Late One Night
Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne which means Dilandau and Millerna are not mine. (Sob)
I'm glad every one likes it! Yea! My two favorite characters together? I'm quite proud of this!
SPOILERS!
He's crying. This pryo psycho boy is crying in my arms.
The thought hit Millerna once again, and she looked down at Dilandau. His head was in her neck and he was sobbing wildly. His arms were holding her tightly and she wrapped her arms around his waist. Her neck felt wet from his tears.
Why is he crying? she wondered to herself.
Dilandau let out another sob. Millerna was glad everyone was in bed and on the second floor, so no one could wake up. Unless Allen was milling around, which she doubted. Millerna didn't utter word, she didn't know what to say. Somehow, "I know you tried to kill everyone I loved, but it's OK, you pryo freak," didn't seem right for what was going on.
So she was silent.
Dilandau knew he should stop crying. He just had too. He was sobbing in Princess Millerna's arms. He never cried. But somehow, her arms made him feel safe, so he kept on sobbing. Finally, he sniffed for a second when he pulled away to look at Millerna. Her eyes were unknown, she was unaware of how to act. Dilandau felt a wave of something take him over. He gently pulled away from her and stared at the light pink wall.
His eyes were puffed out and his face was slightly red. His hair was tousled and he had one stray tear rolling down his cheek. Millerna sat against the wall as well, not knowing what to say. She was speechless.
He's going to burn you now. Millerna thought.
She looked back at Dilandau, who looked at her at the same time and they quickly went away. A weird silence came over the two and she played with a lock of her hair.
"What is it like to be a princess of Austria?"
Dilandau's voice came to her quickly and she snapped her head up. His face was still looking at the wall.
Dilandau didn't know why he asked that. It just over took him.
"It's good."
She was lying. He could tell. He could spot liars from a mile away. Maybe even two.
"Don't lie." He whispered, feeling a stray tear go slowly down his face.
That was when Millerna leaned over and brushed the tear away, very gently. He shivered. He didn't want too, but it was just a reflex.
"I don't like it." She muttered.
Dilandau looked at the floor, as she sat back down on the floor next to him.
"Why not?" he asked her.
"No one listens to me. They all think I'm some sort of weak little girl."
Dilandau paused for a second, "No one listens to me either."
"But you're the general of the Dragonslayers. That has to count for something!" she replied.
"It counts for nothing." He hissed, remembering Folken.
"Do you like it?" Millerna heard herself ask.
"Like what?"
"The death? The fire and blood? The pain you cause everyone?" she cringed.
Maybe that was a little harsh.
"I love it." He said bitterly.
Millerna was aghast, "But why?"
"It's nice to know someone else is suffering too." He whispered.
Millerna fell silent.
"Their pain, their death, it makes me run. To know I can hurt people like they hurt me - It's wonderful."
"But! You ruin their lives!"
Dilandau's head snapped up, "Well they ruined mine!"
"What did they do to you?" It was more of a thought, not to be said outloud.
What did they do to him? Did she really want to know?
"What did they do to hurt you? What did they do to you? Your thirst for blood and hate, it made you join Zaibach!"
"I had no choice in the matter."
"What are you saying? You're the general of the Dragonslayers! Those powerful men and yet you act like you never wanted to be in them."
"Not everyone there is a man."
His tone was careful, yet full of rage.
"What are you talking about?"
Dilandau looked up, straight in her eyes and spoke, "I'm Experiment 222. I'm a female."
Millerna had been standing up at the time of yelling at him, but now her legs gave out.
"What?"
"I'm Allen's sister."
Millerna felt herself start gasping for breath. The room seemed to spin.
"Celena?" she gasped.
"Celena is no more! She will never return! I hate her!" he wailed.
Celena was Dilandau? Millerna couldn't think correctly.
"You are a liar."
"Why would I lie about this? This pain I feel, this rage! It's because of her! I've lived with hate so long, I have no idea what love is or what it will ever be!" He snapped.
Millerna grasped his hand and looked at him, "Dilandau." She muttered, not knowing what to say.
Dilandau stared at her hand on his.
"What?" he whispered.
"I thought I loved someone. But they only used me because they were reminded of someone long gone. I was used. I thought I knew love. But-" her voice was choking on her tears.
"But what?" he whispered, his tone softer.
"I never knew love! I was being used! I feel pain too! I feel rage! But I keep it inside! And you must too!"
"Why?!"
Millerna stopped.
Why indeed?
Dilandau watched Millerna slowly raise her head and then stare at him.
"You're a guy now though." She whispered.
Dilandau just nodded and looked at the clock. 1:11 AM. No one would be looking for him yet. Millerna sat next to him and she held his hand tightly.
"We both know pain." She muttered.
Dilandau nodded again, because he couldn't think of anything to say. Their eyes met, only this time they didn't pull away.
And Dilandau didn't want to pull away.
For a long, long, time.
THE END
Want more? I'd be more than happy to write more. PLEASE REVIEW!
-Sniperwolf
Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne which means Dilandau and Millerna are not mine. (Sob)
I'm glad every one likes it! Yea! My two favorite characters together? I'm quite proud of this!
SPOILERS!
He's crying. This pryo psycho boy is crying in my arms.
The thought hit Millerna once again, and she looked down at Dilandau. His head was in her neck and he was sobbing wildly. His arms were holding her tightly and she wrapped her arms around his waist. Her neck felt wet from his tears.
Why is he crying? she wondered to herself.
Dilandau let out another sob. Millerna was glad everyone was in bed and on the second floor, so no one could wake up. Unless Allen was milling around, which she doubted. Millerna didn't utter word, she didn't know what to say. Somehow, "I know you tried to kill everyone I loved, but it's OK, you pryo freak," didn't seem right for what was going on.
So she was silent.
Dilandau knew he should stop crying. He just had too. He was sobbing in Princess Millerna's arms. He never cried. But somehow, her arms made him feel safe, so he kept on sobbing. Finally, he sniffed for a second when he pulled away to look at Millerna. Her eyes were unknown, she was unaware of how to act. Dilandau felt a wave of something take him over. He gently pulled away from her and stared at the light pink wall.
His eyes were puffed out and his face was slightly red. His hair was tousled and he had one stray tear rolling down his cheek. Millerna sat against the wall as well, not knowing what to say. She was speechless.
He's going to burn you now. Millerna thought.
She looked back at Dilandau, who looked at her at the same time and they quickly went away. A weird silence came over the two and she played with a lock of her hair.
"What is it like to be a princess of Austria?"
Dilandau's voice came to her quickly and she snapped her head up. His face was still looking at the wall.
Dilandau didn't know why he asked that. It just over took him.
"It's good."
She was lying. He could tell. He could spot liars from a mile away. Maybe even two.
"Don't lie." He whispered, feeling a stray tear go slowly down his face.
That was when Millerna leaned over and brushed the tear away, very gently. He shivered. He didn't want too, but it was just a reflex.
"I don't like it." She muttered.
Dilandau looked at the floor, as she sat back down on the floor next to him.
"Why not?" he asked her.
"No one listens to me. They all think I'm some sort of weak little girl."
Dilandau paused for a second, "No one listens to me either."
"But you're the general of the Dragonslayers. That has to count for something!" she replied.
"It counts for nothing." He hissed, remembering Folken.
"Do you like it?" Millerna heard herself ask.
"Like what?"
"The death? The fire and blood? The pain you cause everyone?" she cringed.
Maybe that was a little harsh.
"I love it." He said bitterly.
Millerna was aghast, "But why?"
"It's nice to know someone else is suffering too." He whispered.
Millerna fell silent.
"Their pain, their death, it makes me run. To know I can hurt people like they hurt me - It's wonderful."
"But! You ruin their lives!"
Dilandau's head snapped up, "Well they ruined mine!"
"What did they do to you?" It was more of a thought, not to be said outloud.
What did they do to him? Did she really want to know?
"What did they do to hurt you? What did they do to you? Your thirst for blood and hate, it made you join Zaibach!"
"I had no choice in the matter."
"What are you saying? You're the general of the Dragonslayers! Those powerful men and yet you act like you never wanted to be in them."
"Not everyone there is a man."
His tone was careful, yet full of rage.
"What are you talking about?"
Dilandau looked up, straight in her eyes and spoke, "I'm Experiment 222. I'm a female."
Millerna had been standing up at the time of yelling at him, but now her legs gave out.
"What?"
"I'm Allen's sister."
Millerna felt herself start gasping for breath. The room seemed to spin.
"Celena?" she gasped.
"Celena is no more! She will never return! I hate her!" he wailed.
Celena was Dilandau? Millerna couldn't think correctly.
"You are a liar."
"Why would I lie about this? This pain I feel, this rage! It's because of her! I've lived with hate so long, I have no idea what love is or what it will ever be!" He snapped.
Millerna grasped his hand and looked at him, "Dilandau." She muttered, not knowing what to say.
Dilandau stared at her hand on his.
"What?" he whispered.
"I thought I loved someone. But they only used me because they were reminded of someone long gone. I was used. I thought I knew love. But-" her voice was choking on her tears.
"But what?" he whispered, his tone softer.
"I never knew love! I was being used! I feel pain too! I feel rage! But I keep it inside! And you must too!"
"Why?!"
Millerna stopped.
Why indeed?
Dilandau watched Millerna slowly raise her head and then stare at him.
"You're a guy now though." She whispered.
Dilandau just nodded and looked at the clock. 1:11 AM. No one would be looking for him yet. Millerna sat next to him and she held his hand tightly.
"We both know pain." She muttered.
Dilandau nodded again, because he couldn't think of anything to say. Their eyes met, only this time they didn't pull away.
And Dilandau didn't want to pull away.
For a long, long, time.
THE END
Want more? I'd be more than happy to write more. PLEASE REVIEW!
-Sniperwolf