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Make me Real 05
By ReddAlice
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Author's Note: I decide I am gonna change the format of the story a bit towards the top, I don't mind the spacing during the fic, but frankly...it's just too spacious. ^-^ Thanks for the love you guys sent me on the last chapter. ^-^ You know? Dilandou is my favorite Escaflowne character; I worship his Japanese seiyuu Takayama Minami, her voice in eternally sexy and expressive. I am still aspiring to do this story justice, and every one of you has helped so much. I hope you guys continue to grace me with your opinions.
**I've also decided to keep Cellena's One-san, it's just apart of their characters that can't be neglected nor correctly translated. Brother. ****I'll try to extend the chapters within reason, but I find myself not being able to update as frequently if they become too long. ^^; Gomen...But...as of a few days a go my good friend was kicked out of her home and his living with me. She doesn't truly approve of me spending ANY time typing (or anime ~_~), so I will see what I can work out to keep a balance.
Songs: Angel Sanctuary OST, Knife Party - Deftones
Quote: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder...but what if they're blind? What if they are evil? What if they are me? -Hitomi- a quote from a later chapter.
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Chapter 05:
"Stupid Can...and Stupid Worms."
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The world faded and blurred in her line of site behind angry tears. Hitomi looked away, in her mind Amano's mouth forming the words she had wanted to hear: I believe you...Now why was she upset? Why was her heart beating so hard that it was breaking her rib cage?
Amano rose from his seat and put a hand on her shoulder, "Hitomi? Are you okay?" She looked dazed starring out into the depths of idealism, tears snaking down her cheek. "I believe you...I saw it." He said to her, knowing she was listening. "I saw that guy...I saw the dragon...I watched you get taken away, and you came back. How could I not believe you?"
How could Hitomi have believed for one moment Gaea wasn't real? She did go to that planet! Even though she had fought and suffered for her piece of mind, she had harbored doubt.
Privately she had thought that she had fabricated the lost land's inhabitance to ease her heart, because every girl wants to know a surreal type of love. "I need to leave." Hitomi said fighting for her balance as she pushed away his hand and stumbled down the steps.
"Where are you going, Kanzaki?" He called after her.
Hitomi didn't answer, but rather found her-self engrossed in thought, her footing on the earth heavy. How could she have neglected to recall that Yukari and Amano had seen her leave? How could Yukari have condemned her?
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It was intangible torment; Van's was heart being ripped in so many ways he couldn't begin to hold on; his emotions reaching past ambivalence to dark roller coaster of hurt. Why had he let her leave him? What sort of protection did he offer her when he couldn't he see her, the prophet who had come from the mystic moon to save his world, to heal the invisible lacerations on his body, why wouldn't she answer him?
How could Merle say she was okay? He could feel her just beyond physical touch...she wasn't okay...she was broken.
What would he do? Van swung out at the air, his feet twisting and tangling in the sheets he had thrown there and he found himself in a heap on the floor.
"Van-sama…" Merle whispered shuffling into the room and sitting next to her lord, wishing all her might his troubles would go away. "She's fine." She added embracing him and lowering her head to his shoulder.
"Merle."
"Yes, Van-sama?"
Van detangled her arms from around him and stood up, "I just want to be alone." He shook his head and walked to the door, "I just want to be left alone." He needed time to think about what he would do, he needed a plan of action; he was a king after all, and a knight.
"B-but Van-sama…!" The cat girl protested as he disappeared into the thick shadows of the hall.
Outside, Van stopped facing forward, and slanted his glance to the side stiffly. Barely visible in the darkness stood a young woman dressed sloppily in her bedclothes, a long white night gown that floated about her ankles. She was contently watching him with a masked gaze, what she appeared outwardly was not what she was inwardly.
Cellena was a frightening creature, a mystified, startlingly striking, but frightening monster. Being near her made Van's skin crawl, and the blood his veins turn to ice.
Somewhere in that pale form, that ghost of a woman Allen called sister, was a demon far superior than Dorinkirk had ever been.
The scientists had played God, and created the devil, and now that beast was sleeping inside a female's body stuck with the consciousness of a guiltless child; and there she was...starring at him with wide concentrated eyes. A look that didn't belong to her was there in her face, a consciousness that had been dormant blearily awake.
"Cellena." Van looked past the girl to a swiftly approaching figure, Allen, his long blonde hair hanging behind him. "Cellena!" He repeated a temperament apparent in his tone.
The young woman blinked, the intensity vanishing under a waved of innocence. ""Ne-san?" She asked disorientatedly.
The knight halted at his younger sister side, and Van noted that he was possessive, and blind to everyone's feelings but his own. The man Van had once aspired to be like was pathetic now...or maybe he had always been so but such observations had been lost under a child's adoration.
Allen didn't break his gaze from Van's. "Van."
"Allen." Van returned curtly as he turned away and continued walking; he was not an adolescent any longer.
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Allen shook his head and pulled his sister around to look at him, "Cellena why did you come here alone?"
"I came here with Merle." She answered simply, her eyes set on Van as he began to fade from sight.
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Amano couldn't believe her nerve; Yukari had searched him out and found him sitting at the school. "What do you mean you talked to her parents again?"
"She did something awful, she's not well."
"No! You're not well! You lied...you know you did...Why did you lie?!"
"I-I...I didn't...want to be the one who was insane." She stuttered woefully. "But she tried to kill him! Her parents called me asking if I had seen her. She stabbed him with a pencil, Amano. They're waiting at her house to take her away, her parents agree, she needs to be kept somewhere safe. It's for her own good." Yukari added almost as an after thought, as if she was trying to convince herself.
Amano couldn't control himself, his hand flew back with threatening intention and he slapped her. "She's not mad! I saw it too, and so did you! How dare you protect yourself using her!"
Yukari shook her head, sobs tearing from her voice as she crumbled to her knees. "No…they're taking her."
"They're going to take her away?"
Yukari nodded feebly.
Amano shook his head and bound down the bench seats to the ground. It was time to reinstate who was the track star.
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What would she do? She started the pushed the snowball down the mountain, and now it was unstoppable. It was her fault the can of worms had been open, and now there was nothing to do but cry.
Yukari dropped her head watching the sun streak the horizon, the cream colored hills seemingly catch fire under its golden red glow. The day had been so eventful, she was glad the dusk had finally come. "Stupid can...and stupid worms…" she growled her eyes tearing. Was Amano right?
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The brownstone westernize building were Hitomi lived was aggressively dark and still, something was wrong, the tenseness in her chest was almost overwhelming. Pressing her wrinkled clothes down with the back of her hands, Hitomi opened the door to an unwanted shock.
The door opened with a crack when Hitomi's hand fell limp from the knob letting it slam into the wall. They had company: four men and one woman, two guards, and three nurses, all of which stood when she entered the hall.
"Mom, Dad..." She mumbled stepping numbly back towards the exit. "I-..." She had been wondering in the back of her mind where the consequences of her assault had been hiding. They were all cozied-up in her dwelling, waiting for her... creating punishments for her in the deranged minds. A pit of blackness grew in her gut, nursed gingerly by her claustrophobic memories of the institution.
"Miss Kanzaki, we've been here waiting for you." The voice stopped her a millimeter from her only escape; the door had been closed unbeknownst to her in her alarm.
Hitomi's back connected with the wood paneling of the access, and her head turned gradually towards the source of the voice. There with his hand firmly planted on the door stood Dr. Takatori.
"I'm not angry about what happened earlier." He explained passively, the other occupants of the residence slowly trapping her in the corner. "I understand you were upset." Shock tore through her shaking body, her mouth opening somewhat and closing trying frantically to form words of remonstration.
Smiling unobtrusively, the Doctor continued. "You see Hitomi, these men and this woman are here to collect you, maybe even correct your behavior." Hitomi looked to her parents for help, but their faces were turned away in shame, their distressed stares locked on one another for support. "I on the other hand am here to help you."
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TBC... "From out of the ashes…"
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Ending Note: Who knew Amano was such an assertive guy, grah! Anyhow, I was asked why I am so persistent about communicating between my readers and fellow authors. I honestly believe communicating amongst us is a key way to help us mature as writers. I often in return for reviews, or just people who e-mail me to talk, look through their work. Most people who take the time to speak up and pretty good authors who earnestly want the same consideration they give. ^-^ Besides, I've met some pretty cool fandom members of all ages who have a wide appreciate for text, and honestly have help me develop without the restraints of formalities. Again, thank you so much! You all are so awesome.
"Honesty never hurts my feelings, it's the people who don't have the respect to speak up that causes me pain." - Baiome.