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Broken for you

By Bef Kage Aka-chi

Chapter Seven

Authors Note: Okay I don't know how well this will turn out because I'm think I've had a bout of writes block, or just sorta lost a tad of interest in the story… maybe it will go on hold if I don't feel like finishing it up… there are only a few more chapters and I'm going to start revising some of the earlier ones… but hey you never know *shrugs* I have another fan fic in the thinking stage and its gona be cool so my excitement has drifted to that one ^.^ haha this is why my stuff doesn't really get finished tee hee well read an review and maybe I will be super encouraged! OH

Dilandau woke to the smell of plastic as he sat up in the training room.

"Get up!" his voice echoed off the bare rooms walls.

"Yes Sir!" The Dragonslayers stood up and began to file in to the dorm to put their uniforms on. Dilandau began to sit up too. His joints not trying to stop him, because he had spent his time in the dorm and had just gotten back.

Dilandau walked out of the room as well, not even stopping to look at his rumpled appearance. He mad a weak attempt as putting his hair back in its proper style. Still, passing though the door with no care about how he looked was a bit fun. They would say anything but –

"Oi!" Refina bounded around the room already dressed "You are all soo slooowww!"

"Less perky, please."

"I thought you were a morning person…?" she shifted her head to one side then her face broke into a smile. "oh well!"

"Stop yelling!"

"Hypocrite." She grabbed Dilandau's arm and dragged him out to the hall. "Come on!" to the Ryuu's surprise Dilandau followed without protest…



"What do you want?" the plain serving girl with mouse brown hair asked in a clipped tone.

"Peaches and…." She stopped to think but before she had finished the girl slapped canned peaches and a carton of milk on her tray before sending her down the line. "Thanks… I think."

"NEXT!" Refina moved down the line forcing her hands not to cover her ears. What was that about? She looked behind her to see the same girl making eyes at Dilandau. Refina turned red in the face and slammed her tray down on the counter top with a loud 'CRACH!' before sending the servant a death glare. "What? Go on. Get your cereal block." WHAT!? Who did this ugly bimbo think she was?!

Refina drew Glind-luhin out of the black sheath and swung it at the girls neck to growl at her. "Some respect. Now."

"Yes, Refina-sama!" The impudent girl made a motion resembling a stinted bow. Refina took her blade back into its covering and moved on in the line with Dilandau chuckling at her from behind.

"Told you to be nice." A purple hair girl told the plain one as she restocked the canned peaches.

Refina took her tray down to the line to receive her cereal blocks and resume breakfast with no other interruptions.



"And so thus completes out touch on Shakespeare's time and style of writing." The lanky teacher pushed his glasses up further on his nose as the Ryuu, Refina, and Dilandau gave woops of excitement.

"YES! No more dead guy Literature! On to comic books!"

"No, you will not be studying comic books! We do not have any comic books!" the teacher was appalled by the notion.

"Then why do we only have boring literature from the mystic moon?"

"Shakespeare was not boring! He was a genius of his time and his plays and poems are of a quality that is unascertainable by any comic book! Not I a million years!!" The teacher was turning red in the face as he saw Dilandau laughing at him, too bad the teacher couldn't do anything. "Next we will start on the Odyssey and the Iliad by the philosopher Homer."

"Is he dead?"

"Yes."

"Dang!" everyone was laughing until the teacher assigned them both, including citations of all forms of poetic devices and explanations of all the Homeric similes in both. "That's not fair! We'll never finish that!"

"Too bad!" The teacher walked out leaving the group with dampened spirits and a lot of work.

"Gods, what did we do?"

"Act like idiots."

"Disrespect dead authors…"

"SHUT UP!" Dilandau commanded silence from his seat in the back of the room as he hurled a textbook at the offender's head and hit him square between the eyes. He was not happy about having to read epic poetry for the rest of the lesson.

"Calm down, I'm sure he doesn't expect it by the end." Refina smiled at Dilandau and he slouched back in his desk ignoring her. "Don't be mad at me." Refina pushed her lower lip out and pouted. "I couldn't live with my self – if – HAH! – you were mad –" Refina's attempt at being serious subsided into laughing. "Forget it. I cant pull the joke off." She turned around and opened her book to the middle of the poem and started reading lines out loud at random.

"Do you expect to understand any of it?"

"It makes it interesting… sort of…" Refina turned back to stick her tough out at him.

This time in class no battle alarms began sounding, Refina was partially grateful since last times experience was not a happy one… except for being able to fall on Dilandau in a daze…



"What is wrong with the Machine?!"

"I have no notion! Try asking a superior!"

The sorcerers were running around like chickens with their heads cut off. The machines were mall functioning and no one knew why the fates were changing so drastically…



The clicking of Dilandau's boots echoed faintly as he walked down the hall, his mind not made up to any certain point but understanding one vague concept: he wanted Refina. Not just out of lust… but in the sense that he needed her. To think, He, Dilandau, needed an impulsive girl with no idea of what love meant… but still said she loved him. His feet took him to her without him knowing it and before he realized he was opening the door.

"What!?" Refina sat up in the darkness with a jolt.

He gave no reply, but stepped lightly over to her. If fate intended to force feelings on him witch he couldn't control, he at least had a mind to appease them in his own manner. If he did this, he would at least do it as his decision, his chouse.

"Who's there?" Refina called out to the dark again - no reply. She threw off her covers and got up groping for the sword she knew was hanging beside her discarded uniform.

"Maybe you should leave the lights on." The monster whispered in the angel's ear- grabbing her ponytail and turning her around roughly, only to embrace her.

"Dilandau?" Refina didn't know what to do, when his lips covered hers. Clumsy and slightly off the mark Dilandau didn't have a reaction to his lack of aim, unless it was to turn Refina's bottom lip purple from the abuse it was taking. She wanted to protest, tell him to release her when she was lifted up and pressed closer against his chest. Instead she ended up leaning back and arching her spine, loudly gasping for air as well as suppressing her moan as Dilandau lowered his head to kiss and bite at her lower neck She had wanted this so long she couldn't return the harsh kisses he took from her. Despite her efforts to muffle her voice a squeal escaped and echoed though the dorm. Dilandau moved his hand into her hair and began to shake her head violently, his hand pulling a few strands of golden string from her.

"Quiet." She felt more than heard the growl it as it rippled through the air just before her face. When Dilandau kissed her lips again she bit him. Ignoring the angry muffled noises he made, they only brought Refina more pleasure from making him pull back when she tasted the metallic liquid that was dawn from his bleeding lip.

"Don't wimpier if you get hurt." She couldn't see his shadowed sadistic face when he grabbed her wrist and forced her down, but she knew it must have been marked with the expression. She pushed her tough though his lips but he nipped at it before she could take it back, but she would only cause him pain elsewhere. Though it seemed more like a fight than kisses neither would bear being the last to have retaliated, and so their lips never once meet in a soft kiss. It was a fitting scene for two who had known only war and never love…

"Stop – Dil- Dilandau…" Refina's breath broke in gasps ash she pushed Dilandau off her.

"Why?" he rolled over gave her a sleazy smile "We were having so much fun…" He moved a hand around her shoulder to cup her face, drawing her closer for a deep kiss.

"Hum." Reluctantly Refina pulled out of his embrace.

"What?" Dilandau tried to hug her back to him "Why stop?"

"We have to get up tomorrow." Refina turned her back on him.

Dilandau raised an eyebrow at how fast she could shrug him off. "I… I – uh"

Refina giggled at his attempt. "Go to sleep." She turned back over and played with the silver strands that had fallen from their proper place. "Just go to sleep."



Why had it happened? What had happened? Was it fates way of paying the sorcerers back for past atrocities? Never before had two people with such twisted and warped experiences somehow found each other and… Folken had been there last night when the machines were displaying that there was no order in the universe. Nothing was as if should have been, and some things, some things looked like they were coming from another world entirely. Then it had shown up… hazy and blurred, as if it were underwater. The image of two entangled bodies, with two entangled fates each. The most extraordinary part was that the forms' image was twisting and changing shape… showing two entirely different sets of lovers, though neither could be made out. One sets fate showed that they should be together – the others were never supposed to have met. Immensely confusing fate lines were occurring and changing and shifting but it wasn't till the end of the phenomena that Folken realized to whom the fates visited with such indecisiveness. They had expected this when the project was begun, they had taken measures to prevent such a happening, Dilandau Albauto and Refina Oriole should never have been able to feel love. It was only further proof of the deterioration that the inset command had been overcome. Even from the beginning a friendship between the two seemed unattainable, respect, a bond of some sorts, but an equal friendship was not in view. And no… Folken laughed to himself at the irony of it, two who should not have loved anyone had loved each other…



Dilandau sat in class without a teacher, trying to force himself to study was not something he was not accustom too. Damn that incompetent teacher for leaving the class, wimp. "ARGH!" He flung the heavy textbook across the room, his anger overflowing and his patients running low. "I refuse to just sit here and read till that piss poor teacher decides to do his job!" Getting up and shoving the desk over in the process Dilandau stalked out into the hall, the Dragonslayers got up and following behind him but Refina stayed sitting trying to finish her reading. "Waiting behind?" Dilandau yelled not bothering to look back into the room.

"Skrew this!" Refina bolted up much in the same manner as Dilandau and strode past the Ryuu to curse the teacher with him. "

"Sorry assed – "

"Sniveling cowardly – "

"What are you doing?" Folken's dead pan voice accused the 'mob'

"The no brains –

"Or balls haha! –

Dilandau smirked at the comment and continued in a falsely velvet voice. "Teacher left, we were only going to – "

"What he is saying" Refina knew he was going to tell Folken and that Folken would send them back to study. "is, since the teachers gone we were going to train!" Dilandau looked over at Refina quizzically but ignored his doubts.

"Though I have no reason to believe those are your true intentions, go, to the training room, nowhere else." Folken watched them file into the training room before leaving, hoping that they would stay thinking he would send a lower officer to wait outside and watch them.

"Great, now what do we do?" She spun around the room asking no one.

"You're the one who said that we were going to train!" Dilandau exploded at walking from one trap to another.

"Get over it, we would have had to train anyway… just not, right now. Get mad at Folken!"

Dilandau grabbed the practice sword and "Oh my gods… SHIT!" Dilandau began to pace around the room sending glances at Refina then turning away like he was burned at the sight of her.

"What? What's wrong?"

Dilandau looked at her then saw the slayers standing around looking at him. "START TRAINING!!" He threw the wooden sword behind him sending spider web cracks into the glass when it didn't shatter completely. "Later." He turned back to pick up the practice sword to begin a fast paced sword dance exercise. Refina shrugged it off as a nothing and started into her own rhythm of practicing till lunch came.



"What would you like?" Another girl was serving Refina this time. This one had purple hair and clear blue eyes.

"Orange juice and strawberries."

"Strange combination." The girl gave a small giggle as she placed the can and carton on Refina's tray and went to the next in line. Refina took her tray out to sit at the long table next to Dilandau.

"What did you want to say to me?" Refina took a ravenous bit from her turkey sandwich and looked at Dilandau for an answer.

"Nothing, I just remembered the answer to my own question anyway."

"What was it?"

"Nothing." Dilandau was trying to shove the uncomfortable thought out of his mind, now that he remembered it wasn't a problem he didn't wish to discuss it.

"Then why were you so upset?" Refina wanted an answer from him.

"I'll tell you later."

"You'd better." Refina decided to push interrogation off till later.

"We get a battle later in the after noon." Dilandau's voice was snapping with anticipation.

"Where?" Refines voice had the same undercurrent sound as she was getting psyched up for what was to come.

"Some small town outside of Fried. They don't belong in the country but… they will become a problem later on so Dornkirk wants us to take care of it before the main attack on Fried is brought into motion." Dilandau ate part of his sandwich and continued. "They don't think the town had any defenses beyond cavalry… so it shouldn't be much of a fight." He smiled at the though of the slaughter.

The cruel smile too settled on Refina's lips as she got up and threw away her last three strawberries. "All the more fun for us."



Dilandau lay down as the lights turned off automatically but didn't go to sleep instead his mind raced from memory to memory and though to though. He remembered waking up that morning, well before the sky turned the hazy gray of servants' dawn. Another form fitting perfectly against his own, warmth coming from the soft skin. He had sat up with a bolt, the tangled sheets knotted around his ankle stopping him from getting up. He had pulled his foot free and was scampering to get dressed when he looked behind him to see Refina laughing as he tried to fit a leg though his shirt. He turned back and corrected his mistake and as he walked out past her bed he grabbed the covers and dragged till she fell to the floor. What happened next he couldn't well explain… his body took over and though his mind was yelling at him to go back before others woke up, he stayed with her, trying to be gentle at first to make up for… never mind that, Dilandau rolled his eyes in the dark. But in the end he had giving up and lost the battle for trying to be nice. Why hadn't he thought of the problem before he had acted? Well, it didn't matter now, what's done is done and since he remembered something important he had overlooked before his outburst it didn't matter anyway. His thoughts then drifted over to the battle in the morning, the rush, and fire, and pure power of being able to destroy an entire village with no resistance. Making the people run from terror was what he looked forward to the next day.