a/n: sowee.. it took like too long. coz you know! as you all might think, this is going no where! *sighs* well it's definitly going somewhere!
fight for love
Van sighed again. "But it's her fault... but she did apoligize..." He lay down and buried his face into his pillow, the ebony hair spilling over the sheets. "Hitomi... please forgive me..."
Hitomi ran into the forest anger rippling through her being. "That jerk! He's going to-" her words stopped short when she tripped over a tree root and sprawled onto the ground.
"Dammit!" Hitomi cursed rubbing her sore limbs. "This is all Van's fault. That stubborn baka!" Tears sprang to her eyes and fell on the tough soil.
Hitomi furiously wiped at them. "Why the heck am I crying? For Van? Never!" Her mouth was saying it, but her mind began wandering off. Her eyelids began drooping. The day was long, she was tired.
She closed her eyes and succumbed to her slumber, letting her senses drift off to the world of dreams.
Hitomi was standing in the midst of a field, wearing a long white dress, her hair tossed in the breeze.
The soft afternoon sun was shining upon her sandy blond hair, and giving her a tingly good feeling. She looked up and saw someone in the distance.
He had ebony black hair that shone in the sunlight, and was wearing a red shirt that moved in rhythm to the wind.
"Van!"
"Hitomi!"
The two ran just to stand in front of each other, inches apart.
He was holding a brilliant bouquet of flowers in his hands.
"Here. It's for you Hitomi!" Van shyly blushed handing the flowers to a surprised Hitomi.
"Thank you Van!" Hitomi cried. She reached around his neck and pulled him closer to her.
He kissed her gently, and she tipped her head, letting her blond tresses fall back into the wind.
"Van..."she murmured. She let her head lean trustingly onto his strong, broad shoulders, her eyes full of love and lust.
"Hitomi... let me take you to heaven." Van whispered gently in her ear.
Hitomi giggled and nodded at his words. His breath tickled her cheek.
Feathers drifted as the wings were spread. He held her tightly in his arms, their fingers entwined. He soared up into the sky.
"aishiteru..." Hitomi muttered, her face buried in Van's neck. Van was about to return his feelings in words, when Hitomi's next words stung him.
"aishiteru... Allen.."
Van sat up in bed. beads of sweat clung to his forehead.
"Allen? She loves Allen?" Van snarled angrilly, he grabbed his sword and sheathed it angrilly, accidentally grazing his fingers. "Shhhhhit.." Van yelled sucking on his bleeding finger. "Allen, you'll pay, you'll pay."
He was stopped by a certain handsome Knight of Caeli.
"Van. stop right there." Allen stopped Van in his path with his sheathed sword.
Van gritted his teeth, trying to control the anger raging in his heart.
"What do you want Shezar?"
Allen looked even more concerned. "What's going on? Van you never used to be like this. What's wrong?" His azure eyes narrowed.
Van couldn't stand it anymore. "You know damn straight what's going on."
Allen put a calming hand on Van's shoulder. "Calm down. you can tell me what's going on. Is it.." Allen asked, looking tentively at him. "Hitomi?"
Van didn't answer. He lowered his eyes so Allen couldn't see the hatred and comtempt in his eyes.
His hand that rested on the hilt of his sword began twitching, as if wanting to draw the sword and stab Allen.
He shook off those thoughts. "What am I thinking? Allen is my friend." A vision of Hitomi and Allen embracing flashed through his mind once again. Van winced.
The hand needed to twitch no more. Van made a decision.
"Allen. It's nothing. I just need someone to practice sword sparring with."
Allen's eyes lightened. He trusted Van. "Alright. Draw your sword and let's fight." He grinned at Van and drew out his sword. Van drew out his sword slowly, running his fingers gently down the hilt. In his mind he thought "Come on sword, you've been by my side all this time. Just do this last deed for me."
Van raised his face and tossed his head, letting his hair out of his eyes. violet tinted eyes met azure sky blue ones, as the two of them bowed slightly, then began to attack.
"That's it Van. Good sword skills. hey-HEY!"
Allen yelled as Van's sword barely missed Allen's throat.
"Van! remember. When sparring, you never go for the kill!" Allen joked, blocking Van's sword again.
"In this spar session, I do." Van whispered with maddening hatred.
Allen looked at Van while blocking his sword. "What was that?"
Van shook his head. "Nothing. Nothing at all."
Little did Allen know, was Van's deadly intentions. He wasn't simply practicing with Allen. He planned something much deeper than that.
Van focused all his strength into the sword... "Get ready... may sword meet flesh." He whispered, sweat dripping into his eyes. With that, he plunged the sword forward and....
end of chpt 6
a/n: BWAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! ohhh larlarlarlar! a deadly cliffhanger ne? any how. this took long nuff. coz I have no idea what's going to happen next. ne how... please R/R! i love you all!
