ATTENTION: Due to the crappiness of Chapter 5, I have added one more part to it. Please go back and read the ending of Chapter 5. It has been improved. For those complaining that they wanted more about Hitomi's past. You got it. I hope chapter 5 was not a big disappointment, with that part added in. Thank you for all the comments. Enjoy this chapter, and leave your comments for everything that you found new, in your review. Thanks! – Phantom Angel
Chapter 6 ~ Everybody's Got A Story
Wisdom and balance lie in knowing your own nature over time.
-Thieves' Guild
Morning came once again, bringing with it the wonderful scent of the summer. Fresh and exhilarating, the scent of dew, and flowers entered the young king's room, sneaking past the snowy curtains. Buried deep beneath layers of pillows, laid the crowned king of Fanelia. Seventeen-year old Van Fanel was fast asleep, his raven hair sticking through the sea of ivory bed sheets.
(Van's dream)
"I found you momma! There you are!" a small boy of five came running towards a tall woman.
She looked young, very young, with long dark hair, and beautiful chocolate eyes. She was dressed in a long blue dress. In the light of the morning sun, the two fine circles on her forehead sparkled.
"Van! What are you doing here?" she asked, her voice sounding worried.
"Papa sent me to find you. Remember, we're going fishing today?" the boy reminded her.
She smiled warmly, her eyes filling with motherly love.
"I never forgot. Come with me to the kitchen. I'm positive you're hungry." She said and reached out to hold his hand.
"Hungrier than a dragon. Actually, I could eat a dragon." Van told her, laughing playfully. He grabbed his mother's strong arm.
"Listen to me Van." She said turning to him, all playfulness gone from her eyes. "You must always respect the balance of nature. It is due to this frail balance that we are allowed to exist. Do not inflict harm on this circle of life, or you, and the whole planet will suffer." She told him.
"What circle?" Van asked seriously. He had long learned that whatever his mother said was extremely wise and important. He sensed the same tone of discussion in her voice characteristic of one of her lectures.
"Come here." She said, and drew him to a small flower. "This flower is a child of Mother Nature. This bee feeds on the pollen of this flower, thus making wonderful honey for its hive to survive. In turn, it allows the seeds of the flower to be passed on so more flowers will grow. The soil in which the flower is rooted is made of the bodies of deceased dragons as well as other wild animals. Finally, the sun and rain provide food for this frail circle of life. One cannot exist without the other; the bee without the flower, the flower without the bee. It is an unbreakable circle of life. They give some, they take some. It is the way it goes, with everything. You can never take without giving." She told him. "Do you understand?" she asked him, searching his small face for an answer.
"I think so. Only one thing. Where do humans fit?" Van asked.
Varie smiled inwardly. "We, humans are meant to protect this balance. Sometimes things happen that cause a catastrophic chain of events, and we are supposed to fix them, so that the circle doesn't break. We are the links between the small circles within the big one. We create one big net of life." Varie told him.
"But it doesn't always happen that way." Van stated.
"No, it doesn't. Sometimes we take too much, without giving, and nature strikes back at us. Just look at the Atlanteeans. They perished because they became greedy. They took without giving, and now they are dead. Remember this, son never take without giving. Even if you are not required to do so. Always give something, if you take something. It is the way to maintain the balance." Varie told him, and looked lovingly at him. "One day I might not be with you, but I hope my words will be." She said.
A pure white feather fell from the sky, right on them. Small Van picked it up.
"What bird is this from mommy?" he asked showing her ivory the feather.
Varie took it, holding it carefully in her hand. A shadow of sadness crossed her features. She looked up at the blue sky, and smiled knowingly. "It is from a very wise and ancient bird. They are very rare." She told him.
"Where is that bird now?" Van asked innocence taking place of former seriousness.
"Gone, but do not worry. They will be back. Keep this for now. It is a good omen when something like this falls out of the sky." She told him and gave him the feather.
"Gosh, I must be really lucky!" Van breathed in awe, looking at the silvery pure feather.
"Treasure it well my son." Varie told him. "Remember our discussion." She said, and walked away serenely, the former somber air forgotten.
(end of dream)
Van jumped out of his bed, startled by the abrupt ending of the dream. He breathed heavily, a tear falling down his cheek.
"Don't worry mom, I'm fine." He whispered, wiping the tear away. "I won't cry. A king doesn't cry. I am strong. Time heals all wounds." He thought and jumped out of bed.
It was a little past sunrise. Today was the day when they left for Lowenia, accompanied by Rafael and a few of his chosen men. Van had decided to pay a visit to King Amano of Lowenia. On his way, he planned on stopping into Freid and Asturia to talk to their leaders about the possibility of strengthening their defenses against the Outer Circle countries. Van knew a war was coming. There had been rumors that Grolash was now a territory of Solaria. That would have been most unfortunate for the two Grolash princesses. Van had met them in his distant-seeming childhood, and had found them to be most reasonable. Grolash was renowned for its armies and it's discipline. The king of Solaria had made a very good strategic move to take Grolash, thus assuring the best of armies for when the time for war came.
"I won't let you take Fanelia, you greedy scumbag!" Van snarled mentally. He jumped out of bed, and dressed, not even taking the time to notice the beautiful day unfurling outside. He did stop to take his sword out of its hold, and look at the ivory glimmer.
"Well old friend, let's go." He said and walked out.
The guards straightened and saluted at the sight of their king. Van smiled warmly at them. He was not a harsh ruler. His men loved him, and were incredibly loyal to the seventeen-year old. As a child, Van had trained with them, sharing some of the best times in his childhood along the hardened Fanelian army. He smiled sadly, thinking of how far away the years when he was carefree seemed. Over the past two years, he had known nothing but constant worry, as the void of power left by his father tore a hole through his country. Van wished he could go back to dreaming about adventures, beautiful girls, and just being innocent. But no, all that was ripped away from him, the night his parents died.
*flashback*
"Mother? Father?" Van asked coming into his parents' room the morning after the feast destined for their anniversary.
No answer, from any of them. Van smiled, thinking that they must be tired from all the partying. He walked to their beds, only to hear a slight choking coming from his mother.
"Van…" she whispered through death's veil. Her face was pale as wax, and her eyes bulged out, the fine veins sticking out and making them look horrific. Her hand, drained of all flesh, looking bony and deathlike reached out to touch his face. Van gasped, and pulled away, immediately regretting his reaction. "I'm sorry… I didn't teach you…" she whispered and then her head slumped to one side.
Van sat there by the bed, his body trembling, fighting with the pain. He checked on his father, only to find him in a worse condition than his mother. All flesh was drained from their body, leaving the bones wraped in the skin. Finally gathering up the strength to call the healers, he stood in a dark corner, and watched as the men poked his mother and father.
"It was poison." They told him. A slow acting poison, that drained all the water from someone's body. They died, because their blood clogged their veins. It couldn't flow anymore. It was a way of torture in ancient times, not seen since the Dark Age. Apparently it was called "Pain Fairy."
A day later, Van stood by their graves, fists clenched, body trembling. But he never let himself cry. Ever. He had sworn, he would never let himself cry. No matter how much it hurt. He would never cry. One tear fell down his cheeks. One tear, leaving a shining trail on his dusted face.
*end flashback*
"And I wouldn't let her touch me. I didn't let her touch me. WHY?" Van's conscience screamed.
His eyes going cold, Van felt himself slowly returning to the cozy shell he had built for himself. Never letting anyone peek inside his metal fortress, never wanting to look out, he had spent the last two years perfecting it. Making it so that it fit him, and him only. No one else. He felt the hard familiar walls, and let himself breathe in relief. Yes, this was who he had become. Life had made him that way. The dead couldn't be brought back, the scars would never heal. Even if time soothed them, they never healed. But back to business; Van slowly returned to the practicalities of his daily life, his pain forgotten, stored away so that it could be nurtured another time. With a decisive step, he opened the door to her room.
Hitomi Kanzaki had been enjoying the sweet luxury of waking up all on her own, and smelling the morning air. However, her door opened abruptly, and the king of Fanelia walked in. Hitomi, still half-asleep, didn't see that.
"Merle, just go away. I don't want to wake up yet." She said sleepily.
Van crept close to her bedside.
"Get up Kanzaki, it's time to leave." Van's deep voice announced her, close to her ear.
Hitomi's eyes flung open, and she jumped out of the bed. In a flash, she grabbed the feather-filled pillow and hit Van straight in the face, knocking him over.
"You pervert! How dare you come into my room! How dare you just walk in here when I am sleeping? What did you think? That you'd get a glance at me? Or maybe more? Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out!" Hitomi screamed, following her fierce cries with a hearty hit of the pillow.
"You sick perverted mastermind! It's not enough for you that you have to fall asleep on me, in the middle of nowhere! Now you have to come into my room? Well I'm not that kind of girl you scumbag! Get out u stinky piece of horse manure! Out! Out Out!" Hitomi said and kicked Van hard.
"Ow, hey listen… I didn't mean to.. I'm…" he couldn't say more.
"Don't you 'hey listen' me. Get out now, before I really hurt you!" Hitomi screamed.
Once Van was out of the room, Hitomi let herself sink by the now locked door. He was gone. She sighed and got up. The nerve of that king! Who did he think he was? She was not some tavern girl ready to do as he pleased!
Hitomi got up, and walked to the bathroom. She sunk in the warm water and the soft foamy bubbles surrounded her immediately.
"Just who do you think you are!?" an angry cat-girl burst through her bathroom door.
Hitomi didn't bother to jump out of the water.
"Merle… you're late." She said.
"How dare you talk like that to Lord Van? How dare you hit him?" Merle blew up.
Hitomi closed her eyes. "Why don't you ask your king what he was doing walking into my room unannounced?"
Merle was silent.
"It was only self defense." Hitomi added.
"You humiliated him. The whole army is probably talking about it. Do you know how much you damaged his reputation? How dare you do that!" Merle walked up to Hitomi and slapped her.
"Get out!" were the only two words Hitomi said.
Merle turned on her heels and walked away, slamming the door. Hitomi sunk under the water, her mind swirling with anger. How dare they blame her? She was sleeping! It wasn't her fault he walked in and startled her! How dare they? However, a small voice inside Hitomi told her that she had been wrong to do that. He was the king. The voice asked her if she had spent all those years perfecting her skills, and running away from the law only to get her head chopped off by one measly king.
"Well I won't apologize!" Hitomi stood up and toweled herself. She put on her pants and cloak and walked out.
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By the stables, Van had finished huffing and puffing over the nerve of Hitomi Kanzaki. He was sure the men were laughing at him. Mocking their king on his inability to handle a woman. He frowned and tightened the saddle on his horse so hard, the animal neighed.
"No need to be so rough with him M'Lord." Dilandau's voice echoed behind him.
"Dilandau, I've been waiting for you. Is everything ready?" Van asked no paying any attention to anything.
"Yes. Rafael is waiting outside, along with some men chosen by me." Dilandau told him.
"Good. I will be there in a second." Van told them.
After Dilandau left, Van checked his horse, fed him some hay and mounted it.
Hitomi walked to the stables, pondering what to say to the raging king. He was probably very annoyed and angered with her behavior. Hitomi wasn't sorry for what she did, but she was afraid. As a king, he wielded a lot of power she did not desire to have aimed at herself. Silently, she crept to the stable, and peeked through the window. She saw the blond haired boy and the king talk in hushed voices.
Hitomi didn't know why, but when the silver haired boy walked out, she felt a wave of darkness, of coldness follow him around. Her eyes narrowed, shooting daggers after him. No, Hitomi did not like Dilandau. Not one bit. Careful not to break any twigs, or make any noise of any sorts, Hitomi crept into the stables. The king still had his back turned to her. She stayed low, and walked into a stable. A pure black horse neighed, revealing her position.
"Who's there?" Van called.
Hitomi didn't answer.
"Who's there. Answer now, or else I'll chop off your head." Van threatened.
"Ok, ok, it's me. Are you happy now?" Hitomi asked coldly. She stood up, so Van could see her.
"What do you want? What are you doing here?" he barked.
"I'm going with you to Lowenia, am I not?" Hitomi asked innocently.
"Stuff your innocence somewhere else, you witch. You're only going to Lowenia with me, because you are a useful asset, not because I fancy your company." Van bit venomously. He regarded her with an air of superiority.
Hitomi looked at him indifferently. "You're not the only one using someone, your Majesty." Hitomi said. She then mounted the black stallion and kicked open the stable door.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Van told her.
"Do what?" Hitomi asked.
"Ride that horse." Van answered.
"And why not?"
"You'll see." Van said. He then spun on his heels and walked away.
"Giddiup!" Hitomi kicked the horse gently, and the big animal began to move. They walked out of the stable nonchalantly, ignoring the king.
"Lord Van! Lord Van! I want to come with you!" Van heard Merle's voice.
It was a few more minutes before he actually saw the owner of the voice. The cat-girl, dressed in a pale blue dress, ran into the stable and hanged herself by Van's neck.
"Merle!" was all Van could say, his other words choked by her grasp
"I want to go with you Lord Van!" she said and let him go.
"Merle, we very well discussed this. You know you can't go. Not yet anyway. You have to stay here with Balgus, and take care of the nobles. You know very well the frail political situation we're in." Van told her.
Immediately, Merle was serious. "You're not joking?" she asked.
"No." Van answered. "The Farmer's Guild is still unsettled, and I am positive that the Merchant's Guild isn't too happy with the current situation either. I know that there is some talk in the council about more changes. The elections are close, and I know the Minister of Internal Affairs is planning something. You're the only one I trust. You and Balgus are the ones I trust. Please keep Fanelia in one piece." Van told her, and hugged her tightly.
"For you Lord Van?" Merle asked, her blue eyes looking at him intensely.
"Yes, for me." Van said and hugged the slender frame of the cat-woman.
Merle hung by his neck for a few more minutes and then let go, slowly moving away. With an outburst of shyness, she ran away. Van chuckled, mounted his horse, and then rode away, in the light of the morning sun.
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The day was almost half spent when Van's escort decided to stop for a rest. The way to Lowenia was long. It was at least a day and a half until Asturia, and then half a day until Freid. But at the moment, Van didn't care. He was busy drinking heartily from the pond nearby.
"You know, that water could be infested and poisoned. You shouldn't drink from it." Van looked up, to see Hitomi and her dark cloak lean against a rocky ledge. They had to cross some small mountains before entering Asturia.
"Don't you ever get tired of that silly cloak?" Van got up and said with bitterness.
"No? Don't you get tired of playing silly court games?" Hitomi asked.
"Check-mate." Van thought. He just glared at her, and walked away. "Mind your own business." He snarled.
"Oh, but you are my business. See, if you're alive, we catch Nadya's killer. If you're dead… well, let's just say you won't be of any use to me." Hitomi whispered dangerously in his ears.
"Have a golden piece and go bark up someone else's tree." Van said and reached for his money pouch. However, he soon discovered, it wasn't there.
"Missing something?" Hitomi asked with a superior smiled.
Van turned on his heels. "Nope." However, he was wondering what he could have done with the money pouch . He was 100% sure he had tied it to his waist. But… who could have taken it? No one got that close to him unless… his eyes turned on Hitomi. She just smiled, innocently. Van had a feeling that she wasn't that innocent, but then again, he couldn't prove anything.
"Let's go. We must reach Horsetail Inn by nightfall if we want to keep on schedule." Van commanded.
Everyone fell in formation. The king, Dilandau and Rafael in the front, the others in the middle, and Hitomi in the back with the luggage oxen. She did get the point, but Hitomi didn't mind. She had been in worse places, worse situations, and after all, no one could blame her if some of their stuff went missing. After all, she was riding with the luggage oxen and could never have made her way to the front.
They were laughing and singing merrily, when Hitomi heard a small, piercing scream. She broke from the group, and went to investigate.
Riding through the forest, Hitomi came to a clearing. There, 3 warthogs had cornered a small red-haired woman and her horse. She looked small and fearful. Hitomi saw them too late. She had already entered the clearing. The warthogs snorted furiously, and turned on Hitomi. She tried to guide her horse to avoid them, but the horse was too scared, and the space was too small. The biggest warthog came and challenged her. Coldly, Hitomi aimed her crossbow and aimed. The hog moved out of the way, with a rapidity Hitomi didn't know it had. Suddenly behind her, It made a startled noise, scaring the horse. The frightened animal bolted, throwing Hitomi flat on her back. She groaned and rolled away, avoiding the hoofs of the horse. The hog, seeing that it now had its enemy at a disadvantage, charged blindly. Hitomi shot two arrows in its eyes, but the beast kept on coming. She tried to move away, but the hog rammed her, sending her frail body into the nearest tree. Through fuzzy vision, Hitomi shot two more arrows into it's heart and neck.
The caravan heard a loud pitched scream coming from behind them, and suddenly, out of the forest, in front of them, came Hitomi's black horse. Van's heart jumped a beat. No, it couldn't be. What happened to that careless girl. He looked back, indeed to see her gone.
"Oh no, Hitomi! HITOMI!" Van pushed his horse into a gallop, following the tracks. If that stupid girl had herself killed… Van couldn't continue the thought. He reached the clearing, and saw the two remaining warthogs closing in on the red head. Hitomi was an unconscious lump of flesh, lying limp near a tree. Van's temper flared when he saw the proud woman so helpless on the floor. Not even when she had jumped from the window had she looked so poorly. With two slashes of his sword, he killed the hogs. Practically jumping from his horse, he ran to Hitomi.
"Hitomi, Hitomi what's wrong?" he gently called to her. The voice that had held such iron melted to a warm whisper now that she was hurt.
"The big hog attacked her. She tried to help me, but she only got herself in trouble." The bold voice of the red-head called to him.
Leaving Hitomi for a moment, Van turned around and acknowledged the woman's presence.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" he asked her.
"My name is Yukari, and I'm travelling to Lowenia." She told him.
"A lady? Travelling all alone in the woods? This time of year?" Van had barely heard of such a thing.
"Well, yes. My village was burned, and I am looking for a better job in Lowenia." She told him with a bold grace Van had never encountered in a commoner.
"Why so far away?" he asked.
"My uncle and his wife lives there. I am going to live with them for a while." She said.
"Where are you from?" Van asked sternly.
"Well now, that's enough questions for me. I think your friend is rather sick." She said calmly, reverting his focus to Hitomi.
Indeed, she wasn't feeling too well. Upon close inspection, Van found a massive bump on the side of her head. She moaned in pain when he touched it, so he guessed it was what made her lose consciousness.
He slowly picked her up, and dragged her along. His horse was waiting, quietly munching on some grass.
"Your majesty, are you all right?" Dilandau came out of the bushes just as Van was putting Hitomi on his horse.
"Yes, quite fine. However, she is not." He said pointing at Hitomi.
"What happened?" Dilandau asked.
"In an act of bravery, she got herself in trouble. It's only natural." Van chuckled. He positioned Hitomi in his lap. "Lady Yukari, I do not find it safe for you to travel alone. We will escort you to Lowenia, since it is on our way." Van said and rode away proudly.
"As you wish my lord." She said and bowed courteously.
Dilandau helped her mount, and they returned to the rest. They were all pretty surprised to find out about the hogs. Yukari retold everything in the most adorable of fashions, making Hitomi sound like a martyr, and Van like a warrior of the heavens. Everyone was charmed to have her around. In her light and friendly way, she managed to touch everyone's hearts.
"So, m'lord, how is she feeling?" Yukari asked bringing her horse near Van's
"Last time I checked on her, she was still out cold." Van said and looked over his shoulder. The men had improvised a sort of litter for Hitomi to travel on. Riding between two luggage horses, Hitomi looked very peaceful as she slept. Her pained face easing out.
"She'll have one heck of a headache when waking up." Yukari observed.
"Well, it was her choice to ride that horse, and it was her choice to ride out and not tell anyone about it." Van said, trying to sound cold.
"I s'pose you warned her." Yukari sighed.
"About the horse yeah. I thought it was pretty clear she ought to stick with the caravan." Van laughed.
"Apparently she likes to rescue damsels in distress." Yukari smiled.
"That's Hitomi for you. Always doing a man's job." Van chuckled, and his eyes warmed up, thinking of all the times Hitomi and he had bickered. He enjoyed those fights. They had made him feel alive.
"So, she's not your wife?" Yukari asked innocently.
Van blushed, luckily the now surrounding darkness hid his face. "No, she's just… a companion for the ride." He said.
"Concubine?" Yukari asked boldly.
Van hesitated. "No."
"Secret Lover?"
"No."
"Sister?"
"No."
"Cousin?"
"No."
"Daughter?"
"God no."
"Then, what is she?" Yukari asked curiously.
"Not that this is any of your business, but she's my bodyguard." Van answered seriously.
Yukari began to giggle, and then she burst into a fit of laughter.
"You're right. She does like doing odd jobs."
Suddenly, the crowd hushed, as the dim lights of the inn appeared before them. They talked with the innkeeper, ate a light dinner, and then went to their rooms.
"Are you and Lady Hitomi rooming together?" Van asked.
"Yes, I don't see why not." Yukari smiled politely.
"She's currently resting in my room, but I'll bring her over." Van said. He went up the small wooden steps.
Yukari entered the small room, lit an oil lamp. A few seconds later, Van, and the sound of many creaking floorboards brought Hitomi to the room. The King let Hitomi slowly fall on the feather-soft bed. She stirred a little, and opened one eye. Van grinned, when he saw she was ok.
"Sleep now. You'll need it for your chewing out, later." He told her.
She moaned and rolled over.
"Her bags are in a corner. I am sure you can find a nightgown in there somewhere." Van told her. "Good night." He said, and left the room abruptly.
After Van left, Hitomi woke up, yawning strenuously.
"Good morning." She said.
"You mean good night." Yukari corrected her.
"Where's the pigs?" Hitomi asked.
"Dead. Thank you…" Yukari said shyly.
"For what?" Hitomi asked, stretching.
"For saving me. If it weren't for you, I'd be history." Yukari told her.
"No problem. I love rescuing damsels in distress." Hitomi said.
Yukari laughed. "I've heard that before." She said. "But you took a nasty bump. I looked at it, and it's fine, but you do need rest."
"Whatever the doctor says." Hitomi mumbled. "By the way, I'm Hitomi."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Yukari." Yukari said. She got off the bed and moved towards Hitomi's bags.
"Don't bother getting me a nightgown. I'll sleep like this for tonight." Hitomi said, and let her cloak fall to the ground.
"Ok then, good night." Yukari told her, and went to bed.
"Night." Hitomi said.
Outside their door, Van smiled contently. Hitomi was fine, and he was glad for that. He had been very afraid for her life that day. Tomorrow, he would give her the chewing of her life. But for now, he was happy she was unharmed.
And the red eyes came out of the darkness, smiling menacingly.
"Soon Fanel, soon." It said, and then left.
Author's Note
Sorry for the delay. I hope you liked this chapter. I tried. Heh, now you get to see more on Van and what happened in his life. I'm trying to do lots of character development ok? And yes, Yukari will play a big role in this. Heh, just who is she anyway? You'll see. You'll see. Hints will be dropped. It's still a Van/Hitomi romance, don't worry. If you look, you see the faint signs of love. But I'm not gonna tell you where they are. I hope you like the plot. It will get better. Next up, Asturia. Just what awaits them there? How have I screwed with the characters? Well, you'll see! Eheh… picture this! Millerna the table girl! No… I'm not THAT cruel. Ok. Well, that's it for what's going to come.
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