Without You
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Category:
+. to F › Escaflowne
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
5,204
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Escaflowne, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Without You
Hmpf, I guess trying to write this at 5 am wasn’t to my advantage x.x
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During those days she had been so foolish never quite sure of what she honestly felt or for whom. Amano? Allan? Van? Who was it that she really loved? Psh, good question one even she hadn’t been able to figure out till the end. She was such a silly little child, always so conflicted. Yet after these four long years her love for that one person had not diminished one bit, in fact if anything it had bloody grown stronger. It hurt so badly now to think of him. Finally aware of what real love was, this feeling being what everyone talked about, not that stupid puppy dog love that had occupied her adolescence.
Gazing at herself in the mirror, thoughts of that dark angel filled her mind to its capacity, his war roughened hands, cute boyish good looks...Trailing off, almost in a daze she reached forwards to run those black locks in-between her fingers harsh reality snapping her back as her hand slammed into the mirror.
“Dammit!”
It was just an image in her mind. He was just a image. With a scoffing noise she stood up slightly sickened with herself. Long strands swished just below her breast, she had grown into a young woman something so delightfully soft in her appearance that it caused heads to turn. Scantily clad in her nighttime aware that was adorned with bows she climbed into her bed and gazed out, staring straight into the brilliant shine of the moon.
“I wont forget you, even when I’m old. I’ll never forget you I promise.”
This was spat out, almost like it was foul taste in her mouth. Yes, she’d wait till she was old, and wrinkled, with sagging boobs! This last thought caused her to run into a fit of sobbing. God forbid, sagging tits!
“Oh Van...” One small droplet of salt water rolled down her cheek.
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He could feel it, the way she called out to him. The pendent around his neck always burned fire when their thoughts for the other combined. Roughly he clenched the pendent in his hand, knee drawn up while gazing at the Mystic Moon.
His brow furled. Why didn’t he just get her? Things now were so peaceful, Fanelia fully restored to its former glory. Yet as hard as it was to admit, he was scared. Had she moved on? Did she have someone else in her life? These thoughts constantly plagued him. He didn’t want to butt into that, after all she hadn’t made any promise to him when she’d disappeared into that cursed pillar of light. Gads, how he hated that stupid light! And he knew the sight of her in another mans arms would break him, he couldn’t handle that, not again.
Perhaps he would just go. See how she was, while not letting her know he was there. There was nothing wrong with that if she didn’t discover him, right? Then perhaps he could get the blasted woman out of his mind for good...hah yea that was going to happen. Determined, though feeling butterflies sprout in his stomach he set off. White wings spreading in stark contrast across the night sky.
~~~
Lids pushed down by sand bags closed, eyelashes brushing against her cheek as she drifted off to sleep her hand curled against her face loosely. Almost in the same instant that they closed they filled with pictures of him, dreams that were so happy it made her want to forever stay asleep, if only..
~~~
Quietly he stepped in, one booted foot touching down as light as a feather to the floor of her balcony. Not bothering to withdraw his wings for fear of further sound he approached into her room. Muscles twitched slight anger filling him that she would keep the window open. What if someone got in and hurt her!? Stupid girl!
His eyes caught sight of her still form though and the anger vanished as if it had never existed. Could that really be her? Was that really his sweet Hitomi, once so childish? She was such a woman now he could only stare; surely his jaw had clattered to the floor.
Long locks covered the pillows, shining brilliantly in the moon light, her complexion as white as a lily. And her lips. Gods her lips! They looked so soft, he wanted to feel them beneath his own, to pull sweet surrender and soft moans forth from them. Without realizing it he had leaned forwards, putting some weight onto the bed. That was all it took for her eyes to snap wide open, wide and full of alarm.
Unfortunately for him it wasn’t a moan that came forth from those lips but a scream and barrage of swear words followed by quick pummeling of legs and arms. Momentarily shocked he fell forwards the motions of frantic limbs hitting him in too soft a spot. This did nothing but lock them more securely together, his strong body over hers legs tangled, his hands grasping at hers to stop the mean onset.
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Ooooooooooooook. Question for ya peeps. Did anyone BESIDES myself not like the ending of Escaflowne? Or really most good anime romances out there!? Why the fuck do they never end up together?!?!?!? I mean they're all like: girl: I really love it here (hint hint hint) guy: I'd love for you to stay (hint hint hint) Girl: I'll always remember you Guy: We can see each other when we THINK of each other (Wtf BS!)..then poof gone!....GHKSJDBHKHGKSHDGKJHGK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fuck anime creators, seriously. Its not great half of the time! I think it pissed ppl off more than it got more ppl to watch the anime. In fact I didn't even want to watch the last few episodes because I knew that was coming. Could just be me though for I am weirdness incarnated?
Anyway, enjoy (Caution though only for the 'normal' loving ppl) Don't get me wrong either, I like 'weird' too, just don't get that vibe with Escaflowne at all.
~~~~
During those days she had been so foolish never quite sure of what she honestly felt or for whom. Amano? Allan? Van? Who was it that she really loved? Psh, good question one even she hadn’t been able to figure out till the end. She was such a silly little child, always so conflicted. Yet after these four long years her love for that one person had not diminished one bit, in fact if anything it had bloody grown stronger. It hurt so badly now to think of him. Finally aware of what real love was, this feeling being what everyone talked about, not that stupid puppy dog love that had occupied her adolescence.
Gazing at herself in the mirror, thoughts of that dark angel filled her mind to its capacity, his war roughened hands, cute boyish good looks...Trailing off, almost in a daze she reached forwards to run those black locks in-between her fingers harsh reality snapping her back as her hand slammed into the mirror.
“Dammit!”
It was just an image in her mind. He was just a image. With a scoffing noise she stood up slightly sickened with herself. Long strands swished just below her breast, she had grown into a young woman something so delightfully soft in her appearance that it caused heads to turn. Scantily clad in her nighttime aware that was adorned with bows she climbed into her bed and gazed out, staring straight into the brilliant shine of the moon.
“I wont forget you, even when I’m old. I’ll never forget you I promise.”
This was spat out, almost like it was foul taste in her mouth. Yes, she’d wait till she was old, and wrinkled, with sagging boobs! This last thought caused her to run into a fit of sobbing. God forbid, sagging tits!
“Oh Van...” One small droplet of salt water rolled down her cheek.
~~~
He could feel it, the way she called out to him. The pendent around his neck always burned fire when their thoughts for the other combined. Roughly he clenched the pendent in his hand, knee drawn up while gazing at the Mystic Moon.
His brow furled. Why didn’t he just get her? Things now were so peaceful, Fanelia fully restored to its former glory. Yet as hard as it was to admit, he was scared. Had she moved on? Did she have someone else in her life? These thoughts constantly plagued him. He didn’t want to butt into that, after all she hadn’t made any promise to him when she’d disappeared into that cursed pillar of light. Gads, how he hated that stupid light! And he knew the sight of her in another mans arms would break him, he couldn’t handle that, not again.
Perhaps he would just go. See how she was, while not letting her know he was there. There was nothing wrong with that if she didn’t discover him, right? Then perhaps he could get the blasted woman out of his mind for good...hah yea that was going to happen. Determined, though feeling butterflies sprout in his stomach he set off. White wings spreading in stark contrast across the night sky.
~~~
Lids pushed down by sand bags closed, eyelashes brushing against her cheek as she drifted off to sleep her hand curled against her face loosely. Almost in the same instant that they closed they filled with pictures of him, dreams that were so happy it made her want to forever stay asleep, if only..
~~~
Quietly he stepped in, one booted foot touching down as light as a feather to the floor of her balcony. Not bothering to withdraw his wings for fear of further sound he approached into her room. Muscles twitched slight anger filling him that she would keep the window open. What if someone got in and hurt her!? Stupid girl!
His eyes caught sight of her still form though and the anger vanished as if it had never existed. Could that really be her? Was that really his sweet Hitomi, once so childish? She was such a woman now he could only stare; surely his jaw had clattered to the floor.
Long locks covered the pillows, shining brilliantly in the moon light, her complexion as white as a lily. And her lips. Gods her lips! They looked so soft, he wanted to feel them beneath his own, to pull sweet surrender and soft moans forth from them. Without realizing it he had leaned forwards, putting some weight onto the bed. That was all it took for her eyes to snap wide open, wide and full of alarm.
Unfortunately for him it wasn’t a moan that came forth from those lips but a scream and barrage of swear words followed by quick pummeling of legs and arms. Momentarily shocked he fell forwards the motions of frantic limbs hitting him in too soft a spot. This did nothing but lock them more securely together, his strong body over hers legs tangled, his hands grasping at hers to stop the mean onset.
~~~~
Ooooooooooooook. Question for ya peeps. Did anyone BESIDES myself not like the ending of Escaflowne? Or really most good anime romances out there!? Why the fuck do they never end up together?!?!?!? I mean they're all like: girl: I really love it here (hint hint hint) guy: I'd love for you to stay (hint hint hint) Girl: I'll always remember you Guy: We can see each other when we THINK of each other (Wtf BS!)..then poof gone!....GHKSJDBHKHGKSHDGKJHGK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fuck anime creators, seriously. Its not great half of the time! I think it pissed ppl off more than it got more ppl to watch the anime. In fact I didn't even want to watch the last few episodes because I knew that was coming. Could just be me though for I am weirdness incarnated?
Anyway, enjoy (Caution though only for the 'normal' loving ppl) Don't get me wrong either, I like 'weird' too, just don't get that vibe with Escaflowne at all.