Fire and Water
Chapter Sixteen
By: MysticMoon
Disclaimer: *drunk* *slurred voice* Yea I own Escaflowne!! What are you gonna do about it?
Huh huh huh?? *hiccup*
A/N- Aaaahhhh....a scene everyone has waited for!! I really got nothing to say but I wanna thank
the readers for the reviews! To CT: Yes, Hitomi will become an important factor in the story. Not big,
but it's a part. I think I might concentrate on a small Van and Hitomi romance but I'm still not sure
how this will turn out. Thank you for reading to this far. I hope this story will become more interesting
to you readers in the future!!
In celebration of Dilandau's quick recovery, Mariko held a little party that night. While the
slayers sat around the campfire, Mariko began to tell the Dragonslayers about a story called
"Midnight Wings." "I'm going to tell you this story that I grew up listening to. Its called Midnight
Wings." Mariko winked at Razan. "My mother always say that I should learn something from this
story. Maybe you guys can learn something too." The Dragonslayers quiet down when Mariko began.
"Now this story took place before the formation of the Mystic Valley. There was a little boy
growing up in a Draconian village. His name was Dayu Hara. This boy was just like every other
Draconian boy until he was five years old. At the age of five, young children of the Draconian race
were to unfold their wings. The village took the unflolding of the wings as a celebration. So on Dayu's
5th birthday party, the elders arrived to examine Dayu's wings and to predict his future.
The day was going fine until the moment for the wings to unfold arrived. Dayu was
surrounded by friends and family. He was extremely proud to have all his friends at his revealing.
Finally, after a few moments, Dayu's shirt started to rip and slowly, a pair of wings began to form on
his back. The crowd was about to marvel at his new wings until they saw the color of his wings. They
were of midnight blue, as dark as the night.
In the Draconian race, midnight blue was not a color option for a young Draconian boy.
The elders were amazed and frightened about the darkness of his blue. Dayu stared out at the
crowd, his young boyish face eager for their praise and compliments. But all he got was silence.
Several moments later, the head elder, a old man of 102, called out to the community. "My people,
the party will end now. Everyone go home now. The elders will sort this out."
One by one everyone left Dayu. The elders lead Dayu and his mother into their house.
Dayu's mother told Dayu to go to his room. Dayu was confused at why he was sent to his room. He
thought he was being punished. He peeked out into the other room, where the elders and his
mom were having a discussion.
"Your son will be a disgrace to the community. Who ever heard of a Draconian with dark
blue wings? This must the work of the devil!!! Such an ill-looking child! Never seen such a thing in my
life." a elderly woman said to Dayu's mother.
Dayu's mother responded back. She said, "I don't wish to be disrespectful but I would like
you to not speak ill of my child. He is my son, regardless of what color his wings are. He will grow up
normally just like any other boys in the willage." You could see the anger building up in her. Dayu's
mom was proud of the fact that she made it through pregancy after her husband ran off with
another bitch. She was proud that she was able to support herself and her son. She did not need
a old hag to boss her around and to insult her son."
"Go Dayu's mother!!! You go girl!" Dalet cheered to Mariko. Dalet then got an evil glare
from Dilandau-sama and the other slayers for interrupting this story. "Shhhhhh!!" Chesta said with a
giggle to Dalet. The other slayers nod to Mariko to continue.
Well, Dayu went through his life suffering because of his wing colors. He was always teased
in a nasty way about his wings. Dayu oftened came home crying because of the other boys. This
went on for many years until he was the age of 25. One day, someone lost wondered into the
Draconian Village. This man saw the wings of the Draconians. He wanted to share this discovery with
others, so he left. The village was alarmed. They fear for their future. Everyday they prayed for help
from the gods.
Dayu watched amist the chaos. While he watched the elders pray, a plan formulated in
his mind. He was going to save the Draconians. One day, he held a town meeting. At first, everyone
was reluctant to listen to him until he told them of his plan to save the Draconian race. He said,
"Please listen. I may have a way to save all of you. There is a place towards the West. It is surrounded
by rough mountains and dangerous seas. No one has been able to get there. But if we move our
village there, we might be able to save ourselves."
The elders learned of his plan and quickly agreed to it. The very next moment, everyone
packed up and moved to the valley which Dayu had spoke of. Being Draconians, it was easy for
them to reach the area. Dayu had found the Mystic Valley, which is what he named. Dayu had
saved his people, the same people that teased him and made his life miserable. But Dayu did it
none the less. From that day on, he was no longer teased about his wings."
"Well?? The story is done. What do you think of it?" Mariko asked the slayers who was just
staring at her.
"It was nice." Dilandau said simply.
"Didn't anyone get the moral of the story?" Mariko asked in annoyance.
"Yea, that you're supposed to face all your problems with courage and not hate." the
super-smart Miguel said to her.
"Why do that? I would've just killed them all. Muahahahaha!!" Dilandau said with a crazed
laugh. His only response was 15 sweatdrops from the slayers and an evil glare from Mariko.
"I think we should get some sleep before the journey tomorrow." Mariko told the others as
they all climb into their cots and fell asleep. *What's wrong with Dilandau? I thought he was nicer
then that. Maybe I got him all wrong.* Mariko thought to herself as she got into the bed. Before she
could completely lay down, a sliver-haired figure entered. She let out a small gasp as she realized
who he was, it was Dilandau. She drew her knees up to her chin, wrapped her arms around her legs
and pulled the blanket around her shoulders. She waited for him to speak, to explain why he was
there. Dilandau just sat across from her and stared into her eyes intensely for about a minute. He
looked confused. Mariko was a little freaked out. Who wouldn't be? What if the great Dragonslayer
warlord stared into your eyes?
"Umm? What are you doing here?" Mariko tried to make the situation less tense. Dilandau
only made it worse by not replying. He continued to look at her, as if searching for a impossible
answer.
Dilandau did not know why he was staring at her. He even forgot why he was there in the
first place. *Hold on. Wasn't I suppose to be here to thank her?* But all he could see was her soft,
pale, pink lips. *Wait, I don't know if her lips are soft or not. But I'll like to find out!!! Wait, what am I
thinking. Just say thanks and go*
"Aaaahhhhh, ummm....about earlier. I wanna thank you for what you did." He stammered.
He wanted to kiss her so much. To taste those lips. His quiet longing, couldn't wait....
"Your welcom..." Before she could finish her sentence, she felt the briefest sensation of his
lips on her. She gasped and looked up but he was gone.
Dilandau laid in bed that night. He could not sleep. He couldn't believe what he just did
before. He had kissed the princess. *What made me do that? Well...maybe it's because your in love
with her, idiot!! Noo...that couldn't be true. I'm Dilandau, I enjoy killing, taking innocent lives. I'm too
cold-hearted to love anyone* But he continue to think about Mariko and about how she had cut
herself to save him. *Why did she do that for me? Could it be possible? Could she like me? NO! It's
not possibe. Who would love a monster like me?* He thought sadly. But before he fell asleep, his
mouth widened to a grin. "Her lips are soft." He said outloud before he fell asleep, as a devilish smile
graced his lips.
A/N- You made it to the end of the chapter!! I'm so proud. Now all you got to do is review ^_^
Damn I sound so cheesy! Hehehe...O mah gosh! They kissed? YEA YEA!! I had fun writing this part.
Them kissing wasn't even suppose to be here in this chapter but I couldn't wait. I know you guys
couldn't wait for it either!! Come on! Admit it! Anyways, I got this poem out called "Midnight Wings"
that is directly related to the story in this chapter. I would really love it if you would review for that
poem too! Thank you!
Chapter Sixteen
By: MysticMoon
Disclaimer: *drunk* *slurred voice* Yea I own Escaflowne!! What are you gonna do about it?
Huh huh huh?? *hiccup*
A/N- Aaaahhhh....a scene everyone has waited for!! I really got nothing to say but I wanna thank
the readers for the reviews! To CT: Yes, Hitomi will become an important factor in the story. Not big,
but it's a part. I think I might concentrate on a small Van and Hitomi romance but I'm still not sure
how this will turn out. Thank you for reading to this far. I hope this story will become more interesting
to you readers in the future!!
In celebration of Dilandau's quick recovery, Mariko held a little party that night. While the
slayers sat around the campfire, Mariko began to tell the Dragonslayers about a story called
"Midnight Wings." "I'm going to tell you this story that I grew up listening to. Its called Midnight
Wings." Mariko winked at Razan. "My mother always say that I should learn something from this
story. Maybe you guys can learn something too." The Dragonslayers quiet down when Mariko began.
"Now this story took place before the formation of the Mystic Valley. There was a little boy
growing up in a Draconian village. His name was Dayu Hara. This boy was just like every other
Draconian boy until he was five years old. At the age of five, young children of the Draconian race
were to unfold their wings. The village took the unflolding of the wings as a celebration. So on Dayu's
5th birthday party, the elders arrived to examine Dayu's wings and to predict his future.
The day was going fine until the moment for the wings to unfold arrived. Dayu was
surrounded by friends and family. He was extremely proud to have all his friends at his revealing.
Finally, after a few moments, Dayu's shirt started to rip and slowly, a pair of wings began to form on
his back. The crowd was about to marvel at his new wings until they saw the color of his wings. They
were of midnight blue, as dark as the night.
In the Draconian race, midnight blue was not a color option for a young Draconian boy.
The elders were amazed and frightened about the darkness of his blue. Dayu stared out at the
crowd, his young boyish face eager for their praise and compliments. But all he got was silence.
Several moments later, the head elder, a old man of 102, called out to the community. "My people,
the party will end now. Everyone go home now. The elders will sort this out."
One by one everyone left Dayu. The elders lead Dayu and his mother into their house.
Dayu's mother told Dayu to go to his room. Dayu was confused at why he was sent to his room. He
thought he was being punished. He peeked out into the other room, where the elders and his
mom were having a discussion.
"Your son will be a disgrace to the community. Who ever heard of a Draconian with dark
blue wings? This must the work of the devil!!! Such an ill-looking child! Never seen such a thing in my
life." a elderly woman said to Dayu's mother.
Dayu's mother responded back. She said, "I don't wish to be disrespectful but I would like
you to not speak ill of my child. He is my son, regardless of what color his wings are. He will grow up
normally just like any other boys in the willage." You could see the anger building up in her. Dayu's
mom was proud of the fact that she made it through pregancy after her husband ran off with
another bitch. She was proud that she was able to support herself and her son. She did not need
a old hag to boss her around and to insult her son."
"Go Dayu's mother!!! You go girl!" Dalet cheered to Mariko. Dalet then got an evil glare
from Dilandau-sama and the other slayers for interrupting this story. "Shhhhhh!!" Chesta said with a
giggle to Dalet. The other slayers nod to Mariko to continue.
Well, Dayu went through his life suffering because of his wing colors. He was always teased
in a nasty way about his wings. Dayu oftened came home crying because of the other boys. This
went on for many years until he was the age of 25. One day, someone lost wondered into the
Draconian Village. This man saw the wings of the Draconians. He wanted to share this discovery with
others, so he left. The village was alarmed. They fear for their future. Everyday they prayed for help
from the gods.
Dayu watched amist the chaos. While he watched the elders pray, a plan formulated in
his mind. He was going to save the Draconians. One day, he held a town meeting. At first, everyone
was reluctant to listen to him until he told them of his plan to save the Draconian race. He said,
"Please listen. I may have a way to save all of you. There is a place towards the West. It is surrounded
by rough mountains and dangerous seas. No one has been able to get there. But if we move our
village there, we might be able to save ourselves."
The elders learned of his plan and quickly agreed to it. The very next moment, everyone
packed up and moved to the valley which Dayu had spoke of. Being Draconians, it was easy for
them to reach the area. Dayu had found the Mystic Valley, which is what he named. Dayu had
saved his people, the same people that teased him and made his life miserable. But Dayu did it
none the less. From that day on, he was no longer teased about his wings."
"Well?? The story is done. What do you think of it?" Mariko asked the slayers who was just
staring at her.
"It was nice." Dilandau said simply.
"Didn't anyone get the moral of the story?" Mariko asked in annoyance.
"Yea, that you're supposed to face all your problems with courage and not hate." the
super-smart Miguel said to her.
"Why do that? I would've just killed them all. Muahahahaha!!" Dilandau said with a crazed
laugh. His only response was 15 sweatdrops from the slayers and an evil glare from Mariko.
"I think we should get some sleep before the journey tomorrow." Mariko told the others as
they all climb into their cots and fell asleep. *What's wrong with Dilandau? I thought he was nicer
then that. Maybe I got him all wrong.* Mariko thought to herself as she got into the bed. Before she
could completely lay down, a sliver-haired figure entered. She let out a small gasp as she realized
who he was, it was Dilandau. She drew her knees up to her chin, wrapped her arms around her legs
and pulled the blanket around her shoulders. She waited for him to speak, to explain why he was
there. Dilandau just sat across from her and stared into her eyes intensely for about a minute. He
looked confused. Mariko was a little freaked out. Who wouldn't be? What if the great Dragonslayer
warlord stared into your eyes?
"Umm? What are you doing here?" Mariko tried to make the situation less tense. Dilandau
only made it worse by not replying. He continued to look at her, as if searching for a impossible
answer.
Dilandau did not know why he was staring at her. He even forgot why he was there in the
first place. *Hold on. Wasn't I suppose to be here to thank her?* But all he could see was her soft,
pale, pink lips. *Wait, I don't know if her lips are soft or not. But I'll like to find out!!! Wait, what am I
thinking. Just say thanks and go*
"Aaaahhhhh, ummm....about earlier. I wanna thank you for what you did." He stammered.
He wanted to kiss her so much. To taste those lips. His quiet longing, couldn't wait....
"Your welcom..." Before she could finish her sentence, she felt the briefest sensation of his
lips on her. She gasped and looked up but he was gone.
Dilandau laid in bed that night. He could not sleep. He couldn't believe what he just did
before. He had kissed the princess. *What made me do that? Well...maybe it's because your in love
with her, idiot!! Noo...that couldn't be true. I'm Dilandau, I enjoy killing, taking innocent lives. I'm too
cold-hearted to love anyone* But he continue to think about Mariko and about how she had cut
herself to save him. *Why did she do that for me? Could it be possible? Could she like me? NO! It's
not possibe. Who would love a monster like me?* He thought sadly. But before he fell asleep, his
mouth widened to a grin. "Her lips are soft." He said outloud before he fell asleep, as a devilish smile
graced his lips.
A/N- You made it to the end of the chapter!! I'm so proud. Now all you got to do is review ^_^
Damn I sound so cheesy! Hehehe...O mah gosh! They kissed? YEA YEA!! I had fun writing this part.
Them kissing wasn't even suppose to be here in this chapter but I couldn't wait. I know you guys
couldn't wait for it either!! Come on! Admit it! Anyways, I got this poem out called "Midnight Wings"
that is directly related to the story in this chapter. I would really love it if you would review for that
poem too! Thank you!