Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ Hitomi, GirlDragonslayer ❯ Hitomi's training begins ( Chapter 3 )

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A/N again: Hehehe…I couldn't sleep at 12:00 so I took out my pen and notebook and started writing…I wrote till almost two o'clock…since I'm going on vacation…that time allowed me to post two more chapters and hopefully I'll have some more when I get back.

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WARNING (PLEASE READ BEFORE CONTINUING!) Because this is an "R" rated fic, this is considered "Restricted!" So that means there will be scenes or moments when there will be strong sexual content references to nudity and even language…I hope I wont get flames or banded for this…this chap and the next will only be the ones with the strongest sexual content. So if you don't like it or offend easily…you could stop reading…but it is kinda the story…but don't worry it gets better!

HITOMI GIRL DRAGONSLAYER: LET THE TRAINING BEGIN!

That was when Dilandau lowered his face until his nose touched Hitomi's. He gently trailed a finger down her check.

"Know this…" Dilandau paused as his fingers brushed over Hitomi's lips. "You are mine." He turned to leave, "Practice is in fifteen minutes"…and he was gone.

Hitomi slowly slid to the floor touching her lips as she remembered his feather light caress over her lips.

"He couldn't be…the one…could he?" she whispered.

<Meanwhile>

"Has anyone seen Hitomi?" Van questioned to his fellow compainions. Allen, Millerna, and Merle each shake their head.

"Nope haven't seen her since yesterday." Replied Merle.

`How odd' Van thinks, `where are you Hitomi?'

<Back to the floating fortress>

Hitomi didn't know how long she stayed on the floor in wonder until she was brought back into reality by a jolt from the bells.

"All Dragonslayers are to report to room 3 for training." A voice bellowed out.

Hitomi stood straightened up her outfit. She gave her self a quick boasting self confidence speech and Hitomi went to join her new regiment.

Hitomi stood in line with fourteen other male Dragonslayers. She watched as some of them cast questioning glances in her direction. Hitomi suddenly felt nervous.

"Well Dragonslayers…it is time," began a familiar voice, "Time to begin to hunt the Dragon. We slay them and anyone who gets in our way. You will all be living, working, and fighting together, Welcome to your new family. Today's training will consist of hand-to-hand combat, as well as, sword fighting techinquest. Tomorrow we will start guymelf training. I will not tolerate disobedience, or any other such failures. Betray me and die…Be loyal to me and your happiness will be immeasurable!

"Let us begin!"

Hitomi was in shock. `All the men, well the few men she had met, did not compare to this warrior.' When Dilandau began his speech, she had wondered off into concentrating on what he was wearing and how he looked…who cared what he said!'

Dilandau was dressed in tight black pants with a tank top purple shirt…which would raise suspicious questions to most men…but he wore it with such an air…it gave him a even more deadly appearance. He was not beefy-muscled…nor was he flabby. He was lean yet well toned with bulging biceps and triceps. Hitomi quickly strayed from such other unholy thoughts.

"Before we begin, I shall pair you in groups." Dilandau matched almost everyone in the group until only Hitomi was left.

"Tara…you will be paired up with me." Dilandau smirked as he saw Hitomi's face heat. This will be so much fun!

Hitomi was mad and embarrassed at the same time. She looked around to see most of the `Slayers give her weird looks. As for Dilandau's facial expression…he only seemed to please at the occurring events.

<30 min later>

Hitomi was tired. Her body ached…Her muscles ached…Who knew fighting could be so strenuous. All the learning that went into the types of kicks, blocks, punches, and sword techniques were not anything to take lightly. What made it worse was Dilandau's own "special teaching method."

Hitomi was a pretty fast learner, but on learning how to use a sword and some special kicks and punches were another thing entirely. Dilandau would instruct the boys what to do and they would start practicing with their partner. When

Hitomi couldn't get some of the stances, Dilandau volunteered to help show her.

`Why did I ever agree to that' Hitomi wondered. `Mental note to self: Never agree to Dilandau's suggestions to "personally" show her the moves. When he did "personally" help her…his hands always drifted off to wear they were supposed to be…He end up groping an area her breast, her butt…even a faint slip of the fingers past her stomach.

The worse was when she couldn't get a particular sword technique.

He would stand fully behind her until he lined his crotch to her butt. He would drop one hand around her waist and slowly slide it o the under swell of her breast. He would then take his other hand and help her move the sword. Some times he would take his free hand and caress her butt.

Hitomi sighed frustrated. `No guy had ever been that forward. She did not even know how to stop it…nor did she think she wanted to.'

Hitomi blinked in astonishment…'There was no way she had just thought that…She did not know him…much less wanted him to grope her…Did she?'

After another thirty minutes of groveling exercises. Dilandau dismissed them. When Hitomi made a move to leave she was held back by Dilandau holding on to her wrist.

Dilandau waited until everyone was out of sight before he returned his attentions to the girl standing beside him.

He glanced at that strange girl Tara…she looked ready to faint…'I'll have to start lighting up for her…she seems not to be able to bear this heavy responsibility. Another reason to make him damn Dornkirk. This stupid wore was laid on people shoulders who were not meant to struggle through such a thing.

Dilandau couldn't believe what he just thought. There was no way he `cared' for such a person. ACK! This girl confused him…made him feel and think things…that never once crossed his mind…She was getting under his skin…He couldn't wait to toy with her…her defiance was amusing.

"Well, Tara…let me show you to your room."

Hitomi was dragged from the room almost by Dilandau's long stride…Hitomi noticed they were going in the opposite direction but decided not to say anything. She only hoped her new accommodations was not what she was thinking.

`O God please no'

They both made it back to that room she had received her new uniform in. Dilandau unlocked the door and led Hitomi in.

"This is were you will be staying"

"I was all ready given a room"

"You will be rooming with me from now on."

"But-"

"Your rooming was changed."

"By who?"

"Me"

"

You!" Hitomi repled in a sassy tone.

"Yes me!" Dilandau replied in an equally challenging tone.

"How are you able to get all this say so"?

" I'm not afraid to kill a man in a heartbeat if pushed."

With that utterance Hitomi quickly shut her mouth. Obviously arguing with him would get you nowhere. (A/N: one of my teachers pronounces it: NOW- (as in right now!) and Here! Isn't that to funny! Back to the story!)

"I need to get my things"

"They were already moved him."

"Well, Hitomi sighed tiredly, "where are my clothes so I can change"?

"In the room already on the counter for changing."

Hitomi went into the room and closed the door.

Dilandau smirked.

"This was going to be really good.!"

He quickly shed himself of his training uniform and donned on silk black boxers and a crimson red tee-shirt. He climbed into the bed, sat at the headrest…and waited.

Hitomi felt as if she would burst of embarrassment…just when she thought it could not get any worse.

"I've got to be in hell" Hitomi whispered. She looked down at her sleeping clothes…if you could call them that. Binki panties…black with an embroidered dragon…and a sleeveless red top that sizes to small.

"Dilandau there is no way I'm putting this outfit on!" Hitomi half-yelled defiantly.

"Really...she heard Dilandau say back… "If you don't put that back on I will demonstrate to you, as well as, the other fellow slayers how to put this sleep wear on…with you as the live example.

Hitomi froze…her face paling…He probably would…she could just imagine him doing that to here…showing off her body to the other slayers. If she didn't follow his orders…she risked his wrath…but if she obeyed…

TBC

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