Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ The Story of Escaflowne ❯ Chapter 11: Let’s Play ( Chapter 11 )

A/N: very sorry for the mix up. I didn't realize until someone e-mailed me that I had the wrong chapter here(I had ch11 from another fic posted here) well here's the right chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 11: Let's Play

Dilandau walked down the hallway mumbling to himself about how much of a waste of time the meeting was. Because of the meeting, he had lost a good two hours of training himself and his Dragon Slayers. He knew very well that his slayers weren't training, hell he wouldn't train either if he were them.

Dilandau came to a complete stop as he stood in the doorway. The scene was one that confused him. All the training equipment was pushed aside and among the equipment were the Dragon Slayers' armour jackets and swords. He looked to his slayers to see them split up into what looked like two teams.

The Dragon Slayers were playing some sort of game with 'her.' *What's she doing here?* Dilandau wondered as he watched the slayers kick around a shiny white and black ball. The game they played intrigued him. He had never seen one like it.

Sarah dribbled the soccer ball down the floor of the gym to the "net" where Guimel stood petrified. Miguel ran up to her and tried to steal the ball away from her. it was a rather bad move he made. Sarah body checked Miguel, sending him flying to the ground and kicked the ball with all her might.

Guimel dove to stop the ball but was too late. Miguel stood up and rubbed his right arm. "Damn, she gets fucking competitive." he mumbled as he walked over to Guimel and helped him up.

"I'm sorry Miguel." she apologized while blushing. "I sorta get a rush when I play and I get a little tough." Miguel continued to rub his arm and stretch it out.

"Well you should have warned me." Sarah looked downward at the ground feeling a little embarrassed.

Gatti walked up to the group with a grin on his face. "Well, Miguel, I do believe that makes the score seven nothing." Miguel glared at him.

"You only won because you had her on your team." he barked as he pointed at Sarah. A few of the Dragon Slayers began to snicker at Miguel who was just a 'little' mad. Yes, Miguel was a sore loser and a bad one at it. "Any ways it's a stupid game."

Dilandau grinned at the sight of seeing Sarah knock one of his Dragon Slayers to the floor with such force. *She wouldn't make a bad Dragon Slayer . . .* he thought but that thought changed quickly. It was forbidden to have women in the military or any army.

As Dallet looked at the clock on the wall, his eyes widened in fear. He ran up to the group in a hurry. "You guys, we have to get this equipment back to normal before Lord Dilandau comes back from his meeting!" Just as they were about to do anything Chesta looked at them with disappointment.

"I think we're a little too late." he replied sadly. The other slayers looked in the direction of the doorway to see their commander standing there with an unreadable face. They all went and stood in a line bowed their heads in shame. Sarah stood off to the side confused.

Dilandau walked up to his slayers feeling satisfied. They were well trained and knew what they had done was wrong. He was tempted to punish them all but from what he had seen, the game looked fun and of course a good work out.

The Dragon Slayers all waited to be hit by their commander but the hit never came. Instead, they heard the unthinkable come from him. "Get back into those teams." their heads all shot up and they looked at Dilandau bewildered. Annoyed that they did nothing he shouted it at them again. Quickly the scrambled and got into their teams. "Gatti." Dilandau called and the soldier Gatti ran up to Dilandau and bowed his head.

"Yes Lord Dilandau?"

"What is this game?" Gatti looked at him shocked.

"Uh It's called soccer. Your mistress Sarah taught it to us. She said it was a game they played on the Mystic Moon." Dilandau's eye's widened. *the Mystic Moon!? She's from the Mystic Moon!?!*

"Sarah." he called and dismissed Gatti, his second in command. Sarah walked over to Dilandau casually. "How do you play this game?" she was completely surprised by the question but answered it. Quickly she went over the rules, explained the positions and how the game worked. There was one problem though. There was one too many players. Sarah let Dilandau be on the team with an extra player because it would even out the odds a bit. She herself could play the game alone against the other team.

Dilandau walked to the side of the room and removed his sword and armoured jacket. He hung them on a piece of exercise equipment with the others and walked to the playing "field." Sarah played centre forward and as did Dilandau. They were going against each other head to head.

Dilandau caught onto the game pretty quickly. By half time, both teams were exhausted and the score was two to two. Both teams took a ten minute brake to regain their energy and strength. During the ten minute break, word got around on the Vione of the game occurring and spectators began to show up.

When the break was over, the teams switched sides and got into position. The spectators which consisted of lower class soldiers, maids, servants and even Folken were placing bets on which team would win. Folken however didn't place any money on either team. He felt it was a waste and just wasn't the gambling type.

As the game raged on, so did the anger between the two teams. Both sides were determined to win, especially Dilandau's team. Sarah had to do a pep talk to her team quite often. They wanted to lose so 'Lord' Dilandau would win. "Then where's the fun in that if we let them win? Sure Dilandau would be happy but wouldn't it feel great to win or beat him at something?"

"Oh ya it would feel great but by tomorrow it wont. He'll take out all his anger on us if he loses." Sarah felt so close to wanting to hit Chesta for what he had said.

"Fine if you want to lose leave. I'll play against them myself." The Dragon Slayers sighed and got back into position.

There was only a few minutes left in the game and the score was still tied two to two. Sarah's adrenaline was kicking in as she fought against Dilandau for the ball. She tried to push him away but it just didn't seem like he would even budge. She was getting fed up and with all the strength she possessed, she drove her shoulder into his chest and stole the ball away.

Dilandau lost his balance and fell to the floor with a thud. Anger flared in his eyes as he jumped to his feet and ran to wards Sarah but he was too late. By the time he had reached her she had already sent the ball flying in the direction of the net. Guimel jumped as high as he could to stop it but it was just too high for him.

Sarah glanced at the clock and had a grin on her face. "Well, looks like that's game." Dilandau frowned at her and desperately thought of an excuse.

"You only won because you've played his before." Sarah rolled her eyes. *What a sore loser*

A/N: That was a rather fun chapter to write. I was inspired by watch the woman's world championship or I think it was the world championship. Also I haven't played soccer in a long time and I just wanted to write about it so bad since I can't play it without fearing for my ankles. Last time I played soccer, I sprained my ankle pretty bad. Well hope you guys liked the chappie and please review!