Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ Always With You ❯ Chapter 17 ( Chapter 17 )
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By: TakaShira 
Conflict of the titans
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 03.20.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 136 | Status: Completed
Conflict of the titans
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 03.20.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 136 | Status: Completed
“It was a pleasure staying here Dilandau.” Korin smiled down at the younger man as the sun rose over his shoulder.
“I’m sure.” Dilandau didn’t have the heart to smile, he could only think of Ray, still locked in her room.
“Too bad Lady Ray couldn’t see us off as well. What was it you said that ails her?” Korin’s grin grew more feral by the moment.
“She is still exhausted from last nights events.” Dilandau replied through gritted teeth.
“How odd as she was the first of us to retire from the banquet. Oh well what can we say about women other then the fact that they are beautiful to look upon and touch but other then that they are practically useless.” Korin now grinned ear to ear trying to get a rise out of the younger General.
“I disagree.” Dilandau growled.
“Well then, enlighten me before I leave, what else are women good for, especially ones like Ray. And if it is because they are a good outlet for anger, well then I do agree.” Korin‘s grin diminished slightly.
Dilandau sighed and decided he would end the conversation quickly, “That’s exactly it.” His voice was completely truthful masking whether he meant it or not.
“Well at least we agree on one thing.” Korin smiled. “I do believe we shall be leaving now.” Korin smiled one last time then turned and walked away, his soldiers following beside him and the other Generals at his side.
“About god damn time.” Dilandau said as he watched the three flying ships undocked and travelled on their way. Without another word Dilandau turned and started down the corridors to Rayana’s chambers, he was planning on getting answers now.
~*~
Ray lay on her back, confused, lost, and going through torture courtesy of the pain in her chest. What was she supposed to tell Dilandau, that Korin kissed her and Ray felt like she was cheating on Dilandau himself. Did he want to hear her say that she had been too weak to defend herself, that she needed her General.
The truth was, she did need him, and it disturbed her. Never had she fallen in so deeply that she actually needed the guy, at least not like this. She had needed Tory’s touch, because that’s all he really had, he had been a jerk sometimes and sure as hell wasn’t a romantic or good for love.
She didn’t like the feeling of weakness, the feeling of need she had for Dilandau. She felt diminished, weaker, almost useless because of it. She didn’t want to give him any more power then what he already had over her. She couldn’t tell him that she had needed him, that she was just a weak little girl who can’t take care of herself.
She just couldn’t…
But she could hear the lock on her door open, and she did see the door slid open and Dilandau step into her room. Ray sighed and rolled her head to the other side, to hide the tears that were forming in her eyes from Dilandau. Just looking at him broke her heart, she wanted to tell him but at the same time she couldn’t let him know just how weak she was.
“Are you going to tell me now?” Dilandau asked as he approached the bed.
“No.” Ray replied coldly as Dilandau sat on the edge of her bed.
“Ray please…”
“No.” She managed to get out through her clenched teeth.
Suddenly Dilandau sat on top of her, one of his hands was wrapped around both of her wrists holding them above her head. His other ran along her chin line gently but at the same time quite forcefully making her turn her head towards him.
“No.” She whispered, the tears threatening to appear before him, but she couldn’t let him see.
“Ray it’s ok you can tell me, please.” Dilandau moved closer to her.
“No!” She said louder moving her head away from him.
“What?”
“Stop fucking playing with me!” She practically screamed struggling to get away from him, but he refused to release her.
“Ray I’m…” He tried to ask for forgiveness but couldn’t. He didn’t deserve it, after what he did.
“Get off.” Ray hissed, her eyes filled with a fire that turned Dilandau on before he could think twice.
He moved down and captured Ray’s lips in a sweet kiss, silencing as well as freezing her. He let go of her wrists and moved on hand through her hair as his mind blurred with energy.
Suddenly he found himself on his back…on the floor.
“Don’t touch me.” Ray growled as she stood up.
Dilandau quickly stood as well. He sighed and decided it was best to change the subject even though he hadn’t gotten any answers…yet. “The Slayers wanted to know if you were planning on coming with us into town tonight. They enjoyed your company, but want to keep where we are going a surprise, and you can wear whatever you want.”
“Are you ordering me to come?”
“No I am asking you.”
“Fine I guess I’ll come.”
“Good I’ll be back later.”
“And I suppose you’re going to leave me locked in here?”
“Yep.” Dilandau smiled, then turned to leave.
Ray stood there silently watching him walk away. She felt two tears fall, finally released, as she prayed that he wouldn’t turn back to look at her.
He didn’t.
~*~
Dilandau quickly strode through the hallways to his own room, so that he could hide in solitude, hoping to escape the emotion that was tearing him apart like ravenous wolves.
He entered his room and the second the door slid shut Dilandau found himself on his knees. He tried to stand but his legs wouldn’t, couldn’t hold him up. He found himself picturing Ray’s face, filled with pain looking down at him. He then saw her turn and walk away, without giving him one last glance as she left him there, on his knees, beaten and broken.
He couldn’t think of anything to say to her, he couldn’t put his emotions into words, and he was afraid that if he tried to use actions he would only push her further away.
“Not that she can get much further away from me.” Dilandau growled, beating himself up inside for what he had done.
“I’ve lost everything I’ve ever wanted, I always do.” He lowered his head, resting it on the cold floor, trying to clear his mind so that he might have some hope of forming the words he would use against her the next time he saw that face of beauty and love, the face he would never be able to touch again.
He sat there, on the floor, his forehead resting against the cold floor as he tried to gather his thoughts of what he could possibly say to make her not hate him as much as she surely did. But nothing helped, nothing seemed good enough. Nothing made him even think that he was worthy of forgiveness. He loved her, yet he had hurt her, made her feel as though he didn’t want her, that he would never want her, when in reality he had never wanted anything so much.
But still he couldn’t think of a way to win her forgiveness, even a fraction of. She would never love him, as far as he could see.
But his mind was clouded and could only see so far because at that moment Ray lay on her bed silently crying because she had lost something that she had never had but had loved with all of her heart.
~*~
Ray lay on her back, having cried herself to sleep hours ago. But the feeling of a cool damp cloth on her forehead woke her up.
Slowly Ray allowed her eyes to flutter open so that they could adjust to the light pouring in from her window. She felt the cloth move down the side of her face, washing away the tears that had once fallen upon her smooth skin.
She couldn’t see the figure who sat beside her on her bed yet as the light was so bright and hurt her eyes.
“Who are you?” She asked wearily. Sleeping had left her more exhausted then anything.
“I am hurt that you’ve forgotten me already Lady Rayana.” The figure said with a smile.
“Oh my god!” Ray exclaimed as she sat up suddenly.
“Calm down.” The voice said as a strong arm forced her back down as a small chuckle filled her ears.
“Well my goodness. You scared me for a minute there.” Ray smiled back as Folken again gently whipped the cloth over her forehead.
“Are you better now?” Folken asked, her allowed a small amount of concern to get out.
“Yeah sure…how long were you sitting there for?” Ray asked suspiciously.
“Long enough to know that you were crying for a fair length of time.” Folken gave her a caring smile.
“Well aren’t I embarrassed now.” Ray frowned.
“Don’t be. I understand.”
“If only Dilandau did too.” Ray said quietly.
“He does, more then you would think, but he has never been very good with showing any emotions other then the negative.”
“Got that right…hey what do you know?” Ray demanded.
“Well you love him.” Folken smiled.
“It’s that obvious?” Ray said quietly.
“To everyone it seems.”
“Except Dilandau.”
“Yes well…you loving him isn’t the only thing that is obvious…” Folken explained.
“What do you mean?” Ray turned her head to face him entirely.
Folken smiled and gently brushed some hair that clung to the side of her damp face.
Before Folken could answer her though the door slid open.
Dilandau stepped into the room only to see Folken caressing Ray’s face in a loving way.
“Folken! What are you doing here?” Dilandau demanded, his rage quickly taking hold.
“I was speaking with…” Folken said quietly as he stood up.
“Bullshit! Get the fuck out of here…NOW!” Dilandau practically screamed trying to think of a worthy enough way for him to kill Folken right there, but none of them seemed painful enough.
“Calm down Dilandau…” Folken tried to say.
“Don’t tell me what to do Stratagos! Get out now!” Dilandau managed to move himself aside, leaving the door way open for Folken.
“Dilandau!” Ray tried this time.
“Shut up!” Dilandau quickly silenced her.
Folken looked from the enraged face of Dilandau to the pain and fear filled features of Ray as she sat on her bed.
“Get out!” Dilandau roared again.
Folken simply nodded his head. “Ray…” He was about to say goodbye.
“Don’t speak to her, now for the last time, get out.” Anger dripped of each syllable as it passed through Dilandau’s lips.
Folken silently passed Dilandau, who exited the room after the taller man.
“What were doing in there Folken?” Dilandau demanded as the door snapped shut behind him.
“I was only talking. She looked like she needed a friend.”
“Then she should have come to me.”
“You locked her in there Dilandau.”
“She doesn’t need you Folken, she has me.”
“And what good that has done her.”
“What does that mean!?”
“Figure it out Dilandau.”
“She doesn’t need you Folken, stay away from her, or you will regret it.” Dilandau threatened.
“Fine, but don’t come to me if she leaves you like Sierra.” Folken replied, then swiftly turned and left before Dilandau could say anything else.
“I’m sure.” Dilandau didn’t have the heart to smile, he could only think of Ray, still locked in her room.
“Too bad Lady Ray couldn’t see us off as well. What was it you said that ails her?” Korin’s grin grew more feral by the moment.
“She is still exhausted from last nights events.” Dilandau replied through gritted teeth.
“How odd as she was the first of us to retire from the banquet. Oh well what can we say about women other then the fact that they are beautiful to look upon and touch but other then that they are practically useless.” Korin now grinned ear to ear trying to get a rise out of the younger General.
“I disagree.” Dilandau growled.
“Well then, enlighten me before I leave, what else are women good for, especially ones like Ray. And if it is because they are a good outlet for anger, well then I do agree.” Korin‘s grin diminished slightly.
Dilandau sighed and decided he would end the conversation quickly, “That’s exactly it.” His voice was completely truthful masking whether he meant it or not.
“Well at least we agree on one thing.” Korin smiled. “I do believe we shall be leaving now.” Korin smiled one last time then turned and walked away, his soldiers following beside him and the other Generals at his side.
“About god damn time.” Dilandau said as he watched the three flying ships undocked and travelled on their way. Without another word Dilandau turned and started down the corridors to Rayana’s chambers, he was planning on getting answers now.
~*~
Ray lay on her back, confused, lost, and going through torture courtesy of the pain in her chest. What was she supposed to tell Dilandau, that Korin kissed her and Ray felt like she was cheating on Dilandau himself. Did he want to hear her say that she had been too weak to defend herself, that she needed her General.
The truth was, she did need him, and it disturbed her. Never had she fallen in so deeply that she actually needed the guy, at least not like this. She had needed Tory’s touch, because that’s all he really had, he had been a jerk sometimes and sure as hell wasn’t a romantic or good for love.
She didn’t like the feeling of weakness, the feeling of need she had for Dilandau. She felt diminished, weaker, almost useless because of it. She didn’t want to give him any more power then what he already had over her. She couldn’t tell him that she had needed him, that she was just a weak little girl who can’t take care of herself.
She just couldn’t…
But she could hear the lock on her door open, and she did see the door slid open and Dilandau step into her room. Ray sighed and rolled her head to the other side, to hide the tears that were forming in her eyes from Dilandau. Just looking at him broke her heart, she wanted to tell him but at the same time she couldn’t let him know just how weak she was.
“Are you going to tell me now?” Dilandau asked as he approached the bed.
“No.” Ray replied coldly as Dilandau sat on the edge of her bed.
“Ray please…”
“No.” She managed to get out through her clenched teeth.
Suddenly Dilandau sat on top of her, one of his hands was wrapped around both of her wrists holding them above her head. His other ran along her chin line gently but at the same time quite forcefully making her turn her head towards him.
“No.” She whispered, the tears threatening to appear before him, but she couldn’t let him see.
“Ray it’s ok you can tell me, please.” Dilandau moved closer to her.
“No!” She said louder moving her head away from him.
“What?”
“Stop fucking playing with me!” She practically screamed struggling to get away from him, but he refused to release her.
“Ray I’m…” He tried to ask for forgiveness but couldn’t. He didn’t deserve it, after what he did.
“Get off.” Ray hissed, her eyes filled with a fire that turned Dilandau on before he could think twice.
He moved down and captured Ray’s lips in a sweet kiss, silencing as well as freezing her. He let go of her wrists and moved on hand through her hair as his mind blurred with energy.
Suddenly he found himself on his back…on the floor.
“Don’t touch me.” Ray growled as she stood up.
Dilandau quickly stood as well. He sighed and decided it was best to change the subject even though he hadn’t gotten any answers…yet. “The Slayers wanted to know if you were planning on coming with us into town tonight. They enjoyed your company, but want to keep where we are going a surprise, and you can wear whatever you want.”
“Are you ordering me to come?”
“No I am asking you.”
“Fine I guess I’ll come.”
“Good I’ll be back later.”
“And I suppose you’re going to leave me locked in here?”
“Yep.” Dilandau smiled, then turned to leave.
Ray stood there silently watching him walk away. She felt two tears fall, finally released, as she prayed that he wouldn’t turn back to look at her.
He didn’t.
~*~
Dilandau quickly strode through the hallways to his own room, so that he could hide in solitude, hoping to escape the emotion that was tearing him apart like ravenous wolves.
He entered his room and the second the door slid shut Dilandau found himself on his knees. He tried to stand but his legs wouldn’t, couldn’t hold him up. He found himself picturing Ray’s face, filled with pain looking down at him. He then saw her turn and walk away, without giving him one last glance as she left him there, on his knees, beaten and broken.
He couldn’t think of anything to say to her, he couldn’t put his emotions into words, and he was afraid that if he tried to use actions he would only push her further away.
“Not that she can get much further away from me.” Dilandau growled, beating himself up inside for what he had done.
“I’ve lost everything I’ve ever wanted, I always do.” He lowered his head, resting it on the cold floor, trying to clear his mind so that he might have some hope of forming the words he would use against her the next time he saw that face of beauty and love, the face he would never be able to touch again.
He sat there, on the floor, his forehead resting against the cold floor as he tried to gather his thoughts of what he could possibly say to make her not hate him as much as she surely did. But nothing helped, nothing seemed good enough. Nothing made him even think that he was worthy of forgiveness. He loved her, yet he had hurt her, made her feel as though he didn’t want her, that he would never want her, when in reality he had never wanted anything so much.
But still he couldn’t think of a way to win her forgiveness, even a fraction of. She would never love him, as far as he could see.
But his mind was clouded and could only see so far because at that moment Ray lay on her bed silently crying because she had lost something that she had never had but had loved with all of her heart.
~*~
Ray lay on her back, having cried herself to sleep hours ago. But the feeling of a cool damp cloth on her forehead woke her up.
Slowly Ray allowed her eyes to flutter open so that they could adjust to the light pouring in from her window. She felt the cloth move down the side of her face, washing away the tears that had once fallen upon her smooth skin.
She couldn’t see the figure who sat beside her on her bed yet as the light was so bright and hurt her eyes.
“Who are you?” She asked wearily. Sleeping had left her more exhausted then anything.
“I am hurt that you’ve forgotten me already Lady Rayana.” The figure said with a smile.
“Oh my god!” Ray exclaimed as she sat up suddenly.
“Calm down.” The voice said as a strong arm forced her back down as a small chuckle filled her ears.
“Well my goodness. You scared me for a minute there.” Ray smiled back as Folken again gently whipped the cloth over her forehead.
“Are you better now?” Folken asked, her allowed a small amount of concern to get out.
“Yeah sure…how long were you sitting there for?” Ray asked suspiciously.
“Long enough to know that you were crying for a fair length of time.” Folken gave her a caring smile.
“Well aren’t I embarrassed now.” Ray frowned.
“Don’t be. I understand.”
“If only Dilandau did too.” Ray said quietly.
“He does, more then you would think, but he has never been very good with showing any emotions other then the negative.”
“Got that right…hey what do you know?” Ray demanded.
“Well you love him.” Folken smiled.
“It’s that obvious?” Ray said quietly.
“To everyone it seems.”
“Except Dilandau.”
“Yes well…you loving him isn’t the only thing that is obvious…” Folken explained.
“What do you mean?” Ray turned her head to face him entirely.
Folken smiled and gently brushed some hair that clung to the side of her damp face.
Before Folken could answer her though the door slid open.
Dilandau stepped into the room only to see Folken caressing Ray’s face in a loving way.
“Folken! What are you doing here?” Dilandau demanded, his rage quickly taking hold.
“I was speaking with…” Folken said quietly as he stood up.
“Bullshit! Get the fuck out of here…NOW!” Dilandau practically screamed trying to think of a worthy enough way for him to kill Folken right there, but none of them seemed painful enough.
“Calm down Dilandau…” Folken tried to say.
“Don’t tell me what to do Stratagos! Get out now!” Dilandau managed to move himself aside, leaving the door way open for Folken.
“Dilandau!” Ray tried this time.
“Shut up!” Dilandau quickly silenced her.
Folken looked from the enraged face of Dilandau to the pain and fear filled features of Ray as she sat on her bed.
“Get out!” Dilandau roared again.
Folken simply nodded his head. “Ray…” He was about to say goodbye.
“Don’t speak to her, now for the last time, get out.” Anger dripped of each syllable as it passed through Dilandau’s lips.
Folken silently passed Dilandau, who exited the room after the taller man.
“What were doing in there Folken?” Dilandau demanded as the door snapped shut behind him.
“I was only talking. She looked like she needed a friend.”
“Then she should have come to me.”
“You locked her in there Dilandau.”
“She doesn’t need you Folken, she has me.”
“And what good that has done her.”
“What does that mean!?”
“Figure it out Dilandau.”
“She doesn’t need you Folken, stay away from her, or you will regret it.” Dilandau threatened.
“Fine, but don’t come to me if she leaves you like Sierra.” Folken replied, then swiftly turned and left before Dilandau could say anything else.