Disclaimer: I don't own escaflowne or the hot and steamy van *sigh* even though I wish I did, so plz don't sue me!!! Hey by the way... Nebody want some pizza???
************************************************************************Chapter one: In the Beginning
The Black mustang screeched to a stop into the last parking space at the small High School, not nearly big enough for the 2,000 kids who attended. Out of the totally gorgeous car stepped out an equally sexy guy stretching his 6'4" frame of muscles, defined perfectly under his tight black shirt. His piercing green eyes surveyed the lot before letting a slow smirk lift his full lips. Pushing his choppy black hair aside he sighed as he leaned up against his car. Just another day in the hell-hole, he thought to himself. Across from him, his best friend stepped out closing the door with care. He ran his hand in annoyance through his short spiky brown hair and grimaced at him with mischievous bright blue eyes.
"Hey Dani, we could always skip??"
Said green eyed boy glared at him, "How bout...NO!!! You got us caught last time, remember Kane? What with that whole deciding to return to school after you're totally wasted and scream like an imbecile 'Party at Vidanrik's!!'"
Kane laughed, blue eyes sparkling, "Ah but those are the memories you'll keep close at heart to warm you when you're old and gray."
Before Vidanrik could reply, a bright red truck with monster wheels, blaring rap music and polluting the world, pulled to a halt, way to close to comfort to his baby. A guy with blonde hair and brown eyes wearing a letterman jacket and a pretty chick at his side pointed at him and yelled, "Hey, you!!"
Vidanrik made a big show of looking around innocently and then pointed at himself. "Yeah you, punk!! That's my parking spot and I suggest you move your ass before I do!"
Vidanrik raised an eyebrow and smirked staying put while Kane smiled slowly cracking his knuckles. "Oh this is your spot? I'm sorry! Please forgive us for we did not see your big ugly ass truck parked here".
The prep growled and cursed under his breath. He leaned over and kissed his 'perfect' girlfriend on the cheek and whispered something in her ear making her giggle ecstatically. Kane rolled his eyes and glanced at the still smirking Vidanrik and laughed. "Looks like we shoulda skipped today man." The prep jumped out of his truck banging his door closed. "Hey careful there, you may brake your door" murmured Kane shaking his head "such violence these days".
The prep took off his jacket and handed it to his girlfriend through the window. He slowly began to roll up his sleeves and walked over to Kane who now sat on the trunk of the mustang. "I know all about you pretty boy, your name is Kane and your one of those all talk and no do. You let your friend over there fight for you" The jock said motioning to Vidanrik who was still smirking with arms crossed over his chest.
"Wow you got me figured out pretty well huh?" Kane said mimicking Vidanrik by crossing his arms over his chest with a wide grin on his face. The Jock just smiled and turned to face the green eyed boy. "You, I've wanted to meet for a long time" he said to him putting up a fighting stance. Vidanrik eyed the prep with distaste and growled, "Sorry, you're not my type."
"You'd better watch your mouth wise ass" Mr. Prep said getting in Vidanrik's face.
"Or what?" Vidanrik challenged pushing the prep back so he could breathe without inhaling the heavy cologne fumes that emitted from him. Kane rubbed his hands together and glanced at the forgotten girlfriend still sitting in the truck watching wide eyed. "Good way to start the morning, huh? I'd close my eyes if I were you. It probably wouldn't go so well for you if you embarrass your boyfriend by watching as his ass gets pummeled." She gasped and looked away.
"Shut up!!" Mr. Prep hollered before pulling his fist back...
15 minutes later...
"I just don't know what to do with you Vidanrik..." The principal said with his back turned to the boy that sat slouched in the chair behind him.
"With all due respect sir, he was the one who started the fight, I just finished it." Vidanrik replied shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. The principal turned around and slammed his hand on his desk "You fractured his right arm, his left leg, and cracked two of his ribs!!!" He yelled.
"Oh is that all?" Vidanrik asked innocently and smirked as he heard the Jock in the nurse's office scream.
The principal calmed himself, smoothing his hands over his cheap suit, and replied softly "Do you know you may have very well just ruined that boy's football career for life!? He was the star quarterback for Christ's sake!!!" He yelled getting angry all over again as the punk watched him with a bemused expression.
"Are you worried about the boy or your perfect season?" Vidanrik asked raising his eyebrow and crossing his arms over his chest. The Principal sat in his chair seething at the boy who had in fact, probably just ruined the schools first chance to go to state in ten years! He clenched and unclenched his fists. "You're not the least bit sorry are you?"
Vidanrik sighed and sat up placing a hand over his heart. "Mr. Dean, I am so sorry!! I don't know what got into me!! I'll make sure it never happens again."
That only seemed to make the principle seethe even more with anger..."REAL FUNNY WISE GUY!!!! TWO WEEKS SUSPENDED!!! LEAVE BEFORE I RIP YOUR HEAD OFF!!!"
Vidanrik stood up and bowed. "Thank you, I needed a break anyway. The atmosphere here seems to be too tense for my delicate senses." As he walked out of the cramped office he could hear Mr. Dean curse under his breath. He turned back sticking his head through the door to make one last comment, "By the way is it legal for you to say your going to rip my head off? Might want to watch what you say. I'd hate for you to lose this shitty little closet space."
"GET OUT!!" Vidanrik chuckled and left said closet space.
On his way to the double doors that led to his two weeks of freedom, he passed the Nurse's office and looked in at the "I'm-Mr-Tough-Guy-Jock" lying on the steel cot. The Jock turned to see him standing there and Vidanrik saw the fear spread across his face. "It was a pleasure meeting you! I hope I was everything you were looking for" Vidanrik winked as the Jock's eyes widened even more in fear and hate. He turned just as the boy yelled in defeat and pain "DAMN YOU VIDANRIK!!!!!" He let a small smirk settle on his face and shrugged his hefty shoulders, "Eh well another one bites the dust…"
At a small cottage style house, where a not so happy mom gets a lovely phone call…
"Yes.... I see... Uh-huh....Thank you...I understand...I'll make sure he.... yes... Thank you!! Bye " Hitomi hung up the phone and collapsed on the bar stool resting her left hand on the marble bar as she raised her right hand to massage her growing headache.
"Why Vidanrik, why must you always do this??? Where did I go wrong? Oh Van...what should I do?" She whispered to the all too quiet house as a single tear escaped her eye. She had done well over the last 18 years. She had finished school even though she had been pregnant with Vidanrik... She'd had a hard time explaining to her parents about her pregnancy and finally went along with their idea of her being raped, she figured it was better than going to a mental institute. After she turned 18 she had signed up for child care and gotten all the help she could. She was able to find a great job as a secretary for a doctor and was able to support herself and Vidanrik through the many hardships of life.
They had gotten this house a six years ago, after almost a lifetime of saving, and all had seemed well until Vidanrik turned 17. He had suddenly become so rebellious... She flinched as she heard the door slam open and then shut. She closed her eyes and made yet another silent plea for strength as she listened to his footsteps head towards his bedroom.
"Vidanrik!!!" she called. She heard his footsteps pause and sighed. She knew he debated on whether to come and face her wrath or not. Then ever so slowly the footsteps turned and slowly dragged towards the kitchen. She looked up at her son as he entered the kitchen.
"Vidanrik...why?" Vidanrik flinched as he saw the pain and agony on his mom's face and instantly knew that she knew what he had done. He held his hands up in defense "Mom it wasn't my fault!"
Hitomi sighed "Just like it wasn't your fault last time?"
"But mom he came at me first! You can even ask Kane," His mom glanced at him and rubbed her head even more furiously "Kane? I thought I told you he was a bad influence?"
Vidanrik turned and walked to the little window over the sink slowly fisting his hand and hitting the counter top softly. "He's my friend mom!" He said looking up and out the window, looking for some sort of distraction or escape from this world, but seeing only the random birds that pecked at the ground. He sighed. Time to be a man and face the music.
He turned back around to see Hitomi softly crying. "Don't cry momma." He walked to her and hugged her softly, leaning down close to hear her whisper sadly, "I just don't know what to do anymore! I wish Van were here."
Vidanrik flinched at his father's name. He had heard it only a few times growing up and the most memorable was when he was 3 and his mom and grandma were fighting once again… "'It's not my fault that this Van abandoned or raped you, or whatever you want to call it!" His grandma shouted as his mother began to cry.
"I know mom" he said giving her a soft squeeze a sharp pain of guilt filling his nearly empty heart.
No longer able to withstand his mother's tears, he turned and left, softly shutting the door for the first time since he had turned 17. He walked to his car, opened the door, sat down and tightly closed his eyes. He leaned his head down onto the wheel and put the key into the ignition. He slowly turned it making the car flair into life. He looked up as in a daze and backed the car out of the driveway and punched the gas.
Later on that night:
He was at his favorite spot, the track that encircled the football field. Vidanrik lay on his back, his left arm behind his head. His right was held above him with a necklace draped over it with a strange pendent gripped tightly in his hand. He dropped the pendent never letting go of the necklace. He watched yet again with deep fascination as it kept perfect time. His thoughts raced to another world that he knew didn't exist and had never seen.
"There.*deep breath* you are.*another breath* I've been looking all over for you, man!" Vidanrik looked up to see Kane standing above him panting his left arm grasping his stomach. "Man you're in BAD shape." Vidanrik commented.
Kane laughed and collapsed sitting beside him. "Man you wouldn't believe how shocked I was when YOUR mom called me. I nearly freaked! She's really worried, you know, to send me out to find you."
Vidanrik sighed and murmured a soft "yeah I know." He looked up at the stars that seemed to twinkle with excitement. "Hey Kane, do you think you can answer me something truthfully without goofing off?"
"Yeah sure, what's on your mind?" Kane asked sitting up straighter with a concerned expression, his brown hair spiking up as he made his familiar gesture of tugging his hand through it. Vidanrik laid the pendent on his chest and turned his head to look at his best friend. "Do you believe that there are other places, planets, worlds?"
Kane looked at his friend puzzled and even more concerned. "Yeah, sure Bro, why?" Vidanrik shrugged "Just wondering." He closed his eyes as he yet again began to let his mind drift to that other world that always seemed to be right within his reach.
Suddenly he began to see things. First it started as dim lights and colors that played behind his eye lids. He tried to open his eyes but they seemed almost glued together. Then the color faded to a dark green and the shapes started to become more defined. There looked as if there was a girl crying out to someone, reaching, a shadow seemed to move as if running away from her. She collapsed onto the ground and another girl came and hugged her tightly.
His vision or whatever, blurred and he saw someone else. It was a tall figure wearing a black robe with distinctive blue spiky hair, and a narrow face. There was a tear tattooed under his right eye. Dark brown eyes flew open and he whispered something unintelligible and yet again, Vidanrik's vision blurred.
This time he saw a guy that looked about as old as his mom. He sported long choppy black hair, much like his own, and glowing blood red eyes. Somehow Vidanrik felt connected to him even through his blurred vision, the guy just felt...right. He realized that the man held a sword in his right hand, tightly gripped. He saw him swing his sword back and charge only to be stopped midway. The guy fell back shocked, Vidanrik saw fear cross the man's face as he fell to his knees. Only then did Vidanrik notice the sword that protruded out from underneath the man's left shoulder blade. The man fell to his knees and cried out in pain; Vidanrik reached out his hand in desperation trying to reach the man as if to help, when a strange light engulfed the man causing him to disappear as if he never were.
Vidanrik finally able to open his eyes, sat up off the hard pavement, and yelled "NOOOOOOO!!!" Jumping up to his feet, he clenched his fist, as if readying himself for an attack. He felt a hand on his shoulder and closed his eyes again, hoping to see the man and know if he was alright.
"You ok, Vidanrik?" He heard Kane ask. He closed his eyes and opened them again, slowly looking over at his friend. "No. He can't die" he locked his jaw in determination.
"What? Who can't die? What are you talking about? Vidanrik?" Kane started to lightly shake Vidanrik, who in turn stared out beyond his friend. "I have to go!" Vidanrik shook off his friend's hand and began to run down the track, not knowing where he was running to but knowing he had to get there, and fast! The necklace, still clenched tightly in his right hand, began to swing back and forth keeping pace with his long gait.
"Hey! Wait up!" Kane cried after getting over the shock of his best friends weird behavior, and began to chase after Vidanrik.
I've got to go; he'll die if I don't. Vidanrik gritted his teeth and began to run at a faster pace, eating more space between him and where ever. Kane stretched his legs out quickly catching up to Vidanrik, who had stopped and was staring at the pendant as it began to glow a bright pink, lighting up the dark night.
Kane grabbed Vidanrik's arm and pulled him around to face him. "What the hell man!?" Vidanrik just shook his head and held the pendant up in front of his face as it swung one last time, a piercing light fell from the sky engulfing both of them.
"Ah man what…" Kane began but was too late. He never finished his sentence… At least, not on this earth.
Newly revised… this story may have some potential…
