QA.n.-My deepest apologies for makeing you all wait so long! I was a tad busy, but I am very happy that you all enjoyed the last chap. I hope that this one lives up to your expectations. Oh and in this fic, Dilandau-sama's face was NOT scared by Van-san. Van-san never got the chance^_~
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Fuyu No Iki-I'm soo glad ya liked the plot idea:)And your right, there really are too few D/H fics on the net:(But hopefully fans like us can change that fact^_^
Esca Chick-Heya, happy ya liked the last chap:)And as you wish, heres the next chap^_^the next one will be out as soon as possible^_^
Frin-I'm glad you like my fic^_^, and your right there really aren't enough Dilandau-sama fics out there -_- ah well, its up to all us fans to change that^_^
Fritz20-Its o.k.^_^Fanfic.net does that to us all once in a while^_^I'm happy you liked the last chap:)And i'm also very gratified that you like the plot^_^I was a bit worried about it.:)Also, in answer to your question Van is more or less angry at Hitomi for abandening him. Looking at his past, how Folken left him along with his mother and haveing his country burnt to ashes I thought perhapes more or less his anger would blind him into thinking it was hate.
A.R.-Your wish is granted^_^
TA-I try to update as often as possible, but things often detore me from it. Pateince is a virtue you know^_~
HollyBird-I'm glad you liked it^_^I'll try to keep the fic up to ur expectations^_~
HimeDestiny-As you wish^_^
MagicMan-I am pleased it lives up to your expectations^_^
Moonlight34-I'm glad you like the plot:)Yea, I guess its not your avereage D/H no? Heh, happy u won't die^_^I doona want that on my conciouse:)
Vanessa St. Cloud-Heh, happy ya like it^_^
BabyBlue-Glad ya like it:)Thanks agine for agreeing to edite it for me^_^
Someone-I'm pleased ya like it so far^_^Heres the next chap:)
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Now on with da fic^_^
King Chid of Freid walked silently through his own Royal Gardens. Bright green grass, trees, and flowers littered the large area. Surrounded only by high stone walls, as though to protect it from the corruptness of the world. Sighing heavly, his shoulders stooped slightly with the invisible burden that normally none saw.
Tranquil eyes of sea-blue eyes carressed loveingly over the exuberent garden. It had been his mother's favorite place to go, to be alone. Sharply he could rember her. Her lilic scent, her beautiful face and long golden blound hair; so like his own. And her kind blue eyes, eyes that had watched him from the begining of his child-hood. And had gazed so loveing on him when the end had grasped her soul.
Pulling back his tears, Chid forced himself to stand taller and hold his head up. He'd always miss his mother, but now was not the time to break down. The Zeibock repsentives from near and far would be arriveing soon. He had to be strong, if only for his people. After all, it had taken much to prove himself able to lead and watch over his people on his own.
But his father had raised him well before his death 2 years back. Shown him how to keep ones friends close, and thy enemy even closer. For that was what Zeibock really was.
His enemy.
They were tyrants that had trampled and destroied all that fell in their paths. Spareing not the lives of the innocent to reach their goal of world domination. Disgust boiled hard in the young ruler as he shut his eyes and turned his face away in distaste at the mere thought of haveing to be 'civil' to them.
But for the sake of peace he would do it. For the sake of the innocent lives, whos blood would be on his hands should he mak any gestures of hostilty toward the Zeibock Empire, he would treat them with respect. He would be courties as possible, even if it killed him.
At that momment a sudden rustling of leaves caught his attention from behind. Wirling aroud instently, his hand on his sword though he didn't bothor to draw it. Sea-blue eyes narrowed instently as his body became rigid and alert.
Every sound regestered sharply in his mind.
Assasain.
The name rang in his mind. Though he had no idea who would try such a thing. He'd done naught to either the Empire or his people. Unless it was from some enemy he did not know about. Someone who belived he'd wronged him in some way.
Inwardly he sighed.
Why couldn't people just talk out their problems rather then resorting instently to violence?
'Becouse its in our nature.'his mind answered instently.
It was true. The need for violence ran in all, though in some deeper then others. Personaly he had little love for the heat of battle. Which is why he'd pushed for the deal with the Zeibock Empire that Freid remain compleatly netruel to any battles.
The mutul agreement was meet only becouse Folken had wanted this to be Zeibock's power spot. And he'd wanted a silly tournmet to take place once a year to try and bring freash, talanted soliders into the Zeibock cause. Reluctently he had agreed.
But only becouse it was the only way he could at least some-what gurentee his people that they could sleep safely at night. The plan wasn't perfect, but then few things were.
"I mean you no harm, my Lord,"a soft feminine voice said from the shadows,"I come for your help."
Chid frowned slightly before responding,"Show yourself."he called out.
Slowly he watched as a green-cloaked figure emereged from behind one of his more larger trees. Bright emereld green eyes meet his own in a firey match. Her ageless eyes seemed wise, yet tarnished with a saddenss he couldn't understand.
She was beautiful, though in his eyes the word hardly did her justice. Her lips were full and lush, her cheekbones high and well defined. Her long golden brown hair hung lightly around her face in a halo. Adding a mystirouse look to her already odd demenor.
He couldn't help being slightly shocked at her choice in dress. Short shorts with a long loin cloth, thigh high white boots and a small tight gi top that clung to her every curve.
Pulling up a passive expression as though he hadn't even noticed her choice of clotheing he stared at her blankly.
"My Lady, how may I help you?"He asked politely, his voice neturel.
"I have come to ask you for aid, King Chid. Your help, may decide the fate of things to come."She responded softly, takeing a few steps toward him untill they were merely a few paces apart. Slowly she went down on one knee in sign of respect, though she kept her emereld gaze level with his own. Showing that while she respected him, she was also his equel and would not stand to be thought of other-wise. Intressting woman, was she.
For a reason he didn't quite understand he felt startled that she knew his name. Though he knew she shouldn't have been. He was a king and his face was well known through out Gaea. But for a reason he didn't understand he felt suprised that the girl, no woman, before him knew who he was. Though it wasn't a fearsom emotion. He felt no fear from the female before him. He knew that she would not intetionaly bring harm upon any one, least of all himself
"My Lady, before you say more. I would like to know your name."he asked softly, his golden blound hair billowing behind him at the sudden wind that rushed forward.
She hesitated breifly, her emereld gaze holding slight fear,"Kanzaki."she whispered,"I am Hitomi Kanzaki."
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Folken Stratigoes, Emperour of all Zeibock, made his way into Freid's castle slowly. His long silver hair fell lightly around his face, though it didn't hide his redish brown eyes that brewed an unknown intesity. Behind him he heard the rustling of his wife's gown.
Out of the corner of his eye he looked at her. Never before had he layed eyes upon a more lovely creature. Creamy porclien skin, perfect heart-shaped face with full lips and halo of platinume hair that felt silkier then the finest of cloth. Her eyes, a brillant blue that seemed slightly naive and childish at first glance, though a feirce intellegence that surpassed many women brewed there.
He cared for her like no other, from the first momment he had seen her he'd wanted her. He could tell that at first she had feared him. At their wedding cermony he'd felt her hand tremble in his own. She had feared him with all her might, he knew. But after she'd been named his wife he had not touched her the way a man touched his wife. He had waited untill she deemed herself ready.
He had vowed not steal her innocence, he toke that only when she gifted it. And after a while, he could tell that she grew to geniounly like him. Despite all the things he was sure her brother had told her. And once that began, she invited him warmly to her bed and alloud him touch her whenever he pleased.
She had become his whole world, and he in turn hers. To the people of Gaea he was a cold, calculating, evil man whom wiled and biased tales were often told about. Though none rarely reached his ears. Fearing his wrath they kept such tales far from his open ears.
But for her the ice that surrounded him would fall, and she in turn gave him all the love she could. She was his strength; though none relized this. They belived she merely stayed at his side becouse she feared his wrath. A lie which was propostries. His wife feared him not, least not any more. He would never hurt her, and she knew that. Which was why she stayed. She could have ran from him, changed her name, sought shelter with any or even her brother. And perhapes he would have let her go..
Nay, he'd of followed her to the ends of the Gaea to make her see how much he cared for her. Though that wasn't neccary. She saw how he cared for her and that was enough. He could and had been cruel to his allys and his enemys, but to her he could never do that.
"Celena..."his whispered, leaning over to her,"I have go find King Chid and appraise him of our arrivle and other things. I'll see you tonight."
Celena nodded, a small smile lighting her full red lips,"Alright, Folken. I shall see you then."
Quickly she leaned in and kissed him warmly on the lips. Instently his arms, both mechanical and real, wraped around her deepening the kiss. An eternity seemed to pass before they released eachothers lips. Folken pulled her into a warm ebrace, enhaleing the sweet honey suckle scent of her before reluctently moveing from her warmth and going in search of Chid.
His feet led him toward the Royal Gardens. Often he had found Chid brooding there. Since he hadn't been there to great them he was probbly there.
A shadow of a smile lifted his lips. Chid had an itellegence to rival his own, and held simmiler ideas to his own on the eptiome of peace. Though he knew that Chid didn't neccarly agree with the measures that Zeibock had toke. Not that young King had ever told him though. Folken had seen it in the young King's eyes. Idly he woundered if Chid even knew just how expressive his eyes were.
Inwardly he shrugged off his thoughts. He was nearing the Royal Gardens now anyhow...
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Chid felt his mouth fall in open in shock. It couldn't be...it wasn't possible. The Seer of the Mystic Moon, Fabled Wing Goddess to some, had disspeared 5 rotations ago in the middle of the war...yet...
Looking at her closely it didn't seem so far-fetched. Her eyes brewed that intense emereld green that was spoke of so fervently, she appeared around the correct age and her hair the right color. But it wasn't possible.
As though knowing what he thought Hitomi frowned,"You do not belive me, My Lord, do you?"
Chid crossed his arms slowly,"Hitomi Kanzaki disspeared 5 years ago. Some belive her to be dead. whatever her fate was, there is no way you can be her."
The woman smirked slightly,"And what makes you say that?"
"You just cannot be she."
She laughed without mirth softly, reaching under her top she pulled out a small tear-drop pendent. Holding it up slightly she held his gaze."I am Hitomi Kanzaki."
The pendent. It was the small little amulete that some said she'd worn dureing her breif time on Gaea. Some belived it was merely fiction added to the story to add more mystery to the already mystierouse girl; others swore it to be truth.
"It is but a mere ordiment, my Lady, some belive that she never really wore one at all."he responded, clinging to anything he could think of. If she was who she claimed.....Nay, it just wasn't possible.
Emereld green eyes narrowed instely as she rose from her almost sub-servent position.
"I've no time for games, Chid-sama, we've little time to change what may come to pass. No one eles must know of my arrivle, it would complicate things far too much."
Chid ran a hand defly through his glden locks,"If you are who you claim to be, why did you abanden Gaea? Why did you disspear? Why did you let Zeibock win? Many say, even Van Fanel himself, that you could have changed the out-come of the Destiny Wars."
Pain flashed through her eyes followed by a haunting sadness,"Van....he lives?"she whispered.
"Yes, if you could call his aditude toward life 'liveing'. Answer my question, Lady, why did you disspear?"
Idly she brushed a rebel lock of hair behind her ear, her eyes holding many emotions he couldn't define,"To save innocent lives. To protect everyone I loved, and to change fate. To prevent myself from being a mere pawn in this war. Perhapes my decision wasn't perfect,"She admitted reluctently,"But my other options were far worse. Why do you ask? What has happened?"
"Zeibock won the war, Lady, in fact their repsentives should be arriveing any momment now."
Hitomi's face went ashen,"Oh no....When will the the Zeibock repsentives arrive?"
"Actually, some of us already have."
Hitomi gasped instently, hearing Chid do the same. Slowly she turned around to see whom the iron voice belonged to...
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Dilandau Albatou made his way into Freid's castle slowly, ruby eyes survavied the traquilty of the palas with casual distain. Peace. The place reeked of it. While some found it to be relaxing, he found it kept him more and edge. Giveing him an almost uncontroble urge to fight. Marr his sword with the blood of an opponet.
Not that such an urge didn't thrive within him often. It did. Just in places such as Freid the urge seem to applify a thousand times. Then wh did he even bother to come?
Suddenly a maliciouse smile crossed his lips. Becouse Van Fanel would be there. And it was always fun to mock the dragon. Oh it had been fun fighting him. Defeating him had been a sweet victory. Fanel had been a good swordsmen, but he lacked the aggresiveness of a true warrior.
Not that it mattered to him. Although, when the tournment at Freid came he would have enjoyed haveing a more challangeing opponite. Every time when they gathared in Freid there was tournment between everyone to try and bring more advanced solideres in to their cause. If they could stand up to 5 minutes of combate with the whichever Zeibock repsentive who won agenst the other repsintives then that new person was entered into the Dragon Slayer ranks.
Although they hadn't really had anyone new enter in a very long time. He snorted lightly. He seemed Gaea had run out of any talented warriors. An irrtating thought really. He hadn't had a good fight in a long time. It was almost sad, but also gratifing. It should he was the best warrior on Gaea, but it also ment that sparing with any one would never really be any challange.
But then, he'd rather be far more powerful then any then risk being weak. He sneered. Weak. He would never be weak. Such a thought was propostries.
Unhurridly the Generel made his way toward the Royal Gardens. King Chid was often found there broodening. Though what intrest the young king could possibly find being surrounded by the freash green landscape was beyound him....
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Hitomi's mouth fell open as she tried to coax her parched tounge into speech. Before her stood a man who looked to be in his late tweinties, shoulder length silver hair spilled over his shoulders and was spiked at the top. His features were solem yet undenibly handsom. under his left eye there was a tear-drop tatoo.....and those eyes......a deep burning redish-brown that flared with intesity.
Suddenly Hitomi felt it. A deep feeling in the back of her mind as her body broke out into a cold sweat. Instently she saw everything around her waver and knew was was comeing.
A vision.
Feircly she fought for controll, useing all the mentel tequnices Varie had taught her. But still the images flashed fervently through her mind. Bombarding her with the images of a dragon rushing toward a man with silver hair.....one that looked like the one before her only younger.
His past. She relized with a start. She was gazeing into his past.
'But why?'she asked as she saw the images fly past her.
She saw him fall to the ground in a pool of blood from where his arm should have been but was not. Suddenly the image faded and she saw him bolt up from a smooth metel table. A horrified look crossed his face as he lifted his arm to see but a metel grostque one there.
Folken Strategoes, of the Zeibock Empire.
The mask that hides the one. One of the two of the dragon Kings.
Folken Lacour De Fanel
The name chimed through her mind. His name. The true name beyound the illiosian.
Draconion........
A voice hissed, its tone filled with unyeilding hate that she had never heard nor felt before.
Pain bombarded her mind as she was thrusted back into reality. Forcebly she blinked rapidly. Folken Fanel.....A dragon King? Draconion? She felt weak.....drained. More so then any vision had done to her.....even when she'd been haveing the excessive training with Varie she'd not felt so weak.
Forceing up an iron wall around her exhastion as well as the emotions that were quickly spiraling out of controll, Hitomi meet the intense redish-brown eyes of the tall man before her with an emereld gaze as cold as the artic wind.
He cocked his head slightly to the side,"And just who are you?"
Hitomi opened her mouth but no sound came forth. What could she say?! She couldn't tell him who she was, he'd have her put to death for sure or maybe.....worse.
Fortunetly, like a knight to save a fair maiden from certine death, Chid answered.
"T-this is...Lady Himeno Pretear of the Mystic Lands,"He lied some-what smoothly,"She is a friend of mine whos come for a visit. She'll be staying for some time....I was just telling her of your arrival....."Chid let the sentince hang as he moved closer to Hitomi. Carelessly he drapped a friendly arm over her shoulders as though they'd known eachother for years and not just a few momments.
Folken nodded slightly,"I see."his eyes flickered quickly to the sword sheathed across her back,"Did you travel here alone, Lady Himeno?"he asked smoothly.
Hitomi smirked slightly,"Hai."she glanced half-heartedly at the hilt of her sword,"I've little need for protection, my Lord."Her jaw seemed to clinch as she respecivly said his tital.
He nodded,"Interesting. Just where are you from in the Mystic Lands, Lady Himeno?"
Her smirk fell and her face lasped into an expressionless mask,"You've probbly never heard of it, Lord." Her voice was firm and clearly convaid he'd get no more information on the topic.
He nodded slightly,"I see."He paused then moved slightly to the side so she could see the door out of the gardens,"Lady, the King and I have some matters to atend to. Hopefully I will see you agine this evening. Mayhapes we shall have more time to talk."
Hitomi frowned slightly and glanced over at Chid who nodded slightly,"Alright, my Lords,"she responded reluctenetly, though inwardly pleased that she could leave the sight of Folken's prying gaze,"I shall see you this evening."
Chid smiled slightly,"Have one of the servents take you to the White room in the east wing, Himeno-chan."
Hitomi nodded,"Hai."
With that she turned stiffly and walked past Folken with her head high. Once outside the room and around the corner she alloud the exhastion she felt to float through the barriors within. Pain marred her face as her breath came in short gasps.
The Vision she'd had in the Royal Gardens had been unlike any perviously. It had felt more.....powerful and real. The feelings of Folken had felt when the Dragon had leered over him had cut through her like a knife.
Forceing her breathing somewhat even she tried to compose herself. She could break down and sort this out when she was confined to her 'room' without the prying eyes of servents and gaurds that could turn the corridor at any momment.
Her back ram-rodd srait she walked down the hallway with stiff movements. Suddenly as she turned the corner she felt herself stumble into something solid and the next thing she knew she was stareing into eyes of crimson red, and a pair of peach colord lips were mere inchs from her own.
Silver hair tickled her pale face as single name raged through her tortured mind.
Dilandau Albatou.
A.N.-And we stop there for the day. I know, I know no major D/H stuff but at least I made 'um meet....sort of....**laughs nervously**. I promise, D/H will begin to devlope somewhat in the next chap....^_^Also, did any of you catch the reference for the name Chid made of for Hitomi?^_~ If not, I'll tell ya in the next chap^_^hehe, also I will try harder to get out the chaps quicker^_^
Also this chapter has NOT been edited yet. It was post as is now, or you all would hafta wait longer for the chap. Suffice ta say, I'm sure ya'all wanted it now correct?
Ja ne
Dedications:
Fuyu No Iki-I'm soo glad ya liked the plot idea:)And your right, there really are too few D/H fics on the net:(But hopefully fans like us can change that fact^_^
Esca Chick-Heya, happy ya liked the last chap:)And as you wish, heres the next chap^_^the next one will be out as soon as possible^_^
Frin-I'm glad you like my fic^_^, and your right there really aren't enough Dilandau-sama fics out there -_- ah well, its up to all us fans to change that^_^
Fritz20-Its o.k.^_^Fanfic.net does that to us all once in a while^_^I'm happy you liked the last chap:)And i'm also very gratified that you like the plot^_^I was a bit worried about it.:)Also, in answer to your question Van is more or less angry at Hitomi for abandening him. Looking at his past, how Folken left him along with his mother and haveing his country burnt to ashes I thought perhapes more or less his anger would blind him into thinking it was hate.
A.R.-Your wish is granted^_^
TA-I try to update as often as possible, but things often detore me from it. Pateince is a virtue you know^_~
HollyBird-I'm glad you liked it^_^I'll try to keep the fic up to ur expectations^_~
HimeDestiny-As you wish^_^
MagicMan-I am pleased it lives up to your expectations^_^
Moonlight34-I'm glad you like the plot:)Yea, I guess its not your avereage D/H no? Heh, happy u won't die^_^I doona want that on my conciouse:)
Vanessa St. Cloud-Heh, happy ya like it^_^
BabyBlue-Glad ya like it:)Thanks agine for agreeing to edite it for me^_^
Someone-I'm pleased ya like it so far^_^Heres the next chap:)
Nouveau-ne-haine-I'm glad you like the fic, and yes I do know I need spell cheak. BabyBlue is cheaking it for me now so it shouldn't be too distracting now:)
Now on with da fic^_^
King Chid of Freid walked silently through his own Royal Gardens. Bright green grass, trees, and flowers littered the large area. Surrounded only by high stone walls, as though to protect it from the corruptness of the world. Sighing heavly, his shoulders stooped slightly with the invisible burden that normally none saw.
Tranquil eyes of sea-blue eyes carressed loveingly over the exuberent garden. It had been his mother's favorite place to go, to be alone. Sharply he could rember her. Her lilic scent, her beautiful face and long golden blound hair; so like his own. And her kind blue eyes, eyes that had watched him from the begining of his child-hood. And had gazed so loveing on him when the end had grasped her soul.
Pulling back his tears, Chid forced himself to stand taller and hold his head up. He'd always miss his mother, but now was not the time to break down. The Zeibock repsentives from near and far would be arriveing soon. He had to be strong, if only for his people. After all, it had taken much to prove himself able to lead and watch over his people on his own.
But his father had raised him well before his death 2 years back. Shown him how to keep ones friends close, and thy enemy even closer. For that was what Zeibock really was.
His enemy.
They were tyrants that had trampled and destroied all that fell in their paths. Spareing not the lives of the innocent to reach their goal of world domination. Disgust boiled hard in the young ruler as he shut his eyes and turned his face away in distaste at the mere thought of haveing to be 'civil' to them.
But for the sake of peace he would do it. For the sake of the innocent lives, whos blood would be on his hands should he mak any gestures of hostilty toward the Zeibock Empire, he would treat them with respect. He would be courties as possible, even if it killed him.
At that momment a sudden rustling of leaves caught his attention from behind. Wirling aroud instently, his hand on his sword though he didn't bothor to draw it. Sea-blue eyes narrowed instently as his body became rigid and alert.
Every sound regestered sharply in his mind.
Assasain.
The name rang in his mind. Though he had no idea who would try such a thing. He'd done naught to either the Empire or his people. Unless it was from some enemy he did not know about. Someone who belived he'd wronged him in some way.
Inwardly he sighed.
Why couldn't people just talk out their problems rather then resorting instently to violence?
'Becouse its in our nature.'his mind answered instently.
It was true. The need for violence ran in all, though in some deeper then others. Personaly he had little love for the heat of battle. Which is why he'd pushed for the deal with the Zeibock Empire that Freid remain compleatly netruel to any battles.
The mutul agreement was meet only becouse Folken had wanted this to be Zeibock's power spot. And he'd wanted a silly tournmet to take place once a year to try and bring freash, talanted soliders into the Zeibock cause. Reluctently he had agreed.
But only becouse it was the only way he could at least some-what gurentee his people that they could sleep safely at night. The plan wasn't perfect, but then few things were.
"I mean you no harm, my Lord,"a soft feminine voice said from the shadows,"I come for your help."
Chid frowned slightly before responding,"Show yourself."he called out.
Slowly he watched as a green-cloaked figure emereged from behind one of his more larger trees. Bright emereld green eyes meet his own in a firey match. Her ageless eyes seemed wise, yet tarnished with a saddenss he couldn't understand.
She was beautiful, though in his eyes the word hardly did her justice. Her lips were full and lush, her cheekbones high and well defined. Her long golden brown hair hung lightly around her face in a halo. Adding a mystirouse look to her already odd demenor.
He couldn't help being slightly shocked at her choice in dress. Short shorts with a long loin cloth, thigh high white boots and a small tight gi top that clung to her every curve.
Pulling up a passive expression as though he hadn't even noticed her choice of clotheing he stared at her blankly.
"My Lady, how may I help you?"He asked politely, his voice neturel.
"I have come to ask you for aid, King Chid. Your help, may decide the fate of things to come."She responded softly, takeing a few steps toward him untill they were merely a few paces apart. Slowly she went down on one knee in sign of respect, though she kept her emereld gaze level with his own. Showing that while she respected him, she was also his equel and would not stand to be thought of other-wise. Intressting woman, was she.
For a reason he didn't quite understand he felt startled that she knew his name. Though he knew she shouldn't have been. He was a king and his face was well known through out Gaea. But for a reason he didn't understand he felt suprised that the girl, no woman, before him knew who he was. Though it wasn't a fearsom emotion. He felt no fear from the female before him. He knew that she would not intetionaly bring harm upon any one, least of all himself
"My Lady, before you say more. I would like to know your name."he asked softly, his golden blound hair billowing behind him at the sudden wind that rushed forward.
She hesitated breifly, her emereld gaze holding slight fear,"Kanzaki."she whispered,"I am Hitomi Kanzaki."
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Folken Stratigoes, Emperour of all Zeibock, made his way into Freid's castle slowly. His long silver hair fell lightly around his face, though it didn't hide his redish brown eyes that brewed an unknown intesity. Behind him he heard the rustling of his wife's gown.
Out of the corner of his eye he looked at her. Never before had he layed eyes upon a more lovely creature. Creamy porclien skin, perfect heart-shaped face with full lips and halo of platinume hair that felt silkier then the finest of cloth. Her eyes, a brillant blue that seemed slightly naive and childish at first glance, though a feirce intellegence that surpassed many women brewed there.
He cared for her like no other, from the first momment he had seen her he'd wanted her. He could tell that at first she had feared him. At their wedding cermony he'd felt her hand tremble in his own. She had feared him with all her might, he knew. But after she'd been named his wife he had not touched her the way a man touched his wife. He had waited untill she deemed herself ready.
He had vowed not steal her innocence, he toke that only when she gifted it. And after a while, he could tell that she grew to geniounly like him. Despite all the things he was sure her brother had told her. And once that began, she invited him warmly to her bed and alloud him touch her whenever he pleased.
She had become his whole world, and he in turn hers. To the people of Gaea he was a cold, calculating, evil man whom wiled and biased tales were often told about. Though none rarely reached his ears. Fearing his wrath they kept such tales far from his open ears.
But for her the ice that surrounded him would fall, and she in turn gave him all the love she could. She was his strength; though none relized this. They belived she merely stayed at his side becouse she feared his wrath. A lie which was propostries. His wife feared him not, least not any more. He would never hurt her, and she knew that. Which was why she stayed. She could have ran from him, changed her name, sought shelter with any or even her brother. And perhapes he would have let her go..
Nay, he'd of followed her to the ends of the Gaea to make her see how much he cared for her. Though that wasn't neccary. She saw how he cared for her and that was enough. He could and had been cruel to his allys and his enemys, but to her he could never do that.
"Celena..."his whispered, leaning over to her,"I have go find King Chid and appraise him of our arrivle and other things. I'll see you tonight."
Celena nodded, a small smile lighting her full red lips,"Alright, Folken. I shall see you then."
Quickly she leaned in and kissed him warmly on the lips. Instently his arms, both mechanical and real, wraped around her deepening the kiss. An eternity seemed to pass before they released eachothers lips. Folken pulled her into a warm ebrace, enhaleing the sweet honey suckle scent of her before reluctently moveing from her warmth and going in search of Chid.
His feet led him toward the Royal Gardens. Often he had found Chid brooding there. Since he hadn't been there to great them he was probbly there.
A shadow of a smile lifted his lips. Chid had an itellegence to rival his own, and held simmiler ideas to his own on the eptiome of peace. Though he knew that Chid didn't neccarly agree with the measures that Zeibock had toke. Not that young King had ever told him though. Folken had seen it in the young King's eyes. Idly he woundered if Chid even knew just how expressive his eyes were.
Inwardly he shrugged off his thoughts. He was nearing the Royal Gardens now anyhow...
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Chid felt his mouth fall in open in shock. It couldn't be...it wasn't possible. The Seer of the Mystic Moon, Fabled Wing Goddess to some, had disspeared 5 rotations ago in the middle of the war...yet...
Looking at her closely it didn't seem so far-fetched. Her eyes brewed that intense emereld green that was spoke of so fervently, she appeared around the correct age and her hair the right color. But it wasn't possible.
As though knowing what he thought Hitomi frowned,"You do not belive me, My Lord, do you?"
Chid crossed his arms slowly,"Hitomi Kanzaki disspeared 5 years ago. Some belive her to be dead. whatever her fate was, there is no way you can be her."
The woman smirked slightly,"And what makes you say that?"
"You just cannot be she."
She laughed without mirth softly, reaching under her top she pulled out a small tear-drop pendent. Holding it up slightly she held his gaze."I am Hitomi Kanzaki."
The pendent. It was the small little amulete that some said she'd worn dureing her breif time on Gaea. Some belived it was merely fiction added to the story to add more mystery to the already mystierouse girl; others swore it to be truth.
"It is but a mere ordiment, my Lady, some belive that she never really wore one at all."he responded, clinging to anything he could think of. If she was who she claimed.....Nay, it just wasn't possible.
Emereld green eyes narrowed instely as she rose from her almost sub-servent position.
"I've no time for games, Chid-sama, we've little time to change what may come to pass. No one eles must know of my arrivle, it would complicate things far too much."
Chid ran a hand defly through his glden locks,"If you are who you claim to be, why did you abanden Gaea? Why did you disspear? Why did you let Zeibock win? Many say, even Van Fanel himself, that you could have changed the out-come of the Destiny Wars."
Pain flashed through her eyes followed by a haunting sadness,"Van....he lives?"she whispered.
"Yes, if you could call his aditude toward life 'liveing'. Answer my question, Lady, why did you disspear?"
Idly she brushed a rebel lock of hair behind her ear, her eyes holding many emotions he couldn't define,"To save innocent lives. To protect everyone I loved, and to change fate. To prevent myself from being a mere pawn in this war. Perhapes my decision wasn't perfect,"She admitted reluctently,"But my other options were far worse. Why do you ask? What has happened?"
"Zeibock won the war, Lady, in fact their repsentives should be arriveing any momment now."
Hitomi's face went ashen,"Oh no....When will the the Zeibock repsentives arrive?"
"Actually, some of us already have."
Hitomi gasped instently, hearing Chid do the same. Slowly she turned around to see whom the iron voice belonged to...
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Dilandau Albatou made his way into Freid's castle slowly, ruby eyes survavied the traquilty of the palas with casual distain. Peace. The place reeked of it. While some found it to be relaxing, he found it kept him more and edge. Giveing him an almost uncontroble urge to fight. Marr his sword with the blood of an opponet.
Not that such an urge didn't thrive within him often. It did. Just in places such as Freid the urge seem to applify a thousand times. Then wh did he even bother to come?
Suddenly a maliciouse smile crossed his lips. Becouse Van Fanel would be there. And it was always fun to mock the dragon. Oh it had been fun fighting him. Defeating him had been a sweet victory. Fanel had been a good swordsmen, but he lacked the aggresiveness of a true warrior.
Not that it mattered to him. Although, when the tournment at Freid came he would have enjoyed haveing a more challangeing opponite. Every time when they gathared in Freid there was tournment between everyone to try and bring more advanced solideres in to their cause. If they could stand up to 5 minutes of combate with the whichever Zeibock repsentive who won agenst the other repsintives then that new person was entered into the Dragon Slayer ranks.
Although they hadn't really had anyone new enter in a very long time. He snorted lightly. He seemed Gaea had run out of any talented warriors. An irrtating thought really. He hadn't had a good fight in a long time. It was almost sad, but also gratifing. It should he was the best warrior on Gaea, but it also ment that sparing with any one would never really be any challange.
But then, he'd rather be far more powerful then any then risk being weak. He sneered. Weak. He would never be weak. Such a thought was propostries.
Unhurridly the Generel made his way toward the Royal Gardens. King Chid was often found there broodening. Though what intrest the young king could possibly find being surrounded by the freash green landscape was beyound him....
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Hitomi's mouth fell open as she tried to coax her parched tounge into speech. Before her stood a man who looked to be in his late tweinties, shoulder length silver hair spilled over his shoulders and was spiked at the top. His features were solem yet undenibly handsom. under his left eye there was a tear-drop tatoo.....and those eyes......a deep burning redish-brown that flared with intesity.
Suddenly Hitomi felt it. A deep feeling in the back of her mind as her body broke out into a cold sweat. Instently she saw everything around her waver and knew was was comeing.
A vision.
Feircly she fought for controll, useing all the mentel tequnices Varie had taught her. But still the images flashed fervently through her mind. Bombarding her with the images of a dragon rushing toward a man with silver hair.....one that looked like the one before her only younger.
His past. She relized with a start. She was gazeing into his past.
'But why?'she asked as she saw the images fly past her.
She saw him fall to the ground in a pool of blood from where his arm should have been but was not. Suddenly the image faded and she saw him bolt up from a smooth metel table. A horrified look crossed his face as he lifted his arm to see but a metel grostque one there.
Folken Strategoes, of the Zeibock Empire.
The mask that hides the one. One of the two of the dragon Kings.
Folken Lacour De Fanel
The name chimed through her mind. His name. The true name beyound the illiosian.
Draconion........
A voice hissed, its tone filled with unyeilding hate that she had never heard nor felt before.
Pain bombarded her mind as she was thrusted back into reality. Forcebly she blinked rapidly. Folken Fanel.....A dragon King? Draconion? She felt weak.....drained. More so then any vision had done to her.....even when she'd been haveing the excessive training with Varie she'd not felt so weak.
Forceing up an iron wall around her exhastion as well as the emotions that were quickly spiraling out of controll, Hitomi meet the intense redish-brown eyes of the tall man before her with an emereld gaze as cold as the artic wind.
He cocked his head slightly to the side,"And just who are you?"
Hitomi opened her mouth but no sound came forth. What could she say?! She couldn't tell him who she was, he'd have her put to death for sure or maybe.....worse.
Fortunetly, like a knight to save a fair maiden from certine death, Chid answered.
"T-this is...Lady Himeno Pretear of the Mystic Lands,"He lied some-what smoothly,"She is a friend of mine whos come for a visit. She'll be staying for some time....I was just telling her of your arrival....."Chid let the sentince hang as he moved closer to Hitomi. Carelessly he drapped a friendly arm over her shoulders as though they'd known eachother for years and not just a few momments.
Folken nodded slightly,"I see."his eyes flickered quickly to the sword sheathed across her back,"Did you travel here alone, Lady Himeno?"he asked smoothly.
Hitomi smirked slightly,"Hai."she glanced half-heartedly at the hilt of her sword,"I've little need for protection, my Lord."Her jaw seemed to clinch as she respecivly said his tital.
He nodded,"Interesting. Just where are you from in the Mystic Lands, Lady Himeno?"
Her smirk fell and her face lasped into an expressionless mask,"You've probbly never heard of it, Lord." Her voice was firm and clearly convaid he'd get no more information on the topic.
He nodded slightly,"I see."He paused then moved slightly to the side so she could see the door out of the gardens,"Lady, the King and I have some matters to atend to. Hopefully I will see you agine this evening. Mayhapes we shall have more time to talk."
Hitomi frowned slightly and glanced over at Chid who nodded slightly,"Alright, my Lords,"she responded reluctenetly, though inwardly pleased that she could leave the sight of Folken's prying gaze,"I shall see you this evening."
Chid smiled slightly,"Have one of the servents take you to the White room in the east wing, Himeno-chan."
Hitomi nodded,"Hai."
With that she turned stiffly and walked past Folken with her head high. Once outside the room and around the corner she alloud the exhastion she felt to float through the barriors within. Pain marred her face as her breath came in short gasps.
The Vision she'd had in the Royal Gardens had been unlike any perviously. It had felt more.....powerful and real. The feelings of Folken had felt when the Dragon had leered over him had cut through her like a knife.
Forceing her breathing somewhat even she tried to compose herself. She could break down and sort this out when she was confined to her 'room' without the prying eyes of servents and gaurds that could turn the corridor at any momment.
Her back ram-rodd srait she walked down the hallway with stiff movements. Suddenly as she turned the corner she felt herself stumble into something solid and the next thing she knew she was stareing into eyes of crimson red, and a pair of peach colord lips were mere inchs from her own.
Silver hair tickled her pale face as single name raged through her tortured mind.
Dilandau Albatou.
A.N.-And we stop there for the day. I know, I know no major D/H stuff but at least I made 'um meet....sort of....**laughs nervously**. I promise, D/H will begin to devlope somewhat in the next chap....^_^Also, did any of you catch the reference for the name Chid made of for Hitomi?^_~ If not, I'll tell ya in the next chap^_^hehe, also I will try harder to get out the chaps quicker^_^
Also this chapter has NOT been edited yet. It was post as is now, or you all would hafta wait longer for the chap. Suffice ta say, I'm sure ya'all wanted it now correct?
Ja ne
