Teacher Teacher!

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He didn't get much sleep that night. The weekend had blown by with him holed up in his apartment. He had given Andrew flimsy excuses like "Papers to
grade, too tired," etc. It was Sunday evening now. He didn't know if he could face her tomorrow. It was different, before, when she didn't know how he felt.

'God, that was so wrong!' He laid in bed, plagued by thoughts of her. 'I should never have done that. Never.' He scolded himself for having complicated
things even further.

There was one memory, persistent past all of the "bad" things he shouldn't have done.

"Then keep me." She had said, while pressed up against him.

He wanted to.

He really, really wanted to.

But he was still a teacher, and she was still his student, no matter how much either of them wanted that to change.

'Oh why couldn't this have been her senior year?!' His mind begged nobody.

Her birthday was in July, making her 17, yes. But she was simply one of the older kids in her class. 'Her parents must have started her later, or something.'

'Why am I even thinking about this?! Its not like I can suddenly have her when she's 18!' He shook his head and tried to fight his inner anguish.

He could never let himself have her.

"It fucking figures that the first remarkable woman I meet, I can't have." He looked at the clock as he got out of bed.

6:30 pm

'Shit. Its only 6:30.' He sighed and went to the closet to grab a sweater.

He needed to get out, now, and leave all of these thoughts behind him.

'Where the hell am I supposed to go?' He had to continuously fight the urge to run to Andy. He was working tonight, and knowing his own luck, Serena would
be there. She wore her heart on her sleeve most of the time.

And he always found it hard to resist giving in to people like that. Andy was like that. And Darien found himself doing whatever he asked when he could
see how much it would mean to him.

It didn't matter how trivial it may have been either. Andrew could ask him to grab a carton of milk from the other side of town, and if he acted like it
really mattered, Darien would do it.

It was his weakness, and he would be damned if he would ever let Serena find out about it.

It was cold outside as he left his apartment building. He paused for a moment, adjusting to the sharp, cold wind.

He took a deep breath and as he walked, he thought of her.

He walked past the part of the fence they had been on, yesterday, and stood there for a minute, letting himself relive it for as long as he could before
he had to shake the thoughts away and tell himself he was a 'bad man.'

He remembered how she was in his arms. Small, warm, inviting.

"Then keep me."

He let out a deep sigh, wishing he had "kept" her. 'Its a good thing she's not here right now, or I just might.'

He felt himself stirring at the thought of taking her up to his apartment.

'Just add it to the spank bank and get it out of your head, Shields!' He scolded himself.

"God! What I wouldn't do to have her..." He said out loud to no one. Everyone else was inside, where it was warm, where they belonged.

He couldn't fight the urge to hop up on that part of the fence ledge again like they did yesterday afternoon.

He clung to it, feeling the wind on his face, wishing she were there with him now.

"Hiya, stranger!" A familiar voice startled him out of his thoughts.

He turned around sharply, almost falling off the ledge.

It was Mina.

He hopped down and brushed himself off a little, as if he were dusty.

"Hey! How's it going?" His nervousness was obvious to them both. He was acting as if he were caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Wow, are you ok?!" His uneasiness startled her. "I didn't mean to scare you!"

"No, no. I'm fine. What's up?" He asked a little too quickly.

"Um, well, nothing. I was just heading to the Crown to see the girls and saw you there. Are you sure you're all right, Darien?" She tilted her head slightly
as if she could see through him.

"I'm fine. Just have stuff on my mind. Trying to walk it off. You know." He sounded unbelievable even to himself.

"Well, you wanna go to the crown with me?" She asked in her usual, bubbly way.

"No!" He blurted out quickly. "I-um, I mean... Not tonight. I'm not feeling very well." He looked away and rubbed a hand over the back of his head,
nervously.

He was, for some reason, afraid she would see into his head and know what he was thinking about.

She looked at him, suddenly, with an all-knowing smirk.

'Can she see into my head?!' He thought for a moment. 'I mean, really... how does she know?'

Apparently, his quixotic expression betrayed his thoughts, again.

"Don't worry, Darien. Your secrets are safe with me! I'm the love-guru! Or did no one tell you about me?!" She bubbled.

He wondered if she was always that way. 'Doesn't anything bother this woman?! Why can't I just want her? I could have her...' He finished his thought sadly.

He shrugged. "But I'm still not going. I don't want to see her."

As far as he knew, she didn't know about yesterday.

'Serena could have told her, I guess. Oh god... Serena could have told everyone...' He suddenly panicked. Did she not understand him when he said it was
dangerous? And that no one could know?

He had to see her, if only to make himself clear that no one could know.

Yes. That's why he had to see her.

No other reason. It would be a totally wholesome experience.

"Oh, Darien! It won't be so bad! And besides, Andrew wants to see you too! He says he hasn't seen you in little while!" She begged him.

It was true that even before what happened yesterday, he had been avoiding the Crown. Darien had class in the day, and so did Andrew, in a different
capacity. And at night, he was at the Crown.

He should go. To see Andrew.

He would go. Just to see Andrew, and to make himself clear with Serena. Yes. That was all.

To confirm his thoughts, he nodded. "Ok, I'll go, if only to see Andy." He said, more to reaffirm himself, than to tell her.

"Great!" She hopped a little. "Let's to! It's freezing out here!" She put her arm through his and started pulling him down the street.

He could see why everyone liked Mina. It was hard not to be happy in her presence. Everything about her was bubbly and cheerful, and it spread to
everyone around her, even if the stuff in their own lives wasn't so happy.

It was a welcome break from the heavy thoughts that plagued him.

The closer they got to the crown, the more nervous Darien became. 'I'm like a fucking high school boy, for fuck's sake!' He mentally yelled at the
butterflies in his stomach.

"Why can't this just be easy?" He sighed.

"Nothing worth having is easy." Mina answered, simply.

"Yeah, but even if it is "worth it," it still can't be anything." Darien muttered, sadly.

"Oh get over that "can never be" bull crap!" She poked him. "The only limitations we have are put on us by ourselves!"

"Ourselves, and the legal system." He quipped.

"If you really believed it was wrong, in your heart of hearts, you wouldn't feel like this. Besides, she's not a kid. So stop acting like she is!" She
pointed out.

He saw the crown within view and tensed up. "I don't think I can go in there. What if she's there?"

"What if she is. You're here to see Andrew, right?" Mina teased.

"Right." He nodded. "But still, what if she's there. What the hell am I supposed to say to her?" He thought about the events of yesterday.

"What do you usually say to her?" She wondered.

"Not much of anything." He lied through his teeth.

They got to the door and he stopped. "You go. I'm going to stay out here and regroup." He said to Mina, but was too busy looking through the glass
trying to find Serena if she were there.

He didn't know if he wanted her to be there, or not. His body begged to hold her again, but his mind screamed the contrary.

"No. You're going to come in with me. You'll be ok. I'll protect you." She winked at him and proceeded to drag him into the arcade.

And sure enough, to his absolute horror...

... he didn't see her...

He breathed a deep sigh, and silently cursed his heart for being saddened at the lack of her.

"Darien!!!" Andrew's voice rang out.

He felt a comforting pat on his arm and looked over to its source to find Mina giving him an apologetic smile.

He smiled back as well as he could muster and plastered it over with a blankly happy face. "Yo, Andrew!" He held up a hand in a wave and marched
himself over to the bar counter.

"What's shakin'?" Andrew chirped. "You look like you have a lot on your mind."

He should have know by now that Andrew knew his actually happy face was vastly different from this plastered on one.

He didn't know who he was trying to fool.

He let it fall to a dull expression. "Nah. I'm just not ready for classes tomorrow. I don't have a plan." The last statement's dual meaning was lost on Andrew,
but it rung too true for Darien.

"I'm thinking of taking a sick day, actually." He crossed his arms over the counter and put his head down.

He was beginning to actually feel sick.

Worry can do that.

Andrew reached over the counter, and put his hand on his shoulder. "Is teaching turning out to be a rough gig?"

"You have no idea." Darien murmured out from his arms.

"Well, I might have SOME idea if you would talk to me." Andrew added with a touch of indignation that Darien caught, loud and clear.

He lifted his head from his arms and looked up at his oldest friend. "I'm sorry. I've just had so much happen since I've been back that... I wish I never
came back at all." He closed his eyes and shook his head. "You would hate me if I told you."

Andrew rolled his eyes. "Really? I don't think there are many things in this world you could tell me that would make me instantly hate you, Darien. You
should know better than that." He scolded him.

"No, really. It's... bad. Like, super bad." He emphasized.

"Like when you ran over the neighbor's cat and you thought my parents were going to kick you out?" Andrew reminded him of the instance. Darien had just gotten his

driver's license. The neighbor, indeed, did not take the death of her cat well, but Andrew's parents did not kick him out, either.

"You have a flare for the dramatic, my friend." Andrew concluded.

"I am not dramatic!" He pounded his fist on the counter... dramatically.

Andrew looked at the fist, then at him, and smirked. "Oh really?"

"Andy! This is seriously bad!" Darien said, getting them back on track. He really did want to tell Andrew, he just didn't know what he would think of him
after, and the thought of having his best friend thinking of him as some kind of creep really bothered him.

Andrew's opinion was the only opinion he really cared about.

"Then tell me. Don't you always feel better when you talk to someone you trust?" Andrew smiled lovingly at him. "Come on, you can tell me anything, and
you know it."

Darien sighed. "I-" He started, and stopped. He continually opened and closed his mouth, beginning, and halting himself.

He looked around at the people in the arcade and felt self conscious. "Not here." He shook his head.

"Ok. Where?"

"I don't know. You close, right?"

"I always close, dude."

"You'd think I would know that by now, right?"

Andrew simply smiled. "Coffee later?"

Darien nodded. "You get off at nine?"

He shook his head. "Eight. Winter hours."

"Ok. I'm going to walk for a while and I'll meet you at... the diner down the street? Are they still open that late?" Darien asked.

"Totally. For late night coffee freaks." He smiled.

Darien smiled back and nodded, feeling a tiny bit better at the thought of easing his burdened mind with Andrew.

"Ok. I'll see you." He turned to go, nodding in Mina's direction as he went. She nodded back and smiled.

He felt a wave of sickening dread descend on him, suddenly, as he leaned into the door to exit.

He looked through the glass to the other side and saw what he body must have felt.

And from the looks of her, she was feeling the same thing he was.

She stepped back from the door as he came out, leaning back and supporting herself on one of the pillars of the awning.

He stopped walking and let the door close behind him.

And they stared at each other for what felt like ever.

He was overcome with the want to hold her. Every time he saw her he felt it, but after yesterday he felt it harder than he ever had before.

He stepped closer to her, almost giving in to the temptation. He was pretty sure she wouldn't refuse him.

His common sense won this battle, however, holding him back enough to keep just over arm's length between them.

Neither one of them knew what to say to each other, so he blurted out the first thing that would come out.

"I'm going to the park." It came out like an invitation. He supposed it was.

He turned on his heals and started practically speed walking down the sidewalk. He doubted she would be able to keep up.

Did he want her to?

'Of course I do. I wouldn't have blurted that out like an idiot if I hadn't.' He shook his head and jammed his hands in his pockets.

He kept his head down as he walked, listening intently for quiet steps behind him. He didn't want to turn around and actually look for her.

'Because that would show her I actually want her to follow me, and we can't have things being simple, now can we?' He angrily questioned the universe.

His heart sank a little as he traveled onward, still hearing no steps behind him.

He found his way to the part some time after seven. The temperature was starting to bite through his coat.

Sitting on the bench, waiting for time to pass, wouldn't do. He decided a few laps around the lake were in order.

He almost wanted to run, but quickly squashed it at the idea of sweat frozen to his forehead.

As he made his way through the park gates he walked over to the bench he had previously thought of sitting on.

In front of it was a sprawling lake. 'This place gets more beautiful with every passing season.' He thought.

He had missed it while he was away.

Darien leaned over the railing around the lake and stared into its dark water. After a time, he closed his eyes, feeling the bite of the wind, and listening
to the sound it made over the water.

He didn't know how long he stood like that, but it was long enough.

"Darien." Serena's voice tore him from his tranquility.

He spun around, eyes wide and his breath caught in his throat.

He released it in a loud sigh and brought a hand to his chest when he realized who it was who ripped him from his thoughts.

"You scared the hell out of me!" He looked away from her, embarrassed to have been startled so.

She walked to him slowly, giggling a little. "Sorry. You don't seem like you'd be that easy to startle."

She walked to the other side of him and leaned forward on the railing in a similar way he had just been doing.

Awkwardness swept over him and he didn't know what to say anymore, so he resumed leaning on the railing as well, looking out onto the lake.

"It's really beautiful here at night." She practically whispered.

"Yeah. I used to come here when something was bothering me. I guess I still do." He added a snide 'hmph.'

"Do you mind if I ask what's bothering you?" She ventured, but she wasn't as dumb as people thought her to be.

He gave her a small sideways glance and smirked.

She felt like her heart skipped a beat, and could feel herself blushing. She looked away from him and back out to the lake.

Darien continued to watch her, admiring her beauty while he formed the best way to answer her question.

"You know what's bothering me." He smirked again and bumped her gently with his elbow.

'What the hell! The last thing you need to be doing is flirting with her!' He scolded himself. But he just couldn't help it. Everything about her made him
want to break every rule he'd placed for himself when it came to her.

"And I'm going to talk to Andrew about it later." He concluded.

She glanced back at him, still blushing slightly, and elbowed him back. "What do you plan to say to him?"

He felt his breath hitch in his throat again. 'She already knows. Its not like it's news to her.'

"That I want you." He turned around, leaning back on the railing now, looking away and trying to hide the plain desire for her that he felt like was written
all over his face.

"That I wish I hadn't let you go yesterday... that I wish I had taken you up on your offer." He nearly whispered while trying to fight his body's want of her.

Somewhere along the way, she had moved closer to him. He wouldn't have been surprised if she did it on purpose. She was starting to prove herself to be
not as innocent as he thought she was. Mina was right, and he understood it now.

She was less of the child he was trying to convince himself that she was, and was clearly more of the woman that he couldn't stop thinking about.

"And what do you think he'll say?" She muttered.

The barest brush of her arm against his was driving him insane. It made him crave more contact from her and he leaned over towards her, pressing his arm
to hers.

"When I'm alone with you, I start not caring what anyone would think." He whispered, watching the back of her head, her hair moving slightly in the soft
breeze.

She turned around, not realizing he was as close as he was. He didn't fully realize, either, just how far he had leaned into her.

He bit his lip, and again, went against the voice in his head telling him to stop. He turned his body back towards the lake, moving his hands to either side
of the railing around her, effectively pinning her in.

She, too, turned her body around to face him. And they stood like this for a while. Neither one of them moved. Neither one of them spoke.

She looked up at him with the same expression of want she had yesterday. He knew what she wanted and wondered if she would ask for it again, like she had.

He doubted this time that he could refuse her.

"No one is here this late. Its not like yesterday afternoon." She whispered to him, as if saying it too loud would make people suddenly appear.

"Please don't, Serena..." He begged her not to ask him to kiss her. He knew there was no coming back from that line, once crossed. This way, he could tease
himself to painful frustration, but still be far enough from the edge of what he thought was wrong to satisfy his conscience.

"Please don't ask me that again." He leaned his forehead against her's, like they had been yesterday. The only difference was that he wasn't holding her, and
his body sharply protested that fact. It was all he could do to keep his arms from closing around her.

She took a deep breath, leaned back from him, and reached her hands up to his face. She slid her finger tips into his hair, and he closed his eyes, enjoying
her touch.

"I'm done asking, Darien." She whispered back, and closed the distance between their lips.

The kiss was brief before he jerked his head back like she burned him.

She let her hands fall from his face and waited for him to decide what he was going to do.

It didn't take him long.

"Serena..." He tightened his jaw and gripped the railing hard before releasing it and grabbing her instead.

He pulled her against him so fast it almost knocked her breath out of her.

"This is your fault, you know." He whispered in her ear as he slid one of his hands up her back.

She shivered under his touch and grabbed the front of his coat in tightly balled fists.

His traveling hand made its way to her hair and she leaned her head back into his touch, inviting him to kiss her again.

And he did. Hard. Harder than she planned for.

He held her tightly, crushing his lips against hers. His other hand moved to her ass, pulling her further against him.

He gripped her hair and pulled her head back slightly, his kisses moving from her lips and down her neck.

He licked, nipped, and kissed where her neck met her shoulder and she moaned quietly, holding on to him for dear life.

"Darien..." She moaned as he moved to grab her ass with both hands, lifting her up onto the railing and settling himself between her legs.

She released his coat and wrapped her arms around his neck, a little afraid she would fall.

He pressed his hardness against her core and she wrapped her legs around him, holding him there.

"Ah! Darien!" She moaned, feeling the moisture of her womanhood building. He pressed himself against her more, capturing her lips again. He lightly prodded
them with his tongue, asking for entrance.

She kissed him back, caressing his tongue with hers.

After what felt like a blissful eternity, he pulled away from her to catch his breath.

"God, I want you so badly!" He practically cursed as she ran her fingers through the base of his hair line on his neck.

The tiny break forced them back into reality a little. "You know we can't tell anyone about this now... right?" He kissed her again.

She nodded, kissing him back. "I know." She affirmed after they parted.

She shivered, the cold finally getting to her. "Its getting late." She stated between kisses.

"I know." He agreed as he moved back to her neck, licking and sucking the tender skin there.

"God! That makes me so hot!" She moaned quietly.

He grunted and held her tighter, sliding a hand up her waist towards her chest.

"Darien..." Her voice stopped his hand's ascent towards her breast. He pulled back from her slightly. "Hm?"

"I have to get home." She kissed him, trying to let him know she didn't want him to stop, but rather needed him to.

He sighed, and kissed her back, wanting to keep her forever.

"No." He said plainly, and kissed her deeper.

She giggled through his kisses, and pulled away. "I HAVE to get home! Its like 8:45!"

He pulled away sharply, realizing what time it was. "Oh shit... I was supposed to meet Andy at 8! Fuck!" He cursed loudly as he helped Serena down off the
railing.

"Oh, by all means, don't stop on my account!" A familiar voice reassured cheerfully.

Serena's head snapped over to see the source of the voice, but Darien didn't need to turn. He knew exactly who it was.

He still held Serena, leaning against her lightly, not wanting to face reality.

"Oh fuck..." He muttered at himself.

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Ooo... cliffy! Like you all don't already know who it is! ;) Things are moving on between them a bit now, so don't say they're not! Haha! More goodness to come
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