Untamed Angel 8

Hitomi moaned and opened her eyes. Looking around, she saw Miguel looking out the window. Sitting up, she laughed bitterly.
"Doesn't this seem familiar." She muttered. He walked over to her.
"You never cease to amaze me, you know that? You recieve a close to fatel injury and are ordered to stay in your room, yet you take off on us."
"Please, leave the lecture to Dilandau. Speaking of Dilandau, How is he?"
Miguel looked down. "Miguel?" She swung her legs over to the side. "Answer me, Miguel." He looked up at her. "Miguel, is he still alive!??!!"
"Barely." His eyes took on a terrified shine. "He might not pull through this, Hitomi." She looked down, biting her lip. "Hitomi? A few Dragon Slayers once heard you talking to Van Fanel about taking care of some unfinished buisness with Lord Dilandau. What was it?" She looked up at him and sighed.
"12 years ago, my family sent me to the Mystic Moon because of a large war, and when I finally came back, I was looking for any connections to my family when I found out that my father was still alive until a few weeks ago, when..." She stopped and swallowed hard, trying not to cry. "When Dilandau's Dragon Slayers had destroyed the village he was staying at." Miguel looked horrified.
"Oh God. Hitomi, was, was it the village in Fanelia?" She nodded.
"That was my home country." He ran a hand through her hair.
"I am so sorry, Hitomi, but I was in that battle." She looked up at him.
"Did you enjoy the battle?" He looked shocked.
"Of course not!!!"
"Then there's no reason to be sorry." She stood up with difficulty, ending up leaning against Miguel. "Miguel, I want to go see Dilandau." He gripped her tightly.
"I don't know. You shouldn't be moving around very much. You still need-"
"Miguel, don't make me ask you twice." She said quietly, yet with an annoyed tone.
When she reached Dilandau's room, she had to grip the front of Miguel's jacket in order to stand upright as her legs had almost collapsed from underneth her at the sight. "M-miguel, he, he's still-"
"Yeah, he's still alive. Barely." He carried her over to the bed and set her down. She bit her lip hard enough that she almost drew blood. Miguel watched as tears threatened to fall, but she quickly rubbed them away. She looked at his chest and saw that the injury was on his chest as well.
"It went all the way through?!" She said in horror.
"No. He got two injuries. The one on his chest is worse, unfortunetly." Miguel looked at her. "Would you like me to tell Lord Folken that you won't be at training?"
"That would be greatly appreaciated, Miguel, thank-you." He then left her alone. She looked him over again. They had removed the jacket to have better access to his chest and back. His chest was heavily bandaged, and barely moving. He was more pale then usual, and Miguel was right, she couldn't tell if he was going to make it. "Dilandau, why didn't you listen to me? We could have avoided this entire problem." She swallowed hard, then had an idea. "Mother never told me to do this unless it was an emergancy. Well, that's what I'd call THIS." She placed both her hands gently on his chest and leaned forward, then kissed him. She felt a strong power surge through her and then transfer to Dilandau. She then pulled away and looked at him. Some of his color was returning and his breathing was more steady. She sighed in relief, then felt a little dizzy and grabbed the nightstand for support. Breathing in strongly, she looked at Dilandau and smirked. "If Mother was right, which she usually is, then he should be fine in a while." She looked down at the bandages and saw that the blood on his bandages was slowly vanishing. She lifted some of the bandages until she found his waist and ran her hand over where his injury was slowly fading. Suddenly she heard him groan and his gloved hand reached down, grabbing hers.
"Don't. That tickels." He muttered quietly. She looked up in shock.
"Dilandau?" He opened his eyes and looked at her.
"That's my name." He said sarcastically. She laughed.
"For once I'm glad to hear that attitude."
Hitomi sparred with Viole, while stealing glances at Dilandau. He was standing off to the side, watching the Dragon Slayers practice, as Folken had ordered him to pass training today. He didn't look pleased.
Viole was slowly backing Hitomi towards the wall without her noticing. She seemed to be in a trance; she was thinking about Dilandau. *Does he know that I healed him? Will he tell Folken if he does?* She snapped back to the battle as Viole had her pinned against the wall. He managed to stun everyone in the room as he knocked her sword out of her hands and pressed the blade against her throat. He even seemed a little startled himself. She just looked at her blankly, then sighed and looked at the ground, instead of getting angered, which startled him even more.
Dilandau frowned and studied her hard. *She hasn't been herself through this entire training session. Something is wrong.* Viole backed away and she turned, leaving the room.
She was almost to her room when she ran into Miguel.
"Hey Hitomi." He said. She didn't respond. "Hitomi? Hey, Hitomi!!" She jumped.
"Wha? What? Oh, sorry Miguel, what were you saying?"
"You okay Hitomi?"
"Yeah I'm fine. I've just been thinking about Dilandau-sama."
"Yeah, so have I. It's strange. He healed so quickly." Hitomi quickly averted her gaze, but Miguel noticed. "Hitomi, do you know something about Dilandau's recovery that we don't?" She sighed.
"Miguel, Dilandau-sama healed quickly because I-"
"Hey Miguel!" Dalet called, grabbing Miguel's shoulders and pushing hard. Miguel stumbled forward, causing Hitomi to step back slightly.
"I'll talk to you later Miguel." She muttered, walking away. Miguel watched her leave, then turned to Dalet.
Hitomi entered her room and sighed, leaning agianst her door.
"Something wrong?" A voice hissed from the shadows. She jumped and looked over as Dilandau came out of the shadows.