Chapter 9 is finally up! Thanks to everyone, err, the few people who reviewed. You people kick ass!!! *hugs* I finally got up the courage to type this up (it was like 10 pages of writing). I own nothing from here, well, except myself and the plot line. I don't *sniff* own Dilly or the dragonslayers. I'd like to, but I don't.
After Supper Dilandau ordered everyone to be in the training room in half an hour and for Jenn to go get her new uniform. On they're way back to the room, Miguel pointed out where she would get her clothes.
"Just turn left here, go down the corridor a bit and it's the first door on your left. Ask for Miss May" he said with a smile.
Jenn followed his directions and soon came to a door. She took a deep breath. 'Ok' she thought, 'here goes nothing'. She walked through the door.
Inside she found a small, plump, homely woman, humming while she mended a shirt. Jenn cleared her throat.
"Umm..hello?" she called out. The woman turned around, and when catching sight of Jenn, broke out into a large smile.
"Well you must be miss Jennie," she said, her accent sounding through. "Lord Dilandau said you'd be commin in soon. Good thing I just finished the adjustments."
"A-Adjustments?" Jenn asked uncertainly.
Miss May winked at Jenn. "Why yes child. Dilandau came in here earlier askin for a new uniform to be made. Said to make it special. For a girl says he." She nudged Jenn in the ribs. "Ya must be something special ta him if he asked that." Jenn began to blush, but inside she was screaming 'yes yes yes yes yes yes'. Miss May put her clothes in Jenns arms and pushed her into the changing room.
"Try them on deary."
As Jenn was trying them on, Gatti, Miguel and Viole walked in the room.
"Hey Miss May." Gatti greeted, hugging the woman.
"We came to see how Jenn was doing." Viole said.
Miss May put a hand on her hip and wagged the other at them. "Now boys, ya know that Lord Dilandau would have all o yer heads if he found out yous were here!"
"We know." Miguel said, rolling his eyes. "He practically stamped 'mine' on Jenn's head."
"But I don't think she minds!" whispered Viole.
"Did you guys see the way he was staring at her all during supper? And how he tried to hide it?" Gatti said.
"Yeah I --"
"I'm done!!" yelled Jenn as she stepped out of the bathroom. The slayers mouth's drooped open in shock. May had done her job well, the uniform clung in all the right places. Jenn was wearing the normal leather pants, but they had been pulled in at the hips to accent her curves, flaring out a bit at the ankles. Instead of the brown leather boots she had on a knee high, black leather boots. Her blue jacket was undone to reveal a purple camisole instead of a woman beater. Breaking out of their trances, the guys began to cat call at her.
"Hush now boys, ya don't want Lord Dilandau hearing ya, now do ya?" May said with a wink. Jenn blushed.
"I knew it " Viole whispered to Miguel and Gatti.
"Do does it fit alright?" May asked Jenn. Jenn smiled.
"It fits perfectly!"
"I'll say" Miguel said.
Jenn ignored him. "But I don't really like the jacket..too heavy" she continued with a pout.
"Well there's nothing I can do about it now miss Jennie. I'll see if I can fix it later though." Jenn beamed down at the motherly woman.
"Thank you!" she said. May gave her a hug.
"No problem deary, and call me Miss May, everyone does." The guys nodded their heads in agreement.
"Come on Jenn, we have to get to the training room now." Gatti said as he lead her out of the room.
"So what kind of training is it?" Jenn asked.
"Sword" Miguel said indifferently. Jenns eyes got big with fright and she stopped in her tracks.
"S-s-sword? No way! I don't do large pointy objects!"
The dragonslayers, who had by now stopped, stared at her.
"Can you use a sword?" Viole asked (AN: wow, he's getting some time in the fic, huh?)
"Why would I need to? We don't use them on the Mystic Moon."
Miguel laughed. "Well your gonna have to learn how to use one. You can pair up with Chests or Dalet today."
"Speaking of Dalet, I wonder where he is? He was at dinner, but off in a corner I think. Hmm..you think he would have at least tried to make a pass at Jenn already.." Gatti said.
"Yeah, that's weird." Viole said as he shrugged his shoulders. They had by now stopped. "Well, here we are. Good Luck." He called to Jenn over his shoulder as they walked into the room.
Inside, Chesta and Dilandau were already warming up. Dilandau looked up from what he was doing, saw Jenn and raised his eyebrows, his mouth gaping. Jenn blushed while the dragonslayers (all except Chesta) whistled at them. 'Wow, she's really hot!' thought Dilandau. Then he regained his composer.
"Gatti, Viole, you two will spare. Miguel, you'll spare with me and Jenn you'll spare with Chesta." He said.
Chesta pulled Jenn over to a corner. "Hey" he said.
Jenn smiled. "Hi" Then she frowned. "I've never actually used a sword before, you know."
Chesta smiled. "Don't worry, I'll teach you the basics." He passed her a light metal training sword. He faced off. "Now, hold the sword like this." He said, showing her how he held his sword. "Ok, now I'm going to attack you." At Jenn's look of fear he added "slowly, and you try to block it, ok?"
Jenn nodded slowly. "O-ok, I'll try."
Chesta slowly brought his sword to the left, aiming for her side. In one fast, jerky movement, she caught Chesta's sword with her own. Chesta's eyes lit up.
"Good" he said, smiling. "Now try this." He aimed for her other side. She brought her sword down quicker this time, catching his sword earlier.
"Getting better." Chesta said as he attacked her again.
An hour later, Jenn had improved, she had even begun to hit back.
"Come on, make it harder!" she whined to Chesta.
"Whatever you say." Chesta said. This time when he attacked her he moved with more easy, attacking her right side quickly. Jenn tried to block his movements, but moved her hand too far, causing chesta to strike the back of her wrist. Jenn gave a yelp of pain as blood began to flow out of the wound. She dropped her sword with a 'clang'. Jenn dropped to her knees, clutching her wrist as Chesta dropped his sword also. Hearing her yelp, Dilandau and the rest of the dragonslayers dropped their swords and came over. Dilandau gave Chesta a murderous glare and kneeled down behind Jenn.
Pain laced through Jenn as she tried not to cry. 'I will NOT cry in front of them.' She said to herself. Against her will she felt a few tears slip down her cheeks. Seeing this, Dilandau brought his gloved hand up to brush them away, and Jenn instinctively leaned back into his arms. Dilandau looked down at her, rapping her in his arms. Looking back up at Chesta, he glared at the small, trembling boy.
Chesta was fighting back tears. 'I can't believe I just did that! Oh my gaea, I hope she's ok.' He thought.
Dilandau brought his hand up to strike the boy, but Jenn's eyes flew open and she looked up into dilandau's eyes.
"No!" Jenn said. "It's not h-his fault! It was mine. I asked him to try harder and I didn't block the swing fast enough." Dilandau looked down and her, and his face softened. Then he looked back up to his slayers.
"Leave!" he ordered them. The dragonslayers scrambled to their feet and left the room.
Dilandau turned his attention back to Jenn, who was clutching her wrist and shutting her eyes from the pain. Dilandau shifted her in his arms and opened up his armor to reveal a soft purple undershirt. He then tore a piece from that and took Jenn's hand off of her wrist. Jenn's eyes flew open in confusion as Dilandau smiled down at her, wrapping the strip of cloth around her wrist. When he was finished, Jenn looked up in Dilandau's face.
"W-why?" she asked him.
Dilandau looked down and shrugged his shoulders. He cocked his head to one side. "I don't know..there's just, something about you."
Jenn managed a small smile. "Something about me huh? Is that suppose to be good or bad?"
In response, Dilandau leaned his head down to capture her lips with his own. Her wrist forgotten, Jenn wrapped her arms around dilandau's neck, deepening the kiss. Dilandau wrapped his arms around Jenn's waist, demolishing the space between their bodies. Dilandau tentatively ran his tongue along Jenn's lips, and when she opened her mouth, he gradually explored it. Just as Dilandau had placed his hand under her shirt, they heard a cough behind them. They broke away to see Folken standing in the doorway, shaking his head.
"You never stop surprising me" he said to Jenn as he went down the hallway.
Jenn and Dilandau got up from the floor, blushing madly and looked anywhere but each other. The room was silent.
"You should go get that wrist looked after." Dilandau said suddenly, eyeing her arm. Jenn looked down at the piece of cloth adorning her wrist.
"Yeah, perhaps I should....hey! What are you doing?" she squealed as Dilandau swept her into his arms.
"I'm taking you to the infirmary." He said as he carried her out of the room.
"Put me down!!!" she screamed into an empty hallway.
After Supper Dilandau ordered everyone to be in the training room in half an hour and for Jenn to go get her new uniform. On they're way back to the room, Miguel pointed out where she would get her clothes.
"Just turn left here, go down the corridor a bit and it's the first door on your left. Ask for Miss May" he said with a smile.
Jenn followed his directions and soon came to a door. She took a deep breath. 'Ok' she thought, 'here goes nothing'. She walked through the door.
Inside she found a small, plump, homely woman, humming while she mended a shirt. Jenn cleared her throat.
"Umm..hello?" she called out. The woman turned around, and when catching sight of Jenn, broke out into a large smile.
"Well you must be miss Jennie," she said, her accent sounding through. "Lord Dilandau said you'd be commin in soon. Good thing I just finished the adjustments."
"A-Adjustments?" Jenn asked uncertainly.
Miss May winked at Jenn. "Why yes child. Dilandau came in here earlier askin for a new uniform to be made. Said to make it special. For a girl says he." She nudged Jenn in the ribs. "Ya must be something special ta him if he asked that." Jenn began to blush, but inside she was screaming 'yes yes yes yes yes yes'. Miss May put her clothes in Jenns arms and pushed her into the changing room.
"Try them on deary."
As Jenn was trying them on, Gatti, Miguel and Viole walked in the room.
"Hey Miss May." Gatti greeted, hugging the woman.
"We came to see how Jenn was doing." Viole said.
Miss May put a hand on her hip and wagged the other at them. "Now boys, ya know that Lord Dilandau would have all o yer heads if he found out yous were here!"
"We know." Miguel said, rolling his eyes. "He practically stamped 'mine' on Jenn's head."
"But I don't think she minds!" whispered Viole.
"Did you guys see the way he was staring at her all during supper? And how he tried to hide it?" Gatti said.
"Yeah I --"
"I'm done!!" yelled Jenn as she stepped out of the bathroom. The slayers mouth's drooped open in shock. May had done her job well, the uniform clung in all the right places. Jenn was wearing the normal leather pants, but they had been pulled in at the hips to accent her curves, flaring out a bit at the ankles. Instead of the brown leather boots she had on a knee high, black leather boots. Her blue jacket was undone to reveal a purple camisole instead of a woman beater. Breaking out of their trances, the guys began to cat call at her.
"Hush now boys, ya don't want Lord Dilandau hearing ya, now do ya?" May said with a wink. Jenn blushed.
"I knew it " Viole whispered to Miguel and Gatti.
"Do does it fit alright?" May asked Jenn. Jenn smiled.
"It fits perfectly!"
"I'll say" Miguel said.
Jenn ignored him. "But I don't really like the jacket..too heavy" she continued with a pout.
"Well there's nothing I can do about it now miss Jennie. I'll see if I can fix it later though." Jenn beamed down at the motherly woman.
"Thank you!" she said. May gave her a hug.
"No problem deary, and call me Miss May, everyone does." The guys nodded their heads in agreement.
"Come on Jenn, we have to get to the training room now." Gatti said as he lead her out of the room.
"So what kind of training is it?" Jenn asked.
"Sword" Miguel said indifferently. Jenns eyes got big with fright and she stopped in her tracks.
"S-s-sword? No way! I don't do large pointy objects!"
The dragonslayers, who had by now stopped, stared at her.
"Can you use a sword?" Viole asked (AN: wow, he's getting some time in the fic, huh?)
"Why would I need to? We don't use them on the Mystic Moon."
Miguel laughed. "Well your gonna have to learn how to use one. You can pair up with Chests or Dalet today."
"Speaking of Dalet, I wonder where he is? He was at dinner, but off in a corner I think. Hmm..you think he would have at least tried to make a pass at Jenn already.." Gatti said.
"Yeah, that's weird." Viole said as he shrugged his shoulders. They had by now stopped. "Well, here we are. Good Luck." He called to Jenn over his shoulder as they walked into the room.
Inside, Chesta and Dilandau were already warming up. Dilandau looked up from what he was doing, saw Jenn and raised his eyebrows, his mouth gaping. Jenn blushed while the dragonslayers (all except Chesta) whistled at them. 'Wow, she's really hot!' thought Dilandau. Then he regained his composer.
"Gatti, Viole, you two will spare. Miguel, you'll spare with me and Jenn you'll spare with Chesta." He said.
Chesta pulled Jenn over to a corner. "Hey" he said.
Jenn smiled. "Hi" Then she frowned. "I've never actually used a sword before, you know."
Chesta smiled. "Don't worry, I'll teach you the basics." He passed her a light metal training sword. He faced off. "Now, hold the sword like this." He said, showing her how he held his sword. "Ok, now I'm going to attack you." At Jenn's look of fear he added "slowly, and you try to block it, ok?"
Jenn nodded slowly. "O-ok, I'll try."
Chesta slowly brought his sword to the left, aiming for her side. In one fast, jerky movement, she caught Chesta's sword with her own. Chesta's eyes lit up.
"Good" he said, smiling. "Now try this." He aimed for her other side. She brought her sword down quicker this time, catching his sword earlier.
"Getting better." Chesta said as he attacked her again.
An hour later, Jenn had improved, she had even begun to hit back.
"Come on, make it harder!" she whined to Chesta.
"Whatever you say." Chesta said. This time when he attacked her he moved with more easy, attacking her right side quickly. Jenn tried to block his movements, but moved her hand too far, causing chesta to strike the back of her wrist. Jenn gave a yelp of pain as blood began to flow out of the wound. She dropped her sword with a 'clang'. Jenn dropped to her knees, clutching her wrist as Chesta dropped his sword also. Hearing her yelp, Dilandau and the rest of the dragonslayers dropped their swords and came over. Dilandau gave Chesta a murderous glare and kneeled down behind Jenn.
Pain laced through Jenn as she tried not to cry. 'I will NOT cry in front of them.' She said to herself. Against her will she felt a few tears slip down her cheeks. Seeing this, Dilandau brought his gloved hand up to brush them away, and Jenn instinctively leaned back into his arms. Dilandau looked down at her, rapping her in his arms. Looking back up at Chesta, he glared at the small, trembling boy.
Chesta was fighting back tears. 'I can't believe I just did that! Oh my gaea, I hope she's ok.' He thought.
Dilandau brought his hand up to strike the boy, but Jenn's eyes flew open and she looked up into dilandau's eyes.
"No!" Jenn said. "It's not h-his fault! It was mine. I asked him to try harder and I didn't block the swing fast enough." Dilandau looked down and her, and his face softened. Then he looked back up to his slayers.
"Leave!" he ordered them. The dragonslayers scrambled to their feet and left the room.
Dilandau turned his attention back to Jenn, who was clutching her wrist and shutting her eyes from the pain. Dilandau shifted her in his arms and opened up his armor to reveal a soft purple undershirt. He then tore a piece from that and took Jenn's hand off of her wrist. Jenn's eyes flew open in confusion as Dilandau smiled down at her, wrapping the strip of cloth around her wrist. When he was finished, Jenn looked up in Dilandau's face.
"W-why?" she asked him.
Dilandau looked down and shrugged his shoulders. He cocked his head to one side. "I don't know..there's just, something about you."
Jenn managed a small smile. "Something about me huh? Is that suppose to be good or bad?"
In response, Dilandau leaned his head down to capture her lips with his own. Her wrist forgotten, Jenn wrapped her arms around dilandau's neck, deepening the kiss. Dilandau wrapped his arms around Jenn's waist, demolishing the space between their bodies. Dilandau tentatively ran his tongue along Jenn's lips, and when she opened her mouth, he gradually explored it. Just as Dilandau had placed his hand under her shirt, they heard a cough behind them. They broke away to see Folken standing in the doorway, shaking his head.
"You never stop surprising me" he said to Jenn as he went down the hallway.
Jenn and Dilandau got up from the floor, blushing madly and looked anywhere but each other. The room was silent.
"You should go get that wrist looked after." Dilandau said suddenly, eyeing her arm. Jenn looked down at the piece of cloth adorning her wrist.
"Yeah, perhaps I should....hey! What are you doing?" she squealed as Dilandau swept her into his arms.
"I'm taking you to the infirmary." He said as he carried her out of the room.
"Put me down!!!" she screamed into an empty hallway.