Disclaimers; I don't own anything! (don't let me it would end in disaster) Yet I hope you will enjoy this. Thanks to Banryuu who helped me edit this, she is the best. This is going to be a drabbles like fic, each chapter is independant from the others.

Steam and visions

Introduction.

Ever since they parted, Van and Hitomi shared a special bond. Through the pendant, and as long as their feeling stay in tune with each other, they can see the other at any given time. Their desire to be near was strong enough in both of them to cross the space between the two planet.

They were ecstatic to explore the extent of the bond, and as time passed, and through trials and a few errors they managed to continue their relationship. It was sweet and tender, sometimes bitter as long distance romances can be, but they managed. They learned to share some dreams, but usually they saw each other in a daily life context and since it was Van who now had the pendant he was usually the one going to see Hitomi on Earth. Everything was going smoothly for them, and if they quarreled it was never for too long. More than anything they missed each other too much to stay angry at one another. It was not always easy since they were both headstrong, and never wanted to admit being in the wrong, but they managed.

Three years passed and as every growing teenager in love, both had to go through a few changes. Hitomi grew and developed more curves along with the well-toned figure gained through all her running. Van hit a late growth spurt that left him with a height near equal to his late brother, along with the strong broad shoulders.

At each stage of their growth they teased or comforted each other about whatever was bothering them. When they finally manage to talk about it that is, and it only happened once they fought about the other for not talking about what was wrong with them. It practically became a sort of ritual: Hitomi teased Van when she managed for a few month to be taller than him, he got her back on it when it was her turn to lift her head to see him eye to eye.

Van comforted Hitomi about her perceived lack of curves in comparison to her peers, thought he couldn't care less about any of those girls. He just wanted to twist their necks for making his Hitomi so depressed and self conscious when they was no need for it. This particular ordeal left him with red cheeks for a whole week, and a visit from a doctor at the demand of one of his advisors. One year later Hitomi told him that while she finally got more curves, she discovered that a least half of said girls were padding their underthings, unlike her. Van blushed to the tip of his ears the subject making him uneasy, and the sight of Hitomi laughing making her whole body move with it. Van got worried for her when he saw her lose weight and sleep over a test, leading to a row of spectacular proportion when Hitomi snapped because of the stress and pressure. It solved itself after two weeks of complete silence between the pair and a good hour of excuses, and a few tears.

Everything was perfect, or as close as can be for a long distance relationship between two world. Perfect except for one thing.

If their bodies had gone through changes, so were their expectations and powers. Hitomi may have stopped reading cards but she was still a seer. Van was diligent in his training, and to be able to see his lady, but with maturing bodies came maturings minds.

Being able to see the other at any given time was a plus in their relationship, but fantasies, desire, and lust were the other face of that coin.

As a young unmarried king with a paramour so far away, and powers to grant his deepest wish, but not the sturdiest luck it was bound to come to the situation Van found himself in. He had less control over his own power than Hitomi, and it seemed like his draconian blood was messing with what he wished to see. His desires about Hitomi. This lead him to go through visions at night that left him gasping for breath, and a need for cold water.

What he was seeing was Hitomi's daily life, just like what they would discus, except he couldn't interact with her or signal his presence. In these cases what he would see was her intimacy. After several episodes that left him panting for breath and aching loins. His rational mind provide him with the common elements shared by his visions: Hitomi and water. They were not the kind of visions he could share, nor talk about, with his love especially since she was the subject of them all.

And really how could he explain to her that he was suffering from the proverbial wet dreams?

(Author's note: I have no shame about the last pun. And now let's start on rending Van bonkers with steamy visions! Am I a bad person because I want to torture him?)