Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ All I Really Want ❯ All I Really Want ( Chapter 1 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Darien doesn't like the idea of Destiny forcing Serina to do something she doesn't want to but how can she convince him that what fate has shown her is exactly what she wants?

Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Psychological / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 06.13.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 658 | Status: Completed

All I Really Want

"Serina?"

Her boyfriend's heavy voice caught the blonde's attention. He was rarely

so dark and serious sounding anymore, and certainly never hesitant to talk about

anything at all with her.

She lifted her eyes from the pile of books on his coffee table. It was

just a bunch of college books she was studying of his, a couple biographies

she'd never be caught reading outside of his apartment. The lives of

policewomen, teachers, women in American politics, among several others on even

more various subjects. Right now she was poring over one his medical texts,

studying the section on pediatrics and everyday tips on dealing with younger

children's small injuries.

Serina caught his eyes, and seeing that thoughtful swirling gray in their

blue depths, she slipped her bookmark into place and closed the book. He wasn't

angry or afraid as he sometimes was when he brought up certain topics concerning

their future- but he did seem concerned. And from the set of his face she

knew he was about to bring up something else he didn't feel easy about their

destined fate.

"Serina, when you were younger, what did you want to do with your life?

What did you want to be?"

Serina had to purse her lips and bite her cheek. How could he ask that?

Her most honest answer was the last one he would ever expect simply because it

was exactly what she had now. She knew he wouldn't accept it, if only because

he'd think she had changed her mind since she knew what had to be and didn't

want to risk losing him or Rini. So she had to convince him, but how do you

convince someone like Darien of a truth he couldn't ever comprehend? He never

had a real family, he didn't understand the mentality of a mother.

Now to see if she could show him.

"When I was very little, I used to pretend I was a princess, because-

well, I knew I was." She looked past him, a soft smile on her lips as she

remembered that innocent fun. "Then I found out I couldn't be a princess

because I had to protect my family from anyone who might come looking for me."

Her smiled dropped a little, a tiny crease forming between her brows. She still

didn't seem to see Darien sitting in front of her. "So my dream changed to

being a superhero or a policewoman so I could protect those I loved." Her

gentle smile returned.

"But at the same time, I was helping to raise Sammy and baby sit him and

the other kids that played with him. I loved being with the children so much,

even now, that I wanted to be teacher. They all looked to me and I loved being

depended on and respected and loved. I had to protect them, guide them, and

take care of them when they were hurt or when Sammy was sick. Those times I

wanted to be the best nurse ever to make sure Sammy and my friends would never

hurt or become sick." Serina's eyes refocused on her boyfriend. His eyes were

light and a faint grin tipped the corners of his mouth.

He might just understand . . .

"I watched my mom during all this time, and it didn't take me long to

realize that everything I wanted; to be loved, looked up to, relied on, to take

care of and protect those I love, to advise and teach and be a friend to- Was

everything my mom was. She was a wife and mother, and that's the best thing in

the world to ever want to be." Serina looked at him, a light laugh in her

expression. "I have always wanted to get married and have a family. That way I

can be everything I've ever dreamed of being."

Darien chewed on his bottom lip as he smiled, slowly shaking his head at

the book in his lap. He chuckled and looked up again, meeting her with a

defeated delight.

He understood.