Maleficent - Diaval Fanfic – I'm Alive by Raven Diablo
Chapter 5: A Room With A View.
The next day Maleficent went out looking for Diaval. It was a grey day and she searched the entire north forest for Diaval but could not find him. Every so often she called out to him.
"Diaval! Please come to me", the worried sound in her voice returned.
"Diaval, I'm sorry, I come to bring you back home, I am no longer mad with you"
"Diaval, please! Don't hide from me, I will not hurt you!", she cried out.
Maleficent took notice that her emotions were slipping away again and attempted to regain her composure.
She said to herself, "Where could he be?"
After almost a whole day of searching the north woods, Maleficent returned to the Moors. She summoned Robin. He met her by her original home in the Rowan Tree.
"Robin"
"Yes, lady Maleficent", he bowed his head before her.
"Diaval has gone missing. I would like you to round up the faeries and the tree sentries. Have them look all over the Moors for him. I think he might be in trouble. He is in the form of a black dog with feathers behind his ears and on his tail.
"A dog, my lady?", he questioned "I thought Diaval hated to be turned into a dog."
"Yes, he does", Maleficent confirmed raising her nose up a bit. "He did something bad and as punishment I turned him into a dog."
"Wow, that must have been something really bad for you to do that to him."
"Nevermind that. I have sent him out last night to look over the cottage and he hasn't returned. I went out myself and looked over the entire North Forest and he wasn't to be found. I will try going out again, in case there was something I missed."
"Yes ma'am" and with that he flew out to carry out his task.
Maleficent tried to retrace her steps and went through the north forest again, this time looking closer to streams and other rocks or places where he might be hiding. In her searches, she all of a sudden felt a tug on her gown. She quickly spun around and when she looked down, it was Aurora. Maleficent was shocked to find her in the woods and she tried to shoo the child away.
"Shoo! Shoo!" she said. "Go away, I don't like children".
Aurora reached out her arms wanting to be picked up. Maleficent made a smirk and looked around as if to make sure no one was watching and she picked the child up. Immediately, Aurora grabbed at Maleficent's horns and pulled on them.
"Now Now, those are not to play with", she said. Maleficent looked around and thought perhaps the 3 faeries were nearby, but they weren't anywhere be seen.
"Those nincompoops let you wander again, huh?". Maleficent just shook her head as Aurora just laughed still holding on to her horns. She reached up and moved a whisp of her blonde hair away from her eyes.
She started to take her back in the direction towards the cottage when Aurora, blurted out, "Pretty bird..woof woof." Maleficent was shocked. Apparently in those few words, Maleficent figured out that Aurora was referring to Diaval as she her her call Diaval 'pretty bird' a couple of times before when they were on watch.
"Aurora, where did you see..." she looked around again, as she was too embarassed to say it, "Where did you see...woof woof". Aurora pointed to the west. "Woof Woof is hurt. I heard him howl" Aurora said.
Maleficent thought to herself. Oh no! Diaval is hurt, but what am I going to do? I have to make sure Aurora gets back to the cottage safe, but I want to look for Diaval too.
Just then Maleficent caught a break, she heard the three faeries calling out to Aurora.
"Thank you little beastie", she said to Aurora, "Your aunts are calling you" With that she put her down gave her a push towards the voices calling her and she hid in the shadows.
"There you are" , Knotgrass said she was cross, "Don't you go running off like that again!"
Good, Aurora was safe, Maleficent thought to herself. Now I can go find Diaval.
Maleficent headed west she searched high and low as she went. Soon she hit the main road that lead to the castle. "Can he be this far out?" She knew the forest to the west of the road was dangerous as farmer and trappers set traps to catch wild life out there. Nevertheless she went over the road and started searching the other part of the forest.
It was almost night fall and Maleficent was growing weary from searching all day. Then in the distance, she heard the whimpers and crys of a dog.
"Diaval!" She shouted as loud as she could. She listen and heard a cry in reply.
"Please keep doing that so I can find you", she said worried.
The dog continued yelping and howling and Maleficent knew she was drawing nearer and nearer.
Finally she came to a large tree and found him laying beside it. She was shocked, but turned away for a moment and and put her hand over her mouth as to what she saw. After she regained composure she turned back around and approached the tree.
Laying on the ground was Diaval looking up at her with both of his rear legs caught in a spring loaded animal trap. Blood was pooled all around the trap.
"No, Diaval...you are hurt!" she blurted out. Her emotions were starting to get the best of her.
With a wave of her hand the trap undid itself, but Diaval couldn't move. Both of his back legs were broken. She put her hands on his legs and he howled in pain.
She then waved her hands over his legs and slowly they began to heal, Diaval was howling all the time as this was painful. Maleficent flinched every time he cried out, but she tried not to make it obvious as she kept her head turned away from his and concentrated on healing his legs.
"I know, I know, you will be better soon though". She then turned around and rubbed behind his ears.
Diaval layed on the ground and he felt very faint. The pain was starting to subside after Maleficent's healing his legs. But he couldn't move.
"We have to get you home it is almost dark",
Maleficent turned him back into a bird and picked him up and placed him in a carry pouch she brought along. "It is going to be easier for me to carry you home like this", she said in a soft voice. The pouch was fairly roomy and there was an opening on one end where he could stick his head out. He let out a soft caw.
"Now, now. Rest, my pet", she said softly.
She placed her hand inside the pouch and rubbed in the place he liked behind his head. He nestled down inside the pouch and went fast asleep.
Diaval woke up with a start. "What the..." He was in his human form and he was laying down in a bed. But it wasn't the bedroom back at the house by the barrier. The room in which he was in was round and was built from tree branches. All the branches formed ornate arches to the top of the ceiling. There was a small ladder in the corner that appeared to go up even higher. He knew it could be none other than Maleficent's bed at the Rowan Tree. He was in the room before albeit briefly when he was a bird, but this was the first time he got a good look at the room.
"Oh, boy", he thought to himself "I don't belong here. I am in my mistress' bed. If she catches me here, who knows what she would turn me into next!"
He tried to get out of the bed, but he was still faint from the loss of blood.
FADOOMP! He fell right to the floor and passed out.
Moments later he awoke to find himself back in the bed and his Mistress was looking into his eyes from above him. She was sitting next to him. He once again tried to get up, but she put her hand on his chest and gently pushed him back down on the bed.
"It's Ok, you are to sleep in my bed tonight." she said softly to him. "You must not try to get up, my pet, you are too weak and need time to heal. By tomorrow evening you should be back on your feet." Then her voice became more stern, "Now, I am going to ask what were you doing that far out when I told you to go to the cottage?"
"You turned me into a dog." he blurted out. Ignoring her question completely. "Of all the things to turn me into, you know I don't like being a dog", he said somewhat annoyed. But at the same time he was worried about the tone of voice as he was speaking to his mistress. But the thought of him being turned into a dog, he just had to speak out of turn.
Diaval recalled the time when Maleficent turned him into a wolf for one of her assignments and he was much displeased by that action. Since then Maleficent granted his request and never turned him into a dog or a wolf again. Not even in punishment, but this time it was different as she punished him out of anger.
Maleficent's face looked down and she seemed somewhat shameful.
"It's all my fault and I am very sorry. I couldn't bring myself to admit that as sometimes I am just too proud." she said in a voice so soft he could barely here her.
" I shouldn't have been so hard on you. I just spent too much time swimming and lost track of the time at the watering hole."
"You could have killed me, you know", he replied with a firm tone still in his voice.
"Yes, I do and I said I am sorry.", she said softly hanging her head down. Then she looked up and said in a more stern voice, "Now answer my question, why were you out so far?"
"Well, I was angry and upset with you for turning me into a dog, and I did run off. I know I was out of line, my mistress and I am sorry for doing that." He stopped for a bit.
"Continue."
"Well I was at the edge by the road when my nose caught a wiff of someone cooking a steak and naturally I became hungry and let my nose try to sniff it out. It was already dark and I started to have difficulty seeing. I made one wrong step by that tree and SNAP! I was stuck in that trap bleeding until you found me".
Maleficent held her head in her hands for a moment and then looked up. "Well, that is quite the story and if I have you know, I spent all day looking for you and I am happy that I found you in time. You are here with me and safe."
"Thank you, my mistress" , he still sounded annoyed about being turned into a dog.
"Rest now", she said while getting up. She grabbed her night gown which was hanging over a small chair on the side of the room.
She climbed back downstairs and Diaval was alone in her room. He took a look around and rubbed his hands on the nice fur covers. He kept thinking to himself, "I never slept in a bed before. This is a beautiful! Maleficent sure can build a nice bed". The bed was large enough to easily sleep two people.
"I guess she likes a large bed", he softly said while nestling into the covers as it was a cool evening.
Soon Maleficent came back up to the bedroom and she had her night gown on and she had her hair down. It was messed up again from when she was wearing her head-dress. The night gown she usually wore before going to bed was rather a drab brownish green and it didn't have any ornate markings or designs like her other clothes. To Diaval it appeared to be very plain and not flattering for the queen of the Moors. It covered her arms down to her wrists and her legs down to feet. The only saving grace for the garment was a distinguishing wide v shaped neckline. But tonight she was wearing her gown a bit different from what he seen before. She wore the gown with the neckline pulled to one side exposing her right shoulder as if she put the gown on in haste. He made it quite obvious that he was drawn to her bare shoulder and she picked up on it. She looked at her shoulder and just said, "Oh". And then she straighted her nightgown out covering her shoulder back up.
"Diaval, your legs are still dirty from when I healed you earlier. I would like to get you cleaned up before you rest", she said "I am going back down and get some water and soap."
With that she started to climb back downstairs, but then came right back up. She looked at Diaval with a smile and said, "Oh! Watch this."
With a wave of her hand and a puff of green, the entire roof of the bedroom retracted revealing the evening sky. The tree canopy was directly overhead, but a good side portion was clear which allowed a nice view of the night sky. The sky was still purplish blue as the sun hadn't fully gone down. He could see traces of sun rays in the far distant.
"Shame," Maleficent lamented, "Wish I had thought of that earlier. You would have seen a nice sunset." With that, she turned and went back down.
He tried to sit up in the meantime to admire the view, but he was still feeling faint. The healing process his mistress performed was a very painful procedure and he lost a good amount of blood. He ended up having to lay back down again.
She soon returned with a wash basin, a bladder of water, a bottle of soap, a sponge and some towels.
Diaval said, "I still feel a bit faint, my mistress, would you think tomorrow might be better, or perhaps you should use your magic?"
"No, because your legs have caked on blood stains and your pants also need cleaning." She said. "That isn't good to be laying like that all night." Then she added in a dry tone, "Besides, I don't want my bed messed up."
"I am still feeling faint when I try to sit up."
"Then I will have to help you", she replied. "Come on, undo your pants strap"
While he started to remove his pants, she put the basin on her night table and filled it with water. She got a couple of towels and placed them on the bed.
"I do hope you are wearing an undergarment", she asked.
"Yes, my mistress."
As he slowly started to pull his pants down, she pulled on the cuff of his pants assisting them off. As the pants cleared his thigh's, she could see the damage done by the trap. Luckily the wounds look liked they healed up nicely, but he was going to have another scar on his scar laced body. The surrounding area had quite a bit of dried caked on blood. Her face softened when she saw this. The caked blood ran down his legs to his feet.
"Here, put this towel under your legs"
"Ok". He lifted his legs slightly and pulled the towel under them. "Oh, I feel so weak".
"Rest my pet, I will get you cleaned up."
Maleficent then reached over and put some soap on the sponge. She started with his feet first. At first cleaning his feet make him ticklish and he jumped.
"My, you are a ticklish one, huh?"
"I don't know. Ravens usually are not ticklish in any particular place, but l am still finding out new things with this human body."
"Just rest"
He put his head down on the pillow and she moved up onto the bed, curling her legs under her. Her hair was down, but still messed up.
She then dipped the sponge into the water and put on some more soap. She started up his lower legs, but pushed a bit too hard.
"Ouch! That's a bit too hard, my mistress"
"Sorry, it is a bit hard for me to judge since I am used to only bathing myself", she said.
She lightened up on her touch with the sponge.
"Better?"
"Yes"
She picked up his left ankle with one hand and with her other she began to sponge down his calves. The touch of her hand on his ankle actually felt good. She did the other leg in the same manner.
He started to get a funny feeling again, but in more ways than one. One thing was that he was so used to doing things for his mistress that it felt funny having her doing something for him. But he clearly was out of it and feeling faint, so he couldn't help himself at this point. However, he couldn't help but notice that Maleficent didn't seem to be bothered at all with having to bathe him. Perhaps she was feeling bad about the whole thing. Naw that couldn't be. She didn't really care for him anyway as he was just her servant.
Finished with his lower legs she began to rub the sponge on his upper legs. She seemed to go slower and gentler reaching up more. Getting closer to his hips she bent forward and her night dress was sagging in the middle. He could see straight down her cleavage. He pretended to glance around the room or look up at the night sky. The last thing he wanted was to be caught staring in down into the very same place that got him into so much trouble a couple days ago.
He just closed his eyes to be safe. After a while from sponging him. She stopped what she was doing and he heard her say, "Oh Dear".
"What is it, my mistress?", he said opening his eyes looking at her. He saw her cinching the back of her night gown so that the front part wouldn't hang down. Apparently realizing her mistake.
"Nothing Diaval, just rest, I will continue." Diaval couldn't help but smile.
"What is so funny", she asked.
"Nothing, my mistress"
"Hmmm hummm", she smirked. There was a tone of disbelief in that.
She continued with washing his legs. She pushed his legs apart and knelt between them and then drew the spong on his inner thigh getting very close to the top of his leg. A feeling just shot through him that he couldn't explain. His hands clenched around the blanket on either side of the bed and he gasped!
"What?" She asked. "Is the water too cold?"
Diaval swallowed hard and blurted out 'yes', even though the water temperature was still fine. He was just reacting to the sensation of contact in that particular area.
"It has been sitting a while", she said, "I will warm it back up."
She twisted her wrist and a whisp of green floated to the basin. She then dipped the sponge back into the basin and applied more soap. She proceed now up his other leg. Slowly as she approached higher, the same thing happened, but this time he was bracing for it and looked up at the sky with his eyes closed. But apparently this couldn't hide the fact that he was wincing as she continued to rub the sponge on that area. Also, another feeling came over him and he could feel something going on between his legs.
"Why make such a face, my pet?", she questioned.
"Uh Uh", he was stammering for a response "Just a little pain twitch", he answered worriedly.
She nodded in agreement and with just a few more strokes of the sponge, she said, "Ok, all done"
Whew! He let out a sigh of relief that it was over. She then took the towel that was under his legs and rubbed his legs dry. Thankfully that feeling he had between his legs subsided.
"Thank you, my mistress."
"You're welcome, my pet", she said softly.
He started to take more notice of her voice throughout this night. While she mostly sounded emotionless, tonight her voice was very serene and peaceful. Not at all like when they first met and how stern she was all the time.
She then proceeded to clean up, all the while Diaval's eyes turned to outside. He admired her home very much. Then he took notice of another large structure higher up in the canopy. It also appeared to be very nest like in structure to Maleficent's house.
When she returned, he asked, "What's that up there?"
"That was my home when I was a child. It was home to my parents as well"
"May I ask what happened to your parents?"
She nodded. "They died in the last big war with King Henry," her reply seemed very saddened.
"Mine are both gone too. But I don't recall how, I was just barely able to fly out of the nest at that time."
"Funny how both of us had to fend for ourselves at an early age", she said.
"Yes, it is, my mistress"
She sat down by the foot of the bed and reached for her brush which was on the small table on the side. It wasn't her favorite brush as that was at the other house, but a brush is a brush. She started to comb her hair out, but then stopped.
"Oh, I am so tired. It was a long day", she let out a yawn and then covered her mouth. "I will have to comb this out tomorrow morning."
"May I do that for you, my mistress?" He asked looking hopeful.
She looked at the brush and at first appeared to be worried because of what happened the last time. But because she was so tired, she really didn't feel like brushing her hair out. So, hesitantly, she passed the brush to Diaval.
"Yes, you may", she said and then yawned again.
She turned around on the bed sitting with her back towards him, looking up and outside.
He gently grabbed her locks and slowly started brushing as he did the last time being extra careful not to snag her hair. At first her eyes were open, fighting the urge to close them. He continued to brush out all the knots first and then he brushed down the entire length has he did before. He peered a bit around to her face and her eyes were closed now.
As he continued to brush, he kept looking around to her face. Every so often her face winced. It looked as if she was trying to shake something off. Her head would suddenly twitch too.
Maleficent had her eyes closed and as before, Diaval's brushing started to feel good.
"Why is that? When he brushes my hair, I like it so much." she thought to herself. She started to dip her head down as he brushed downward. This intensified the pulling and she found it enjoyable. Her breathing started to change, but this time she caught it. No. No. Not again! She stopped dipping her head down and that seemed to lessen the pulling. Ok, that's better.
Still the feeling was good. Her faced still winced fighting the feeling.
"Are you OK, my mistress?"
"Yes, I'm just tired."
He continued to brush out her hair.
Diaval was finished combing out most of her hair and then moved to the top of her head. He combed the sides and then carefully and slowly combed around her horns. As before, he noticed that Maleficent's breathing became heavy. As he was combing, she all of a sudden started to tip to one side.
"Mistress?", he softly called out. Her leaning continued and he didn't want her to fall down to the floor. He reached up and held her by the shoulders and gently laid her down on the bed.
"Hmmmmmm" she let out a long sigh.
She just laid there with her eyes closed and her breathing was heavy. She was fast asleep.
Diaval looked around. He was still in her bed and he that would be a no no if she woke up to find him sleeping with her in the same bed. He tried to get up but had a hard time standing on his legs, he started to feel faint as he stood. He knew he needed to rest some more before being able to walk around.
He climbed back into the bed and whispered, "My mistress". He gave her a light shake, but she was completely out. Her breathing caught slightly and she snorted. This caused Diaval to jump a bit.
"Oh, I am going to be in trouble when she wakes up", he thought to himself. But looked so peacefull laying there on the bed, he really didn't want to wake her up. He was tired too and he rested his head on the pillow when an idea hit him.
"Pillow! That's it! I'll just put the pillow between us and that should be good enough to 'separate' the bed." But as he turned to get the pillow, Maleficent turned abruptly towards him throwing her arm across his waist.
Immediately he tried to remove her arm and put it by her side, but as he grabbed her wrist, she curled her hand around his waist tighter and let out a sigh, "Hummmmmmmm".
Diaval looked at her face, she was still fast asleep.
He just looked back up at the night sky, it was pitch black outside. He knew he was going to be in trouble the next day and there would be punishment. So he said softly, "Well, so be it." Wondering what she might do to him, he placed both of his hands on the arm that was draped across his waist. One hand he placed over her hand and the other hand he rested on her upper arm. Her arm felt good in his hands.
She let out a small moan, "Uhmmmmm". Her hand tightend around his waist even more.
At first he started to withdraw his hands, but then he stopped. A thought flew into his mind at how special it was to be laying beside his mistress. He wondered what it would be like to do this all the time, impossible as that would seem. She would never allow it. But he knew that this was probably going to be the one and only time and so he revelled in the moment.
He kept staring at his mistress' face. Studying every detail every line. A few locks of her hair had fallen between them. He couldn't help but take hold of the locks and run his fingers through them.
At this time his eyes were getting heavy too and he too drifted off to sleep looking at her face. The last thing he focused on were her red ruby lips. Her lips were nice and full...much fuller than his own. They were puckered a bit and partly open. He had seen humans kiss before and a fleeting thought ran through his mind as he developed a sudden desire to press his lips against those ruby red ones. But he immediately shook the idea off knowing that would be something that would not, or rather could not happen.
Maleficent woke up the next morning with the sun shining through the canopy above. She gasped when she realized that she was lying tightly up against Diavals body and her arm was around his waist. Furthermore, his hands were resting on her arm!
She slowly withdrew her arm, letting his hands fall to the side.
"I must have fallen asleep here, but how did my arm get around his waist?", she thought to herself. At first she thought the worst and that he put her arm there while sleeping. But she thought for a moment and said, "No, he wouldn't be that stupid." Perhaps it was another accident. She knew herself that she awoken many times with her arm around her pillow. Yes, that was it, she must have thought she put her arm around her pillow in her sleep.
She lifted up her head and looked at Diaval. He was still fast asleep. She then began to study his face, taking note of his scars on his face and collarbones. She slowly reached her hand up to his collarbone and slowly ran her finger across the scar there.
The tightly ridged feeling of the scar under her finger felt suprisingly good. She did it again, but lighter this time.
She raised an eyebrow and thought to herself. That does feel good. Just then Diaval's eyes flew open startling her. She played off what she was doing and made as if she was pushing his shoulder to wake up.
"Good Morning, my pet", she said with a smile.
"Good Morning, my mistress", Diaval responded.
"Are you feeling well rested?", she asked
"Yes, quite so." He turned around and moved to a seating position and then carefully stood up. "The weak, faint feeling has passed."
"Are you up to flying?"
"Yes, I believe so."
"Splendid! Please be a good birdy and fetch us some breakfast."
"Delighted to, my mistress"
With a wave of her hand, he turned into his normal self and flew out the open roof of the bedroom. Maleficent stood up and watched as he flew off into the distance.
"Oh, I so envy you. With all my magic, you can still do something I no longer can".
A single tear rolled down her cheek.