HELLO!!!!!!!!! No I'm not dead!!! Yay!!! Hears another wondrous chapter of my story. I'm so very sorry for the delay. ;; no worries! I'm much better and keen on writing more! (I already have the next chappy but I decided to make you wait XD I think it's more fun that way. Well anyway. ENJOY!!!
How many hours had it been? How long had he been lying down starring at the ceiling? It wasn't even very interesting. It was white with no other colours anywhere. Dilandou had found at least one thing interesting about it. It was pure. Untouched. Nobody touched the ceiling, and that made it special. It reminded him of Celena. She was pure and flawless. She was perfect to him.
Dilandou's ruby eyes turned to face the soft features of his perfect angel. It was odd; she looked somewhat distressed when she was sleeping. Like her dreams where haunting her. He wished he could be in her mind again to fight off all the bad thoughts. How ironic it was. He used to be the cause of her distress.
The porcelain skinned killer lightly pushed his angel away. He wanted to do something. Anything. He got up from his bed and instantly missed the feeling of Celena's body heat. "Goodnight love." With that he snuck out of the small room.
After he was in the streets he looked around to find a clue to where he should go. To his left was a dead end and to his right was the way he came. He started walking and decided to stay in a straight line so he wouldn't get lost. He never was good with remembering directions. Or maybe he was but never wanted to. Maybe it had simply been so much more convenient for him not to remember directions that he had not exercised his great skill enough and had let it slip away.
He shook his head. Those kinds of thoughts; or any for that matter would just frustrate him. He looked up and saw what he thought looked like a tavern. Ah, just what I need. Dilandou thought happily. He walked into the place and up to the counter. Behind it was a rather scary looking large man.
"What do you want?"
Dilandou gave him a devilish smirk. "Anything strong enough to make me forget my problems."
"Then you've got the wrong place." Said the man sternly.
Dilandou looked rather annoyed for a moment but let it go with the thought of a question. "How do you mean?"
"Well this is a town full of criminals. How stupid do you think our counsel is? Like we're gonna let booze into the picture! The last thing this place needs is drunken criminals everywhere."
"THAT'S REDICULOUSE!!!! I NEED BEER!!!!" yelled Dilandou at the top of his lungs. "HOW CAN YOU EXPECT ME TO BE CIVIL WITHOUT BEER IN ME???"
"That ain't my problem little man." Said the man as he directed his attention to a counter that needed whipping.
Little man…? Little man?? LITTLE MAN!?!?!? Who the FUCK does he think HE'S talking to?!?!?!?!? Dilandou looked as though he had steam coming out his ears. "How DARE you!!!! I am NOT little!!!" Dilandou considered killing the man. He thought about how good it would feel to break a bottle and drag it slowly across his neck. To tie him down and pull off each fingernail and stab his hands with forks and cut his tongue in two… he stopped himself. He knew very well what could happen to them if he did what he was thinking about. He would affect Celena…he might hurt her.
Dilandou looked up at the man. He suppressed his rage and did nothing but stick up his middle finger. He then walked out.
After that "little" incident Dilandou decided that was enough excitement for one night. He knew he would do something stupid if he kept walking around like this. He found himself almost running back to the inn. He wanted to be near Celena.
The ruby eyed man walked into the inn. He went up to his room and walked in. he was careful. For he knew what beauty was sleeping peacefully close by. He walked over to the bed and lay down gently. He was so very tired.
Suddenly…something felt wrong. Empty. Dilandou's eyes widened. He shot up out of bed and looked franticly in every direction. "CELENA!!!!" he checked every tiny corner. Every crack of the room, the inn, and the whole block! Where was she?!?!?! She was gone.
It had been hours since Dilandou had discovered her missing. Hours. Hours since he held her. "Celena…" why did she have to disappear from him now…of all times? Why now? When he needed her… why had she left him alone?.....alone….
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The melofs took flight on the clear morning. It was crisp. The air felt so clean as it went down into the solders lungs. With his men, Allen walked along the grassy fields.
"Where do you think they could've gone boss?" asked Gaddas with a rough voice.
Allen didn't feel like answering. He didn't feel like doing anything. He knew what was going on. And he knew he was the victim in all this. He was always the victim. He never had a happy ending. But of course Dilandou got one. He got to have the only thing in Allen's life worth living for. He got his precious sister. Only a short while after Allen had gotten her back…his life was worthless.
"Boss?" asked that annoying rough voice again.
Allan growled under his breath. "Gaddas! Stay focused!" he received no reply. He knew he was being an ass. But why the hell shouldn't he be?! Nothing ever went his way.
"ALLEN LOOK OUT!!!" yelled Van.
But it was too late. A rockslide had fallen off a cliff by the valley. His gymelofs was trashed. The entire bottom half of it was destroyed. And what could he do about it? NOTHING! Yes, it never failed Dilandou was long gone and his gymelofs was ruined. Dilandou got his sister and he got zilch! Van got Hitomi and what did Allen get?? He got NOTHING! Yes his life was just fan-freaking-tastic!!!
Allen got out of his melof and just ran. He ran to god only knows where. He didn't stop.
Only just a minute later he heard the sound of those large heavy steps pounding on the ground. He looked behind him and sure enough there was the escaflowne. Sure enough there was the last person he wanted to talk to. Van Fanel. Allen dropped to the ground and hid in the grass. Maybe he would get stepped on and all his problems would be squished with his useless body. He heard the steps stop and the air ceil break. He knew Van was coming out of escaflowne. Allen stood up not wanting to look like a fool in the dirt. And there was Van. Right in his face. "Go away." Said Allen plain and simply. Not making eye contact with the shorter man.
"Allen, quit being such a big damn baby!!!" said Van in a sharp tone as he balled his fists at his sides.
"Oh, and I'm sure you can make me stop doing anything." replied Allen as he rolled his eyes. Before he could blink he had a fist in his chin. Allen fell back and hit the ground with a thud.
"IF YOU WANNA BE A PUSSY AND SIT AROUND FEELING SORRY FOR YOURSELF ABOUT EVERY LITTLE FUCKING THING, THEN YOU GO AHEAD!! I'M SURE CELENA WOULD BE HAPPY TO KNOW HER BROTHER IS TOO SELF INDULGED TO CARE ABOUT HER BEING MISSING! YOU'RE SO WRAPPED UP IN YOURSELF THAT YOU CAN'T EVEN THINK OF WHAT MIGHT BE HAPPENING TO HER!! MAYBE SHE'S HURT OR WORSE!!! AND ALL POOR LITTLE FUCKING ALLEN COULD DO WAS SIT AND POUT! BECAUSE LIFES NOT FAIR! WELL I HAVE A LESSON FOR YOU TO LEARN! LIFES NOT FAIR!! SO DEAL WITH IT!!!!!"
All Allen could do was sit there and take it. His eyes where blank and his heart was empty. Van was right… Allan stood up and looked down at the ground. He let those nagging tears drop. He just let them go. He didn't care that Van was there. He didn't care that his men might show up and see him. He just cried. Cried like the baby he was. "Van…"
"What?!"
Allen looked up at him and smiled. "Thank-you"
Alright now Van was confused. Why was he saying thank you?! He just screamed his head off at Allen and punched him in the face. You'd think he'd be a little more upset… "What could you possibly be saying thank-you for?"
The blond haired man let the smile stretch throughout his face. "Because, sometimes all anybody needs is a good punch in the face to make them realize what an ass they've made of themselves."
Van couldn't help but let a small smile work it's was into him own face. They both let out a laugh and sat down on the grass. They sat in silence for some time. Just staring off into the morning air. It was a new day. It was a new time to be alive.
"So where are my men?" asked Allen to start some conversation.
"I sent them to got get some parts for your melof. I told them I'd take care of you." Replied Van.
"Ah…"
"Yeah…" the conversation died after that. The two men just laid back and took in the sunlight. They where going to be there a while anyway. But neither if them minded. They had all day to think about everything.
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Celena opened her sapphire eyes. It stung to open them. Where am i? She tried to get up but found it was impossible. Why can't I move? The air was stale and the surface he was on was hard and cold. It felt like….metal? She took notice of her limbs and realized she was bound by leather straps to the metal surface. What was going on? Celena heard voices in the background of her confinement and decided to be quiet and listen.
"So she is the one?"
"Yes"
"The one we have used all those years ago."
"She is the one that Dornkirk will be using?"
"Of course. The failed one loves her; it will be a simple task."
"What of the other girl?"
"Yes, the one from the mystic moon?"
"Ah, yes. He has decided on her as his fusion partner. He will reside in her body and use it to carry out his final will."
"What fun this shall be…."
Celena lay on the cold steel. It made it hard to breath. Who were they talking about? She didn't understand any of this. She wanted to let her tears fall but didn't understand why. Her mind felt empty. Like all the important things where missing. All the things that held her sanity together. But she wouldn't let herself be weak. She wouldn't cry. He wouldn't want her too…
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Dilandou searched everywhere for that damn mole man! Where the hell was he?!
He decided to go back to the information office to find that damn mole. He had looked everywhere. Asked every body. Nobody knew anything about Celena's whereabouts. So he had only one option. He had to look for her on the outside. As dangerous as it was.
As Dilandou was searching he thought about all the possibilities. Maybe she had been taken! Maybe she was sick and needed to be taken to a healer! Or maybe…maybe….she had gotten sick of Dilandou and simply left…maybe she really did hate him for ruining her life and just…left… no. he couldn't let himself think that. He knew she loved him. Why else would she come with him even when he told her to stay? Fuck! She lived in the fucking ground for him! Just to be near him! Dilandou shook his head. He didn't have time to get upset.
He walked into the information office and slammed his fist down on the desk. "How do I get out of here?!" he demanded.
The elderly mole looked up at him. He was old and couldn't hear well… "Sorry son, could you repeat that?"
"I SAID GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!!"
"Oh, alright young man no need to yell…"
This was going to take forever! The old man…or mole…or…whatever, shouldn't be working if he wasn't capable of it. Dilandou needed to find Celena and this wasn't getting him anywhere! Why did nothing ever go his way…?
A/N: so?!?! What did everyone think?!?! I am sooo sorry for the delay, really I am. It was just a bunch of stuff making me sad. but I feel much better now and I will post chapter 8 within a week! (Maybe less) you must all promise to review!! It makes my heart skip a beat when I see the email that says I got a review!! It's my source of joy! Gods, I'm sooo happy this story is actually going somewhere now… I know EXACTLY what's gonna happen! And let me tell you! It's long and hard to understand! But it'll be the best ending ever!!! So stay tuned!!! …..AND REVIEW!!