Meant for Each Other
OMG! I'm so incredibly sorry! So sorry that I'll go crazy if I get any crazier! Honest! I did type this chapter out a week ago, but my computer went screwy and deleted it.when I tried opening it, *sniff * all of it was gone! I almost literally kicked my computer! But realizing that I need it for future chapters, I persuaded myself not to. LOL I'm usually not that civilized though. Then I had this one-week vacation where my parents dragged me to see BUILDINGS! Can you believe it? O I could go to the mall and it would still be a building, wouldn't it? LOL But these are of course excuses on why I didn't type out the new chapter.I'm just SO lazy! God.so lazy I can't believe myself! And now I feel guilty as a fan fiction writer not to write! I mean it's a DUTY AND RESPONSIBILITY! *Laughs out loud* There! I finally typed this out! Most of my friends don't approve of my 'Escaflowne' raving (well, some do), but of course you guys do (I hope)! Anyways, here's the next chapter!
Warning/Author's Note: There's a REALLY bad song in here written by me! It goes by the tune of that soldier thingy/the girl's shampoo (~strong and beautiful just like you~).. which I forgot the name of. God, now I'm so ashamed! LOL.anyways.it's due to chocolate overflow.and so if you don't like it, it's not my fault.blame the chocolate *which I have already eaten up*
Disclaimer: Of course! *Slaps forehead* I almost forgot the disclaimer! How long has it been since I typed? God! Anyways.Escaflowne and its characters, places, settings, do NOT belong to me, but instead belong to its rightful creators, such as Bandai, etc. All I did was borrow the characters; they do not belong to me, so no suing! All the new character, etc. are of mine.
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Chapter 12
A Run for Your Life
"Today.no more games! No babies allowed in my training grounds! Get up by yourselves or I'll make you.sweat is all you're getting. So get up!" The sergeant yelled at the cabins, being very similar to a noisy rooster, save for the exception of being equipped with a pair of cymbals.
And again.
"Van!"
Thus began a new day.
* * *
"Today, we're going to tense up your leg muscles by running, jogging, marching, and whatever you scum can think up. Now we will begin with a march.so, form six lines; each line will have ten people. We will march around the training grounds ten times, and follow the lead of Mrs. Sergeant as she counts. I will do the marching song.now march!"
Therefore they began marching, Van behind Hitomi. He blushed when he noticed how Hitomi's hips sway gently, attracting him. Think something else, Fanel.okay.how about that time when she was in the tub? No Fanel! Just don't think. Oh great, now I'm thinking even harder, he thought. Good work, Fanel. You're welcome, his mind replied gleefully.
The sergeant began shouting out the marching song:
~Marching, marching, here we go,
When we stop we do not know.
Our sergeant tells us what is what,
But we march on, that is that.
Have to get through this place of hell,
We are stuck here but not in a cell.
To prove ourselves we must go through,
Anything and everything that they brew.
Swimming, fighting, swordsmanship,
To be a top soldier we took a little trip.
From every place on the face of Gaea,
To this unbearable place in Fanelia.
Have to get through this place of hell,
We are stuck here but not in a cell.
To prove ourselves we must go through,
Anything and everything that they brew.
But now let's think of the reward,
When you finish you'll never be bored.
With princesses, females, and all girls,
Your heart will be doing lots of hurls.
Have to get through this place of hell,
We are stuck here but not in a cell.
To prove ourselves we must go through,
Anything and everything that they brew.
Fame and fortune, whatever you name,
Your life will never become lame.
Just don't treat this like a game,
For right now, everything is the same. ~
"Does he ever sing bad," Van commented.
"Ummm.that's singing?" Hitomi replied, rolling her eyes in sarcasm.
"At least his message is good," Van said, marching behind Hitomi, watching her move.
"'With princesses, females, and all girls?' Not for me! I am a p--" Hitomi immediately shut up, realizing at the last moment her almost revealed identity is not to be told.
"A what? Let me guess.a female priest? A page? A palace guard? A partner in business? A participant in a race? A patrol? A pauper? A phantom? A physician? A pickpocket? A predecessor? A pygmy? A princess? Who or what are you?" Van whispered curiously.
"I'm nothing!" Hitomi hissed, bewildered at the last remark.
"Attention! Now.we hold a running competition. I hope that you all warmed up what with the march. Get ready.! The group with first names from A to M will compete against themselves until they produce a winner. The group with first names from N to Z will do so also. Then the champion from each group will compete against each other. You may start!"
Hitomi has confidence in herself. She prided herself on her agility and will defend it if necessary. No way was she going to miss a challenge this great. She loved the winds blowing at her face as she run and had trained herself since an infant. She will win, she was sure of it.
Her first competitor was a man called Matthew. He was a mean-looking brute with many scars, results from previous battles. It seemed like he has been through much and could endure anything, let alone a run. It is a puzzlement why he is even here for training. However, Hitomi was undaunted and determined to win.
"You're going down, chump," Matthew snarled.
"And I'm dragging you with me," Hitomi faked a voice. She noticed that while Matthew was very muscular with his upper body, he isn't very strong with the legs. An advantage.
"Racers.ready.set.go!"
And they're off, Hitomi against Matthew and Van against another. Hitomi gained the upper hand easily while Van struggled a little, but in the end they both won, she being Hitomi and he being Van. Competing against several runners after, they eliminated the competition that stood in their way. Finally it was their turn to compete against each other, both being the champion of their group.
"How did you win all those-" Hitomi started to question him as they got in the running position.
"Some were smart enough to recognize a Fanelian king when they see one," Van whispered and winked.
"So you cheated? Or rather.they let you win?" She asked, stunned.
"I had to beat the stupid ones," Van answered good-naturedly.
"I'm not letting you win." Hitomi said fiercely.
'What must be must be' was the reply.
"Ready.set.go!" The sergeant yelled, but not before he handed Hitomi a tiny strange looking necklace, "Good luck charm," he had said evilly.
And they're off!
Hitomi was in the lead and enjoying it. Experience pays off. One should always exercise, especially royalty. She already tasted triumph, but she didn't really care. She cares about the wind whipping at her face. She feels like a part of the wind, so nourishing at times and destructive at others. The finish line was just ahead. If she could just gather more strength and.
Suddenly a figure came up behind her, she saw from the corner of her eyes. No! She must make it.her pride, it depended on it. She ran harder, breathing faster and heavier. But Van wasn't discouraged; he caught up with her, like running for his life. Loud thunder-like booms rang out behind her, but she didn't care. Her vision and thoughts were blurred except for the line.the line that determines her victory. It was within sight.just a few more steps.Kanzaki, you can make it.just stretch your legs! The finish line.just one more step and one more breath.just give me the power! One more.
"Just on time!" the sergeant giggled like a giddy schoolgirl.
"Van! You don't tackle people down when they're--" Hitomi shouted furiously, hitting his chest hard with her fists. Then a ball of fire whizzed past her right ear. She looked at Van for an explanation but instead found a caution to calm down. The booming became louder. Swiftly Van pulled Hitomi and himself up and ran, holding her hand. "Dragon," he murmured and ran, leading the way, "here's the time to prove your speed."
Another blast of fire struck beside the 'targets'. Van protectively hugged Hitomi to him, but later decided to instead swing her over his shoulders, carrying her. "I can run!" Hitomi retorted, gently clutching his red top with one hand and hitting him softer than last time on the back. "Van! Watch out!" Hitomi suddenly screamed. Van ducked and landed on Hitomi. As he got up, he noticed something that he had not seen on Hitomi before. It was a greenish-blue fluid inside a tiny container. Not being hesitant, he scooped it out of a blushing Hitomi's hollow of the neck. It seemed familiar.
Van pushed Hitomi away as the flying dragon landed in between them, or rather, on top of them if they had not moved. The end of the dragon's tail by then had made a slight cut on Van's face. Not to leave a scar or anything (Author's note: I would never personally do that to Van), but enough for the poison. He noticed a slight sting and knew it was the poison, yet as not to worry Hitomi further, he ignored it. "Girl.run!" Van yelled. "Not without you!" Hitomi ran back and hugged him briefly before turning her attention back to the dragon. What did I just do? Hitomi thought, o well.no time to think.time to act. Van was somewhat contented, but certainly not relieved.of course! That's what the greenish-blue fluid reminded him of.Van explained quickly to Hitomi while he worked and at the same time, to escape the dragon's clutches, "the thing that you were wearing is a female's scent.no doubt that dragon is a male. I guess that he smelled the scent and it is mating season, so.well, you can figure out the rest." "Then why did it attack us.to slow us down?" Hitomi asked, unable to keep curiosity out. "Desperate, I think.a dragon had bad eyesight so it can't tell the difference," Van answered, "there! Done!" And with that he threw the container now mixed with something else deep into the forest. The dragon, however, did not go for it; it sniffed the air and instead flew elsewhere.
What did you do?" Hitomi asked admiringly.
"Let's just say the female's taken, or so the dragon thinks; I mixed my bottle of male dragon scent with yours. A Dragon King is supposed to know these things," Van said, head held high as they walked back to the place where it began.
"So.none of you win," the sergeant snorted uncontrollably.
"Not quite," Sharon, or Mrs. Sergeant came into view.
"What do you mean, Sharon?" They never reached the finish line and--" Sharon shushed him.
"That's because of you.besides sweetie, Van is." and this she whispered into his ear. The sergeant's face turned pale. He stood speechless.
Sharon strolled over to Van and curtsied. She then whispered, "May you live a long and beautiful life, your Majesty. I doubt that my husband will remember tomorrow, so don't you fret."
"How did you know?" Van stood, curious.
"Please," Sharon snorted unlady-likely, "the name, the little hints and clues, and besides, I heard what you said to my husband last time. I do live in Fanelia," she then smiled motherly as she glanced at Hitomi, "and may I say, you've certainly picked a fine lady, and though I do not know of her, she is as noble as nowadays royalty" She winked at Van.
"How did you know that she's a--" Van nearly choked out.
"It's rather quite obvious to a woman.the little awkward movements that she had beside you, you know.I can see the relationship between you and her. And besides, how do you think I became my husband's wife in the first place?" She poked him in the ribs playfully, looked admiringly at the surroundings, and walked away. "Too much information." Van mumbled, speechless.
"Right then.I declare Van the win--" the sergeant finally snapped out of his trance.
"No honey," the distant voice of Sharon rang out clear as a bell, "'Adrian' would've won if not for you."
"Fine.Adrian Kansaki.you are the champion of this event."
As they walked back, Hitomi on the left and Van on the right, she noticed Van's face slightly red and his eyes, his amber eyes deep in thought.
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Maniac bubblicous: YEA! I finally typed it out! Whoa seven pages.I feel so happy! And don't think that I abandoned you faithful readers, because I hope I would never do that and leave you hanging! LOL still, compared to other authors, I write way too less.they would write for each chapter, guess what.at least 30 pages! OMG I was like so amazed! As usual, take a minute or two to type in your review/comment for this chapter! My life depends on those.honest! LOL until then!
Maniac bubblicous ^^~ ^@^
January 2, 2002
OMG! I'm so incredibly sorry! So sorry that I'll go crazy if I get any crazier! Honest! I did type this chapter out a week ago, but my computer went screwy and deleted it.when I tried opening it, *sniff * all of it was gone! I almost literally kicked my computer! But realizing that I need it for future chapters, I persuaded myself not to. LOL I'm usually not that civilized though. Then I had this one-week vacation where my parents dragged me to see BUILDINGS! Can you believe it? O I could go to the mall and it would still be a building, wouldn't it? LOL But these are of course excuses on why I didn't type out the new chapter.I'm just SO lazy! God.so lazy I can't believe myself! And now I feel guilty as a fan fiction writer not to write! I mean it's a DUTY AND RESPONSIBILITY! *Laughs out loud* There! I finally typed this out! Most of my friends don't approve of my 'Escaflowne' raving (well, some do), but of course you guys do (I hope)! Anyways, here's the next chapter!
Warning/Author's Note: There's a REALLY bad song in here written by me! It goes by the tune of that soldier thingy/the girl's shampoo (~strong and beautiful just like you~).. which I forgot the name of. God, now I'm so ashamed! LOL.anyways.it's due to chocolate overflow.and so if you don't like it, it's not my fault.blame the chocolate *which I have already eaten up*
Disclaimer: Of course! *Slaps forehead* I almost forgot the disclaimer! How long has it been since I typed? God! Anyways.Escaflowne and its characters, places, settings, do NOT belong to me, but instead belong to its rightful creators, such as Bandai, etc. All I did was borrow the characters; they do not belong to me, so no suing! All the new character, etc. are of mine.
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Chapter 12
A Run for Your Life
"Today.no more games! No babies allowed in my training grounds! Get up by yourselves or I'll make you.sweat is all you're getting. So get up!" The sergeant yelled at the cabins, being very similar to a noisy rooster, save for the exception of being equipped with a pair of cymbals.
And again.
"Van!"
Thus began a new day.
* * *
"Today, we're going to tense up your leg muscles by running, jogging, marching, and whatever you scum can think up. Now we will begin with a march.so, form six lines; each line will have ten people. We will march around the training grounds ten times, and follow the lead of Mrs. Sergeant as she counts. I will do the marching song.now march!"
Therefore they began marching, Van behind Hitomi. He blushed when he noticed how Hitomi's hips sway gently, attracting him. Think something else, Fanel.okay.how about that time when she was in the tub? No Fanel! Just don't think. Oh great, now I'm thinking even harder, he thought. Good work, Fanel. You're welcome, his mind replied gleefully.
The sergeant began shouting out the marching song:
~Marching, marching, here we go,
When we stop we do not know.
Our sergeant tells us what is what,
But we march on, that is that.
Have to get through this place of hell,
We are stuck here but not in a cell.
To prove ourselves we must go through,
Anything and everything that they brew.
Swimming, fighting, swordsmanship,
To be a top soldier we took a little trip.
From every place on the face of Gaea,
To this unbearable place in Fanelia.
Have to get through this place of hell,
We are stuck here but not in a cell.
To prove ourselves we must go through,
Anything and everything that they brew.
But now let's think of the reward,
When you finish you'll never be bored.
With princesses, females, and all girls,
Your heart will be doing lots of hurls.
Have to get through this place of hell,
We are stuck here but not in a cell.
To prove ourselves we must go through,
Anything and everything that they brew.
Fame and fortune, whatever you name,
Your life will never become lame.
Just don't treat this like a game,
For right now, everything is the same. ~
"Does he ever sing bad," Van commented.
"Ummm.that's singing?" Hitomi replied, rolling her eyes in sarcasm.
"At least his message is good," Van said, marching behind Hitomi, watching her move.
"'With princesses, females, and all girls?' Not for me! I am a p--" Hitomi immediately shut up, realizing at the last moment her almost revealed identity is not to be told.
"A what? Let me guess.a female priest? A page? A palace guard? A partner in business? A participant in a race? A patrol? A pauper? A phantom? A physician? A pickpocket? A predecessor? A pygmy? A princess? Who or what are you?" Van whispered curiously.
"I'm nothing!" Hitomi hissed, bewildered at the last remark.
"Attention! Now.we hold a running competition. I hope that you all warmed up what with the march. Get ready.! The group with first names from A to M will compete against themselves until they produce a winner. The group with first names from N to Z will do so also. Then the champion from each group will compete against each other. You may start!"
Hitomi has confidence in herself. She prided herself on her agility and will defend it if necessary. No way was she going to miss a challenge this great. She loved the winds blowing at her face as she run and had trained herself since an infant. She will win, she was sure of it.
Her first competitor was a man called Matthew. He was a mean-looking brute with many scars, results from previous battles. It seemed like he has been through much and could endure anything, let alone a run. It is a puzzlement why he is even here for training. However, Hitomi was undaunted and determined to win.
"You're going down, chump," Matthew snarled.
"And I'm dragging you with me," Hitomi faked a voice. She noticed that while Matthew was very muscular with his upper body, he isn't very strong with the legs. An advantage.
"Racers.ready.set.go!"
And they're off, Hitomi against Matthew and Van against another. Hitomi gained the upper hand easily while Van struggled a little, but in the end they both won, she being Hitomi and he being Van. Competing against several runners after, they eliminated the competition that stood in their way. Finally it was their turn to compete against each other, both being the champion of their group.
"How did you win all those-" Hitomi started to question him as they got in the running position.
"Some were smart enough to recognize a Fanelian king when they see one," Van whispered and winked.
"So you cheated? Or rather.they let you win?" She asked, stunned.
"I had to beat the stupid ones," Van answered good-naturedly.
"I'm not letting you win." Hitomi said fiercely.
'What must be must be' was the reply.
"Ready.set.go!" The sergeant yelled, but not before he handed Hitomi a tiny strange looking necklace, "Good luck charm," he had said evilly.
And they're off!
Hitomi was in the lead and enjoying it. Experience pays off. One should always exercise, especially royalty. She already tasted triumph, but she didn't really care. She cares about the wind whipping at her face. She feels like a part of the wind, so nourishing at times and destructive at others. The finish line was just ahead. If she could just gather more strength and.
Suddenly a figure came up behind her, she saw from the corner of her eyes. No! She must make it.her pride, it depended on it. She ran harder, breathing faster and heavier. But Van wasn't discouraged; he caught up with her, like running for his life. Loud thunder-like booms rang out behind her, but she didn't care. Her vision and thoughts were blurred except for the line.the line that determines her victory. It was within sight.just a few more steps.Kanzaki, you can make it.just stretch your legs! The finish line.just one more step and one more breath.just give me the power! One more.
"Just on time!" the sergeant giggled like a giddy schoolgirl.
"Van! You don't tackle people down when they're--" Hitomi shouted furiously, hitting his chest hard with her fists. Then a ball of fire whizzed past her right ear. She looked at Van for an explanation but instead found a caution to calm down. The booming became louder. Swiftly Van pulled Hitomi and himself up and ran, holding her hand. "Dragon," he murmured and ran, leading the way, "here's the time to prove your speed."
Another blast of fire struck beside the 'targets'. Van protectively hugged Hitomi to him, but later decided to instead swing her over his shoulders, carrying her. "I can run!" Hitomi retorted, gently clutching his red top with one hand and hitting him softer than last time on the back. "Van! Watch out!" Hitomi suddenly screamed. Van ducked and landed on Hitomi. As he got up, he noticed something that he had not seen on Hitomi before. It was a greenish-blue fluid inside a tiny container. Not being hesitant, he scooped it out of a blushing Hitomi's hollow of the neck. It seemed familiar.
Van pushed Hitomi away as the flying dragon landed in between them, or rather, on top of them if they had not moved. The end of the dragon's tail by then had made a slight cut on Van's face. Not to leave a scar or anything (Author's note: I would never personally do that to Van), but enough for the poison. He noticed a slight sting and knew it was the poison, yet as not to worry Hitomi further, he ignored it. "Girl.run!" Van yelled. "Not without you!" Hitomi ran back and hugged him briefly before turning her attention back to the dragon. What did I just do? Hitomi thought, o well.no time to think.time to act. Van was somewhat contented, but certainly not relieved.of course! That's what the greenish-blue fluid reminded him of.Van explained quickly to Hitomi while he worked and at the same time, to escape the dragon's clutches, "the thing that you were wearing is a female's scent.no doubt that dragon is a male. I guess that he smelled the scent and it is mating season, so.well, you can figure out the rest." "Then why did it attack us.to slow us down?" Hitomi asked, unable to keep curiosity out. "Desperate, I think.a dragon had bad eyesight so it can't tell the difference," Van answered, "there! Done!" And with that he threw the container now mixed with something else deep into the forest. The dragon, however, did not go for it; it sniffed the air and instead flew elsewhere.
What did you do?" Hitomi asked admiringly.
"Let's just say the female's taken, or so the dragon thinks; I mixed my bottle of male dragon scent with yours. A Dragon King is supposed to know these things," Van said, head held high as they walked back to the place where it began.
"So.none of you win," the sergeant snorted uncontrollably.
"Not quite," Sharon, or Mrs. Sergeant came into view.
"What do you mean, Sharon?" They never reached the finish line and--" Sharon shushed him.
"That's because of you.besides sweetie, Van is." and this she whispered into his ear. The sergeant's face turned pale. He stood speechless.
Sharon strolled over to Van and curtsied. She then whispered, "May you live a long and beautiful life, your Majesty. I doubt that my husband will remember tomorrow, so don't you fret."
"How did you know?" Van stood, curious.
"Please," Sharon snorted unlady-likely, "the name, the little hints and clues, and besides, I heard what you said to my husband last time. I do live in Fanelia," she then smiled motherly as she glanced at Hitomi, "and may I say, you've certainly picked a fine lady, and though I do not know of her, she is as noble as nowadays royalty" She winked at Van.
"How did you know that she's a--" Van nearly choked out.
"It's rather quite obvious to a woman.the little awkward movements that she had beside you, you know.I can see the relationship between you and her. And besides, how do you think I became my husband's wife in the first place?" She poked him in the ribs playfully, looked admiringly at the surroundings, and walked away. "Too much information." Van mumbled, speechless.
"Right then.I declare Van the win--" the sergeant finally snapped out of his trance.
"No honey," the distant voice of Sharon rang out clear as a bell, "'Adrian' would've won if not for you."
"Fine.Adrian Kansaki.you are the champion of this event."
As they walked back, Hitomi on the left and Van on the right, she noticed Van's face slightly red and his eyes, his amber eyes deep in thought.
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Maniac bubblicous: YEA! I finally typed it out! Whoa seven pages.I feel so happy! And don't think that I abandoned you faithful readers, because I hope I would never do that and leave you hanging! LOL still, compared to other authors, I write way too less.they would write for each chapter, guess what.at least 30 pages! OMG I was like so amazed! As usual, take a minute or two to type in your review/comment for this chapter! My life depends on those.honest! LOL until then!
Maniac bubblicous ^^~ ^@^
January 2, 2002