Dragon Burn
by
Amanda Wardropper
To you, my love, I shall wait.
Chapter 2 - Gaea. 1 Year after Hitomi
"Lord Van! Lord Van!" Van snapped out of his daydream and saw Merle clamber up the roof. She sat down beside him and said quietly, "Oh Lord Van, you sit here every evening when the Mystic moon hangs low in the sky."
"I know Merle, I know, it's just ..."
"You still feel for her, don't you." He lowered his head in submission to the fact that he still loved Hitomi and missed her with all his heart. "Don't worry Lord Van, if she truly loves you, she'll come back." Van stared at his friend. She had grown so much over the past year and come to terms with Van's emotions, but still, if she loves me. He broke out of his thoughts when she said, "The Lord Holders are looking for you Oh King of New Fanailia," she said sarcastically, "they wish to hold a meeting." She flounced back down the roof leaving Van to rise steadily.
He groaned to himself, Lord Holder meetings were always boring and Van couldn't wait to get back to the solitude of his chamber.
He slid down the roof, caught himself on the guttering, winced as his sword's sheath pounded against his leg and dropped down into the corridor through the window. He ran up the corridor and burst through the conference room doors to begin his meeting with the Lord Holders.
It was a full hour and a half before Van emerged from the conference room. He immediately sought the comfort of his personal quarters. He sat down at his desk and began sifting through old record skins. There was a knock on the door, " Who is it ?" So much for my solitude, he thought.
"Merle" the voice squeaked.
"Oh, Merle, come in." She opened the door. "I brought you a drink." She placed the tray down on his bedside table and poured him a mug of the tea like brew. She carried the mug over to the desk and placed it in the corner. "A boring meeting?" She finally said. He nodded slowly. In a fresh breath she replied, "Well, I have to get back to Tirone so I'll leave you here, with your record skins, your stationary and your memories." She knew him better than anybody. She left the room.
Suddenly, Van felt a warm glow on his chest and chin, he stared down at the pendant, which Hitomi had given him, that made him and Escaflowne stronger. It was glowing and his mind swirled with pictures of Hitomi. Is she calling me? There was only one person who could summon him via the pendant. Somewhere, deep inside his soul, a loud voice, created by a primal instinct and that made his head ache, shouted, Hitomi! I want you!
At that moment another, brighter, light shone, outside his window. His attention was directed to the pillar of white light which ended in a small forest clearing, not far from the castle. "Hitomi!" It's her, I know it is. He jerked upward and ran out of the chamber. He shot down the corridor, lifting his T-shirt over his head and nearly tripping because of it. As he stumbled past Merle he flung his shirt and sword sheath at her. "Merle! Keep hold of this for me will ya!"
"Where are you going Lord ..." Her words were muffled by his shirt.
He skidded round the corner, onto the balcony surround and jumped off. He spread his wings before he could fall too far and glided gracefully to the forest clearing.
Merle reached the balcony just as he disappeared into the night. "Oh Lord Van." She said, in a sympathetic voice.
by
Amanda Wardropper
To you, my love, I shall wait.
Chapter 2 - Gaea. 1 Year after Hitomi
"Lord Van! Lord Van!" Van snapped out of his daydream and saw Merle clamber up the roof. She sat down beside him and said quietly, "Oh Lord Van, you sit here every evening when the Mystic moon hangs low in the sky."
"I know Merle, I know, it's just ..."
"You still feel for her, don't you." He lowered his head in submission to the fact that he still loved Hitomi and missed her with all his heart. "Don't worry Lord Van, if she truly loves you, she'll come back." Van stared at his friend. She had grown so much over the past year and come to terms with Van's emotions, but still, if she loves me. He broke out of his thoughts when she said, "The Lord Holders are looking for you Oh King of New Fanailia," she said sarcastically, "they wish to hold a meeting." She flounced back down the roof leaving Van to rise steadily.
He groaned to himself, Lord Holder meetings were always boring and Van couldn't wait to get back to the solitude of his chamber.
He slid down the roof, caught himself on the guttering, winced as his sword's sheath pounded against his leg and dropped down into the corridor through the window. He ran up the corridor and burst through the conference room doors to begin his meeting with the Lord Holders.
It was a full hour and a half before Van emerged from the conference room. He immediately sought the comfort of his personal quarters. He sat down at his desk and began sifting through old record skins. There was a knock on the door, " Who is it ?" So much for my solitude, he thought.
"Merle" the voice squeaked.
"Oh, Merle, come in." She opened the door. "I brought you a drink." She placed the tray down on his bedside table and poured him a mug of the tea like brew. She carried the mug over to the desk and placed it in the corner. "A boring meeting?" She finally said. He nodded slowly. In a fresh breath she replied, "Well, I have to get back to Tirone so I'll leave you here, with your record skins, your stationary and your memories." She knew him better than anybody. She left the room.
Suddenly, Van felt a warm glow on his chest and chin, he stared down at the pendant, which Hitomi had given him, that made him and Escaflowne stronger. It was glowing and his mind swirled with pictures of Hitomi. Is she calling me? There was only one person who could summon him via the pendant. Somewhere, deep inside his soul, a loud voice, created by a primal instinct and that made his head ache, shouted, Hitomi! I want you!
At that moment another, brighter, light shone, outside his window. His attention was directed to the pillar of white light which ended in a small forest clearing, not far from the castle. "Hitomi!" It's her, I know it is. He jerked upward and ran out of the chamber. He shot down the corridor, lifting his T-shirt over his head and nearly tripping because of it. As he stumbled past Merle he flung his shirt and sword sheath at her. "Merle! Keep hold of this for me will ya!"
"Where are you going Lord ..." Her words were muffled by his shirt.
He skidded round the corner, onto the balcony surround and jumped off. He spread his wings before he could fall too far and glided gracefully to the forest clearing.
Merle reached the balcony just as he disappeared into the night. "Oh Lord Van." She said, in a sympathetic voice.