Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ Always With You ❯ Chapter 19 ( Chapter 19 )
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By: TakaShira 
Only drunkenness
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 03.20.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 136 | Status: Completed
Only drunkenness
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Self Insertion | Uploaded On: 03.20.2005 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 136 | Status: Completed
“Bar?” Ray hung her head to hide her grin from Dilandau.
“Sure.”
“Don’t think that trying to get me drunk is going to get you any Dilly-boy.” Ray growled, then pushed past him to get in.
“That’s not the way I want it.” Dilandau whispered as he followed her inside.
Ray entered the darkened tavern.
“Hm…” She smiled as she sat next to Dalet at the group of tables they had found.
“What?” Dalet asked leaned forward so that he could see the ass of the waitress who had just passed.
“Dalet!” Ray grinned and playfully slapped him.
“What?” He grinned back as he leaned back again.
“Now what?” Dilandau growled as he sat on the other side of Ray.
“Nothing Dilly-boy.” Ray hissed earning herself a warning glance from the General.
“What can I get you?” They all looked up at the pretty girl who was standing before them in an unbelievably short skirt, and was holding a round tray.
“Aurolan for me and my men, and a chelan for the lady.” Dilandau quickly ordered motioning that the other tables that held his Slayers.
“What the hell is a chelan?” Ray asked as she walked away.
“It’s not as hard.” Dilandau explained looking around, to avoid her eyes.
“Not as hard, what the hell happened to a good cold beer?” Ray growled as she leaned back, she glanced over at Dilandau who was giving her a questioning look. :Oh yeah I’m not at home huh…” She sighed.
“And where is your home little lady?” A voice came from behind her.
Ray turned around and saw three large men sitting at the table there.
She opened her mouth to answer but Dilandau got there first. “She’s from the north.” He quickly lied earning a look from Ray.
“Well that explains a lot.” One man said to his friend.
“Strange woman, wearing pants.” The other replied.
The one closest to Ray smirked, “Give me five minutes with her and she’ll be wearing nothing at all.”
With that he and his friends roared with laughter as Ray shivered in disgust.
“How about it girl?” He asked grasping her arm above her elbow.
“How about you let go of her.” Dilandau growled standing up.
“Stay out of this boy.” The man grunted.
“Don’t Dilandau.” Ray warned, worried about her Lord.
“Dilandau?” The man looked at the silver haired man who stood there with anger clearly written across his face. “Lord Dilandau, of Ziabach?” Ray watched the colour slowly drain from the man’s face as he put it all together. He quickly released Ray’s arm and stood up. He and his companions quickly left without another word.
“I see you’ve learned how to use my name.” Dilandau said quietly as he sat back down.
“No, I just know how to get out of those sorts of situations by using my surroundings.” Ray replied as she took the drink that the woman had just handed her.
“Who wants to bet how much Ray can drink?” Dalet smiled.
“Nice try Dalet, but I can drink more then you anytime.”
“Really?”
“Yep.”
“Well we should see about this at some point.” Dalet took a long draught from his mug.
“Whatever.” Ray just smiled as she thought of the drinking games she’d always played with her boys. She frowned as she thought of what might be going on at home. She took a careful sip from her more feminine glass.
“Well?” Dilandau asked as he set his own mug down.
“Meh, tastes like coke.” She replied as she looked around.
“Right, like I know what that is.” Dilandau growled then drank again.
“Guess you wouldn’t huh.” Ray sighed. She then drank the rest of her drink.
“Slow down.” Dalet smiled.
“Well my god that was nothing. You boys have to get me a real drink.” She smiled.
Chesta laughed and motioned for the woman to bring Ray another drink, like theirs.
Ray grasped it and sipped it, tasting the alcohol instantly. “Much better.” She smiled.
Ray glanced over at Dalet who quickly chugged back his drink causing Ray to smile. He then gave her an expectant look.
“I have more then you.” She whined.
“That’s shouldn’t matter to you great Rayana.” Dalet mocked. Ray glared at him then threw back her head and let the drink pour down her throat. When she finished she slammed the mug back onto the table and looked around the Dragon Slayers, who sat speechless, for that second because the next they were laughing and calling for another round of drinks, as they all attempted to chug their drinks as well, except Dilandau.
Ray had soon downed three more mugs of whatever they handed her. Dalet was keeping up with her, at least for now and she had to admit she was impressed, although this stuff was weird, she could tell it was hard liquor but it went down so smooth and easy that she could easily throw it back.
Dilandau sat back, and stayed out of the conversations, as well as the drinking games that were erupting. He had a feeling this was only the beginning of what was going to be an interesting night, although he wasn’t looking forward to getting them all back to the Vione.
“Dilandau you’re no fun, you’re only on your second.” Ray smiled.
“And you’re drunk.” Dilandau smirked.
“That’s bull shit.” She replied.
“Whatever.” Dilandau looked away.
“It takes more then that Dilandau, and it will take a lot more to make you look even slightly attractive.” She growled.
Dilandau’s head snapped around to face her. She sat there serious and cold before him. He realized that she was right she wasn’t drunk, this surprised Dilandau, he never expected her to hold her liquor that well. Guimel was already falling over, of course he didn’t drink as often as the rest of them.
Ray leaned back, “You know I am not even old enough to be in a freaking bar.” She smiled. “And neither are any of you.”
“It’s different here, especially if you are a Dragon Slayer. Plus I’m almost 19, they are only 17.” Dilandau explained, nodding to the others.
“Yeah well, it’s fine I’ll be 18 soon anyway.” Ray shrugged and took another drink.
“When?” Dilandau asked.
“Um…well…I’m not sure but I’ll know when it gets here.”
“That’s helpful.”
“Why do you care?” Ray asked suspiciously.
“Just wondering.” Dilandau shrugged.
“It’s in a couple days, I’ll tell you when it gets here.”
“I thought that you didn’t know.”
“I lied.”
“Don’t ever lie to me again.” Dilandau said seriously.
“Why not, I lie to everyone, what the hell makes you so special?” Ray growled as she finished off half of her drink.
“I am you Commander and on of the greatest men on Gaea.” Dilandau replied.
“The greatest? From what I hear you are the greatest murder this place has ever seen.” Ray countered.
“I am the youngest and most powerful War Lord.”
“Fear doesn’t equal power.” Ray hissed.
“It does here.” Dilandau drank from his mug.
“Well I am not afraid of you.”
“You should be.”
“Why Dilandau. Because you are going to kill me when you get bored with me? Don’t think that I’ve kept my ears and mouth shut the whole time I’ve been here Dilandau. I know all about it.” Ray growled.
“You don’t know anything.” Dilandau replied viciously.
“It doesn’t matter. The second you turn your back I’m gone. All I have to say is fuck you.” Ray said as she leaned towards him.
“Then I just won’t turn my back.” Dilandau hissed as he leaned closer to her.
“Yeah I bet you’d love to kill a bitch like me, especially after all the stuff I’ve done.” Ray whispered, coming slightly closer.
“And what have you done?” Dilandau asked.
“You’ll find out eventually.”
“Tell me now.”
“One word Dilly-boy…” She moved her head next to him so that she could whisper in his ear, “Korin.” She then pulled away to look at the horrified expression on Dilandau’s face, she then laughed rather coldly.
“You’re a fucking liar.” Dilandau exclaimed.
“Maybe, but you can never know for sure with bitches like me.” Ray smiled and finished her drink.
“Fuck you.” Dilandau growled.
“You wish.” She smiled and took a sip from her new mug.
Dilandau sat there speechless.
(A/N I mean what the hell can you say to that except later or hell yeah? *smiled mischievously*)
“That’s what I thought.” Ray growled then quickly got into a conversation with Dalet.
Dilandau sat there, clueless as to what to do or say to her or anyone else. So he leaned back and waited for them all to be ready to go back to the Vione.
Ray continued to keep up with the Dragon Slayers in their drinking, easily.
Dalet suddenly grabbed a passing wench and kissed her neck, causing her to giggle.
“Dalet!” Ray exclaimed.
“What?” She smiled and released the girl.
“That was so inappropriate.” Ray laughed and shoved his shoulder.
Dalet instantly retaliated and pushed Ray back, she fell backwards, off her chair, only to be caught by Dilandau.
“Are you ok?” Dilandau asked as he helped her back up onto her chair.
“Yeah. Thanks Dilly-boy.” Ray laughed.
“Don’t call me that.” Dilandau replied softly.
“Why not, you call me princess…” Ray gave him a cute supposed to be suspicious look.
“That’s different.” Dilandau replied, retracting his hands as they were clasping hers.
Ray caught his hands before they could entirely slip through her grasp. “Dilandau…” She whispered as she came closer.
Dilandau’s only reply was to move closer to her.
“Oooooohhh!” The Dragon Slayers dragged it out.
Ray looked at the overly attentive Dragon Slayers, laughed and pushed away from Dilandau.
Dilandau sat there, frozen to where he and Ray had almost touched the lips together. He then hung his head, shook it a couple times then leaned back into his chair.
Ray laughed with the Dragon Slayers. “You guys are more fun when you drunk, as hard as that may be.”
“So are you Ray.” Chest smiled.
“Thank you.” Ray replied.
“How about you give our Lord Dilandau a kiss now?” Guimel asked grinning like an idiot.
“The moments past Guimel, maybe next time you guys will keep your mouths shut.” Ray grinned.
“Maybe.” Guimel shrugged.
Dilandau watched them not really caring until he felt something, he looked down and saw Ray’s hand resting on his knee. He looked up and she was still talking with the Dragon Slayers as if nothing was happening. But for a second she turned her head slightly and caught his eye, she smiled at him then said something smart-ass-like to Dalet who looked shocked and dramatically fell off his chair, or threw himself, whichever.
“I’ve been slain.” He cried out holding one hand to the invisible wound on his chest.
“Get up Dalet, here comes your girl.” Ray laughed as the wench passed by.
But she stopped as Dalet grabbed her ankle. He quickly stood up and kissed her passionately. She eventually pushed him away laughing.
Dilandau decided that they should be leaving soon, so he grabbed the same wench and told her to send someone to the air dock and come back with servants from the Vione. He also handed her a gold piece and promised more when the servants got there. She bowed and swiftly left his sight.
Ray and Dilandau sat there, his hand covering hers as it rested on his knee. Ray continued to drink, changing her drink every now and then, wanting to try some of everything.
“Ray I think you’ve had enough to drink.” Dilandau said quietly reaching for her drink.
“Fuck you Dilandau.” She smiled at him. “I don’t know how long I am going to fucking be here so I might as well make it my home right?” She watched as Dilandau retracted his hand.
‘Did she just say that she’s going to call this home?’ Dilandau thought as he smiled inside. If she was going to make this her home he had longer then he thought he’d have to get her to love him.
“Making this your home doesn’t mean that you have to be falling over drunk.” Dilandau smiles.
“Yeah I know, but it helps.” She smiled back.
Dilandau looked over at the door of the tavern in time to see the wench enter followed by twenty 15 year old boys. He smiled as the boys look at the stage where two women danced. He smiled even more when they saw the General and instantly lowered their eyes.
“Help them back to the Vione.” Dilandau said standing up.
“Yes sir.” The affirmed.
“Lord Dilandau, do we have to?” Chesta whined as he fell sideways off his chair.
“I’m not even going to answer that Chesta.” Dilandau looked down at his Slayer, disgust covered his smile.
“Fine…” Chesta said as his head rolled back.
“At least these boys can hold their liquor.” Dilandau heard Ray laugh.
“Yes well surprisingly you can to.” Dilandau smiled down at her.
“Duh, I’m no pathetic bitch who ralphs it all up thanks.” Ray smiled.
“Come on.” Dilandau reached down and wrapped his arm around her waist to help her to her feet, only to find that he completely supported her weight. He smiled and suddenly slipped his other arm behind her knees and swept her off her feet.
“My goodness Dilandau.” Ray smiled. She then closed her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder.
Dilandau gently kissed her forehead after making sure no one was paying attention to him. He then exited the tavern, leaving the servant boys to take care of his Dragon Slayers. He walked through the darkened streets with his angel wrapped in his arms. He glared at anyone who passed and so much as gave the General a second look. He made his way to the platform and ordered that they take him up to the Vione then return for the Dragon Slayers, as he was sure that it would take the servants twice as long to actually get the Slayers to the platform.
Dilandau soon found himself silently moving through the corridors of the Vione.
“Dilandau.” Ray groaned.
“Don’t worry we’re almost to your room.” Dilandau looked down at her with concern, which she didn’t see fore her eyes were closed.
“I don’t want to be alone tonight.” She said quietly.
Dilandau stopped in the middle of the hallway.
“Can I stay with you?” She whispered.
“Of course Princess.” Dilandau smiled, then began on his way to his own room.
‘Oh Dilandau, why do you have to make me love you?’ Ray thought groggily, thinking of only lying next to him, hopefully with his arms wrapped around her.
He opened his door and entered his room. Ray started to squirm slightly in his arms. He tried to keep her in his arms as she smiled and again playfully tried to get away. Dilandau fell forward onto his bed, pinning her underneath her.
“I am so tired, I think I’ll just sleep here.” Dilandau said as he kept Ray pinned with his weight. He closed his eyes and slowed his breathing.
“Ahhhh, no let me up.” Ray laughed.
“Why?” Dilandau asked not bothering to open his eyes as Ray pushed at him, trying to move him.
“Oh come on please?” Ray whined and pouted as best she could under the influence of the substantial amount of alcohol she had consumed.
“Why?” Dilandau repeated.
“Because you are smooshing me. Now get off.” She pushed against him once more then gave up.
Dilandau sighed, as she had ended his game for him, then got up off of her.
“Thank god.” She growled then climbed up the covers to the pillows, with Dilandau following. They lay side by side, breathing slowly, each unsure what to do, or if they would be welcome/allowed to make a move on the other.
Ray finally grew bored of waiting and quickly moved on top of Dilandau so that she was straddling his hips. Dilandau looked up at her for a second before she began to kiss his neck.
Dilandau crept his hands up her back pulling her down, closer to him as she assaulted his neck with gentle kisses and little nips of her teeth.
Ray slowly moved over his face to his lips, feeling Dilandau smile as she did so, but not caring if he was playing with her or not at the moment.
Dilandau separated his own lips to allow Ray entry, but before he noticed anything he noticed the taste of alcohol on her.
‘Only because she is drunk…’ Dilandau hissed in his mind. He suddenly rolled over so that her was on top of Ray, he saw her smile as he looked down at her.
He came down slightly, watching her close her eyes, and suddenly he hit her over the head, knocking her out. He then moved beside her and rested his head on her shoulder.
‘Only because she’s drunk…’
“Sure.”
“Don’t think that trying to get me drunk is going to get you any Dilly-boy.” Ray growled, then pushed past him to get in.
“That’s not the way I want it.” Dilandau whispered as he followed her inside.
Ray entered the darkened tavern.
“Hm…” She smiled as she sat next to Dalet at the group of tables they had found.
“What?” Dalet asked leaned forward so that he could see the ass of the waitress who had just passed.
“Dalet!” Ray grinned and playfully slapped him.
“What?” He grinned back as he leaned back again.
“Now what?” Dilandau growled as he sat on the other side of Ray.
“Nothing Dilly-boy.” Ray hissed earning herself a warning glance from the General.
“What can I get you?” They all looked up at the pretty girl who was standing before them in an unbelievably short skirt, and was holding a round tray.
“Aurolan for me and my men, and a chelan for the lady.” Dilandau quickly ordered motioning that the other tables that held his Slayers.
“What the hell is a chelan?” Ray asked as she walked away.
“It’s not as hard.” Dilandau explained looking around, to avoid her eyes.
“Not as hard, what the hell happened to a good cold beer?” Ray growled as she leaned back, she glanced over at Dilandau who was giving her a questioning look. :Oh yeah I’m not at home huh…” She sighed.
“And where is your home little lady?” A voice came from behind her.
Ray turned around and saw three large men sitting at the table there.
She opened her mouth to answer but Dilandau got there first. “She’s from the north.” He quickly lied earning a look from Ray.
“Well that explains a lot.” One man said to his friend.
“Strange woman, wearing pants.” The other replied.
The one closest to Ray smirked, “Give me five minutes with her and she’ll be wearing nothing at all.”
With that he and his friends roared with laughter as Ray shivered in disgust.
“How about it girl?” He asked grasping her arm above her elbow.
“How about you let go of her.” Dilandau growled standing up.
“Stay out of this boy.” The man grunted.
“Don’t Dilandau.” Ray warned, worried about her Lord.
“Dilandau?” The man looked at the silver haired man who stood there with anger clearly written across his face. “Lord Dilandau, of Ziabach?” Ray watched the colour slowly drain from the man’s face as he put it all together. He quickly released Ray’s arm and stood up. He and his companions quickly left without another word.
“I see you’ve learned how to use my name.” Dilandau said quietly as he sat back down.
“No, I just know how to get out of those sorts of situations by using my surroundings.” Ray replied as she took the drink that the woman had just handed her.
“Who wants to bet how much Ray can drink?” Dalet smiled.
“Nice try Dalet, but I can drink more then you anytime.”
“Really?”
“Yep.”
“Well we should see about this at some point.” Dalet took a long draught from his mug.
“Whatever.” Ray just smiled as she thought of the drinking games she’d always played with her boys. She frowned as she thought of what might be going on at home. She took a careful sip from her more feminine glass.
“Well?” Dilandau asked as he set his own mug down.
“Meh, tastes like coke.” She replied as she looked around.
“Right, like I know what that is.” Dilandau growled then drank again.
“Guess you wouldn’t huh.” Ray sighed. She then drank the rest of her drink.
“Slow down.” Dalet smiled.
“Well my god that was nothing. You boys have to get me a real drink.” She smiled.
Chesta laughed and motioned for the woman to bring Ray another drink, like theirs.
Ray grasped it and sipped it, tasting the alcohol instantly. “Much better.” She smiled.
Ray glanced over at Dalet who quickly chugged back his drink causing Ray to smile. He then gave her an expectant look.
“I have more then you.” She whined.
“That’s shouldn’t matter to you great Rayana.” Dalet mocked. Ray glared at him then threw back her head and let the drink pour down her throat. When she finished she slammed the mug back onto the table and looked around the Dragon Slayers, who sat speechless, for that second because the next they were laughing and calling for another round of drinks, as they all attempted to chug their drinks as well, except Dilandau.
Ray had soon downed three more mugs of whatever they handed her. Dalet was keeping up with her, at least for now and she had to admit she was impressed, although this stuff was weird, she could tell it was hard liquor but it went down so smooth and easy that she could easily throw it back.
Dilandau sat back, and stayed out of the conversations, as well as the drinking games that were erupting. He had a feeling this was only the beginning of what was going to be an interesting night, although he wasn’t looking forward to getting them all back to the Vione.
“Dilandau you’re no fun, you’re only on your second.” Ray smiled.
“And you’re drunk.” Dilandau smirked.
“That’s bull shit.” She replied.
“Whatever.” Dilandau looked away.
“It takes more then that Dilandau, and it will take a lot more to make you look even slightly attractive.” She growled.
Dilandau’s head snapped around to face her. She sat there serious and cold before him. He realized that she was right she wasn’t drunk, this surprised Dilandau, he never expected her to hold her liquor that well. Guimel was already falling over, of course he didn’t drink as often as the rest of them.
Ray leaned back, “You know I am not even old enough to be in a freaking bar.” She smiled. “And neither are any of you.”
“It’s different here, especially if you are a Dragon Slayer. Plus I’m almost 19, they are only 17.” Dilandau explained, nodding to the others.
“Yeah well, it’s fine I’ll be 18 soon anyway.” Ray shrugged and took another drink.
“When?” Dilandau asked.
“Um…well…I’m not sure but I’ll know when it gets here.”
“That’s helpful.”
“Why do you care?” Ray asked suspiciously.
“Just wondering.” Dilandau shrugged.
“It’s in a couple days, I’ll tell you when it gets here.”
“I thought that you didn’t know.”
“I lied.”
“Don’t ever lie to me again.” Dilandau said seriously.
“Why not, I lie to everyone, what the hell makes you so special?” Ray growled as she finished off half of her drink.
“I am you Commander and on of the greatest men on Gaea.” Dilandau replied.
“The greatest? From what I hear you are the greatest murder this place has ever seen.” Ray countered.
“I am the youngest and most powerful War Lord.”
“Fear doesn’t equal power.” Ray hissed.
“It does here.” Dilandau drank from his mug.
“Well I am not afraid of you.”
“You should be.”
“Why Dilandau. Because you are going to kill me when you get bored with me? Don’t think that I’ve kept my ears and mouth shut the whole time I’ve been here Dilandau. I know all about it.” Ray growled.
“You don’t know anything.” Dilandau replied viciously.
“It doesn’t matter. The second you turn your back I’m gone. All I have to say is fuck you.” Ray said as she leaned towards him.
“Then I just won’t turn my back.” Dilandau hissed as he leaned closer to her.
“Yeah I bet you’d love to kill a bitch like me, especially after all the stuff I’ve done.” Ray whispered, coming slightly closer.
“And what have you done?” Dilandau asked.
“You’ll find out eventually.”
“Tell me now.”
“One word Dilly-boy…” She moved her head next to him so that she could whisper in his ear, “Korin.” She then pulled away to look at the horrified expression on Dilandau’s face, she then laughed rather coldly.
“You’re a fucking liar.” Dilandau exclaimed.
“Maybe, but you can never know for sure with bitches like me.” Ray smiled and finished her drink.
“Fuck you.” Dilandau growled.
“You wish.” She smiled and took a sip from her new mug.
Dilandau sat there speechless.
(A/N I mean what the hell can you say to that except later or hell yeah? *smiled mischievously*)
“That’s what I thought.” Ray growled then quickly got into a conversation with Dalet.
Dilandau sat there, clueless as to what to do or say to her or anyone else. So he leaned back and waited for them all to be ready to go back to the Vione.
Ray continued to keep up with the Dragon Slayers in their drinking, easily.
Dalet suddenly grabbed a passing wench and kissed her neck, causing her to giggle.
“Dalet!” Ray exclaimed.
“What?” She smiled and released the girl.
“That was so inappropriate.” Ray laughed and shoved his shoulder.
Dalet instantly retaliated and pushed Ray back, she fell backwards, off her chair, only to be caught by Dilandau.
“Are you ok?” Dilandau asked as he helped her back up onto her chair.
“Yeah. Thanks Dilly-boy.” Ray laughed.
“Don’t call me that.” Dilandau replied softly.
“Why not, you call me princess…” Ray gave him a cute supposed to be suspicious look.
“That’s different.” Dilandau replied, retracting his hands as they were clasping hers.
Ray caught his hands before they could entirely slip through her grasp. “Dilandau…” She whispered as she came closer.
Dilandau’s only reply was to move closer to her.
“Oooooohhh!” The Dragon Slayers dragged it out.
Ray looked at the overly attentive Dragon Slayers, laughed and pushed away from Dilandau.
Dilandau sat there, frozen to where he and Ray had almost touched the lips together. He then hung his head, shook it a couple times then leaned back into his chair.
Ray laughed with the Dragon Slayers. “You guys are more fun when you drunk, as hard as that may be.”
“So are you Ray.” Chest smiled.
“Thank you.” Ray replied.
“How about you give our Lord Dilandau a kiss now?” Guimel asked grinning like an idiot.
“The moments past Guimel, maybe next time you guys will keep your mouths shut.” Ray grinned.
“Maybe.” Guimel shrugged.
Dilandau watched them not really caring until he felt something, he looked down and saw Ray’s hand resting on his knee. He looked up and she was still talking with the Dragon Slayers as if nothing was happening. But for a second she turned her head slightly and caught his eye, she smiled at him then said something smart-ass-like to Dalet who looked shocked and dramatically fell off his chair, or threw himself, whichever.
“I’ve been slain.” He cried out holding one hand to the invisible wound on his chest.
“Get up Dalet, here comes your girl.” Ray laughed as the wench passed by.
But she stopped as Dalet grabbed her ankle. He quickly stood up and kissed her passionately. She eventually pushed him away laughing.
Dilandau decided that they should be leaving soon, so he grabbed the same wench and told her to send someone to the air dock and come back with servants from the Vione. He also handed her a gold piece and promised more when the servants got there. She bowed and swiftly left his sight.
Ray and Dilandau sat there, his hand covering hers as it rested on his knee. Ray continued to drink, changing her drink every now and then, wanting to try some of everything.
“Ray I think you’ve had enough to drink.” Dilandau said quietly reaching for her drink.
“Fuck you Dilandau.” She smiled at him. “I don’t know how long I am going to fucking be here so I might as well make it my home right?” She watched as Dilandau retracted his hand.
‘Did she just say that she’s going to call this home?’ Dilandau thought as he smiled inside. If she was going to make this her home he had longer then he thought he’d have to get her to love him.
“Making this your home doesn’t mean that you have to be falling over drunk.” Dilandau smiles.
“Yeah I know, but it helps.” She smiled back.
Dilandau looked over at the door of the tavern in time to see the wench enter followed by twenty 15 year old boys. He smiled as the boys look at the stage where two women danced. He smiled even more when they saw the General and instantly lowered their eyes.
“Help them back to the Vione.” Dilandau said standing up.
“Yes sir.” The affirmed.
“Lord Dilandau, do we have to?” Chesta whined as he fell sideways off his chair.
“I’m not even going to answer that Chesta.” Dilandau looked down at his Slayer, disgust covered his smile.
“Fine…” Chesta said as his head rolled back.
“At least these boys can hold their liquor.” Dilandau heard Ray laugh.
“Yes well surprisingly you can to.” Dilandau smiled down at her.
“Duh, I’m no pathetic bitch who ralphs it all up thanks.” Ray smiled.
“Come on.” Dilandau reached down and wrapped his arm around her waist to help her to her feet, only to find that he completely supported her weight. He smiled and suddenly slipped his other arm behind her knees and swept her off her feet.
“My goodness Dilandau.” Ray smiled. She then closed her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder.
Dilandau gently kissed her forehead after making sure no one was paying attention to him. He then exited the tavern, leaving the servant boys to take care of his Dragon Slayers. He walked through the darkened streets with his angel wrapped in his arms. He glared at anyone who passed and so much as gave the General a second look. He made his way to the platform and ordered that they take him up to the Vione then return for the Dragon Slayers, as he was sure that it would take the servants twice as long to actually get the Slayers to the platform.
Dilandau soon found himself silently moving through the corridors of the Vione.
“Dilandau.” Ray groaned.
“Don’t worry we’re almost to your room.” Dilandau looked down at her with concern, which she didn’t see fore her eyes were closed.
“I don’t want to be alone tonight.” She said quietly.
Dilandau stopped in the middle of the hallway.
“Can I stay with you?” She whispered.
“Of course Princess.” Dilandau smiled, then began on his way to his own room.
‘Oh Dilandau, why do you have to make me love you?’ Ray thought groggily, thinking of only lying next to him, hopefully with his arms wrapped around her.
He opened his door and entered his room. Ray started to squirm slightly in his arms. He tried to keep her in his arms as she smiled and again playfully tried to get away. Dilandau fell forward onto his bed, pinning her underneath her.
“I am so tired, I think I’ll just sleep here.” Dilandau said as he kept Ray pinned with his weight. He closed his eyes and slowed his breathing.
“Ahhhh, no let me up.” Ray laughed.
“Why?” Dilandau asked not bothering to open his eyes as Ray pushed at him, trying to move him.
“Oh come on please?” Ray whined and pouted as best she could under the influence of the substantial amount of alcohol she had consumed.
“Why?” Dilandau repeated.
“Because you are smooshing me. Now get off.” She pushed against him once more then gave up.
Dilandau sighed, as she had ended his game for him, then got up off of her.
“Thank god.” She growled then climbed up the covers to the pillows, with Dilandau following. They lay side by side, breathing slowly, each unsure what to do, or if they would be welcome/allowed to make a move on the other.
Ray finally grew bored of waiting and quickly moved on top of Dilandau so that she was straddling his hips. Dilandau looked up at her for a second before she began to kiss his neck.
Dilandau crept his hands up her back pulling her down, closer to him as she assaulted his neck with gentle kisses and little nips of her teeth.
Ray slowly moved over his face to his lips, feeling Dilandau smile as she did so, but not caring if he was playing with her or not at the moment.
Dilandau separated his own lips to allow Ray entry, but before he noticed anything he noticed the taste of alcohol on her.
‘Only because she is drunk…’ Dilandau hissed in his mind. He suddenly rolled over so that her was on top of Ray, he saw her smile as he looked down at her.
He came down slightly, watching her close her eyes, and suddenly he hit her over the head, knocking her out. He then moved beside her and rested his head on her shoulder.
‘Only because she’s drunk…’