"Dilandau, I need your help!" exclaimed Hitomi running into the room breathless.
"The Mystic Bitch! I thought I got rid of you!" growled Dilandau glaring at her with bloodshot eyes. The Dragonslayers simply watched, not needed for this moment.
"I didn't know who to turn to! I had to see you again!"
Dilandau started to make gagging sounds while Hitomi looked at him confused, hope shining in her eyes. Stopping with his vulgar sounds Dilandau looked Hitomi up and down, checking her out if you will.
'What is this feeling I have inside? Could it be..?' pondered Dilandau staring at her boobs.
Grumble grumble.
"That's it, I'm hungry." And he turned and walked away. Hitomi started to protest but the Dragonslayers shook their heads in warning, their eyes wide in fear; never argue with Dilandau if you wanted to live.
"Erm… you people, I need you help!" Hitomi shouted turning dramatic again clinging to Miguel for support. Miguel looked over at Chesta raising his eyebrows, obviously naughty thoughts running through his head. Chesta snorted in distain.
"What can we help you with then?" the gargoyle Miguel asked, his hand rubbing Hitomi's back seductively. Breaking away Hitomi quickly ran out the door.
The Dragonslayers shrugged and started to walk away when they heard a sound of something heavy being dragged and Hitomi using colorful adjectives. Coming back through the entryway Hitomi dragged a dead looking knight by his arms.
"My friend has been hurt!" cried Hitomi, dropping Allen's arms and running back to Miguel's outstretched arms. Chesta looked down and the sound of a choir of angels filled the air at the sight of the magnificient blonde creature before him. A rose border filled his vision.
"Oh no!!" squealed Chesta dropping down to his knees and unbuttoning Allen's shirt. Groaning Allen slowly opened his eyes.
"Hitomi?"
With a scream the knight was once more on his feet and diving for the door. However, he quickly remembered that he had been 'Allen the Human-pincushion' and fell over once more.
"We must sew him up!" Chesta exclaimed prompting Miguel to help him carry the downed knight into their master's room.
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Dilandau sat on the roof staring into oblivion in mid-converstation with his beloved rocky.
"So then I said to the bartender, 'no, I want more', but then the jerk kicked me out of the bar so I had to burn the place down."
"…."
"That's right, he deserved it!"
"…"
"Perhaps you are right rocky, although he did deserve it I shouldn't have killed his whole family and set the street on fire, I am sorry, will you forgive me?"
"…."
"Alright, I'm begging!" Dilandau whimpered dropping to his knees.
"…."
"Thank you rocky!" scooping up the rock and kissing it.
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The Dragonslayers watched as Hitomi tended to the downed knight who was currently just kinda laying there.
"That was a very brave thing you did back there," praised Hitomi digging into her medical bag that appeared suddenly.
"Did what?"
"A very good thing," Hitomi smiled patting Allen's hand as if speaking to a child. Groaning, Allen let his head fall back to realize there was no pillow.
BONK.
Gently Hitomi uncorked the bottle of liquid without looking at the bottle with a skull on it.
"Erm… Hitomi? What is that?" squeaked Allen, his eyes growing wider with fear.
"I don't know," shrugged Hitomi pouring it onto his wounds.
"AHHHH!!!!!!" screamed Allen as a sizzling sound filled the air, the area clouded in smoke. Chesta wailed on Miguel's shoulder. Hitomi then proceeded to sew up Allen's wounds with rainbow colored yarn.
"Thank you for saving me," blushed Allen once Hitomi was finished, leaning forward with his lips puckered, shutting his eyes. Hitomi got up and walked away, obvious to what Allen was doing, leaving Allen there, also oblivious. Chesta took the chance and dove in planting a passionate kiss on the knight's lips.
From the other room Hitomi could hear Allen screaming and a thud signifying Allen had passed out once more.
"Erm… so… yeah…" they stood around, not knowing what to do next. Suddenly, Merle's ears perked up as she ran out to the balcony.
"LORD VAN!!!!!!!!!!" she screamed, waving her arms about dramatically to gain attention. "WE'RE UP HERE!!!!!!!!" Being so stoned she leaned too far over and fell from the cathedral.
But don't worry kids, all cats land on their feet…
CRUNCH.
It just hurts like hell!
"Oh no! Van's coming! We've got to hide Allen!" Chesta cried dramatically, dragging the knight as carefully as a lone gay Bishounen could.
"Here!" shouted Miguel, pointing under the table. Chesta gently laid him there and turned, looking for Hitomi and not noticing Miguel boot Allen under the table unceremoniously.
"That bitch got away!" Chesta muttered, seeing Hitomi had escaped.
"Don't call my Love a bitch!" Miguel, who had never met another female in his life thus believing himself in love, growled warningly. The two proceeded to duke it out.
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Van marched up the stairs furiously, strutting his scrawny stuff. He had figured it all out with his genius mind. Hitomi had received help out of the tower, I mean, how else could she have found the other exit? He thought to himself.
"La lala lalalala…teeheeheehee…" Hitomi sang, skipping down the stairs swinging her arms about gaily. "Hi Van!" she chimed as she skipped past him.
"Hi Hitomi," he replied, waving absently.
"Lalaala!" she continued down the stairs.
PING
"Hitomi!" Van cried, whirling about and dashing down the stairs. But the lovely seer had vanished in the non-existent wind.
"Damn…" he muttered, and continued up the stairs again anyway.
Walking into the room he was met with the gargoyles that looked at him blankly and started grinning nervously, sweat beading on their foreheads. Van ignored them and sat down at the table calling for Dilandau, they were only gargoyles, it's not like they were real.
"You. I thought I told you not to come back," growled Dilandau as he appeared in the room carrying rocky.
"Life's not fair, is it?" replied Van taking out a bundle that used to be grapes but were now raisins. "I brought you a treat. I forgot to bring it a week ago."
"Yum."
"Is there something troubling you my boy?" questioned Van giving Dilandau a probing stare.
"No." the albino replied with sincerity looking at the raisins, shrugging, then eating them.
"Oh but there is, I can see it on your face," Dread Judge Fanel said nonchalantly while looking around the room for anything suspicious. A groan wafted from under the table.
"Cheek, cheek, cheek," muttered Dilandau absently as he stroked his scar having been reminded of his beautiful face once more. A raisin escaped his clutches and fell to floor rolling under the table. Dilandau reached for it and looked up and saw Allen lying unconscious below the table.
"THERE IS A MAN UNDER HERE!!!!!" he shrieked jumping away.
"Don't change the subject!" yelled Van rising to his feet, his face turning red with anger. "I know you helped Hitomi escape!"
"Escape? I needed to get rid of that bitch, she was annoying."
"And all of Asturia is burning because of you!" declared Van dramatically sitting back down.
"Really?" Dilandau genuinely smiled, proud. "That is the nicest thing you have ever said to me!"
The two commenced to glare at each other then decided to change topic. Another groan, louder this time, made its way out from under the table.
"So, what did you do, show her the back or side door?" glared Van, tightening his hand into fists.
"Neither. I pushed her off."
"Ugggh," came the voice from beneath the table picking up in intensity.
"You what!? How could you do that to her?!"
"Quite easily, she is annoying."
"UGGGGGGGGHHHH!!!"
"She could have been hurt!"
"Would you rather I kill her?"
"UGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!"
"WILL YOU SHUT UP!!!" screamed Van, kicking the knight square in the jaw. "This figure is new."
Van gingerly picked up the snapped in two Hitomi figure and looked at its rough features. Its face twisted in eternal pain and agony, his beloved Hitomi looked up at him blankly, her beautiful body having been snapped in two.
"I'm taking this," he said pocketing it. "Hitomi will only love me! You showed her the exit!!!" With that Van went into a tantrum smashing items around with his chair. "Think of your mother!"
The image of Zongi popped into Dilandau's head. "Ewww."
"Exactly! But what chance would you have with her!" sighed Van calming down once more and smoothing his hair back (although it's always a mess, it makes no difference).
"Boo hoo."
"Well never you mind Dilandau, she'll be out of your life soon enough, back with me."
"Hurrah."
"Because I know where her hideout is, and tomorrow at dawn, six o'clock sharp, no later, no sooner, I will attack with Guards J through P, and capture all the psychics," he said dramatically, overly winking at Dilandau who stared blankly back. With a flourish of his robes and a few more winks Van vanished down the stairs with a smirk on his face.
With a flourish Allen appeared from under the table, and hit his head. It took him a second to recover, but then he rose to his feet dramatically, despite the fact he had been terribly wounded to the point of incapacitation, but that's not important anymore.
"We have to get to the Court of Psychics! If Van gets there first…!"
"Are you that dumb? It's obviously a trap." Dilandau sighed, rolling his eyes at the knight's stupidity.
"I am a Knight Caeli, trained in military strategy, you poor simple-minded bell ringer. I know a plot when I see one."
"Well you skipped this fic entirely," the albino muttered to himself, before stating, "He's probably going to let us lead him right there."
"No, I think there's something more sinister afoot," Allen pondered, scratching his chin in thought. "Come Dilandau," he cried, heroism shining in his blue eyes, "we must go warn the psychics!"
"Have fun. Hope you die."
"Aren't you coming?"
"No."
"I thought you were Hitomi's friend…!"
"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!" Dilandau fell to the floor, convulsing with laughter.
"Well then…" Allen began, his plan backfired, "I guess…I'll be seeing you then…toodles…" the knight waved, walking out the door, once more perfectly healed.
Rising to his feet, wiping the tears of laugher from his eyes, Dilandau saw his Dragonslayers staring at him, tapping their foots on the wood floor impatiently.
"Yeeeesssss?" Dilandau hissed, narrowing his eyes.
"……"
"What's that rocky?"
"………"
"What? What am I supposed to do, go out and rescue the girl from the jaws of Love and the whole town will cheer like I'm some kind of a hero?!"
"Well, yeah." Miguel replied simply.
"Oh… Don't make me laugh! Ha! Haha ha!" Dilandau scoffed, turning from them. He stared at the remains of his Apocalypse, thinking back to when he had thrown Hitomi off the roof, how satisfying it had felt……
"……………"
"What? Burn the Court of Psychics? Dash all hopes? You're right rocky! I must go!" With that, the albino dashed out the door, the faint sound of maniacal laughter following after.
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Author's Notes: … we love Hitomi, honestly we do. But common! She's so blind to Van's affection! We just took that to the next level…s. Huuu doggy, only about three more chapters (or so) left of this fic! We are *hoping* that it will be finished during Winter Break, oh yeah baby.
Next time: Searching for the 'Court of Psychics', and the return of Folken with another musical number!!
