How do you Love?

By Infinitis

AN: I have concluded that I will split HDYL in two parts so that my story may extend. The next part of my story will be called Battle of Hearts. That means there will be REAL battle scenes. Gotta luv those sword fights! Have fun reading ^,^

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Angel of Reincarnation: Thankies! Sorry bout da cliffy. It was nice talking w/ u on da Internet. ^.^ Do you think you could write me more?

Narouki: Hay girl! I'm doin it as fast as I can Kay?

Myst Lady: Thanks for da review! I know this was for the one on the sixth chappie, but you see, I was just done with my 7th one when you reviewed. ^.^ Sorry! I have ta finish this Fic before I do my E/SM again, so I'll hurry.

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Chapter 8: Freedom~ The Journey

"Let's go before they get us!" Dillandau said, climbing the big guymelef. Once he felt secure, the young man took hold of Celena's arm and helped her up the giant armor. Just as they jumped into the cockpit, the Zaibech started to climb.

"What are we going to do?" questioned Celena, a little frantic then usual. The girl was sitting in the backspace of the pilot seat where Dillandau was sitting.

"Calm down, I'm trying to think!" Dillandau is not in a happy-go-lucky mood. Things were going too fast and his brain is trying to catch up. 'If only I knew how to work this THING!' The Zaibech were getting closer. Dillandau touched something sharp with his hand. He grunted and lifted it to see if might leave a mark. But to his surprise, a wire was stuck in his wound. He tried to get it out but it seemed to be stuck. Then more bits of pain that were followed by wires clung onto the back of his legs, arms, and the sides of his torso. (I know, I know. It's kind of a mix of a movie/TV fic) He flung his arm to try to take them off. Then it seemed that the Guymelef was making the same moves with its arm too. Celena felt the Guymelef move. 'If it moves when I move, then maybe...' Dillandau thought.

"Dillandau, did you figured it out?"

"Yep!" Then with one stomp of his foot, screams were going off. Dillandau opened a seeing hole and saw people laying on the ground unconscious or grumbling in pain. "Oooh, that's gotta hurt." He said mockingly. "That's what they get when they mess with the Silver Dragon!" He yelled out. Celena chuckled and shook her head.

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Folken fought, but lost. The overseers and ZS chained him and beat him. Millerna was knocked unconscious. Knowing full well of her royalty, they couldn't hurt her. 'Please get out safely.' Folken pleaded. Noises sounded off from the distance. Folken looked toward it. A silver guymelef moved its arm. But to Folken surprise, it was the wrong one!

"Who is working the old Alseides?" asked the Leader. "It can't be worked on, unless..." 'The pilot has the blood of the Atlantians.' Folken finished in thought. 'Dillandau must've have their blood.' (Atlantians in the TV series, when I see them, they have blond hair and blue eyes. To give you a clue why Dillandau has the blood, who looks like an Atlantian in the beginning of my story...) 'I hope that one has the stealth mode.'

"Tell those pathetic fools over there to fight the old guymelef. I don't care if we damage it. Just get the two escapers!" Yelled the Leader.

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Dillandau walked (or the guymelef) to find a way out, but all of the hallways seem to lead nowhere. There was one last hallway he didn't look at. Once he was in it, a couple of guymelefs stood in front.

"I don't think they're here to wish us luck on our escape, Dillandau" said Celena from behind the Albino. She steadied herself with her hands on the walls of the cockpit when the guymelef moved, just to get a better look.

"I know that Cel. If they're not going to move, I guess I have to fight them then. But how..."

"Do you really have to fight?" Celena said softly

"Well, of course. They're our enemies! And plus, it's the only way..." A blue guymelef ran towards them and knocked the old guymelef down, making it fall backwards. A bump was heard from the back of the cockpit. Something metallic-liquid sprouted out from the blue guymelef's arm, hardened, and was formed into a sword, pointing at it's opponent. Dillandau didn't know what to do now.

"Give it up, Albino! Surrender, and we wont have to hurt you. But if you choose to fight, you shall die of long and painful death." Said the pilot of the Blue guymelef. 'Is he mocking me? Telling ME to surrender? As if!' Then at the moment, a spectacle with bluish-white lens came over his right eye. (I try -_-) 'What the?' He saw the blue guymelef standing in front from the lens. 'This must make me see what's going on outside'. After that, he felt a liquid-like substance in his right hand. He looked at his arm to see, but found nothing there. Soon he figured out that maybe it was his guymelef who had something in his hand. He threw his arm forward, holding the invisible substance, and felt something hit. Yet there was nothing there in the cockpit to stop his arm from going on. From the blue lens, he saw the blue guymelef topple over to the side. A sword like object similar to the others sticks from his guymelef's hand. 'This must be it.' Dillandau got his guymelef to stand up.

"Are you ready for a ruff ride, Celena?" He asked. There was nothing.

"Celena?" No response. Dillandau felt worried and wanted to look, but he couldn't turn his back away from his enemies. Some were coming towards him. "Can you hear me Celena?" He said wile swinging his sword-like object to the opposing guymelefs. Again, nothing came from Celena. There was something wrong. "Hold on, Celena. We're getting out of here." He said, half to himself. Full of rage and anger, Dillandau quickly flowed though the crowd. He yelled like a crazed man. A twilight sky and yellow hills showed at the end, their getaway to the world outside. Hope ran though the young man's veins. Dillandau skipped the rest of his enemies to get to his destination. That was a big mistake. He ran as fast as the wind, so fast his legs burned. He finally got out. Freedom!

"Fly! Go to Flight Mode! He's getting away!" Yelled a pilot from a leading guymelef.

"Flight mode?" Dillandau spoke his thought. He turned around and saw the guymelefs stop. Their legs came together and started to hover above the ground. He started to run again, faster then before. For he knew that his freedom may not last. 'If only...' Dillandau didn't know, but a cloak opened up on the back of his guymelef.

"He disappeared! Gone without a trace!" Yelled the guymelef pilots in the back. Dillandau ignored their yells and kept on running. The dark-once yellow hills turned into a forest. Most of the trees must have been taller the guymelef itself. Dillandau herd no one in the distance behind him. Not a soul was fallowing him. Safe and secure! Something Dillandau rarely felt had now come to stay. Hopefully it will stay long. Dillandau slowed down, stopped, and took a deep breath out of exhaustion. The wires detached from his skin, leaving tiny marks throughout his body. The unnoticed cloak hid itself back into the guymelef. 'Celena!' flashed though his mind. Quickly, he crawls behind his seat to the back of the cockpit. Celena lay silently on the floor with a gash on her brow.

"Celena, no!" He went to her and held the girl close. The young man needed to bandage her wound, so he propped Celena's body against the wall. He ripped the edge of his new shirt and wrapped the cloth around the girl's head. Cautiously, he held her in his arms. (The room was very cramped ya know, and don't you be thinking dirty, cuz they are not as sick minded as you hentai people out there) The Albino was angry with himself for having Celena hurt. 'She must of hit her head when the guymelef fell. I could have blocked it. But no, I had to get her hurt just because I wasn't paying attention. I wanted to protect her, but I couldn't. I've broken a promise that I made for myself. It's all my fault!' he angrily hit the wall with the edge of his fist. It made a loud noise. He looked to Celena to see that maybe she woke up, but her eyes were still closed. Dillandau grabbed his chest for the pang of pain came once again, making him wheeze. The pain was little harsher then before, but it swiftly went away. 'Why do these things come?' While sighing, he let his head rest on the wall. Still exhausted from the escape, he fell fast asleep.

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Celena opened her eyes to a splitting headache, yet she felt so warm. Celena found out (though her headache) that she was leaning against Dillandau's chest. He breathed rapidly and shook his head. Sweat came off his brow plus his hands shook also. 'I never see him like this. He usually sleeps calmly from what I remember. Is he having a nightmare?' She got up groaning, holding her head. Celena felt a strip of cloth wrapped on her head. 'Dillandau must of done this. He has done so much for me.' She leaned to him, enclosing her arms around his shoulders.

"Dillandau, Dillandau, it's ok. I'm here." She kept on cooing him in his ear, softly and sweet. Calming down, the Albino roused at her calling from the land of dark sleep. He looked into her crystal pools and got up, never leaving her eyes out of contact with his.

"Celena, are you ok?" he asked worriedly.

"I have a headache. But other then that, I'm fine." She smiled while rubbing her head. Dillandau still looked at her stern. 'He's so cold. Was it the dream?' Celena was about to open her mouth, but a noise in the woods made her stop. The Albino swiftly turned to the weird lens to find out what was going on. He stood there for a while.

"Hmm"

"Dill..." She asked, but was immediately stopped.

"Shhh" the young man said wile holding his hand up as a signal for silence. "They're here. We must leave here NOW before they find us. We have to get far, far away from Zaibech as much as we can. " He slowly opened up a hatch and poked his head carefully out. Noticing that things were all clear, he slid himself to the outside world. Celena came out next.

When they were both safely on the ground, Dillandau hastily pulled Celena behind a tree to the shadows. Out of sight or at least they hoped they were. Large mechanical noises echoed within the whispers of the trees. A huge guymelef foot was set in view behind them.

"On the count of three, we run." He whispered. "We may be separated, so remember to stay in the shadows. Got it?" Celena nimbly nodded. "Ok, One Two...THREE!" Both shot forward within the shadows, trying to run lightly as deer feet.

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"Keep on looking! I know there here." Said the chief guymelef pilot. Search parties extended to the boundaries of Zaibech looking for the two escapers. Bounties were on their heads (Cel and Dilly I mean) to whoever found them first. 'But why do they want to get them?' many ask, 'They're just escapers.' But are they just escapers or do they have something more? All we know now is that Dornkirk is just really, really MAD.

"Sir! We found it! We found the old Alseides!" Yelled a young pilot with a group of others.

"Then what are you gawking at? Go and see if they're there!"

The guymelef that belonged to young pilot opened the hatch and looked inside. He hesitantly looked to their leader.

"Well?" The chief asked, a little on the edgy side.

"The-they're not... there." He answered shyly.

"What!" The chief screamed. He knocked the young pilot over. "Search the grounds! Don't get off track. We have to find them before nightfall!"

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Yelling voices filled the teenagers' ears. This means the Zaibechs found out.

"Celena, this is the time where we spilt."

"But where do I find you again?"

"Don't ask stupid questions. Now Go!" Dillandau ran to the side, far from Celena. Celena was shocked at what he just said. 'How could he? I was just asking...' She started to cry. 'If he doesn't want to be around me, then FINE!' Angrily, she ran farther away from him.

'I'm sorry Celena, but it's the only way to keep you safe from them and myself.' Dillandau zigged-zagged through the trees and heard more noises again. 'Another search party! It seems like you have to be dead to feel safe.' He sighed and turned away. The 'spell' pain came and disrupted his run. The young man held on a tree tightly, very tightly that his fingers, knuckles, and hand turned white. 'Why can't it go away?' He straitened up, still hurting. 'I need to be strong.' The Albino started to walk, but the pain grew worse. 'I have to defeat this pain.' Dillandau walked faster till he started to run. He tried to keep his scream from getting out and somewhat succeeded. He scanned the woods for any more guymelefs. But all he saw was a glint of a sandy blond hair shimmering in the sunlight. 'Celena...' The 'spells' suddenly subsided with one look at her hair. Dillandau ran ahead of the girl. 'I guess we'll find each other again.' He cracked a smile. The edge of the forest seemed to be close. The guymelef noises from behind stopped and Dillandau slowly came to a halt. 'Did they give up already? Weaklings.' He sat down and leaned against a tree. 'Why is it that every time I have those 'spells' she kind of takes them away?' Flashes of images of that *day* appear in his mind. Something burning in his veins, something cold covers his body, tears mixed with blood, and then a warm feeling brings him back as if -to life-. 'What really happened on that day?' The young man looked up and stared at lowering sun though the transparent emerald leaves. Dillandau's ears perk up. A figure slowly and slyly walks to the Albino.

"I know that's you, Cel. I could here ya from a mile away." Exclaimed the boy

"Well Mr. Know-it-all, I'm sooooooo sorry to intrude in your sun soaking. I guess you want me to leave then since you don't want me around." She sniffles then walks away.

"Wait! I didn't mean that! I was just..." He gets up and runs to her, grabbing her arm.

"Let GO of me!" Celena yells. She tries to squirm of Dillandau's grasp, starting to cry again.

"Celena, please! Just listen to me! I'm sorry about saying that your questions are stupid, but you know, its really frustrating trying to get away from the Zaibech Empire."

Celena stopped struggling and thought. 'What am I doing? I'm so annoying. I don't blame him if he doesn't want me around him.' "It's ok. I'm the one who should say sorry. Plus, my questions are kind of stupid in some ways. I'm always a burden. So...so..." Now Celena really started to cry.

"Celena, you crybaby." He smiled and pulled her closer to himself. She cried on his shirt making it wet. 'Why does he make such movements and not say anything?' Guymelef noises replay in the background. Dillandau hold grows tense and Celena stops crying.

"I guess they're still looking for us."

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9:30 PM: I have to finish cuz I have to take a shower. Oh well. ^.~ Please R&R I know, it's short.

Infinitis ;p