The sound of a sweet sigh caused Darien to suddenly wake from his sleep. He looked from left to right, then back to center of the room. His vision was fuzzy. He rubbed his eyes, then blinked. His vision slowly started to focus. The figure in front of him started to become clearer. What was once just silhouette with blond hair turned to a beautifully sleeping angel.

He watched as her body moved up and down with every breath. Her already little body curled up on his cough. The way her hair flowed even though she had been shuffling around. Every piece still some how stayed in place. Her shoulder twitched. He held his breath and straightened his posture. It took a few seconds before he was able to accept the fact she wasn't going to actually wake up. He sunk back into his seat. He tried to get comfortable. He kept adjusting. He put a pillow under his back. He put his feet up on the coffee table. Crossed his arms and again tried to get comfortable. He let out a big sigh.

"Mmmmmm."

Darien's eyes opened again to see Serena stretching her arms high above her body. Her body started to curl and her legs went straight out. Her head turned to one side, then snapped over to to look dead straight at Darien. His heart jumped to his throat. Was she really awake? Or was this just one of those things where her eyes are opened for but a second and then they will close again? Should he say anything? What if it really wakes her up?

'Why are her eyes still locked on me?' He wondered.

"Have you been watching me sleep?"

Was he imagining this? Was he hearing things? He couldn't really tell her lips actually moved. He was frozen.

"Are you sleeping with your eyes opened? Hello?" She called again.

"Uhhhhh?" Was all he could say. Suddenly his mouth became so dry. His tongue wouldn't move.

"What is wrong with you?" She pushed herself up and rested in the corner of the couch.

"Ummm."

"Ummm?" She looked around his apartment. Then looked back at him. "Maybe I should head home." She threw the blanket off of her. "My parents will be getting up soon."

"No!" He finally yelled.

She froze.

"I am sorry." He took his feet off the coffee table, and uncrossed his arms.

"For being a creeper and watching me sleep?" She slightly chuckled.

He signed. Hung his head down. "Yes...you looked so pretty there." His head popped up. "But that is not the only reason I was up. To my defense I was not watching you the whole time."

"Then what were you doing?" She tilted her head and gave him a smirk.

"Unlike your couch, this one is not that comfortable to sleep in." He explained crossing his arms again.

Serena did a little stretch. She groaned, looked around again. "Why were we sleeping on the couch? You have huge bed. One of us could have taken the couch and the other the bed."

He got out of his seat and walked over to the cough she curled back in. He sat down as close to her as he could. Part of her feet under him. "Of all days to wash my sheets. I chose today." He shrugged. "Sorry."

"You don't have to say sorry." She rested her hands on his. "None of this was planned. I should be the one apologizing."

He pulled her hand up to his mouth. Kissed it then rested his cheek on it. "You have nothing to be sorry about. You would have been there earlier if it wasn't for me and all my stuck up comments." He kissed her hands again. "I just wish you didn't come in your pajamas." He looked at her with a confused look on his face.

She scoffed and shook her head. "I can't believe I did that..." She then looked over to the kitchen and bit her bottom lip.

"What's wrong?"

She shook her head again. "My body kind on hurts." She bent her neck from side to side.

"Is that it." He moved one hand up to her shoulder and massaged it.

She did a shoulder shrug.

"No tell me." He gripped her hand tighter and pulled her into his arms. One of legs fell off the couch as she adjusted herself on the couch. Cuddled up against Darien's chest. He started to lightly massage her arm.

She let out a sigh. "I tried to transform in my house."

"And...?" He was confused.

"It didn't work." She cleared her throat. "It was weird. I tried multiple times and nothing." She shrugged. "I thought maybe it was the fact I was in my house and I wasn't able to scream as loud. But I also tried once I got outside and nothing."

"Has that happened before?"

She thought for a second. "No. Not that I can remember. I was able to transform into Sailor Moon when someone needed me."

"Hmmm." Keeping one hand touching her. He rested his chin in his hand. "We definitely needed you."

"That's why it doesn't make sense to me." She straighten up a little bit. "You guys needed me and I needed to help you guys."

"But did you really want too?" He turned to look at her.

"What do you mean, if I didn't want too. I wouldn't have gone."

"Serena. I am just so glad that you are back. But you need to be happy that you are back."

"I love being Sailor Moon. I love her more than I love being me to be honest." She let out a sigh. "But for a minute I did hesitate."

"Do you regret being Sailor Moon again?"

She turned to look at Darien and shook her head no. "I love being able to help people. I couldn't just sit there while people suffered."

"Maybe that is why you were finally able to be her again."

"Hmmmm?"

"You let go of everyones doubt. You did it for all the right reasons. And you really wanted it. That combination could be the only reason you were able to transform again."

"Hope it doesn't happen again."

"It won't. Nobody wants this the way that you do. You want it for all the right reasons. Help people. Be a better you, and you do the best you can, with all your heart." He leaned in to kiss her. She met him just about half way. He kissed so gently. "And besides nobody could look as beautiful as you while you twirl and spin in the air."

"Don't start making fun of me again." She backed up and scrunched her face.

"I am not making fun." He tried to pull her over to him. "My girlfriend is Sailor Moon." He whispered.

"Really your girlfriend? I don't remember you asking me to be your girlfriend."

"I figure it was implied."

"Nope. Not on this end." She smiled at him and then stuck her tongue out.

With one swoop he threw himself on top of her. "Really are you going to play the field?"

She shrugged.

"Oh really." He started to kiss her neck.

She started to giggle. "I mean are you trying to convince me otherwise?"

Her laugh caused goosebumps all down his body. He loved that sound. So genuine. So musical. It caused his heart to skip a continued to kiss up and down her neck. "Is it working?" He whispered. He got to her shoulder moved the strap, and kissed her shoulder.

She threw her head back and let out a deep breath. Every sense in her body was heightened. He moved his face up to hers. Nose to nose. Gave a quick peck on the lips. "Is it working?"

She just smiled at him.

"I can stare at your smile all day, everyday." He kissed her again.

"Yeah? In between my cries, from your mean names?" She teased, but the thought did linger in the back of her mind. This moment could be a fluke and he could go back to how it all was at the drop of a hat.

He kissed her again. Shook his head. "I am sorry for every time I made you cry. I will do whatever you want to make it up to you if you just let me."

She pressed her wet lips against each other. She ran her hands up and down his chest. She adjusted her head to accept his kissed. Each kiss more passionate than the previous. His hand tracing her body before reaching the top of her pajama bottoms. He slowly pulled them down, hoping that she would not protest. She bent her leg to help him remove the bottom from around her ankle as she pulled his shirt over his head. Every movement they made was in sync, neither one breaking the connecting they had.

Darien pulled her short just enough to expose both breast. He traced her areola with his tongue. She arched her back. Moved her hands to his belt buckle, undid everything, and pulled his pants down, just enough to release his erect penis. She used her hands to stroke it up and down. He started to groan. "Serena." He whispered into her mouth.

"You like that?" She kissed him back.

He gave her another deep kiss before standing up to step out of his pants and removing her laced panties. He positioned himself on between her legs. He remained up on his knees. He admired the beauty that was in front of him. All the time he spent teasing her, and pushing her away, it took her ignoring him and basically stepping out of his life for him to realize how important she was to him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She went to cover her face. But before she could, he positioned himself back over her, grabbed both her hands and held them down.

"Don't cover your face. I want to see your face and all over you." As he hovered over her.

He released one of her hands and used his spare hand to guide himself into her. With a gasp her eyes fluttered. His thrust started slowly, but as her hips and movement joined to the rhythm of his, he started to speed up.

His groans and her moans started to fill his living room. With the rate they were going he was going to release to early, he couldn't have that. He looked all over the room, focused on his breathing and tried to drown her moaning out. He wanted this night to be a night that would make up for however many nights she spent crying in her room because of him. He wanted her to only remember nights like this, when she thought of him.

He kept thrusting and thrusting into her, still looking and random things on the wall, however as her screams of his name got louder and louder, it made it harder. He finally gave up and looked down at Serena. Her skin glistened. Her head back, eyes closed. Her back arched, pushing her breast forward. He buried his face between them, he could not take it anymore, he needed to go. He started to pump harder and wrapped her legs around him bringing him in deeper. She kept scream his name, begging him to go harder and deeper. Her legs kept tightening as the two kept moving. When he could no longer hold it in, he clenched the coach with his fist, let out a groan, and released himself into her.

His fluids mixed with hers and started to run down her legs, as she too started to come down from her high. It took minutes for them to collect themselves. For their vision to come back to normal. Darien laid himself between the back of the coach and Serena. He used one arm to support his head and put one arm on her waist. He kissed the back of her head and watched as her respiratory rate when down.

"Soooo..."

Serena turned her head to look at Darien.

"Is that a yes?" He asked with his handsome smile.

Serena rolled her eyes. Chuckled. "I guess..." She turned her body towards him, threw one leg over his legs and gave him one last kiss goodnight.