I Give Myself to You
Chapter 4
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Notes: Narye comes face to face with Chesta and Dilandau, oh no!!! Will she die???
Obviously Chesta doesn't die cus i got 15 reviews (yay!!!) and he's just too cute anyway, so someone else will....
I don't know what that thing that carries the sword is called so i just said it was a sheath.
THANKS TO EVERYBODY WHO REVIEWED!!! even though it was to say that they owned dilandau when they know it's a fact that only i do and he's my eternal love slave... jk , not, nevermind, not...hahaha...i'm weird...
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!! COME ON!! I SPENT TO MUCH TIME ON THIS STORY!!! 3 HOURS!!!!
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Pushing open the door and slamming Narye onto the floor, Dilandau stepped into the dust-ridden room and glanced about, dropping Chesta and forgetting about him in his thoughts again. *Hmmm, it's cleaner than I last left it...Wait a minute, how dare she clean AFTER I'm gone! I'll get that bitch!!!*
Chesta tried to get up but fell midway. He tried again under the forceful look of his master and made it this time, almost collapsing again from the pressure. Holding on to dear life, Chesta opened his eyes and saw his beloved sister on the floor. He tried to go over to her and protect her from the wrath of Dilandau, when all of a sudden, he was picked up again! Falling limp from sheer exhaustion, Chesta collapsed into Dilandau's arms. *Not a good idea* He thought with dry humor, falling unconsiouse and knowing his life was in his master's hands now.
Dilandau cringed from the weight of Chesta's body in his already sore limbs and he gulped, for once not knowing what to do. He fell back on his instaincts and pride and screamed while throwing Chesta on the floor and nearly impaling him on the sword that fell from his sheath.
Screaming with anger, he ran towards Narye and picked her up as well. With all the might he had left from fighting with Chesta, Dilandau brought his hand swiftly with power across her cheek, leaving a stream of blood dripping from his gloves.
Gasping and panting, he slowly drew out his own silver sword and let it hang by his side for one moment before regaining control of his body and slowly walking towards the pile of gasping bodies on the floor.
"Chesta," He quietly said, barely above a whisper. A small tear came to his right eye and ran down the scar on his cheek, but it could barely be seen through the blood and mud on his face. He pulled up his arm and wiped his bloody nose, cringing again as the rough fabric tore through his wounds. *Damn this cloth!! I have to kill that tailor as soon as I get back...* he continued walking closer to the couple.
Crying and gasping, Narye stared with tear wrecked eyes at her unconcious brother and pulled him up in her arms. She looked at him and thought tht he wasn't breathing. Burying her head in his chest, she shook him roughly and screamed. "Chesta come back, come back!!!!! Don't die!! NoOOOOOO CHESTA!!!!!" With one last sob she looked up and saw his brother's murderor standing by the door nonchalantly, trying to brush away the mud in his fine hair. *How could he be so calm after he murdered my only family...* She thought in disgust.
*WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS!!??*
Losing complete control of herself, Narye went psychotic and she looked around frantically for a weapon...*I'll kill that bastard, and AVENGE MY BROTHERS DEATH!!!!*
Breathing hard and heavy, she felt for Chesta's sword but saw that it was thrown across the room, too far for her to reach without getting Dilandau's attention. Instead, she saw a shiny glimmer in his boots and she leaned forward and reached for the clean dagger, bringing it out and aiming at the unsuspecting Zaibach warrior in red.
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Folken recovered himself and walked through the gathering crowd around the little house. Frowning slightly, he brought his hand up and combed it through his spiky blue hair, moaning at his splitting headache. He had lost track of the events when Dilandau had pushed him into the mud and he had hit his head on the handle of a nearby horsewagon.
He pushed aside some more of the onlooking peasants, and he finally reached a brown-haired boy cloaked in blue armor, a Dragonslayer. Turning him around and trying not to hurt himself anymore, Folken asked, "Miguel..." he shuddered as a piercing scream came from inside the house. Frowning again, he continued, "What the hell is going on???"
Miguel gazed at the tall man in confusement. *Where the hell was he...?* He continued, wondering at he mud and dirt covered cloak until finally realizing that Folken was getting angry. Suddenly looking into the emotionless brown eyes, Miguel stuttered, wishing himself out of this situation. "We-well Folken...uh...Fol-Folke...sama!" He mentally slapped himself on the back of his head. "Sir...I don't know! Lord Dilandau is beating up Chesta and a black-haired girl in that house!" He pointed through the crowd and Folken looked up in surprise.
"For what???!!" He replies, confused.
Miguel looked just as dazed as he did. "Si-sir, I haven't got a clue!"
Frustrated that Miguel wasn't able to help him, Folken assumed that the rest of the shocked Dragonslayers didn't know a thing either so he pushed his way through them and stood quietly behind Dilandau, a sight that shocked him to no ends.
There stood the once proud Zaiback general, tattered gloved hands covered with blood and dirt, but he wasn't laughing! *What the...* Folken thought as he continued to inspect the scene.
Inside the house, a semi-tall girl was crouching next to a fallen Dragonslayer and she was looking at Dilandau with hate. Her strong but curved frame was covered with a light summer dress, though it was impossible to tell the colour because because of the dry blood that was encased on it. She was holding a dagger in her hands.
He looked at the blood on her face but what surprised him the most was her eyes. Those were the same eyes as Dilandau's! Though maybe a shade of garnet darker, they both held that lust, and most of all, the insanity.
Folken blinked, still trying to adjust his sight to reality. *Why is Dilandau doing this...?* he wondered. Just as he was about to yell at Dilandau to stop and return to the Vione at once, the girl charged at them! He gasped and stepped back but only made the situation worse by accidentally tripping Dilandau!
All seemed bleak when all of a sudden, a raspy and weak voice called the girl back.
"Nar...rye...No!!!"
She stopped and everyone paused, looking in the direction where the voice came from.
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Chesta suddenly found himself covered with pain as he tried to stagger up. His vision was a complete blur until he saw his sister Narye with his knife, charging at Dilandau and Folken!
"Narye...!!" He cried again hoarsely, knowing that Lord Dilandau would kill her if she didn't stop. He suddenly felt faint and clutched his head with his hands. It felt as if thunder was shooting itself in his head and his own brain was being torn apart!
"ARRRGGG!!" Chesta fell down in pain and banged himself on the table, dislocating another shoulder. His whole body felt numb but he could still see, though maybe not that well.
He looked warily at Dilandau.
"Please..." He coughed up more blood. "Let me explain..."
His whole body wracked itself in a fit of harsh coughs as he felt Narye by his side, patting his back worriedly. Chesta turned to her and smiled weakly, his mind still in turmoil. *Oh no...how could I have let this happen to my only sister! The only family I have left...*
A hand went up and shoved Narye away gently, bringing himself up infront of his master.
Wearily, he let his body turn weak and he dropped to his knees, beggin for mercy from the Zaibach general.
"Please...Lord Dilandau-sama...please...Spare Narye's life, she knew nothing of this!"
Dilandau growled and when he thought of nothing else to do, he brought his hand down and hit Chesta square in the face, leaving an even more bloody nose when Chesta got up and knelt again.
"Lord...please...let me explain myself" He pleaded weakly.
Outside, the crowd murmered loudly with anticipation at the story unfolding before them. The fat woman who had laughed at Dilandau before smiled curiously, still shaking her head in disbelief. *This is even better than The Young and Restless!*
The other Dragonslayers gasped as Chesta told the story of his lost family and his only sister. SISTER!!!!! *Holy shit* Gatti thought, looking grimly at Chesta. *He's gonna die for sure!* He coudln't bring himself to do anything about it though. *Hey! I have my own life to think about!*
The crowd was enraptured with Chesta's story and silently urged him to go on. They listened to his strong but shy voice speak up and Dilandau's own raspy insane one, interrupting with profanities and death promises once in a while.
Chesta continued. "Please Dilandau-sama! Narye is the only family I had left and I HAD to join the Dragonslayers sir! I wanted nothihg more than to serve you! But Dilandau-sama, I never meant to betray you, and as soon my sister had grown up and find for herself, I would have told you!! We needed the money...please Lord Dilandau, please forgive me!"
He tried to continue but was too shaken and tired. Sobs blocked his throat and he started hiccupping, much to everybody's surprise and his own.
Dilandau was shocked! *What??* He pondered to himself *I always thought Chesta came from a rich family and he had moved away when his entire family was slaughtered in the last Great War, not becasue of famine!* His eyes widened even more with disgust and anger as another realization dawned on him. *ANOTHER LIE HE TOLD ME!!!*
He screamed and pulled up his arms for balance as he sent a hard kick towards Chesta, Making him fly backwards onto cupboards, and onto fallen chairs.
"YOU BACKSTABBING ASSHOLE!!!!!!!!* Dilandau screamed as he lept onto the fragile form, beating him with his closed fist, harder and harder. He cried insanely and laughed with a deafening tone when Chesta's suddenly went limp under his touch.
Just as he was about to strike him one last time and kill him with his own two hands, a huge spasming pain welled up in Dilandau's leg! It throbbed and fed on the bones of Dilandau's own bones as he screamed "JAJUUUUUKKKAAAA!!!!!!!!!" and slipped into unconciousness.
The other Dragonslayers shuddered as the piercing sound rang through their ears but immediately followed Folken's orders to pick the 3 teenagers up and carry them back to the guymelefs, back to the Vione. Each struggled with the weight but as the eyes of the villagers followed them, their egos boosted and picking up Dilandau wasn't such a hard thing.
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Fluttering her thick eyelashes, Narye groaned as she awoke and found herself in a dark and silent room. Putting her hands to her flushed face, she rubbed her pale skin roughly but didn't feel very refreshed when a stinging pain arose instead.
She noticed the beds next to hers and she squinted, noticing tht one was of Dilandau, *yikes!* and one contained her brother Chesta....CHESTA!!!
"Chesta!!! She screamed happily and ran to his cot, brushing away the fair hair from his eyes. "Oh dear brother...you saved my life!" Narye nuzzled her nose to his hair and and couldn't stop kissing him on his cheek like when she was only 4 years old.
When she heard a sudden sound coming from Chesta, she squealed joyfully and her heart lept *He's awake!!!* She shook him and whispered excitedly in his ear, pulling him up and putting a death hold hug on him.
Groggily, Chesta opened his eyes and smiled sadly, looking over his twin sister. Upon realizing what had happened before, his eyes shook open and he pushed Narye off wildly and looked around frantically for Lord Dilandau. Chesta spotted him on the cot further to the left of Narye's and noticed that he barely had anything on, and he looked down...neither of them did!
Shuddering at 'other' thoughts, he turned his attention on preventing the imminent demise of his sister and maybe even himslef "Come on Narye!" He whispered impatiently, waiting for his sister to follow him, confused. "We must apologize if you want to live!" He grabbed her hand and pulled.
Chesta ran towards to sleeping body but tripped on one of Narye's shoes in the darkness, pulling Narye down with him! He tumbled out of balance for a few seconds but stumbled again as he tripped on the other slipper, hiding in the shadows. Falling forward, Chesta was about to land on his head and to prevent this horrible death (*I'll be damned if I die becasue of stumbling on slippers!* He thought with horror at what his fellow Dragonslayers would say if they saw this), he grabbed on to the nearest thing and pulled to safety!
Hearing a low and painful groan after the cot tumbled over and it's contents spread on the floor, Chesta looked over in horror and saw Dilandau lying uncomfortably on the cold hard floor. He got up but only succeeded (again) in pulling down his sister and making her land where the pile of blankets were,
...On Dilandau...
...who was wide awake now....
*Oh dear God....*
Narye groaned and looked around, annoyed that Chesta had dragged her down. *At least I've landed on something soft and warm* she thought, burying her head in the single sheet that seperated her from what seemed like a overly irregular mattress underneath. She was about to chuckle at her brother's clumsiness when all of a sudden, a pair of garnet eyes put their intense gaze at her.
"eh...?" Dilandau whispered as he looked with shock at the girl lying on top of him. For some strange reason, he didn't feel like pushing her away...
They locked sight and stared at each other, losing their souls in the deep rich irises of their eyes and they bent in closer and closer until their noses touched.
Neither realized that the only thing seperating them was a thin white sheet of silk.
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The dark figure distorted it's face with happiness and looked at the 3, completely unaware that he was there.
"Time to die..." He whispered in a sing-song voice, turning over the dagger in his hand.
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Hey dudes!! How'd you like that chapter??? sorry I completely rushed through it but you can't blame me, today's the last day of Christmas holiday and
dramatic music
TOMORROW IS SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!! screams of terror everywhere
sorry, it's just i really don't wanna go back to school now....urg...homework...teachers....no burning...no!!!!
UMMMM, ANYWAYS, P L E A S E R E A D A N D R E V I E W !!!!
IT'S THE ONLY THING THAT KEEPS THIS STORY FROM STOPPING and me failing school (what the hell does school have to do with this?)
so anyways, YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO! IT WON'T TAKE YOU MORE THAN TWO SECONDS!!!!
disclaimer: I'll be damned to hell if i own the young and restless *shudder shudder* and you guys already know my situation with escaflowne ...
please r/r!~
Chapter 4
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Notes: Narye comes face to face with Chesta and Dilandau, oh no!!! Will she die???
Obviously Chesta doesn't die cus i got 15 reviews (yay!!!) and he's just too cute anyway, so someone else will....
I don't know what that thing that carries the sword is called so i just said it was a sheath.
THANKS TO EVERYBODY WHO REVIEWED!!! even though it was to say that they owned dilandau when they know it's a fact that only i do and he's my eternal love slave... jk , not, nevermind, not...hahaha...i'm weird...
PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!!! COME ON!! I SPENT TO MUCH TIME ON THIS STORY!!! 3 HOURS!!!!
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Pushing open the door and slamming Narye onto the floor, Dilandau stepped into the dust-ridden room and glanced about, dropping Chesta and forgetting about him in his thoughts again. *Hmmm, it's cleaner than I last left it...Wait a minute, how dare she clean AFTER I'm gone! I'll get that bitch!!!*
Chesta tried to get up but fell midway. He tried again under the forceful look of his master and made it this time, almost collapsing again from the pressure. Holding on to dear life, Chesta opened his eyes and saw his beloved sister on the floor. He tried to go over to her and protect her from the wrath of Dilandau, when all of a sudden, he was picked up again! Falling limp from sheer exhaustion, Chesta collapsed into Dilandau's arms. *Not a good idea* He thought with dry humor, falling unconsiouse and knowing his life was in his master's hands now.
Dilandau cringed from the weight of Chesta's body in his already sore limbs and he gulped, for once not knowing what to do. He fell back on his instaincts and pride and screamed while throwing Chesta on the floor and nearly impaling him on the sword that fell from his sheath.
Screaming with anger, he ran towards Narye and picked her up as well. With all the might he had left from fighting with Chesta, Dilandau brought his hand swiftly with power across her cheek, leaving a stream of blood dripping from his gloves.
Gasping and panting, he slowly drew out his own silver sword and let it hang by his side for one moment before regaining control of his body and slowly walking towards the pile of gasping bodies on the floor.
"Chesta," He quietly said, barely above a whisper. A small tear came to his right eye and ran down the scar on his cheek, but it could barely be seen through the blood and mud on his face. He pulled up his arm and wiped his bloody nose, cringing again as the rough fabric tore through his wounds. *Damn this cloth!! I have to kill that tailor as soon as I get back...* he continued walking closer to the couple.
Crying and gasping, Narye stared with tear wrecked eyes at her unconcious brother and pulled him up in her arms. She looked at him and thought tht he wasn't breathing. Burying her head in his chest, she shook him roughly and screamed. "Chesta come back, come back!!!!! Don't die!! NoOOOOOO CHESTA!!!!!" With one last sob she looked up and saw his brother's murderor standing by the door nonchalantly, trying to brush away the mud in his fine hair. *How could he be so calm after he murdered my only family...* She thought in disgust.
*WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS!!??*
Losing complete control of herself, Narye went psychotic and she looked around frantically for a weapon...*I'll kill that bastard, and AVENGE MY BROTHERS DEATH!!!!*
Breathing hard and heavy, she felt for Chesta's sword but saw that it was thrown across the room, too far for her to reach without getting Dilandau's attention. Instead, she saw a shiny glimmer in his boots and she leaned forward and reached for the clean dagger, bringing it out and aiming at the unsuspecting Zaibach warrior in red.
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Folken recovered himself and walked through the gathering crowd around the little house. Frowning slightly, he brought his hand up and combed it through his spiky blue hair, moaning at his splitting headache. He had lost track of the events when Dilandau had pushed him into the mud and he had hit his head on the handle of a nearby horsewagon.
He pushed aside some more of the onlooking peasants, and he finally reached a brown-haired boy cloaked in blue armor, a Dragonslayer. Turning him around and trying not to hurt himself anymore, Folken asked, "Miguel..." he shuddered as a piercing scream came from inside the house. Frowning again, he continued, "What the hell is going on???"
Miguel gazed at the tall man in confusement. *Where the hell was he...?* He continued, wondering at he mud and dirt covered cloak until finally realizing that Folken was getting angry. Suddenly looking into the emotionless brown eyes, Miguel stuttered, wishing himself out of this situation. "We-well Folken...uh...Fol-Folke...sama!" He mentally slapped himself on the back of his head. "Sir...I don't know! Lord Dilandau is beating up Chesta and a black-haired girl in that house!" He pointed through the crowd and Folken looked up in surprise.
"For what???!!" He replies, confused.
Miguel looked just as dazed as he did. "Si-sir, I haven't got a clue!"
Frustrated that Miguel wasn't able to help him, Folken assumed that the rest of the shocked Dragonslayers didn't know a thing either so he pushed his way through them and stood quietly behind Dilandau, a sight that shocked him to no ends.
There stood the once proud Zaiback general, tattered gloved hands covered with blood and dirt, but he wasn't laughing! *What the...* Folken thought as he continued to inspect the scene.
Inside the house, a semi-tall girl was crouching next to a fallen Dragonslayer and she was looking at Dilandau with hate. Her strong but curved frame was covered with a light summer dress, though it was impossible to tell the colour because because of the dry blood that was encased on it. She was holding a dagger in her hands.
He looked at the blood on her face but what surprised him the most was her eyes. Those were the same eyes as Dilandau's! Though maybe a shade of garnet darker, they both held that lust, and most of all, the insanity.
Folken blinked, still trying to adjust his sight to reality. *Why is Dilandau doing this...?* he wondered. Just as he was about to yell at Dilandau to stop and return to the Vione at once, the girl charged at them! He gasped and stepped back but only made the situation worse by accidentally tripping Dilandau!
All seemed bleak when all of a sudden, a raspy and weak voice called the girl back.
"Nar...rye...No!!!"
She stopped and everyone paused, looking in the direction where the voice came from.
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Chesta suddenly found himself covered with pain as he tried to stagger up. His vision was a complete blur until he saw his sister Narye with his knife, charging at Dilandau and Folken!
"Narye...!!" He cried again hoarsely, knowing that Lord Dilandau would kill her if she didn't stop. He suddenly felt faint and clutched his head with his hands. It felt as if thunder was shooting itself in his head and his own brain was being torn apart!
"ARRRGGG!!" Chesta fell down in pain and banged himself on the table, dislocating another shoulder. His whole body felt numb but he could still see, though maybe not that well.
He looked warily at Dilandau.
"Please..." He coughed up more blood. "Let me explain..."
His whole body wracked itself in a fit of harsh coughs as he felt Narye by his side, patting his back worriedly. Chesta turned to her and smiled weakly, his mind still in turmoil. *Oh no...how could I have let this happen to my only sister! The only family I have left...*
A hand went up and shoved Narye away gently, bringing himself up infront of his master.
Wearily, he let his body turn weak and he dropped to his knees, beggin for mercy from the Zaibach general.
"Please...Lord Dilandau-sama...please...Spare Narye's life, she knew nothing of this!"
Dilandau growled and when he thought of nothing else to do, he brought his hand down and hit Chesta square in the face, leaving an even more bloody nose when Chesta got up and knelt again.
"Lord...please...let me explain myself" He pleaded weakly.
Outside, the crowd murmered loudly with anticipation at the story unfolding before them. The fat woman who had laughed at Dilandau before smiled curiously, still shaking her head in disbelief. *This is even better than The Young and Restless!*
The other Dragonslayers gasped as Chesta told the story of his lost family and his only sister. SISTER!!!!! *Holy shit* Gatti thought, looking grimly at Chesta. *He's gonna die for sure!* He coudln't bring himself to do anything about it though. *Hey! I have my own life to think about!*
The crowd was enraptured with Chesta's story and silently urged him to go on. They listened to his strong but shy voice speak up and Dilandau's own raspy insane one, interrupting with profanities and death promises once in a while.
Chesta continued. "Please Dilandau-sama! Narye is the only family I had left and I HAD to join the Dragonslayers sir! I wanted nothihg more than to serve you! But Dilandau-sama, I never meant to betray you, and as soon my sister had grown up and find for herself, I would have told you!! We needed the money...please Lord Dilandau, please forgive me!"
He tried to continue but was too shaken and tired. Sobs blocked his throat and he started hiccupping, much to everybody's surprise and his own.
Dilandau was shocked! *What??* He pondered to himself *I always thought Chesta came from a rich family and he had moved away when his entire family was slaughtered in the last Great War, not becasue of famine!* His eyes widened even more with disgust and anger as another realization dawned on him. *ANOTHER LIE HE TOLD ME!!!*
He screamed and pulled up his arms for balance as he sent a hard kick towards Chesta, Making him fly backwards onto cupboards, and onto fallen chairs.
"YOU BACKSTABBING ASSHOLE!!!!!!!!* Dilandau screamed as he lept onto the fragile form, beating him with his closed fist, harder and harder. He cried insanely and laughed with a deafening tone when Chesta's suddenly went limp under his touch.
Just as he was about to strike him one last time and kill him with his own two hands, a huge spasming pain welled up in Dilandau's leg! It throbbed and fed on the bones of Dilandau's own bones as he screamed "JAJUUUUUKKKAAAA!!!!!!!!!" and slipped into unconciousness.
The other Dragonslayers shuddered as the piercing sound rang through their ears but immediately followed Folken's orders to pick the 3 teenagers up and carry them back to the guymelefs, back to the Vione. Each struggled with the weight but as the eyes of the villagers followed them, their egos boosted and picking up Dilandau wasn't such a hard thing.
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Fluttering her thick eyelashes, Narye groaned as she awoke and found herself in a dark and silent room. Putting her hands to her flushed face, she rubbed her pale skin roughly but didn't feel very refreshed when a stinging pain arose instead.
She noticed the beds next to hers and she squinted, noticing tht one was of Dilandau, *yikes!* and one contained her brother Chesta....CHESTA!!!
"Chesta!!! She screamed happily and ran to his cot, brushing away the fair hair from his eyes. "Oh dear brother...you saved my life!" Narye nuzzled her nose to his hair and and couldn't stop kissing him on his cheek like when she was only 4 years old.
When she heard a sudden sound coming from Chesta, she squealed joyfully and her heart lept *He's awake!!!* She shook him and whispered excitedly in his ear, pulling him up and putting a death hold hug on him.
Groggily, Chesta opened his eyes and smiled sadly, looking over his twin sister. Upon realizing what had happened before, his eyes shook open and he pushed Narye off wildly and looked around frantically for Lord Dilandau. Chesta spotted him on the cot further to the left of Narye's and noticed that he barely had anything on, and he looked down...neither of them did!
Shuddering at 'other' thoughts, he turned his attention on preventing the imminent demise of his sister and maybe even himslef "Come on Narye!" He whispered impatiently, waiting for his sister to follow him, confused. "We must apologize if you want to live!" He grabbed her hand and pulled.
Chesta ran towards to sleeping body but tripped on one of Narye's shoes in the darkness, pulling Narye down with him! He tumbled out of balance for a few seconds but stumbled again as he tripped on the other slipper, hiding in the shadows. Falling forward, Chesta was about to land on his head and to prevent this horrible death (*I'll be damned if I die becasue of stumbling on slippers!* He thought with horror at what his fellow Dragonslayers would say if they saw this), he grabbed on to the nearest thing and pulled to safety!
Hearing a low and painful groan after the cot tumbled over and it's contents spread on the floor, Chesta looked over in horror and saw Dilandau lying uncomfortably on the cold hard floor. He got up but only succeeded (again) in pulling down his sister and making her land where the pile of blankets were,
...On Dilandau...
...who was wide awake now....
*Oh dear God....*
Narye groaned and looked around, annoyed that Chesta had dragged her down. *At least I've landed on something soft and warm* she thought, burying her head in the single sheet that seperated her from what seemed like a overly irregular mattress underneath. She was about to chuckle at her brother's clumsiness when all of a sudden, a pair of garnet eyes put their intense gaze at her.
"eh...?" Dilandau whispered as he looked with shock at the girl lying on top of him. For some strange reason, he didn't feel like pushing her away...
They locked sight and stared at each other, losing their souls in the deep rich irises of their eyes and they bent in closer and closer until their noses touched.
Neither realized that the only thing seperating them was a thin white sheet of silk.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The dark figure distorted it's face with happiness and looked at the 3, completely unaware that he was there.
"Time to die..." He whispered in a sing-song voice, turning over the dagger in his hand.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hey dudes!! How'd you like that chapter??? sorry I completely rushed through it but you can't blame me, today's the last day of Christmas holiday and
dramatic music
TOMORROW IS SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!! screams of terror everywhere
sorry, it's just i really don't wanna go back to school now....urg...homework...teachers....no burning...no!!!!
UMMMM, ANYWAYS, P L E A S E R E A D A N D R E V I E W !!!!
IT'S THE ONLY THING THAT KEEPS THIS STORY FROM STOPPING and me failing school (what the hell does school have to do with this?)
so anyways, YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO! IT WON'T TAKE YOU MORE THAN TWO SECONDS!!!!
disclaimer: I'll be damned to hell if i own the young and restless *shudder shudder* and you guys already know my situation with escaflowne ...
please r/r!~