Well I finally got a break from all my year end projects to get this out

Well I finally got a break from all my year end projects to get this out. Now the story should really get going.

1.4.29-6.7

Perhaps: I do want this

He was waiting for her as she landed in the fields. Dressed in only a pair of pants held closed with a twine belt, he seemed like he'd just awoken from sleep. Hair in adorable disarray she reaches out a hand to touch it. He smiles at her, and she can do nothing more then resist the urge to hid away with him forever, away from society and life, just them.

So together they stood, alone in the fields, the crops tall and lush swaying in the afternoon breeze. Eventually they broke free, leisurely strolling hand in hand through the rows. The silence was delicate and all encompassing, both content to just absorb the moment. They slowed they exit to the clearing, giving Hitomi and opportunity to finger the large spade shaped leaves. They were soft and cool against her palm.

Neither broke the silence as he gently pulled her along, out from the shadows of the large plants into the bright sunshine that lay over the clearing. They both giggled softly as Van tripped over a protruding rock catching himself in her embrace. She took the opportunity to steal a kiss, chaste as it was, it was temptation in its purest form. As he leaned in to taste her again she planted a smarting slap to his posterior. With a shake of her head she reminded him of their promise.

He nodded solemnly, wishing he'd never made the deal. In all fairness to Fanelian customs they restrained from public displays of affection. They would wait the customary time before they announced their engagement, just as court protocol dictated. Although in Van's personal opinion such pleasantries were outdated and useless in his eyes. Against his own wishes he agreed with Hitomi. For the people to connect with her on a social colonial level, she needed to follow all the political rules to gain favor within the populace. Except as Hitomi had made him mimic her as she spoke out the words of their agreement Van de Fanel was already plotting.

It had started off simply enough, just something small, a diversion if you will. One created in the mind of testosterone induced thoughts of sexuality. All he'd wanted was just a simple bout of foreplay. Something to satisfy his mind and body. He began simply enough, waiting in the shadows of her room well after dark. Mind working a mile a minute as he wrung his hands together in anticipation. His breaths came short as the door opened, she entered slowly caring a candle. The soft orange light highlighted the contours of her face, her adorable nose and high cheekbones. Her eyes shone with a rather peculiar light as she snuck into her room.

She left the candle to its own devices on her bedside table as she turned to walk through the moon lit room. It was like she knew he was hiding in her room. Every movement was alluring and entrancing, Hitomi was deliberately trying to seduce Van into breaking his promise. She twirled around the room in child like playfulness pulling of clothes at every turn. Not even entertaining the idea that there could be someone else in her room, Hitomi proceeded to dance around in her underclothes as she hummed out loud.

It was almost too much for Van, there she was, the object of his desires dancing erotically in front of him it nothing more then silky red lace. He could almost see his self control wafting away on the sound of her voice. Van licked his lips, this could not get any better from his perspective. Here was his future queen standing practically naked before him clad only in his favorite color, red. Beautiful scarlet red, deep and sensual there was no way to describe it.

Dizzy from the incessant spinning Hitomi tumble spread eagle onto the bed gigging to herself as she though of Van. It was the hair, defiantly the hair. Since she'd left it was obvious Van hadn't bothered to cut it since she'd last been on Gaia. It had grown long forcing him to tie it back with a small thong of red leather. Or course there were other things about the attractive King that send his bride to be into fits of giggles and girlish thoughts. He'd filled out well since she'd last seen him, his shoulders had broadened and his face had gained more of a rugged adorable look to it. With another peel of laughter Kanzaki Hitomi had come to the conclusion that Van Slanzar de Fanel was a distraction and a very sexy one at that.

The candle hissed and sparked, its impending death at hand. Strangely Hitomi really could have cared less. She was so entranced with her perfect vision of Van nothing else around her registered in her senses. He was there almost instantaneously leaning over her with gentle compassion. "Hitomi..." he half breathed, half moaned into her neck. Her green eyes shot open and she screamed.

The world blossomed white. She forced herself to open her eyes, this wasn't Gaia. The walls were white, harsh and cold, the blankets over her body were rough and itchy against her skin. Hitomi willed herself to sit up, she jumped suddenly as something brushed against her elbow. To her frightened mind this was all inconceivable, it was hair. This was absolutely impossible. No more then five minutes ago her hair had barely brushed the tops of her shoulders, and now it lay heavily to her waist? Suppressing the urge to scream Hitomi pulled the sheets away from her legs half disgusted at seeing the long hairs on her legs. 'But I shaved just yesterday!' she muttered to herself. Something here wasn't right. One moment she was sharing a bed in her favorite red bra with the most desirable man alive and the next she was laying it some sterile room with legs that looked like they hadn't been shaved for weeks and hair down to her hips.

"Miss Kanzaki I see you've awoken." The woman jumped at the voice pulling the sheets up around her in reflex. "I'm Dr. Hio your physician. Would it be alright if I asked you some questions?"