A/N: Do you know how long ten sat on my desktop before I was able to upload it? To clarify, I got hacked, and my isp froze my account. ANYWAYS, you wanted more, and I have twenty reviews ^^ sankyuus to everyone who's reviewed.
I'm Not Iseult
Eleventh Chapter: Runaway
Aidana glared at her ceiling. Hitomi. Gone.
No!
She jumped up, her bed protesting with a loud crack. She glared at the futon. It couldn't take Hitomi from them. No stupid job could. No stupid parents would. The only question was, is Hitomi rebellious enough to run away? Aidana really didn't know.
Dilandau stared at the wall, methodically kicking or punching it. Several holes led into the bathroom, where steam entered his room. Folken, wrapped in a towel, ducked his head to stare curiously at his roommate. The two hated each other, But Dilandau usually took his anger out on his friends, not walls.
~Flashback~
Hitomi wrapped in his arms, he wasn't clearly listening to her babble on about musical artists. She was uptight about something, but he didn't know what. He almost didn't catch her critical statement, "—the end of the school year." By the way everyone else stopped what they were doing, he took it she'd said something more than how stupid mainstream music was. He abruptly turned his thoughts on her lengthened hair's silkiness to her words, still threading his fingers gently through her dark blonde hair.
She turned, tears in her eyes. She whispered quietly, so that only he could hear, "I want to go home now, Dilandau."
~End~
Dilandau remembered kissing all her fears away, wishing his would disappear as easily.
Folken remarked, drying his hair, "If she pays, she could stay in the extra room. You'll have to clean out the crud Dornkirk left behind when he was killed."
Dilandau winced. "No, she'll have my room. I'll clean it up for me."
Folken opened the door to the bathroom, covering a few holes in the wall for privacy. Dilandau snickered, and left, to convince 'Tomi.
Hitomi glared at Dilandau. "You are not that mad, are you? Folken hates you, and he does little better for me. And you'd be moving into a room where a guy was murdered? I knew you were a little mental, but this goes beyond—"
Dilandau smirked. "Aidana's insanity? No, she wants you to runaway and live in the streets like she did. You'll have a roof over your head this way."
Aidana stood, and determinedly pushed him back out the window from where he'd came in. "And stay out!" she locked her window.
Dilandau, standing precariously on a branch, slammed his fist against her wall. "Damnit, 'Tomi!" but he had leaned out too far, and crashed to the ground. Hitomi rushed outside—by the normal door—and knelt beside him, cursing herself.
A brown boot stepped on her scattered hair. "Excuse me Miss." Came a frightfully familiar voice.
Hitomi didn't even need to look up. "What are you doing on my property, Schezar?"
Allen smiled, shaking his long blonde hair behind his shoulders. "My parents heard that you and your sister didn't want to move before school's out, in six months, but your father has to leave in a week, and thought you could finish the trimester staying in my sister's old room. I'm sure your parents wouldn't mind in the least."
Hitomi closed her eyes, praying Dilandau would wake up and knock Schezar far enough away to never come back.
Hitomi picked Dilandau up, and carried him away from her yard. She heard Schezar following. She threw a convenient device of Dilandau's at him. From the sound of Allen's fall, Hitomi knew with a smile that Dilandau's dagger had hit where she had aimed.
A few hours later, Dilandau woke up, with Hitomi collapsed over his chest. By the moon's height, he guessed it to be maybe nine o' clock. He looked down, and realized why she was so tired. His left arm carefully braced, and below him, Hitomi had set up her new room—in the rafters—of Scynean High.
Her bed was across two rafters pretty close together. A simple wooden board, a mass of blankets as a mattress, when she would probably sleep beneath all of them. He saw a much neater bed, with railings. A small rising and falling informed him the bed was occupied. He guessed with a smile that would be Sakura's bed.
Instinctively, Dilandau knew that this was one secret his band couldn't know about. But looking at the head on his chest, he knew it was worth it.
A/N: My mom was a school volunteer, and there was storage space above the gym. You could see the rafters into the rest of the school, and I thought how cool it would be to jump from one rafter to the next. Just as an explanation, Sakura was at Syaoran's house, and Hitomi went and picked her up. Yeah, it's not realistic, but hey. Nothing else is in this fic either, right?
