A/N: So…well…because of my newest obsession with FFVII: AC, I have been forced to finish this one early. Plus, I know all of you want to get to that very last chapter, and seeing as Allen and the last 'Slayer are rather superfluous, I've decided to end it now.

I hope you all enjoy this. If not...I'm sorry. I hope this lives up to your expectations.

This can't be…

Hitomi sighed for what seemed like the billionth time that night. She stared at the night sky, as she usually did when she was alone, and wondered about the wrong person.

Why couldn't she get that silver haired devil out of her head! Hours a day her mind was locked on that crazy general and she knew Van was beginning to ponder about her again. Sometimes he never let her leave his sight, nearly all the time he tried to ask her what was wrong, and every damn time she told him the same thing; Nothing.

Slowly, she stood, leaving the beautiful night sky behind, and paced her room. She wanted to go for a run, but would it be safe? After the episode with the geckos she was so certain…but there were extra guards patrolling too.

"A little run is just what I need. I can clear my mind, come back and finally get some rest. Tomorrow I'll go to the bazaar and everything will be ok," she laughed and changed into her running gear.

She hurried down the hall; a smile plastered on her face, and made her way to the closest exit that didn't involve running into Van or Allen. Or even Millerna.

That woman was really annoying her.

Stepping out into the courtyard she stretched out, reaching up to the sky and smiling at Earth. She was ready to get him out of her mind. He was the enemy; he was responsible for the destruction of Van's country, of Allen's fort and God knows what else. He was also a dangerous psycho that burned everything down in his path, not caring about who he hurt in the process.

He was also incredibly handsome, sly and the aura of danger that shone like freshly split blood gave her the shivers. The good shivers. The kind of shivers that made good little girls want the bad guys.

"Get yourself together Hitomi!" She chastised herself, even going so far as to smack herself. "He's evil. Van is good, he is evil. He is bad, very, very bad…very…"

"Are you finished talking to yourself?"

Hitomi's blood ran cold, and she turned around to find the object of her day dreams staring at her like some rare piece of meat. She swallowed faintly, instantly stepping back and bringing her arms up in a protective fashion.

"Awwww, what's wrong, Little Hitomi? Do I scare you?" He cooed, stepping closer and grinning darkly.

Hitomi tried her best to scowl at him, to stop her shaking legs, but it wasn't working at all. "No, I'm not afraid of you!" She protested, but clutched her arms against her chest tighter.

In response, Dilandau laughed quietly, but it was even more terrifying than his insane cackle.

"You're a horrible liar. Your mouth says "no", but your body movements say "yes". I can see right through you…by bringing your arms up in front of your body, you're trying to put a wall between us…to distance yourself from me…of course; it's your natural defense system. You want me gone…rather amusing, seeing as I seem to be the object of all your thoughts lately. Did you like that parting gift?"

Hitomi shook visibly and stepped back again, unsure of whether or not to scream for help.

And that was when she decided something was very, very wrong with her. She was getting a thrill from this encounter! When did she get so…so…weird to like the danger of her current situation?

He was armed, she wasn't. She could run, and definitely scream, but a little voice in the back of her head was telling her "no". That voice had to go…

After…after she had her fill of danger…

Deciding to blame this on Van, seeing as it was mostly his fault for her being here, and the fact that left and right she was always in danger. That was the reason. A perfectly normal explanation for what was wrong for her.

'Oh, for the love of god…there's no point in lying…' she thought to herself, biting her lip faintly and swallowing.

"How cute…I really had a wonderful affect on you didn't I?" He grinned, his eyes narrowing in that insane way and making her shake even more. "I won't hurt you…much…maybe to help get rid of that surge of want that seems to have consumed you?" He purred and slowly unsheathed the gleaming blade strapped to his side. "Some pain would teach you otherwise, now wouldn't it?" He muttered, his eyes instantly burning with the promise of pain.

'Oh…oh, my god…he's going to attack me…' she whimpered faintly, true fear striking through her like lightning. She could outrun him no problem; she was a track star for the love of god and he was weighed down by heavy armor.

Without thinking of anything else she ran for it, sprinting through the shrubbery and panicking faintly when she discovered the unconscious forms of the guards along the way. His heavy footsteps followed her, his sword had been sheathed with a laugh, and he seemed to be keeping on her heels easily. If he ever rid himself of his sword and jacket she'd be in trouble.

Quickly, she vaulted over a stone bench and didn't even realize she was making the mistake of running away from the castle! Tree branches caught at her shirt, scratched her face faintly, gouged at her arms and legs and then something worse happened.

She felt the digging of his fingers in her back, the pull of her shirt as she continued with her step, and then the solid pull that sent her flying backwards. She yelped and cried out loudly, sending birds flying through the air in a flurry of feathers and squawks. His glove closed tightly over her mouth and a fierce growl resounded from his throat right in her ear.

"Should've looked where you were going," he purred and Hitomi whimpered, or tried to, through his hand. "Not scared enough…yet…" he chuckled and slammed her against a tree, one arm over her windpipe, one covering her mouth, and his strength holding her there.

It was easy to see the shining fear in her green eyes with the moonlight and her grinned again. His face was hidden by shadow, barely illuminated by the light shining from the female's face.

"You have been distracting me long enough," he continued, pushing against her throat a little more and smirking when she struggled faintly. "This is going to be quite simple, Hi-to-mi…you're mine, or you die, or somehow your little humble prince comes to save you. I doubt you told anyone you'd be out here, and there's no way I'm letting you go unless Van or Pretty Boy come to save you."

Hitomi stared at him wide eyed and open mouthed. She couldn't believe what he was saying! He was basically saying that in order to remain alive she had to go with him…

"What do you think, Hitomi?" He cooed.

Hitomi struggled faintly, pulling at his arm and coughing faintly. "No…" she managed just barely, before gagging faintly when he pressed against her windpipe harder.

"Come now, Hitomi, I doubt you want to die here…it's an easy way to live, and I assure you I'll make it worth the time…"

She couldn't utter a word, so she shook her head faintly, wincing when the rough bark of the tree scraped the back of her neck and tore at her hair faintly.

"You're not scared enough…" he muttered and pulled a knife from his boot. "I still owe you for damaging my beautiful face…and because of you Miguel is dead."

A flash of hurt fleeted through her eyes and she quickly shut them, trying to forget it all, and keep the tears from starting. Her eyes flashed open when the cold steel of his knife pressed against the skin of her cheek, promising that if she moved even in the slightest, or if he pressed a little bit harder, her skin would give way to the sharp blade and spill her blood.

"Still not enough," he muttered, pressing the tip into her skin and making her wince in pain. Hitomi opened her eyes just enough to see that flash of insanity before horrible pain seared across her face.

A strangled cry escaped her lips and tears flowed freely from her eyes as the new wound on her cheek throbbed painfully. She felt the warmth of her blood trail down her cheek and over her neck and bit back a faint sob when he leaned in, licking the crimson fluid from the wound and right down to her neck.

"Eye for an eye…" he muttered and bit at her skin, making her jump faintly. His tongue trailed back up to the wound and she jumped when the blade impaled the wood right next to her face. Forcing her eyes open she stared at her terrified expression in the smooth metal.

"So much better," he chuckled, turning her face back to him roughly. "You will be mine," he continued, licking blood from his lips, "you'll be mine forever and even if you escape I will catch you and make you wish you had never gotten that fleeting rush of pleasure from terror. If that's the way it works you should be enjoying this wonderfully."

"N-no!" She managed and whimpered very quietly when he applied more pressure to shut her up.

"How does it feel, Hitomi? Does it sting and burn? Is it aching horribly? So horribly that it's throbbing behind your eyes and by your ear? So even the slightest movement send you into sharp pains!" He yelled, voice growing uneven with insanity.

"P-please…" she mouthed and he grinned darkly. Before she could take a breath hi arm was gone, a gloved hand was pressed hard against her injured cheek and his lips crushed against hers.

Shame that that one kiss dulled half the pain she was in. Her eyes widened, not just from the suddenness of the kiss, but by her unwanted reaction. This didn't last long, however, for a moment later a finger dug into the bloody wound, causing her to cry out in agony, the sound swallowed by his mouth. His tongue wrapped around hers, trailed over every bit of her mouth that he wanted, drew her tongue into his own mouth and bit down.

Another cry of pain escaped her bruising throat, not fully blocked by his mouth, and tears flowed with a renewed passion.

"Hitomi! Hitomi, where are you?"

Dilandau's head snapped to the side, his eyes flashing dangerously when Van's voice echoed through the forest. His eyes trailed back to Hitomi, pupils narrowing to pinpricks, and he ripped the dagger from the tree, making her gasp. With a swift movement he ripped her from the tree and slammed the butt of the dagger into the back of her head, catching her limp body when she fell unconscious. Quickly, he lifted her body, carried her to his Alseides and dropped her in the cockpit.

He turned just in time to see his most hated enemy burst through the underbrush, sword drawn and eyes wide. Dilandau laughed faintly, unsheathing his sword in an elegant move and jumping from his Alseides. He landed with a cat-like grace and grinned at Van.

"Figures you'd come and ruin my fun, Van," he drawled, stepping closer to the obviously worried and weakened so called king. "How pathetic…getting so worked up over a little girl. Especially when she's Allen's little pet."

"Let her go, Dilandau!" Van replied and rushed at him without another thought. He had to save Hitomi from this monster…he had to…

The clash of blades echoed louder than anything in the forest, sending all creatures into silence. The danger was lucid; to interfere would be to die.

"Van! Your emotions are getting the best of you! How weak!" Dilandau yelled, knowing Van would get riled up and continuously make mistakes until he, Dilandau, would be able to kill him.

Another clash of blades, then another and another. Growls and pants sounded loudly in the clearing, just as loud as the clanging of weaponry.

One began to worry more, knowing damn well that he couldn't match Dilandau right now. The other laughing in sick humor, enjoying playing with his little toy and wanting to draw it out nice and long, make his opponent suffer the most emotional pain that he could.

"Van; you make me sick," Dilandau growled and slammed his blade against Van's sending the weapon flying from the raven haired teen's grasp. With a solid sound the blade was impaled into the previously abused tree and a shout of pain followed with it, making a sound that made the sadistic general's eyes glimmer in victory.

With a kick to the gut Dilandau sent the injured king sprawling. A decent sized slash bled from his chest and he tried to stop the flow.

"I won't kill you yet…you're not in your best form…it's not as wonderful when you're so weak…I will take immense pleasure from beating you at your best. But, until then, you better start crawling back to the castle; else you'll bleed to death."

"Heh…" Van muttered faintly, wincing in pain and holding his crimson shirt to his wound. "Running away then? Give Hitomi back, you coward," he muttered and stood. Just in time to be picked up by the recently arrived Allen Schezar.

Dilandau sneered at the new addition to the party and leapt onto the Alseides. His eyes landed on Hitomi's unmoving form and he grinned darkly, pressing himself against her and closing the cockpit door.

"I've got what I want," Dilandau laughed and activated flight mode. He took off before Allen would even unsheathe the blade of his melef. "We'll have more beautiful encounters later…but until then…this one is mine."

-End-

A/N: Well…there. That's what you get. I believe I kept Dilandau in character wonderfully, what do you think?

This is the happy ending. I'll only post the other ending if people actually want me to. This may not be the best work in the world, seeing as I can't really write as well when my mind is distracted by…

Dare I say it?

Two wonderful silver haired men from FFVII: AC. Oh yeah…they are wonderful…

So…this puppy got over 600 hits…

Thank you, everyone, for reading! I hope you enjoyed it…if you didn't…well…oh well.

No cookies for you.

There may or may not be a sequel. Most likely not. Dream up your own future for the two…I may end up posting a sequel later on, after I've rewatched the series...

Again, thanks for reading.

Celebrate with me! This is the first finished multi-chapter fiction I've posted! Yay!