A/N: This story has been in my head for awhile and I'm stuck with Wishes are Kisses so I'm hoping that if I get this out I'll have room for the next Wishes chapter. I've no idea where this is going but you all like I promise to add more to it. I have a few images/ideas but I'll wait to hear from you.
Also I've pushed the timeline back a bit. You'll pick up on it- I'm just warning you. O, and Hitomi is from a town near Fanelia. Born and raised so theres no Mystic Moon stuff.
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Hitomi paced the length of the shore again and again. She was suppose to be here- she just knew it. She'd spent three days sitting next to the river and now that the fourth was apon her she was getting restless. If she walked away now the dreams would only get worse and she'd never be able to live with herself if someone died because she got tired of waiting. Her mind would have never let her forget it.
Twice Hitomi had been forced to move down stream beacuse of the people from a nearby villiage. They thought she was a witch come to poison their water supply. She knew she couldn't move too much more down the shore or she would be too late to do whatever it was her dreams were telling she had to do.
Constantly she found herself worrying.
What if she was wrong and mistaked this river for another? What if she was in the wrong place all together? Her dreams weren't always clear nor were they always dreams. Hitomi didn't have to be asleep to see what her mind was suppose to see. It was those moments during the day that the more gentle visions came. At night Hitomi's dreams were plagued with horrible images that kept her from any rest.
The sun was just begining to set and Hitomi ventured closer to the spot she kept seeing in her mind. The villiagers were heading inside for their evening meals and it was safe for Hitomi to move within sight of the bridge.
The green eyes girl's stomack grumbled at the thought of the meals being set out in buildings not too far from shore and Hitomi wondered when she had last eaten. That was the problem with being Seer. When there was a vision to follow her other needs often took backseat until all was done and over with.
A splash followed by a yell for help brought Hitomi back to why she had spent four days waiting around and hiding in the brushes. Without a second thought Hitomi waded into the cold water and began to swim when it got too deep. She fought the current and tried to keep her eyes open for the person she knew was heading her way. This was the only safe part of the river. She had a 20 or 30 foot gap in which to grab the boy and get out alive. If Hitomi was carried too far by the water then they would both die.
From the shore further up Hitomi could hear someone screaming for help, "My brother's fallen in the river! Help!"
Hitomi reached out in the near darkness just as she had done many times in her dreams and caught ahold of the boy's shirt as he was floating towards her. Just as in her dreams he had been knocked out by the fall into the water. Holding his head above the water Hitomi slowly made her way over to the shore. It felt like forever before her feet finaly found something solid and she pulled/dragged the boy onto shore. She was so weak from not eating that she could barely get him half way out of the water before she felt herself get dizzy.
"Damn visions and their insistance. I should have packed food before coming here." she spoke to herself as she laid the boy out and began checking for signs fo life.
She could just barely feel him breathing but that was enough. Hitomi relaxed and laid down beside him.
In a moment or two she would get up and leave but she needed to rest a second.
The night became darker and Hitomi distantly felt someone lift her and figured she was dreaming again. An actual dream considering that nothing bad was happening yet. Real dreams were rare and Hitomi forgot that she was suppose to be leaving. She was too afraid of waking up and going into another vision.
Hitomi turned her head slightly and saw a tall pale haired man walking next to whoever was carrying her and Hitomi hoped that when she woke up she'd never see that man again. Even in her dream she could feel his fate coming ever closer. OoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooO
Folken looked down at the blonde curled up in the small bed. She looked so young but the one and only time he had seen her eyes Folken knew that wasn't totaly true. Her eyes were much older than her body and held things even the oldest Prince of Fanelia wasn't ready to see.
Her green eyes unnerved him. Only two types of people were born with green eyes.
Witches and Seers. The two weren't that easy to tell apart most of the time but judging from the girls willingness to help his brother he was guessing she was a Seer. A very small one. She couldn't have been more than 11 or 12 years old.
And yet, this tiny girl had saved his brothers life.
"Why didn't you jump in after him?" the small voice startled Folken and he realized that the eyes he had been staring at had been staring back for awhile now.
"I couldn't see him. His horse threw him and I knew I'd be doing Fanelia a great wrong if both of her Princes died on the same night." Folken said honestly.
"So you were willing to let him drown?" the girl asked, no longer looking so young. It was her eyes.
"No, if no one had come to our aid I would have saved him on my own." Folken felt a chill travel up his spine, realizing now, for the first time that his plan wouldn't have worked.
"He would have died before you got to him." she said gently, surprising Folken further. Seers were known for their harsh words and judgement. Perhaps she was too young to be jaded.
"Then I would have blamed myself for the rest of my days." Folken pointed to a tray of food he had brought in with ihm, "You should eat."
"You can't keep me here." Hitomi said as she reached for the soup bowl on the tray, "I have a sibling of my own to look after."
"O, realy? Where are you from?" Folken leaned forward as the blonde sipped at the soup.
"Don't you think asking my name first would have been less suspicious?" she raised an eye brow at him over the edge of her bowl.
"My apologies." Folken almost smiled, "What is it I may call you?"
"Tomi." Hitomi smiled, "That's all anyone ever calls me."
"And do you live around here Tomi?" Folken watched her gulp down the soup and then reach for the bread and fruit, "Is there someone I should contact to come and get you?"
"There's no one to come and get me." Hitomi said around a mouthfull of bread, "I don't even know where I am."
"You are in the Fanelian palace." Folken stood up quickly and turned to face his mother. She smiled at him before turning her attention to Hitomi, "You should try to get some more rest. Tomorrow we will talk about your return home."
It seemed she had been there for the entire conversation.
Vari ushered Folken out of the room before turning to look back at the child munching on a pear, "Do try to sleep, Tomi."
Hitomi nodded and watched the door slowly close. Once it was latched she jumped up and looked out the window to find that it was almost early morning. She'd slept alot longer than she had ment to. Not to metion she hadn't ment to get carried away by starngers. She should have left as soon as she had pulled that boy out of the water.
The windows were all locked and try as she might she couldn't get them open. Frustrated she tried the door and was surprised to find the knob turn easily beneath her palm. Hitomi poked her head out and rushed back to collect her things when she saw that the hall was clear. Carrying her few belongings Hitomi walked quickly down the silent hall.
She had to get back before her sister missed hertoo badly. Naoki was 4, almost 5 and still very dependant on Hitomi for alot of things. It was bad enough she had been gone for 5 days now but now she had to find her way back to Khomel and make sure the priestesses hadn't been too harsh with Naoki for Hotimi's vanishing act.
Creeping around the corner Hitomi heard a door open and quickly hid behind a vase. Holding her breath she could hear someone walking quietly her way.
"Come out. I know you're there- I can see you're feet."
Hitomi cursed herself and came out from her hiding spot, clutching her shoes to her chest.
"Are you always this bad at sneaking?"
Hitomi looked up, ready to pick a fight and froze. Staring at her was the boy she had pulled from the river. His face looked bruised and Hitomi had a feeling he wasn't suppsoe to be out of bed.
"How are you feeling?" she asked, happy that he wasn't covered in bandages. Blood made her queasy, even the thought of it made her stomack turn violently.
"Fine. Are you the one who pulled me out?" he asked, taking a step closer to look at her face in the dark, "You're just a kid."
"Yea, I pulled you out." Hitomi took a step back, "But I have to get back to my sister. She's been without me for a few days now and she doesn't like the Temple. Please let me go. Your brother wants to keep me here and I can't stay." Hitomi was talking quickly and quietly, "Naoki needs me."
"I won't make you stay." Van stepped away from her, "Will you come back?"
"When the time is right, yes." Hitomi said without hearing Truth slip into her voice. She was too focused on getting away, "Which way to Parthos?"
"Head out across the fields. When you find the road go south untill it splits, then take the left path. The right one will lead you to Khomel." the boy stuck his hand out, "My name is Van."
"Tomi." Hitomi shook his hand and saw a brief flash of what he would look like in a few years and smiled, "Look after your brother. Darkness comes for him."
Van stared open mouthed after the blonde as she rounded a corner and went out of sight. For awhile he'd had a bad feeling about Folken. He'd been trying for years to figure it out and now he was just told that he right. Something was wrong.
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A/N: Ok, it's late and thanks to Scott the next chapter is pretty much planned. Just send a review my way if you're interested in seeing more of this story.