Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Fate ❯ Can't Be Coincidence ( Chapter 10 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: MysticRei 
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.08.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 393 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Sailor Moon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.08.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 393 | Status: Completed
Fate
Chap. 10
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Can't be Coincidence
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>>>>>& gt;>
He smiled at her, "Friends?"
Serena smiled back, "Friends. Now lets just hope you can stay out of the hospital from now on."
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The ride was short. It ended too quickly for Serena. Funny, she thought, at the beginning of all of this, she hated flying, and now she wished she could've spent hours on that plane. In that one hour, she realized what she'd been missing before Darien came into her life. He made her feel so special, beautiful and loved. Of course she didn't even know if he loved her or not. She knew that as soon as the plane landed, her and Darien would have to part ways. Oh, how was she going to survive?
Darien felt something along the same line as Serena. They walked solemnly towards baggage to pick up their suitcases.
"So what hotel are you staying in?" he asked her tentatively.
"Oh I didn't even bother to check," she replied. "They said that everything should be ready for me when I get here." She started rummaging through her purse, "Ah! Here we go," Serena pulled out a half-folded envelope.
"Let's see, this little slip says that I'm staying at the Savoy, and all I have to do is present this slip at the main desk. What about you, where are you staying?" She asked, turning to Darien. They were now at the front of the airport, outside.
"I told Aaron to get me reservations somewhere, I'll have to call him and check exactly where though. Of course I missed most of the meetings I had down here, hopefully he was able to reschedule them." Darien pulled out his cell phone, and dialed his company's number. He asked to be put through to Aaron. "One second," he mouthed to Serena.
Darien asked Aaron where he'd gotten reservations for, after a few seconds, Darien said, "You've got to be kidding me!"
"But boss you said that the Savoy was the one place you actually enjoyed after your last time there, I mean, I could always get you another hotel..." Aaron's voice trailed of the phone.
"No no," replied Darien quickly, "That's alright. Make sure to email the new meeting schedule to me OK?" With that, Darien hung up the phone. He looked at Serena and gave her a sheepish smile.
"Tell me Serena, now that we're friends, how much time are you willing to spend with me?" Darien took Serena's arm and started leading her towards the curb where they could get a cab.
"Well, I.........I don't know Darien, what do you mean? I mean now after I've gotten to know you, I think that I might actually like you a little bit. But why do you ask?"
"Because," he replied coolly, "We're staying in the same hotel."
The cab pulled up, and they put their bags in the trunk.
Serena couldn't be happier; she didn't have to part ways with Darien after all!
"You know I'm starting to think that there's some underlying scheming force in all of this," Serena started. They were on their way to the hotel, and they'd decided to rent a car for the two weeks they'd be down there.
"In what?" Asked Darien.
"Well think about it, being seated next to each other on the plane, having to share a hotel room, being in a car accident together, going to the same destination, and then being in the same hotel!"
"Yea I think you're right," Darien cut it, "...you must be bad luck in it's truest form!"
"Oh shut up." Serena said, lightly punching him in the arm.
A few minutes later they were at the hotel. Serena and Darien checked in, their hotel rooms were across from each other. Both were on the 7th floor. Their two rooms seemed almost identical, a living room right when you entered, a hallway towards the left leading to the bedroom with a bathroom as well, and a kitchen to the left- when you enter. An array of fruits and flowers was arranged on the coffee table in the living room. It was equipped with plush white couches, a TV set, and a fireplace in the corner. Serena's room contained a balcony at the back of the living room. All in all, they were both suited with extremely nice accommodations.
After getting settled in, Serena went through everything she had to do while she was down here. She realized that Darien could be of great use to her, she could definitely get some inside stuff if she tagged along with him. 'Yeah right Serena,' her mind screamed at her, 'we all know that's not the only reason you want to just 'tag' along.' Hey it couldn't hurt right?' Serena kept telling herself that as she walked across the hallway and knocked on Darien's door.
::KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK::
Darien opened the door while pulling on dress shirt. His hair was disheveled and damp. 'He must have just gotten out of the shower' Damn, how could a man be so ruggedly handsome? 'Calm down Serena, be calm, wait.... why am I here?' Her stomach was doing flips, and her heart felt as if it had simply stopped beating. 'What's happening to me? Get a hold of yourself!" Her mind screamed at her.
"Uh...um...I..hi, um....yea..."
Darien wondered what in god's name was wrong with her. Her face was covered with a faint pink blush, and she kept on shifting from one foot to the other.
"Uh, hi," he replied, "Wanna come inside?"
Serena didn't realize it, but she had already walked in during her stuttered greeting.
"Go ahead have a seat, I'll be right back," Darien told her.
Serena took a seat on the edge of the white couch, and folded her hands in her lap. Darien had disappeared down the hallway, she could hear some rummaging, and he came in again- this time wearing a pair of black dress pants. The pale green shirt was still left unbuttoned, and Lord, her breath caught in her throat.
"So what's up?" He asked calmly.
'How can he be so in control?' She thought.
"Oh now I remember what I was here for!" Serena mentally slapped herself. 'Idiot! Of course you know why you're here, no point in announcing it to the world!'
"Well I'm glad..." Darien was starting to get a little worried, but he didn't let on. 'She's acting really strange.'
"How come you're all dressed up?" She asked.
"Oh, I have to go to this dinner party, meet a few business people, try and swap some deals, that's all. Same old boring stuff." Darien replied. He walked into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of cold water, was it just him, or did Serena look down right attractive in that pale blue dress? And the length was too short to do his male mind any good.
"What are your plans tonight?" He asked her, trying to start up conversation instead of taking her to the bedroom then and there.
"Actually I don't have any" she replied, hoping he'd catch on.
He didn't.
"Oh, ok," he didn't know where to go from there. Serena was staring at her feet, and looked extremely forlorn. Darien immediately felt as though he should do something, but he didn't know what was bothering her.
"I'd love it if you came along with me, but I don't know what you'll do there."
He was half way through his sentence when she bounded to her feet and said, "I'll go get ready."
"Ok" he said to the swinging door. 'Hmm maybe she was just bored.'
About thirty minutes later, Serena was walking out the door to meet Darien. He swore his heart skipped a beat. Hell it stopped and fell to the pit of his stomach. She looked exquisite, magical. He couldn't find a word worthy enough to suit her. She'd worn her hair down, some of it clipped at the base of her neck with a white string of pearls. It looked so smooth, he wanted to reach out and touch the spun gold. Her makeup was light, and she had small diamond studs adorning her ears. She wore a shimmering light pink dress that stopped at her ankles. The color was so light it looked more peach than pink. The dress clung to her in all he right places, and Darien was afraid what he might do to any other man who dared to even look at her. It was modestly low-cut, with short tie sleeves that revealed her smooth shoulders.
She smiled at him.
He thought he'd gone to heaven.
Serena started shivering under his intense gaze, "Is this ok, or should I go and change?"
It was Darien's turn now to choke on his words. "yyou llook magnificent. No, you don't have to change." He tried to contain his laughter, hadn't anyone ever told her how beautiful she was? What was she thinking asking him if she should go change? Women, he decided, were too self-conscious of themselves.
"Thank you," she replied, "ready to go?"
"Yea. I rented a car, so we won't have to use a cab to go everywhere. You should probably rent one too."
When the reached the garage of the hotel, he opened the door of the car for her. 'Of course it's a sports car', she thought as she smiled to herself.
"So where is it that we're going?"
"It's not far," he said, "a lot of the owners and representatives of computer companies, and some other businesses as well will be there. It's an annual meet for people to advertise their business, and strike some deals. Maybe you can get someone to subscribe to that magazine thing."
Serena burst out laughing, "That was actually one of the reasons I tagged along with you!"
"Why meatball head, I do believe you just did some evil scheming" Darien said, looking over to her and feigning a hurt look. In truth t did sting a bit knowing that she was only coming for business purposes and not to be with him.
Serena laughed, "Don't get me wrong, I want to spend time with you, but this just happens to be a plus. Besides I'm saving you from a few hours of utter boredom!"
The sting was gone. "We're here," Darien said, and parked the car.
It was a tall, nice looking building, Serena decided. Lamps lined the staircase up to the main door, and the plate glass windows that seemed to touch the clouds reflected the many lights of Tokyo.
"Care to grace me with your presence, and allow me to be your escort madam?" Darien opened the door, and bowed in front of her, holding his hand out. Serena giggled as she accepted his hand. The sound of her laughter seemed to be so melodious; he never wanted it to end.
It took about twenty minutes for the place to get into full swing, but when it started, Serena was very excited. Darien introduced her to so many people, she didn't remember the names of half of them, and she'd already arranged for more interviews the next day.
Usually at these things, Darien put up with formalities, and was out of there at the quickest possible moment, but tonight he decided, he was actually enjoying himself. 'If only a little bit,' he thought in his arrogant way. It was Serena's enthusiasm and charisma that kept him from leaving early. It was a fact that the two actually stayed throughout the whole time. He made a few more deals than usual as well, but of course he could have done so in the past if he'd tried. 'Oh get off it Darien,' he told himself, 'it's all because of her.' All in all the night was a complete success, and by the end, he was down right exhausted. He'd been trying to keep track of Serena the whole time. Of course that wasn't hard since he couldn't take his eyes off of her for more that 2 seconds. Several people had commented to him that he seemed preoccupied. How could anyone not be preoccupied? He thought. Whenever he'd see a young man, new to the business world approach Serena, and pretend to be interested in what she was saying, instead of how she looked- it set his blood boiling. Hell, any man even sparing a glance at her set his blood boiling. That's why'd he'd made an attempt to stay with her throughout the evening, and introduce her to everyone. He was sure he'd probably scared the life out of some people with the way he'd glared at them. Serena didn't even seem to notice the stir she was causing. It's true that the woman didn't realize her own appeal. He'd been close to even turning down a buyer because of the way he'd flirted with Serena. And Darien was even more upset that she wasn't upset about it. 'I'm acting like a lovesick fool,' Darien thought. 'Because you are a lovesick fool,' his mind screamed back at him. 'Am not, am I?' he asked himself. 'Great, now I'm having conversations with myself!'
Serena and Darien were walking towards the car while Darien though of all this. He opened the door for Serena, who seemed to be a little less enthusiastic than she was about five minutes ago. Darien didn't seem to notice. The reason for Serena's uneasiness was Darien though. The look on his face was downright mean! Oh, he was upset all right, the scowl on his face, and the dark look that had come over his eyes were telling indications. She had taken one look at him on their way out of the building, and had stopped talking immediately.
Neither said a word to each other for a few minutes. The silence was killing Serena.
"Aww Darien, come on, it wasn't so bad was it? I mean, we both got what we set out for, well I got more than I expected, and I think you did too."
Darien looked over to her. She looked nervous, and guilt. He immediately felt repentance for his feelings; after all, it wasn't her fault that he was being jealous and possessive.
"No Sere, it wasn't bad at all, I had a good time, for once." Darien chuckled, "I'm glad you came."
"Then quit your frowning."
"I'm sorry," he said, "It's just" He was having trouble explaining his feelings, when he himself had trouble understanding them. "Hell woman, do you even realize how damned beautiful you are?!" 'Well nothing like being blunt,' he thought.
A strong blush crept up to Serena's cheeks.
"Uh...ththank you." She stuttered. She looked at Darien, and she almost choked to keep from laughing. The man was staring at the road as if it was his worse enemy! Serena leaned over and gave him a small peck at the corner of his mouth, and then went back to staring outside the window.
'The woman's going to drive me daft,' thought Darien.
"Say Serena," Darien began, "Wanna go out for some ice-cream?"
Now Serena was not one to turn down an offer like that, but this was a bit much
"Uh Dare," she said, giving him a look as if he's gone crazy, "It's almost midnight."
"Oh what? Does the lovely princess have to be home before 12? Besides when did meatball head ever turn down ice-cream?"
"Ok Darien.. Whatever you say."
"Did anyone ever tell you that you're an interesting guy?" She said a few minutes later.
They pulled up to a small ice-cream parlor about five minutes away from their hotel. The pair just settled on getting a box of some homemade ice cream and eating it at the hotel. A little while later, they were settled in Serena's apartment, in front of the fire place, with two bowls of hot fudge sundae ice cream. Both didn't say anything for a long while. Serena even got up and put away her bowl. The two were content to sit there and enjoy each other's company.
"Serena?" Darien asked.
"Hm?"
"I have to go and meet this advertising manager tomorrow for dinner, to see if he wants to sponsor us. Would you go with me? I mean if you don't have anything else planned"
Chap. 10
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Can't be Coincidence
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>>>>>& gt;>
He smiled at her, "Friends?"
Serena smiled back, "Friends. Now lets just hope you can stay out of the hospital from now on."
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The ride was short. It ended too quickly for Serena. Funny, she thought, at the beginning of all of this, she hated flying, and now she wished she could've spent hours on that plane. In that one hour, she realized what she'd been missing before Darien came into her life. He made her feel so special, beautiful and loved. Of course she didn't even know if he loved her or not. She knew that as soon as the plane landed, her and Darien would have to part ways. Oh, how was she going to survive?
Darien felt something along the same line as Serena. They walked solemnly towards baggage to pick up their suitcases.
"So what hotel are you staying in?" he asked her tentatively.
"Oh I didn't even bother to check," she replied. "They said that everything should be ready for me when I get here." She started rummaging through her purse, "Ah! Here we go," Serena pulled out a half-folded envelope.
"Let's see, this little slip says that I'm staying at the Savoy, and all I have to do is present this slip at the main desk. What about you, where are you staying?" She asked, turning to Darien. They were now at the front of the airport, outside.
"I told Aaron to get me reservations somewhere, I'll have to call him and check exactly where though. Of course I missed most of the meetings I had down here, hopefully he was able to reschedule them." Darien pulled out his cell phone, and dialed his company's number. He asked to be put through to Aaron. "One second," he mouthed to Serena.
Darien asked Aaron where he'd gotten reservations for, after a few seconds, Darien said, "You've got to be kidding me!"
"But boss you said that the Savoy was the one place you actually enjoyed after your last time there, I mean, I could always get you another hotel..." Aaron's voice trailed of the phone.
"No no," replied Darien quickly, "That's alright. Make sure to email the new meeting schedule to me OK?" With that, Darien hung up the phone. He looked at Serena and gave her a sheepish smile.
"Tell me Serena, now that we're friends, how much time are you willing to spend with me?" Darien took Serena's arm and started leading her towards the curb where they could get a cab.
"Well, I.........I don't know Darien, what do you mean? I mean now after I've gotten to know you, I think that I might actually like you a little bit. But why do you ask?"
"Because," he replied coolly, "We're staying in the same hotel."
The cab pulled up, and they put their bags in the trunk.
Serena couldn't be happier; she didn't have to part ways with Darien after all!
"You know I'm starting to think that there's some underlying scheming force in all of this," Serena started. They were on their way to the hotel, and they'd decided to rent a car for the two weeks they'd be down there.
"In what?" Asked Darien.
"Well think about it, being seated next to each other on the plane, having to share a hotel room, being in a car accident together, going to the same destination, and then being in the same hotel!"
"Yea I think you're right," Darien cut it, "...you must be bad luck in it's truest form!"
"Oh shut up." Serena said, lightly punching him in the arm.
A few minutes later they were at the hotel. Serena and Darien checked in, their hotel rooms were across from each other. Both were on the 7th floor. Their two rooms seemed almost identical, a living room right when you entered, a hallway towards the left leading to the bedroom with a bathroom as well, and a kitchen to the left- when you enter. An array of fruits and flowers was arranged on the coffee table in the living room. It was equipped with plush white couches, a TV set, and a fireplace in the corner. Serena's room contained a balcony at the back of the living room. All in all, they were both suited with extremely nice accommodations.
After getting settled in, Serena went through everything she had to do while she was down here. She realized that Darien could be of great use to her, she could definitely get some inside stuff if she tagged along with him. 'Yeah right Serena,' her mind screamed at her, 'we all know that's not the only reason you want to just 'tag' along.' Hey it couldn't hurt right?' Serena kept telling herself that as she walked across the hallway and knocked on Darien's door.
::KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK::
Darien opened the door while pulling on dress shirt. His hair was disheveled and damp. 'He must have just gotten out of the shower' Damn, how could a man be so ruggedly handsome? 'Calm down Serena, be calm, wait.... why am I here?' Her stomach was doing flips, and her heart felt as if it had simply stopped beating. 'What's happening to me? Get a hold of yourself!" Her mind screamed at her.
"Uh...um...I..hi, um....yea..."
Darien wondered what in god's name was wrong with her. Her face was covered with a faint pink blush, and she kept on shifting from one foot to the other.
"Uh, hi," he replied, "Wanna come inside?"
Serena didn't realize it, but she had already walked in during her stuttered greeting.
"Go ahead have a seat, I'll be right back," Darien told her.
Serena took a seat on the edge of the white couch, and folded her hands in her lap. Darien had disappeared down the hallway, she could hear some rummaging, and he came in again- this time wearing a pair of black dress pants. The pale green shirt was still left unbuttoned, and Lord, her breath caught in her throat.
"So what's up?" He asked calmly.
'How can he be so in control?' She thought.
"Oh now I remember what I was here for!" Serena mentally slapped herself. 'Idiot! Of course you know why you're here, no point in announcing it to the world!'
"Well I'm glad..." Darien was starting to get a little worried, but he didn't let on. 'She's acting really strange.'
"How come you're all dressed up?" She asked.
"Oh, I have to go to this dinner party, meet a few business people, try and swap some deals, that's all. Same old boring stuff." Darien replied. He walked into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of cold water, was it just him, or did Serena look down right attractive in that pale blue dress? And the length was too short to do his male mind any good.
"What are your plans tonight?" He asked her, trying to start up conversation instead of taking her to the bedroom then and there.
"Actually I don't have any" she replied, hoping he'd catch on.
He didn't.
"Oh, ok," he didn't know where to go from there. Serena was staring at her feet, and looked extremely forlorn. Darien immediately felt as though he should do something, but he didn't know what was bothering her.
"I'd love it if you came along with me, but I don't know what you'll do there."
He was half way through his sentence when she bounded to her feet and said, "I'll go get ready."
"Ok" he said to the swinging door. 'Hmm maybe she was just bored.'
About thirty minutes later, Serena was walking out the door to meet Darien. He swore his heart skipped a beat. Hell it stopped and fell to the pit of his stomach. She looked exquisite, magical. He couldn't find a word worthy enough to suit her. She'd worn her hair down, some of it clipped at the base of her neck with a white string of pearls. It looked so smooth, he wanted to reach out and touch the spun gold. Her makeup was light, and she had small diamond studs adorning her ears. She wore a shimmering light pink dress that stopped at her ankles. The color was so light it looked more peach than pink. The dress clung to her in all he right places, and Darien was afraid what he might do to any other man who dared to even look at her. It was modestly low-cut, with short tie sleeves that revealed her smooth shoulders.
She smiled at him.
He thought he'd gone to heaven.
Serena started shivering under his intense gaze, "Is this ok, or should I go and change?"
It was Darien's turn now to choke on his words. "yyou llook magnificent. No, you don't have to change." He tried to contain his laughter, hadn't anyone ever told her how beautiful she was? What was she thinking asking him if she should go change? Women, he decided, were too self-conscious of themselves.
"Thank you," she replied, "ready to go?"
"Yea. I rented a car, so we won't have to use a cab to go everywhere. You should probably rent one too."
When the reached the garage of the hotel, he opened the door of the car for her. 'Of course it's a sports car', she thought as she smiled to herself.
"So where is it that we're going?"
"It's not far," he said, "a lot of the owners and representatives of computer companies, and some other businesses as well will be there. It's an annual meet for people to advertise their business, and strike some deals. Maybe you can get someone to subscribe to that magazine thing."
Serena burst out laughing, "That was actually one of the reasons I tagged along with you!"
"Why meatball head, I do believe you just did some evil scheming" Darien said, looking over to her and feigning a hurt look. In truth t did sting a bit knowing that she was only coming for business purposes and not to be with him.
Serena laughed, "Don't get me wrong, I want to spend time with you, but this just happens to be a plus. Besides I'm saving you from a few hours of utter boredom!"
The sting was gone. "We're here," Darien said, and parked the car.
It was a tall, nice looking building, Serena decided. Lamps lined the staircase up to the main door, and the plate glass windows that seemed to touch the clouds reflected the many lights of Tokyo.
"Care to grace me with your presence, and allow me to be your escort madam?" Darien opened the door, and bowed in front of her, holding his hand out. Serena giggled as she accepted his hand. The sound of her laughter seemed to be so melodious; he never wanted it to end.
It took about twenty minutes for the place to get into full swing, but when it started, Serena was very excited. Darien introduced her to so many people, she didn't remember the names of half of them, and she'd already arranged for more interviews the next day.
Usually at these things, Darien put up with formalities, and was out of there at the quickest possible moment, but tonight he decided, he was actually enjoying himself. 'If only a little bit,' he thought in his arrogant way. It was Serena's enthusiasm and charisma that kept him from leaving early. It was a fact that the two actually stayed throughout the whole time. He made a few more deals than usual as well, but of course he could have done so in the past if he'd tried. 'Oh get off it Darien,' he told himself, 'it's all because of her.' All in all the night was a complete success, and by the end, he was down right exhausted. He'd been trying to keep track of Serena the whole time. Of course that wasn't hard since he couldn't take his eyes off of her for more that 2 seconds. Several people had commented to him that he seemed preoccupied. How could anyone not be preoccupied? He thought. Whenever he'd see a young man, new to the business world approach Serena, and pretend to be interested in what she was saying, instead of how she looked- it set his blood boiling. Hell, any man even sparing a glance at her set his blood boiling. That's why'd he'd made an attempt to stay with her throughout the evening, and introduce her to everyone. He was sure he'd probably scared the life out of some people with the way he'd glared at them. Serena didn't even seem to notice the stir she was causing. It's true that the woman didn't realize her own appeal. He'd been close to even turning down a buyer because of the way he'd flirted with Serena. And Darien was even more upset that she wasn't upset about it. 'I'm acting like a lovesick fool,' Darien thought. 'Because you are a lovesick fool,' his mind screamed back at him. 'Am not, am I?' he asked himself. 'Great, now I'm having conversations with myself!'
Serena and Darien were walking towards the car while Darien though of all this. He opened the door for Serena, who seemed to be a little less enthusiastic than she was about five minutes ago. Darien didn't seem to notice. The reason for Serena's uneasiness was Darien though. The look on his face was downright mean! Oh, he was upset all right, the scowl on his face, and the dark look that had come over his eyes were telling indications. She had taken one look at him on their way out of the building, and had stopped talking immediately.
Neither said a word to each other for a few minutes. The silence was killing Serena.
"Aww Darien, come on, it wasn't so bad was it? I mean, we both got what we set out for, well I got more than I expected, and I think you did too."
Darien looked over to her. She looked nervous, and guilt. He immediately felt repentance for his feelings; after all, it wasn't her fault that he was being jealous and possessive.
"No Sere, it wasn't bad at all, I had a good time, for once." Darien chuckled, "I'm glad you came."
"Then quit your frowning."
"I'm sorry," he said, "It's just" He was having trouble explaining his feelings, when he himself had trouble understanding them. "Hell woman, do you even realize how damned beautiful you are?!" 'Well nothing like being blunt,' he thought.
A strong blush crept up to Serena's cheeks.
"Uh...ththank you." She stuttered. She looked at Darien, and she almost choked to keep from laughing. The man was staring at the road as if it was his worse enemy! Serena leaned over and gave him a small peck at the corner of his mouth, and then went back to staring outside the window.
'The woman's going to drive me daft,' thought Darien.
"Say Serena," Darien began, "Wanna go out for some ice-cream?"
Now Serena was not one to turn down an offer like that, but this was a bit much
"Uh Dare," she said, giving him a look as if he's gone crazy, "It's almost midnight."
"Oh what? Does the lovely princess have to be home before 12? Besides when did meatball head ever turn down ice-cream?"
"Ok Darien.. Whatever you say."
"Did anyone ever tell you that you're an interesting guy?" She said a few minutes later.
They pulled up to a small ice-cream parlor about five minutes away from their hotel. The pair just settled on getting a box of some homemade ice cream and eating it at the hotel. A little while later, they were settled in Serena's apartment, in front of the fire place, with two bowls of hot fudge sundae ice cream. Both didn't say anything for a long while. Serena even got up and put away her bowl. The two were content to sit there and enjoy each other's company.
"Serena?" Darien asked.
"Hm?"
"I have to go and meet this advertising manager tomorrow for dinner, to see if he wants to sponsor us. Would you go with me? I mean if you don't have anything else planned"