known. Loving you is the smartest thing I ever did."

"I happen to agree with that last statement," she teased. "It's nice being here now. We're secure in our love, and it feels really good."

"I completely agree, Serena. I couldn't be happier."

The next day, Makoto was pissed and glaring at them. They had forgotten about the surveillance cameras that Makoto's mother checked daily. It took a lot of apologizing to calm him down.

Of course, it was years before either of them could look his mother in the eyes again.