Don't Tell Me
Chapter 11-- Love and Firelight
It rained that night. I was in my room listening to the rain patter against the window panes. The low rumble of thunder could be heard far away, and echoed back from the mountains. My room was dreary and cold, although there was warm glow from the fireplace. The shadows flickered on the ceiling, forming dark animated shapes, making me a little scared. I sighed loudly and turned to face the window. Nights in Gaea can be so lonely. I wish somebody's here with me.
I wonder, are there any people lonely right now? People-- the maids, the villagers, the children, the workers... are they lonely? In this castle-- are there people lonely? And Van -- is he lonely? Probably not. Merle is there with him.
My heart hurts a lot but I don't know why. It's some sort of pain that pierces your heart and never goes away until your eyes fill with tears. Like it was always meant to make you cry.
The rain poured harder than ever. The fire was getting weaker, for I have not the strength to put a log into the fire. I got up and opened the door. The corridor was all black, except for the Mystic Moon shining at the end of the hall. I closed it again, half out of fear and half out of discouragement. I felt my heart pierce again and my head whirled with adrenaline. I leaned against the door, feeling my heart tear itself as tears streamed down my face. Gods... it hurts. It really hurts.
I seemed to have sat there for hours, crying my heart out in bitter pain I couldn't even understand. I never felt so alone in my life, especially this night. Was it going to have to be always be this way?
A soft knock sounded behind me. I wiped my tears and sniffed. Maybe it was just the maid checking to see if I'm all right, I thought bitterly. I slowly opened the door, ashamed to show my face, since I look all red and pitiful after I cry. My heart skipped two beats when I saw Van, wet and dripping to the skin.
My face changed its expression from sadness to surprise. "Van! What happened to you?"
Van produced a small cluster of violets in his hand. Merle told me once that violets grow only in the most elusive places in Gaea... like near mountains and deep cliffs. I gasped softly and blushed, thinking of how much Van had gone through just to bring them to me.
"I was out getting these for you, but the rain caught on me..."
"Come in," I ushered him near the fire and put a fresh supply of logs in the fireplace. I placed the flowers on an empty vase by the bed. "Sit down," I ordered. My heartache was suddenly gone. First things first. I tugged at the strings of his red shirt. "Off."
Van blushed. "But--"
"No buts, okay? You don't want to get sick. I sure don't." I said quickly.
Immediately Van obeyed. I took the shirt to hang near the fire. When I turned around, my pulse quickened when I saw his lean chest and slim, broad shoulders. His raven locks were hanging carelessly over his ember eyes. His mouth was twisted with the smile of an innocent child.
My eyes flew on his bare skin. There were many bruises and cuts on his arms, shoulders and stomach. Dried blood stains from thorns, branches and rocks covered the edges of the wounds, making it visible in the firelight.
I flew immediately at his side and touched a scar near his forehead. "Van..."
Van's eyes looked at me, full of pain and undescribable hurt. My hand travelled from one bruise to another. All that... for me. I could feel a tear roll down my cheek.
"You shouldn't have gotten those violets for me... "
Van smiled. "I'm okay, really." But when I touched the wound on his chest his face flushed and tears shone in his eyes.
"No, you're not." I rose up took some iodine in my duffel bag.
"What's that?"
"It's iodine. Used to heal wounds and stuff."
"Oh..." Van made a face. "Does it hurt?"
"No." I knelt in front of him, dabbing some on my hand. "Now, shh."
My fingers rubbed on the iodine gently on his skin. Van's mouth was in a tight line but his eyes still stared at me. I flushed deeper red. As I started to rub on his chest, he jumped grimacingly. I guessed it was the part that hurt most.
"Keep still..."
My hand directly flew over on the wound on his forehead. Rubbing it ever so gently, I almost jumped when my eyes met his. It shone like glowing coals in the dark. I felt his breath as he drew closer to me, smelling of sweet rain and dusky purple haze. His left hand slowly lay on my cheek. "Hitomi..."
"Don't say anything..." I silenced him, putting my finger on my lips.
Van removed my finger gently from my mouth and locked his lips on mine. My heart raced faster and jumped excitedly. Electricity surged up from the pit of my back to my neck. Van pulled me until we fell over, I falling on top of him. The shadows danced with passion as we kissed harder, rhythm present through the firelight's shadows and the falling rain.
"Now... why did you do that?!" I said, after I pulled back. Van shrugged his shoulders and grinned.
"I don't know" he said, looking at me in the eye.
"Oh, really?" I snapped jokingly.
"Yeah, really." Van said in a mocking challenging voice.
"Yeah, right!" I shot back, my sides shaking with laughter at the whole dialogue.
Van inched closer and gave me a long, hard kiss that swept my breath away. "Why are you asking me? You're the one who went closer!"
"Nope... you did."
Van smiled wickedly. "Prove it."
"It doesn't need to be proved!"
Van placed his mouth over my neck. He sucked gently, making me squeal with surprise and delight. (Tsk, tsk.)
"Now what was that squeal all about?" Van asked me, a grin spreading over his face.
"VAN!" I screamed, half- dizzy with confusion and passion.
Van bent down and continued to suck. The smacking sounds his lips made drove me crazy. I pressed my fingers hard on his bare back.
"Oww!"
"Sorry."
Van grinned devilishly and made a long, drawing suckle on my neck. The one that made me moan loud enough to echo through the whole room.
"Van..." I whispered, feeling my excitement growing more and more every second. Van looked up and smushed my lips with his. "Shh, Hitomi. You're going to wake everybody up."
"Mmphh-mmmh," I muffled, trying to speak through the hindrance.
Van's eyes sparked passion as he slid his tongue into my mouth.
"VAN!"
He pulled back. "What?" His voice was sweet and innocent.
"Stop it for a sec-- we've been kissing in here but I'm not done with your wounds yet."
"They're already healed," he murmured, dropping a butterfly kiss on my cheek.
I got out from under him and returned to practicalities. "I'll just bandage them up, okay?" Van pouted, crossing his arms over his chest, but he complied anyway.
"There." I patted his chest as soon as I finished. "It will take more time to heal, but it's okay. You're going to be just right."
Van smiled and took up my hand. "You've always been the best nurse I ever knew."
"Yeah, I know." I grinned at him mockingly.
Van smirked. "You don't suffer from modesty."
"Geez, I was just joking."
"I know that."
"No you don't," I said, falling gently on top of him.
"Yes, I do," Van whispered in a singsong voice, rolling over, his weight falling on me.
"Oh, yeah?"
"Mm..." he nodded slightly, kissing me hard on the lips. My hands run wildly through his feather soft hair. I could feel his heart thump rhythmically in a slow, steady beat.
Everything was covered with gilded ecstasy. My hands slowly found their way on his back, and felt the firmness of his muscles and the softness of his skin. Fire shot through my veins, burning my very last ounce of doubt and fear away. Being with him, to touch him, to taste him, was all I ever needed in life. Van pulled back slightly, his sweet breath gently warming my already blushing face. I ran my fingers on his hair, and looked hard into his eyes.
"So why did you kiss me?" I asked, although I knew perfectly well why. Van's face flushed red.
"Because..." he started to say.
I went wicked. "Is it because you love me, or don't you?" I said in a threatening voice.
"Yeah, something like that."
"Then say it..." I laced my fingers around his neck and led his face closer.
"Hitomi... I don't have to say it. You already know."
"But I need to hear it from YOU."
Van pressed his lips hard on mine. "I..."
Then he made his way to my neck. "love..."
With a long, passion- filled suck on my neck, he breathed hard. "YOU!"
My lips found their way to his. A hot, flowing liquid gushed at my veins, filling me with intensity. His words were all that meant to me right now. Nobody could ever take him away from me. He was mine, and will be forever. The way he looks at me, his touch, his kiss, would be forever captured in my memory.
I drew back slowly, savoring every move he made as I looked into his eyes. Van's eyelids drooped sleepily over his eyes.
"How about you?" He said, huskily, touching the outline of my lips with his forefinger.
"What about me?"
"Do you love me, Hitomi?" His voice was sleepy and innocent.
"You?" I cocked my eyelids and frowned. "W--elllll..."
"Well-- what?" He whispered sweetly into my ear.
"Argh, Van..."
"Come on, Hitomi."
"Love you, Van."
"That's all?"
"Yup. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you..."
Van sat up and looked intently at the fire. His eyes glowed like coals in the dark. Then he faced me.
"D'you think this would work?"
"Oh, let's see..." I said in a serious tone. "I'll do anything to make it work."
"Me too."
I looked hard into his eyes. "Promise?"
Van smiled and kissed me again. "Promise."
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A/N: Now what do you call that? That's cheese for you! Anywayz... this chapter took so long, I'm sorry. I'm experiencing emotional trauma right now and I'm so busy with projects and stuff. All events that happened in this chapter is quite umm... opposite with what's happening to me right now.
GEEZ...
To Iden, sorry for chapter 10!
Hey, PA, sowee this took so long!
CIAO!
shiroi
Chapter 11-- Love and Firelight
It rained that night. I was in my room listening to the rain patter against the window panes. The low rumble of thunder could be heard far away, and echoed back from the mountains. My room was dreary and cold, although there was warm glow from the fireplace. The shadows flickered on the ceiling, forming dark animated shapes, making me a little scared. I sighed loudly and turned to face the window. Nights in Gaea can be so lonely. I wish somebody's here with me.
I wonder, are there any people lonely right now? People-- the maids, the villagers, the children, the workers... are they lonely? In this castle-- are there people lonely? And Van -- is he lonely? Probably not. Merle is there with him.
My heart hurts a lot but I don't know why. It's some sort of pain that pierces your heart and never goes away until your eyes fill with tears. Like it was always meant to make you cry.
The rain poured harder than ever. The fire was getting weaker, for I have not the strength to put a log into the fire. I got up and opened the door. The corridor was all black, except for the Mystic Moon shining at the end of the hall. I closed it again, half out of fear and half out of discouragement. I felt my heart pierce again and my head whirled with adrenaline. I leaned against the door, feeling my heart tear itself as tears streamed down my face. Gods... it hurts. It really hurts.
I seemed to have sat there for hours, crying my heart out in bitter pain I couldn't even understand. I never felt so alone in my life, especially this night. Was it going to have to be always be this way?
A soft knock sounded behind me. I wiped my tears and sniffed. Maybe it was just the maid checking to see if I'm all right, I thought bitterly. I slowly opened the door, ashamed to show my face, since I look all red and pitiful after I cry. My heart skipped two beats when I saw Van, wet and dripping to the skin.
My face changed its expression from sadness to surprise. "Van! What happened to you?"
Van produced a small cluster of violets in his hand. Merle told me once that violets grow only in the most elusive places in Gaea... like near mountains and deep cliffs. I gasped softly and blushed, thinking of how much Van had gone through just to bring them to me.
"I was out getting these for you, but the rain caught on me..."
"Come in," I ushered him near the fire and put a fresh supply of logs in the fireplace. I placed the flowers on an empty vase by the bed. "Sit down," I ordered. My heartache was suddenly gone. First things first. I tugged at the strings of his red shirt. "Off."
Van blushed. "But--"
"No buts, okay? You don't want to get sick. I sure don't." I said quickly.
Immediately Van obeyed. I took the shirt to hang near the fire. When I turned around, my pulse quickened when I saw his lean chest and slim, broad shoulders. His raven locks were hanging carelessly over his ember eyes. His mouth was twisted with the smile of an innocent child.
My eyes flew on his bare skin. There were many bruises and cuts on his arms, shoulders and stomach. Dried blood stains from thorns, branches and rocks covered the edges of the wounds, making it visible in the firelight.
I flew immediately at his side and touched a scar near his forehead. "Van..."
Van's eyes looked at me, full of pain and undescribable hurt. My hand travelled from one bruise to another. All that... for me. I could feel a tear roll down my cheek.
"You shouldn't have gotten those violets for me... "
Van smiled. "I'm okay, really." But when I touched the wound on his chest his face flushed and tears shone in his eyes.
"No, you're not." I rose up took some iodine in my duffel bag.
"What's that?"
"It's iodine. Used to heal wounds and stuff."
"Oh..." Van made a face. "Does it hurt?"
"No." I knelt in front of him, dabbing some on my hand. "Now, shh."
My fingers rubbed on the iodine gently on his skin. Van's mouth was in a tight line but his eyes still stared at me. I flushed deeper red. As I started to rub on his chest, he jumped grimacingly. I guessed it was the part that hurt most.
"Keep still..."
My hand directly flew over on the wound on his forehead. Rubbing it ever so gently, I almost jumped when my eyes met his. It shone like glowing coals in the dark. I felt his breath as he drew closer to me, smelling of sweet rain and dusky purple haze. His left hand slowly lay on my cheek. "Hitomi..."
"Don't say anything..." I silenced him, putting my finger on my lips.
Van removed my finger gently from my mouth and locked his lips on mine. My heart raced faster and jumped excitedly. Electricity surged up from the pit of my back to my neck. Van pulled me until we fell over, I falling on top of him. The shadows danced with passion as we kissed harder, rhythm present through the firelight's shadows and the falling rain.
"Now... why did you do that?!" I said, after I pulled back. Van shrugged his shoulders and grinned.
"I don't know" he said, looking at me in the eye.
"Oh, really?" I snapped jokingly.
"Yeah, really." Van said in a mocking challenging voice.
"Yeah, right!" I shot back, my sides shaking with laughter at the whole dialogue.
Van inched closer and gave me a long, hard kiss that swept my breath away. "Why are you asking me? You're the one who went closer!"
"Nope... you did."
Van smiled wickedly. "Prove it."
"It doesn't need to be proved!"
Van placed his mouth over my neck. He sucked gently, making me squeal with surprise and delight. (Tsk, tsk.)
"Now what was that squeal all about?" Van asked me, a grin spreading over his face.
"VAN!" I screamed, half- dizzy with confusion and passion.
Van bent down and continued to suck. The smacking sounds his lips made drove me crazy. I pressed my fingers hard on his bare back.
"Oww!"
"Sorry."
Van grinned devilishly and made a long, drawing suckle on my neck. The one that made me moan loud enough to echo through the whole room.
"Van..." I whispered, feeling my excitement growing more and more every second. Van looked up and smushed my lips with his. "Shh, Hitomi. You're going to wake everybody up."
"Mmphh-mmmh," I muffled, trying to speak through the hindrance.
Van's eyes sparked passion as he slid his tongue into my mouth.
"VAN!"
He pulled back. "What?" His voice was sweet and innocent.
"Stop it for a sec-- we've been kissing in here but I'm not done with your wounds yet."
"They're already healed," he murmured, dropping a butterfly kiss on my cheek.
I got out from under him and returned to practicalities. "I'll just bandage them up, okay?" Van pouted, crossing his arms over his chest, but he complied anyway.
"There." I patted his chest as soon as I finished. "It will take more time to heal, but it's okay. You're going to be just right."
Van smiled and took up my hand. "You've always been the best nurse I ever knew."
"Yeah, I know." I grinned at him mockingly.
Van smirked. "You don't suffer from modesty."
"Geez, I was just joking."
"I know that."
"No you don't," I said, falling gently on top of him.
"Yes, I do," Van whispered in a singsong voice, rolling over, his weight falling on me.
"Oh, yeah?"
"Mm..." he nodded slightly, kissing me hard on the lips. My hands run wildly through his feather soft hair. I could feel his heart thump rhythmically in a slow, steady beat.
Everything was covered with gilded ecstasy. My hands slowly found their way on his back, and felt the firmness of his muscles and the softness of his skin. Fire shot through my veins, burning my very last ounce of doubt and fear away. Being with him, to touch him, to taste him, was all I ever needed in life. Van pulled back slightly, his sweet breath gently warming my already blushing face. I ran my fingers on his hair, and looked hard into his eyes.
"So why did you kiss me?" I asked, although I knew perfectly well why. Van's face flushed red.
"Because..." he started to say.
I went wicked. "Is it because you love me, or don't you?" I said in a threatening voice.
"Yeah, something like that."
"Then say it..." I laced my fingers around his neck and led his face closer.
"Hitomi... I don't have to say it. You already know."
"But I need to hear it from YOU."
Van pressed his lips hard on mine. "I..."
Then he made his way to my neck. "love..."
With a long, passion- filled suck on my neck, he breathed hard. "YOU!"
My lips found their way to his. A hot, flowing liquid gushed at my veins, filling me with intensity. His words were all that meant to me right now. Nobody could ever take him away from me. He was mine, and will be forever. The way he looks at me, his touch, his kiss, would be forever captured in my memory.
I drew back slowly, savoring every move he made as I looked into his eyes. Van's eyelids drooped sleepily over his eyes.
"How about you?" He said, huskily, touching the outline of my lips with his forefinger.
"What about me?"
"Do you love me, Hitomi?" His voice was sleepy and innocent.
"You?" I cocked my eyelids and frowned. "W--elllll..."
"Well-- what?" He whispered sweetly into my ear.
"Argh, Van..."
"Come on, Hitomi."
"Love you, Van."
"That's all?"
"Yup. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you..."
Van sat up and looked intently at the fire. His eyes glowed like coals in the dark. Then he faced me.
"D'you think this would work?"
"Oh, let's see..." I said in a serious tone. "I'll do anything to make it work."
"Me too."
I looked hard into his eyes. "Promise?"
Van smiled and kissed me again. "Promise."
___
A/N: Now what do you call that? That's cheese for you! Anywayz... this chapter took so long, I'm sorry. I'm experiencing emotional trauma right now and I'm so busy with projects and stuff. All events that happened in this chapter is quite umm... opposite with what's happening to me right now.
GEEZ...
To Iden, sorry for chapter 10!
Hey, PA, sowee this took so long!
CIAO!
shiroi