Late One Night
Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne, which means Dilandau and Millerna are not mine. Nothing in this fic is mine except the idea.
SPOILERS
WARNING: DILANDUA AND MILLERNA PAIRING! Weird pairing huh? Yep, I'm weird.
Thanks to boring reading class which I got the idea from as I stared at a clock.
"It's a good idea."
"No it isn't, Dilandau. The plan for a head attack is NOT a good idea."
Dilandau turned his face away from Folken. It was a good idea. A head attack directly to Austria was a PERFECT idea. Folken didn't understand. Folken never did. He was too busy not listening to Dilandau to care.
"Fine, when Van gets away, don't come crying to me." Dilandau spat.
"I wasn't planning on crying to anyone, especially to you."
Dilandau felt himself grow angry and he picked up his jacket.
"I'm going out for a drink."
And he stormed out before Folken could utter a word.
Millerna slammed into her room and threw herself on the bed, sobbing. Her sobs shook her body and she cried into her pillow. She was sick of having to pick Dryden or Allen. She didn't want to pick. Her country or her love?
How about neither? her voice snapped inside her mind.
This only caused Millerna to cry harder. There was a knock on the door.
"Princess?"
It was Allen. Someone she did NOT need to here from at this second. She raised her head.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" she cried, as new tears spilled down her cheeks.
Thankfully, Allen went silent and Millerna returned crying into her pillow.
Damn it! she thought.
Dilandau walked inside the bar and slumped down into a seat.
"I want a drink." He muttered.
"What type?" the man asked.
"Any kind!" Dilandau cried, sick of stupid questions, which was becoming his life.
Dilandau sighed and looked around the dark bar. The drink was put down before him and he gulped it up, ordering another one. He didn't care if he would get drunk. He wanted it.
Millerna closed her journal and slipped it into it's hiding spot. She laid back into her bed and closed her eyes, enjoying the peace. Everyone was going to bed.
Thank god. I want to take a walk. she mused as she played with a lock of her long blonde hair.
There was a rap on the door, followed by Hitomi's voice, "Good night, Princess."
"Good night." Millerna cried, seeing no reason to be mean to Hitomi.
There was silence and Hitomi's door closed. Millerna wrapped her cloak around her, knowing Allen would be waiting downstairs.
That is what windows are for. she thought happily, as she opened her window and slipped onto the grass.
Quickly she walked to the cobblestone paths.
"So then (hiccup) I said to him, 'yea right."
"Can you leave me alone?" asked the female with long white hair and a robe on.
"Hey! Don't (hiccup) insult the great (hiccup) Folken!"
"I thought your name was Dilandau." Said the girl.
Dilandau replied, "It is. Can I have another?"
"No. I want you out. You're causing too much mess. Get out now." The man snapped, picking up a glass Dilandau has broke.
"Fine! I will leave! (hiccup) and you'll all be sorry!"
Dilandau fell against the wall and grinned.
"I'm OK."
And then he tripped and fell on the floor. The white haired girl helped him get up, and then shoved him outside.
Damn it is dark.
It was 1:00 AM and all the streetlights were turned off in this hellhole village Folken has decide to hide in. He couldn't hardly see. Dilandau walked down the street when a sudden whoosh of darkness came over him and he passed out.
It was dark. She forgot the streetlights turned off at midnight. Millerna wondered if she was lost. Then she saw the street sign.
Nope. You're OK, Millerna! she thought happily.
Then she noticed a body on the ground.
Oh my god! A wounded boy! She ran quickly to the figure.
It was too dark to see what the boy looked like, but he held a vino bottle in his hand. I've gotten take him back to my room. I'll sneak him through the window. Allen won't notice. Millerna scooped up the boy and held him tightly as she ran back to the house. His head slumped against her and she noticed a jagged cut.
A scar? Or was he attacked?
Millerna slid open the window and was able to get in without a mess of things going on. She lay the boy on the bed and flicked on the light.
She gasped.
THE END
I know the pairing is weird, but please REVIEW!
Sniperwolf
PS: Can YOU spot the hidden cameo? Ha ha. I just had to do it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne, which means Dilandau and Millerna are not mine. Nothing in this fic is mine except the idea.
SPOILERS
WARNING: DILANDUA AND MILLERNA PAIRING! Weird pairing huh? Yep, I'm weird.
Thanks to boring reading class which I got the idea from as I stared at a clock.
"It's a good idea."
"No it isn't, Dilandau. The plan for a head attack is NOT a good idea."
Dilandau turned his face away from Folken. It was a good idea. A head attack directly to Austria was a PERFECT idea. Folken didn't understand. Folken never did. He was too busy not listening to Dilandau to care.
"Fine, when Van gets away, don't come crying to me." Dilandau spat.
"I wasn't planning on crying to anyone, especially to you."
Dilandau felt himself grow angry and he picked up his jacket.
"I'm going out for a drink."
And he stormed out before Folken could utter a word.
Millerna slammed into her room and threw herself on the bed, sobbing. Her sobs shook her body and she cried into her pillow. She was sick of having to pick Dryden or Allen. She didn't want to pick. Her country or her love?
How about neither? her voice snapped inside her mind.
This only caused Millerna to cry harder. There was a knock on the door.
"Princess?"
It was Allen. Someone she did NOT need to here from at this second. She raised her head.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" she cried, as new tears spilled down her cheeks.
Thankfully, Allen went silent and Millerna returned crying into her pillow.
Damn it! she thought.
Dilandau walked inside the bar and slumped down into a seat.
"I want a drink." He muttered.
"What type?" the man asked.
"Any kind!" Dilandau cried, sick of stupid questions, which was becoming his life.
Dilandau sighed and looked around the dark bar. The drink was put down before him and he gulped it up, ordering another one. He didn't care if he would get drunk. He wanted it.
Millerna closed her journal and slipped it into it's hiding spot. She laid back into her bed and closed her eyes, enjoying the peace. Everyone was going to bed.
Thank god. I want to take a walk. she mused as she played with a lock of her long blonde hair.
There was a rap on the door, followed by Hitomi's voice, "Good night, Princess."
"Good night." Millerna cried, seeing no reason to be mean to Hitomi.
There was silence and Hitomi's door closed. Millerna wrapped her cloak around her, knowing Allen would be waiting downstairs.
That is what windows are for. she thought happily, as she opened her window and slipped onto the grass.
Quickly she walked to the cobblestone paths.
"So then (hiccup) I said to him, 'yea right."
"Can you leave me alone?" asked the female with long white hair and a robe on.
"Hey! Don't (hiccup) insult the great (hiccup) Folken!"
"I thought your name was Dilandau." Said the girl.
Dilandau replied, "It is. Can I have another?"
"No. I want you out. You're causing too much mess. Get out now." The man snapped, picking up a glass Dilandau has broke.
"Fine! I will leave! (hiccup) and you'll all be sorry!"
Dilandau fell against the wall and grinned.
"I'm OK."
And then he tripped and fell on the floor. The white haired girl helped him get up, and then shoved him outside.
Damn it is dark.
It was 1:00 AM and all the streetlights were turned off in this hellhole village Folken has decide to hide in. He couldn't hardly see. Dilandau walked down the street when a sudden whoosh of darkness came over him and he passed out.
It was dark. She forgot the streetlights turned off at midnight. Millerna wondered if she was lost. Then she saw the street sign.
Nope. You're OK, Millerna! she thought happily.
Then she noticed a body on the ground.
Oh my god! A wounded boy! She ran quickly to the figure.
It was too dark to see what the boy looked like, but he held a vino bottle in his hand. I've gotten take him back to my room. I'll sneak him through the window. Allen won't notice. Millerna scooped up the boy and held him tightly as she ran back to the house. His head slumped against her and she noticed a jagged cut.
A scar? Or was he attacked?
Millerna slid open the window and was able to get in without a mess of things going on. She lay the boy on the bed and flicked on the light.
She gasped.
THE END
I know the pairing is weird, but please REVIEW!
Sniperwolf
PS: Can YOU spot the hidden cameo? Ha ha. I just had to do it!