Hello everyone! And yes, I am back with Confessions! I don't know who ratted on me and reported this story to the mods but just don't do it again kay? I really don't appreciate it. Anywho, it DID give me a chance to edit this as well. Also!


THERE IS A LIMON AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER!

THERE IS A LIMON AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER!

THERE IS A LIMON AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER!


You have all been warned. THERE IS A LIMON AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER!

So saying, I don't want any complaints! Now let me shut up and on with the story.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Zoids. If I did, we'd have a longer Chaotic Century/Guardian Force arch and Thomas wouldn't be able to come more than ten feet of Fiona.


Van walked confidently down the stark steel hallway, a slight pep in his step and a wide smile on his face. He passed by various people on his journey, smiling and chatting with some, simply nodding to others. He saw Thomas at some point in time, but chose to ignore the young man. His actions towards Fiona had finally gotten under Van's skin, not an easy task by any standards. And by some miracle, or curse as it was, Thomas had accomplished what many had deemed impossible.

Prozen had gotten under Van's skin, for good reason. Raven had too as well as Reese but he viewed them merely as rivals that only caused trouble to get his attention. Raven had even said that he would never let anyone else kill Van because he wanted to do it himself so challenges from Raven had become spars for practice. Once or twice a week, depending on the damage they inflicted upon one another, they had a battle, usually stopping when one of the women said it was enough.

But Thomas was his ally, his fellow soldier and while Van trusted Thomas with his life on the battlefield, off the field was a whole other game entirely. Fiona had made it quite clear that she was not interested in him and yet he persisted, to everyone's great annoyance. Even crazy old Dr. D told him to back off but the man was the personification of his bull type zoid. Hell, even RUDOLPH told the imbecile that trying to gain Fiona's favor was a fool's journey.

Not that it would matter in an hour or two anyway,
thought Van as he walked a bit faster. He had loved her for years, granted since it was said that life-threatening situations usually formed deep bonds between people and they were no exception. But like all couples,
Van was too afraid of Fiona's possible rejection to bring his feelings to light.

And he still did not know why he was this nervous. As he exited the base and turned to the hangar, the sun full and bright overhead, he began to feel extra anxious, not showing it one bit though. He entered the hangar and headed straight for his beloved Blade Liger, Fiona's gift to him. The mighty blue zoid activated seemingly automatically as he approached, stopping just in front of him and lowering its head to Van's level. The orange cockpit popped open, revealing a smiling Fiona. As always, her attitude was oddly infectious and Van soon found himself smiling just as brightly back at her.

"Ready to go?" he asked to cover up the growing nervousness in the pit of his stomach, which at that particular moment felt like it didn't exist. Fiona nodded.

"Yes. Where are we going?" she replied as he jumped into the cockpit and took control of the Blade Liger, giving Zeke who was in the core a moment to relax. Van grinned mischievously back at her, his eyes betraying nothing save mischief.

"I'm not telling you. It's supposed to be a surprise, remember?" The Blade Liger launched out of the hangar and out the front gate, the guard on duty giving them a wave, which they returned quickly. Behind Van, Fiona pouted slightly and crossed her arms.

"That's not fair." He turned to face her again and laughed out loud.

"I know it isn't but it's worth it if I can see that cute pout on your face," he replied before turning back to the front. And in doing so, he completely missed the awesome red blush that invaded Fiona's face at his words.

Is he flirting with me! she shouted in her mind.

In truth, she loved Van as much as he loved her but the irony was that while everyone around them saw it, except Thomas of course, they themselves were completely oblivious to it. Naturally.

They sped onward through the day, passing a few towns and villages every so often but never stopping. Finally, they did. Fiona, being curious, leaned over Van's chair and peered out the glass cockpit. Desert, desert, and more desert. What was so interesting about that?

"Van, why did we stop?" she asked, her warm breath tickling Van's neck more than she knew. He looked up at her.

"Cause I'm prepping the systems," he replied, his hands moving back and forth over the consoles. Fiona noticed that he was diverting a lot of power to the boosters and to the legs.

"What are you going to do?" she asked fearfully. He didn't say anything. "Van?"

"Just sit back and buckle your harness." Seeing she wasn't going to get anywhere with him as he was, Fiona sighed and did as he asked.
After he was done, they sat there in silence. Until Van cried, "Hold on!" and gunned the controls forward, instantly propelling the Blade Liger onward at an alarming rate. Both of them felt the crushing power of their acceleration and were forced back into their seats.
"VAN! SLOW DOWN!" Fiona shouted, but Van wasn't listening and at a quick glance, she realized exactly how fast they were going. It was a near match for Irvine's Lightening Saix and that was saying something since Van had yet to use his boosters. And another glance told her that they were going faster. "YOU'RE GOING TO TEAR THE LIGER APART IF YOU DON'T SLOW DOWN!" she shouted once more but he only activated the boosters in reply, crushing them both further into their chairs.

"Aw come on Fiona! Don't you trust me?" he replied with a laugh.

"I would if that wasn't getting closer!" There was a structure approaching them very rapidly and Van was showing no signs of slowing down. She gave up yelling at him to stop or slow down and for that Van was truly grateful. He loved her and all but man did she have some lungs!

He saw the face of the structure and smirked a little. He had practiced and tested it out enough to be sure that they would stay safe. The distance between them and the side of the building was decreasing rapidly until they were about to hit. But instead of hitting, Van jerked the controls up, forcing the Blade Liger to scale it. They reached the top in no time and Van stopped the Liger. He turned to face Fiona, grinning widely like a kid in a candy store. And Fiona couldn't help but laugh.

No matter how many enemies he face or how many lives he ended, Van Flyheight would always be a big kid at heart. Just one more reason why Fiona loved him.

"Enjoy the ride?" he asked, still with that cheesy grin. Fiona merely shook her head at him.

"Now I do. You could have told me that's what you were going to do." Van shrugged playfully.

"And miss this look on your face? Nah!" They both exited the Blade Liger, gazing at over the landscape from their new vantage point. Fiona's face lit up in awe.

Van must have timed this because the sun was just setting and on a summer day, it was at it's best. The sky was painted with deep and light reds on the outsides and bright yellows and vivid oranges on the insides. On the horizon was a lovely mix of the three, which also helped to color everything else. The land looked alive now, a far cry from the reality of it and Fiona spotted a village in the distance that looked vaguely familiar.

"Van, it's beautiful up here. Thank you for bringing me. And I think I know that village over there. What's its name?"She turned back to Van, who had allowed her to walk away a bit and admire the view for herself. Little did she know exactly how she looked with the sunset behind her accenting her already great beauty. He shook his head to clear his thoughts away however and grinned at her, something she noted he had been doing a lot lately.

"I'm hurt and surprised you don't remember Fiona. That's my home, the Wind Colony." Dawning comprehension filled her eyes as she studied her surroundings more carefully than before.

"Then that means…we're at the ruins where you found me."

"Yep, it thought it would be fitting." Fiona cocked her head to the side.

"Fitting for what?"

Now, Van began to get nervous again. Now that he had said it, he had to finish it.

"This." He took the few steps to take him to her side and faced her. Now Fiona was far from dull and noticed his nervousness.

"Van? Is something wrong?" her tone and face were pouring out concern.

"No, it's just…we've known each other for a long time right?"

"Yes…" she answered, not knowing where this was going, but having a faint suspicion.

"Going on about 6 years now. That's a long time and I'm sorry Fiona." Confusion replaced the slight blank look.

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" Van let go a deep sigh.

Now or never time.

"Sorry for not figuring this out sooner. Fiona, ever since I met you, I felt as if the bond we've had has only gotten stronger and different."

"Different? How-" but she was stopped by the finger Van placed on her lips, those sweet rose red lips that he longed to capture with his own. He looked her full in the eyes, his brown with her red.

"Pleaselet me finish. Yes. Our bond had gotten different somehow and for the longest time, I didn't know why. Now I do." He seemed about ready to break but held his resolve and took a deep breath. "It was different because I realize that now, I was falling in love with you. Fiona, I have been in love with you for as long as I can remember. I know I was blind before but after the Zoids' Eve, it devastated me that I might lose you and I never want to feel that way again." He took her hands in his now. "I don't care if you choose to return my feelings or not, I just wanted you to know."

Fiona was silent, if not plain out shocked. And naturally, Van mistook that silence for rejection. He was hurt, true, but if Fiona was happy with someone else, he would be happy for her too. Even if that someone else was even…urgh…Thomas.

No, he'd be indifferent if it was Thomas, or maybe just not overly hostile. No…he'd still be hostile, just not in front of Fiona.

"It's okay. I understand." He began to slip his hands from hers but his movement snapped her back to reality and she held onto his hands tightly.

"Is that why you brought me here? To tell me that?" Van, his throat too choked up for words, nodded. She smiled and started to cry a little. "I don't know why. I would have been happy if you told me in the middle of a battlefield. I would have been happy as long as I could be at your side Van."

He looked disbelieving at her. Was she…did she just…

And as if reading his mind, she smiled, "Yes. I did Van. I love you too." He stood stock still for a moment before reaching down and kissing her deeply. Fiona was shocked by his sudden action at first but quickly returned his kiss with vigor.

Her lips were softer and sweeter than he could ever have imagined as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and she put her hands on his chest. Both of them were in a mini-euphoria of each other and only broke the kiss due to a sudden need to look at one another. (A/N: I don't get why couples need to break their kisses because they need to breathe. Just tilt your head a little and breathe through your nose. DUH!) They smiled at one another until Fiona felt something hard and stiff riding up her leg and watched Van's face go incredibly red. She grinned evilly up at him and placed her hand over his obvious erection.


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"A little eager are we?" she smiled at him. And the look was completely seductive to Van who suddenly found it extremely hard to concentrate.

"Very."

"What are we waiting for then?" He grinned wider and looked around. Zeke must have known what was going to happen because the intelligent Organoid had a makeshift bed already made underneath the Blade Liger. Van looked at Fiona and without warning she pulled his mouth down and captured his lips in a heated kiss once more. She then began dragging him in the direction of the Blade Liger while Zeke politely jumped into the Liger, giving the young adults what they were due. He pulled her down with him as he laid himself on the bed. When she started to tug on his pants, he knew she was really getting impatient. Breaking their contact for a lengthy 5 seconds, he pulled their shirts off, his eyes locking on her beige bra.

"Well, it won't do to keep that on will it?" asked Van with a raised eyebrow. Fiona laughed at the expression on his face.

"Then let's get rid of it." And she reached behind her back, unsnapping the bra and letting it fall to the ground, looking at him, watching his reaction.

But his face quite clearly said that he was not there and for someone to leave a message. Because he was too busy drinking the sight of Fiona's supple breasts. Most of her chest was a shade or to lighter than the rest of her skin, proof enough that not many have had the honor of seeing the same sight he was. Her nipples were a lovely pink and just begging to be captured and Van didn't waste anytime in taking one of them in his mouth and the other in his hand. His reward was a mix of pleasure and shock from Fiona as well as her hands gripped his hair tightly. He switched after a moment, much to his love's delight. He began a kissing trail that started at her breasts and ended where her dress began.

Van growled in frustration and pulled the garments off of her. Now all that impeded his progress was her beige lace panties and they were gone in the same fashion as her dress. Although this was both of their first times, his primitive instincts kicked in after a moment. Removing his pants and boxers in what had to be a world record, he pulled out his trusty (and very erect) stick and hovered over her entrance.

"Fiona, this might hurt a bit. Are you sure?" Fiona marveled at the fact that although she was prepared to give him all of her, he was still worried about what she wanted. Most men, namely Thomas, would have already entered her and started pounding into her like a jackhammer. She smiled reassuringly at him and caressed his face.

"I've never been more sure in my whole life Van." He nodded and after taking a deep breath and entered her. She gripped the sheets in pain, waiting for it to subside. He chose to stay still and waited with her. At her nod, Van began to move in and out of her slowly. She moaned again, drowning in the bliss of it all and then growled again because he was moving too slow.

"What the fuck are you waiting for! Faster!" she roared, her finger nails digging into his back. It hurt, naturally, but like so many men before him, the pain just excited him all the more and he was more than happy to comply with her request and moved faster into her. And the faster he went the deeper her nails dug and the louder her moans got. Since she was already wet and waiting, it didn't take long for Fiona to find her climax, her juices soaking Van's dick. He pounded into her for a few more heartbeats before finding his release.
He made sure to collapse next to her instead of on her, reaching up a hand and stroking her cheek. Fiona took his hand and intertwined their fingers and Van couldn't help but notice how blood stained the fingers were.

"Trying to bleed me to death?" he asked staring at her hand. She laughed again.

"No, trying to gain some sort of stability. Plus, it just marks you as my territory." Van raised an eyebrow again at her and laughed.

"I was always you're my dear and I always will be." She reached over and kissed him, making sure that she grinded into him as she straddled him.

"Ready for round 2?" she asked.

"If you think you can handle it." Fiona smirked at him.

"Challenge accepted."


Thank you all for reading! Reviews are greatly appreciated but are totally not demanded. It's sad how some authors hold their next chapters hostage just for some reviews but hey. To each his own. This particular fic is written as a tribute and favor to the King of all things Van/Fiona and my very best friend cyberdemon. May your keyboard never fail you or your imagination steer you wrong my friend. This is for you.