Late One Night
Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne or anything from it! I'm really lazy huh? Took me forever to do this, arg. But oh well!I'm feeling in a very romantic mood.
To All My Friends: OPERATION TRAIN BABY!
If you download from Overclocked Remix, download Silent Hill - NayTomorrow. This song fits the mood perfectly for this story, maybe since I wrote this chapter to it.
Millerna wasn't sure she had heard correctly. Her breaths came in deep ragged gasps and slowly she turned to Dilandau. Dilandau was staring at the floor, holidng his own hands.
"Dilandau-" She muttered, not sure what to do.
She had told Dilandau she loved him. And he had returned the words, hardly saying them. Yet he did, and they seemed to swirl around the room softly coming into her mind. She shut her eyes.
"Millerna-" he muttered.
If Millerna opened her eyes to see his face, she would cry. How could she fall in love with someone she had just met? It was doomed. They were fighting for different things. Yet they had fallen in love. She felt Dilandau's hands on her shoulders.
Don't open your eyes. You will cry. Millerna thought.
"Millerna, it's true. I love you."
"Stop." She whispered.
"Open your eyes, please." He begged to her.
Millerna did and looked at his eyes. All of a sudden, she was aware of the tears pouring down her face.
"I don't want to love you." Millerna gasped, sobbing now.
Dilandau took his arms and wrapped them around her. Millerna let herself go limp.
"But you do." He whispered.
He is nice. He just doesn't understand himself. We are so alike. She let herself shiver and parted from him.
He looked hurt at first but then Millerna sunk back into his arms and kissed him.
Millerna was kissing him. And he wasn't going to back away. This would be his first kiss and it was with someone he loved. His lips slid against her and she pressed herself tighter against him. Dilandau felt her tears against his cheeks. He never wanted to let her go. He let himself kiss her harder, although he was aware he was shaking. Millerna had stopped crying and was now kissing him. Why did they have to be torn apart by war? Couldn't he love her in peace? Dilandau felt himself love her even more, though he knew he should pull away and shut the door, never seeing Millerna again.
"Dilandau," she muttered and they kissed again, "Don't let me go."
Dilandau couldn't speak. He mustered a nod and they sat down on the bed, kissing each other harder, as if every kiss might be their last.
"I feel stupid," Millerna spoke up, "I fell in love with you. I shouldn't have. I-"
"You talk too much." He joked before he kissed her again.
He felt Millerna chuckle and then she wrapped her arms around his waist.
He was making jokes. She had never heard Dilandau make a joke like that before. That just made her fall in love with him even more.
"I shouldn't love you." She muttered again.
"Let yourself. I let myself love you. Stop letting everyone stop you from loving."
Dilandau whispered in her ear.
Millerna pulled away, looking at Dilandau over top of her. She smiled and gazed into her eyes.
I'm happy. she realized and she smiled harder.
Dilandau blinked twice and then he too smiled. His smile overtook his face and it was a pure smile. He wasn't smiling because he had killed someone or burned something. He was in love. That was when Millerna let herself love Dilandau. She kissed him again and they rolled once again over on the bed.
"Run away with me." Dilandau breathed heavily into her ear.
Millerna froze and looked at him. He wasn't joking. His eyes had never looked so serious.
Had he ruined it? Had he truly ruined the mood already? He wasn't sure. Millerna had a look her couldn't read.
"Run away with you?" she asked him.
Dilandau nodded.
"I couldn't. My country, my people."
"But what about you?" he stressed.
Millerna fell silent, "I never thought about me before."
Dilandau tilted his head, "Perhaps you should?" he asked.
Millerna smiled sadly, "Run away with you? But everyone would come after us." She replied.
She did have a point.
"Not if we vanished. Not if-" he took a gamble, "Everyone thought we were dead."
"Dead?" she said, almost silent.
"We could fake our deaths." Dilandau gulped.
Millerna looked thoughtful, "But how? And what about my country?"
Dilandau felt a surge of anger, "Damn them! They caused us pain! I can see what the Allen man does to you! And you have to get married to someone you don't love! It is bullshit! Utter bullshit!" he yelped.
That was when Millerna laughed.
"What?" he said to her.
Millerna couldn't stop laughing. Even Allen had never showed such anger like that for people who annoyed her. It was- well, refreshing, really.
"Ok, let me run away with you." Millerna whispered.
Thoughts dove around her. Her country, well, she would be able to help the people when her father wasn't taking over her every move. She would be free.
"Are you sure?" he asked, looking worried.
Millerna laughed again, "You're the one who came up with it!" she cried.
"We set your room on fire. They will think you are dead, and me too, because they knew Zaibach wanted you dead." Dilandau said rather quickly.
Millerna said yes as soon as he came to the word Fire.
The fire blazed up rather quickly. They stood a safe distance away.
"Is it really suppose to be so big?" Millerna asked Dilandau.
"The bigger the better." He said, trying to hide the joy.
"So- everyone is going to think we are dead?"
"Yes." Dilandau replied. Millerna picked up her small pink suitcase, and turned to Dilandau.
"Come on." She muttered, giving a silly giggle.
Dilandau looked at her, happiness on his face.
They were free.
THE END
If you would like, I could write a Epilogue, explaing what happened ten years later. Review and tell me if you would like that! Thank you SO much for reading!
-Sniperwolf and Her Sniper
Disclaimer: I do not own Escaflowne or anything from it! I'm really lazy huh? Took me forever to do this, arg. But oh well!I'm feeling in a very romantic mood.
To All My Friends: OPERATION TRAIN BABY!
If you download from Overclocked Remix, download Silent Hill - NayTomorrow. This song fits the mood perfectly for this story, maybe since I wrote this chapter to it.
Millerna wasn't sure she had heard correctly. Her breaths came in deep ragged gasps and slowly she turned to Dilandau. Dilandau was staring at the floor, holidng his own hands.
"Dilandau-" She muttered, not sure what to do.
She had told Dilandau she loved him. And he had returned the words, hardly saying them. Yet he did, and they seemed to swirl around the room softly coming into her mind. She shut her eyes.
"Millerna-" he muttered.
If Millerna opened her eyes to see his face, she would cry. How could she fall in love with someone she had just met? It was doomed. They were fighting for different things. Yet they had fallen in love. She felt Dilandau's hands on her shoulders.
Don't open your eyes. You will cry. Millerna thought.
"Millerna, it's true. I love you."
"Stop." She whispered.
"Open your eyes, please." He begged to her.
Millerna did and looked at his eyes. All of a sudden, she was aware of the tears pouring down her face.
"I don't want to love you." Millerna gasped, sobbing now.
Dilandau took his arms and wrapped them around her. Millerna let herself go limp.
"But you do." He whispered.
He is nice. He just doesn't understand himself. We are so alike. She let herself shiver and parted from him.
He looked hurt at first but then Millerna sunk back into his arms and kissed him.
Millerna was kissing him. And he wasn't going to back away. This would be his first kiss and it was with someone he loved. His lips slid against her and she pressed herself tighter against him. Dilandau felt her tears against his cheeks. He never wanted to let her go. He let himself kiss her harder, although he was aware he was shaking. Millerna had stopped crying and was now kissing him. Why did they have to be torn apart by war? Couldn't he love her in peace? Dilandau felt himself love her even more, though he knew he should pull away and shut the door, never seeing Millerna again.
"Dilandau," she muttered and they kissed again, "Don't let me go."
Dilandau couldn't speak. He mustered a nod and they sat down on the bed, kissing each other harder, as if every kiss might be their last.
"I feel stupid," Millerna spoke up, "I fell in love with you. I shouldn't have. I-"
"You talk too much." He joked before he kissed her again.
He felt Millerna chuckle and then she wrapped her arms around his waist.
He was making jokes. She had never heard Dilandau make a joke like that before. That just made her fall in love with him even more.
"I shouldn't love you." She muttered again.
"Let yourself. I let myself love you. Stop letting everyone stop you from loving."
Dilandau whispered in her ear.
Millerna pulled away, looking at Dilandau over top of her. She smiled and gazed into her eyes.
I'm happy. she realized and she smiled harder.
Dilandau blinked twice and then he too smiled. His smile overtook his face and it was a pure smile. He wasn't smiling because he had killed someone or burned something. He was in love. That was when Millerna let herself love Dilandau. She kissed him again and they rolled once again over on the bed.
"Run away with me." Dilandau breathed heavily into her ear.
Millerna froze and looked at him. He wasn't joking. His eyes had never looked so serious.
Had he ruined it? Had he truly ruined the mood already? He wasn't sure. Millerna had a look her couldn't read.
"Run away with you?" she asked him.
Dilandau nodded.
"I couldn't. My country, my people."
"But what about you?" he stressed.
Millerna fell silent, "I never thought about me before."
Dilandau tilted his head, "Perhaps you should?" he asked.
Millerna smiled sadly, "Run away with you? But everyone would come after us." She replied.
She did have a point.
"Not if we vanished. Not if-" he took a gamble, "Everyone thought we were dead."
"Dead?" she said, almost silent.
"We could fake our deaths." Dilandau gulped.
Millerna looked thoughtful, "But how? And what about my country?"
Dilandau felt a surge of anger, "Damn them! They caused us pain! I can see what the Allen man does to you! And you have to get married to someone you don't love! It is bullshit! Utter bullshit!" he yelped.
That was when Millerna laughed.
"What?" he said to her.
Millerna couldn't stop laughing. Even Allen had never showed such anger like that for people who annoyed her. It was- well, refreshing, really.
"Ok, let me run away with you." Millerna whispered.
Thoughts dove around her. Her country, well, she would be able to help the people when her father wasn't taking over her every move. She would be free.
"Are you sure?" he asked, looking worried.
Millerna laughed again, "You're the one who came up with it!" she cried.
"We set your room on fire. They will think you are dead, and me too, because they knew Zaibach wanted you dead." Dilandau said rather quickly.
Millerna said yes as soon as he came to the word Fire.
The fire blazed up rather quickly. They stood a safe distance away.
"Is it really suppose to be so big?" Millerna asked Dilandau.
"The bigger the better." He said, trying to hide the joy.
"So- everyone is going to think we are dead?"
"Yes." Dilandau replied. Millerna picked up her small pink suitcase, and turned to Dilandau.
"Come on." She muttered, giving a silly giggle.
Dilandau looked at her, happiness on his face.
They were free.
THE END
If you would like, I could write a Epilogue, explaing what happened ten years later. Review and tell me if you would like that! Thank you SO much for reading!
-Sniperwolf and Her Sniper