I Love You
by TasukiNak (joldersm@netcom.ca)
Rated: PG

This is my second story, and it is very short.  I wrote this even 
before "Behind the Eyes" and I didn't know if I wanted to send it in
or not.  But I revised it and decided it was ok enough to send in.  
So here I am, sending it in!

This story is inspired by and centred around the song "I Love You" 
by Sarah McLachlan, on her CD Surfacing.  I love this song, and it 
doesn't belong to me, ok?  I don't own the song or Sailor Moon, I'm 
only borrowing, ok?  Don't sue me!

This takes place during the R season, I don't know when exactly, but
Serena and Darien don't know each other identities yet.  They just 
"hate" each other.  Well, this story says differently.
Here we go.

I Love You
by TasukiNak (tasukinak@xoommail.com)
Rated: PG

Darien stood at the street corner, waiting for the light to change
so he could cross the street.  Out of the corner of his eye, he saw
two blonde pigtails bouncing after a certain vivacious young girl 
running down the sidewalk towards him.  He smiled.I have a smile 
stretched from ear to earto see you walking down the road...
Darien tried to keep his happiness inside, knowing that Serena 
wouldn't necessarily be as delighted to see him as he was to see her.
She ran up to the street corner where he stood, not noticing him.  She 
leaned against the telephone pole, panting for breath.  Obviously she
had run a long way.  
"Oh, I am going to be *so* late!" she bemoaned to no one in particular.
Suddenly, she noticed Darien, standing up straight and gazing at him,
a strange, unreadable expression in her eyes.  Darien met those
beautiful, bright, sky-blue eyes, those eyes that he had dreamt of so
many times, those eyes that he wanted to drown in, forever.
We meet at the lights I stare for a whilethe world around us disappears
it's just you and meon my island of hopea breath between uscould be miles...
Darien gulped, still staring at her even when she looked away.  How he
ached to hold her, to kiss her, to see her radiant smile lighting up
his world, to have her in his arms for all of eternity.  He tore his 
gaze away from her, beautiful her, forcing himself to stop thinking 
that way.  No matter how much he loved her, and willed her heart to 
love him back, she never would.  He had teased her too much, gone too
far with the insults already.  He couldn't go back.  He was the one
to blame.  Maybe he could have had a small chance, that fateful day
when she threw that test paper, but he had destroyed it.  And he would
regret it for the rest of his life.  She could never love him.  He was
too unworthy.  She was a shining star, the sun of his earth, the only
light in his life, the only thing that kept him alive, the only love
of his life.  But she wasn't even his.  He was too undeserving.  He 
was just Darien.  She could never love him.  She hated him.  And he 
could not blame her, either.Let me surround youmy sea to your shore
let me be the calm you seek...
In his mind's eye, he was grabbing her, pulling her to his chest, 
kissing her with all the love and passion he possessed only for her.
All the love he was willing, he was aching, to share.  And in his 
mind's eye, she was kissing him back, her arms tightly wound about his
neck, pouring all of her love into that kiss, into him, into his heart
and soul.  Darien closed his eyes, trying to shut out the heavenly
visions of her that engulfed his senses.  The beautiful dreams that he 
so longed for to come true.  
He groaned softly, causing Serena's head to turn and look at him 
curiously.  His eyes flew open, sensing her gaze upon him.  Her eyes
seemed to be full of concern.  
"Darien?  Is there something wrong?"  He wanted to die at the sound
of her sweet voice, at the sight of her etheral face turned up to his, 
her brow scrunched in...could it be...worry?  
He swallowed nervously, his hands balled tightly into fists at his 
sides, straining to keep his arms from taking on a will of their own 
and reaching out to hold her.  He had to keep himself away from her, 
he had to keep from making a complete fool of himself.
"I'm fine, Serena.  Don't worry about it," he mumbled, half-turning
away from her, embarassed.  He surprised himself, calling her Serena
for the first time ever.
Serena herself looked pretty shocked.  "You can't be fine, Darien!  
You just called me Serena instead of the usual Meatball Head!  Do you
have a fever or something?"  She smiled.  His face lighted up, happy 
to actually see her smile at him.  Now that was a first!  "You look
so sad, Darien," she said, her smile vanished from sight, in its place
that same worried expression that had been on her gorgeous face before.
"I can tell something's wrong.  Please tell me.  You're even more 
serious than usual!  Please, Darien, maybe I..."  She paused, her eyes
fluttering down to her feet for a moment, then lifted them again to 
meet his gaze.  "...maybe I can help," she finished timidly.  
He gazed back at her, half-smiling.  Was she *actually* *concerned* 
about him?  "I've just been...thinking...""About what?"
He wanted to tell her.  He wanted so badly to tell her to her face 
that he loved her, that he needed her, that he wanted to hold her 
tight and never let her go.  He wanted so desperately to be able to 
say, "I was thinking about you and me, Serena.  I was thinking about 
how you are my soulmate, how we belong together, forever.  I was 
thinking about how wonderful, amazing, fascinating, gorgeous, 
indescribable, enticing, and beautiful you are.  I was thinking about 
how much I love you."  But he couldn't.  He knew she would never, 
*could* never return the feelings.  So instead, he just said, in a 
tired, almost sad tone, "Just about stuff.  Nothing much."  He
shrugged, then smiled gratefully at her.  "But thanks for caring, 
Meatball Head!" his tone changed to playful.  
Serena giggled and miled sunnily.  "You're welcome, Crowhead!"  
Darien was surprised.  That was the first time she had actually 
*smiled* when he called her Meatball Head.Suddenly, the street light changed.  
"Ooh, Darien, I gotta go!  I'm going to be *sooo* late!  See ya!"  She 
smiled brightly at him again.  Darien would have fallen completely
love-lorn, and have a foolish, love-struck look on his face, with 
hearts in his eyes.  But somehow, he managed to catch himself in time, 
thankfully, and simply smiled back at her.  She dashed off, her 
pigtails flying behind her.  He stared longingly after her, willing 
her to bring the sunshine back to him.Oh, and everytimeI'm close to you
there's too much I can't sayand you just walk awayand I forgotto tell you
I love youand the night's too longand cold here without you
I grieve in my conditionfor I cannot find the words to sayI need you so...
He stared after her wistfully until she had disappeared among the busy 
streets of Tokyo.  He closed his eyes, forgetting about his 
destination and purpose of even being where he was.  The tears started 
to sting.  She had been friendly, and it brought him joy and pleasure,
but she was *only* friendly.  As a friend.  Nothing more.  It hurt.
A vision of her resting peacefully in his arms floated into his mind, 
almost feeling her embrace.  Like she had been there before.  He 
strained to keep from running after her, through the streets, until he
found her, grabbed her, and told her over and over and over and over 
again how much he loved her.
He didn't even know *why* he loved her so much.  She was a crybaby, a
klutz, she got bad grades, she always ate junk food, was always late
for everything, and was lazy.  But all the same, she was a princess.
Darien managed to see through all her bad habits and bad qualities and 
negative personality traits.  He looked beyond the outward appearance,
and saw her pure, loving heart and her radiant soul.  She had so much
love to give, so much happiness she could bring to the world.  If only
the princess would share her heart with the one who had given her all
of his.  If only she would share some of that happines and love with 
him, he would be perfectly content.  But without her, he was miserable.
She was a pure, giving, loving, generous, caring princess.  If only
she was *his* princess, there would be nothing else in the world that
he could ever want or need.

Oh, and everytimeI'm close to you
there's too much I can't sayand you just walk awayand I forgot to tell you
I love you...
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Serena sat at her desk at school, her chin in her hand, staring out 
the window.  She was contemplating her encounter with Darien.  It was
all so foreign and strange.  The way his eyes stared back at her when
she met his gaze, it was like he was reaching into her soul and 
searching for something.  But she didn't know what it was.  
The way he looked at her made her feel complete, yet empty at the same
time, somehow.  She knew he could never love her in the deep, intense
way she loved him.  She was empty without him.  When his deep, midnight 
gaze had captured hers, she saw something in him, something...familiar,
somehow, yet she couldn't distinguished what it was.  It was always 
just out of the grasps of her mind, like something on the tip of the
tongue.  She had to force herself to look away, before she drowned in
the inviting blue of his gaze.  
No matter how desperately she loved him, she knew her undying love 
would never be returned.  There was no hope.
When she had asked him what was wrong when he had groaned, like he had
lost something dear to him, or perhaps like he could not find 
something he was desperately searching for, when he said he was fine,
but still had that sad, strange expression in his eyes, she had wanted
to make him happy again.  She had wanted to run into his arms and kiss
him like no other girl had kissed him before, because it would be a kiss
from the girl who loved him more dearly than life, more dearly than 
anything.  It would be a kiss from his soulmate.  
Serena had wanted, with all of her might, to tell him that she loved 
him, to tell him that she wanted to be in his arms and never leave 
his side.  But she couldn't.  She was just a fourteen-year-old 
crybaby who klutzed out every two minutes, who couldn't get higher 
than a 65% on any given test.  Why would a wonderful, handsome, 
amazing prince like Darien take any interest in her, much less fall 
in love with her as hard and as fast as she had fallen in love with 
him?  She knew he would never, *could* never return her deep and 
everlasting feelings for him.  He hated her.  He showed her that fact 
every day by constantly teasing her and putting her down, and making 
all her bad qualities seem even worse than they really were.  Serena 
always cried in her heart when he did that, when he hurt her feelings
more than he could ever imagine.  It send daggers through her whole
being, it hurt her and almost scared her.  But she knew, somehow, that
he didn't mean to, and he didn't know how much pain she was in 
because of him.  She knew he never meant to hurt her.  She didn't know
why she felt that way, and usually she just shrugged it off as her
brain playing tricks on her, not her heart telling her the complete,
deep truth.  But she knew.  However many times he teased her, however 
many times he annoyed her, however many times he hurt her, or sent 
those daggers through her, she knew she would always forgive him in
the end, and love him anyways.  She told herself over and over again
that she hated him and would never forgive him for the pain he put her
through, but she always did, and her love came out stronger for it.  
She loved him, and could never stop loving him no matter how hard she tried.  
Oh, and everytimeI'm close to youthere's too much I can't say
and you just walk awayand I forgot to tell youI love youand the night's too long
and cold here without youI grieve in my condition
for I cannot find the words to sayI need you so...
She would love him for the rest of eternity, beyond life and 
far beyond death.  Their pure, enduring love would reach to the very 
ends of time, reaching far beyond what is fathomable.  Neither 
understood how far their love would go, but they would, with time.  
One day, they would comprehend the height, width and depth of their
feelings for each other.  One day their love would be fulfilled.  True
love always is.

THE END

So, how do you like it?  I am extremely proud of it, even though I 
know I overused words and phrases and ideas, but the first time I 
wrote it (in one sitting, no less!) I was *so* enthralled with it and
so proud of it, and so determined to send it in to ASMR, but then I 
read it over again and realized it really wasn't as good as I though 
it was.  So that burst my bubble.  I got started on Behind the Eyes, 
and then decided to revise this and see if I could make it better.  
And I do say, I'm quite pleased with the results!!  oh no, now I'm 
getting a big head!!  Quick, someone pop it before it *really* gets out
of hand!!  Dont' worry, peoples, I'm humble!  ^_^  Lots of thanks go
out to Caleyndar, who is posting my stories on her (ok, I'm just 
assuming it's a her, I don't know of a whole lot of male Sailor Moon 
fans, forgive me if I'm wrong!) webpage!!  YEAH!!  Go visit it at 
http://members.xoom.com/portalsms/.  It is a beautiful site, I love 
it!!  (And no, I'm not just saying that!  It is really gorgeous!)  Ok, 
then, people, thanks for reading, send your comments  to 
joldersm@netcom.ca.  Thank you and goodnight!!  I need to put the
sheets on my bed first, and *then* I'll go to bed, sleep to dream, 
then wake up bright and early to watch my dear Sailor Moon!  (It's on
at 6:30 AM on Fox 29 over here...but it's Sailor Moon, so I suffer!)
Anyways, bye!  ^_^

TasukiNak                                                                    
7/6/99