Meant for
Each Other
HI! O my
god I'm so sorry! I know that there's been the chapter mix-up thing but it's
because I tried to upload it while f.f.net was done! So sorry and deepest
apologies. So I will probably replace this chapter with the 8th
chapter…I no that some reviews will be deleted so please REVIEW! And if you
have time, please read my other story Hitomi's Decision. It is much better than
this story by my opinion but it's up to you, your greatness REVIEWERS! Oh, and
another thing, there's this site at http://www.animeshack.com
for all you Allen bashers. You just go to Message Boards, then click on
Escaflowne, and lastly, click on Moose Project. There, you get to express your
ideas about the badness of Allen Schezar; we started this project on taking
over the world and bringing Van up to power and putting down Allen, a.k.a the
Moose! But don't worry; it's all in good fun! I am there known as
baby_angel_811. Anywise, disclaimer!
Disclaimer:
The original characters do NOT belong to the writer of this story nor does any
of the things found in the series or movie. All the other things that the
writer created are of hers. *Gets burned by writer* *turns to
crisp*Anywise…story TIME!
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Chapter 8
Clean-up
Day with Feathers Drifting
"You good-for-nothing lazy bums!
Last day you got off easy, but today you are going out as fat pigs and coming
back as swearing pork! Get up!" The sergeant Blood's voice rang out, awakening
everyone. Hitomi rose once again from her slumber with Van by her side. He
again took up most of the bed space and what was left of it, Hitomi used to her
comfort. And once again she realized his cuteness while sleeping. And once
again Van took in the image of Hitomi without her hat.
She is beautiful, plain and simple.
Unlike those that cover themselves with powder and perfume, she is a beauty
without make-up, Van thought. Wonder why Adrian keeps reminding me of this girl
whose fate I'm seemingly intertwined to? And if she uses even a bit of make-up,
will she become even more entrancing? Van's mind ached of confusing thoughts.
Maybe it's the fate trying to tell me something…or someone who I'm destined to
be with…argh, I don't know! His mind blanked out everything except one
thought…the sandy-haired girl was gone, replaced with 'Adrian'. Could Adrian be
a clue to where my destiny lies?
"No time
for sleep, Van…time to get off my bed!" Hitomi taunted playfully.
After a few
moments of sleepiness wearing itself away from both, Van sat up from the bed
and out of surprise, questioned a flabbergasted Hitomi.
"Are we
friends?" he asked drowsily.
"Sure…why
do you ask?" Hitomi flung back, questioning.
"Are we good
friends?" Van ignored the question.
"Yeah…why?"
Hitomi was curious.
"Are we really
good friends?" Van still ignored everything else except for the answer.
"Guess so…WHY?"
Hitomi was getting mad.
"Because if
we are really good friends, and you are a girl, I would immediately propose to
you and you would marry me. If I was a girl, I would marry you," Van finally
answered, sleep shown in his eyes.
"Ummm…"
Hitomi froze, caught in the sudden conversation, "we need to go to Cabin A…"
Van shook
Hitomi by her shoulders violently and asked her harshly if she promises until
she eventually did. "I PROMISE!" and he stopped abruptly. Hitomi then noticed
that he was half asleep and probably didn't mean what he said. She was
extremely relieved.
Van fell on top of Hitomi suddenly
when she was off guard, thinking of her future, and went back to Slumber Land,
his lips centimeters away from Hitomi's own, breathing on her. Hitomi was
immensely startled, but quickly recovered and…
"VAN!"
"What is
it, Merle? Ignore the advisors if they want to discuss the marriage idea…" Van
said groggily, still half asleep.
"GET
OFFA ME, VAN!" Hitomi shouted, blushing a formidable red.
"…WHAT!?"
Van awoke finally, "why am I on top of him?" He questioned
himself, full of blame, as he got off Hitomi.
Hitomi suddenly comprehended that he
has no top on and is showing his bare chest. Hitomi blushed a deeper red and
turned her head away determinedly as she saw the image. She found Van's red top
and threw it at his face.
"No time to
chat…we're late, so let's go already," she mentioned, taking in the time.
"Awww…another
new day?! Mrs. Sergeant thinks up torture and Mr. Sergeant Blood gives out
death. What will we do this time, collect garbage?"
*
* *
"Today you rat brains get a break…again.
Thank Mrs. Sergeant for that…today you will honor the Fanelian grounds by
cleaning it and collecting garbage. You will share the equipment with your
roommate, as well as the prize. The prize is one day off and a
proper feast for you and your roommate, generously given by Mrs. Sergeant. Now
go!"
"Looks like
your wish came true, Van," Hitomi snickered gleefully.
Van just
groaned. And so the soldiers started to gather garbage, all eager to earn a
one-day vacation for themselves.
*
* *
"Aww!"
Hitomi said, disgusted, as she covered her nose, not allowing stench to enter
her nose, "this stinks!"
"I'm just
longing for that one day to sleep in…never thought there was anything harder
then being the King of Fanelia…" Van mumbled ironically, rolling his eyes.
"King of
Fanelia?"
"Ummm…is what the new king of Fanelia would say
if he was here. I mean, you got to pity the guy…he's got the whole country on
his hands, as well as the peace treaty to hold onto with other countries…not to
mention marriage problems. And he's only fifteen," Van tried to cover it up,
somewhat unsuccessful.
Hitomi's
eyes glowed in suspicion. "Since when did you know so much about this guy who
proposed to Princess Hitomi?"
"Hey…like I
said, I'm a good friend of his," Van replied, "and since when did you
know about the proposal? Do you come from Kanzakia? Is that your
secret?"
"You'll
figure it out soon enough…let's get some garbage!" Hitomi set off merrily, with
Van running to catch up to her.
They wandered around aimlessly,
searching carefully like how a predator spies on a prey until the last moment,
pouncing on it, for a scrap of garbage. But they were too late, as the whole
ground of the camp seemed spotlessly clean.
"Oh great!
You just had to start the discussion about the Fanelian king, and
look where it got us? No garbage and no break from this place," Hitomi blamed,
anger rising from the pit of her stomach.
"For your
information," Van shouted indignantly, "I happen to care very much for the king
of Fanelia, because-"
Hitomi was filled with jealousy nagging at her
mind. Why she doesn't know since she doesn't even know the man that stands
before her well enough. All she knows is his appearance, which can be
deceiving, his name, which can be faked, and his stubbornness. Was she-
no…couldn't be. If only Van gave her more attention instead of to this Fanelian
king whom she was to be betrothed to. She hated this king who she will be
betrothed to and probably cause her to lose her freedom. She interrupted his
speech and took each step rather similar to a stomp, except more brutal. "If
you care about this king so much, you go marry him for all I
care. I just want to get through this hellish place and go back to my country…"
"Which is?"
Van inquired sneakily.
"None of your business, wise guy! If you had
minded your own business and not ask questions, therefore arousing your
curiosity, we would at least get some scraps of garbage!" Hitomi
burst in a mood of fury not to be tampered with.
"Just
chill…okay? We'll find something." Van assured an unconvinced Hitomi.
"ARGH! I
GIVE UP! YOU'RE HOPELESS, YOU IDIOT!" Hitomi, hands clenched into fists, wove
her hands in madness through the air and stomped angrily, putting all force
into it.
The ground
collapsed beneath them.
Hitomi screamed in terror as she
dropped quickly, swallowed by the darkness, but still falling. She could have
managed without Van being there, but Van was there…what was she
to do? So she continued falling and dropping to her death. If only Van
wasn't there, she thought, bitter thoughts in her mind. But she didn't blame
him, she was happy for the time that they spent together. But…I need to save
both him and me! How? He is there, watching…falling…NO! I will
save him! But…I didn't use my ability for a long time…what if it fails? No
matter, my life is not important…his is. Wait! What am I saying? I can't…my
identity would then be known…on the other hand…if I don't we would both plunge
to our deaths. Van seemed to make a move to grab her hand, but decided against
it. He thinks I'm too heavy to be pulled up, Hitomi pouted. Instead, Van, also
falling, carried her like a husband would carry his wife when they were just
married. Then, something unexpected happened.
Van grew
wings.
Angel
wings, I swear, Hitomi thought.
White.
White and
beautiful.
These
wings, that Hitomi would later realize as her savior, are pure white and
beautiful as…more beautiful than anything Hitomi had ever seen. She huddled
against him, feeling protected from the dangers of reality. So, he's another
Draconian…what's wrong with that? Hitomi pondered. Nothing, a small voice
inside her rang out. Van looked ashamed, but somewhat relieved at not ending
his life so soon. He quickly set her down onto her two feet, retracted his
angel wings, and stepped far away from Hitomi. He had a face mixed with fear,
anger, curiosity, sadness, and shame carved on his features. No one should feel
that way, Hitomi thought. Judging by the way he had his back to her, he didn't
want anyone to see him, much rather talking to him. Hitomi, however, confronted
him.
"That your
secret, Van?" she asked, almost timid.
"Sort of,"
Van said sadly, feathers and shreds of his top falling and drifting everywhere,
not even taking the slightest glance at her.
"It's fine
by me, Van," she tried to cheer him up, "and to think I called you an idiot
just then when now you saved my life. How did we fall down?"
"You
stomped on rotten wood," Van remarked, surprised at Hitomi's reaction to his
curse, "…this used to be a garbage storage, or a very BIG garbage can, but no
one dumped it and it's been covered up."
"Perfect!"
Hitomi reacted joyfully, "let's get rolling!"
So they gathered and cleared all
sorts and sizes of garbage, never touched by men since their burial until now.
That is, man and woman. It is truly a disgusting job, but
thinking of their reward, they would not allow themselves to slow down.
Finally, when they were satisfied, they packed up, which by this time is
practically dustless.
"How are we
going to show this to Sergeant Blood?" We can't bring all this to him," Hitomi
worried.
"Well…like
they say, if you can't bring it to them, bring them to it," Van replied
knowingly.
"Hitomi
understood immediately. "But we can't get back up unless…" she trailed off.
"Yeah,
yeah, yeah, I know, I know," Van groaned and spread his wings. "I busted my top
anyways…just don't let them see me."
And Van carried Hitomi, once again,
up to the ground surface. It was late, but the soldiers should be coming back
now, so in other words, they still have time to get the prize. After Van
retracted his wings, he found Hitomi saying, "Your wings are beautiful, Van.
Don't try to hide it," which made him blush. He said nothing though.
"Sergeant!
Please take a look at what we've got!" Van requested.
"Why?
Because weaklings like you can't carry them?" The Deathdriver sneered.
Hitomi
couldn't take it. "Well SIR, I doubt that even a man of your size
and strength would be able to lift it," she said sweetly.
"Oh yeah?
Let's see your garbage collection," the sergeant's face went purple with rage.
*
* *
"Ok boys,
lift that thing…or do I have to go in there and do it myself?" the sergeant
commanded, "you, Van and Adrian, are dismissed from this loading of the
garbage, since finding it…enjoy your holiday."
"REALLY?
…Oh, and one more thing…how come you're not lending a hand, sir?" Hitomi asked
with a fake, sweet smile.
"Because,
er…I'm simply too tired from work…" he tried to think up of something.
"Sure,
sure," Hitomi replied mockingly as she and Van walked back to the cabin 'minu'.
As they
were walking, Van finally stated a true fact that shocked Hitomi.
"You're a
girl, aren't you?" He asked quizzically, waiting for her reaction. She
swallowed hesitantly and slightly appeared stunned.
"I'm right,
I can see. When I carried you, I knew you were too light to be a male." He told
her his explanation.
"But what
if I'm just a young, unhealthy, and sick boy?" Hitomi tried to alter the truth.
"No…you
look too healthy to be sick. Even though I know you are a girl, I still don't
know who you are, so…want to talk this over when we get to cabin minu?" he
asked.
"Sure…but
no way you're going to find out," Hitomi replied, a little relieved.
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maniac
bubblicous: Well…my poor fingers! Typing for so long is NOT good for your
fingers, I tell ye! Anywise…please review like always and tell me what you
think! Personally, I think that there's too much dialogue in this whole story
but o well. Whoa…six pages …long! Thanks for reading and…the next chapter won't
be long now! Until then…see all of you readers and reviewers soon! And hope I
find you on the moose project (read front to find out)…BYE!
Maniac Bubblicous ^^~ ^@^
August 21, 2001
