Hiya everybody! I told ya chapter 4 would be up soon, and see, I was
right.
It's going to be short—I'm just typing this, that actual chappie hasn't been typed yet. But I figured if I did a songfic on Hitomi why not do one on Van? Like, it's not a songfic—it might be…but it's about Van Fanel, and his life, and what he thinks about Hitomi (you're probably thinking, whoa, wait, didn't she already do a little in chapter one?) and how much his misses Pierre. By the way, do you think I should chuck Folken in the mix? And Merle? And Allen? And…the rest of the gang? Or should I just keep it like this? I was going to have Nihon be Merle, but then I thought…Merle's too nice (adorable) to be a snob.
Um…it might be short. In fact, I think it will be. (Have I said this already…?)
Disclaimer: Escaflowne is not mine, and neither is Vampire Princess Miyu. *Clutches pendant and screws eyes shut* I wish for Escaflowne to belong to me, I wish—hey, if it worked for Hitomi and the gang it ought to work for me! You can't say no to my screwed logic!
Now, to the Story!
Yaaaah! (OK…strange…)
Chapter Four: Van
I thought love was only true in Faery Tales
Meant for someone else but not for me
Van closed his eyes, conjuring the sword from the air. Recently he had learned to make it move by itself. The technique was tiring for him, so, to improve, he practiced often. In his mind he pictured the enemy—a slavering, feral demon. Perhaps it was about to attack Hitomi—perhaps she called on him to stop it.
Love was out to get me
That's the way it seemed
Disappointment haunted all my dreams
He brought the sword slashing down with a swift flick of his fingers. Van lifted the sword from the air and continued to parry with the invisible demon—thrust, dodge—the works. The image of the demon wavered and was replaced by Hitomi. He remembered her smile. The only smile she'd ever given that was entirely for him. Even then, she only considered him her guardian, and perhaps her friend. Nothing more. But her eyes were beautiful, whether golden or green, and her blackish hair fell perfectly. She was wonderful, so clever, and brave. She could sing. Like Lilith used to…
Then I saw her face—now I'm a believer!
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
Lilith…
I'm in love; I'm a believer!
I couldn't leave her if I tried
He waved his hand and the sword vanished, leaving him with his thoughts. Pierre. And Lilith. They had seemed so fond of each other… He hoped they were together now, wherever they were. He had had to choose between Hitomi and Pierre. Pierre had been his friend since the beginning of time—it was Pierre who had helped him escape from Fanelia, and it had been Pierre who tended him when battles with other Shinma had gone for the worse. But it had been Pierre who was trying to kill Hitomi. He had made the promise to her—he had given his word, and he would keep it. That wasn't his only reason, though…
I though love was more or less a given thing
Seems the more I gave the less I got, oh yeah
You are a weak, pathetic demon, Van though angrily, re-conjuring the sword and slicing the air furiously. You have no soul, and yet you feel for your friends—you feel for Hitomi! Hitomi has given me a soul, Van argued with himself. If it were not for her I would still be in Pierre's clutches, and probably dead. If it had not been for Pierre, the voice nagged at his guilt, you would be dead in your brother's dungeons.
What's the use in tryin'?
All you get is pain
When I needed sunshine I got rain
Van sensed Hitomi coming, and made his sword vanish. She was rather early, he thought. He understood as she sent him a nervous, slightly apologetic glance.
"School was rough today?"
"Yes. That Tolkien is such a—"
"You don't need to elaborate," Van said pointedly.
"That's true…" Hitomi whispered. She settled down comfortably on the roof. "I was out running again."
"Running?" Van raised an eyebrow, from behind his mask.
"It takes my mind off of things. I feel so…"
"Free," Van finished for her. Practicing his sword skills was pretty much the same thing, though it involved less—well, running. "You should really be on the track team for your school, Hitomi."
"I know, but from what I hear the coach is a total—"
Van interrupted again. "You usually do not believe what you hear, Hitomi."
"Right again…" her eyes smiled faintly, and his heart began to do cartwheels, despite himself. "I usually pass my exams, anyway."
"Oh. So your professor is bothering you about the exams? Hitomi, you passed all of them with flying colors. Why should you be worried?" Damn that professor if he gave her trouble…
"I'm not," Hitomi said. "It's that simple." She sighed, and turned from him.
"Is something wrong, Hitomi?"
"No," she said coldly, "nothing's wrong."
Van looked at her face, and smiled slightly.
Then I saw her face—now I'm a believer!
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
Pierre had been his friend, yes, but now that was over, and this was now. Hitomi was here, and perhaps, if he tried, it could be the start of something. Maybe…it would.
I'm in love; I'm a believer!
I couldn't leave her if I tried…
Yes. He wasn't able to tear himself away. Pierre was his friend, and would always be. Hitomi…while Hitomi still existed, he would not even attempt to leave her. He asked her gently if he could leave to continue his training. She seemed about to say yes, then said,
"No…don't go, Van. Look—it's a beautiful sunset."
Van looked—it was. He stood there silently, behind her, enjoying every moment.
I'm in love; I'm a believer!
I'm a believer…
I'm a Believer ©, Smashmouth, or, The Monkeys (your choice—they both sang it)
So, how'd ya like it? Huh? Huh?
Okay…I'll get on with the actual story—don't kill me with flames!
Okay?
Okay!
Hey, Endless Rain, do you know what the last episode of Vampire Princess Miyu is—or is it an ongoing series, y'know? Please R&R, I'm dying for reviews, lol
By the way, what does 'lol' mean? You use it a lot!
Bye for now.
It's going to be short—I'm just typing this, that actual chappie hasn't been typed yet. But I figured if I did a songfic on Hitomi why not do one on Van? Like, it's not a songfic—it might be…but it's about Van Fanel, and his life, and what he thinks about Hitomi (you're probably thinking, whoa, wait, didn't she already do a little in chapter one?) and how much his misses Pierre. By the way, do you think I should chuck Folken in the mix? And Merle? And Allen? And…the rest of the gang? Or should I just keep it like this? I was going to have Nihon be Merle, but then I thought…Merle's too nice (adorable) to be a snob.
Um…it might be short. In fact, I think it will be. (Have I said this already…?)
Disclaimer: Escaflowne is not mine, and neither is Vampire Princess Miyu. *Clutches pendant and screws eyes shut* I wish for Escaflowne to belong to me, I wish—hey, if it worked for Hitomi and the gang it ought to work for me! You can't say no to my screwed logic!
Now, to the Story!
Yaaaah! (OK…strange…)
Chapter Four: Van
I thought love was only true in Faery Tales
Meant for someone else but not for me
Van closed his eyes, conjuring the sword from the air. Recently he had learned to make it move by itself. The technique was tiring for him, so, to improve, he practiced often. In his mind he pictured the enemy—a slavering, feral demon. Perhaps it was about to attack Hitomi—perhaps she called on him to stop it.
Love was out to get me
That's the way it seemed
Disappointment haunted all my dreams
He brought the sword slashing down with a swift flick of his fingers. Van lifted the sword from the air and continued to parry with the invisible demon—thrust, dodge—the works. The image of the demon wavered and was replaced by Hitomi. He remembered her smile. The only smile she'd ever given that was entirely for him. Even then, she only considered him her guardian, and perhaps her friend. Nothing more. But her eyes were beautiful, whether golden or green, and her blackish hair fell perfectly. She was wonderful, so clever, and brave. She could sing. Like Lilith used to…
Then I saw her face—now I'm a believer!
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
Lilith…
I'm in love; I'm a believer!
I couldn't leave her if I tried
He waved his hand and the sword vanished, leaving him with his thoughts. Pierre. And Lilith. They had seemed so fond of each other… He hoped they were together now, wherever they were. He had had to choose between Hitomi and Pierre. Pierre had been his friend since the beginning of time—it was Pierre who had helped him escape from Fanelia, and it had been Pierre who tended him when battles with other Shinma had gone for the worse. But it had been Pierre who was trying to kill Hitomi. He had made the promise to her—he had given his word, and he would keep it. That wasn't his only reason, though…
I though love was more or less a given thing
Seems the more I gave the less I got, oh yeah
You are a weak, pathetic demon, Van though angrily, re-conjuring the sword and slicing the air furiously. You have no soul, and yet you feel for your friends—you feel for Hitomi! Hitomi has given me a soul, Van argued with himself. If it were not for her I would still be in Pierre's clutches, and probably dead. If it had not been for Pierre, the voice nagged at his guilt, you would be dead in your brother's dungeons.
What's the use in tryin'?
All you get is pain
When I needed sunshine I got rain
Van sensed Hitomi coming, and made his sword vanish. She was rather early, he thought. He understood as she sent him a nervous, slightly apologetic glance.
"School was rough today?"
"Yes. That Tolkien is such a—"
"You don't need to elaborate," Van said pointedly.
"That's true…" Hitomi whispered. She settled down comfortably on the roof. "I was out running again."
"Running?" Van raised an eyebrow, from behind his mask.
"It takes my mind off of things. I feel so…"
"Free," Van finished for her. Practicing his sword skills was pretty much the same thing, though it involved less—well, running. "You should really be on the track team for your school, Hitomi."
"I know, but from what I hear the coach is a total—"
Van interrupted again. "You usually do not believe what you hear, Hitomi."
"Right again…" her eyes smiled faintly, and his heart began to do cartwheels, despite himself. "I usually pass my exams, anyway."
"Oh. So your professor is bothering you about the exams? Hitomi, you passed all of them with flying colors. Why should you be worried?" Damn that professor if he gave her trouble…
"I'm not," Hitomi said. "It's that simple." She sighed, and turned from him.
"Is something wrong, Hitomi?"
"No," she said coldly, "nothing's wrong."
Van looked at her face, and smiled slightly.
Then I saw her face—now I'm a believer!
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
Pierre had been his friend, yes, but now that was over, and this was now. Hitomi was here, and perhaps, if he tried, it could be the start of something. Maybe…it would.
I'm in love; I'm a believer!
I couldn't leave her if I tried…
Yes. He wasn't able to tear himself away. Pierre was his friend, and would always be. Hitomi…while Hitomi still existed, he would not even attempt to leave her. He asked her gently if he could leave to continue his training. She seemed about to say yes, then said,
"No…don't go, Van. Look—it's a beautiful sunset."
Van looked—it was. He stood there silently, behind her, enjoying every moment.
I'm in love; I'm a believer!
I'm a believer…
I'm a Believer ©, Smashmouth, or, The Monkeys (your choice—they both sang it)
So, how'd ya like it? Huh? Huh?
Okay…I'll get on with the actual story—don't kill me with flames!
Okay?
Okay!
Hey, Endless Rain, do you know what the last episode of Vampire Princess Miyu is—or is it an ongoing series, y'know? Please R&R, I'm dying for reviews, lol
By the way, what does 'lol' mean? You use it a lot!
Bye for now.