Title: Suppressed Feelings

Part 5

By: Ami D'Aqua

Email: ami_daqua@hotmail.com

Series: Sailor Moon

Rating: PG-13

Genki Minna!!!! I have the honour of presenting you the fifth and last part of Suppressed Feelings...enjoy!

*Yea, this is the last time you'll have to read this IN THIS STORY- aren't y'all 'appy? Hehe, sweratdrops! * Disclaimers: Sailor Moon is mine! Didn't I say that I'd own her one day? Well, well, well, what do you know? *Eminem style* (ticki, ticki) so sue me! -NOT! "Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman" and "(Everything I Do) I Do It For You" belong to good old, still handsome and talented Bryan Adams!


Suppressed Feelings:

                      Third of August...


The next day Serena didn't go to school, obviously. She spent most part of her morning in her bed...She even got breakfast in bed! Then her mom helped her with a shower and dressed her. Serena called her friends, who were very worried about her, and told the accident story (AN: *again*!), but Darien's story she kept to herself. She wouldn't tell his secret for her best friends, heck, she wouldn't even tell it to her soundproof walls! She let the girls speculate on Darien having feelings for her and giggled along at their romantic fantasies about Darien and her. Just after lunch the doorbell rang, and it was Darien.

He was there to help her study. She hadn't thought of anything that had to do with school during the morning, so the thought of studying got her to feel excited, for some weirdo reason... Yes, she was going crazy (- over Darien); who would think that studying could get Serena to be happy? It only took the right person. The best person. Well, studying went well today too! Darien didn't even get annoyed, and was surprised at Serena's enthusiasm.

Needless to say, Darien helped her every single day until she got better. And as soon as Serena got better she didn't bother to visit school. She spent her mornings with Raye, Mina, and Amy, and her afternoons studying with Darien. Amazingly her progress was faster that the speed of light- of course she wasn't as smart as Amy but she had gone from being and F student to being an average student!

The only days that she had bothered to show up at summer school were the days of the exams. The first one was done on the next to last day of July. The exams lasted until the next day. Serena felt good while doing the exams, she couldn't believe it, but she knew most of the answers. After her exams the only thing that she could do was to wait for the results, and hope that she and Lita would pass, and have bags of fun! This was exactly what Serena did... Well, she also did something else. She went to Darien's college on a secret mission-

"Uh, hi," she stood by the counter of the office of Darien's college (AN: *cough cough*Todai *cough cough*). A middle-aged woman looked up in the reception, smiled, and nodded a hello to her with a questioning expression.

"Could I help you, dear?"

"Yes," Serena nodded frenetically grinning. "You know, I was wondering if you might be able to find out when Darien Shields' birthday is. You see, he's been tutoring me, and I think I passed my exams, and it was because of him, so I wanted to thank him and am hoping that his birthday is still to come... or at least so I can give him a late birthday-and-thank-you card. I asked Andrew, his friend, but he doesn't know either- so I thought..."

"No problem, Honey, I'll fix it," the woman said still smiling. "What did you say his name was, again?"

"Shields, Darien," Serena uttered.

"Oh, Mr. Shields?" then the lady laughed and typed in something in the computer at her desk. "He is the best student we've had in years! And, I might add, a favourite among the young ladies here." Serena nodded agreeing as she watched the woman clicking with the mouse. "Here I have it, Honey! You're in luck, if you want to surprise him; his birthday is quite soon actually."

"Really? When is it?" Serena exclaimed already starting to bounce happily.

"Could you please write it down so that I don't forget?"

"Sure," the woman said scribbling the date on a piece of paper and then she went on handing the paper to Serena. "It's on the third of August."

Serena took the paper and bowed thank you many times. "Thank you, thank you! But please don't tell him anything..."

"I sure won't!" the woman said winking at Serena. "A surprise is a surprise!"

She was about to turn and walk out when she heard him.

"Hey Meatball Head," Darien called surprised, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm, er," Serena chocked pushing the paper further into her short's pockets. "I just wanted to say that I finished the exams today, and that I knew most of the answers. Surprisingly, I actually even did the extra credit questions!" She uttered this glancing at the expedition woman, who winked at her smiling. Her secret was safe...

"Should I congratulate you, or myself?" he half-mocked, walking out by Serena's side. Serena frowned and didn't answer, while Darien laughed.

The Third of August! Why, it was perfect! It was the day she received the results! But was if she failed? She pushed that thought away. She did well, and Darien would be proud of her!

And the third of August arrived... she spent the morning looking for a perfect present. Then she went home to make the birthday cake. She had her mom's assistance, of course, otherwise it would have been a disaster (AN: I sympathise with Serena here! I can't even make pancakes without burning up the whole kitchen! And how many times has the fire alarm rang? ...nope, the kitchen is not my favourite part of the house...). By five o'clock in the afternoon she dressed herself in her best clothes; a short spaghetti strapped denim dress with white embroidered flowers, and a matching jean jacket accompanied with three-inch-high jean strapped sandals. She added a tad of make-up to highlight her best features, and redid her meatballs extra nicely decorating them (attaching them) with denim hair clips.

She left her house with the cake, a bottle, and the presents, and walked to Darien's apartment building. She got there just before it started to rain. There she begged the concierge to lend the spare key to Darien's apartment.

"Aw, come on, you know me!" she begged puppy eyed. "It's Darien's birthday today; I just want to surprise him! Please..."

"But I can't! I can loose my job for that!" he answered sighing. "You can break things and the blame will go on me! Besides, how do you know if he wants you there?"

"I know he won't mind me in his apartment," Serena insisted. "You can blame it on me, if something happens, say that I threatened you with a knife or something, I'll give you my address!"

"No!" the young man said.

"Come on," Serena begged puppy eyed. "I'll be a good girl up there. Have a heart! It's his birthday... no one has ever celebrated it with him! It's the first time that someone ever tried to... Don't be so cold hearted... he's been through a lot, and today, especially, he needs someone to cheer him... Please, do it for him... to make him happy. Please don't spoil this..." She ended her speech on her knees.

"Alright then," he gave up, "I'll lend you spare keys, but you have to give them back. And if something happens, I'll murder you!"

"Oh, thank you! You're so nice!" she shouted grabbing the key from the concierge's hand. "Thank you! You don't know how grateful I am!"

"How can anyone refuse anything from such a pretty girl like you?" he smiled watching her walk to the elevator. "It's too bad you're crushing Mr. Shields, otherwise I'd ask you out..."

"Too bad, huh," Serena answered winked getting into the elevator. "Don't tell, Darien that I'm here; I want to surprise him..." she said before the elevator door closed and the box lifted her to Darien's apartment.

Serena waited and waited, she had everything prepared, and all that was missing was Darien. Finally, the clock ticked 6:45 when Serena heard the lock swing and the door open. She peeked through the living room door. His coat was soaked, and he looked sad, lonely, and in a bad humour. Aw, poor, poor baby... He took off his shoes and Serena sneaked back in the living room. She heard his steps; he was coming. One, two, three-

"Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you ("Wha- what the hell?")

Happy birthday dear Darien ("Meatball Head?")

Happy birthday to you!"

"Oh god, Meatball Head!" he cried blinking hard and fast, seemingly fighting back tears. "How did you know...?"

"Shh, Darien! Don't cry, it's your big day," Serena consoled. "Come here and blow out the candles, instead!"

He stepped into the living room and neared the coffee table where the cake lay.

"Make a wish, and if you blow all the candles in one blow your wish will come true," Serena told bouncing.

Darien smiled and did just that. Then he looked up at her, serious now.

"How did you know? I have never told anyone..."

"Well, believe it or not, I'm not that stupid, Dare," she gave him a genuine smile. "What do you think I was doing at your college..."

"No? Is that true?" he asked still serious.

"Yes," Serena said dreading. "Andrew told me that you don't like to celebrate you birthday, and that you get angry whenever he asks you about it. He told me not to even try, cause you'd get mad, but I didn't want to listen, and so I did this... I was hopping you'd enjoy a little surprise- Darien please don't get mad at me," she end her story with tears in her eyes.

"I'm not mad," Darien said hugging Serena. "This is the best day of my life!" he whispered in her ear.

"I know," she whispered back, "That was the point, Darien."

"Huh?" was Darien's response to what she had uttered.

"Well," Serena said cheerfully breaking away from Darien and walking to the kitchen. She came back with a bottle, a wrapped box, and a set of papers. She shook the bottle and gave it to Darien. "It's time to celebrate! It's champagne; the non-alcoholic one... my mom doesn't let me drink alcohol so she bought me this. I hope you don't mind..."

"No I don't," he smiled opening the bottle. Serena grabbed two champagne glasses from the table. Some white foam popped when Darien finally opened the bottle, he poured some of the sparkling liquid into the two glasses, and then he set the bottle on the table and took one of the glasses. Serena clinked her glass to his, and whispered "happy birthday" and then they both sipped some of the drink.

Serena set her glass on the table again. "I got some presents- well, actually *one* present and a compliment..." she said taking the set of papers." I got my exams back today. I got a 79% on Science..." she said handing him the science exam. "And an 80% in Math..." she handed him that exam too."And an 83% on Japanese and English..." she handed his those exams. Her smile became brighter. "And an 87% in History," she handed that exam to a surprised Darien. "And, finally," she said grinning from ear to ear, "I got a 90 on that Shakespeare Literature thing!"

Darien was astonished! "God, Serena! I'm- I'm really proud of you! Congrats!


"Shush, I'm supposed to thank *you*, remember" she said grabbing a wrapped rectangular cube, then dispensed it to Darien. "So for a thank you, and a birthday present I found you the perfect gift... open it!"

Darien nodded dumb-folded and started to unwrap the present. It turned out to be a book, "Pride and Prejudice" by Jane Austen. He smiled and thanked. Serena just nodded her head. Darien, knowing Serena, set the book on the table and cut two slices of the yellow cake filled with candles. Then he offered a plate to Serena and tasted the cake himself.

"Hmmm, chocolate!" he exclaimed. "My favourite! I was fooled for a while with the yellow coat!"

"Yeah, it's banana coating, and chocolate cake," Serena explained bubbly. "I got help from my mom when making it...otherwise it would have been a catastrophe!" Serena laughed at herself as she plopped on Darien's couch. He took a seat right beside her.

"Anyway did you like your present?" Serena asked a bit insecure. "I know you might think that it's a bit girly, but it's a really good book. And it's real literature, a classic or whatever... my all time favourite book..."

Darien laughed! "Don't worry, Meatball Head! I've read the book, and would mind reading it again...It's also one of my favourites!"

Serena smiled and they both went silent for a while. She was trying hard to be well bred, and not devour the whole cake, and she (so far) was succeeding pretty well. Finally she couldn't resist cutting herself another slice of cake. When she looked up she found Darien gazing at her, a smile lingered upon his lips and in his flawless blue eyes, she saw- was it love? Nah! She was just doing some serious wishful thinking... she was hallucinating. He wouldn't, he couldn't- How can she dare to imagine? She was at least five years younger, for Pete's Sake!

Darien unexpectedly stood up and walked to his stereo. He got out a CD off his CD-case and put it on the stereo. He then walked over to Serena took her hands in each of his and pushed her so that she stood up. A lovely smile tickled his lips as he slid his arms around her waist. Serena's own arms automatically made their way around his neck.

"Shall we dance, Meatball Head?" his voice was almost inaudible and Serena had to guess his question.

"Of course! Who would resist a dance with such a sexy guy like you?" -Oops, did she just say that out loud? Please don't let it be...

"I never knew you could think such things, Meatball Head!" Serena blushed- blushed furiously as the song started.

(AN: fluff and corny factor hitting a 100%! You have been warned!)

"To really love a woman," Darien melodiously sang along in her ear,

"To understand her - you gotta know her deep inside

Hear every thought - see every dream

N' give her wings when she wants to fly

Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms

Ya know ya really love a woman

When you love a woman you tell her that she's really wanted

When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one

Cuz she needs somebody to tell her that it's gonna last forever

So tell me have you ever really - really, really ever loved a woman?

To really love a woman

Let her hold you - til ya know how she needs to be touched

You've gotta breathe her - really taste her

Til you can feel her in your blood

N' when you can see your unborn children in her eyes

Ya know ya really love a woman

When you love a woman you tell her that she's really wanted

When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one

Cuz she needs somebody to tell her that it's gonna last forever

So tell me have you ever really - really, really ever loved a woman?

You got to give her some faith - hold her tight

A little tenderness - gotta treat her right

She will be there for you, takin' good care of you

Ya really gotta love your woman..."

"God, Meatball Head, thank you for everything you've done for me tonight. And to think that I thought that the concierge was trying to annoy me when he said that a pretty angel would be waiting for me here- I was so wrong."

"Do you think I look pretty?" Serena broke his embrace and twirled around the floor.

Darien nodded sincerely. "More beautiful than Hera herself..." he added making Serena give him a lovely, wide smile. He was actually admitting that she was good-looking! Oh boy, he was too elated.

"Do I look sexy?" Serena joked just to see Darien's reaction.

He laughed... "A real turn on- uh, you look at least eighteen today! But I know you're not legal!" Serena laughed along with him. Was he joking too or not? She decided that he was (AN: And we all certainly hope so *protective glare*.) It was weird how Serena felt that she could talk about anything with Darien, she felt really comfortable around him, like they had known each other since they were kids. But it wasn't that she felt sisterly towards him...no... Serena sat down, and just smiled at her previous thought.

"Meatball Head," he said as he parked himself on the couch very close to Serena. "You know, it's not external beauty that makes a person (especially you) beautiful. I don't mean to say that you don't look good- heck I can't stop staring at you- but I've known you for a long time and I know that you are sweet, and kind, and helpful, attentive, and cheerful, and wilful, and so many other things- it would take the rest of the night and the next day to tell it all before I'd start with English because then this language would run out of words..."

Serena glared at Darien. Was he saying all these things? Where was he trying to get at? This sounded extremely close to some kind of love confession- but it couldn't be!  No, no, no, Darien would never- especially not for a girl so much younger than him. She knew him- well enough, or was it? Meatball Head stared at Darien puzzled, helplessly puzzled (AN: those intellectuals! They make confessions complicated, long, *and romantic*, when all it take is three words!)

(AN: corny and fluff factor 125 %!)

Darien hugged his confused Meatball Head. "I've never really loved a woman, but from tonight until forever I'm willing to try and do all these things, because of you, Meatball Head," he whispered softly in her ear; Serena felt his lips gently touch her ear, sending shivers down her back.

"Darien, I'm so confused," she said. "Are you-" she swallowed saliva gathering courage, "Are you saying that-"

"I'm in love with you!" Darien finished for her, and then added with a slightly annoyed tone: "God, Meatball Head, does it take you so long to figure out what I've been trying to say?"

Everything stood still. They could hear the rain coming down heavily on Darien's balcony. All those hurting words- all the things said before... "How? Could. This. Be?" she spoke more thinking than talking.

"Hmmm," Darien hummed and embraced Serena tighter, as if Serena was going to break away (something that she didn't do, of course; she had dreamt of this moment way too many nights to break away!). "You might not believe it, but I've loved you from the first moment I saw you. I was just really scared because you hadn't even talked to me and I could feel you invade my heart. I didn't want to lose you... so I didn't want you to get close to me and have the same fate as- But I couldn't just let you go; just forget you like that," he said snapping his fingers with his last words.

He paused and continued. "I couldn't (and still can't) live without you... I got addicted to you- if I didn't see you at least once a day, it would automatically be a bad day (like today for example). The only way that I could both keep you away from me and still have you close was by teasing you. You have no idea how much it hurt every time you told me that you hated me. You have no idea how I regretted that words I threw at you- and I probably have no idea how much they hurt you...

"When you did that makeover my world just went upside down! There you were, looking better then most popular college girl. You won't believe how jealous the girls were when they found out that some of the guys in college had asked you out, and I- you won't believe how envious I was, but it eased my feelings to know that you'd refused them all... I swear I would have broken any guy who had succeeded a date with you. You just had come too close; it wasn't only your personality, natural beauty I was seeing, but classiness and charm (AN: not to mention more words- don't look at me like that; I know *how* and *what* boys think about! But not, Darien, no, no, no, he's an angel...*thank* Gods!) I made an effort to be nicer, but in the end I found myself teasing you worse than ever.

"I don't know. The day of your accident I thought that you'd- so when I saw you standing there in the middle of the road, with that car coming at you, I did everything to get over there before it killed you! You won't believe how lucky I feel that you're still alive. Here with me... I thought I was dreaming when you said that you wanted to be my friend. And I was so happy that you wanted me to tutor you. I was so glad when you were so enthusiastic about me teaching you. Every time I saw you, all I've wanted to do was tell you that you're the best thing about my life and that I loved you...I just can't help it today when you've done all these things for me- I just have to tell you, I can't hold it. Meatball Head, you're the only thing that matters in my life... I would die if you ever- I know that what I'm saying is not organized. It's probably not making much sense either… but it's hard to explain..."

Serena smiled. She had been listening attentively. "Oh silly," she sang gleefully, "What matters is that I understand you. And you might want to hear that I love you too!"

Serena told her part of the story for Darien, and at the end, a cosy silence fell over them. Each reflecting over what they had just heard from the other. Tenderly Darien took a hold of the sides of Serena's waist; each hand by each side. He gradually leaned back on the couch, lying down. As he did so, he pulled Serena over him. Finally, he was lying on the couch with Serena lying on top of him, she was blushing, her face was- well, if there is anything redder than a tomato then she was that! Darien moved his hands upward, trailing her body past her tummy, bust, shoulders, up to her neck. He lowered her head to his. In the meanwhile Serena closed her eyes. Their lips met, and a gently, fervent, lovely, spicy (AN: Akoo *wink, wink*!), passion-filled kiss surged. They remained lip-locked until Serena was aching for oxygen.

"I love you," Serena panted clutching for breath, while she felt Daren's velvety lips on her cheeks, and higher parts of her neck. She then laid her head on Darien's chest, listening to his racing heart beat in rhythm with hers. (AN: *I know I'm annoying but I just have to say this* I've been watching too many movies. What do I know? I'm getting a tad too slushy now. I'll be back, just need to go out and watch the news or something… aching for some kind of tragedy now!) She felt Darien's face sink into her silky, blond hair. She was- they were in pure heaven inside Darien's apartment, on that cosy couch, with a forgotten birthday cake, two plates, a bottle of champagne, two glasses, papers, and a book beside them on the coffee table. Outside there was a storm at hand, but the two lovers were so into each other that they couldn't hear the sound of thunder.

"What did you wish for?" she asked him with her eyes closed.

"For you to love me as much as I love you," he answered as a lighting bolt stuck outside making Serena hold on to Darien so that her nails dug like claws into his flesh. Darien put his arms around her, and smiled; he was much too in love to feel the pain. "I guess you're going to be spending the night here, with me then..." he laughed a little, as Serena nodded frantically not daring to look up."Thank you for giving me the best day of my life, my darling Meatball Head."

Serena looked up. Wasn't it enough that she couldn't believe that a guy like Darien had told her that he had always loved her, now he was calling her *his* darling Meatball Head! The name that she'd been dreaming to hear him utter for ages now...

"No thank *you*," she corrected and gave him a butterfly kiss on his lips. Yapp, she'd be spending the night with him whether a stormy or a clear night! They were now both aware that the stereo was still playing...

"Look into my eyes - you will see

What you mean to me

Search your heart - search your soul

And when you find me there you'll search no more

Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for

You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for

You know it's true

Everything I do - I do it for you

Look into my heart - you will find

There's nothin' there to hide

Take me as I am - take my life

I would give it all I would sacrifice

Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for

I can't help it there's nothin' I want more

Ya know it's true

Everything I do - I do it for you

There's no love - like your love

And no other - could give more love

There's nowhere - unless you're there

All the time - all the way

Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for

I can't help it there's nothin' I want more

I would fight for you - I'd lie for you

Walk the wire for you - Ya I'd die for you

Ya know it's true

Everything I do - I do it for you"



Author's Note: For all hentais: They Won't Do Anything, ok? She's not legal. Besides, don't spoil my fan fic with echii thoughts! It's supposed to be romantic, NOT perv.

So with that said...I'm sorry about all the AN interruptions, but sometimes when there is too much fluff I have to stop and take a break and spoil it for you all. Yes, I could not with less fluff, but I can't really control the people when I write a story… In the beginning this was really supposed to be a short fic about Darien's Birthday, and now look at it! Sorry, sorry, sorry! It's all their fault!

My main reason for writing this fic was that there are so many Serena/Usagi

Birthday fics and no one writes about *Darien's* birthday... I mean who is in more need of a special birthday, Serena (who had a birthday party every year with friends and family) or Darien (who is all alone and probably sees his birthday as another highlight that he *is* alone in the world)? Well, you know my opinion! This is gonna be a long after-note…:

Oh and I must to thank everyone how has followed this fic and reviewed *brings everyone into a huge bear hug* I WUV U'all! And I'm sorry I'm not a good updater (strike the "not a good" and insert "a bad" and you'll feel better), but I have stuff like school to tend to, something which I must do or else no more computer or TV for me (mom's rules, gotta follow them, she really wants we to get into a recognized university and succeed in life, y'know)!

Ja ne,

Ami D'Aqua!