Late One Night
Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne or anything from it.
Thank you all for the reviews! I know the pairing is weird, since this original idea was Dilly getting picked up by an unknown girl. I was in reading class when it hit me - Millerna and Dilandau! What a strange pairing! I have yet to see one! Yea!
The cameo last chapter did have to do with a white haired girl. Those who read my Escaflowne Humor should have a good idea who it is. Har har.
CHAPTER TWO
SPOILERS
Dilandau looked around quickly, jolting around his head, his gaze landing on Millerna.
The bitch captured me! Dilandau thought and leapt up.
The world swung around him and seemed to recoil and smack him back in his face. He fell back on the bed, and breathed hard.
Move! he willed himself too, but his body was too tired.
Dilandau glanced down to see Millerna frozen in her spot.
"Dilandau?" she finally breathed.
It was him, the pryo who had tried countless times to kill Van and Hitomi. The horrible creature who burnt her country to the ground. This freak who tried to kill Allen.
But now he looked just sad.
His hair was covering his face and his body was limp. He was drunk. But why would he be drunk? Isn't there a honor is being part of the Dragonslayers? If so, was he drunk on her bed?
And why am I not kicking him OUT? She heard her brain cry.
Dilandau looked up, his pale face now rather green.
"Bathroom?" he said quickly.
Millerna's eyes widened and she pointed to the bathroom. Quick as a flash, Dilandau ran to it and she heard sounds of vomiting. She covered her face.
Stop acting like a spoiled princess!
Millerna sat down in a chair, until Dilandau stopped vomiting. There was the sound of running water and then he slumped out of the door.
"You have to go." Millerna said firmly.
There was a knock at her door and Millerna leapt up twenty feet.
"Princess? Who are you talking too? Are you feeling OK?"
Dilandau face went into a sneer. It was Allen. That wishy washy voice he could tell any where. Millerna looked around quickly. Then she jumped up and shoved Dilandau. Dilandau tried to hiss something, but she covered his mouth and shoved him in a closet, closing the door.
"Stay there." She hissed through the door.
Then he heard her walking and the door opening.
"Princess, you don't look well."
Dilandau almost gagged. What was up with all the dresses in here smelling as though they were washed in "Tropical Breeze" or something equally as stupid?
"I'm feeling ill Allen. Can you please leave?"
"I should take care of you."
"I want to take care of myself. Please go to bed. I'll be FINE."
The last word sounded like a punch and Allen stuttered something.
"I'll be going then miss." Allen said quickly and left.
Millerna made sure he was gone before she opened the closet door and Dilandau tripped out.
"That stinks!" he yelped.
"Shut up! Do you want to get captured?" Millerna asked him.
Dilandau stood up, "You aren't going to turn me over?"
Millerna shuffled in her place, "No. I'm going to let you go."
"Why?" his eyes widened.
Millerna didn't respond.
"WHY?" he yelped.
Her head snapped up, "Because I want to have something over Allen!"
Dilandau went silent and he looked around. Millerna felt stupid for her snapping remark, even if it was true.
She wanted to have a secret, something Allen didn't know about.
"I'll go. Which way?"
"The window. And don't come back."
"Why would I?" he snorted.
He walked strangly before he tripped and fell down.
Why did I have to get drunk tonight?! he thought.
He felt Millerna helping him get up, but he felt rather weird. His head was pounding like some sort of techno club. Millerna lay him down her bed.
"I have to go." He muttered.
He closed his eyes and felt Millerna rub an ice cube on his forehead and he tried to sit up. The room swirled again.
"You are so drunk." Millerna stated.
"Thanks, doc." He hissed to her.
"Do you want me to kick you out on the streets?" Millerna said.
Dilandau didn't respond, just closed his eyes tighter.
"How are you going to get back?"
"I'll call one of my Dragonslayers." He mumbled, feeling tired.
Millerna shook him, "Don't go to bed!"
"I'm tired!" he snapped.
"I know, but if Allen sees you here, I'll be in big trouble."
"So what? You're going to change yourself for that blond haired bimbo?" Dilandau hissed.
Millerna went silent and he wondered if he had gone to far.
"I don't change myself for him. I use to but I don't now." She whispered.
Millerna's eyes went back to Dilandau who sat up, rubbing his head. Then he got up and ran back to the bathroom, vomiting.
Little pyro freak. she thought to herself.
Millerna walked to the bathroom to see washing his face once again when a necklace caught her eye. She grabbed at it.
"What are you doing?!" he cried.
It was a dogtag. It had weird things written on it but she could make out one: Experiment #222. Millerna let the necklace go and stared at him.
"Don't touch my necklace!" he yelled at her.
"What did Zaibach do to you?" she heard herself wonder aloud.
Dilandau didn't reply, and turned back to the mirror.
Experiment #222. she thought again.
Millerna faintly remembered little children being captured and use in experiments when Zaibach was first starting. Was Dilandau one of the children?
"Where is your family?" she asked him.
Dilandau looked in the mirror harder.
His family? Good question. You ask him and he had no clue.
You ask the Zaibach Sorcerers however and he was an experiment. He was Celena. Dilandau shivered and looked at himself in the mirror.
I'm not Celena. She won't come back. I'm not related to that horrible man, Allen. he thought to himself.
"What did they do to you?" Millerna whispered.
Dilandau whirled around, "This isn't question and answer time for Princesses!" he snarled.
But the memories were all coming back down, rolling in like waves. Dilandau stumbled out of the bathroom, holding his head, willing himself not to cry.
Damn it!
He felt the tears well up behind his eyes and he tried to take them over by anger. It wasn't working. Dilandau fell down on the floor and wrapped himself up in a ball. He started to sob.
"Dilandau?" asked Millerna.
"Leave me alone." He whispered.
Thankfully, Millerna didn't. She sat next to him and didn't speak. She didn't ask any questions or make any stupid remarks. She was there, but wasn't bothering him. Millerna let him do something he hadn't done since he was Celena.
Cry.
And for the first time in his life, he understood why people cried with each other.
Because then they weren't alone.
THE END
Please review! It would make me so happy if you did! Did you like it? I love writing it! Thanks!
-Sniperwolf
Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne or anything from it.
Thank you all for the reviews! I know the pairing is weird, since this original idea was Dilly getting picked up by an unknown girl. I was in reading class when it hit me - Millerna and Dilandau! What a strange pairing! I have yet to see one! Yea!
The cameo last chapter did have to do with a white haired girl. Those who read my Escaflowne Humor should have a good idea who it is. Har har.
CHAPTER TWO
SPOILERS
Dilandau looked around quickly, jolting around his head, his gaze landing on Millerna.
The bitch captured me! Dilandau thought and leapt up.
The world swung around him and seemed to recoil and smack him back in his face. He fell back on the bed, and breathed hard.
Move! he willed himself too, but his body was too tired.
Dilandau glanced down to see Millerna frozen in her spot.
"Dilandau?" she finally breathed.
It was him, the pryo who had tried countless times to kill Van and Hitomi. The horrible creature who burnt her country to the ground. This freak who tried to kill Allen.
But now he looked just sad.
His hair was covering his face and his body was limp. He was drunk. But why would he be drunk? Isn't there a honor is being part of the Dragonslayers? If so, was he drunk on her bed?
And why am I not kicking him OUT? She heard her brain cry.
Dilandau looked up, his pale face now rather green.
"Bathroom?" he said quickly.
Millerna's eyes widened and she pointed to the bathroom. Quick as a flash, Dilandau ran to it and she heard sounds of vomiting. She covered her face.
Stop acting like a spoiled princess!
Millerna sat down in a chair, until Dilandau stopped vomiting. There was the sound of running water and then he slumped out of the door.
"You have to go." Millerna said firmly.
There was a knock at her door and Millerna leapt up twenty feet.
"Princess? Who are you talking too? Are you feeling OK?"
Dilandau face went into a sneer. It was Allen. That wishy washy voice he could tell any where. Millerna looked around quickly. Then she jumped up and shoved Dilandau. Dilandau tried to hiss something, but she covered his mouth and shoved him in a closet, closing the door.
"Stay there." She hissed through the door.
Then he heard her walking and the door opening.
"Princess, you don't look well."
Dilandau almost gagged. What was up with all the dresses in here smelling as though they were washed in "Tropical Breeze" or something equally as stupid?
"I'm feeling ill Allen. Can you please leave?"
"I should take care of you."
"I want to take care of myself. Please go to bed. I'll be FINE."
The last word sounded like a punch and Allen stuttered something.
"I'll be going then miss." Allen said quickly and left.
Millerna made sure he was gone before she opened the closet door and Dilandau tripped out.
"That stinks!" he yelped.
"Shut up! Do you want to get captured?" Millerna asked him.
Dilandau stood up, "You aren't going to turn me over?"
Millerna shuffled in her place, "No. I'm going to let you go."
"Why?" his eyes widened.
Millerna didn't respond.
"WHY?" he yelped.
Her head snapped up, "Because I want to have something over Allen!"
Dilandau went silent and he looked around. Millerna felt stupid for her snapping remark, even if it was true.
She wanted to have a secret, something Allen didn't know about.
"I'll go. Which way?"
"The window. And don't come back."
"Why would I?" he snorted.
He walked strangly before he tripped and fell down.
Why did I have to get drunk tonight?! he thought.
He felt Millerna helping him get up, but he felt rather weird. His head was pounding like some sort of techno club. Millerna lay him down her bed.
"I have to go." He muttered.
He closed his eyes and felt Millerna rub an ice cube on his forehead and he tried to sit up. The room swirled again.
"You are so drunk." Millerna stated.
"Thanks, doc." He hissed to her.
"Do you want me to kick you out on the streets?" Millerna said.
Dilandau didn't respond, just closed his eyes tighter.
"How are you going to get back?"
"I'll call one of my Dragonslayers." He mumbled, feeling tired.
Millerna shook him, "Don't go to bed!"
"I'm tired!" he snapped.
"I know, but if Allen sees you here, I'll be in big trouble."
"So what? You're going to change yourself for that blond haired bimbo?" Dilandau hissed.
Millerna went silent and he wondered if he had gone to far.
"I don't change myself for him. I use to but I don't now." She whispered.
Millerna's eyes went back to Dilandau who sat up, rubbing his head. Then he got up and ran back to the bathroom, vomiting.
Little pyro freak. she thought to herself.
Millerna walked to the bathroom to see washing his face once again when a necklace caught her eye. She grabbed at it.
"What are you doing?!" he cried.
It was a dogtag. It had weird things written on it but she could make out one: Experiment #222. Millerna let the necklace go and stared at him.
"Don't touch my necklace!" he yelled at her.
"What did Zaibach do to you?" she heard herself wonder aloud.
Dilandau didn't reply, and turned back to the mirror.
Experiment #222. she thought again.
Millerna faintly remembered little children being captured and use in experiments when Zaibach was first starting. Was Dilandau one of the children?
"Where is your family?" she asked him.
Dilandau looked in the mirror harder.
His family? Good question. You ask him and he had no clue.
You ask the Zaibach Sorcerers however and he was an experiment. He was Celena. Dilandau shivered and looked at himself in the mirror.
I'm not Celena. She won't come back. I'm not related to that horrible man, Allen. he thought to himself.
"What did they do to you?" Millerna whispered.
Dilandau whirled around, "This isn't question and answer time for Princesses!" he snarled.
But the memories were all coming back down, rolling in like waves. Dilandau stumbled out of the bathroom, holding his head, willing himself not to cry.
Damn it!
He felt the tears well up behind his eyes and he tried to take them over by anger. It wasn't working. Dilandau fell down on the floor and wrapped himself up in a ball. He started to sob.
"Dilandau?" asked Millerna.
"Leave me alone." He whispered.
Thankfully, Millerna didn't. She sat next to him and didn't speak. She didn't ask any questions or make any stupid remarks. She was there, but wasn't bothering him. Millerna let him do something he hadn't done since he was Celena.
Cry.
And for the first time in his life, he understood why people cried with each other.
Because then they weren't alone.
THE END
Please review! It would make me so happy if you did! Did you like it? I love writing it! Thanks!
-Sniperwolf