Title: Saying Goodbye to Dorothy Smith - Epilogue
Author: Alicia Blade
E-mail: Kammi22@sprintmail.com
Hey minna!! Told this one would be finished soon! Hope you all enjoy
the epilogue as much as you've been enjoying the rest of the fic!
Please email me with your comments, ideas, suggestions, etc. Also, a
few notes, first of all, I will be taking my poetry to a publisher
hopefully within a month or two. I have no idea how long it takes for
something to get published, but just to let you know I'm still gonna do
that. And also, BIG news!! After much prodding from just about everyone
in my life, I'm writing a book!!!! Fun, ne? It will be fantasy/science
fiction (think The Hobbit) with LOTS of romance and comedy, etc. You
know me! ^_~ Although I just started, so don't go beg your parents for
the money YET… tee hee… But please keep it in mind and I hope most of
you out there will be interested when it's finally published.
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"Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven,
for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you."
Matthew 5:12
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Darien muttered beneath his
breath, straightening his blazer. Serena giggled, holding onto his arm
tighter than she already was.
"Are you sure you're ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," he said uncertainly, staring at the
door as if it would spring forward and attack him at any minute.
"Don't worry, sweetie, everything will be fine, you'll see.
They'll love you! Just… like… me…"
He forced a small grin, looking down on her happy face, into her
cerulean blue eyes. "You really think they'll like me?"
"Of course! But remember, we're just dating. If my parents found
out I was engaged, my dad would blow a gasket and Mom would probably
faint."
Darien chuckled lightly. "Alright, just dating."
"Are you nervous?" she asked quietly, fixing a wrinkle in his
tie.
"A little. Well, okay, a lot."
"Why? There's nothing to be afraid of."
"Well… it's just… I've never met your dad before and I'm afraid
that I'll make a bad impression… And I haven't seen your mom since the
day of the funeral and we were just friends back then, so…"
Giggling, Serena pulled his head down, lying a soft kiss on his
lips. He stared at her, a bit surprised, before smiling lovingly. "What
was that for?"
"I think it's absolutely wonderful that you want my parents to
love you. It's so sweet!"
He laughed, tying his arms tighter around her waste. "It's just
that… when we finally DO tell them the good news… I want to have your
father's blessing. I want them to like me and know that I do love you
and that I'm going to take care of you. I mean, you hear about families
on TV all the time where the parents absolutely hate the son-in-law and
then their daughter is forced to choose between them and… I don't want
that to happen to you. You deserve nothing but complete happiness in
your life."
Her blue eyes glazed over in pure delight, her arms wrapping
around his neck, toying gently with his hair. "Don't worry Darien,
they'll love you, I know they will. I have a back up plan in case they
don't." She winked at him slyly, a mischievous smile taunting her lips.
He responded by raising a curious eyebrow, before realizing it didn't
matter and chuckling slightly.
"Well in that case, I guess there's no sense in standing out on
the porch all day, right?"
"Yup! I'm getting hungry, and I'm pretty sure Mom was gonna mix
up some of her world famous chow mien casserole!"
"Ooh, sounds delicious."
Stealing one last kiss from her fiancé, Serena turned to face the
door again, placing her hand on the doorknob, before pausing. "Oh,
yeah, and one more thing, love."
"What's that?"
She turned to face him, staring into his deep eyes. "If ever I
did have to make the choice between you and my family, I would choose
my husband without a second thought."
And on that serious note, leaving Darien somewhat stunned, they
walked hand in hand into the house.
"Mom, I'm home!" Serena called, slipping off her shoes. Darien
followed her example, gulping nervously. They walked into the living
room and his eyes began analyzing the homey feel to it all. The house
was warm and caring, filled with love. Family pictures and meaningful
trinkets littered every available table space.
How he yearned to belong here.
"Hi, sweetheart," said a new voice. Darien looked up to see
Serena's mom walking into the living room wearing an apron and carrying
a wooden spoon. "You're home just in time, dinner's almost ready." She
gave her daughter a quick hug before looking up at the guest. "Oh,
hello Darien, it's so nice to see you again!" she said with the same
love in her voice she had for her daughter.
Darien was about to respond politely when she gave him a simple
friendly hug, kissing his cheek gently. "I'm so glad Serena finally
decided to bring you to dinner. She never stops talking about you, you
know."
Darien blushed slightly, beginning to stutter a "Hello, thanks
for letting me join you" when a buzzer sounded in the kitchen.
"Oh, there's dinner. Serena, why don't you take his coat, and
then come join us at the table." And with that, she disappeared back
through the door she had come through.
With a wide smile, Serena looked at her boyfriend lovingly. "See,
no problem. One down and one to go. Here, I have to take your coat
now."
He finally managed a smile, happy that her mother was so kind,
before slipping off his jacket and handing it to the bouncing blond.
She returned a few moments later, threading their fingers together and
leading him into a fairly large dining room. He gulped as he peered
inside. There was a man in his late thirties sitting at the end of the
table, a young boy in the chair across from him, both eagerly waiting
for dinner to be set on the table.
Feeling Serena tense, just slightly, next to him didn't help
Darien's composure much. He gulped, attempting to remain calm as he and
Serena walked into the room. The man looked up immediately, the smile
on his face fading when his eyes met Darien.
"Who are you?"
"Daddy, this is the guy I was telling you about, Darien Chiba, my
boyfriend. Darien, meet my dad."
Stepping forward, Darien extended his hand mannerly. "Pleasure to
meet you Mr. Tsu…"
"What is the meaning of this, you are too old to be dating my
daughter. Get out of my house!" he yelled, standing up from the table
briskly.
Darien's eyes widened and he quickly took a step back, coiling
his arm to his side.
"Dad! Be nice! He is not too old for me, he's a very nice man.
You don't even know him and if you'd listen…"
"No, it's bad enough you're dating at all, I will not put up with
some creep who's 10 years older than you. You are still a little child,
Serena!"
"I am NOT a little child, and besides, he's only 5 years older…"
"FIVE YEARS?! No, no way, no how. Get that man out of…"
"Ken Benjamin Tsukino, you listen to your daughter!" screeched
Ilene, coming angrily into the dining room. "You are going to treat Mr.
Chiba as a guest or you'll be sleeping on the couch for a week!"
"I'll sleep on the couch for a month, but I assure you my
daughter will not continue to see this arrogant, egotistical, lustful…"
Darien stood back and watched silently as Ken bickered with his
wife. He could see anger boiling inside of Serena. Slowly, he laid a
comforting hand on her shoulder, feeling her immediately begin to relax
at his touch.
"Maybe I should go," he whispered in her ear. She looked back up
at him, shaking her head.
"Wait a little while, okay?"
Taking a deep breath, he let his shoulders drop. Again, his
attention turned to the stereotyped accusations on himself. At the
table, Sammy continued to sit and stare innocently.
When she had finally had enough, Serena reached into her pocket,
pulling out her back up plan. "Dad, LOOK!" she screeched, handing him
the piece of paper.
He took a careless glance down, looked up at his wife, yelled for
a moment longer, then froze. Slowly, his gaze lowered to the paper
again, and he began shaking.
"Wha…what's this?"
"That's yesterday's math test. MY math test."
"But… it says… 94… T…tell me this is 94 out of 500 or something…"
"No daddy, it's 94%. I got an A. And all because DARIEN believed
in me and offered to tutor me when no one else would. You have him to
thank for that grade, and not to mention the past 4 tests I've brought
home. Do you remember those, Daddy? First a 92, then an 86, an 81, 90,
and now THIS. You should be praising Darien for the change!"
Ken stared at the paper for a moment longer, slowly raising his
disbelieving eyes to his daughter, then the worried and frightened man
next to her. His eyes repeated this circle a few times, before finally
slamming his fist down on the table, a grin pulling over his face.
"Well then, by golly, pull up a chair! Heck, if you'll get her
past high school, I'll let you marry my daughter!" Laughing, he sat
down in his chair, looking over the test paper in awe.
Darien and Serena exchanged glances, grateful, and trying their
hardest not to laugh at her oblivious father's comment.
"Ilene! Let's bring Mr. Chiba some food, hurry it up! Hey, would
you like a cigar? One of the finest! Actually, I don't smoke, and you'd
better not either or I've got a word or two for you, but I think we
still have some of the chocolate cigars. Sammy, do you know what we did
with those?"
He continued to babble unconsciously as Serena and Darien took
their places at the table, hands laced together beneath the white lace
cloth, unknowing to the others.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Darien muttered beneath his
breath, straightening his blazer. Serena giggled, holding onto his arm
tighter than she already was.
"Are you sure you're ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," he said uncertainly, staring at the
door as if it would spring forward and attack him at any minute.
"Don't worry, sweetie, everything will be fine, you'll see. They
love you! Just… like… me…"
He forced a small grin, looking down on her happy face, into her
cerulean blue eyes. "But do you really think they like me THAT much?"
"Of course! Darien, we've been dating for two years. It's about
time they found out we're engaged. We have to tell them sooner or
later."
Darien sighed, lowering his head slightly. "Serena… I know that,
it's just… to them you're still a little girl. You're only 16, hardly
old enough to be planning a wedding… and… I just really, REALLY want
your parents' blessing. I want them to think of me as their son, not as
the guy who stole their little girl away."
Giggling lovingly, Serena wrapped her arms around his neck,
waiting for his hold to inevitably tighten around her in response. Once
they were wrapped in each other's embrace, she inhaled his scent, the
cologne so familiar, and yet dazing her senses like it had the first
time he'd worn it. Tilting her head up, she smiled gently, kissing his
lips in tenderness.
"Darien, they already love you. They have since the day you met.
Even Sammy is crazy about you! And furthermore, they know I love you.
They had to at least be expecting that I would want to spend the rest
of my life with you. They'll be happy I found true love so early, and
believe me, we will have their blessing. Nothing is ever going to keep
us apart." Kissing his cheek, she let one hand drop to a chain around
her neck. Her engagement ring hung around it, always close to her
heart. "And besides, now I can FINALLY wear this around them!" she
added on a happier note.
Grinning now himself, only traces of his nervousness showing,
Darien reached around her neck, pulling the necklace off of her.
Unsnapping the clasp, he slipped the ring off, before once again
placing the chain around her neck. Pulling her left hand to his chest,
he slipped the ring on its appropriate finger, kissing it gently.
"There, just where it always should be," he whispered, lying a
soft butterfly kiss on her smiling lips.
"And always will be from now on," she whispered with equal
affection. They kissed again, a bit longer than the last, her hands
once again returning to their position around his neck.
"Are you two just gonna stand out there making out all day? The
neighbors are gonna be sick!"
Laughing, Serena and Darien pulled apart. Pivoting around in her
fiancé's arms, Serena quickly smacked Sammy on the head, only hard
enough that he flinched slightly, glaring at her in good nature, before
turning to look at the tall man with his arms wrapped around his
sister's waist.
"Hey, didn't I tell you that if you got fresh with my sis I'd
have to kick your…"
"Is Dad home?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, him and mom are in the living room."
"Great, come on, Darien." Serena grabbed onto his hand, leading
him into the house that now actually felt more like a second home to
Darien. Walking past the short sandy haired boy, Darien shook his head
at Sammy's cute over-protectiveness. Of course, Sammy looked at Darien
like an older brother, a complete role model, and knew he would never
actually do anything to his sister, but he still liked to kid him about
it. Grinning down on the 13-year-old kid, Darien slapped him a few high
fives as he was pulled into the next room.
"Hello Serena! Hi Darien! Come watch some Jeopardy with us,"
called Ilene as soon as she saw the two walk through the front door.
"Hi mom, dad. Actually… could we turn that off for a minute,
Darien and I have something kind of important to tell you."
She glanced back at the man with his fingers laced through hers,
the dark blue eyes quickly filling with nervousness. "Now?" he mouthed
to her silently. She nodded her head, squeezing his hand reassuringly.
"Can't it wait? They just got to round two!" her dad said,
eagerly awaiting the line of questions on 'famous cover stories'. He
WAS a reporter, after all, and couldn't wait to show off his vast
knowledge of the quizzical world.
"I don't think this one can wait, Daddy," said Serena, finally
slipping her palm from Darien's grasp and walking over to the TV,
flipping it off before turning to face the rest of her family. Sammy,
who had followed them in, instantly claimed a spot on the couch, next
to her mom. Ken set the remote down, and Ilene set the magazine she'd
been reading during commercials on the coffee table.
"Well what is it, dear?"
Serena looked up at Darien, signaling for him to come over to
her. He took a deep breath, walking to the center of the family room
and placing an arm around her waist, making unsure eye contact with her
family. They watched them anxiously.
"Well… Mom, Dad, Sammy… we… um… well…" she looked up at Darien,
who offered little help, save a patient smile. She took a deep breath.
"Darien proposed to me and I said yes. We're going to get married."
His arm tightened around her waist as she let the rest of the
breath out quickly.
Her parents stared at her silently for a minute. Then two
minutes. Five minutes…
"Mom? Dad?"
Ilene cleared her throat slightly. "Uh… you're… engaged?"
"Yes, Mommy."
"Ah…" she said, breathing in deeply.
There was another long moment of quiet, before her father spoke
up, surprisingly calm.
"Are you sure that is what you want, Serena? It's a life changing
decision, and a huge commitment. Do you think you're ready for it?"
Sighing in relief that he hadn't gone into hysterics, Serena
nodded her head vigorously. "Yes, I'm sure of it! I love Darien with
all my heart and want to be with him forever, I know that."
Darien gulped, still looking between her and her parents.
Finally, he cleared his throat. "Um… Ken, Ilene… I know she's still
very young and I'm sure you were expecting her to… wait a bit longer
until, really, even considering marriage. But… I can assure you that I
will provide for her, and take care of her. I love your daughter more
than I love myself, and will do anything humanly possible to keep her
healthy and… happy. All I ask… is for your blessing on the wedding and
marriage. I hope that… that's not asking too much."
Ken looked down, eyeing the floor, his hands ringing almost
roughly in his lap. Finally, he let his palms relax and looked up at
the couple again. Stealing a quick glance at his own wife, who looked
somewhat pale, a mix of shock, happiness, and fear mixed into one.
Gulping, he looked directly into Darien's eyes. "If I don't have to
spend too much money on the wedding, you have my blessing," he said, a
somewhat forced smile dawning on his features. Then with a more serious
undertone, he added, "Darien, I know you love my little girl. And
though it's hard for me to imagine anyone taking her away from me, I'm
glad she chose you."
"Yes, I agree with your father. Serena, you're still very young,
but you've matured a great deal the past few years and I believe you
can make your own decisions now. As long as you're happy, I am too. You
have my blessing, also."
Slowly, a smile broke on Serena's face, her blue eyes widening in
great happiness. "Oh… thank you!" she squealed, running forward to give
her parents large bear hugs. After squeezing them each to death, she
ran back to her now 'official' fiancé, wrapping her arms around his
waist. He returned the favor, a shocked grin still on his face, before
looking down on her and pressing his lips to hers.
In the back of his mind, he could hear Sammy asking, "Does this
mean I have to wear a tux?"
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Darien muttered beneath his
breath, straightening his tuxedo jacket. Andrew chuckled from behind
him, his hands casually relaxed in his pockets.
"Honestly, I can't either. Are you sure you're ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," his best friend replied uncertainly,
staring awkwardly down the white aisle before him.
"Don't worry, Dar, everything will be fine! You guys have been
engaged for how many years now?"
"Three, though only one according to her family."
"You see, it's time to tie the knot. She loves you, you love her.
It was bound to happen sooner or later," he joked, nudging his stiff
friend.
Cracking a smile, Darien finally turned his attention to his best
friend since Dorothy. "You know, I have been dreaming of this day since
we met and now that it's finally here… I can't seem to wait for it to
be over."
Andrew raised an eyebrow. "Excited for the wedding night much?"
For that comment, he received a glare and smack in the stomach.
"Get your mind out of the gutter!"
He laughed lightly in response. "Just kidding. Why are you so
nervous anyway? You're… not having second thoughts, are you?"
"What? No way! Just the thought of Serena finally being my WIFE
makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. I just… I don't know, I guess I'm
not used to being the center of attention, that's all."
"Ah, don't worry about it. You'll do fine. Besides, no one ever
pays attention to the groom, just the bride. You know that. As long as
you have your vows memorized."
"Like the back of my hand."
"Excuse me, are you the best man?" asked the wedding coordinator.
Andrew turned to the new voice, nodding his head. "Yup, that's me."
"The ceremony's about to start, you need to go take your place."
"Alright, I'm on my way."
As the coordinator walked away, he turned to Darien once more,
slapping him lightly on the shoulder. "Don't worry, you'll be fine.
Just keep your eye on the honeymoon…" And with that, he quickly jogged
down the aisle, away from danger.
Darien sighed, his eyes running over the crowd, beginning to hush
as music drifted through the church. Soon, Andrew and Serena's maid of
honor, Raye, began walking down the aisle linking arms. After
separating at the altar, Mina and a friend from Darien's college began
walking down. Slowly, Darien's eyes moved over the other onlookers.
There was Serena's mom, crying while Sammy sat next to her, asking what
was wrong. Her grandparents were in the next aisle, as well as aunts
and uncles he'd met briefly at the family gathering last week. Serena
had been set on introducing him to her relatives before they were
hitched. He could see some friends from her school, and even some of
her teachers.
The other side of the church was noticeably emptier, but still
held quite a few of his friends and acquaintances. His stare washed
over his English professor, some college buddies, Ms. Otomadachi and
Kevin Saotomai, Dorothy and her husband, Rita and some of her friends,
employees from his work…
'Wha?'
His stare darted quickly back to a short, plump woman sitting in
the front row, next to Ms. Otomadachi. His jaw fell for a moment,
before he forced himself to pick it up. Dorothy smiled at him, mouthing
the words 'I promised.'
A smile pulled at his lips and his eyes looked down the aisle for
a moment as the flower girl, one of Serena's cousins, came skipping
toward him and the music changed. When he looked back at the piers,
Dorothy and her husband were gone. He sighed silently, knowing she was
still watching him, and his eyes lifted to watch the angel now floating
down the aisle.
Once again, his breath caught.
The sheer veil hid most of her golden hair, but select tendrils
framed her glowing face. She seemed to sparkle with radiance as she
slowly stepped toward him, their eyes locked. Her dress was made of
fine satin, reflecting the soft light coming through the stained glass
windows of the church and candles placed among the aisle. A diamond
choker and simple sash around her shoulders made her look like a queen
as she walked down the aisle, her arm strung through her father's, and
the train dragging a few feet behind her.
He gulped, not trying to quit his gawking. This gorgeous,
incredible, ethereal creature… was about to become his wife… His lips
curved into a smile as he looked deep into her glowing blue eyes. He
heard a few words being spoken as she stopped a few feet away from him,
and her father deserted her side. Shakily, and yet very certain, Darien
took his spot, hooking her delicate arm in his.
She smiled at him lovingly, a million thoughts in her head,
ranging from cake to klutz attacks, and yet always filtering back to
the man who was grinning down on her now. He held more love and joy in
that simple gaze than she had believed anyone could hold for a single
person. And yet, her heart was matching his exactly…
Their feet guiding them before the priest, they turned to face
each other, her soft hands being taken into his warm and caressing
hold.
"You look beautiful," he whispered so that only she, and possibly
the priest, could hear. She blushed slightly, as he knew she would. "I
love you, princess."
Her gaze looked deep into his soul, her eyes becoming damp, and
whispered adoringly, "And I will love you always, my prince."
"We are gathered here today…"
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