Kay...I'm not gonna bother
with the commentry...oh shoot, I just did.Oh well, now that I 've started
with the commentry, might as well say what I want too.
I'm thinking of putting of putting
yaoi (sp?) in this story.Plz, in ur reviews tell me if you agree or not,
and what yaoi couples you would like. No yuri plz.
I'll Fight
"Are you ever planning
to let go of her?" Folken asked Dilandau, as they waited in the
Great Hall. Erika was still asleep and in Dilandau's 'protective' arms.
Dilandau looked up,from Erika's face, to Folken's, and scowled.
"Not funny...Don't be
stupid Folken, I'm just holding her so she won't fall."
"She doesn't look to capable
of that, from the way she's lying." Folken pointed enough. Sure enough,
Erika was sitting slightly in Dilandau's lap, her legs bent, and feet on
the seat next to them. Her upper body was clutched in Dilandau's grasp,
as she leaned unconciously against him, her head lying on her shoulder.
She was quite capable of not falling, if Dilandau were to let go of her.
"I..I...uhhh..." Folken wiped
a smile coming onto his face, and looked towards the staircase where he
had come down from.
"Where are the your 'Slayers
Dilandau? They're supposed to be here by now."
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"Miguel!! Wait!!" Chesta shouted.
"What?? Why??" Miguel turned
to look at Chesta. Then he noticed that the rest of the Dragon Slayers
weren't there behind him, as he was in the lead. "Hey, where is everybody?"
Chesta smiled weakly, and pointed to a room near him.
"Taking a piss. Which is why
you should wait for us, because I need to go too." Miguel sighed
heavily, and impatiently as Chesta disappeared into the room, where sounds
of laughter and flushing toilets could be heard.
He tucked a strand of brown hair
behind his ear, and looked around. I wish I could be there with them
in the washroom. He thought to himself. Laughing, and talking, being
one of them. Instead.. He smacked his gloved fist against his palm.
...I
have to be the superior Dragon Slayer father wants me to be...not allowed
to have any fun.. Miguel looked bitterly into a window near him, at
his reflection. I want to have friends!! He thought desperately,
while staring into his reflection. I don't want to be Miguel
Labariel, perfect soldier!! Perfect soldier my ass...what a perfect soldier
here really is is someone who has fun..and friends..not me.. Superior
Miguel..Snotty
Miguel....for
once i just wish I could be Miguel!!!
"Augghhh!!!" He shouted angrily,
jumping up and kicking the wall near him.
"Miguel?" He looked up and met
Ghatti's blue eyes.He must have finished up and got out of the washroom
without Miguel noticing.
"What?" Miguel asked sharply,
too
sharply.
Ghatti winced slightly.
"You ok?"
"Perfect. Just fine."
He failed to notice the sarcasm in Miguel's voice. "Is everybody done in
there?" He asked hurriedly, to cover up for the awkward moment.
"Ummm...yeah. I think. Hold on."
With that, Ghatti left. Miguel sighed, and put his head in his hands. A
soldier wasn't supposed to have any emotions, and now was breaking the
first level of emotion.
2 minutes later, the soldiers
had all finished up their 'buisness' and were trying to go ahead of eachother
to see the new Dragon Slayer.
"What do you think she'll be
like--"
"Do you think she'll be pretty
or--"
"Hands off Guimel, if she's anywhere
near
pretty
she's mine--"
"No way Chess, she's gonna be
all
for
me--"
"I thought you had a girlfriend
back home--"
"Some girlfriend. You go up to
her and talk and she asks 'Ghatti-who?'--"
"Ssssh! We're here, quiet everyone!!"
"Aww lighten the load Miguel
for once!"
However their voices did quieten
as they trampled down the staircase to where Dilandau and Folken were,
with the new Dragon Slayer. At first they couldn't see the new Slayer anywhere.
Then--
"Oh my god!Am I seeing what I
think--"
"Dilandau-sama? Holding--"
"Well she is pretty--"
"Hands off she is mine--"
"What is she doing in D--"
"Quiet!!!" Miguel hissed to them.In
unison, they all quieted, and their eyes darted from Erika, Dilandau, and
Folken, and back again. Folken smiled slightly, and looked at Dilandau,
whose mouth was in a thin line, and was obviously pissed off. Obviously,
he had heard the whispers about him between his Slayers, but wasn't going
to do anything about it, not while Erika was still in his arms.
"I see you've seen our new Dragon
Slayer." Folken begin quietly. All at once, a torrent of words, or questions
broke out from the Draogn Slayers. A nerve twitched in Folken. "Silence!"
He ordered. The Slayers immediately fell silent, looking apprehensive.
"Her name is Erika, and yes,she is a fully a girl, unlike you. I trust
you will make her feel welcome whatsoever. A new bed will be moved next
to Ghatti's, in the dorm." Ghatti's face immediately lit up, and 3 pairs
of eyes stared jealously at him. He stuck out his tongue and whispered
"Nyah!" at them, and immediately got three dirty looks back. "Any questions?"
There was a silent moment, then a hand --Chesta's hand-- rose, tentatively.
"Yes?"
"Uhhhh...umm...why's she in Dilandau's
arms?" He asked meekly. Dilandau looked up sharply,and immediately shot
Chesta a death glare."Uhh..I mean Dilandau-sama's arms." He gulped. Folken,
however looked amused.
"She was alseep, and Dilandau
brought her up here and is..err...holding her for her..err...safety." He
answered, his voice shaking slightly from the effort of not laughing. Chesta
looked slightly amused for a moment, until he got Dilandau's glare again,and
immediately turned his face to blankness.
"Any other questions?"
Dilandau asked, his voice dangerously low.The other soldiers translated
it for him- "Anyone want a good slap?" No one asked. Until,
"Can we talk to her? Wake her
up?" Guimel asked eagerly. Dilandau answered it quickly, and harshly.
"No! Absaloutely not!!
She is asleep--" Folken cut in smoothly.
"Sure, I don't see why not."
He noticed Dilandau's glare at him, and added, "She can sleep in tomorrow,
I guess."
All at once, the Dragon Slayers
moved forward, pushing one another to wake her up. Goodness! Folken
thought. Such a fuss to wake up a girl!
Chesta suceeded to make it to
the front, and lifted a hand to shake her awake. All at once, Dilandau
backed away, still holding Erika.
"I'll wake her up, thank
you very much!" He said sharply, making Chesta back away. Settling down
again, DIlandau lifted an arm, and put it on her shoulder. Very gently
(and also very un Dilandau-like) he shook her awake.
"Mmmmphr...five more minutes.."
She mumbled, turning around in Dilandau's lap, so that her face faced his
chest. Dilandau turned slightly pink,and coughed nervously.
~~~~~~~~~~~~Dilandau's Pov~~~~~~~~~~~~
For the second time (or was it
third?) I couldn't believe what I was doing. Number One, I am holding her,
in the most uncomfortable position, yet most comfortable at the same time.
I am being too protective of her, and not letting anyone lay a finger on
her. And..I couldn't stop looking at her beautiful..augh..face. Folken
had noticed, so I had no doubts that my Dragon Slayers hadn't. And I had
heard them whispering about it, yes, a commander always had to keep his
ears open.
Again back to the girl..uhh..Erika.
I could barely remember her name, but still, I was attracted to her. Was
that crazy or what? But still...a soldier wasn't supposed to have any emotions,
or be attached to anyone. Exspecially a soldier like me. It was a warm
feeling, but so unfamilier it was uncomfortable, like having a itch I couldn't
scratch.
I shifted a little, with Erika
in my lap. When I had tried to wake her up, she had turned over to face
my chest, and snuggled up to it, mumbling "Five more minutes..." I looked
at her sympathetically. Poor girl. She didn't know she was here. She would
have questions when she woke up. I sighed, then realized Folken was calling
my name.
"Dilandau...."
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Dilandau's head jerked up.
"What??" He snapped.
"Would you mind as to let the
rest look at her?" Folken asked smoothly, like frosting on a cake. Hesitantly,
Dilandau leaned back, and lifted her gently, setting her gently on the
chair next to him. To his embarrassment (and pleasure, Folken greatly suspected)
She had wrapped her arm, one around his waist, the other around his other
arm, and was making no intention of letting go. Dilandau looked at her,
a bit helplessly, then looked at Folken for help.
Smiling slightly, Folken walked
up, and used his metal arm to remove hers from Dilandau. The cold steelness
of the metal, so differently compared to the warm skin which held her earlier
jerked Erika awake.
Gasping slightly, Erika sat up,her
eyes still closed. Feeling around for her 'pillow,' (remember, she thought
she was still at home!) she grabbed the most closest thing she could reach
and brought it to her. Unfortunately, it was Chesta. Nearby, Dilandau gritted
his teeth angrily.
She cuddled her 'pillow' and
tried to drag it to her. Unfortunately again, the 'pillow' wouldn't be
dragged.
"Umm..M-milady?? C-could you.."
Chesta stammered, turning red, as he tried to wrench himself from Erika's
grasp. Erika gasped again, only louder this time. She opened her eyes,
and faced reality. What is this? This is..not my room. Where is my room.
Where am I??
Looking around wildly, she saw
Dilandau, and familierity flowed into her head. Him!! This..memories of
what had happened hit her, and she groaned quietly, as she realized what
the hell was going on.
"Erika?" She jerked her head
up, and met Dilandau's eyes.Unusual warmth was in them. Unsure of what
to do,she glared hard at him.
"What?" She asked coldly. The
coldness gave a snap to Dilandau, and a hardness was brought into his garnet
eyes.
"These are my Dragon Slayers.
That is Folken." He said icily, pointing to Folken. She nodded.
"I'm Chesta...your..pillow."
Chesta piped in uncertaintly. Erika stared at him. Her pillow?? Oh yeah!!
"Umm..sorry about that.." She
said, flushing slightly. There was a silence. Then she suddenly realized
what position she was in, and where. Franctically she tried to scamper
away, but a part of her sleeve had caught onto Dilandau's belt earlier.
Her sudden movements were yanked back,and she fell back against Dilandau's
chest, unwillingly. Wimpering slightly, she removed her sleeve from his
belt, and almost slid of his lap. Thunking on to the floor, she sat there,
head bowed down low, trying to forget she had ever been near him.
"Lady Erika?" Erika's head snapped
up at the sound of her name. Looking up, she saw a (in her own opinion)
strange tall man, looming over her possibly more then 6 feet tall. Spiky
blue hair sprouted from his head. Most of his body was wrapped in a black
sorcerer's cloak, and from the cloak, a long sad face protruded. A solemn
mouth, and piercing eyes were on it, and a purple teardrop tattoo was on
his face. She stared at him, wondrously, at his strange appearace. He cleared
his throat.
"Lady Erika, allow me to introduce
myself, and..others. I am Folken Strategos..de Fanel," He said, with a
bit of hesitation, geusturing towards himself."And these are--" No sooner
had the words left his mouth, he was suddenly interrupted.
"I'm Dalet and--"
"I'm Chesta but you--"
"Ghatti, pleased to meet you--"
"Biole--"
"'Sup I'm Guimel?"
"I'm Viole, the one and only."
Erika's head spun form all the
sudden information. She blinked, and looked at the faces in front of her.
Warm and friendly...her eyes scanned the whole crowd, and rested on another
boy. He hadn't spoken a word,yet. Brown bangs hung in his face, and his
hair was slightly shoulder length. His eyes had a relaxed appearance, brown
and violet slightly. He was leaning against the wall casually, his thumbs
hooked in his belt.
"Who-who're you?" She asked him,
her voice wavering slightly. He started, surprised as he realized the question
was directed to him.Clearing his throat slightly, he said,
"M-Miguel." He stammered. Then,
feeling foolish, he tried again. "Miguel Labariel, nice to see you. Hi."
He stuck his hand out to her. Surprised, she stared at it, then up at him.
Warm, brown eyes met her green ones. He smiled. She smiled back, deciding
once and for all, that she liked him. Holding back out her and, she shook
it. Sudden warmth surged through her body, and her head jerked up to meet
Miguel's gaze, surprised. She saw that he was equally surprised but didn't
let go.
Far back, Dilandau's garnet eyes
flashed dangerously. He cleared his throat.
Miguel looked up at the sound,
and took his hand back. In a scurry of movements, all the soldiers lined
up in a row, back straight and neat.Erika, slightly startled, stared where
she was on the ground, and watched.
Briskly, Dilandau stood up, and
walked towards the lined up soldiers,sneering slightly,eyes icy.
"That's enough." He said
coldly."To the control room now. Everybody.Now."
"Yes sir!" They saluted, and
quickly left the room. Dilandau turned to Erika. She was shocked to see
the ice that she had seen in them earlier had melted, at least some of
it.
"You may come too," He paused,
his voice low."That way you can get a good idea of how things go around
here."Throat stuck, she nodded, unable to speak, and followed Dilandau
out of the room.
Behind them, silent and forgotten,
Folken's face loomed out. He smiled, a rare half smile, the most of emotion
he had ever showed. Already he could see that things around the Vione
were going to be very different..
To be continued....
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Kasaki_kyo_tanoshii: *dusting
hands* Well, that's the fourth chapter...
Dilandau: *grumbling* You make
me seem like such a sissy wimp..
Erika: *giggles* You ARE a sissy
wimp!!
Dilandau: *eyes flashing* *holds
out sword* Watch that mouth girl!!
Erika: *Backs away* You can't
kill me!! I'm your lover girl!!
Dilandau: *stare* You're me...what?
Erika: Lover girl!! You're my
lover boy!! *grin*
Dilandau: Umm...I..don't..think
I've...ever been..a lover boy..
Erika: Cool!! I'll teach you!!
Hear, the first step you have to do is KISS me and you kiss like this--
Kasaki_kyo_tanoshii: *clears
throat* Ahem!!
Erika and Dilandau: *Look up
and glare* What????!!!!
Kasaki_kyo_tanoshii: *Seperates
both* Sorry...but you can do that in the next chapter..
Oh well, r+r!!!
