The Unknown Dragon Slayer 11
I had so many reasons to hate this place. I wanted to become a dragon slayer again, but Dilandau thought I wasn't strong enough. What was that about? I had done it before hadn't I? I didn't see why it was so different. Okay, so I didn't remember anything... well.... I remembered something's. Like Dallet, and something about Folken, that I defiantly didn't like.
"Tora," I heard someone say. I hadn't even realized that someone was watching me.
"Huh?" I looked up and saw Gatti.
"Dilandau wants to see you now," He said, opening my cell.
"Why would he want to see me?" I asked, standing up and walking over to him.
"Who knows? All I do is that Dilandau wants to see you for whatever reason." I followed him down the hall and around to a room. "In here," He said, and knocked on the door. It opened and he pushed me in.
"I can walk, sheesh," I said. And the door closed. I looked around the room and saw Dilandau sharpening him sword.
"Tora," He said.
"What?" I asked, kinda snippy. I really didn't want to be here. Especially when he had a new sharp sword. That wasn't the best thing.
He put down the sword and walked over to me. I took a step back and he took a step forward. I didn't like where this was going. And why was he looking at me like that?
"Why do you want to become a dragon slayer again?" He asked.
"Because I believe I can, and I think you need me," I said, and backed up into the wall. He smiled and sly smile, kinda like after he kissed me. I didn't like this at all, not a bit.
"Need you?" He asked. I walked away from him and when I turned around he was watching me intently.
"Fine, you then want me," I said. He eyes flickered and he glared at me. The next thing I new was that I was against the wall. Dilandau's Hands were planted firmly next to my head and they were holding my hands tightly. His face was a few inches away from mine.
"Want you? Why would I??" He asked.
"You tell me, they're your emotions," I said. He looked at my face, and it was very hard to keep strong under the glare of his strong magenta eyes. I watched his eyes and saw they went to my lips. 'This is not good,' I thought. He started to move closer and I tried to move back again, but I had no luck with the wall with there.
He smiled, and all I could do was stand there. He kissed me and wouldn't stop. It was like he didn't want to. I got butterlyflies in my stomach and that feeling going up and down my spine. I had tried to keep him away for so long, I knew this was going to happen! I stamped on his foot and pushed him away with my knee.
"Don't ever do that again!" I said, and moved away from him. He smiled devilishly, and looked at me.
"Didn't like that huh?" He asked.
"Should I have?" I asked. "It wasn't much of a kiss," I said. He glared at me and I glared back. He smiled, and moved so fast I had no idea what in the world he was doing! But I was thrown onto the bed, and he had my hands held tightly against the bed,
"Get off!" I yelled, and kicked and thrashed to make him get off, but he wouldn't budge.
"Why would I? This is fun," He said. "Besides, you owe me," He said.
"That doesn't mean that I'm going to do it!" I yelled. I really didn't like this. He'd been too close for too long. My heart was racing, I could hear it and feel it thumping in my chest. I didn't like it one bit. "What would you want me to do anyway?!" I asked, again trying to get him off.
"Hmm, I can't decide weather it should be you killing yourself or hurting yourself," he said.
"Either way I wouldn't do it!" I yelled. "Now get off!" I kicked and thrashed and tried to make him life himself off but he wouldn't.
"Why do you even bother?" He asked.
"I'm hoping you'll get a clue, now get off," I said. Finally he rolled off. I sighed in relief. I got up off the bed and looked back at him. "You're almost as bad as Folken," I said, and started to leave. I hated him, even more then I had before.
"Heh. You think I care?" He asked, and got off the bed.
"You shouldn't but you do, open the door," I said.
"Do I?" He asked.
"Yes, now open the door!"
"I think you just want me to care," He said, and moved over to the door. But to do that, he had to pass me. I watched him carefully, and when he got close to me I backed away. He had been watching me and laughed.
"You're scared now?" He asked.
"I'm never scared," I said. He smiled, and walked up to me. I backed off, only to realize my mistake. Now he knows that I was scared, and that I didn't like him being so close. "Don't come near me," I said, and back off into a wall. "Great," I whispered, and looked at the wall. I slid my hands against it, looking for something I could use.
"Then what are you now?" He asked. I didn't answer, instead I just told him to open the door again. He laughed and walked over. He punched in the code, and the door opened. I cautiously walked over and stayed away from him. He smiled and I was almost out when the Zibach shook and his sword came down and sliced my leg.
"Agh!" I said, and bent down to see how bad it was. it hurt, and blood was spilling out like a small stream. "This is not good," I said, and put my hand over it, trying to slow the bleeding, but blood seeped through my fingers.
"Tora! You're hurt...." Dilandau said, and walked over to me. He sat down by me and tried removed my hand, with some trouble too. "You have to move your hand or I can't see how bad it is," He said, and tried to my hand away, again. "Stop resisting," He said, and tried to pull it away again.
"I don't need help, especially from you," I said, and pushed him away.
"Tora! I don't care for what you're saying right now, but if Folken finds out that you got hurt and I sat here and didn't do anything he'd be mad.
"So go get some help," I said. He walked over and tried to open the door.
"What's wrong?" I asked, after watching him enter the code several times. "It won't open," he said.
"What?" I asked. "Why not?"
"We're in a level stone field. If we hit one it could have set off the defense systems, none of the doors will open, unless a fire starts," He said.
"So I'm stuck here with you, that's peachy," I said, and looked back at my leg. My head was getting spiny and where I was sitting was kinda, getting bloody.
"You're bleeding too much," he said, and came down next to me. He tried to move my hand again, and I made it clear I didn't want his help.
"Listen Tora, I'm not too thrilled that it's you I'm in here with either. But right now, you're hurt and I'm the only person who can help you, other wise, you're going to die," he said, and looked at me. I looked up and when I saw his eyes, well, the way he was looking at me. All the emotions I could see even though he was trying to hide them. Wondering, hate, and worry. Worry? That couldn't be right.
"Fine," I said, and moved my hand. He looked a little concerned and glanced up at me. He took off his shirt and armor. He ripped off a long strip and wiped off the blood surrounding the gash on my leg. My face winced with pain, and I tried to hide it, but he was looking at my face when it happened.
"I take it that it hurts," He said, and wrapped another cloth around my leg, and tied it tightly.
"No, not really," I said. He smiled.
"You're kinda like me," He said. "You have to get to the bed," He said.
"What?" I asked.
"It'll be easier to fix it if You're up higher, and I don't think you'll want to be on any hard wood," he said.
"I'm not going onto the bed-" I started to say, but Dilandau cut me off.
"Tora, you actually think that I would try to kiss you when you're hurt and can't defend yourself?" he asked and laughed. "If I was going to I would be making out with you by now," He said.
"I guess that's right, but who said that I would let you?" I asked. He smiled, and started to pick me up. "What are you doing?" I asked.
"There is no way you can walk with your leg damaged that way," He said. I watched him, looking for something to give away that he was going to try something, but nothing came up.
"Okay," I said, and wrapped my arms slowly around his neck. He lifted me with ease, actually. I felt so light and helpless. Like I couldn't do anything, and I pretty much couldn't. We walked over to the bed, and set me down gently.
"You're actually light," He said.
"What, you think that I'd be heavy?" I asked.
"No, I just thought you'd be a little heavier," he said.
"Oh thanks," I said. He smiled, and pulled up my pant leg. "What?!" I asked rather mad. He covered my mouth and looked at me.
"I have to see the whole cut," He said, and turned back to my leg. I looked at it saw it went from my knee to the middle of my shin. He gently placed his hand on my leg, near the cut and I jumped up. I couldn't even stop myself from yelling out.
"AGH!" I yelled, and Dilandau looked at me in surprise. I was panting and I was bleeding a lot.
"It hurts," he said, and looked back.
"No, I'm okay," I said, to prove he was right he put his hand back and made it go closer to the gash. "Agh..." I said, and pushed his hand away. "okay, it does, but only when you touch it," I said, and bit my lip. A bad habit I have. Whenever I'm hurt or worried I bit my lip.
"This is not going to be so easy," He said, and ripped off more from his shirt. He applied pressure and looked at my face. My lip was bleeding from biting it and blood was spilling down it too. "Hey, cut that out," He said, and whipped the trial away.
"Sorry," I said. "This is not good," I said, and put my hand on my head. It was getting worse, I had a headache and everything was spinning around me.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"My head," I said, and lied down.
"Tora? Don't black out you here me?" He asked. I looked at him and gave him a look kinda like, 'You think I'm going out this easily?' He smiled and looked back at my leg. But I was going to be out in a few minutes. Nothing was in focus and I couldn't concentrate.
"Dilandau," I said, and closed my eyes. I didn't trust him alone with me, but what could I do?
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I... I can't stay..." I said, and my head was rolling back and forth. I opened my eyes a bit and I saw him smiling.
"I love seeing you," he said. I looked at him like he was crazy. "Love seeing you like this," He said, I got mad and with the energy I had I kicked him. He seemed surprised that I could, and smiled.
"I love seeing you hurt and bleeding," I said, and closed my eyes.
"Likewise," he said, and walked out. "The alarm system should have gone off by now," he said, but that was all I herd before I blacked out. * * *
I woke up and was rather drowsy. My head hurt and my eyes didn't focus right away. My leg felt kinda weird and like it had been asleep, or that someone had numbed it. I looked around and saw Dilandau sitting at a desk writing on some paper.
"What?" I asked, sitting up. Dilandau looked up and when he saw me up he gave a little smile, but only for a second.
"About time you woke up," He said, and started working again.
"Well sorry," I said, and looked away.
"Don't be so touchy," he said, and watched me again.
"What happened? I know that I blacked out, but after that," I said.
"Viole came and fixed your leg," he said. I moved the covers off my leg and saw that the whole gash was covered in a bandage. There was just a thin little mark to show where it had been bleeding so much.
"But how?" I asked. It had been huge and now it looked like a scratch.
"Special meds that Folken gave him," Dilandau said, and glanced to see how well it worked. "Hmm, looks okay," he said, and looked at me again.
"It feels kinda weird," I said, and ran my hand along the bandage
"Viole had to numb the gash, it would have been to much pain for a women like you to handle," Dilandau said, and gave a half smile.
"I would have been able to handle it. I'm not you," I said, and started to get up.
"Hold it, Folken said you're not supposed to move that much, you have to stay here for the next 3 days, Folkens orders," Dilandau said.
"You mean that I have to stay here with you?" I asked, swinging my legs over the side of the bed.
"I'm not happy about it either, but like I said, orders," He said, and started to work again. This was not going to be fun. But I was kinda helpless and Dilandau said that he wouldn't try anything. I just hope that he wasn't lying.
"Guess I'll just have to trust you on that...." I said. I stud up, just to see how he would respond. He watched me and I asked, "Aren't you going to scold me?" He raised an eyebrow and I looked down. There was no way I was going to look at him now. He always looked too cute doing that. I shook my head, partly to get out the idea of Dilandau being cute, and partly to make my head stop spinning.
"Whatever, you're just not supposed to do any sword fighting or anything, nothing that might hurt you," he said. I walked around the room. I had never really gotten to look at it. It was kinda like mine, well, what mine had been. I looked down at my bandage again, I silently gasped as I saw it was gushing blood again. Suddenly my leg collapsed and I landed on the floor with a hard thud.
"Agh! How did that happen again?" I asked, and looked at my leg. Turns out it was bleeding more then I thought.
"Tora, you okay?" Dilandau asked and walked over to me.
"Fine and Dandy," I said, and tried to stand up again. I was almost up straight when my legs gave out again.
"Obviously not, let me help you," He said, and came down next to me. He wrapped him arm around my waist and glanced at me to see how I was taking it. He gave a quick smile. "You're blushing," He said.
"I am not," I said, and covered my face.
"Then why are you hiding?" he asked, and removed my hands. I didn't know why, but it was like I was more comfortable with him now. Like something had happened. "Yes you are, faintly but you are," he said.
"Why would you be looking anyway?" I asked, and glanced at him. "Now you're blushing!" I said, and looked again._
"Am not," he said, and turned around. I gabbed his shoulder to spin him around, but I stopped.
"Do you feel that?" I asked.
"Huh? Feel what?" He asked, and turned around. I pulled my hand away and the feeling left. Like, as soon as I wasn't touching Dilandau anymore, it wasn't there.
"That...... you didn't feel it?" I asked.
"I don't know what it is until you tell me," He said. I put my hand on his shoulder again, and he looked at me. "Huh?" He asked.
"Now do you feel it?" I asked. He nodded. It was faint, but it was there. Like.... like a fire in my heart, or something. I pulled my hand back and then it was gone. "What was it?" I asked. He shook his head and looked at me. I did it again, but it wasn't there. "Now it's gone..." I said, and brought my hand back.
"Let me try," he said, but instead of putting his hand on my shoulder he put it on my cheek. It was there, and it was stronger then it had been when I was touching his shoulder. He pulled him hand back and looked at me. "What is it?" He asked.
"I have no idea," I said, and put my hand on his face. It wasn't as strong. Dilandau raised his hand and put it on mine. I looked at his hand and then at him. "It... it got stronger," I said. My heart was pounding and I was breathing a little faster. Why was I feeling like this now?
"Can I try something?" he asked, bringing his hand down, and taking mine with it. I nodded and he leaned closer to me. The next thing I knew was that he was kissing me, my eyes we closing all on their own! The feeling was banging my heart around like a drum, or like how the crash dummies are thrown from the car as soon as the car hits the wall. His grip on my hand tightened a little.
He pulled away and I followed him a little. But he pulled away too fast. We looked at each other and I could tell I was blushing a lot. But so was he.
"You're blushing," I said, and looked at him.
"So are you," He said. I covered my face and thought about what just happened. "That never happened when I kissed you before.... why did it now?" He asked.
"I have no idea," I said. I took my hands away from my face and thought. I looked at him and he was studding my face. I blushed a little more and looked down. I saw from the top of my eye that he smiled.
"Why do you keep hiding?" He asked and brought my head up. "You look cute when you're blushing," He said. I blushed more and he gave a half smile.
"You look cute when you're smiling," I said, and he blushed. "And blushing," I said.
"Don't I always?" He asked.
"Well, yeah, but you look even better now," I said. But I was secretly bewildered. How was it that we hated each other just a few days ago, and now we were tell each other how cute the other one was. I honestly didn't understand how it had happened. I had to figure out how this had happened and how it had become. And why is it that Dilandau gave me this feeling now? And not all the other times.