Authors note: IMPORTANT I hope I have your attention now! First I must say this is really the first fanfiction I've ever published.

Second...I'm german. That means, there are a lots of mistakes in this story. I've tried my best, but it's really a difference to write some mails in english or a whole story. So, PLEASE, don't be so strict with me...and my english grammar. ^ ^; (But when I write this story in german, nobody would read it.)

About this story: it plays around the Zaibach empire. You can maybe say this story plays short before the series. And maybe I have written a few names different, although I have written 'Dilandau' instead of 'Dilando', like he's called in the german version.

Oh, and this will not be a yaoi or Dilandau x girl fanfiction! I have nothing against yaoi, but there are so many of them...But I confess, I really don't like a romance stories between Dilandau and a girl!

Oh, come on, this IS Dilandau! Dilandau and a girl is like night and day! Okay, this is my opinion and I'm sorry if I have somebody insult.

Oh, and I don't own and the characters.







Chapter 1 Alseides prohibition


Folken stood at a window and watched the stars outside of the Vione.It was a clear an cold night.

'Another night before another battle' Folken thought and ran his 'good' hand around his neck.

On a small table behind him lay several maps and sheets. Tomorrow Zaibach will attack Berschuk, not a very big country, but dangerous enough. Spys of Zaibach told of mighty weapons, so the Generals don't waste time and plan to attack the country before the y could attack Zaibach. There were never been problems about the loyality from Berschuk, but in the last month they...well, don't follow orders and have attack a ship, which has delivered mechanical parts to the Zaibach army. That was reason enough to show this poor country what happends when you're not loyal to Zaibach...


With a sigh Folken steps away from the window. He looked at the soldier who stand next to the table.

So everything is clear? he asked him.

Hai, Folken-sama, answered the soldier and began to collect the maps from the table.

Good, then you are dismissed.

The soldier nod his head and went through the door to left the room as Folken once more called him back.

Please say Dilandau I wish to see him. Now.

The soldier nods again and the door shut. With a small grin, Folken sat down on a chair.

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The soldier went through the corridor to the part where he could find Dilandau...or at least some of the Dragonslayers.

Half on the way he bumped into another person and all the maps he has carried drop to the ground.

Oh, I'm sorry, the young man said and helped the soldier to collect the maps again.

No, it was my fault. I need to look where I'm going.

The same for me.

The soldier looked up and straight into the face of the other soldier.

You're one of the Dragonslayer, aren't you?, he asked him, pointing at his uniform.

Yes. My name is Gatti.

I'm Sorou. Uhm...may you can help me. I'm searching for Dilandau-sama; Lord Folken wishes to speak with him now.

I'm on the way to him. When you like, I can tell him to go to Lord Folken., Gatti offered.

With a small sigh, Sorou said a short and walked away. He was relieved that he didn't need to go personally to Dilandau. Especially not at this time, he thought as he watched at the clock.

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Gatti took a deep breath and knocked at the door to Dilandau's private room. After waiting a short time, he went in.

I'm sorry to disturb you, Dilandau-sama, but..., he began as he recordnize that the room was empty.

, he called a little bit louder and took a few more steps into the room. Nothing.

, he muttered to himself. Where could he...

What are you doing here!?, spoke a loud and angry voice suddenly behind him. Suprised Gatti spuns around and stood face to face to his commander. Fast, he went a few steps back.

I'm sorry Dilandau-sama. I was searching for you., Gatti explained. He bend his head a little bit and waits for a slap from his master. But it didn't come. Instead he heard a sigh. As he looks up, he saw that Dilandau has taken a seat on a chair. His rig ht hand covered his face.

Is everything okay, Dilandau-sama, Gatti asked carefully.

Just tell me what do you want from me. Is that clear!?, he growled.

Hai! First, I have the results from the training you've ordered and second, Lord Falken wishes to speak with you...now.

Hmpf, why didn't he come when he will speak with me?, Dilandau asked himself. Slowly he uncovered his face and looked at his loyal Dragonslayer. Tell Folken, I'm not in the mood to speak with him.

Don't dare to contradict me., he said in a icy tone. Gatti bend his head again and went through the door. Outside, on the corridor, he let out a deep sigh. After a few seconds, he went in the direction of Lord Folken's room.

'I hope Lord Folken is in a better mood as Dilandau-sama', he thought to himself as he stood before the door to Lord Falken. With his right hand he knocked on the door. Immediatley he heard a short come in and he entered the room.

Lord Folken, he said as he stood before the war-strategist of the Zaibach army. I have a message from Dilandau-sama.

Well, what is it. I have ordered him to me.

Yes, but he said, that he's...uhm...not in the mood to speak with you., after a short consideration he adds It seems, that he doesn't feel very well... on his sentence.

, Folken looked suprised at the young Dragonslayer. In that case, I will go and see him. With this words, he stood up and went to the door.

Is he in his private room?

Good. I allow you to go to sleep. Tomorrow will be a tiring day., he said to Gatti. The soldier nods his head thankfully and runs down the corridor. Folken smiles, as he saw the young men runs away.

And now to you Dilandau...

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Dilandau sat on his bed as Folken entered the room. He had laid his head into his hands and doesn't looked up as Folken stepped in.

Finally the big strategos comes to ME, when he wishes to see ME., he spoke in a ironic tone. He don't need to look up to be sure it was Folken who entered his room. One reason to be sure was that Folken never knocked.

I'v heard, you don't feel very well., he said with his calm voice. At this sentence, Dilandaus head shot up and he looks with angry red eyes straight at Folken.

Who said that!?

Now Folken looked a little bit closer at Dilandau. Gatti was right, he didn't look very good. It seems, that his already pale skin looks a lot paler and his eyes glowed feverish.

'Well', Folken thought, 'when does red eyes not glow feverish?'

Not important., he answered at Dilanau's question. He took a few steps nearer to Dilandau. Is really everything okay?

I'm fine, he growled. , he stood up from his bed and waved a hand to the door, when you would leave. I have a battle tomorrow...

You don't climb into your Alseides, when you don't feel well., Folken interrupt him. Now Dilandau came closer to Folken, so he stood face to face to him.

I've said, I'm fine.

Hmpf, sure. Have you looked at a mirror recently?, Folken asked with a small grin and then he said a little bit more serious: Really, Dilandau. You look awful.

I. am. Fine., Dilandau stress every single word. And now...leave!

Folken shook his head with a smile on his face. Then he went to the door, but before he gone through, he took a last glance at Dilandau.

You will not fight tomorrow. I hope this is clear., this wasn't a question, it was a statement. With this sentence Folken leaved the room. Short after the door shut, he heard something break behind him.

'Dilandau, someday I'll give you a check for all the broken glasses.' he sighed and went away.



End chapter 1