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Starting at the Beginning	By : Katma Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 2041 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Savage Garden. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author: Katma (hawaiibaby81@hotmail.com)

Rating: PG-13 for now, but will eventually be R. Or higher J

Disclaimer: Darren, Daniel, and other recognizable
characters are not mine. I only wish they were. They belong to themselves.
I’m only borrowing the them so that I can mess with their lives. Power,
MWAHAHA! So… please don’t sue me!! I’m a college student (ie, NO
money).

Chapter One:

Where You Wanted to Be?

Darren clutched the steering wheel of his mother’s car tightly. His knuckles were turning white, but that didn’t make him relax. Butterflies were jumping around in his stomach, and he felt like he was going to be sick. I don’t even get this nervous before a concert, Darren thought with a wry grimace. Well, this is a bit different than a concert, isn’t it? asked the
cynical voice in the back of his head. Darren shook his head vigorously to clear it. It was already hard to concentrate on the road. He didn’t need the added distraction of an argument playing out in his head. The thoughts wouldn’t go away so easily, though, so it was with great relief that
Darren saw the familiar streets of his destination.

Parking a block away from his final destination, Darren yet again waged an internal
battle with himself. He honestly didn’t want to get out of the car. This was going to be hard at best, and most likely incredibly painful. Was it really worth it? Yes, he told himself firmly. You know it is. Now get out of the car. It’s not a big deal; you’re just going to visit your old friend Daniel
Jones. No need to be nervous.

“Ha!” Darren said aloud. “Plenty reason to be nervous. He’s probably going to slam the door the moment he sees my face.”

Well, are you going to argue that you don’t deserve it?

“No, but it’s not like it’s all my fault,” he argued. “Daniel isn’t a completely innocent party in this.”

True,but he’s not the one who cut all the ties. You are. So it’s up to you to fix it.

“I know that,” Darren responded. “It’s why I’m here.”

So are you going to get out of the car or not?

“I’m going, I’m going!” Darren said, unlocking the door and shoving it open. As he stepped outside, the ludicrousness of the situation hit him suddenly, and he laughed a little hysterically. Here he was, having an actual verbal argument with himself. This meeting with Daniel was obviously throwing him off more than he had thought.

“Darren Hayes,” he muttered softly, “You have officially gone nutters. Oh, well, here goes nothing.”

With that, Darren set off at a brisk pace down to Daniel’s door. The pace faltered slightly as Daniel’s house came into view. Darren bit his lower lip tightly and forced himself to keep walking. It had taken him a year to get to this point, but now that he was here, he didn’t want to back down. The pounding in his heart got louder and louder as Darren walked up the sidewalk. With shaking hands, he pressed the doorbell and steeled himself to wait. After a few moments, the happy thought that Daniel wasn’t home crossed his mind. He was about to turn and leave when he heard
noises from inside. Darren froze as the door was pulled open and he was face to face with Daniel once agai

Daniel’s green eyes widened considerably as he took in the person on his doorstep.

“Darren?” he asked in disbelief.

“Hi, Daniel,” Darren answered. Daniel blinked a few times, clearly confused.

“Darren, what are you doing here?” he asked.

“Um,” Darren shifted uncomfortably. The spring air had a bite to it, and the cold didn’t help the singer feel any more at ease. “Well, I had a few days off touring, which I’m sure you knew, and um, I decided to use them to come see you.”

If anything, Daniel looked even more confused.

“To come see me?” he echoed.

“Yeah,” Darren said. The confusion on Daniel’s face was more than slightly painful, a reminder of the time they’d spent estranged. “Look, I’m sorry. You’re probably busy. I should have called first, or something. I can go. It’s not a big deal.”

“No, no,” Daniel said quickly, unsure why he wasn’t ready for Darren to leave but unable
to let him just walk away, either. “It’s ok. Would you like to come in?”

Daniel stood back from the door and opened it wider. Darren nodded, throat dry, and stepped in. He glanced around curiously, noticing the changes that had occurred in the house since the last time he’d been there. It certainly wasn’t the place he remembered. A line from I Don’t Know You Anymore ran through his head, but he firmly pushed it aside. He didn’t have time to deal with the emotions that memories of the Affirmation tour brought up. Darren needed to be in control for this conversation. If the singer got all emotional now, he wasn’t going to be able to talk about the things the pair desperately needed to talk about.

Daniel stood in the entryway of his own house, looking as uncomfortable as Darren felt.

“Uh, you want something to drink?” he asked quietly.

“Just water, please,” Darren requested.

“Sure thing,” Daniel said, gratefully escaping into the kitchen. He returned a few moments later carrying a beer in one hand and a glass of water with the other. He offered the water to Darren, then inclined his head, nodding to the living room.

“You wanna head in there?”

“Yeah, ok.”

Darren followed Daniel into the room, clutching the water glass like a lifeline. Daniel plopped down into a chair, leaving Darren to the couch. He sat down uncomfortably, feeling tense. The silence between the two stretched until Darren couldn’t take it anymore.

“So, is Kathleen here?”
“No, she’s at work.”

“Oh, yeah. Hey, why aren’t you at work?”

“I’m doing some mixing stuff at home… for some things I still prefer my home studio to the one at the office.”

“Ahh.” Darren paused for a moment. “So, about Kathleen… how’re things going between you two?”

“They’re good. How’s things with that girl… Kaylie, Kylie?”

“Kylie,” Darren corrected. “We broke up.”

“Oh, sorry,” Daniel said, looking incredibly uncomfortable again.

“It’s ok,” Darren responded. The silence again lengthened. Darren shifted, unable to come up with anything more to say. He knew he should tell Daniel what he had come there to tell him, but couldn’t make himself begin. Instead, he stared into his water glass as if it held the secrets of the universe, hoping it would provide him with the inspiration and the courage to start talking. Since when had he ever been short on words?

Daniel was doing the same thing in his chair. There was so much he wanted to say to Darren, things he wanted to get straight, but he couldn’t force himself to speak a word. He took a deep gulp of his beer, wondering why Darren had come. They had talked to each other a few times after the breakup, seen each other a few times during the Australian leg of Darren’s tour, but Darren had never seemed all that eager to talk to him. He had seemed quite content to let things go on as they had been. Daniel, while not exactly happy with the status quo, didn’t really want to bring up painful memories, either. So he had let it go, and figured this would be the way things always
were. Or at least, that’s what he thought until Darren had shown up at his doorstep.

The quiet in the room slowly became more and more oppressive as time went on and neither
man said anything. Darren found that as the silence continued, it became harder and harder to talk. He tried to force his vocal cords to form the words that waited on the tip of his tongue, but to no avail. This could have continued indefinitely, but Daniel finally tired of it. Twisting in his chair to face Darren, he leaned in closer and looked penetratingly at the singer.

“Why did you come back here, Darren? You made it quite clear that you didn’t need or want me around. And you’ve made it on your own just fine. You got what you wanted; you’re where you
wanted to be now.” Daniel winced after saying that last statement. He had heard that song, but he didn’t want Darren to know that. He turned away, about to get up for another beer.

“Am I?” Darren asked before he could stop himself, his heart leaping. So Daniel i>had been paying attention to him after he went solo. He wasn’t as indifferent as he seemed.

Daniel stopped. His shoulders tensed. This was the deepest conversation they’d had since well before the breakup, and it was the first time Darren seemed anywhere close to an apology for his
behavior. Daniel waged a brief, internal debate. If he left the room now, this conversation would be over. He and Darren would go back to their uncomfortable, awkward conversations and interactions. He didn’t want that. He had missed Darren. But he wasn’t sure he wanted to revisit the painful
memories of their breakup. Did he really want to do this? Slowly, Daniel turned around and sat back down.

“Are you?” he asked softly.
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