Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ Always With You ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Dilandau walked slowly down the hallway muttering to himself. Lilly’s unexpected visit wasn’t out of the ordinary, but her reaction was. ‘I am General of the Dragon Slayers, and her master! How dare she question me or act like that! I’ll show her.’ He growled. He then just continued to walk, listening to the clicking of his boots. He had to admit he looked good, and intimidating. ‘Let’s see that bitch from the mystic moon talk back now.’ A wicked smile crept across his face. One good thing was coming out of Lilly’s childish act. It had made him annoyed, and angry, now he won’t be weak around her. Now she would tremble before him, and respect him. ‘She was so fearless, now let’s see what happens.’ He rested his hand on his sword as she walked. He wore his red armour trimmed in black. Covering this he had a sleeveless jacket that was held open by his black belt that held his blade at his side and cut on each side to allow easy movement. His red shin armour covered his black leather boots, matching the blood stained steel covering his arms and leather gloves that his silk black shirt slipped into. The shirt allowed the coldness of the steel to sink into his skin while allowing comfort from the edges. His thigh chain link armour was held together by a second belt that could show its dragonhead a small way bellow his other belt. It was a lot to put on, but it was cool, comfortable and he looked so damn good.

(A/N-What he wears in the movie, for a picture go to- http://www.lizzard.net/Escaflowne/ then character design…IT’S WORTH IT!!! Trust me.)

He was thinking about what Ray’s reaction would be when he found himself in front of her door. He raised his hand to knock before realizing he didn’t need to, plus the door was locked so she couldn’t open it for him anyway, even if she chose to. ‘Let’s see you tremble.’

He entered swiftly, closing the door behind him. “Ray!” He called seeing she wasn’t there to greet him. He heard a crash in the bathroom causing him to smile as he heard the voice.

“Fuck! What the hell huh! You could knock or something. Scare the crap out of me why don’t you!” She screamed as Dilandau made himself at home in a chair as she continued to mutter. “Just cause you’re a freakin’ alien and creepy and all that shit doesn’t mean you can just come and scare people like you own the world. I mean you don’t own my world and I doubt you even know how to get there…” She stopped and Dilandau heard a thump as she landed on the floor.

“What are you doing!?” He demanded. She didn’t answer. Dilandau sighed and stood up. He walked over and stood in the doorway of the bathroom. She had knocked over the basket of roses. She sat in the middle of the floor holding a few in her hand as she was about to put them back into the basket with the others she had already gathered. She stared off into space as Dilandau watched her.

“I’m never going home am I?” She asked quietly. Dilandau remained silent. “Am I?” She asked again still receiving no answer. “I’ll never see him again…” She wiped away the tear that had managed to escape her.

“Who?” Dilandau asked interested.

She shook her head. “Never again.”

Dilandau stood frozen in the doorway, unsure how to react if she suddenly broke down. ‘Who is she talking about?’

Suddenly she stood up and threw the roses into the basket. “I don’t care. He’s an ass anyway. Fuck him, stupid bitch.” She muttered. She bent over to pick up the rest of the flowers.

Dilandau stepped forward and placed a hand on her hip. “It’s fine, leave it, I’ll send someone down to clean it up for you.” She stood up and looked straight at him. Her eyes wandered over is body, catching every detail. Dilandau in return swept his eyes over the low cut that didn’t expose as much cleavage as he had thought she would have. Her hair was up in a very loos bun that allowed many strands to stray freely. The black sash hung loosely around her hips as she stood in a position that cause one side of the dress to slid across her smooth thigh showing her entire leg. Dilandau felt himself tremble as he thought of every other girl he’d every seen, they would have been modest or tried to show more skin, have their hair up completely perfect of down so they looked seductive. Ray did none of these, she stood there, confident and proud, even in the face of the devil. He felt his knees grow weak as he realized none of those girls had ever looked this good. He quickly caught control of himself before he did something that would get him into trouble, because it would surely make them late, of they wouldn’t even show up at all. He glanced at the clock, anything to take his gaze away from her. It was 6:47.

“So where are we going?” She asked stepping past him. Her arm brushed him, freezing him there.

‘Why the hell am I like this! She should tremble before, not the other way around. I am not capable of emotion! But I let her live! I can’t…DAMMIT!!! What is the answer!’ He turned and led the way to the door. She stepped out before him.

“So?” She asked again.

Dilandau snapped out of his trance and began to walk down the hallway, forgetting that she could escape at any moment. “There is a banquet and I thought maybe you should attend, just keep your mouth shut.”

“Then how will I be able to eat?” She asked smartly as she followed.

“You know what I mean! I don’t how it is on the Mystic Moon, but here woman are seen not heard.” He growled.

“Well on the Mystic Moon…” She started, but before she could finish with some smart remark he interrupted.

“I don’t care. These people, the other generals and their women are cruel, but I am sure that those old men would love to get their hands on you.”

“The generals and their women! So you are just taking me there to show me off, to say ‘oh look what I have I bet you want some don’t you’!” She stopped. Dilandau turned to face her.

‘Why the hell do you have to be so stubborn!?’ he screamed in her head. He looked at her, his gaze hard, her’s just as cold. “Just come on.” He reached for her. She stepped back.

“No, I am not a prize of a trophy that can be shown off. I will not be one of you little play things!” She exclaimed.

“You aren’t, none of my other ‘play things’ got to have their own room, so shut up and come on!” He demanded.

“No!”

*SLAP* He hit her hard across the face, but she stood her ground. He was glad to see that there wasn’t a mark, it wouldn’t bruise. He took her stunned moment to his advantage, grabbing her wrist and pulling her close to him, so that they were almost touching.

“I am not a tool.” She said quietly.

“No, you aren’t.” he agreed, surprising her.

“Then why do I have to come? Why do you want to show me off.”

“I admit I am going to do that, but know this, you are the only woman I have ever had other then the Dragon Slayer, come out in public with me. I am proud to have you here, by my side.” He looked deep into her eyes.

“Really?” She asked looking at him.

“Really, you are beautiful. All those women in there, are stuck up, slaves to their masters, you are something else. Something more interesting, better.” He continued.

“So are you really proud of me?” She asked thinking it was just a con.

“Yes, I want the world to see you, envy you.”

“So you want to use me.” She looked down.

He lifted her chin with his finger. “No. If I did, I would have kept you in my room, and at every available chance taken you.” She looked into her eyes. “We’re late. Are you coming?” He stepped away from her and released her wrist. She watched him for a moment.

‘You’re lucky I’m hungry you jerk.’ She sighed and stepped closer to him. Dilandau nodded and led her further down the hallway.

“Don’t worry, I won’t throw you too the wolves, I don’t want anything to happen to you.” He said quietly as she followed him. ‘I want that pleasure for myself.’

~*~

Dilandau threw open the black metal doors allowing the sounds of conversation to wash over himself and Ray. He entered, she followed a step behind and at his shoulder. The Dragon Slayers all stood up from their chairs as their Lord approached.

“Dilandau! Boy! Where have you been!” A large man with short brown hair and beard growled. A woman sat at his side, sitting straight with her chest pushed out. Her red wavy hair hung down giving her the cover that her dress didn’t provide. She was older the Ray, but certainly not as pretty, the only thing she had was big curves and a small waist.

“Forgive me Generals, but you can see why I was distracted.” Dilandau grunted as he pulled out a chair for Ray.

She sat down nervously, feeling their eyes on her. ‘Ok I really hate it when guys pull out my chair.’ She thought as she sat down slowly. ‘They always seem to pull it out from under me…’ She felt the solid wood beneath her and quickly rested upon it. She looked down at the table. Dilandau had a plate in front of him, but she didn’t. She looked around, none of the other women had one too.

“Well I see you’ve kept one alive long enough to let others see her.” The man replied gruffly.

‘Well I guess these two weren’t childhood friends.’ She thought as Dilandau sat next to her, and she heard the Dragon Slayers seat themselves as one.

“I must say Dilandau, you have good taste, in this one.” Another man said from across the table from Ray. His short black hair and smooth face told her that he was older then Dilandau, but younger then the brown haired man.

“Yes well she does the trick.” Dilandau replied taking a fork full of food into his mouth.

“And what does the lady think? Is your Lord any good? And don’t be afraid, I won’t let him hurt you.” The black haired man leaned forward to Ray.

Ray felt the anger build up tremendously as she stared back at this man, the girl beside him was only 15. She was already displeased with what Dilandau had said and now she felt the three large men’s eyes one her. She was about to open her mouth to say something horrible but felt a pressure on her hand. Without looking down she knew Dilandau was squeezing her hand, either warning her, or supporting her.

“Don’t be scared little one.” The third man said. He had an odd colour of hair, a metallic red, Ray was sure it was dyed, it was short on one side, and the other was long and hung down onto his face. This man was about the same age as the black haired one but his lady was 16.

Ray pulled her hand from Dilandau quickly, knowing she’d get a smack eventually for this one. She lowered her gaze. “I am sure he is better then any of you thank you all so very much.” She heard them all lean back, she waited for the roar, but the only roar she heard was laughter. Dilandau had found her hand again, and squeezed it lightly. She watched his fingers dance on the back of her hand, it was clear he was delighted. ‘I don’t think he likes them.’ She smiled and looked up at the men.

“I see now why we never got to meet your other women!” The brown haired one roared. His lady glared at Ray, as did the other girls.

Ray took this time to look down the table. All of these Generals had men, almost identical to Dilandau’s Dragon Slayers, although older. She smiled at the ones in dark green at the end of the table.

“What is your name milady?” The black haired one asked.

Ray glanced at Dilandau, wondering if she should use her short or longer version.

“You need not ask this pup for permission to speak young beauty.” The red haired man said quickly.

“Rayana…sir.” She added for good measure.

“A what a pretty name!” The older General said leaning back into his chair, waving his hand. His woman slowly took the fork in her hand, giving her master a weary look, like he might be joking with her, then took a small bite before placing the utensil back onto the plate. “I am General Adolfis, and this is Lady Kanio.” He said. The girl nodded her head to Ray, although her eyes were cold. Ray didn’t moved, but stared back.

“And I am General Larin. And this is Lady Fari.” The one with the strange red hair said.

Ray smiled at the girl, only because she was trying to stifle a laugh. ‘She doesn’t look like a fairy. None of them do. They're pretty, but still, the only thing these guys want is a girl with a chest that could suffocate them.’ The girl, like Kanio, just glared at Ray.

“I am General Korin.” The man with black hair said, he then waved his hand as his 15-year-old. “This is Talina.” The girl lowered her gaze and stared at the empty plate in front of her.

Ray noticed that while the other Generals let their women eat, this young girl wasn’t even glanced at. In fact her master stared at Ray. Ray sat there, Dilandau didn’t offer her anything, this was noticed by the other Generals.

“Dilandau! How can you deprive such a beauty of such good food? She’ll waste away in your company!” Adolfis exclaimed with a smile.

“How about you come home with me Lady Ray? I’ll treat you right.” Korin said leaning over the table.

Ray didn’t feel Dilandau’s skin this time, only his gaze burning into her, daring her to say yes, to say anything.

“And what would you do with me Korin?” The table went silent. Dilandau was the only one that had been spoken too without the formal title proceeding his name as if he was lower then the others. The elder General was called General by the younger ones while Korin and Larin called each other by name.

Korin stared hard at Ray with a smile that left his eyes cold. “Well I would treat you how you deserve to be treated?” He said quietly, no other being at the table made a noise.

Ray reached over to Dilandau and plucked the fork right from his fingers and eat the food that been sitting on it. “I am treated just fine here.” She dropped the fork at the side of the plate with a clatter.

“But rumour has it that this boy General beats his women regularly.” Korin growled letting the word General slid out of his mouth, it was obvious he and the others thought Dilandau was too young. Ray just stared blankly back at him.

“And? You don’t?” Ray let the accusation hang in the air dangerously as all watched the scene unfold around them.

The six Dragon Slayers allowed their hands to rest on their swords ready to defend their Lord and his daring Lady.

Ray noticed that the other three groups of six, all in different colours grasp their blades as well. She noticed all the Generals except Dilandau wore black armour. One group of men wore dark green while the others wore a very dark red and the last wore a dark grey. The Dragon Slayers and Dilandau were the only ones at the table that didn’t have the identical armour the Generals and their men wore.

“Some women need punishment and discipline.” Korin said.

“And I am one of those women?” Ra asked, with a bored drone sounding voice.

“Well if you continue to act so disrespectful…”

“You have not given me a reason to respect you.” Ray countered, not realizing her mistake by interrupting the General.

“Well I will!” Korin exclaimed.

As Korin began to stand up Dilandau laughed an evil hollow laugh. “General Korin, You called me a woman beater minutes ago as well as saying I don’t treat Rayana the right way, and now you about to beat her within an inch of her life. Are feeling threatened by my whore?” Dilandau challenged the General with a silent glare, warning the older man.

The Generals all knew Dilandau would not hesitate to kill them, even if it was a hopeless fight for the younger man. Even if it meant that Dilandau would become exiled.

Korin stood there string down at Dilandau. Ray looked between the two frantically, unsure what to do.

“Korin sit down, she’s just a little girl.” Larin said merrily.

This time Ray kept her mouth shut. The conversation turned to how long the Generals would stay, around a week. Then the soldiers other then the Dragon Slayers became drunk. The three whores sat still and silent trying to avoid attention of their almost drunk masters. Dilandau watched in amusement as the Generals downed more and more alcohol, while Ray was slightly shocked that Dilandau himself would not drink, yet.

Eventually more whores appeared and sat themselves on the laps of the drunken men, soldiers and Generals alike. A quite pretty girl approached Dilandau from behind and began to massage his shoulders. She leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

Ray had the urge to grab the girl by their hair, pull a cheerleading move by throwing her up into the air, and forgetting to catch her. ‘This girl is only like 14, and Dilandau is letting her do this? Wow this place is just plain creepy!’ Ray looked around at all of the men kissing and groping this women. The three whores as well as Ray herself were the only women who seemed to have restraint and self-respect, even in the clothes they wore.

Suddenly Ray felt someone sit down beside her. She shuddered as she thought of a drunk soldier. She looked over and saw Korin sitting there. He reached over and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, then caressed her face with the back of his hand. Ray looked over at the young girl, who’s eyes were filled with tears. Ray gave her an odd look as if the girl was crazy.

‘This is the only thing she has going for her!’ Ray realized, ‘This is the only way she can live well. Ray pulled away from Korin without moving her eyes from the girl who’s eyes lit up.

Korin gripped the back of Ray’s neck painfully. “Where are you going? No more smart remarks now that your Lord isn’t paying attention?” He whispered in her ear.

“I don’t need Dilandau’s help.” She smiled and tapped the General’s own knife against his thigh.

Korin pushed away from her, standing up. Even the drunks went silent.

“You want it back?” She asked flicking the blade into the air and catching the sharp steel in her palm, before handing it to him.

Korin snapped it away from her. “You horrible DEMON WOMAN!!” He screamed at her.

Ray leaned back into her chair and relaxed. “You know that’s what Dilandau called me too when I pulled a knife on him.” She smiled up at Korin as Dilandau watched carefully.

He glared at her, wishing her death right there, but he knew that they were no match for the Dragon Slayers now, who were still sober while his own Demon Hunters were falling over drunk. Korin cried out in frustration as he looked down at Ray. Suddenly he backhanded her. “You horrid Bitch! I’m going to make sure you die horrible!!!” Korin threatened.

“That’s got to be the hundredth time I’ve heard that since I’ve gotten here!” She smiled.

“Dilandau get this wretched woman out of my sight!” Korin demanded. Dilandau stood slowly.

“Nah it’s ok Dilly-boy, I can find my way back to my room thanks.” Ray swept out of the room. Dilandau watched her leave. Korin swept around the table and grabbed his girl by her arm and stormed from the room.

Dilandau quickly rose and left after them, worried that Korin might try to go after Ray. He exited quickly, and as the doors snapped shut he saw Korin disappear down the hallway that would lead to his room, while Dilandau could hear that fast clicking of Ray’s shoe’s as she ran down the hallway.

Suddenly the thought struck him. ‘She’s going to try to escape!’ Dilandau began to race down the hallway after Ray, surprised how fast she can run in her heels.