The Lady Killer

Chapter 7: Entrenamiento

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of escaflowne, including the guymelefs, the characters and the countries, except for Artemisia and the rest of the parnassus'. I own the story and I adopted the idea of having a he said she said thing. I don't own the title, as it belongs to Injected and their record label

A/N: ok, i just started this and thank u readers for hanging on to me! I really appreciate you reading this and the whole chapter and reviewing, as it makes me very happy! k, my netscape composer iz being very evil rite now! yay! i noe enuf html to change sum of the times new roman font back to my fav, verdana! i had a dream about fonts one day! wen i tell ppl about it, they think i'm crazie! CUZ I AM! sorriez about the caps, it's really early, as u can c! they're like '@ least i'm not the one dreaming about fonts!'...shiro needs sleep rite now, so read this chappie=) TOOOOOOOOOOOO MANY PROJECTS DIS HOLIDAY! EVIL TEACHERS TRYIN TO MAKE MY HEAD ESPLODE!

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::Dilandau::

Folken said he wanted us to get closer together. It just happened. I have lots of time to tell her the truth considering she'll be around me for a while. She is absolutely beautiful, without a doubt. However, she is far too insecure for Dilandau-sama. I could see the envy in Folken's eyes when he was speaking with Aurélie. Am I feeling jealousy? What does Artemisia, the daughter of the late Lord Parnassus have to do with me. I knew exactly who she is. Or do I?

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'Dilandau! C'mon! I have all your equipment!' I heard Aurélie exclaim from the door as I rose from my desk.

She stood in front of the doorway connecting our rooms. She had already moved to the next room and received a new wardrobe for this job. A flowing white bohemian skirt hugged around her slim waist and it suited her well because it contrasted with her light bronze skin. She wore a lacy red tube top that fit perfectly around her torso with a thin white tube top underneath. I gazed at her, intrigued, hoping she didn't notice. To my dismay, she looked down at her beige strap sandals. 'I don't like it when people look at me like that, Dilandau.'

I apologized instantly. 'Sorry, Aurélie. I'll be coming in a moment. I put on my shirt and my uniform and rushed out the door to meet Aurélie.

She kept her eyes locked on the ground, avoiding my eyes at all costs. Her hands were trembling, I never thought she could be so nervous. 'Why are you nervous, Aurélie?' I asked, not expecting to receive a reply.

'I'm sorry, Dilandau. I am not used to looking into my master's eyes,' she stated, gazing at me.

While we were walking down the hall, she quickly grabbed my arm and stopped in her tracks. I looked down at her. Aurélie looked up at me, pleading to me in her eyes. 'Dilandau, I haven't been myself since I met you in the emporium. Please, give me strength and teach me to be fearless, as I was. I cannot live by being fragile!' She pulled me closer to her, her eyes becoming wilder, as if this was what she wanted most.

'I rather like the way you are now, Aurélie. No part of you should be changed.'

'You may like me, yet I hate everything about my being. I am fragile and you seem to like me more because of this. I do not want to be used again, for it ceases to please me.'

I took her hands off my uniform. I gazed at her in astonishment. Looking into my eyes the whole time, she stood silent. Her eyes were growing wild and I paused. I remember the first time I met her, which could have been a month ago. She was fierce, and objected me whenever I approached her. I knew I was the one who silenced her and she needed to gain freedom and confidence once again. Over time as I grew kinder to her, she weakened as her soul did as well. No doubt was she concerned about it. 'Answer me, Dilandau!' her eyes were wild like fire, burning as her anger grew.

'You have changed Aurélie. I can train you, if that is what you want. Just calm down, you're not acting like yourself. I know you must not like your insecure self, yet I can guarantee you that I did not take advantage of you,' I said, suave [A/N: I LUV that shampoo!] as I could. I wasn't sure if I did take advantage of her because she was weak. Considering how she exploded, I didn't want her to become even more angry with me than she was already!

All of a sudden, she calmed down. She had finally listened to me. Her face wasn't scowling anymore and she looped my arm in hers. She was beaming. I didn't know what to think of her at the moment. One moment, she blew up at me and the next, she was calm. There certainly ws something wrong with her...

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'I'm not wearing those!' Aurélie said, disgusted at the sight of the black shorts I was holding up to her.

'You'll have to, Aurélie. You don't want your undergarments to show now, do you?' She seemed taken by my response. Quickly, she grabbed the shorts from me and went behind the changing covers. At the Vione, there are no female vicinities except for the female washrooms. The gym we were in was designed strictly for males. I stared at her silhouette as the dragon slayers entered.

'Lord Dilandau, what are you looking at?' asked Gatti. who had come in first.

I spun around to look at him. 'We have a guest here today. She is my friend, Aurélie,' I said, looking at the changing covers again.

'I didn't think you'd have any female 'friends'!' exclaimed Gatti. I slapped him across the face. A red mark emerged from his left cheek.

'Apologize for that remark, Gatti.'

'I'm terribly sorry, Lord Dilandau-sama.'

At that moment, Aurélie stepped out from behind the changing curtains and all eyes were on her. She was in leather slip-on shoes and she wore her white tank top. Her hair was tied back in a bun and she looked around at me and the dragon slayers. Her legs were two slender sticks that branched out from her hips. Her arms were slender and her collarbones seemed more hollow than before. This was possibly the first time a non noble woman hadn't worn the traditional skirt.

'Here is Aurélie. She wants me to train her regularly and she will along with all of you,' I said, as all the dragon slayers' eyes were on Aurélie. I took her wrist and dragged her to the exercise mat. The whole evening we trained and Aurélie was quite tolerant about it. I never thought that she would be, however the night of the flying black dragon struck a memory.

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'Thank you Dilly!' said Aurélie. She seemed to be waiting for something as she stood there, in her day clothes. Our bags were all packed up and we were heading back to my chambers. The dragon slayers were probably testing her to see if I would slap her now. Aurélie seemed a bit afraid and was waiting for me to do something. I truly hated it when people addressed me by 'Dilly' as it was improper and informal.



'You're welcome, Aurélie,' I said, which took her by surprise. She gazed at the ground again, afraid of looking into my eyes.

'Let's go back to your chambers,' she said, completely calm. 'I'll try not to call you Dilly again,' she said. I cringed when she said it again.

'Let's go. I see you've gained some sort of confidence,' I said, eyeing her oddly. She stood up, right in front of me and kissed me on the nose. then she walked off ahead of me. What a peculiar girl...

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A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! yeah, by now itz prolly way past xmas cuz I write des stories really early and post em late! well, presents are like 7.0/10, which iz not good on the geneva scale! but, spirit-wise, xmas woz good! yeah, i guess dis chappie woz kinda long! sorrie! i spent like two days on this, and itz the shortest amount of time i spent on a chappie! yay! disney xmas parade! itz kinda gay, but dey haf lotza spirit!

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