A/N: Okay, so when I was looking through the Escaflowne fanfics here I couldn't really seem to find the kind of story that I wanted to read... So I decided to write one. It's my sincerest hope that all of you enjoy this.

Hitomi Kanzaki woke up to the sound of her alarm and immediately felt guilty. She had a wonderful boyfriend (who was actually patient enough to not pressure her into intimacy, unlike her last ex) - and she had been having a less than chaste dream about Van. She had known him for barely two months over twelve years ago and he was still the one she longed for. Maybe it was because she had never gotten the chance to say goodbye. Whatever the reason Hitomi did not want to get up at that moment; she wanted to go back to the dream.

Another stab of guilt forced her out of bed and towards the bathroom. Walking in she leaned over with her hands on the edge of the sink and tried to banish the images of the dream from her mind. It didn't work; she could still feel the phantom sensations all over her body.

Hitomi looked up at her exhausted reflextion and told it without much conviction (though she still, somehow, meant it), "Stop it - you have a boyfriend! He deserves better! A lot better..." Completely discusted with herself she added, "God, I'm such a selfish bitch."

With that she yanked open the medicine cabinet behind the mirror and pulled out her antidepressants. Five minutes later she was sitting at the two-person dining table in her kitchen having coffee and trying to forget the feeling of hay, calloused hands and a hard, warm body. The sight of maroon eyes, a mane of black hair and tan skin under her hands.

She didn't have much success.

Van woke up with the irritating buzzing of Hitomi's alarm clock in his ears. He reflected that it was an effective sound to motivate a person to stop sleeping if only to shut the stupid thing off. For one year Van had believed that Hitomi had been happy on the Mystic Moon. Turned out he had been wrong in that assumption. He had gone to sleep one night and Hitomi's mind had reached out to him in a dreamscape... There had been nothing then and nothing now that he could do for Hitomi except be there to hold her in her dreams when she got too lonely.

Last night she had needed him again. He had met her halfway, as he always does, and things had gotten... Steamy. It wasn't the first time, just like it wasn't the first time that she had cried desperately in his arms, wanting to be back on Gaea with him. It had made her feel guilty for some reason, but he never got the chance to ask her why.

At the moment Van was in a Human village North and West of Adom to get some provisions. He had been sleeping in the hayloft over the stables, the ones behind the inn, since it was currently full. Thankfully he'd only had to pay quarter price for the dubious privilege of using the space... He also got his dinner at half price, so it wasn't too bad.

He sat up, hay rustling and falling away from him. Dawn was approaching and he decided that he might as well get an early start. He pretended like he wasn't running away from the fact that, yet again, Hitomi wasn't laying beside him when he woke up.

It was around twelve thirty, while she was heading out to get her lunch during her break, that she looked up to the sky and paused. Unbidden, a thought came; I wish I could see Van again... Without either of us having to give up the lives we've built...

Hitomi brought her eyes back down to street level again, hating herself for wishing such a thing.

I'm so selfish. She thought reproachfully and went on with her day like she always did.

There wasn't anything else that she could do.

A/N: Pretty, pretty please review?