No Need For Love

Ch. Two

Author Note; Whee! Café-chan is back! ;O Soo sorry for not updating in forever, but Café had exams, more exams, assessments of her reading and math skills and basically a lot of shittyfulness she didn't want. ;D But anyway, forgive her for not posting and leaving her 3 reviewers for months.

Disclaimer; I don't own anything from Escaflowne at all. 0

flashback of Chapter One

Van looked up at the sound of her voice, and then something sparked. She was familiar. He sat up a little more and cocked his head to the side; a couple of his raven locks going over one eye.

Those eyes. Those gorgeous jade green pools that belonged to the girl in his reoccurring dream.

His eyes widened a little, and his mouth parted slightly from the shock. Had he been dreaming of this girl? This girl before him?

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Hitomi scanned the classroom, looking for an empty desk. There were three. One was in the front next to a nerdy boy with pocket protectors. The next was in the middle by a preppy looking girl who was putting her platinum blonde hair in a ponytail while flinging it all over the desk of the person behind her. And the last one was in the very back, which was absolutely perfect as Hitomi did not like interacting with the teacher during class. She looked at the boy who was going to be sitting diagonal from her.

She blinked her green eyes as she realized the boy was staring at her. His eyes were slightly narrow as if he couldn't believe something and he seemed to be deep in thought. Hmm. He was nice looking though – wait, what? Hitomi shook her head to clear her thoughts and headed toward the back desk.

Reiko scrutinized this Hekomi or Sataromi or whatever. Her eyes narrowed. Her uniform was perfectly ironed; her skirt was at her waistline and was not rolled up. Her sleeves were down and not ripped. She had no expressive jewelry on or anything to accent her looks. Ugh. Hideous.

As the girl came and sat down behind her, Reiko's nose scrunched up. She heard the girl sit down but only barely. 'Oh Miss Grace aren't we?' Reiko sneered in her thoughts. She turned to look at the girl up close, and when she did she felt a tremor of mortal terror.

She was fucking perfect! Her skin was pale, but not deathly, and it emitted a sort of healthy glow. Her cheeks were flushed slightly, but not as if she had run a mile to get here. Her hair was shiny and swished as she looked up at Reiko with her icy but sparkling green eyes.

Hitomi looked up and saw a very preppy girl, way preppier than the other she had seen, staring at her. Her gaze turned to an ice glare.

"Do you want something?"

Reiko blinked and looked back in shock, "What was that, newbie?"

Hitomi cocked her head to the side and raised a brow, "Stop staring at me. What are you some kind of obvious stalker?"

Reiko scrunched her nose up again and held up a perfectly manicured, pink-polished hand, "Excuse me, but you are not queen of this class. You have no right to talk to me like this, so go back to your business, newbie. Do your work, I'm tired of you looking at me."

Hitomi reeled back and gave her a death glare with that read, "Are you messing with me, bitch?" But before she could say anything, the boy she was looking at when she saw this seat jumped in.

"Reiko, pipe down, she's new."

Reiko turns swiftly to the boy, and put on a pouty face, "Oh, Van, I'm so sorry she's bothering you, I tried to tell her to be quiet, but she wouldn't listen."

The boy, Van, Hitomi presumed raised an eyebrow, "Just shut up Reiko."

Reiko gasped and started to fan herself with her hand, "Whaaaaaat?"

Van sighed, rolled his eyes and turned to Hitomi with a 'What can you really do?' look.

Hitomi blinked, her mouth slightly open, as if she were to say something.

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Hitomi went to her locker and put her books up. Yippee, it was lunchtime already. Hitomi walked to where the teacher had told her the cafeteria was.

Man, this school was the biggest she'd ever been to. Her eyes looked about the cafeteria. Seeing no seats that were isolated, she turned and walked off outside into the field where some people were eating lunch. Settling herself underneath a vacant tree as far away from people as possible, she gave out a long sigh. She looked into her pockets and grabbed a small bottle of cover up and a mirror.

She looked at her face in the mirror. To her frustration, she found that one of her bruises on her cheek was beginning to show through.

"Damn it, I wish they made special cover up for these damn bruises." She mumbled.

"What the hell? … Whoah?" A voice popped up out of nowhere.

AIEEEEEEE! Hitomi screamed and jumped up spilling her cover up all over the grass. "No," Hitomi yelped, "Oh my god, my cover up!"

She ran to her bottle and picked it up. Empty. All of it had spilled onto the ground. Hitomi slammed her fist into the ground, "No no no no no!" She moaned.

"Shit, didn't mean to scare the hell out of you like that." The voice replied.

Hitomi looked up upon remembering the reason her cover up spilled, "Who is that? I swear, you'd better come down so you can buy me a new bott-"

It was that Van guy. He jumped down from the tree limb where he was laying landing perfectly on his feet.

Hitomi backed up a few steps and covered her cheek, "Why were you spying on me?"

Van looked incredulous, "I'm not a fucking stalker. I always hide up in this tree."

Hitomi looked away, hand still on her cheek. She looked dejectedly at the empty bottle.

Van shrugged lightly, "Look, I didn't know you'd freak out."

Hitomi said nothing, her silence was cold, and it made Van shiver just a bit, she moved her hand slightly and to her horror found the rest of her cover up from that side of her cheek wiped off on her hand.

She looked up at Van and looked down at her hand in shock. Van's eyes widened slightly looking at the bruises covering her cheek.

Hitomi quickly began to put her hand back up and started off, but Van grabbed her wrist, stopping her from covering her bruises in shame.

"What happened?"

He said this in such a stern, serious voice that Hitomi almost told him. But she thought before speaking.

Hitomi looked down at her wrist, "Nothing happened! I'm… a ditz! Now quit getting into my business and leave me alone!" Her voice was ice as she reached her free hand up and slapped Van, and ran off.

Author Note:

'Kay. Read, review, favorite, love. C: Please forgive me for spelling errors!

Anyway, I hope everyone understands this. XD Please ask any questions, and I'll make sure to answer them in the next chapter! Café-chan loves you if you review! So do it. Kthxbye. 3