Author's Notes: A big thank you to all of my reviewers!! ^-^ This chapter…hmm, it gets a little strange in certain parts. Ecchi strange, that is. Let me know how you like it.
Disclaimer: Me no own.
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Chapter Eight: Curses to the Curansians for Putting off Our Wedding!
-Aboard the Crusade, in The Room-
VISION
"Who's there?" Hitomi asked. She knew she was dreaming, but she asked anyway.
A black feather was her answer.
"Folken?"
Yes, it was Folken. What is he doing here? Was I not supposed to tell Van or something?
"Lady Hitomi, I have come to ask your permission for something," he stated, his deep voice echoing through her dream.
"Okay, what is it?" she asked.
He pulled out a green orb. Like the one his and Van's mother gave to Van in the Mystic Valley.
"Why…?" Hitomi was at a loss for words.
"This is going to sound odd, Lady Hitomi," Folken began. "This green sphere is an Energist. And I need to…put it inside you."
She just stared at him, her mouth gawking. Finally she asked, "Inside me?"
He nodded.
"Why?"
"Because one: this Energist has the power to heal your wounds, two: it will help your body resist—but not prevent—sharing Van's wounds if that should happen again, and three…well, I can't say the third reason at this moment. All I can say is that it will help you in the future," he explained.
Hitomi nodded in understanding. "Alright. But how will you get it inside me?"
Folken smiled. "Just leave that part to me." His hand reached out and pulled Hitomi closer to him. "Please accept my sincerest apologies for where I have to put my hands." And with that, he put one hand on her right shoulder to hold her still. He cradled the Energist in his other hand and lifted it so it was even with Hitomi's heart.
Suddenly she realized why he had apologized. She gasped as Folken pushed the Energist into her, and cried out in pain as her heart accepted it. His hand lingered on her chest for a moment, to make sure that her body wouldn't reject it.
It didn't.
"Thank you," he said as he extended his ebony wings.
Hitomi could only smile. She was still getting used to the added weight of the Energist.
"When you wake up," Folken began as he ascended in flight, "All of your wounds will be healed." Then he added somewhat uneasily, "And your body…most noticeably your chest area…will mature a bit to accommodate the Energist." And with that he flew away.
Hitomi blushed in realization.
END VISION
And then she woke up. She sat up in bed, no longer feeling any pain. Her eyes wandered to a figure, curled up in sleep, in the chair next to her bed. Van…she thought as she recognized the sleeping form. He stayed the night with me…
Suddenly he stirred, and opened his eyes. He looked to Hitomi, and found that she wasn't sleeping. She's awake…he thought. He took a closer look at her. Wait a… She's not bloody anymore… "Hitomi?" he asked.
She got up, and stood by the bed. "Van," she said.
"You're not covered in blood anymore! How…?" He was at a loss for words, as he stood up as well.
"Van!" she exclaimed, and ran into his arms. "This…this is another gift from Folken!"
"Folken healed you?"
"Yes! I thought I'd never be able to hug you again like this! But he came to me in a dream. And he healed me!"
He mentally thanked Folken as he hugged Hitomi tightly. "This is great! I'm so glad you're all better."
And as he pressed her to him again, he felt it. "Umm, Hitomi?" he asked, uncertain if he was just hallucinating in feeling this…change.
She blushed when she realized his curious tone of voice. "I guess I have to explain that too, don't I?"
Van backed away from her, and took a look her chest. More specifically, the two mounds that were located in that region. The two mounds that were significantly…larger. He blushed. "Yeah…that would be nice…."
So she told him the whole story: how Folken came to her and put the Energist inside of her. And how her body had matured to accommodate it.
Van stared in disbelief, his only thought being that Folken had to have known that this stunt would only make Hitomi more irresistible than she already was.
Hitomi giggled. "It's okay, Van."
"Do they…? I mean, are they…heavy?" he asked, his face turning a near crimson.
"Yeah," she admitted nervously. "But I think I'll get used to them…eventually." Inwardly she was afraid that her new physique would make certain actions more difficult to avoid.
Van smiled a bit. "But, umm…what are we going to tell everyone else?"
"I…uhh…sort of didn't think that far ahead," she answered dumbly. "Maybe we can just not tell them, unless they notice. Then we'll tell them the truth."
"Believe me, they'll notice," he semi-mumbled with a blush.
She could only blush in response.
"Hitomi," he sighed, embracing her again.
"Van," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck. And they kissed. Not because of Hitomi's matured body, but because of their love. "We can't…go further…than this," she whimpered between kisses.
"We won't," he replied. "I promise we won't." He picked her up and put her on the bed anyway. He was on top of her, hanging on to every shred of self-control he had left.
"Van!" she cried out of delight as he lifted her shirt and began kissing her abdomen.
"Hitomi," he moaned into her creamy flesh. He returned his kisses to her lips, cupping her face with one hand while the other moved up and down her side. His hand soon reached her hip, and, instead of moving back up her side, he continued downward. He trailed his touch down her thigh, lifting her leg so it wrapped around his hip. She gasped out of surprise, but accepted his movements. She arched her back, so that his hand could hold her at the small of her back. He took the hint, and pulled her even closer to him. And with a gentle whoosh, his wings burst from his back. He curled them downwards, as if to hide Hitomi and himself. In fact, that's exactly what he was doing. I know how embarrassed you'd be if someone walked in on us like this, Hitomi…
"Your wings are so beautiful," she complimented as they continued to kiss.
"Thank you."
Hitomi moved her hands down Van's shoulders and back, finally reaching those soft feathers that she so loved. She massaged every muscle, every ligament, every fiber of existence of her beloved's wings. Van loved every second of it. He moaned out of pleasure, knowing that she would be the only person to ever appreciate his Draconian half like this. Their breathing grew ragged, but they knew they couldn't go any farther than kissing. They couldn't conceive…not yet anyway. They weren't married, and their country was at war with Curanse. So, they kept their promise. They wouldn't go any further.
"Van…I want…to…so badly…but…I know…we shouldn't," she said between kisses.
"I know…how you…feel. Maybe…we should…stop…before we…get carried…away," he suggested.
"Okay," she agreed reluctantly.
He slowly lifted himself off of her, all the while wanting to taste her sweet lips again and again. He closed his eyes, and his wings folded back into his body, reluctantly leaving the tender caresses of Hitomi. He reopened his eyes, and looked down at her.
"I'm sorry," she apologized.
"There's no need for you to apologize," he assured her as he lowered himself beside her. "I promise you that once we are married and we've defeated those cursed Curansians, we will make love continuously until we are old cripples who can't move! We will keep all of Fanelia awake at night while we have hot, wild, steamy sex!"
"Van! I've never seen this side of you before!" Hitomi exclaimed while she cracked up laughing. "But I don't think we'll live to see that if we don't get some breakfast first," she added as she winked.
"True, very true," Van agreed as he returned her wink with his own.
So, the two lovers, momentarily forgetting about Hitomi's little gift from Folken, padded out of the room and into the hallway.
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