Language:English
Categories: Action/Adventure/Romance
Title: My Obsession
Summary: "I'll see to it personally he has a better life this time." "'But- Gaav! That's impossible! He's dead!'" ""Who the Hell am I!"" 'You're mine, Valgaav.'
Author's Note: This is to cheer Val up a bit since he's been depressed since last night when his fellow got hurt in an accident. It's dedicated to he and Brent, who use the names Val and Gaav on chat rooms, for the underappreciated coupling of the Demon Dragon King and his most loyal servant, Val (i.e., Valgaav.) Don't tell me they're out of character; I know it! Sue me; I did say it was dedicated to Brent and Alonso, after all..
Yay! No more first-person POV chapters for now! On with the show.
Chapter Three: Searching
Three days had gone by since the Demon Dragon King's obsession with seeing Valgaav- now Val -again had resurrected him and he had been on the move ever since in hopes of finding the town where Filia, Jillas, Gravos, and Val now resided.
And he was not happy.
"Where the Hell is that damn shop!" growled Gaav as he came to the end of yet another fruitless search in yet another town. "How hard can it be to find a store run by a dragon? Surely there aren't that many non-humans running things!"
"Excuse me." came a shaky, old voice from behind the tall figure of Gaav.
Blinking, Gaav turned on the spot, glancing around as he arched a bushy eyebrow then looked down, finally spotting the one who had spoken to him.
There stood an old woman with her back slightly hunched, a pale blue shawl wrapped over her shoulders, holding a cane in one hand that she clearly was using to walk with. Her eyes were heavily lined but held a kindly expression, though a bit of fear shone in the gently-shaded violet pools. The old woman had her hair kept back carefully within a bun, through which a few stray strands of gray hair, occasionally lighted with the shade it must have originally been of black, peeked out.
"What is it?" asked Gaav briskly, more than a little wary of her appearance. He had been fooled once before by the form of an old woman who had turned out to be the embodiment of the memories of the Water Dragon King, and wasn't so fond of the idea of allowing it a second time.
"What shop are you looking for?" asked the old woman kindly, her lips forcing themselves to stretch into a smile, willing herself to show that she was more willing to help than she truly must've been.
"An antique shop that was set up about seventeen years ago by a blonde woman." Strangely enough, as he explained, Gaav became a bit uneasy and found himself a little at a loss for words on how to convey who he was searching for. He didn't want to give himself away as being the resurrected Demon Dragon King Gaav, one of Ruby Eye Shabranigdo's five lords, nor did he want to give away the true objective of his search for the ex-priestess. "She's-"
"Yes, I think I know who you mean. There's only one antique shop near here and it's run by just such a woman. She has a boy who's about a foot shorter than yourself; seventeen I think, and quite a looker if you ask me."
The taller of the two fought back the urge to kill the old woman for her comment of Val seeming attractive. It wasn't that Val's attractiveness bothered him; it was that Val's attractiveness was apparent to others which bothered him. The funny thing was, he hadn't even seen Val yet!
But if the past were any particular indication of how he would look now..
"Young man?" probed the old woman inquizitively, cocking her head to the side as she lifted a brow at him as he entered the third minute of having said nothing in response to her.
Shaking his head to rouse himself from his thoughts, Gaav looked back down at the older woman. "Where is it?" he asked, trying not to sound too rushed so as not to give away any hints of who he was or who he was after, though his voice betrayed a bit of his attempt.
Giving a chuckle, the old woman pointed to the left down a path that sat below an old, wooden sign which read, "Kinuto Town."
A small smirk arose over Gaav's lips as he glanced down the path, narrowing his eyes and catchung sight faintly of a small spot that was the start of a town in the distance down the road the woman had indicated. "So that's where they are.." he mused quietly.
"Who, young man? Are you looking for someone?"
"You could say that.." chuckled Gaav, looking back down at the woman from the corner of his eye.
"Well, I hope you find whoever it is young man. I never caught your name, and I don't think you're from this town. I've never seen you before; I would have known you if you lived here. I'm Edna."
After a moment of studying the woman, now known to him as Edna, Gaav shook his head, his smirk widening. She's not much of a threat; it couldn't hurt to tell her who she's in the presence of and I haven't had a good laugh at the reaction of a human who discovered they were in the company of the Demon Dragon King since fighting Lina Inverse and her friends. he thought to himself.
"Young man?" Edna prodded him gently with the end of her cane.
"The name I go by is Gaav." responded the Chaos Dragon shortly, feigning to find something particularly interesting about the birds flying overhead while secretly keeping a close eye on Edna's reaction.
"Gaav? That's a familiar name, are-" Edna stopped short, her eyes going wider by the second as she stumbled back a step. "Gaav? You're- the Demon-?"
"The Demon Dragon King." Gaav finished for her, his smirk as wide as it was possible for it to be as he did so. "Yes."
With a booming laugh, Gaav turned his back to Edna, walking towards the town and leaving the old woman behind to stare at him in disbelief.
"Val, I'm coming." he chuckled smugly, resting both hands within his pockets.
To Be Continued..