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No Longer Mine Chapter 6
Disclaimer: Look to chaps 1 and 2 --------------------------------
Hey there people, sorry I haven't updated for soooooooo long. In fact, erm I STILL haven't done my homework.¬¬;;; but hey. Um...I'm starting to lose interest in this story...o.O so the updates will probably be less active than the other ones. Mind you, if you want me to update I will! Please R+R Onegai!!
Chapter 6 - .Allen-san?
Previously:
A small bunch of primrose and oleander lay on the polished table-top surface, tied together with piece of crimson ribbon. A hand scrawled note attached to the ribbon:
"Come to the ball"
A half-hearted smile crossed Hitomi's face, turning the note around to see who it was from she frowned; it was signed with an 'X'. Sitting back down she held the small bouquet close to herself, thinking. 'Primrose means I can't live without you..but what does oleander mean?" Shaking that thought out of her head, she told herself off for thinking too much. Though she felt a lot better, 'I might go after all...' Scrambling off the bed and putting the primrose aside, she opened the wardrobe carefully, and began to shuffle through the dresses, one after another.
Picking out a dress of light green, she put it against herself and looked into the mirror, it suited her quite well, the light green of the dress complimented her eyes of jade green very well. Fingering her brown hair, she felt uncomfortable. How lanky, greasy her hair was. Remembering the last time she had washed it was the day her dread Fiancé had come looking for her, that damn Kenichi, how she hated him so..Shrugging off the bad thoughts that she held, she put aside her dress and decided to go down to the lake to have a clean. Actually, the lake was one of the most beautiful things Hitomi had ever seen in her life, every time she saw it, the same magical feeling spread over her, purifying her, ridding her of her bad thoughts, her nightmares, her problems...
Rushing down the corridor she carried a set of clean clothes and a pure white towel, down several flights of steps and out the back door. Clambering over a wooden picket fence she put her things down behind a small row of shrubs where she was sure no one could see her. Undressing herself down to nothing, Hitomi leapt over the shrubbery and dived into the lake, the water cool and refreshing, her face and shoulders bathed in golden sunlight, treading the water she kept afloat, she didn't actually want to find out how deep the lake was..something lashed out at her foot and grabbed it. "Argh!" Hitomi choked as she was pulled underwater, her legs kicking frantically, her arms waving about, attempting to lift herself back up, she felt as if her lungs had been deflated..suffocating slowly...her eyes lost their sparkle as she became unconscious, sinking..sinking..sinking
...Oleander meant..caution..
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She awoke suddenly with a sharp intake of breath; how painful it was to breathe. Her eyelids fluttered open, before her eyes it was like a kaleidoscope. There were blurs of colours fused together, forever changing...
"Hitomi! Hitomi!" A voice cried, how familiar that voice sounded. Jerking her head up, the distorted images faded, and she could see the sharp reality. She was in the real world again. A pair of midnight blue eyes fixed upon her with concern swimming in them, she looked up at them. How beautiful they were. "Hitomi, can you hear me?" Silence, pure silence, blissful...
'Allen-san?' Hitomi's eyes widened in shock. Those pair of eyes belonged to Allen-san! She looked frantically, yes...there was his long, breath-taking beautiful long hair. His mouth opened and closed gawping like a goldfish. 'What are you playing at Allen-san, it's not funny I can't hear you!' She thought frantically. She opened her mouth to speak, and she was sure she did utter words but she couldn't hear herself speak.
It was cold. It was dark. It was ...silent.
Hitomi sat up, she was covered in some sort of cloak, but she was wearing nothing else. That didn't matter right now, she couldn't hear. This was some cruel joke of the God's. And it definitely wasn't funny. She hugged her knees and rocked, she couldn't hear, wetness spread down her cheeks as the salty tears welled up and overflowed from her eyes. She was crying, but she couldn't hear her own crying. What was going on?
"Allen-san! Help me, I can't hear!" She cried, her brain knew what she was saying but her own ears didn't pick up the sounds. Allen looked startled, his eyebrows rose and his expression changed to that of sheer horror. He said something, his mouth moved but Hitomi shook her head wildly, her tangled honey-brown locks flew about. She felt his comforting hand on her shoulder as he held her against him, his mouth opened and closed as he stroked her head.
The sky was already swirling with black clouds and the Sun had sought refuge behind a couple of mountains to the south. The harsh wind blew against the two people..in the middle of the forest...next to a stream...
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"Van-sama! Where is Hitomi? I can't find Hitomi." Merle cried, her ears quivered as she raised her eyebrows. "Van-sama!" She pounced onto his lap and started scratching at his newspaper.
"Miss. Merle, can't you see that Lord Van blatantly doesn't know?" Shizuka plastered a fake smile on her face, her eyes as cold as ever. "So I suggest you stop bothering him as he has many matters to settle."
"Stupid bitch..." Merle hissed, extending her cat claws to sharp points shaking her fists threateningly. "Woof woof..." She added, under her breath.
"Merle, you will not talk to Shizuka like that. Soon she will be just like your sister-in-law and she will be the Queen of Fanelia. Where are you manners?" Van's short, crisp, business like voice growled as he scowled at Merle. "Now run along and play or something. We need to get ready for tonight's ball."
Merle stared at him in anguish. This was Van-sama, this was her Lord Van, who had been her best friend and practically her brother since they had been so small. He was her only family, and she was his, until Shizuka...her entire body trembled with fury as she thought about that witch. That's what she was, she was a horrible nasty witch who must've cast some forbidden love spell on poor Van-sama...
'Hang on...Don't witches melt?" Her ears pricked up and her eyes glistened happily as she pictured herself pouring a large basin of water over the evil witch's head. Shizuka melting into a liquidy pulp...Merle cackled to herself as she wandered off. So what if Witches didn't melt...? She could always try..
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Hitomi's eyes reflected the flickering, bright, dancing flames. Allen had thoughtfully built a small fire from various pieces of dead tree bark. They had managed to work out a kind of language between them that Hitomi could understand.
Allen pointed to his chest, and then pointed to her, he then picked her up in his arms, walked a couple of steps, and put her down again, pointing once again but this time, to the steeple in the distance...Fanelia..
Hitomi nodded as she stood up, wrapping herself tighter with Allen's long, dark-velvet cloak...for that was all she was wearing...
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Disclaimer: Look to chaps 1 and 2 --------------------------------
Hey there people, sorry I haven't updated for soooooooo long. In fact, erm I STILL haven't done my homework.¬¬;;; but hey. Um...I'm starting to lose interest in this story...o.O so the updates will probably be less active than the other ones. Mind you, if you want me to update I will! Please R+R Onegai!!
Chapter 6 - .Allen-san?
Previously:
A small bunch of primrose and oleander lay on the polished table-top surface, tied together with piece of crimson ribbon. A hand scrawled note attached to the ribbon:
"Come to the ball"
A half-hearted smile crossed Hitomi's face, turning the note around to see who it was from she frowned; it was signed with an 'X'. Sitting back down she held the small bouquet close to herself, thinking. 'Primrose means I can't live without you..but what does oleander mean?" Shaking that thought out of her head, she told herself off for thinking too much. Though she felt a lot better, 'I might go after all...' Scrambling off the bed and putting the primrose aside, she opened the wardrobe carefully, and began to shuffle through the dresses, one after another.
Picking out a dress of light green, she put it against herself and looked into the mirror, it suited her quite well, the light green of the dress complimented her eyes of jade green very well. Fingering her brown hair, she felt uncomfortable. How lanky, greasy her hair was. Remembering the last time she had washed it was the day her dread Fiancé had come looking for her, that damn Kenichi, how she hated him so..Shrugging off the bad thoughts that she held, she put aside her dress and decided to go down to the lake to have a clean. Actually, the lake was one of the most beautiful things Hitomi had ever seen in her life, every time she saw it, the same magical feeling spread over her, purifying her, ridding her of her bad thoughts, her nightmares, her problems...
Rushing down the corridor she carried a set of clean clothes and a pure white towel, down several flights of steps and out the back door. Clambering over a wooden picket fence she put her things down behind a small row of shrubs where she was sure no one could see her. Undressing herself down to nothing, Hitomi leapt over the shrubbery and dived into the lake, the water cool and refreshing, her face and shoulders bathed in golden sunlight, treading the water she kept afloat, she didn't actually want to find out how deep the lake was..something lashed out at her foot and grabbed it. "Argh!" Hitomi choked as she was pulled underwater, her legs kicking frantically, her arms waving about, attempting to lift herself back up, she felt as if her lungs had been deflated..suffocating slowly...her eyes lost their sparkle as she became unconscious, sinking..sinking..sinking
...Oleander meant..caution..
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She awoke suddenly with a sharp intake of breath; how painful it was to breathe. Her eyelids fluttered open, before her eyes it was like a kaleidoscope. There were blurs of colours fused together, forever changing...
"Hitomi! Hitomi!" A voice cried, how familiar that voice sounded. Jerking her head up, the distorted images faded, and she could see the sharp reality. She was in the real world again. A pair of midnight blue eyes fixed upon her with concern swimming in them, she looked up at them. How beautiful they were. "Hitomi, can you hear me?" Silence, pure silence, blissful...
'Allen-san?' Hitomi's eyes widened in shock. Those pair of eyes belonged to Allen-san! She looked frantically, yes...there was his long, breath-taking beautiful long hair. His mouth opened and closed gawping like a goldfish. 'What are you playing at Allen-san, it's not funny I can't hear you!' She thought frantically. She opened her mouth to speak, and she was sure she did utter words but she couldn't hear herself speak.
It was cold. It was dark. It was ...silent.
Hitomi sat up, she was covered in some sort of cloak, but she was wearing nothing else. That didn't matter right now, she couldn't hear. This was some cruel joke of the God's. And it definitely wasn't funny. She hugged her knees and rocked, she couldn't hear, wetness spread down her cheeks as the salty tears welled up and overflowed from her eyes. She was crying, but she couldn't hear her own crying. What was going on?
"Allen-san! Help me, I can't hear!" She cried, her brain knew what she was saying but her own ears didn't pick up the sounds. Allen looked startled, his eyebrows rose and his expression changed to that of sheer horror. He said something, his mouth moved but Hitomi shook her head wildly, her tangled honey-brown locks flew about. She felt his comforting hand on her shoulder as he held her against him, his mouth opened and closed as he stroked her head.
The sky was already swirling with black clouds and the Sun had sought refuge behind a couple of mountains to the south. The harsh wind blew against the two people..in the middle of the forest...next to a stream...
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"Van-sama! Where is Hitomi? I can't find Hitomi." Merle cried, her ears quivered as she raised her eyebrows. "Van-sama!" She pounced onto his lap and started scratching at his newspaper.
"Miss. Merle, can't you see that Lord Van blatantly doesn't know?" Shizuka plastered a fake smile on her face, her eyes as cold as ever. "So I suggest you stop bothering him as he has many matters to settle."
"Stupid bitch..." Merle hissed, extending her cat claws to sharp points shaking her fists threateningly. "Woof woof..." She added, under her breath.
"Merle, you will not talk to Shizuka like that. Soon she will be just like your sister-in-law and she will be the Queen of Fanelia. Where are you manners?" Van's short, crisp, business like voice growled as he scowled at Merle. "Now run along and play or something. We need to get ready for tonight's ball."
Merle stared at him in anguish. This was Van-sama, this was her Lord Van, who had been her best friend and practically her brother since they had been so small. He was her only family, and she was his, until Shizuka...her entire body trembled with fury as she thought about that witch. That's what she was, she was a horrible nasty witch who must've cast some forbidden love spell on poor Van-sama...
'Hang on...Don't witches melt?" Her ears pricked up and her eyes glistened happily as she pictured herself pouring a large basin of water over the evil witch's head. Shizuka melting into a liquidy pulp...Merle cackled to herself as she wandered off. So what if Witches didn't melt...? She could always try..
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Hitomi's eyes reflected the flickering, bright, dancing flames. Allen had thoughtfully built a small fire from various pieces of dead tree bark. They had managed to work out a kind of language between them that Hitomi could understand.
Allen pointed to his chest, and then pointed to her, he then picked her up in his arms, walked a couple of steps, and put her down again, pointing once again but this time, to the steeple in the distance...Fanelia..
Hitomi nodded as she stood up, wrapping herself tighter with Allen's long, dark-velvet cloak...for that was all she was wearing...
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