AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is my first Interlude in ************ (I Love You)[/i], told from the girl’s point of view.
All though all dialogue is Japanese, I have placed it all in english for the sake of ease in understanding the emotions.
Part I (full text)
http://ffxi.allakhazam.com/journal2.html?user=385748&mid=1118071855825271130
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Aki X
http://ffxi.allakhazam.com/forum.html?forum=35&mid=1118072613119019026
Chapter XI
http://ffxi.allakhazam.com/forum.html?forum=35&mid=111815056226475773
Aki XII
http://ffxi.allakhazam.com/forum.html?forum=10&mid=1118242413200394994
Chapter XIII
http://ffxi.allakhazam.com/forum.html?forum=35&mid=111832408433071084
Please tell me what you think...this is rather experimental for me. I had been debating on if and where I should write this sort of passage in my story, and if it would detract from Demitri’s story any.
Dedicated to anyone who has ever wanted a fairy tale love story...and who hopes that they will find his or her own prince or princess someday.
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Interlude I: Ouji (Prince)
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"I came from far away."
"...I know we will meet again..."
The sun started to set on top of what I recognized as the Cradle of Life on what must have been the top of the world.
Turning away from that strange man, the first one that I bothered to interact with since I awoke from my dream.
My hair starting to whip up around me, I crossed my arms in an ‘x’ position, and started to say the words that I knew would take me away from here.
"Take me home."
The blackness lit up around me, and took me away from that piece of infinity, away to my adoptive home.
"How far away, I do not know."
Two years passed, and I saw him again in Tavnazia.
He destroyed my carefully laid plan, and saved that wretched Archduke from harm.
By all rights...I should have killed him. People who can stop you once from achieving your goals, can stop you again.
But instead...
But instead I gave him one of my most prized possessions, a snow lily flower.
"My name is Hitomi."
And then...in the Necropolis.
I thought I was dead.
Even now, in my nightmares I can see that dark elvaan standing over me, its twisted smile baring against my soul as its sword flashes down towards me.
Only...to be stopped by that mysterious paladin.
Who stepped between the two of us, and was willing to lay his life on the line for me despite all the trouble I had caused him in Tavnazia.
Who then carried my dying body out of that place...like a prince carrying the princess out from the top of the tower where she was locked away by the evil red mage in all of those fairy tales...
"...It means beautiful eyes."
The small lizard I was talking to took no note of my words, or even seemed to care about them. Instead, its small green body scurried along the dirt, leaving behind a faint wavy path from where its tail dragged along the ground. It reached a small hole created by two rocks leaning against each other and slipped inside instantly, away from my sight.
I got up from my half crouch, and made sure that Demitri was not aware that I was following him.
"From how he reacted to when he saw me in Rolanberry Fields, it was clear that he wanted nothing to do with me. Yet...I can’t leave him." I said to noone in particular.
Something awoke within me when I was being carried out in his arms.
Something that I didn’t know existed in me.
When I was sure he didn’t know I was right behind him, I got up and trekked my way forward a bit more, being sure to not make any noise.
Keeping pace with him, but just a little bit behind.
We traveled like that through all of Rolanberry Fields, the marshlands, and the highlands. During the nights, I would stand guard and protect him from the beastmen that were threatening to descend into areas.
What is this thing...this emotion...awakening within me?
I was not prepared for the destruction when we got to Gustaberg though.
All the loss of life...
With my heart in my throat, I realized sickeningly that I was right...what I had guessed that had happened back at the clinic was true...
That what I had wanted to prevent had happened.
Could this emotion be...Love?
But Love was an emotion removed from my people a long time ago...
My lords said that the tattoo burned into my skin on my breast showed to the world that I cannot Love, or ever be Loved.
They said that Love was a dangerous thing, that can bring incredible sorrow to all people across the world, and it interefered with a person’s thinking, making him or her do incredibly crazy things.
And that was why we were all forbidden to feel it.
But this feeling doesn't feel sad or horrible or like I am going insane...
It feels nice. Warm. Like an old blanket wrapped around me, enveloping my body and soul.
I watched him reach the bridge, and after a moment kneel over and throw up before he fell down to the ground and did not move.
"Demitri-chan!!!" I screamed. A sense of panic started to overwhelm me as I ran over to him, tripping constantly over the dead.
When I finally got to his body, I hastily turned him over and watched his chest carefully.
He was still breathing...
He was okay.
"Sorry...but I have to help you now. I can’t stay hidden any longer..." I whispered to him as I carefully picked up his body and his bags, and slowly trudged my way to the alternate bridge that I knew existed a bit further down the cliff-side. From there, it would be easy to leave him at the gates of Bastok where I knew the gate guards would find him.
No one will get you tonight. Not as long as I am there to protect you Demitri-chan.
After a couple hours, we finally arrived at a beaten path that I knew the guards undoubtedly walked along every so often in patrol.
Carefully, I laid him and his bags down, trying to make him as comfortable as possible.
Then...
Almost as an afterthought, I slipped another flower into one of his bags before I stepped back and hid out of sight.
From my hiding spot I watched until he was found and carried into the city.
-fin Interlude I: Ouji (Prince)
Edited, Fri Jun 10 09:49:45 2005 by Nightsintdreams
Edited, Fri Jun 10 10:20:45 2005 by Nightsintdreams