A.n.-^_^Sorry for the wait, but as I said before I'm getting writers bloak for this fic...I'm trying to work through it though^_^. I hope ya'all like this chappie:)Review onegai!^_~Also, Pruningshears, yes it is the same Varie that is Van's mother...I just tweeked her charecter a lil' bit...
Dedication-Princess Neptune, Triple Creasent, Yokiko, Moonbeam020290, General Mevneriel, Pruningshears, Dreamer, Marsdemon, Rina, Emerald, Freakage, Summer Maxwell, Neko Metallium, Ledophole, Frying Pan Girl, Xelena, DemonAni, Tomoyo Malfoy, Divine Discontent, Vanessa St. Cloud, Hannah, Xshiny, Atlantis Angel, Mystical Dreamer, and Magic Man. Ty all of you!!^_^I read your reviews over n' over to help with motivateing me...gomen ne again for the long wait...
Passion beyond describation flew threw the emerald eyed Goddess under the touch of the Genral of all Zeibock military. Feelings she'd never experenced sung through her veins, her skin was hypersenstive to his hands as she leaned farther into him. Melding. Merging. Two beings in one almost. Time lost all meaning, nothing mattered but this simple, crystalin moment to be frozen for an eternity and longer still.
Abruptly a peaceful paradise was broken as the figure of a man with crimson wings flashed in her minds eye, destruction...terror...fear...so many things...all reminding her of who she was, why she was here...and just whom exactly she was kissing. Unleashing her conrtol over her powers she shoved the garnet-eyed man as hard as she could.
A haunting glow of powers never to be taken lightly flushed through her body. Closeing her eyes slightly she felt her wounds heal as though they had never been. Fatigue and weakness were no longer a problem. Emerald eyes were a cold hard green laced with fury and a white hot attraction that cut through her like a knife. Throwing the covers off she stood up, meaning in the foremost of her mind to kick him out of her room.
Instead she found herself wraping her arms around him and kissing him with all the passion that swirled in her blood. She bit his lip, feeling the coppery taste of blood was on her tongue as she slipped into his mouth, fighting for control. His hands roamed her body while hers fought against the course clotheing that kept them apart.
A spell had been cast that couldn't seem to be broken. Everything was perfect, there were no worries of any kind whatsoever. Only him, his scent filled her senses, his breath sent chills of lust climbing through her body. Liquid fire was in her veins as he slammed her into the wall, no pain came from the movement as she sucked firmly on his bottem lip as he moved away.
His blood was sweet on her tongue, a million sensations rushing through her at the dazed look that had come to pass over his features. A hazy look had come over the world around them, makeing a mockery of any thing outside it. Dazzeling passion dwelt between them as he made a path of kisses down her neck, her hands ran through the smooth white skilk of his hair...arching against his body feeling as a firm resentment at the clotheing that binded them.
She wanted to feel him skin against skin on her. To stop the teaseing his hands provided...
"Hit---NANI?!"
The spell crashed into a thousand shards at the shocked voice. Emerald eyes became unclouded as she saw King Chid standing red-faced in the doorway. Embarrsment was clearly written on his face as he turned and practicly ran out the door, slamming it hard behind him. Dilandau laughed slightly, returning his lips to hers as though they hadn't just been interupted.
However, the moment had been broken...and though Hitomi could feel the hazy veil the spell that wove drawing her in...she wasn't going to be surrounded by it once again. Only half responding to his bruiseing kiss, she manevored them so that they were near the door. Her hand probed behind them untill she found the doornob. Throwing the door open she broke the kiss and pulled the shattered remains of reality in her mind together enough to grab a firm hold of his shirt front to shove him hard out the door and slam it on his suprised face.
Quickly slideing the lock into place Hitomi ignored his ranting on the other side of the door and sunk to her knees and leaned against the tightly closed wooden door. Embarrsement and frizzles of lust drilled through her as she ran her hands through her dishveiled hair. What had just happened? Why had she done that?
She loathed him, didn't she? No...hate was far to a strong a word for that emotion. Dislike? Not even that really...
As hard as it was to admitt, yes she was attracted to the cruel silver-haired god. His cruelty was a beautifuly tragic epic that held her attention fast. His garnet eyes of liquid amusement saw strait through her, and held a pain deep down--a fear to never be spoken a loud. Love from him, if gained, would last longer then an eternity.
If he had such a capcaity.
Many had claimed that the "demon" had no such endearments.
Lies. Foolish, spiteful lies. He could. If one dug deep enough. But it was a weakness in his eyes, that much Hitomi knew. To awaken it inside him would be inviteing in the hounds of hell. And Hitomi wasn't sure if she wanted to be the woman to bring such emotions of his into the light. But if that kiss said anything, it didn't look like she had much of a choice in the matter.
Her body ached for him, her mind rebelled. Her heart thudded when he was near. Love was this? Hah. Yeah right. Hitomi had long since abandened such a folly. It wasn't likely that such a thing would ever befall her. Her desteny was simple: keep chaos from befalling an unsuspecting world.
That was all.
Hitomi turned and walked over to her window, her eyes traceing over the lush greenery of the courtyard. If she wasn't going to save it for the people of Gaea today, she'd save it for the generations to come...and for the beauty that would be tarnished should she not. For the Sanctuary she'd seen for that simple, breif shinning moment she would fight.
She had no time though to indulge in useless girlish fantasies. No matter how......distracting....Dilandau Albatou was she couldn't let it interfear with why she was here. Couldn't let her personal feelings complicate everything. Emotions can all to easily be used against you, and as Hitomi was fast learning she couldn't get involved with a man on any level without getting emoitonal attached. And being attached to anyone can eventually end in pain.
And she wasn't all that certain she could deal with loseing someone she cared about again.
Besides, Dilandau Albatou didn't seem the type to be looking for any sort of relationship anyway. And Kanzaki Hitomi had never been the type to sleep around to find some sort of mental release from her problems anyway. The golden-brown haired Goddess ran a restless hand through her hair as she flopped back down on the bed.
Her body was frozen still in the haze of passion, her lips feeling bruised and stinging beautifuly at the kiss they'd been givein. She'd never kissed anyone before. Sure, she'd practiced on her hand like all girls did at some point in their young lives, dreamt of the true love kiss that her knight in shining armer to give. Read a thousand romance novels to prepare her for it, and yet a single kiss from that silver-haired man had practicly sent her to her trembleing knees.
Closeing her eyes tightly Hitomi shook her head slightly. She didn't have time to think about this kind of stuff. She had to concentrait on the matter at hand. Solveing her Visions and preventing chaos from decending. And holding off Jaden as long as possible...she couldn't...couldn't deveiate from this!
She had to forget this. Forget that he had just kissed the daylights out of her and her own shameless responses to him. Had to....for her own sanity and heart.........if they weren't lost already that is.....
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Van Slanzer Fanel, King of Fanalia was for the first time in a very long time completely paralized by shock and suprise. His lips stung deleciously from the innocent kiss of the Princess of Asturia. She'd fled, and he'd done naught to stop it. He's breathing slightly labered he stared at the empty entrance to the gaurdens.
He's honor and heart screamed for him to run after her, though he couldn't bring himself to truely run after her. Fearing all that could arise should he do so. Did she care for him beyond friendship? If her kiss had anything to say about it, oh yes her feelings far went beyond any companionable since.
But...did he feel the same? True, Millerna *was* a stunning beauty, and had more intellegence then most nobel women he had meet over the years. And she was very kind and sweet...but could he really offer anything? All he had was the broken edges of a heart and a bitter hatred that kept him alive each day.
Nothing to offer such a woman really.
He'd only end up hurting her in the end, or her hurting him. Perhapes she would only end up betraying him like everyone eles had in his short life. No...Millerna wasn't the type to play games of the mind or heart for that matter. When she said you had her allegeince she meant it to the bitter end.
She had stood by them in the fruitless battle against the Zeibock Army's and tended their wounded with a steadfast loyalty. No, Millerna would not betray him for any cost. Never. Just as Merel would never leave his side even if ordered to. He could trust her, but was he really ready to make such a leap?
Ready to destroy their frendship over such a simple kiss? Well, maybe not *so* simple but still...could he bring himself to make such a leap of faith? He wasn't sure...wasn't certain of anything anymore. For the longest time he'd lived each day moment by moment, spareing and perfecting his skills in a rebellious hope that maybe Zeibock would fall. Preferbly by his own hand. A hopeless, shattered dream.
He'd used his hatred to keep him breathing, he knew little of how to even -court- a woman. Never had the time for such things as Folken had stated he didn't have to marry untill his moment of chooseing. Though if he didn't have a wife by the age of thirty Folken had warned he would pick him a wife.
Something Van wasn't the least happy about.
He'd marry anyone before he'd let his brother choose.
But maybe he wouldn't have to wait so long any more. Maybe all that he wanted had just been dropped into his lap and all he was doing was *standing* there. He had to go after, had to find her...try to find some way to balance the recent chaos that his world had been thrusted into once more.
That thought firm in mind Van ran out the entrance in search of the golden-haired Princess....
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Dilandau Albatou had never been this furiouse in his entire life. His hands clinched and unclinched as he made his way through the corridors of the Freid Castle. Passing by servents pressed themselves against the wall in a silent attempt to remove themselves from his path and thus his fury that was waveing off him like the deadliest of auras.
How *dare* she throw HIM out of the room! Who did she think she was?! She was enjoying it just as much as him and she'd *shoved* him out of the room! He didn't know what that kind of a kiss ment in her world but in Gaea it sure as hell wasn't playing a tease and throwing the guy out in the thrall of passion!
Growling softly he rounded a corner and made his way into the empty Freid gardens. In an flowing life around him instently made his stomache tightin in on itself. His hand itching to go for its sword. But there was no opponet for him to unleash his fury upon. Damn it all, where was Van Fanel when you needed him?!
Turning around he started to leave when laughter behind him forced him to stop. No one laughed at Dilandau Albatou and got away with it. Not a single damn person. Maliciouse eyes widened slightly though in the anticpation at finding someone to vent his anger on. Turning around he saw that cruel lady fate had delt him the one and only Allen Shezar. Damnation.
The blonde haired knight had a smirk on his face, his deep blue eyes sparkling slightly as they focused on him. The smirk in an instant droped away, a fleeting fear passing over his face as his hand instinctively moved closer to his sword. Oh yes. Smug blazeing ruby orbs watched that small, minimul movement with the upmost joy. Silently urgeing the older Knight to grasp the hilt and give the silver-haired general a reason to run him through with his sword...he'd been meaning to do so for quiet a while actually...
The blonde man did nothing, however. His feet backtracked for a moment, single bull-headed pride was the only thing that kept him from turning running away; of that Dilandau was certain. Allen swallowed hard, his adam's apple bobbing as he tried to keep a composed expression upon his face.
"S-something the matter, Albatou?"The knight questioned, trying to keep his voice soft so it wouldn't tremble too much.
Dilandau said nothing, his hand itching to go for his sword and run him through. But without probable cause he couldn't do it as Folken would be angry with him and he'd be repriminded in a more physical sense. Sure, Dilandau could handle pain....but 10 days strait day and night was a little much for anyone.
Silence deeped between the two and Allen shifted his stance slightly before turning around,"Well, I must be going...Chid needs to see me."he said quickly, an obviously lie to Dilandau's ears though he allowed the knight to run off.
Certainly that the amount of pride lost in the Knights retreat was enough punishment for him--at the moment that is of course. Abruptly the silver haired man became aware of someone watching him. The back of his neck burned slightly, the hairs pricked up as he wirled around. A child kneeled in the fresh green grass, curly longish dark brown hair fell lightly around his face; a smile that was nearly innocent parted lips of blue tint;showing preditoral teeth that we're pointed wolfishly.
He was dressed in only a loin-clothe and nothing more. His skin was a smooth slightly tanned color in the sunlight, his eyes a wide yellowish green with wide cunning black pupils that never really seemed to dilate.
"Hello, M'lord."He greeted cheerfuly, his voice holding a husky tint that didn't belong to his childish appearence.
"Who the hell are you?"Dilandau snapped, his hand resting over the hilt of his sword.
He paused, considering. No. Damnit. Even he was above slaughtering those without weapons, esspecialy unarmed children, besides this was Chid's palace and killing one of his subjects while they were under 'peace' more or less wouldn't be good for all involved--esspecialy him. And while Dilandau did have a love for chaos, he wasn't in the mood for one of Folken's repriminds.
The boy smiled at him,"You may call me Ryou."he said softly, walking over to him without the slightest fear or apperhension that most always had around him.
The boy confused Dilandau in an instant. He was too free with his movements. Children, men, and women alike were frightened of his very name, yet this single boy hadn't the slightest of any of that emotion. There had never been a time when he'd not been able to read another. He could almost practicly smell intoxicating scent of fear of feel the burn of their anger and strife. But from this boy...nothing...not the slightest twitch.
For the breifest of seconds the mighty War Lord felt the slightest tinge of fear sweep through him, freezing his blood an icy cold. Forcefuly he drew upon the anger from the Warrior Maiden Hitomi's treatment of him to swipe away the feeling. Fear was not a feeling he had ever known. Anger, yes. Hate? Of course. Passion, he'd had his share in his life at times. But fear? That was something new. Nothing had ever made the silver haired god afraid. It was unheard of.
"What do you want?"Dilandau demanded.
The boy, Ryou, smile widened. His features feigned sudden innocence though as he gestured to himself.
"Moi? Want? Nothing, well...nothing you can provide at the moment, M'lord. I belive the question should be, what do *you* want?"he questioned impishly.
Dilandau felt his eyebrows draw together in confusion. He narrowed his eyes on the boy as he thought on the question.
"What do you mean, boy? Explain yourself."
That same puckish smile remained in place as Ryou tsk-tsk'ed his finger at Dilandau,"Now, now its too early for that."He's eyes darkened suddenly, the happy go-lucky aditude suddenly falling away,"you should watch your lady more carefuly m'lord. Before He takes her away..."
Dilandau snapped his gaze back the way he came and opened his mouth to say something to the boy only to find him gone. Dilandau looked around widly for a moment, his senses pricking up for the slightest noise or unnatural disturbance in the air. Nothing. He was gone...just like he'd never been there at all.
Even still, the boy's question lingered. What did he want exactly? Hitomi? Yes. After that humilation she'd just thrown at him of course he wanted her more then ever. To show her who was in control...and to dominate her perhapes? No, he'd not want to destroy that fire of hers. A broken horse allows many riders any how. No, he only wished to tame her to his hand and his hand alone.
A smirk toke his lips. He was over-reacting any how. This was a game. And with an opponite such as Hitomi there were bound to be suprises like this one. There was still time. Pleanty of time to seduce the Girl of the Mystic Moon. And seduction was a fine art that Dilandau had long since mastered long ago. One wasn't a warrior until they had all the skills their body could possess and then some.
Running a hand through his silky silver hair Dilandau toke a direction and began to wander idly through the gardens as he plotted his next move on the emerald eyed warrior maiden...
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Jaden smirked as he appeared in the room with the warrior Cat-woman Merel. Her back was turned to him at the moment, her hands fussing with her dress. Lovely strawberry hair fell over dainty shoulders which tensed abruptly as she turned around, long fingers lingered above the hilt of her sword; relaxing only slightly when she realized it was him.
"What do you want now?"her voice was vapid, drenching the atmosphere of what emotion may of layed.
Jaden smirk widened as he raised a single delicite eyebrow,"Want? Why, Lady Merel, you should know that. I've come to collect on our bargain, of course."
Merel snorted demurely,"As long as you keep your end about Van-sama I don't give a damn. What do you need me to do?"she questioned, wanting to get strait to the point.
Jaden smiled coldly and layed a small silver cresent moon shapped pendent into her hand.
"Give this to Lord Chid's repersentive. That Warrior woman...Himeno I belive she referes to herself as."
"What'll it do?"Merel asked, pocketing the silver item quickly. It tickled her fingers like the first lick of fire...Fanalia...she pushed her thoughts from that memory and hardened her gaze on the being before her.
Jaden smile turned sardonic,"If I told you, it wouldn't be a suprise. Besides...I've a gift for you, Lady Merel. For your serveces you could say."
The cat woman sneered,"I don't want anything from you."
Pallid features turned chideing as a mediume sized crystal ball appeared in his hand. Clear and innocently malevelent he held it out to her.
"Ah, but I think you'll like this gift."
"What is it?"She breathed the question, her eyes locked on the shimmering object. Desire she didn't understand welled hard in her soul, begging her--no commanding--she take it...
His smile faded to a confident smirk,"Its a crystal, nothing more...but if you turn it this way and look into it...it'll show you your dreams....think of it as a thankyou....do you want it?"He asked, already knowing the answer.
She nodded slowly and he handed it to her,"'Til we meet again."
And with that he was gone.
Merel turned and walked away, turning the small crystal ball in her hands mutely...
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Emereld eyes were downcast as she finaly found the strength to dress quickly in the clothes she'd arrived in (They'd been returned clean sometime dureing the night). Leaveing her hair unbound Hitomi crept silently out of her room in search of the young ruler of Freid. Embarrsement still tingled through her as she recalled him walking in on......She blushed brighter at the mere rememberence.
She felt she owed him both an apology for some reason and a thank-you for heping her stop what would have been a mistake...or would it have been? Shakeing her head slightly in frustration she hurried around the corner only to bump strait into--
"Merel?"Hitomi said, shock resonateing through her voice.
Big, blue eyes framed by sooty lashes narrowed at her. She tossed her head slightly, one arm going down to hide something in the palm of her hand while the other reached into her pouch to pull out a small pendent. A large, silver crecent moon was cradled on it. The entoxicateing scent of magic swirled in the air nearly makeing the golden-brown haired Goddess feel slightly dizzy.
She blinked, confusion passing breifly over her face at the sight of the Goddess.
"Ah, Lady Himeno. I was just looking for you."she pushed the neckless into Hitomi's hands roughly,"A gift, from His Lord. Wear it tonight."
With those quick words she walked past the Goddess, delebertly makeing her shoulder crash into Hitomi's as she made her way. Hitomi turned, stareing at the back of the Cat woman with irratation on her features. As though senesing her gaze Merel turned and sent a smirk over her shoulder before squareing her shoulders higher and continueing her journey.
Looking down Hitomi turned the object in her hands. It was beautiful, incriticly carved and its weight proved its to be pure and not a painted metal trinket. Was it from Van, perhapes? Had to be, the only one that Cat Woman would refered to as "Lord" would be Van. Gods knew she didn't have respect for any one eles.
But why would Van give her a gift? What reason...could he of found out who she really was? No, no. Not possible. Knowning him he'd of confronted her by now if he had figured it out. Hideing in a silent seething anger wasn't Van's style. Or at least it hadn't been back then. But chances were that time hadn't taught him the age-old value of patience...she'd learned that much just by looking into his eyes. Brash actions were still his forte.
Not to say that was a bad thing. Quick actions usualy caught an opponet by suprise..
"Hit--..I mean, Lady Himeno...there you are."
Hitomi's head snapped up quickly at the soft voice, glanceing around wonderingly as she realized that dureing her museing her feet had lead her to the throne room.
"I...I wanted to apologize for what hapened earlier...I...I wasn't myself..."
Chid blused slightly,"Its alright. What you do in your spare time isn't my concern...however, I was hopeing that you were feeling generess enough to tell me *what* happened last night...and your reasons for returneing to Gaea."
Hitomi brushed off the relife she felt that Chid wasn't going to pry into what had happened with her and Dilandau...she couldn't even explain it to herself much less another person!
Hitomi turned her back to him,"I don't know what happened exactly. All I know is that They are gathering...and our time is nearly up."
Apperhension seeped into the young King's voice,"What do you mean? Who are 'they'?"
Hitomi closed her eyes, her shoulders stooping slightly,"I don't know exactly. I can't really explain it, Chid...you'll just have to see it when the time comes...and it won't be long...Gomen, I can't tell you more Chid-sama.."
Chid nodded his head slightly. He'd wanted answers from the emerald eyed Goddess but all he seemed to be getting was more riddles. Peices to a puzzle that simply didn't fit together. And if they did, and if he did solve it Chid had a feeling that it would be far too late...
"There will be a ball tonight, Hitomi-san. Mostly a gathering of the Zeibock repersentives and a few choosen nobels...It would be best if you could attend...its informal for you of course, as my Reperesentive you can wear what you like..."the corners of the young king's mouth twitched at that.
Hitomi blushed a little,"I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to...it just sort of happened..."
Chid held up a hand silenceing her apology,"Don't worry about it...it was amuseing to see the Repersentives be beaten by a woman. And it was nice to see Dilandau be givein a run for his money...hehe."
Hitomi smileed,"Alright...then I guess I'll see you tonight then?"
Chid nodded,"Of course."
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Long, pure white hair fell over slinder shoulders of the Elven man. Old as time itself, his handsom features were untouched by the time that had passed by. His ears were gently pointed, sticking up through his long wavy hair. His body was lean, yet masculen. He licked his lips slowly, a smile touching his lips.
The battle was soon to begine, all for the young Goddess who didn't have a clue. Didn't know that while her power was great she was only a key...a key to something few could possibly imagine. The Elven man's name was Puck, and there was nothing Puck enjoyed more then a battle. It didn't matter much to him which side he won, he was a wild card for either, but it was the enjoyment he derived from being in it.
Such fun indeed.
Hmm...should he pay her a visit perhapes? Her and her Gaurdian? Or maybe Jaden...Och, the choices were endless.
His choice made Puck disapered in a cloud of shimmering glitter.
A.n.-I know, not much action here but I'm trying to get all the players in place for this.^_^I hope ya'all enjoyed it anyway...review onegai:)I'll try to get the next chappie out very soon. My writers bloak be gone and I've got lots of idea's swirling...so...review so I know to update, kay?^_^
Dedication-Princess Neptune, Triple Creasent, Yokiko, Moonbeam020290, General Mevneriel, Pruningshears, Dreamer, Marsdemon, Rina, Emerald, Freakage, Summer Maxwell, Neko Metallium, Ledophole, Frying Pan Girl, Xelena, DemonAni, Tomoyo Malfoy, Divine Discontent, Vanessa St. Cloud, Hannah, Xshiny, Atlantis Angel, Mystical Dreamer, and Magic Man. Ty all of you!!^_^I read your reviews over n' over to help with motivateing me...gomen ne again for the long wait...
Passion beyond describation flew threw the emerald eyed Goddess under the touch of the Genral of all Zeibock military. Feelings she'd never experenced sung through her veins, her skin was hypersenstive to his hands as she leaned farther into him. Melding. Merging. Two beings in one almost. Time lost all meaning, nothing mattered but this simple, crystalin moment to be frozen for an eternity and longer still.
Abruptly a peaceful paradise was broken as the figure of a man with crimson wings flashed in her minds eye, destruction...terror...fear...so many things...all reminding her of who she was, why she was here...and just whom exactly she was kissing. Unleashing her conrtol over her powers she shoved the garnet-eyed man as hard as she could.
A haunting glow of powers never to be taken lightly flushed through her body. Closeing her eyes slightly she felt her wounds heal as though they had never been. Fatigue and weakness were no longer a problem. Emerald eyes were a cold hard green laced with fury and a white hot attraction that cut through her like a knife. Throwing the covers off she stood up, meaning in the foremost of her mind to kick him out of her room.
Instead she found herself wraping her arms around him and kissing him with all the passion that swirled in her blood. She bit his lip, feeling the coppery taste of blood was on her tongue as she slipped into his mouth, fighting for control. His hands roamed her body while hers fought against the course clotheing that kept them apart.
A spell had been cast that couldn't seem to be broken. Everything was perfect, there were no worries of any kind whatsoever. Only him, his scent filled her senses, his breath sent chills of lust climbing through her body. Liquid fire was in her veins as he slammed her into the wall, no pain came from the movement as she sucked firmly on his bottem lip as he moved away.
His blood was sweet on her tongue, a million sensations rushing through her at the dazed look that had come to pass over his features. A hazy look had come over the world around them, makeing a mockery of any thing outside it. Dazzeling passion dwelt between them as he made a path of kisses down her neck, her hands ran through the smooth white skilk of his hair...arching against his body feeling as a firm resentment at the clotheing that binded them.
She wanted to feel him skin against skin on her. To stop the teaseing his hands provided...
"Hit---NANI?!"
The spell crashed into a thousand shards at the shocked voice. Emerald eyes became unclouded as she saw King Chid standing red-faced in the doorway. Embarrsment was clearly written on his face as he turned and practicly ran out the door, slamming it hard behind him. Dilandau laughed slightly, returning his lips to hers as though they hadn't just been interupted.
However, the moment had been broken...and though Hitomi could feel the hazy veil the spell that wove drawing her in...she wasn't going to be surrounded by it once again. Only half responding to his bruiseing kiss, she manevored them so that they were near the door. Her hand probed behind them untill she found the doornob. Throwing the door open she broke the kiss and pulled the shattered remains of reality in her mind together enough to grab a firm hold of his shirt front to shove him hard out the door and slam it on his suprised face.
Quickly slideing the lock into place Hitomi ignored his ranting on the other side of the door and sunk to her knees and leaned against the tightly closed wooden door. Embarrsement and frizzles of lust drilled through her as she ran her hands through her dishveiled hair. What had just happened? Why had she done that?
She loathed him, didn't she? No...hate was far to a strong a word for that emotion. Dislike? Not even that really...
As hard as it was to admitt, yes she was attracted to the cruel silver-haired god. His cruelty was a beautifuly tragic epic that held her attention fast. His garnet eyes of liquid amusement saw strait through her, and held a pain deep down--a fear to never be spoken a loud. Love from him, if gained, would last longer then an eternity.
If he had such a capcaity.
Many had claimed that the "demon" had no such endearments.
Lies. Foolish, spiteful lies. He could. If one dug deep enough. But it was a weakness in his eyes, that much Hitomi knew. To awaken it inside him would be inviteing in the hounds of hell. And Hitomi wasn't sure if she wanted to be the woman to bring such emotions of his into the light. But if that kiss said anything, it didn't look like she had much of a choice in the matter.
Her body ached for him, her mind rebelled. Her heart thudded when he was near. Love was this? Hah. Yeah right. Hitomi had long since abandened such a folly. It wasn't likely that such a thing would ever befall her. Her desteny was simple: keep chaos from befalling an unsuspecting world.
That was all.
Hitomi turned and walked over to her window, her eyes traceing over the lush greenery of the courtyard. If she wasn't going to save it for the people of Gaea today, she'd save it for the generations to come...and for the beauty that would be tarnished should she not. For the Sanctuary she'd seen for that simple, breif shinning moment she would fight.
She had no time though to indulge in useless girlish fantasies. No matter how......distracting....Dilandau Albatou was she couldn't let it interfear with why she was here. Couldn't let her personal feelings complicate everything. Emotions can all to easily be used against you, and as Hitomi was fast learning she couldn't get involved with a man on any level without getting emoitonal attached. And being attached to anyone can eventually end in pain.
And she wasn't all that certain she could deal with loseing someone she cared about again.
Besides, Dilandau Albatou didn't seem the type to be looking for any sort of relationship anyway. And Kanzaki Hitomi had never been the type to sleep around to find some sort of mental release from her problems anyway. The golden-brown haired Goddess ran a restless hand through her hair as she flopped back down on the bed.
Her body was frozen still in the haze of passion, her lips feeling bruised and stinging beautifuly at the kiss they'd been givein. She'd never kissed anyone before. Sure, she'd practiced on her hand like all girls did at some point in their young lives, dreamt of the true love kiss that her knight in shining armer to give. Read a thousand romance novels to prepare her for it, and yet a single kiss from that silver-haired man had practicly sent her to her trembleing knees.
Closeing her eyes tightly Hitomi shook her head slightly. She didn't have time to think about this kind of stuff. She had to concentrait on the matter at hand. Solveing her Visions and preventing chaos from decending. And holding off Jaden as long as possible...she couldn't...couldn't deveiate from this!
She had to forget this. Forget that he had just kissed the daylights out of her and her own shameless responses to him. Had to....for her own sanity and heart.........if they weren't lost already that is.....
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Van Slanzer Fanel, King of Fanalia was for the first time in a very long time completely paralized by shock and suprise. His lips stung deleciously from the innocent kiss of the Princess of Asturia. She'd fled, and he'd done naught to stop it. He's breathing slightly labered he stared at the empty entrance to the gaurdens.
He's honor and heart screamed for him to run after her, though he couldn't bring himself to truely run after her. Fearing all that could arise should he do so. Did she care for him beyond friendship? If her kiss had anything to say about it, oh yes her feelings far went beyond any companionable since.
But...did he feel the same? True, Millerna *was* a stunning beauty, and had more intellegence then most nobel women he had meet over the years. And she was very kind and sweet...but could he really offer anything? All he had was the broken edges of a heart and a bitter hatred that kept him alive each day.
Nothing to offer such a woman really.
He'd only end up hurting her in the end, or her hurting him. Perhapes she would only end up betraying him like everyone eles had in his short life. No...Millerna wasn't the type to play games of the mind or heart for that matter. When she said you had her allegeince she meant it to the bitter end.
She had stood by them in the fruitless battle against the Zeibock Army's and tended their wounded with a steadfast loyalty. No, Millerna would not betray him for any cost. Never. Just as Merel would never leave his side even if ordered to. He could trust her, but was he really ready to make such a leap?
Ready to destroy their frendship over such a simple kiss? Well, maybe not *so* simple but still...could he bring himself to make such a leap of faith? He wasn't sure...wasn't certain of anything anymore. For the longest time he'd lived each day moment by moment, spareing and perfecting his skills in a rebellious hope that maybe Zeibock would fall. Preferbly by his own hand. A hopeless, shattered dream.
He'd used his hatred to keep him breathing, he knew little of how to even -court- a woman. Never had the time for such things as Folken had stated he didn't have to marry untill his moment of chooseing. Though if he didn't have a wife by the age of thirty Folken had warned he would pick him a wife.
Something Van wasn't the least happy about.
He'd marry anyone before he'd let his brother choose.
But maybe he wouldn't have to wait so long any more. Maybe all that he wanted had just been dropped into his lap and all he was doing was *standing* there. He had to go after, had to find her...try to find some way to balance the recent chaos that his world had been thrusted into once more.
That thought firm in mind Van ran out the entrance in search of the golden-haired Princess....
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Dilandau Albatou had never been this furiouse in his entire life. His hands clinched and unclinched as he made his way through the corridors of the Freid Castle. Passing by servents pressed themselves against the wall in a silent attempt to remove themselves from his path and thus his fury that was waveing off him like the deadliest of auras.
How *dare* she throw HIM out of the room! Who did she think she was?! She was enjoying it just as much as him and she'd *shoved* him out of the room! He didn't know what that kind of a kiss ment in her world but in Gaea it sure as hell wasn't playing a tease and throwing the guy out in the thrall of passion!
Growling softly he rounded a corner and made his way into the empty Freid gardens. In an flowing life around him instently made his stomache tightin in on itself. His hand itching to go for its sword. But there was no opponet for him to unleash his fury upon. Damn it all, where was Van Fanel when you needed him?!
Turning around he started to leave when laughter behind him forced him to stop. No one laughed at Dilandau Albatou and got away with it. Not a single damn person. Maliciouse eyes widened slightly though in the anticpation at finding someone to vent his anger on. Turning around he saw that cruel lady fate had delt him the one and only Allen Shezar. Damnation.
The blonde haired knight had a smirk on his face, his deep blue eyes sparkling slightly as they focused on him. The smirk in an instant droped away, a fleeting fear passing over his face as his hand instinctively moved closer to his sword. Oh yes. Smug blazeing ruby orbs watched that small, minimul movement with the upmost joy. Silently urgeing the older Knight to grasp the hilt and give the silver-haired general a reason to run him through with his sword...he'd been meaning to do so for quiet a while actually...
The blonde man did nothing, however. His feet backtracked for a moment, single bull-headed pride was the only thing that kept him from turning running away; of that Dilandau was certain. Allen swallowed hard, his adam's apple bobbing as he tried to keep a composed expression upon his face.
"S-something the matter, Albatou?"The knight questioned, trying to keep his voice soft so it wouldn't tremble too much.
Dilandau said nothing, his hand itching to go for his sword and run him through. But without probable cause he couldn't do it as Folken would be angry with him and he'd be repriminded in a more physical sense. Sure, Dilandau could handle pain....but 10 days strait day and night was a little much for anyone.
Silence deeped between the two and Allen shifted his stance slightly before turning around,"Well, I must be going...Chid needs to see me."he said quickly, an obviously lie to Dilandau's ears though he allowed the knight to run off.
Certainly that the amount of pride lost in the Knights retreat was enough punishment for him--at the moment that is of course. Abruptly the silver haired man became aware of someone watching him. The back of his neck burned slightly, the hairs pricked up as he wirled around. A child kneeled in the fresh green grass, curly longish dark brown hair fell lightly around his face; a smile that was nearly innocent parted lips of blue tint;showing preditoral teeth that we're pointed wolfishly.
He was dressed in only a loin-clothe and nothing more. His skin was a smooth slightly tanned color in the sunlight, his eyes a wide yellowish green with wide cunning black pupils that never really seemed to dilate.
"Hello, M'lord."He greeted cheerfuly, his voice holding a husky tint that didn't belong to his childish appearence.
"Who the hell are you?"Dilandau snapped, his hand resting over the hilt of his sword.
He paused, considering. No. Damnit. Even he was above slaughtering those without weapons, esspecialy unarmed children, besides this was Chid's palace and killing one of his subjects while they were under 'peace' more or less wouldn't be good for all involved--esspecialy him. And while Dilandau did have a love for chaos, he wasn't in the mood for one of Folken's repriminds.
The boy smiled at him,"You may call me Ryou."he said softly, walking over to him without the slightest fear or apperhension that most always had around him.
The boy confused Dilandau in an instant. He was too free with his movements. Children, men, and women alike were frightened of his very name, yet this single boy hadn't the slightest of any of that emotion. There had never been a time when he'd not been able to read another. He could almost practicly smell intoxicating scent of fear of feel the burn of their anger and strife. But from this boy...nothing...not the slightest twitch.
For the breifest of seconds the mighty War Lord felt the slightest tinge of fear sweep through him, freezing his blood an icy cold. Forcefuly he drew upon the anger from the Warrior Maiden Hitomi's treatment of him to swipe away the feeling. Fear was not a feeling he had ever known. Anger, yes. Hate? Of course. Passion, he'd had his share in his life at times. But fear? That was something new. Nothing had ever made the silver haired god afraid. It was unheard of.
"What do you want?"Dilandau demanded.
The boy, Ryou, smile widened. His features feigned sudden innocence though as he gestured to himself.
"Moi? Want? Nothing, well...nothing you can provide at the moment, M'lord. I belive the question should be, what do *you* want?"he questioned impishly.
Dilandau felt his eyebrows draw together in confusion. He narrowed his eyes on the boy as he thought on the question.
"What do you mean, boy? Explain yourself."
That same puckish smile remained in place as Ryou tsk-tsk'ed his finger at Dilandau,"Now, now its too early for that."He's eyes darkened suddenly, the happy go-lucky aditude suddenly falling away,"you should watch your lady more carefuly m'lord. Before He takes her away..."
Dilandau snapped his gaze back the way he came and opened his mouth to say something to the boy only to find him gone. Dilandau looked around widly for a moment, his senses pricking up for the slightest noise or unnatural disturbance in the air. Nothing. He was gone...just like he'd never been there at all.
Even still, the boy's question lingered. What did he want exactly? Hitomi? Yes. After that humilation she'd just thrown at him of course he wanted her more then ever. To show her who was in control...and to dominate her perhapes? No, he'd not want to destroy that fire of hers. A broken horse allows many riders any how. No, he only wished to tame her to his hand and his hand alone.
A smirk toke his lips. He was over-reacting any how. This was a game. And with an opponite such as Hitomi there were bound to be suprises like this one. There was still time. Pleanty of time to seduce the Girl of the Mystic Moon. And seduction was a fine art that Dilandau had long since mastered long ago. One wasn't a warrior until they had all the skills their body could possess and then some.
Running a hand through his silky silver hair Dilandau toke a direction and began to wander idly through the gardens as he plotted his next move on the emerald eyed warrior maiden...
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Jaden smirked as he appeared in the room with the warrior Cat-woman Merel. Her back was turned to him at the moment, her hands fussing with her dress. Lovely strawberry hair fell over dainty shoulders which tensed abruptly as she turned around, long fingers lingered above the hilt of her sword; relaxing only slightly when she realized it was him.
"What do you want now?"her voice was vapid, drenching the atmosphere of what emotion may of layed.
Jaden smirk widened as he raised a single delicite eyebrow,"Want? Why, Lady Merel, you should know that. I've come to collect on our bargain, of course."
Merel snorted demurely,"As long as you keep your end about Van-sama I don't give a damn. What do you need me to do?"she questioned, wanting to get strait to the point.
Jaden smiled coldly and layed a small silver cresent moon shapped pendent into her hand.
"Give this to Lord Chid's repersentive. That Warrior woman...Himeno I belive she referes to herself as."
"What'll it do?"Merel asked, pocketing the silver item quickly. It tickled her fingers like the first lick of fire...Fanalia...she pushed her thoughts from that memory and hardened her gaze on the being before her.
Jaden smile turned sardonic,"If I told you, it wouldn't be a suprise. Besides...I've a gift for you, Lady Merel. For your serveces you could say."
The cat woman sneered,"I don't want anything from you."
Pallid features turned chideing as a mediume sized crystal ball appeared in his hand. Clear and innocently malevelent he held it out to her.
"Ah, but I think you'll like this gift."
"What is it?"She breathed the question, her eyes locked on the shimmering object. Desire she didn't understand welled hard in her soul, begging her--no commanding--she take it...
His smile faded to a confident smirk,"Its a crystal, nothing more...but if you turn it this way and look into it...it'll show you your dreams....think of it as a thankyou....do you want it?"He asked, already knowing the answer.
She nodded slowly and he handed it to her,"'Til we meet again."
And with that he was gone.
Merel turned and walked away, turning the small crystal ball in her hands mutely...
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Emereld eyes were downcast as she finaly found the strength to dress quickly in the clothes she'd arrived in (They'd been returned clean sometime dureing the night). Leaveing her hair unbound Hitomi crept silently out of her room in search of the young ruler of Freid. Embarrsement still tingled through her as she recalled him walking in on......She blushed brighter at the mere rememberence.
She felt she owed him both an apology for some reason and a thank-you for heping her stop what would have been a mistake...or would it have been? Shakeing her head slightly in frustration she hurried around the corner only to bump strait into--
"Merel?"Hitomi said, shock resonateing through her voice.
Big, blue eyes framed by sooty lashes narrowed at her. She tossed her head slightly, one arm going down to hide something in the palm of her hand while the other reached into her pouch to pull out a small pendent. A large, silver crecent moon was cradled on it. The entoxicateing scent of magic swirled in the air nearly makeing the golden-brown haired Goddess feel slightly dizzy.
She blinked, confusion passing breifly over her face at the sight of the Goddess.
"Ah, Lady Himeno. I was just looking for you."she pushed the neckless into Hitomi's hands roughly,"A gift, from His Lord. Wear it tonight."
With those quick words she walked past the Goddess, delebertly makeing her shoulder crash into Hitomi's as she made her way. Hitomi turned, stareing at the back of the Cat woman with irratation on her features. As though senesing her gaze Merel turned and sent a smirk over her shoulder before squareing her shoulders higher and continueing her journey.
Looking down Hitomi turned the object in her hands. It was beautiful, incriticly carved and its weight proved its to be pure and not a painted metal trinket. Was it from Van, perhapes? Had to be, the only one that Cat Woman would refered to as "Lord" would be Van. Gods knew she didn't have respect for any one eles.
But why would Van give her a gift? What reason...could he of found out who she really was? No, no. Not possible. Knowning him he'd of confronted her by now if he had figured it out. Hideing in a silent seething anger wasn't Van's style. Or at least it hadn't been back then. But chances were that time hadn't taught him the age-old value of patience...she'd learned that much just by looking into his eyes. Brash actions were still his forte.
Not to say that was a bad thing. Quick actions usualy caught an opponet by suprise..
"Hit--..I mean, Lady Himeno...there you are."
Hitomi's head snapped up quickly at the soft voice, glanceing around wonderingly as she realized that dureing her museing her feet had lead her to the throne room.
"I...I wanted to apologize for what hapened earlier...I...I wasn't myself..."
Chid blused slightly,"Its alright. What you do in your spare time isn't my concern...however, I was hopeing that you were feeling generess enough to tell me *what* happened last night...and your reasons for returneing to Gaea."
Hitomi brushed off the relife she felt that Chid wasn't going to pry into what had happened with her and Dilandau...she couldn't even explain it to herself much less another person!
Hitomi turned her back to him,"I don't know what happened exactly. All I know is that They are gathering...and our time is nearly up."
Apperhension seeped into the young King's voice,"What do you mean? Who are 'they'?"
Hitomi closed her eyes, her shoulders stooping slightly,"I don't know exactly. I can't really explain it, Chid...you'll just have to see it when the time comes...and it won't be long...Gomen, I can't tell you more Chid-sama.."
Chid nodded his head slightly. He'd wanted answers from the emerald eyed Goddess but all he seemed to be getting was more riddles. Peices to a puzzle that simply didn't fit together. And if they did, and if he did solve it Chid had a feeling that it would be far too late...
"There will be a ball tonight, Hitomi-san. Mostly a gathering of the Zeibock repersentives and a few choosen nobels...It would be best if you could attend...its informal for you of course, as my Reperesentive you can wear what you like..."the corners of the young king's mouth twitched at that.
Hitomi blushed a little,"I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to...it just sort of happened..."
Chid held up a hand silenceing her apology,"Don't worry about it...it was amuseing to see the Repersentives be beaten by a woman. And it was nice to see Dilandau be givein a run for his money...hehe."
Hitomi smileed,"Alright...then I guess I'll see you tonight then?"
Chid nodded,"Of course."
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Long, pure white hair fell over slinder shoulders of the Elven man. Old as time itself, his handsom features were untouched by the time that had passed by. His ears were gently pointed, sticking up through his long wavy hair. His body was lean, yet masculen. He licked his lips slowly, a smile touching his lips.
The battle was soon to begine, all for the young Goddess who didn't have a clue. Didn't know that while her power was great she was only a key...a key to something few could possibly imagine. The Elven man's name was Puck, and there was nothing Puck enjoyed more then a battle. It didn't matter much to him which side he won, he was a wild card for either, but it was the enjoyment he derived from being in it.
Such fun indeed.
Hmm...should he pay her a visit perhapes? Her and her Gaurdian? Or maybe Jaden...Och, the choices were endless.
His choice made Puck disapered in a cloud of shimmering glitter.
A.n.-I know, not much action here but I'm trying to get all the players in place for this.^_^I hope ya'all enjoyed it anyway...review onegai:)I'll try to get the next chappie out very soon. My writers bloak be gone and I've got lots of idea's swirling...so...review so I know to update, kay?^_^
