Fire and Water
By: MysticMoon
Disclaimer: *mumbles* You know what I'm gonna say so I'm not gonna say it.
A/N- O my God. I actually have Van/Hitomi in this fic. For all you die hard fans out there, this fic
will support a slight romance between Van and Hitomi. And no, Van will not be beaten to a
bloody pulp just becuz Dilly and the slayers will be at the castle. Altho that does seem like a
great idea. Hehehe....
Fire and Water
Chapter Fifteen
By: MysticMoon
Dilandau groaned in his sleep. He was cold despite the fact that he was sweating
and red in the face. Dilandau whimpered in pain as something lightly touch him. He began
to babble in a barely recognizable voice. "Mother? Where are you? Come back to us mother.
Nooooo! Don't leave us." Mariko placed the cold towel back on Dilandau's forehead. She looked
at him in pity.
Van Fanel paced back and forth in his chambers. He looked out the window at the clear
blue sky. He continued to pace until he finally sat down in his chair and let out a loud sigh. *Where
were they? They should be here weeks ago!* What he thought was not true. Mariko and the others
weren't due till a few weeks later. *I wish she came already. But I don't trust Dilandau.....I don't want
him here. Why did Uncle send him here? Doesn't he remember that Fanelia was burned down by
that....that monster!! It was only four years ago but it's still fresh in my mind.*
"What are you saying?? Van Fanel?? You knew that it wasn't Dilandau's fault but
Dornkirk's. Stop living in the past and look to the future. Fanelia has been rebuilt and all is well. But
still........." Van said to himself outloud.
"Still what , Van-sama??" Van looks up and see Merle in the doorway. Over the past few
years, the Dragon War has made Merle into a more mature young woman. She was no longer the
cat-girl that bounced around everywhere and jumps on Van like she used to.
"Nothing, Merle. Its nothing. Just thinking"
"You still love her, don't you?? You're not really thinking about Dilandau. You're thinking
about Hitomi. I miss her too. Its been a long time since I've seen her. I have to admit that she gave
me some comfort during the war" Merle admit to him.
"Me too Merle, me too" Van said sadly as he stared out the open window.
Folken Fanel wandered aimlessly through the halls. It was a shock to him that he could still
come back to this home after all he had done since he was in the Zaibach Empire. He now lived in
the Fanelian castle with his younger brother, the King. Things were almost back to how it was before,
almost. Folken and Van's relationship is still really tense. *Van had been so busy these past few years
trying so hard to rebuild Fanelia. Trying to rebuild the country I destoryed. Van is so lonely. I can tell
by looking at him. He has Merle but I think he needs more then just a friend here with him. He needs
that girl he was with before in the Dragon War, what's her name? O right....Hitomi. Van needs
someone like Hitomi. If I could, I would undo all my mistakes but I know I can't take them back now.
I wish I could make my little brother happy again.* Folken walked away, gloomy once again.
From the same window Folken was looking out from, a single star twinkled. The star had
seen Folken's sadness, could hear his pain. Deep in space, the star made its last and final decision.
The star wanted to grant Folken's wish but in order to do so, the star must sacrifice its life. So
whenever a star disappears in the sky, don't think its because it died of old age but because it gave
up its own life to grant someone a wish. And somewhere in Astoria, a light beam appears.
Mariko sat with her hands propped against her chin. and she sighed in boredom. Dilandau
has cooled down for a while now. While deep in her thought, she hummed her tune from her
childhood. The name of the song is "Midnight Wings" It was an old and ancient Draconian song
about a hero that saved the Draconians. She thought hard on the last secret ingredient. *What
could it be??*
Razan turned his head toward the source of the haunting yet sweet melody that seemed
to be coming from Mariko. He listened to it carefully because it sound so familar. "Mignight Wings" he
thought instantly. *But how could she know such a song? Only Draconians know about it?* Suddenly
excitement overtook his brain. *Could it be? What if she is one of the dragon race?* He tooked
careful and cautious steps towards her. "Hey Mariko.....did you come up with the ingredient yet?"
"O.....hi. No, I haven't. I wish I could remember" she told him in response.
"Ummmm....I was wondering what tune are you humming?"
Mariko looked alarmed for a moment. But it disappeared as quickly as it came. "O....that?
It's just some old childhood song" she only told him half the truth.
"Might it be called "Mignight Wings"?" Razan inquiry.
"How did you know that??" Mariko's eyes shot up in wonder. "You're not one of......?"
"Are you one of them??" Razan wanted to know. "Because I am. My father was one"
"Fuck....really?? O my gosh......you're a Draconian??" she asked in a half whisper.
"Yea.....are you one?"
"I am. I can't believe you're a Draconian. This is so cool. What color are your wings? Mine
are white with light blue tips" Mariko asked him. She was very excited to have met another
Draconian like herself. Before he could say something, he was interrupted by a shout coming from
Dilandau's tent. "Mommy? Daddy? Brother? Where are you?" Dilandau whimpered in pain. Mariko
and Razan ran into the tent quickly. Dilandau's condition had enhanced fast over the last hour.
"O..fuck! What do we do now?" Mariko moaned.
"Ummm......I may have a solution." Razan answered. "I have the power to read people's
past. Maybe I can find out about the last ingredient?"
"Sure, hurry!" Razan then took Mariko by the hand and focused on her with his eyes shut.
"Now, concentrate on the past" Suddenly everything went black for Razan and Mariko. They both
collapsed on the ground.
**Inside Mariko's mind**
*Wow, it's sure bright in here* Razanl continued to pace around Mariko's mind. There were
nothing in here but happy and innocent thoughts. Razan guessed she had a happy childhood. He
tried not to pry into her privacy. *Now?? Where is the memory?* Suddenly the scene shifted, from a
birthday party to a garden in Mizu. He watched as an eight year old Mariko study her lessons with
none other then his old master!! *Master? What are you doing here?!?* He quiet down to study them.
"Well, you also need to have the paste. You need several ingredients so listen up. See,
here is one of the ingredients you would need. It's Honeysuckle flower. The others that you would
need is Mentha leaves, Chrysanthemum flower, Lotus roots, Daffodil Petals, Angelica, and Field Mint.
When you have found all this, mix it all in a bowl. Crush them into a paste using water. Then apply
the paste to the wound while chanting the spell." The old Master said to Mariko.
"Is that all, Grandpa?" Mariko inquired.
"Wait....I forgot the most important ingredient in the paste. After the paste is form, you
must put in some fresh female blood"
Eight year old Mariko drew her face up in digust. "Ewwww......why do you need blood??"
"Its not all that disgusting, Mariko. It's just that females have things in their blood that
males don't have. These stuff will help heal people."
"I got it, Grandpa! Blood, yuck!"
Razan had to laugh at Mariko's disgust. She was so adorable like that. But it was shocking
for him to find out that his old master was Mariko's grandfather. Razan then ended his mind reading
right here. He now knew what the ingedient is, so he left Mariko's mind.
**Back to present day**
Razan and Mariko awoke from their *doze* Razan looked at Lord Dilandau. Once again,
Dilandau was babbling in his sleep. "Boy. No. Two boys. A Lake. Happy." Dilandau was dreaming and
he could see two boys playing in a lake. Dilandau wrinkled his forehead in confusion. *Why am I here?
What does this have to do with me? Who are the two boys there? Is this my past?* Dilandau drifted
back to reality. He could faintly hear what was going on.
"So did you find out what the missing ingredient is?" Mariko asked Razan eagerly.
"Yea...its female blood"
"Ewww....are you sure?" She asked. Razan sweatdropped.
"Yeah.....I'm sure"
"Ok. Then I must do this." Mariko then took the paste from where it was sitting on the
table. She pulled the dragger from Dilandau's uniform. She held her hand over the opening of the
jar. Slowly, she sliced the dragger across the palm of her left hand. Razan watched with a worry
look. Mariko choked back some tears. The wound stinged like crazy. She wanted to draw back her
hand but she knew she must save the General. Slowly, the blood began to seep out onto the bowl.
She squeezed her hand to get every drop of her blood. After she had gotten the amount that
looked right, she quickly mixed the blood and paste together. Without worrying about her cut, she
start applying the paste to Dilandau's wound. While she worked on Dilandau's wound, she mumbled
the ancient spell of healing. Razan tried bandaging her hand at the same time. After they were
done with Dilandau, they went back outside to rest. The other slayers were waiting for their news.
"The General will be better real soon. The paste had been applied. He'll get better" Mariko
told the anxious Dragonslayers.
"Mariko? How did you get that nasty cut on your hand?" Dalet asked.
"O....that? The last ingredient was female blood. Thats why I have the cut"
The Dragonslayers realized what the princess had done for their Master Dilandau. They all
got down on their knees and bowed down to her. "Thank you for saving our lord's life" They said in
unison.
"What are you guys doing down there? Get the hell back up!!" Dilandau emerged from
the tent. Dilandau wore a cocky expression that he usually has on. Dilandau-sama was back!!
A/N- Dilly's back!! Aaaaahhh!! Don't forget about Folken. He will play an important role in this story.
But what? Muahahaha.....Razan is a Draconian? Whoa, where that come from? As you have
probably noticed, I've changed the name of the story to "Fire and Water" It suits the story better.
I don't know where I got the other title. If you have a suggestion for the title or the story itself, please
write it down in the review box or email it to me. Thanx!!
Extra Note about the Story- I just want you to keep in mind that Dilandau is fire and Mariko is water.
Dilandau is like fire, fiery and unpredictable. He can be calm or enraged. Mariko is water because
she is gentle and soothing most of the time like water. But at times like in a storm, water can be
destructive as well.
By: MysticMoon
Disclaimer: *mumbles* You know what I'm gonna say so I'm not gonna say it.
A/N- O my God. I actually have Van/Hitomi in this fic. For all you die hard fans out there, this fic
will support a slight romance between Van and Hitomi. And no, Van will not be beaten to a
bloody pulp just becuz Dilly and the slayers will be at the castle. Altho that does seem like a
great idea. Hehehe....
Fire and Water
Chapter Fifteen
By: MysticMoon
Dilandau groaned in his sleep. He was cold despite the fact that he was sweating
and red in the face. Dilandau whimpered in pain as something lightly touch him. He began
to babble in a barely recognizable voice. "Mother? Where are you? Come back to us mother.
Nooooo! Don't leave us." Mariko placed the cold towel back on Dilandau's forehead. She looked
at him in pity.
Van Fanel paced back and forth in his chambers. He looked out the window at the clear
blue sky. He continued to pace until he finally sat down in his chair and let out a loud sigh. *Where
were they? They should be here weeks ago!* What he thought was not true. Mariko and the others
weren't due till a few weeks later. *I wish she came already. But I don't trust Dilandau.....I don't want
him here. Why did Uncle send him here? Doesn't he remember that Fanelia was burned down by
that....that monster!! It was only four years ago but it's still fresh in my mind.*
"What are you saying?? Van Fanel?? You knew that it wasn't Dilandau's fault but
Dornkirk's. Stop living in the past and look to the future. Fanelia has been rebuilt and all is well. But
still........." Van said to himself outloud.
"Still what , Van-sama??" Van looks up and see Merle in the doorway. Over the past few
years, the Dragon War has made Merle into a more mature young woman. She was no longer the
cat-girl that bounced around everywhere and jumps on Van like she used to.
"Nothing, Merle. Its nothing. Just thinking"
"You still love her, don't you?? You're not really thinking about Dilandau. You're thinking
about Hitomi. I miss her too. Its been a long time since I've seen her. I have to admit that she gave
me some comfort during the war" Merle admit to him.
"Me too Merle, me too" Van said sadly as he stared out the open window.
Folken Fanel wandered aimlessly through the halls. It was a shock to him that he could still
come back to this home after all he had done since he was in the Zaibach Empire. He now lived in
the Fanelian castle with his younger brother, the King. Things were almost back to how it was before,
almost. Folken and Van's relationship is still really tense. *Van had been so busy these past few years
trying so hard to rebuild Fanelia. Trying to rebuild the country I destoryed. Van is so lonely. I can tell
by looking at him. He has Merle but I think he needs more then just a friend here with him. He needs
that girl he was with before in the Dragon War, what's her name? O right....Hitomi. Van needs
someone like Hitomi. If I could, I would undo all my mistakes but I know I can't take them back now.
I wish I could make my little brother happy again.* Folken walked away, gloomy once again.
From the same window Folken was looking out from, a single star twinkled. The star had
seen Folken's sadness, could hear his pain. Deep in space, the star made its last and final decision.
The star wanted to grant Folken's wish but in order to do so, the star must sacrifice its life. So
whenever a star disappears in the sky, don't think its because it died of old age but because it gave
up its own life to grant someone a wish. And somewhere in Astoria, a light beam appears.
Mariko sat with her hands propped against her chin. and she sighed in boredom. Dilandau
has cooled down for a while now. While deep in her thought, she hummed her tune from her
childhood. The name of the song is "Midnight Wings" It was an old and ancient Draconian song
about a hero that saved the Draconians. She thought hard on the last secret ingredient. *What
could it be??*
Razan turned his head toward the source of the haunting yet sweet melody that seemed
to be coming from Mariko. He listened to it carefully because it sound so familar. "Mignight Wings" he
thought instantly. *But how could she know such a song? Only Draconians know about it?* Suddenly
excitement overtook his brain. *Could it be? What if she is one of the dragon race?* He tooked
careful and cautious steps towards her. "Hey Mariko.....did you come up with the ingredient yet?"
"O.....hi. No, I haven't. I wish I could remember" she told him in response.
"Ummmm....I was wondering what tune are you humming?"
Mariko looked alarmed for a moment. But it disappeared as quickly as it came. "O....that?
It's just some old childhood song" she only told him half the truth.
"Might it be called "Mignight Wings"?" Razan inquiry.
"How did you know that??" Mariko's eyes shot up in wonder. "You're not one of......?"
"Are you one of them??" Razan wanted to know. "Because I am. My father was one"
"Fuck....really?? O my gosh......you're a Draconian??" she asked in a half whisper.
"Yea.....are you one?"
"I am. I can't believe you're a Draconian. This is so cool. What color are your wings? Mine
are white with light blue tips" Mariko asked him. She was very excited to have met another
Draconian like herself. Before he could say something, he was interrupted by a shout coming from
Dilandau's tent. "Mommy? Daddy? Brother? Where are you?" Dilandau whimpered in pain. Mariko
and Razan ran into the tent quickly. Dilandau's condition had enhanced fast over the last hour.
"O..fuck! What do we do now?" Mariko moaned.
"Ummm......I may have a solution." Razan answered. "I have the power to read people's
past. Maybe I can find out about the last ingredient?"
"Sure, hurry!" Razan then took Mariko by the hand and focused on her with his eyes shut.
"Now, concentrate on the past" Suddenly everything went black for Razan and Mariko. They both
collapsed on the ground.
**Inside Mariko's mind**
*Wow, it's sure bright in here* Razanl continued to pace around Mariko's mind. There were
nothing in here but happy and innocent thoughts. Razan guessed she had a happy childhood. He
tried not to pry into her privacy. *Now?? Where is the memory?* Suddenly the scene shifted, from a
birthday party to a garden in Mizu. He watched as an eight year old Mariko study her lessons with
none other then his old master!! *Master? What are you doing here?!?* He quiet down to study them.
"Well, you also need to have the paste. You need several ingredients so listen up. See,
here is one of the ingredients you would need. It's Honeysuckle flower. The others that you would
need is Mentha leaves, Chrysanthemum flower, Lotus roots, Daffodil Petals, Angelica, and Field Mint.
When you have found all this, mix it all in a bowl. Crush them into a paste using water. Then apply
the paste to the wound while chanting the spell." The old Master said to Mariko.
"Is that all, Grandpa?" Mariko inquired.
"Wait....I forgot the most important ingredient in the paste. After the paste is form, you
must put in some fresh female blood"
Eight year old Mariko drew her face up in digust. "Ewwww......why do you need blood??"
"Its not all that disgusting, Mariko. It's just that females have things in their blood that
males don't have. These stuff will help heal people."
"I got it, Grandpa! Blood, yuck!"
Razan had to laugh at Mariko's disgust. She was so adorable like that. But it was shocking
for him to find out that his old master was Mariko's grandfather. Razan then ended his mind reading
right here. He now knew what the ingedient is, so he left Mariko's mind.
**Back to present day**
Razan and Mariko awoke from their *doze* Razan looked at Lord Dilandau. Once again,
Dilandau was babbling in his sleep. "Boy. No. Two boys. A Lake. Happy." Dilandau was dreaming and
he could see two boys playing in a lake. Dilandau wrinkled his forehead in confusion. *Why am I here?
What does this have to do with me? Who are the two boys there? Is this my past?* Dilandau drifted
back to reality. He could faintly hear what was going on.
"So did you find out what the missing ingredient is?" Mariko asked Razan eagerly.
"Yea...its female blood"
"Ewww....are you sure?" She asked. Razan sweatdropped.
"Yeah.....I'm sure"
"Ok. Then I must do this." Mariko then took the paste from where it was sitting on the
table. She pulled the dragger from Dilandau's uniform. She held her hand over the opening of the
jar. Slowly, she sliced the dragger across the palm of her left hand. Razan watched with a worry
look. Mariko choked back some tears. The wound stinged like crazy. She wanted to draw back her
hand but she knew she must save the General. Slowly, the blood began to seep out onto the bowl.
She squeezed her hand to get every drop of her blood. After she had gotten the amount that
looked right, she quickly mixed the blood and paste together. Without worrying about her cut, she
start applying the paste to Dilandau's wound. While she worked on Dilandau's wound, she mumbled
the ancient spell of healing. Razan tried bandaging her hand at the same time. After they were
done with Dilandau, they went back outside to rest. The other slayers were waiting for their news.
"The General will be better real soon. The paste had been applied. He'll get better" Mariko
told the anxious Dragonslayers.
"Mariko? How did you get that nasty cut on your hand?" Dalet asked.
"O....that? The last ingredient was female blood. Thats why I have the cut"
The Dragonslayers realized what the princess had done for their Master Dilandau. They all
got down on their knees and bowed down to her. "Thank you for saving our lord's life" They said in
unison.
"What are you guys doing down there? Get the hell back up!!" Dilandau emerged from
the tent. Dilandau wore a cocky expression that he usually has on. Dilandau-sama was back!!
A/N- Dilly's back!! Aaaaahhh!! Don't forget about Folken. He will play an important role in this story.
But what? Muahahaha.....Razan is a Draconian? Whoa, where that come from? As you have
probably noticed, I've changed the name of the story to "Fire and Water" It suits the story better.
I don't know where I got the other title. If you have a suggestion for the title or the story itself, please
write it down in the review box or email it to me. Thanx!!
Extra Note about the Story- I just want you to keep in mind that Dilandau is fire and Mariko is water.
Dilandau is like fire, fiery and unpredictable. He can be calm or enraged. Mariko is water because
she is gentle and soothing most of the time like water. But at times like in a storm, water can be
destructive as well.