Meant for Each Other
Hey! Welcome back readers, to read my little chapter. Thanks for all the reviews…I really loved reading it because I have obviously no life ever since school ended. But school is starting again, and that means less postings! Omigod! Yes I know it too, but I will still post it as soon as I can. And I had to go on this trip with my mommie and daddie to watch SCENERY *shudder* I did NOT enjoy it a bit and made them come back a day early. I had to go by ferry, and that meant LONG waiting…at least I had my CD player with me…too bad my wallet is empty and I have no Escaflowne disks…*starts crying* And I can't believe I made you guys wait for this chappie so LONG! I'm deeply sorry. So now this chapter you all been waiting for! But first, the disclaimer…
Disclaimer: the writer of this story owns no Escaflowne material; though it is borrowed, it is not claimed as her material. All she owns are the characters she made up and the places and time NOT found in the series or the movie *me no watch movie yet -_-"*. Besides that, she SUCKS! *writer comes in and puts a hole through him using a BIG bazooka* WAHAHAHAHAHA! NEVER MESS WITH THE WRITER OF THE STORY! AND JUST TO MENTION…VAN RULES!!!!!!! *walks into Van shrine and places posters of Van into it*
Anywise, story time! *Kids come out and shout STORY TIME! *
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Chapter 9
One Identity Revealed
Instantly upon the return to their own cabin, Van collapsed on his bed and slipped into slumber. "Figures…men," Hitomi muttered, rolling her eyes in sarcasm, "thought he wanted to 'discuss' about my identity…"Hitomi unconsciously willed her hand to brush Van's hair away from his closed eyes. Red amber coloured eyes, she remembered, so full of affection for life and stubbornness…the characteristics of Van, so cute in his sleep that Hitomi bent down to study his features closely.
"Princess Hitomi…probably another boring princess, and they actually arranged a proposal without me knowing? Those advisors…I just want to…" Van whispered in his sleep.
Hitomi was stunned. How did he know of the proposal? Sure, close friends of the king know that probably…but how can he be a friend with the king? And he talks in his sleep, Hitomi giggled. But she looked away when her memory reminded her of the proposal from Fanelia.
That is when she saw the sword.
The sword of Fanelia.
Van's sword.
Hitomi's breath stopped. She gazed at the sword, then at Van, then again at the sword. It was a royal sword evidently through its magnificence that a mere merchant would marvel at the sight of. The crest was barely visible from where Hitomi sat, being that it leaned against the far wall. But it was clearly the symbol of Fanelia, Hitomi having learned the knowledge from her tutor. Being that the sword was out of the sheath; the crest glittered as the ray of the moons was reflected. Could Van possibly be the…nah…but the evidence was there, bold and clear. Unless…unless he was a thief who managed to steal it and slop through the fingers of law. But then…wouldn't the disappearance of the royal sword cause panic? Even if they shield the truth, it would be hard to hold it in, and I'm sure I would've heard it by now, especially in Fanelian ground. And besides, Van doesn't seem to be the type to steal something, she thought. Van…she stared at his sleeping form…Van. Then realization dawned in.
Van.
Van Fanel.
Van Slanzar de Fanel.
"Omigod!" Hitomi gasped for air, since holding it for so long, and screamed out.
"WHAT?!" Van stumbled off his bed, snapped out of his dream.
"…"
"WHAT?" Van asked again.
"…"
"What?" He questioned and reached got the blanket that is so full of warmth.
"Nothing, Van Fanel," Hitomi finally gathered herself together and answered, stressing his name when she said it. She pilled the blanket out of Van's reach and wrapped it around herself, enjoying the warmth and the smell of the field that Van provided for her.
Van groaned out of frustration, then stopped. "What did you say?"
"Nothing, Van…" Hitomi said sweetly.
Van sighed in relief.
"Slanzar de Fanel," Hitomi finished, smiling devilishly.
"Oh, so you finally noticed. Took you long enough. So, what is it? Is it the looks, the accidental hints, the dream talk, the wings, the gentleman-characteristics, or I don't know, my name?" Van smirked.
"Ummm…actually all of those, except for the gentleman-characteristics, but mainly your Fanelian sword. It just 'clicked' when I saw it." Hitomi replied, acting intelligent.
"Now Van Slanzar de Fanel, or your majesty, tell me, why do you hate your wings? I can see the hatred in your eyes when you spread them," Hitomi asked, growing serious. Van's face hardened. Finally he managed in a strained voice, "Because I'm born of a cursed clan and therefore is despised, like the rest of them. My mother was a Draconian, but sadly, she passes away. See? Our fate is to curse those around us and so my father, mother, and brother all died. Such is the fate of our people."
"NO! If you're cursed, then why didn't I just die in that garbage hole? Because you saved me. Don't blame you nor your wings, Van. They're beautiful. It's just how when people don't understand the unnatural, those that are different, then that they make up tales. Don't listen to them, listen to yourself and you alone for confidence. Sure, I mean, encouragements and good advice you listen to, but those that pick on what makes you you, you can do without. And you listen to your mistakes, then try to correct them, but never what changes what makes you you. Besides, you can't blame yourself for the deaths of your family; everyone passes away sometime, be it sooner or later, and it isn't your fault. I'm sure they're really happy that they have such a good son," Hitomi tried to change his opinion. She succeeded. What was I talking about? Hitomi questioned herself.
"Thanks, girl from somewhere," Van said in gratitude.
"Hey! I have a name and a place of origin, you know," Hitomi said, lightening the mood, "it's Kanzakia." She quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
"So…you're form Kanzakia, girl," Van said, nodding his head in thought, "are you a fugitive or outlaw running from the law? I can help."
"I have a name. And no, I 'm not a fugitive nor am I an outlaw so don't even think it. Your help in unnecessary, thank you; however, due to your kindness, you have the privilege to sleep on the floor, your majesty," she smiled deviously.
"No way. That's the thing that made me come here in the first place. I'll have none of it," he already replied, "I guess you'll have to share the bed; besides, I'm too tired to move it," he explained, drowsy.
"Like I care," Hitomi yawned.
"And I', still getting closer to finding out your identity, girl," Van said, before sleep took over.
"As if you are," Hitomi replied confidently even though her mind raced crazily, until the sandman sprinkled sleeping dust onto her drooped eyelids.
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maniac bubblicous: well? Is it good? Well…all you got to do is review! Sigh this is so short! Tell me what you think and what should be done and I might just use your idea! Well, I don't really believe Van when he said his wings are a curse because truly, no Van fans will EVER think so…am I right? Anywise, thanks for reading and reviewing and until next time, see you folks!
Maniac Bubblicous ^^~ ^@^
August 31, 2001