Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ The Story of Escaflowne ❯ Chapter 13:Dance With Me ( Chapter 13 )

Chapter 13:Dance With Me

Van paced in his room. He didn't want to attend the ball. He still didn't believe that his brother was switching sides again. He had betrayed him before, what would stop him from doing it again? Merle and Hitomi had tried to talk some sense into Van but his stubborn ego wouldn't let him think otherwise.

"Van-sama, are you ready yet?" the young Cat girl asked as she popped her head into the king's chambers in the Freid castle.

"I said I'm not going Merle." her eyes narrowed.

"Van-sama! You're going whether you like it or not! Could have at least listened to Hitomi! Remember how she had said 'forgive and forget'? Well suck it up and do it!" Van stood there stunned at his companions words. In all his life, he had never seen Merle blow up at him like that before. "Van-sama, come on. Everyone will be suspicious if you don't go." Van sighed and reluctantly went with Merle.

To Dilandau, Sarah looked like a goddess. The red velvet dress clung to her body's curves and the low, square cut neck boasted her luscious breasts. She wore her golden blond hair down at Dilandau's request.

Dilandau of course wore his Dragon Slayer uniform along with his other Dragon Slayers who were attending. He walked proudly into the banquet hall with his arm linked with Sarah's. They only had to wait a moment for a servant to show them to their seats.

The Dragon Slayers all watched Dilandau and Sarah as they turned green with envy. "Why does he always get the girl?" Miguel muttered as he shoved a piece of meat into his mouth.

"Because he's our commander." Chesta replied while cutting something on his plate.

"So, we should at least have our chance." Gatti shook his head and smiled at Miguel's remark.

"Miguel, give it up. She's Lord Dilandau's and that's final."

Van shot glares at his brother during the entire time in the banquet hall. He wasn't ready to forgive his brother and nor did he think he'd ever forgive him. No, not the man that betrayed Fanelia and had it burnt to a crisp. Merle and Hitomi, who sat on each side of him, elbowed Van in the sides as he glared over at the table where his brother sat.

"Ow! What was that for?" he complained.

"Smarten up Van-sama." Merle hissed.

"Ya Van, just forget the past. It's done and over with. Think of the future instead." Van grumbled something under his breath before turning back to his food.

As Sarah ate, she noticed Dilandau had his mind focussed on something. "Dilandau, what's wrong?" she asked innocently. He, however, didn't answer and just stared across the hall with narrowed eyes. "Dilandau . . .?" he shook his head at the sound of his name.

"What?" he asked while he eyed her.

"What were you staring at?" it was a simple question but yet he was hesitant on answering.

"Just Fanel over there. That bloody bastard."

"Bastard, eh? Why's that?" she was interested in why he had so much hate for him.

"That fucking bastard ruined my beautiful face." he growled as clenched his jaw and stroked his cheek.

"What? He was the one who gave you that sexy scar? I think I should go over there and thank him." Dilandau almost choked at her words. *What happened to her? She use to be so different! Why is she acting 'nice' to me?* he continued to stroke his cheek but stopped when her words echoed through his head once again. *She thinks my scar is sexy?* slowly a grin came to him lips.

After the dinner, the dancing began. Folken spoke with the Duke of Freid and other country leaders about the newly formed alliance. The Dragon Slayers, of course, mingled and tried to court every available woman in sight. Dilandau and Sarah sorta stood off to the side and watched the couples glide across the marble floor gracefully.

Sarah twiddled her thumbs, cracked her knuckles and twirled her hair out of shear boredom. She didn't want to stand around and do nothing but she didn't know how to dance like they did, exactly. From what she had seen, it wasn't that hard at all but she had the constant fear of embarrassing herself in front of all those nobles and royals.

Finally, Sarah couldn't take it. She need to do something other than stand around. "Dilandau, let's dance." startled, he looked at her confused.

"What?" he asked in an innocent tone.

"Let's dance." it was said as simple as that. Dilandau swallowed hard and forced a smile.

"Uh sure." he tried to hide the nervousness in his voice. Never had he danced before. *She better damn well know what she's doing.*

Together they walked nervously to the centre of the ball room. *okay, this shouldn't be too hard. I've seen it done a million times in the movies.* As Sarah stood there waiting for Dilandau to make the first move she realized something. *Oh my god, he's completely clueless! Shit, what have I gotten myself into?* Panic rose in her body as she tried to make the first gesture.

Nervously she put his hand on her waist and held his other hand in her own. Dilandau hide his nervousness very well but not well enough. Sarah saw right through his mask. "Just let the music move your body." she said in a soft whisper.

Dilandau tried to but it was his trying that was holding him back. "Don't think of anything but me." Sarah was shocked at her own words. The entire night she had been acting and talking like someone else other than herself. She didn't exactly understand yet why it was happening but all she cared about was her new relationship with Dilandau. All her fears seem to drift away at his touch. She no longer feared his gaze but instead, she loved it. She loved him, she loved Dilandau. *I hope this night never ends . . .*

A/N: YAY!!! Another chappie! I'm sooo happy! I love this chappie too. It was just sooo sweet. Well, please review so I know what you guys think. : )