A/N: Well, time for Chesta's chapter. I should probably put this one in bold, seeing as this is set during Dilandau's and Hitomi's meeting. You'll be seeing things through the eyes of a very concerned Chesta-kins! So I am currently writing as much as possible, and hopefully I will be able to update at regular intervals...so no need to gag me with a stick. Having sticks and knitting needles shoved down one's throat is not wonderful.

-Shudder.- I'm glad people like it. Sometimes I wish the other people that have read this story would leave happy reviews...but such is life. My reviewers are wonderful -smiles.-

So, like I said before, and I shall be all bold with it: This follows no set timeline, though it's taking place after Miguel's death.

Miguel: -Growls.- Clearly.

Moon: I'm sorry.

Miguel: I'll believe that when you go out and buy more taquitos! Now, go! -Shoves her towards the door.-

Moon: But I need to write Chesta-kin's chapter first…

Miguel: -Sigh.-

Panic Attack

I really wish Dilandau-sama would stop disappearing like this, especially when he doesn't say where he's going and when he'll be back. Folken-sama wants to see him, and I can't find him anywhere. We've been searching for at least 10 miets, with no success, and Folken-sama's cheek is starting to twitch again.

Running down the hall I sigh in worry. I know it's really none of my business what he does, but lately he's been acting stranger than normal. It started right after our trip to Allen's fort, after he met that strange girl. I remember catching a glimpse of her that first night, but it was just a fleeting moment.

Dilandau-sama couldn't be pondering about her, could he? Maybe he's planning on using her to trap Van? After the incident with Dilandau-sama's cheek he's been muttering incoherent things and getting this dark glint to his eyes.

This is the first time he's disappeared, just like that, though. Any time he's left the Vione he's always informed Folken-sama somehow, whether it be face to face or via voice link in our Alseides units.

"Have you found him, Chesta?"

"Nothing," I reply, shaking my head to Gatti who sighs and holds his head.

I share in his frustration. Outside there's a storm rolling in and, combined with the darkness of night, our guymelefs aren't that great in the rain. They get hard to pilot, especially when there's a lot of wind. As great a pilot as Dilandau-sama is, I'm not sure he could make a longer distance in his melef.

What am I thinking? Of course he can make it; he's Dilandau-sama. He wasn't made our commander just because he's got silver hair and red eyes.

I look down the hall as Dallet comes running up and watch as he shakes his head frantically and tries to catch his breath. We've been running all over the place for a while, non-stop.

Folken-sama is not going to be happy when we tell him Dilandau-sama's missing. He may have a calm and collected personality but Dilandau-sama seems to find a way to displease him.

Resigning ourselves to our fate we return to the bridge, swallowing faintly when we see Folken-sama standing calmly and looking out into the night. He doesn't even bother to look back at us, and sighs faintly, holding his head in annoyance. He knew it was a lost venture, but still he hoped, somewhere, that the red Alseides unit had just disappeared on its own.

"We've tried to bring up on voice link, but there's nothing. Whatever he's doing, he doesn't want to be bothered. He better not be burning down another town; we can't afford more smooth talking cover ups with our newest allies."

I swallow faintly and thank the gods that Dilandau-sama isn't here to hear this. He's probably go and do just that, if he wasn't in the process of it already, and all hell would break loose. Again.

"There's still no response, Folken-sama, should we try again or wait for him to return to the Vione?" A plain soldier asks and I glance over to him and then back to Folken-sama.

"He'll return before the rain…you know how much he hates the rain," Folken-sama mutters and I look to my comrades and then look down.

Dilandau-sama may be demanding, but it's for our own good. We are the elite soldiers, the Dragonslayers, and we need to keep up to his standards. He's given us much more than we could've had before, and it wasn't easy…

I sometimes worry too much about our great commander. Sometimes he just pushes things a little too far, or loses control over himself, especially when it comes down to Van. Van and that girl, are the reasons why Dilandau-sama really let the hits fly. He was so aggravated that he hit a few of us for no reason whatsoever.

We tried to warn him that to constantly reopen the wound would make it scar, seeing as it would be a horrible thing to see our commander's face scarred, but he wouldn't listen. Now that scar is fuel for a serious fire, and I have a bad feeling about what lays ahead for our future.

Blindly throwing oneself into battle, regardless of skill, leads to the eventual downfall of the soldier.

I make my way down to the hanger, shaking my head faintly and hoping that Dilandau-sama will have returned by the time I get there. I'm in no rush, not yet, because I find it doubtful he'll have returned. Eight miets later and I'm standing on the metal catwalk, watching the world below. The leaves on the trees are flipping wildly, a sure sign of heavy rains, and the winds are starting to pick up a little. The light from the silver moon accompanying the Mystic Moon is starting to disappear behind dark storm clouds and I sigh faintly.

Finally, after waiting a little while longer, a red Alseides unit pulls into the hanger, settles, and then opens, revealing a grinning Dilandau-sama. I rush up to him, amazed he had returned.

"Dilandau-sama! Folken-sama has been…"

SMACK!

I fall to the side, holding my cheek and I know I shouldn't have even started with Folken-sama.

"I know he's been calling for me, and it's been quite annoying," he snaps and I bow low to the ground.

"Forgive me, Dilandau-sama," I say and I hear him mutter a 'get up'. He walks by and I follow 4 steps behind, making our way to the bridge again.

"Folken had you searching for me, even though he knew I was gone, did he?" He says and I swallow faintly.

"Yes sir," I replied and he snorts faintly.

"Foolish, really; what did he think? That my unit had just flown away, all on its own?" He chuckles faintly and I find it rather uncharacteristic of him to do so. And keep my mouth shut about it.

I don't want to be smacked again.

"Alright, Folken, what did you want to see me about?" Dilandau-sama asks and I salute them and disappear again. It's none of my business about what they have to discuss until Dilandau-sama informs us of whatever we need to do.

So, feeling rather relieved, I return to the bunks and inform the other slayers of Dilandau-sama's return.

Dallet starts up some talk of women, Gatti mocks him and I sit back and glance over to Miguel's empty bunk. It's odd that he's dead, seeing as he was one of our stronger soldiers…but Zongi did play it cheap. And he paid for it too.

A/N: I should've posted this before Dilandau's chapter, but I guess I forgot. Oops. I'll just rearrange the chapters, and all will be happy. Or, considering I've slapped up those bold warnings, I'll just leave it where it is. Why, you ask? In the great words of Taikoubou:

"Because I'm lazy."

So here's our dear Chesta, hunting for our Dilandau-sama while he's busy startling Hitomi. Chesta also seems to be picking up on something, no doesn't he? Yep. And sadly, our dear Chesta-kins had to get smacked…just once…-sigh.-

Up next: Van's utter confusion! Wheee!

And Moon realizing this story really has nowhere to go…it's a bunch of confusing thoughts and pretty much one shots tied together. So not a real story, now is it? Therefore there's really no ending…which kinda sucks, but hey, I can work around it. It'll end with whoever is at the end of the list of people. I believe that's Dallet, or Gatti…not sure. But somehow, it will end there. Because there's no way I could write from Millerna's POV, as the dumb pansy is impossible to mimic. At least for me.

I will not stoop to her level of airheadedness. Which isn't even a real word, but who cares!

Of course, I suppose I could do a last chapter involving Dilandau-sama and Hitomi, having one last little confrontation?

I would put up a few other choices and say "Cast your votes!" But seeing as I have no true idea how to end this, I can't do that, so drop your opinions or ideas and I'll give all credit to everyone who helped.

Also, a miet is a Gaean time measurement, officially, and 1 miet is the equivalent of 30 Earth seconds, so when he says 10 miets, he means 5 minutes. If you've never heard of the Escaflowne Compendium, who I learned this from, either do a search or ask me for the link. It's a really cool site, tons of information.

For all Millerna fans out there...god forbid there are any...oh well. I can't stand her and wish Dilandau-sama had burned her alive when he was attacking. Or maybe one of Hitomi's Tarot cards had whipped out and knocked her dead. Spontaneously. Because we all know how tarot cards can attack without warning or provocation.

Miguel: -Stunned silence.- That...had to be the dumbest statement ever.

Moon: Shove it, Mr. "I-always-die-first-because-everyone-that-made-the-series-and-the-movie-hates-me!"

Miguel: -Busts out the duct tape and rope.- That's it.

Moon: Leave love, please! -Runs away, narrowly avoiding an onslaught of ducttape and one very peeved Miguel.-