Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own anything in Vision of Escaflowne, or it wouldn't be a fanfiction. Don't sue me :D

synopsis: Several years after Escaflowne ended. Hitomi is a secretary in a large corporation. She has gradually over the years communicated with Van in Fanelia less and less... And suddenly a man has fallen into her lap (or she into his? o.O), and he keeps reminding her of Van. Why did he stop contacting her so very long ago? Was he too busy with his country and ruling... had he married? Van wouldn't do that to her. He would wait.. and maybe find her? But what of Fanelia? What did he and his country expect of her, bringing her into their loop, and out of her own... Will it always end with Hitomi running away from Van?

Authors note: Song for this would be Deja Blue , the one with the guys singing EscaaaaaaaAAAafloooooowne or (or even Metal Gear Solid's the Best is Yet to Come).
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Van stared into his drink. He had sipped it a bit, but didn't really drink it. His mind didn't care to be too muddled, and he wanted to be alert if Hitomi ever came out of the room. Sighing, Van put the glass down on the small table beside him, and stood up. He went to the sole window in the room, and pulled the blinds up. Pulling the panes open, Van stuck his head out the window and leaned agaisnt the sill. The moon was at about quarter full, and Gaia sparkled beautifully. Van idily wondered if Hitomi could see Gaia... nobody else on this planet could. The bright blue seas beconed him home, and he felt himself giving way...

With a simple glance back towards the closed bedroom door, Van pulled his shirt over his head and off. He looked back outside and up at the shinging blue gem that had always welcomed him. Silently, he pulled himself through the window and crouched, watching the streets below for passerbys. Luckily nobody was out on the street in the middle of the night.

Van took a deep breath and dove off the side of the building and plummetted towards the cement sidewalk.

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Hitomi decided not to move. She heard Van in the outter room unlatching the window, and then nothing. A few minutes of silence passed as Hitomi waited to see what he doing.

He moved again, and she heard something light fall to the ground. The she heard wood slightly creaking, and a bit of a smack, then nothing. It sounded like..

Hitomi threw the door open and stood face to face with an empty room and open window. She looked around alarmingly and ran to the window. She threw her head out and down. Looking out just in time, she spotted it...

Van threw back his shoulders and a large mass of white sprange from his back. Getting his bearings, he looked forward and up towards Gaia. His pristine wings unfirled and he glided back away from the oncoming cement. For once he was glad he lived on a high story in the building.

Hitomi could only stare. Van's wings were beautiful, and she felt a pang of regret as he became a spec in the distance. Merely a spec that glowed from the faint light of the moon...and Gaia.

Looking into the distance, Hitomi couldn't take it.

she screamed out the window, knowing he was too far to hear her anyway.


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The smell of Gaia lifted Van's spirits. He felt a pang of regret for not bringing Hitomi with him, to maybe make her remember how beautiful his country really was. Or for saying goodbye to Evan for that matter. Van put his hand on his hip and could have cried.

He left his sword on the table.

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Hitomi turn and leaned against the wall next to the opened window and her knees gave way. She might never see him again.. it had been so long and she was severly overwhelmed. Slumping forward, she slid down the wall and onto her bum. The tears flowed down her cheecks before she knew it, and she started to bawl.

After a few moments of uncontrolled tears and gasps for air, Hitomi tried to control herself. Blinking vigariously, she looked forward and tired to gather her breath. It was then she noticed it for a second time that night. Van's royal sword was just laying on the coffee table. She crawled to the table across the rough carpet and picked it up off of the magazines and newspaper. Hitomi looked at it with a sense ofcuriosity, and hasilty pulled it to her chest and began to weep again.

She whispered to the sword held tight to her bossom. I'm sorry I yelled at you. Please come back... vaaaaaaan! she wailed.

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Van sat on he dewy grass. He didn't have his sword. He couldn't go back to Fanelia without it. He had to go back.. but he couldn't face Hitomi and her rejections. Van looked down when he noticed the glow on his chest. The small pendant he still wore was glowing brightly in the twilight, and slowly rising upwards. Van grabbed it and held it down towards his chest. Its glow intensified and he held it harder.

Hitomi...


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wheee.. There was much POV changes.. arg!

Please, tell me what you think so far ^_^ negative feedback welcome.
(otakon was a blast! my cosutem rocked! i was onstage for the costume thingy after the mascarade, and i twirrled my fake naginada! YAY!)