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Wish: Chapter Two
"Go!" Reverberated in her ears and Hitomi's feet lifted off the ground, running with extreme vigor; one thing resounding in her mind, one thought, and one wish. Before she realize it she'd passed fifty meters, the white mark on the maroon pavement getting closer and just as she was to step over the line, Hitomi almost stopped breathing.
Her feet kept carrying her over that line and past the track, tripping and toppling in the fine cut grass adjacent to 150 meters. Breathing ragged, she realized what had happened and that tears were streaming down her face. Collapsing into the grass she began to sob, her knees were bruised and her shoulder hurt her, but none of that mattered because it didn't work.
Hands started pulling at grass yanking it from its roots as she screamed into the dirt. It wasn't supposed to be like this! " I was supposed to see him again!" She choked out, clutching a hand full of sod. " Just like the last time! I was supposed to see him!" She threw the clump of dirt onto the track, kicking her feet a little; just before she felt that familiar crackle in the air. Green eyes grew wide in realization; she looked up just in time to see two figures running towards her, then.
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There was a loud echo though the forest. Silence. An odd sort of noise because it tends to reverberate in your ears and make them ring if you're not used to it and out here. Out here there was no noise; standing in front of this white shell of metal and gears. This was the place to think; least it was for him.
Van had come here many of times to just sit and think; think of pending decrees his counsel wished him to pass; think of his indefinite future. The one thing he nearly always thought of. Van's eyes trailed up from their present downcast state all the way up to the blue moon in the sky. The one person he always thought of was her.
These had been the three longest years of his life. He'd grown up now, a little more mature then before more rational and a true king as those around him had put it. His hair didn't hold that same unruly nature it once had, now cut shorter the front still did as it pleased even though for years now he'd wanted it to do otherwise. He was taller, leaner and more heavily muscled then when he was a teen; he wore regale clothing, dark blues and pale creams. His life now was an endless parade of papers and quill pens.
His eyes still locked on that moon. If it was within his power he'd go back and change that day, he now knew that. When he sent her home, she looked so afraid at first clinging to him for that last moment. They'd shared too much but still he'd found the will power to raise that energist in the sky and smile at her just as she left. A smile that he'd hoped reached her heart and told her what could never be said.
Tearing his eyes away from the blue orb, Van started to pace in frustration. Out of anger, his foot came up and kicked at the trunk of a tree. The time's he contacted her; she seemed so happy it warmed his heart to see her smile in his mind. With truth it was one of the few things in the known world that kept him going, apart from Merle.
Her name slipped past his lips in a half breathed whisper. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end and his hand reflexively went to the hilt of his sword. There was a buzzing though the trees he couldn't place a slight hum, and a crackle of heated energy. He knew this feeling. Turning and looking up he watched as a pale blue pillar of light hit the ground, nearly blinding him, and deposited a body that laid in a crumpled mess.
It took a moment for his eyes to adjust, long cream color legs barely covered by a knee length skirt, slender delectate hands clutching grass, soft honey colored hair cascading over her face and back. " Hitomi." He whispered eyes wide.
The girl stirred and sat up, her face turned away from him; focused on the giant shrine in front of her. " E-Escaflowne?" She muttered in a half cracked voice.
Hitomi stared at the enormous Melef in front of her, standing up hastily her eyes still locked on the white figure. It scared her when hands locked around her chest holding her down and she panicked, about to defend herself when she felt a head rest on her shoulder.
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Hello kittens.
There you have it Chapter Two. Slapped together and not very sensible. I'll go through and fix it ASAP! I don't have a Beta. Be sure to review this if you read it please. Just two seconds of your time sugar. Okay?