Meant for Each Other
Hi…guess what today is? No, it's not my funeral…I'm not that bad of a writer am I? …It's my birthday! Well…on August 11th anyways…I'm sorry for the lateness of this chapter but fanfiction.net was down and I kind of got lazy to type up this chapter. But it's HERE now…tries to avoid rotten fruit thrown…Thanks again for all the reviews…now that I HAVE a life…sorry for the same two chapters…it's because I tried to upload chapter 6 when fanfiction.net was down and so I have two of the same! But I corrected it…don't worry! ^^~ And also, I wanted to type this up for some reason…I watched this old video on a common girl who got chosen to be the empress of a kingdom, but the kingdom was attacked by enemies wanting to take over and it was also kind of messed inside (the old king who died had a wife who wanted her son to be the king, but the new king is not her son so she tried to assassinate him). The 1000 girls that came to get chosen for the spot of the empress tried to defend the castle. The king surrendered in order to spare the other lives. The empress then sneaked in and gave him a gun to defend himself (one bullet only). But then he killed himself. The girls then kidnapped the enemy's good friend who helped the enemy but doesn't want to anymore. It was an act. But the enemy saw through it but realizes that this scheme was his friend's way of saying that he doesn't want to fight anymore. So they let the girls leave. I know the way I said it is very weird, but the movie is hilarious, but very sad at the end. I actually cried watching it. It was Japanese though. If you want the summary of it, send me an email at hitomikanzaki_2001@hotmail.com …honestly, it has a brilliant plot. O…and I'm kind of wondering what Yu-Gi-Yo is, because it is coming out on September 15 to Kids WB. Anywise…on with the disclaimer! ^^~
Disclaimer: Escaflowne does NOT belong to the author whatsoever…god do I have to say this every time? It makes me MAD not to own it…but I DO own the plot and the characters not found in the series and in the movie. I do NOT own the characters in the series though…
Anywise…story time! ^^~
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Chapter 7
Wounds for Medical Treatment
"Wakey, wakey, oversized sleepyheads. You got to be like they say, "Early bird gets the worm!" The sergeant roared, this time blowing an incredibly loud trumpet.
Hitomi groaned. Last night's experience was not good. Why must that perverted Van come in when I'm bathing? Good thing I'm still a 'boy' according to him, Hitomi thought; ha, the ' I must have mistaken you from the image of your sister whom I have probably seen before' theory made by him is kind of hard to believe, but if he believes it, let it be. Honestly, he can be so dense sometimes. Where is that pervert anyways? Oh yeah, she reminded herself, right beside me…literally. And took most of my bed, she mused.
"More like 'the early worm gets eaten' to me," Hitomi cleverly quoted.
"Ha ha," Van said ironically.
Hitomi realized that Van looked especially cute when he's still sleepy. Hitomi guessed that he didn't sleep well last night either with the 'event'. Still, it's refreshing to wake up to a cute and cuddly face like his, she reflected, amused.
They quickly got dressed, Hitomi being the first to use the bathroom, since Van was the gentleman and Hitomi the lady, despite the fact that Van doesn't seem to know. Cabin A was their destination for the morning. Their energy was low, yet they were determined to make it through the day.
"Today…no boot-campiness, for Mrs. Sergeant, as you will call her, persuaded an unwilling me to instead do…" at this Mr. Sergeant choked out, "medical treatments. Here's you lucky dogs' saviour of the day."
Out came a slim woman covered by the shade of a tree. Hitomi and her fellow soldiers, or would-be soldiers, imagined her to be the exact replica of Mr. Sergeant, or perhaps even stricter for her to control him. "Come on, Sharon. Come out of that shade before the sun goes down," the sergeant urged gently. She did as she was told. Instead of another Mr. Sergeant, a beautiful middle-aged woman came out. Now, they could all see why the mister goes together with the missus; he simply isn't a 'Mr. Sergeant' to her, but a gentle lamb.
"Okay. Now, I will give each of you and your roommate a card and on it will say what kind of injury you have. Pretend, of course. You'll have to wrap the injuries up and we'll provide the ingredients, but you'll have to figure out which to use, clear?" Sharon's small voice floated to all ears. No one fooled around when she talked, in casr the wrath of the sergeant should be brought upon.
Van received a card reading:
Upper injury
Stomach slightly bleeding with poison but still in need of treatment
Head injury
Right arm injury
Neck heavy injury
"Oh great! Why do I get stuck with the heavy injuries?" Van groaned noisily. Being that the sergeant instantly shifted the glare to him, he dared to say nothing more.
"First roommate…start treating!" Sharon yelled.
First, Hitomi dabbed some soft cloth into a watery, cool ointment and spread it upon Van's now bare torso. Van shuddered at the cold. Then, using her feminine touches, she began wrapping endless bandages around his stomach firmly. "There, the ointment should eliminate the poison and the bandage reducing spurt of blood and further journey of the poison." Next was the right arm injury. Bandages were wrapped gently and put in place, almost like a woman's touch, Van thought; Adrian is spending way too much time with girls. Hey, he thought, maybe I could practice on him to treat a lady the proper way. The neck injury was after. Gently, Hitomi put a semi-wet towel on the 'wound' and wiped the 'dry blood' away in case of infection. She then knelt beside the laying Van and lowered herself to see the neatness of the bandaging she had done.
It was then that Van noticed Hitomi had green emerald-like eyes. Her bits of sandy-brown hair stuck out of her old hat. "Why don't you take that hat off?" Van asked curiously. "Hey…you got a pretend neck injury and lost a lot of blood, so I suggest you not to talk" was the reply.
Lastly, the 'head injury'. Hitomi had to sort of loom over him to treat it properly. It was at this time that her red pendant fell out of the folds of Hitomi's clothes, directly dangling above Van from Hitomi's neck. Van's eyes moved right and left as they followed the swinging of the pendant. Hitomi treated his head, not noticing. "You've got nice hair, Van' you treat it well?" Hitomi asked sarcastically. "No…well, not compared to one of the heavenly knight of Asturia, Allen Schezar. He puts on a load of hair gel on his hair to make it nice and shiny, yet he denies it." "Yeah…I've noticed…there, I'm done!" Hitomi said as she breathed on Van's neck, unconsciously.
Van couldn't resist the urge to grab the pendant and study it.
So he did.
"Is this from your 'girlfriend'?" he asked slyly.
"Ummm…sure, why not," Hitomi stuttered, "so don't touch it!"
"I have a feeling that something is not right here; it's just under my nose, yet I can't smell it."
"Your turn," Hitomi tried to change the topic.
Hitomi looked at the card and whooped joyfully. It read:
Minor injury
Slight face injury
Leg poisoned by plant
"HA! In your face, Van!"
"Grrr…" Van could only growl in unhappiness.
So he began treating Hitomi's 'injuries'. First, the face. "A girl's face must be treated nicely, Van," Hitomi pretended a sweet face. Van arched an eyebrow. Hitomi immediately added, "er…so my sister would say." Van shrugged helplessly and continued working on her face. She closed her eyes and relaxed' it was refreshing, not like the push-up day where on e word could cause you five hundred push-ups. Van was done on her face. "Now, your leg, I believe," he said. Hitomi blushed a colour of red. "Nah…it's ok," she said. "What are you talking about? I've got to pass this and you have to, too," van reasoned. "Humph!" Hitomi folded her arms. Van mixed some herbs and applied it onto Hitomi's leg. Folken, his bigger brother, who died dragon-slaying taught hum this; he grew sad. Hitomi blushed and looked at the ground. Van wondered, what was there to be embarrassed about? He was finally done. "My brother taught me how to use herbs when I was young."
Sharon later announced that the best major injury treater was Hitomi, or 'Adrian', and the best minor injury treater/herb user was Van, after examining all the works.
"Van, carry me back to the cabin; I'm pooped," Hitomi requested.
"Sure…like you can carry the likes of me?" Van asked jokingly.
"Bring it on!"
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maniac bubblicous: Soooooo? Good or bad? Tell me! Please review and thanks for reading my chapter! Sorry if there's dissing of Allen in this chapter…it's just that I do not like him very much…so you can guess why I wrote about him that way! Wait for my next chapter…it won't be too long to be out! ^^~
Maniac bubblicous ^^~ ^@^
August 13, 2001