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Chapter 2

"I'll have to wait till the moon shines, but then I can have her."  Dra cackled, snapping it's fingers causing a fire to light. It turned to Adne, sitting in her chains.  "Hear that?  Ariadne?"

Ariadne's head bounded up. "What-what did you just call me?"  Her voice was quiet, trying to keep the tiredness and fear out.

Dra smiled, or at least, it seemed like it did.  Dra always wore long robes and a hood, covering it's face.  Ariadne had been a prisoner of Dra's for years, and had never seen its face.  "I called you Ariadne.  I have to admit, it's a nice name.  If I ever were to have a daughter, I'd certainly name her after you." Dra smirked.  "But what I really feel is wonderful is that I know your entire name.  And I know that she has It.  All I have to do, is wait until tonight, and she will be mine."

Adne tried to stand.  "No!  Please, leave her alone!  I know that she doesn't have it!"

Dra shook its head, muttering into a crystal.  "I know what I want, and I want her and that meddlesome pendant.  She is in possession of It, and I need it.  Therefore I am killing two birds with one stone.  I get her and her powers, and, as a prize, the pendant."  It waved a hand over the crystal, and the crystal blazed into life.  Dra held the crystal out in front of itself, and the crystal floated in the air.  "This should suffice to keep an eye on her."

Adne managed to pull herself up.  "Please, leave her alone!  I told you, she doesn't have it!"

Dra smiled, a truly evil smile.  "Ariadne, come to me."  Adne struggled as she was forced to come to Dra.  It stroked her cheek with a finger.  "Ariadne, Ariadne, Ariadne.  It was quite clever of you to give your pendant to your grand-daughter, and it was also quite clever of you to make an imitation for yourself.  But I need the real thing, and I need it now!"  It banged a fist on the table cluttered with old books and writing instruments, which banged together and bounced from the impact.  "I need its power to fulfill my dream, and I want that dream fulfilled now!"  It threw her across the room.  "I am exceptionally glad that I have your name.  I knew that Adne wasn't all of it."

Adne looked up from where she had fallen on the ground.  "How-"  she managed to rasp out before she collapsed.  She had always gone by Adne in this world, and Tess knew her as Adne too.  Only her family knew her full name, and though she did have a few friends call her 'Ari', they did not know the last two syllables of her name. To have her full name…Dra could and would do the most horrific things.

Dra shook its head.  "Simple.  I sent a Demon to do my work.  I knew that you were not originally from this world, and I knew that you were born on the Moon of Illusions.  All I had to do was search there.  Ariadne Celestia Hairem is your full maiden name, the name you were christened with."

Ariadne bowed her head.  With her full, Christian name at hand, Dra really could force her to do anything.  She was completely under Dra's power.  She fought off the darkness wanting her to lose consciousness.  At least it didn't know Tess's real name, or else it could control her as well. Ariadne's only link to Earth, and any world out side Dra's fortress, Tess was the only person who could help her guide her grand-daughter.

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Hitomi drove back home, stopping at a small restaurant to get a bite to eat.  She knew that Bradley had probably called Yukari, Amano, her mother, anyone who might have an idea where she was.  She knew that they were probably worried about her, and searching for her.  But Hitomi didn't care.  Yes, she was sorry that they were wasting their time, looking all over for her, but the truth was that Hitomi wanted to be left alone, not to be fussed over.  And that's what her friends did.

The moment she returned from Gaea, she had ran home.  There she had pounded on the door, waiting for her mother to answer it, and she had.  Mrs Kanzaki had opened the door, expecting to find an emergency, and instead saw her daughter.  Hitomi remembered her mother wrapping her up in a hug, squeezing her tight.  Her scolding, about being missing for four days.

Hitomi remembered questioning that.  "Four days?  It's been four months!"  Her mother had laughed at that, and then had ushered her inside, asking where on earth she had been.  Hitomi hadn't answered.  She couldn't bring herself to tell her mother what had happened.  Mrs Kanzaki had called Yukari and Amano, and they had rushed over immediately.

But the thing was, they thought she had been sick.  Sick with the stomach flu, and she had been throwing up constantly for the last few days.  It wasn't until she had described exactly what they had been there with, with Van, the dragon, Yukari twisting her ankle…that they had finally remembered. 

"Oh, right, I remember know…we raced home, and your mother said that you were sick…and she'd call us as soon as you got better."  Yukari had said.  Amano had sat there, and just stared at her. 

"Weren't you supposed to go away?"  Hitomi had asked. Amano had answered that it had been delayed, something to do with registration, or something.

Hitomi had also missed that day of school, and Yukari had brought back the work that she needed to catch up on.  For a week she managed to survive, she got caught up in school, she talked to Yukari and Amano, talked to her mother, though she still couldn't tell her where she had gone.  But then the true loss of the situation hit her.  She had left Gaea, and even though she was glad she had gotten to see her family, she wanted to go back.  And she couldn't.

She remembered how the despair washed over her, like getting drenched in the rain.  How she realised she had left her love behind, her friends, everything she had had there, and there wasn't away of getting it back.  She had talked to Van, but they couldn't say much to each other, and that wasn't the same as being in his arms.  She had stopped caring.

She didn't eat anymore, and school work was forgotten.  She spent hours in her room, just blocking out everything.  Yukari and Amano, her mother they had all tried to talk to her, but nothing worked.  It wasn't until Hitomi almost died, that she was admitted into a programme at the hospital where she was constantly watched, and fed.  There was even a psychiatrist, Dr Waver, who would come and talk to her every day for half an hour. And after telling him about Gaea, they had really thought she was crazy.  "Delusional with fever" had been what they had said, during the alleged four days she had been gone.  At least they didn't try to throw her into the mental ward. 

After that, she had kept her mouth shut, and tried to eat.  They had labelled her as 'anorexic', but that wasn't true.  She was not starving herself for beauty, she was starving herself for love.  After about a year in the clinic, she was able to go home.  Her family kept a watchful eye on her, meals were always to be eaten, and she started to throw herself into her school work and track.

She had succeeded somewhat, and had been able to skip a grade.  Yukari and Amano started going out on Hitomi's insistence, and she had managed to stay out of the hospital.  Finally one night, she had told them everything.  Everything that had ever happened to her in Gaea.  Her love of Van, Escaflowne, Merle, Allen, Dilandau, Folken-everything.  They had sat by her, and weren't sure if they believed her or not.  But after bringing Van's feather out, and making the connection of the boy fighting the dragon the day she disappeared, they had believed her more.  She still wasn't totally sure if they believed her.

She and Van talked a lot back then, and he was the one who had convinced her to start eating again.  Whenever she had a problem, she would go to him.  But it got less and less.  And soon it was once a month, or even less than that.

But at seventeen, she was about to graduate high school, and taking college classes.  A boy had transferred into her class, from another country, and ended up sitting next to her.  She had started to show him around school, and then they had become good friends with each other.  There was a dance for all seniors, and they had gone together.  Yukari and Amano liked him as well, and the four often hung out with each other.

Bradley had worked hard to catch up with her, so he could graduate college with her.  She was already a year ahead, and in the classes she wanted to major in, two years ahead.  He worked hard, and managed to catch up with her, leaving Amano and Yukari both in their first year, while Bradley and Hitomi were in their third.

Bradley and she had started to spend more time together, and then they started to date.  They had dated steadily for two years, and had been friends for three.  And then he had asked her to marry him.  In a way, she was sure she could be happy with him.  He had already showed her pictures of the house the company had already purchased for him, the company car he was to get, and other assorted pictures of the new town.  It was a dream world, paradise to any other woman. 

But Hitomi Kanzaki was not 'any other woman'.  She had found true love before, and though she realised that she did love Bradley, she did not love him enough to marry him.  But marrying Van was impossible.  He was in Gaea, another world.  How was she to marry him?  She had to settle for Bradley.  But then that wasn't fair to Bradley. 

Hitomi Kanzaki sat at a single table, sipping a glass of hot tea, nibbling on a breadstick.  She was truly free at the moment.  What a shame all her troubles would be waiting on her doorstep as she as she reached her apartment.

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It was almost ten when she reached her apartment.  She grabbled in her purse for her key, and upon finding it, stuck it into the door, unlocking it.  What she didn't realise was that the door was already unlocked.  She had a small hall in her apartment, really more of an entry way.  She kicked of her boots, hung up her coat, and set her purse on the small umbrella stand/table.  She had already picked her mail up on the way in, and sorted through it, making her way to the kitchen.  She never realised that the kitchen light was on, until she opened up the door. 

Her nose was still in the mail.  She had received a letter from Danielle, a cousin on her father's side, who was fairly close to her.   She had also received two bills, electrical and water, two announcements for sales and discounts, and a magazine.  She turned the door knob, and pushed the door opened, blinking in the light.  There stood Bradley.

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Bradley was sitting there, flipping through a woman's magazine he must have gotten off of her coffee table in the living room.  He looked up as the door opened.  "Hello, Hitomi."

The letters dropped from her hand, falling to the floor.  "What-what are you doing here?"  Her voice changed from surprised to angry.  "And how the hell did you get in?  I always keep the door locked, I'm on the third story, and Yukari has the only spare key."

Bradley shrugged and held up a key.  "I convinced Yukari to give me hers.  It's not like she'll need it after two weeks."

Hitomi shook her head.  "You're changing the topic.  What are you doing here?"

"Sitting, waiting for you."  Bradley said, beginning to stand.  "We need to talk.  What happened today at Fernelli's…everything.  And I don't suppose you called the florist?"  He started to come nearer.

"Stay away from me."  Her voice was icy.

He stopped dead in his tracks.  "What's wrong?"  His voice sounded concerned.  "I called everyone after you blew up at lunch today, and had everyone searching.  If you hadn't come home in the next two hours, I was going to call the police."

"I'm nineteen and a half years old.  I am legally an adult, and have been one for over a year. I have a job, I am about to graduate the university.  If I am old enough to graduate the university and get married, I am old enough to be by myself for twelve hours, even over night."

Bradley opened his arms.  "Look, Hon,  I'm sorry, but I was really worried about you.  Apparently you had some mental problems when you where fifteen and sixteen, talking about a fairy-tale world.  You were convinced you were gone for four months, all the while you had been sick in bed for four days.  A relapse could always occur."

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY APARTMENT BEFORE I CALL THE POLICE!" Hitomi screamed, backing out of the door.  "Is it possible to have a private life without you knowing every detail?  That was when I was fifteen, so almost five years ago, and the doctor even wrote in his report that I was delusional with fever and had created the world when I was sick.  There can't be a re-occurrence, because if you haven't noticed, I don't have a fever!"

Bradley stared at her, and then tried to hug her.  "Shh, Hitomi, calm down.  I'll leave if you're sure you want me to, but just remember I'm worried about you.  If I want to be a good husband, I should know everything about you, even the bad things.  And I don't think you should be alone right now."

"Don't touch me."  She slipped out of his grasp.  "Just go.  I'll-I'll call tomorrow, and try to get things worked out.  I didn't sleep very well last night, I just made a life changing decision, and I've been out all day."  She made sure he went to the door, and then she locked it after him, chaining it shut.

She stayed there ten minutes by the door, just leaning there.  She really did not know what to do.  Part of her said to call him back, the other part said wait till tomorrow.  She decided to wait.  It was true that she hadn't gotten a lot of sleep last night, and what sleep she had was restless.  And the fact that it had been a long day was true as well.  But, he was still a friend, not to mention her fiancé, and she shouldn't have treated him like that.

She shook her head, and made her way to her bedroom, collapsing and falling to sleep before she could undress.

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Bradley drove home silently, not even bothering to put on the radio-something he always did.  He didn't feel like talking, or being talked to.  His fiancé had just thrown him out of her apartment, but hadn't even said why.  Yes, he knew that she had been having a rough day, Yukari had even said so when they had talked.  But threatening to call the police?

He almost ran a stop sign when his cell phone rang.  He fumbled for it, and picked it up, holding it against his ear with his shoulder.  "Yeah?"

"Oh, Mr Politeness, I see."  Yukari's voice strained to be funny, but it just didn't have the joy in it.

"Oh, it's you."

"You seem very happy to hear from me."  Her voice was mocking.

Bradley shook his head.  "Don't try me.  I have not been having the best day."

A sigh.  "I know what you mean.  Have you heard anything from her?"

Bradley shook his head, even though he knew she couldn't see him.  "Well, sort of.  You know  how I was waiting for her."

Yukari's voice grew suspicious.  "Yes…"

Bradley took a breath and continued.  "She just came home about ten minutes ago.  She walks in, and accuses me of breaking in.  Then she gets mad at me when I said I was glad she was back, because if she had been gone a few more hours I would have called the police.  Said something about being adult. 'I'm a legal adult…I'm about to graduate the university…I can be gone for twelve hours…' stuff like that."

Yukari was silent.  Then- "I see…then what happened?"

"I said I was worried about her.  Said how she was acting strange, didn't want a relapse of whatever had happened to put her into the clinic when she was sixteen, talking about an imaginary world.  She blew up at me, threatened to call the police if I didn't leave.  I tried to hug her, and she told me not to touch her.  Then said something about having a hard day, and she'd call tomorrow.   She walked me to the door, shut it, locked it and chained it after I left."

Yukari sighed again.  "I knew she was having a hard day, she just had this look when we went to the mall.  But to be something so huge?"

Bradley adjusted the phone, turning right to his block.  "Yeah, something's up.  She won't talk to me about it, and I don't know what's wrong.  For some reason, after we got engaged, she's been getting mad at me for asking questions."

Yukari thought for a bit.  "I don't know.  I mean, she's never blown up at me, but then, I was with her during The Time."

"The Time?  Sounds ominous." He pulled into his building's garage.

"It is.  I mean, she was fine for a week, and then suddenly, she stopped caring.  Had a couple near death experiences.  We were worried, let me tell you that.  And the 'I was away for four months, not four days' thing was really confusing.  The doctors and we just figured that she was delusional during her fever, and created this.  But then she pulled out a feather.  'This belongs to Van.  He saved me, from falling to my death.  I love him.'  We went along with it.  At the time, I wasn't sure if she might have been right, I mean the feather, and the fact that her locket was gone was proof enough, not to mention the fact that I had sprained my ankle.  But the other stuff, about a dragon?  I really don't know what to believe."

Bradley parked, but stayed in the car.  "Look, Yukari, I need to know everything.  She won't talk to me about it, and I need to know.  All I've learned from researching is that she was in the hospital because of Anorexia, and saw a psychiatrist while she was there."

Yukari was silent for a few moments.  "You know, Bradley, I don't know if I can tell you.  I mean, it's her life, her story, and you should really find it out from her."

"But she won't tell me.  I'm marrying her in two weeks, and I don't even know what's wrong with her." Bradley's voice was desperate.

Yukari sighed in resignation.  "When she was a kid, she used to have visions.  Accurate ones.  Things like, the die is going to be a six, or tomorrow Lindsey will faint and have to be taken home.  Small stuff.  It runs in the family, her mother mentioned having visions when she was younger.  And she used to read tarot cards.  She was good at them, seemed to always get them right.  When she got sick, well, after that, she never read tarot cards again.    She just didn't want to.  And I don't think she's had a vision since.  Something happened while she was sick, and what, I don't know."

Bradley tried to digest this information.  "Wait, back a bit, you said she talked about this 'Van'.  Who is he?"

Yukari sighed.  "To tell the truth, I don't know.  She said he had wings though.  Wings, a black mop of hair, dark brown eyes, and always wore a red shirt and light brown pants, with a sword, he always had gloves and brown boots on.  But that's all I remember.  Supposedly he's the boy who was fighting the dragon we were running from when I sprained my ankle."

"I see."  Bradley said slowly, trying to make heads or tails of this entire thing.  "Look, it's ten thirty, and you probably want to go to bed."

"No, really, it's fine.  You do need to know, but she should be the one to tell you.  Just wait a week, till after graduation.  She confessed she still needs to turn in a Thesis by Thursday, and she is graduating young.  You are about half a year older than she is.  Just let this graduation stress run its course, and then try talking to her.  And I'll talk with her tomorrow."

Bradley sighed in relief.  "Thanks a lot.  I'll wait, and you can talk to her."

Yukari yawned over the phone.  "Okay, maybe you were right.  I am getting tired.  And I promise that I will take her out to lunch tomorrow.  Good night."

"Night.  Sleep well."  Bradley heard her hang up, and set the phone down, climbing out of his car.  Things just kept on getting more and more complicated.

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Van Fanel couldn't sleep.  He kept tossing and turning, and something was keeping him up with worry.  The problem was that he had no idea what it was.  The castle was quiet, no light was shining into his window, everything was still and peaceful.  Everything except the king, that is.

He had a sense of foreboding, a sense of injustice, a sense of sadness.  But he was for the most part content.  Sure, the woman he loved was in another world, but other than that, everything was just peachy with him.  No wars about to break out, he hadn't been cheated, or unjustified in any way, and he wasn't really sad.  So where were these feelings coming from.  And then he looked down.

The pendant, Hitomi's pendant. It was glowing.  Okay, he admitted that it always glowed a steady pale light. But it was glowing brightly.  Bright.  Bright as the sun.  Bright as a candle.  Bright enough so that it started to illuminate the room.  And it was hot.  Very hot.  It was always a little warm, kind of like if you were to hold it in your hand.  But this was burning, starting to burn his skin.  He took a hold of it through his shirt and held it up off of him.  It had never done that before.

He couldn't keep a hold of it, it was burning his hand through his shirt.  He doubled up his shirt, not wishing to take it off. He had sworn never to take it off, and he always kept his word.  But it was burning him.  He tried grabbing the blanket off of his bed, clutching at the necklace through his thick blanket.  And then his other hand touched the golden chain.

The chain was not hot, it was not burning at all.  So what was happening?  The room started to spin, and Van tried to keep his balance, but couldn't he was falling, falling down, down, until he hit the bottom.  He stood up, and looked at his surroundings.  It was a woman's room, due to the funny shoes, and the skirts hanging.  There was a bed with a light blue checked blanket.  And on that blanket was a woman. 

The woman was pretty, with golden brown hair to her shoulder blades, a white, lacy top, a green jacket over that, and tight blue pants.  Her face was covered by her hand, but one could see that she had a pale complexion, rosy cheeks and red lips.  Van had no idea who that was, until he touched her, and rolled over, displaying her face.  Her face was more mature, and her eyes were closed, but he still recognised her.  Hitomi.

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He watched her sleep.  He would have waken her up, but he somehow knew that he was not really there.  He was only there in spirit, not in body.  She couldn't see him, nor touch him. 

She was restless, and kept mumbling.  Van didn't understand her, and couldn't make out what she said. He reached out to calm her, knowing that even if he couldn't really touch her, he could still in her unconscious mind soothe her.  He smoothed her hair back, out of her face, stroking her arm, concentrating on this with all his might.  When they still talked to each other, by concentrating, they could touch each other.  And even though he knew that they hadn't talked for a year, or the fact that at the last time they couldn't touch each other and they were both transparent, he still had to try and soothe her.

"Shh.  Sleep well.  It's okay, I'm here."  He watched as she quieted down, and then he looked down at the pendant and saw it glow.  His eyes widened in surprise as it lifted up, and he was thrown back onto his own bed in Fanelia.  He looked around, and sighed.  Everything seemed so drab when she wasn't by him.

He walked to the window.  He had no idea why he had ended up next to her.  It wasn't as if she was in danger or anything, or even that she was hurt or sad.  All that was wrong was that she was being restless.  The Moon of Illusions shined on Gaea, and Van turned away from it.  It was amazing what less than five minutes of him being there with her, not even being able to really touch her, and she being asleep did to him.  Van shook his head.  It may have been two in the morning, but he wasn't going to get anymore sleep tonight.

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Hitomi kept on struggling.  The scene with Bradley played through her mind over and over again, making her even more angry.  He hadn't had a right to do that, but then he had only done it because he cared for her.  And she knew she'd forgive him.  She should also explain to him about Gaea, though since he was one of the most literal people she knew, she wasn't sure how he'd take it.  Not to mention if he'd understand, or if he'd think her even more crazy, probably the latter.

She struggled against invisible bonds, and asked for the one thing she needed.  "Van, please, come help me!"  She screamed out in her dream.  Van was her hero.  He had saved her life, had risked his own for hers.  And he truly loved her.  He was her angel, and even had the wings to play the part. 

She kept struggling against the bonds, and calling out his name.  Where was he?  And then she was suddenly free.  She looked around the room she was in.  It was plain white, and she was alone.  Van wasn't standing there, sword at his waist, black bangs flopping in his eyes.  He hadn't come to help her.  But then, who did?

And then she felt it.  It was as if someone had touched her, and moved her hair out of her eyes, had stroked her.  "Shh.  Sleep well.  It's okay, I'm here."  She looked around and around.  No one was there, but that was Van!  It was his voice, and his touch.  He had come.  But then, where was he?  And then Hitomi realised something.  He had told her to sleep well.  She was in a dream, she was asleep, and Van had somehow managed to appear to her real body, and had comforted her there. 

She opened her eyes as wide as she could, pinched her self, and commanded herself to wake up.  When she opened her eyes, Van was gone.  She was sitting on her bed, dressed in her clothes of earlier.  There was no trace of him, but Hitomi knew that he had been there.

She glanced at the clock.  It was two in the morning, and she was wide awake.  She shook her head.  It was ridiculous.  Last night she had been so restless, and then tonight she was wide awake.  She got up.  Maybe a cup of tea would help soothe her, maybe it'd help her fall asleep.

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She rummaged around the kitchen cupboard for her tea tin.  She couldn't find it, and she didn't want to drink coffee.  Coffee would just keep her awake.  She finally gave up.  The tea was nowhere to be found.  She flipped on the radio, turning it down so that it wouldn't wake the neighbours.  All she needed was Mrs Grisham to come banging on her door.  Her eyes fell to the post that still laid on the floor.  She picked it up, opening and reading Danielle's letter.

It was the normal news, nothing spectacular.  Danielle was currently in Italy for the next few weeks, and expected to come back and visit her cousin when she arrived.  Hitomi smiled in thought.  Danielle was her father's sister Andrea's daughter.  She was a few months older than Hitomi, but still hadn't graduated college yet, about to end her third year.  It was a joke between them, and  Danielle was always teasing Hitomi about being a Senior, when her friends were all Sophomores.

Hitomi replied, read her magazine, and still didn't know what to do. It was four eighteen a.m., and she was wide awake.  It wasn't even light out.  Going for a run was out of the question, and since she was about to graduate, all she had to do was turn in her thesis, which was almost done, all it needed was one passage that she was planning to do today at the library.

She had no pets, a cat reminding her too much of Merle, a dog reminding her too much of the caravan of merchants who had brought her to Farnelia the first time.  In Fanelia, in all of Gaea, pets weren't to be had, at least normal pets, like a dog or cat.  Actually, as she thought, she wasn't even sure that they even had pets in Gaea, it wasn't something she and Van had ever talked about.

She hated not being able to sleep.  And the fact that it was four in the morning meant that she couldn't go outside or do anything.  And then her eyes fell on her books.  They were the books she had gotten from Madame Trevail.  Hitomi wasn't really sure if she should look at them or not.

To say that Hitomi didn't believe in magic, and the unnatural was false, how else was she to explain going to Gaea, and her visions?  The visions ran in her family, her grandmother, Nana, had them, and Nana had always insisted that her mother as well as Hitomi's mother had had them, even though Hitomi's mother never seemed to hold for that.  "Come, now, mother, what good are visions? Seeing what's on the other side of the die, or being able to say that someone's going to miss school?"  She had never forbidden Hitomi from her visions or Tarot Cards, another gift of Nana's, but she had refused to have anything to do with them.

Of course, that was Malaika Kanzaki's views, and not Hitomi's.  Hitomi knew that she had some sort of gift by using her visions, even though she hadn't gotten one in years, and she hadn't used her tarot cards since.  In all honesty, Hitomi had stuck her tarot cards in the drawer of her nightstand, and hadn't touched them since.  To say that her visions and tarot cards were a hoax would be hypocritical, and Hitomi admitted that there was magic, to a certain degree.

But real magic?  She had heard of the Wiccan magic,  and she didn't necessarily believe in that.  Praying to different kinds of gods, using mainly herbs, stuff like that.  She had once saw a book in a book store, and had flipped through it.  One of the spells was "When you have lost something that you can not find, write the name of it on a piece of paper, crumble that paper into a ball, twirl around three times counter-clockwise and say: 'Fairies of the night, fairies of the room, help me find this item I lost'.  Stop twirling, and begin to look until you have found it." 

Hitomi had found that real helpful.  The main part of the so called spell was 'look for the object until you have found it'.  One didn't need the other steps.  Not to say that Hitomi didn't like the people who practised Wicca.  It was only that she herself wouldn't do it, or believe in it.  And Madame Trevail had told her that the books she gave Hitomi weren't Wicca, they were for people born with magic…but what was the difference? Hitomi decided she'd just have to read to find out.

She picked up the first book, The Beginner's Guide to Practical Magic.  If it really was from Gaea, Hitomi wondered how it had gotten to Earth.  Was there another way to travel between Earth and Gaea?  If there was, Hitomi hope she found out.  She opened it to the first page.

Magic is in everything.  We are surrounded by it.  Magic is the energy that everything holds.  It takes someone with the special energy to be able to manipulate the energy of another object.  One with the special energy is called 'magical' or is a 'Magic User'.  The names 'Witch' or 'Sorceress' or 'Wizard' have meanings, but that will come later.

Not everyone is born with magic.  It is something that is inherited, and passed down the line.  If you have it, your children will have the gift.  The ability to use magic, to be magical cannot appear suddenly.  One is born with it, or one is not.  Magic is not like one would hear in the tales, with wands, or other mediums.  Magic is an essence.    One controls magic by focusing on it, and willing it to happen.  Sometimes a short verse will be dictated to intensify the spell.  Sometimes a special herb, or object for the same reason will be used.  But remember, Magic is a force, an energy, that is used by Will.  One must be born with it, and it is not to be abused.

There are different kinds of magic.  Wild Magic is the Magic of the animals, of the plants.  Offensive  Magic is the Magic used to attack, to ward one away.  Defensive Magic is the Magic used to protect oneself, to defend from others' Offensive Magic.  Seeing Magic s the Magic of a Seer, the Magic of Divination, of seeing things before they happen.  Healing Magic is Magic used to heal, and is closely linked with Necromancy.   These five types of Magic are the main five.  There are other kinds, but they are all closely related with these five, and therefore are not separately categorised.

When-

Hitomi shook her head.  She wasn't sure if this was true or not, though part of it did make sense.  She would have to have Seeing Magic.  And her Grandmother did as well.  Probably Madame Trevail had it.  But maybe it was just a fluke.  Could it really be real?  The logical side of her brain fought against it, but then the question was, wasn't getting to Gaea magic?  Her visions?  All of that had to be magical, for it couldn't be explained by science.

She sighed.  She'd have to go back to Madame Trevail's, and ask her about the books.  But tomorrow she wouldn't have time, and she wouldn't for the next week…she stood up from the table.  She was graduating in a week, getting married in two, and moving away in two and a half weeks.  She wouldn't have time to go to her, and then she'd move away.  Her questions would just be left unanswered.

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It was six in the morning, and light out.  Hitomi had spent the last one and a half hours flipping through channels, and had been bored out of her mind.  But at six, she could go running.  She still ran, keeping with it through college.  It was mandatory that every student had some extra-curricular activity.  Yukari and Amano had done theatre, Yukari as props manager, and Amano as stage manager.  Bradley had taken a class in computers, seeing as he Majored in Computer Sciences, and he often used his computer skills to help out Yukari and Amano in digital effects. 

Hitomi slowly put on her running shoes, and decided to go for a two hour run.  She started, picking up pace until she found herself at a speed she felt comfortable with.  She ran for an hour, and then turned back home.  Her two hours of running were her time to think.  She had been doing a lot of thinking the last few days, she admitted.  But anyone else would to.  She glanced down at the engagement ring on her ring finger.  Getting married, graduating, everything, not to mention Bradley's strange behaviour.  She admitted that she had blown up at him, but he had no right to get into her private medical files.  That was even against the law.  As she neared home, she pushed it out of her mind.  There was no reason to think of such things, it wasn't important. 

She waved to Mrs Ackerson, who was watering her flowers.  She slowed as she reached her building, and entered, taking the stairs to her apartment.  She opened the door, and after making sure Bradley, nor any other unexpected visitors were there, she took her shower.  She grabbed a shampoo, a strawberry scent that she had received a while ago for her birthday.  She quickly washed her hair, scrubbed herself with a nice feeling soap, and rinsed herself off, stepping out of the shower.

She had a towel clutched to her chest, and had her hair up in a towel as well.  She searched through her closet until she found her knee length black skirt, a white button down oxford shirt and a pale blue cardigan.  She put on her diamond pendant, a gift from her mother when she had given her other to Van.  It was a silver chain with a small diamond cut in a diamond shape.  It was simple, but expensive, and a family heirloom.  Hitomi looked down at her hands.  She still had her engagement ring on…she wasn't sure if she should still wear it or not, due to the fact that she had basically thrown Bradley out last night.  But then they were still engaged.  Married couples got in fights as well, and someone might be thrown out, and they still stayed married.  Plus, it wasn't as if Bradley lived there as well, he had his own place.

Deciding to leave it on, she put a pair of diamond earrings in, ones that matched the necklace.    She pulled on her black flats, and was brushing her hair when the phone rang.  She frowned, and went to answer it.   The two phones were in her kitchen and bedroom, the bedroom one being the nearest at the moment.  She sat on her bed and answered it.  "Hello?"

"Hi!  So, what's up?" Yukari's  cheerful voice chirped.

"Oh, nothing really…I just got back from a run and got dressed.  I was thinking over going to church, and then the library."

"Why church?"  Yukari knew that Hitomi occasionally did go, but when she went, it was usually with her family who made her go.

Hitomi shrugged.  To tell the truth, the idea had hit her just at that moment.  "I don't know.  It just hit me.  I have nothing else to do, and my mother will be pleased."

"Oh, I see…well, church ends at ten, doesn't it?  From nine to ten?"

"Right."  Hitomi reached for the hairbrush, and started to comb through her hair. 

"Well, how about I pick you up at eight forty-five, so in fifteen minutes, we go to church, and then we go get brunch."

Hitomi frowned.  She wasn't sure if she should, Yukari seemed like she had some ulterior motive.  "Well, I don't know, I have to eat on schedule."

"Oh, come on.  Your doctors will be jumping for joy if they learn you're eating more."

"Well, I guess so.  I need to go to the library, but you know how the university library's always open.  I can go in the afternoon."

"Great.  See you in fifteen minutes, I'll knock on the door. Bye."

"Bye." Hitomi stood up.  She had finished brushing her hair, and decided to leave it down, using a black headband.  She was ready, as soon as she gathered up her purse and notebooks.

In the kitchen she packed her notebook, folder, and stuff she'd need for the library.  And then her eyes fell on her magic books.  Well, why not.  I guess I should at least read them through. She stuck them into her backpack as well, and set it on the table.  She did need to eat something before hand, so she grabbed a muffin, and was about to go to the table, when she realised something.  Something was sitting on the table that hadn't been there before.

Her tarot cards.

They were wrapped in the pale blue silk she had wrapped them in, and all of them were there.  The only problem was that they should have been in her nightstand, not on her table.  She certainly hadn't moved them, and neither had anyone else, she lived alone, and no one else was there.

And then the world started to turn, and she grasped onto a chair to keep her self from falling.  Around and around, the kitchen went, suddenly morphing into blackness, as Hitomi fainted.

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Yukari climbed in her car, and started towards Hitomi's, pulling out her cell phone on the way.  She pressed a memory number, and waited for it to pick up.  Son she received a very sleepy 'hello'.

"Hi, it's me."

"Oh, hi Yukari."  Bradley yawned again.

"I'm on my way to Hitomi's.  We're going to church, her idea, and then to brunch."

"I see…why are you telling me this?"

"Oh, wake up, Brad."

"Don't call me Brad, you know I hate it."

Yukari giggled.  "I know, it's only for fun.  But you do need to wake up.  It's eight-thirty on a beautiful Sunday morning.  And the reason I'm telling you this, is that I'm going to talk to her, figure out what's wrong.  She needs to go to the library…why not show up in the afternoon.  I should have already talked to her, and I'm sure she'll be fine."

"All right.  So I'm supposed to just show up in the library and be surprised to see her there?"

"Yep, perfect.  I'm sure she'll be in a good mood, I just would have talked to her."

"Okay, so, I'll see you…after I meet her."

"Bye, Bradley, and go out and get her."

"Ha ha. Listening to the Beatles?"

"No…why?"  Yukari checked her radio station, FM 134, the newest and coolest hits.  Beatles weren't even played on that station, and though she knew that Hitomi would often listen to classical music or oldies, Yukari never would when she was alone.

"Hey Jude, a Beatles song has that line,  'go out and get her'."  Bradley was a total Beatles freak, something he had tried to get Hitomi and his other friends to be.  Hitomi was the only one who liked them, and Amano couldn't stand them. 

"Whatever.  Bye."

"Bye."  Bradley hung up.

Yukari almost missed Hitomi's street as she forgot to turn. "Damn…there."  She pulled into a visitor space, and hopped out of her car, hurrying up to the building.  Yukari rummaged for her key, and then froze when she remembered Bradley had it.  "Damn…I guess I'll have to ring."  She rang the buzzer and frowned when after five minutes Hitomi hadn't buzzed back.  She knew Hitomi was home, so why wasn't she answering.  And then the door opened, and May Howards, another tenant stepped out. 

"Oh, hi, Yukari."

"Hi, May.  Umm, would you hold the door open?  I forgot my key and Hitomi isn't answering the buzzer."

May smiled.  "Sure."  She did so, and Yukari stepped in. 

"Thanks."

"No problem."

Yukari started up the stairs to Hitomi's apartment, and knocked on the door.  When Hitomi didn't come and answer it, Yukari tried the handle, and discovered that it was unlocked.  She walked in slowly.  "Hitomi?  Are you there?"

When no one answered, Yukari stepped in.  The apartment was deadly silent.  It was in good order, which meant no one had broken in, and Yukari checked the Living Room and Study combination, then walking into the kitchen.  And then she looked on the floor.

Hitomi was lying there, unconscious, or at least it looked like she was unconscious.  She wasn't moving, and it looked like she had tried to grab onto a chair, but had fallen.  Yukari decided that she had probably fainted, by why, she wasn't sure.  Hitomi was in good health, and taking  care of herself.  So what was wrong?  

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Hitomi was falling, down and down, into the depths of an abysses.  And then she stopped.  She was in a field, where two girls were playing.  One was dressed in normal earth clothes, jeans and a t-shirt, the other dressed in a long, fancy dress.  The one in the normal clothes was about eleven, and the other girl was probably thirteen.  They both seemed familiar, but Hitomi couldn't place them.

"I don't understand why Mother always comes here." The first girl said.  She had medium length golden brown hair, a mixture between waves and curls, and green eyes.  "It's quite odd here."

"For you, it is odd, for you come from another place.  For me, it is home." The girl in the dress stood up.  "One should never be afraid of change.  I have learned that over and over again in my life.  Because of my heritage, I am hunted.  I have had to change many things in my life."  The girl had green hair and brown eyes.  Her hair was long and straight, and she had it cut differently in the front.  She flipped her hair back, and straightened her dress. 

"Why are you being prosecuted?"  The younger girl asked. 

"The same reason your mother is studying us.  We have the key to the Power, an unbelievable energy, that can destroy, or renew anything.  If it were to fall into the wrong hands…the world would be lost.  We have misused the power before, and were brought almost to extinction.  We are now careful, and guard it."

"That's sad…"  The girl said.

The other girl shrugged.  "So is my life.  I am what I am, and all I can do is be strong."

Hitomi stood there.  Was this a vision?  She hadn't had a vision in years, and now they were suddenly coming back?  And it wasn't like a real vision.  This was different.  And then the girls disappeared, and everything went black.

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Hitomi blinked as the darkness cleared, as she was suddenly thrown into a new scene.

Swords clashed, and men shouted.  Arrows flew through the air.  Was that Van?  She asked herself as a figure came running through, shouting something illegible.  It had to be Van, she decided, as he stepped up to a man standing in the back round, and the man bowed. 

The scene flashed, and Hitomi found herself standing in a fortress.  It was cold, grey stones, and in chains was a woman.  She didn't look very old, but Hitomi had a feeling that the woman was older than she looked.  A black covered figure walked up to the woman, and drew out a knife, plunging it into her heart.  The woman screamed, as she disappeared into nothingness. 

The scene flashed again.  There was a woman, was it her mother?  Hitomi wondered.  The woman looked liked Hitomi, but a bit different, the differences between Hitomi and her own mother.  She had her arms extended, and was glowing with a white light, as she murmured something.

The scene flashed.  A woman who looked like Varyie Farnel was busy ordering a few women around.  The women ran to get something.

The scene flashed.  A man, Allen fought valiantly with another man, while someone else fought beside him.

Hitomi stood there, swaying.  Buildings leapt into flames, and everything was dark. 

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Hitomi opened her eyes slowly.  There was a face leaning over her.  "Yu-Yukari?"

"Right.  So, what happened?"  She helped Hitomi stand up. 

"I-I had a vision."

Whatever Yukari had expected to hear, it wasn't that.  "A-a vision?  You haven't had them in years."

Hitomi sat in a chair.  "I know.  But it just came back.  I saw my tarot cards sitting on the table, and then had my vision."

Yukari eyed the tarot cards.  "Have you began to read them again?"

Hitomi shook her head.  "No, I haven't.  They should be in my nightstand."

Yukari raised her eyebrows.  "Well, all right, then.  You know, church is already half over.  Let's just skip it, and go straight to brunch."

Hitomi nodded.  "All right."

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They sat in a booth at the restaurant. Yukari had ordered the plate special, and Hitomi had ordered a waffle with strawberry sauce after Yukari's protesting.  Yukari cut a piece of pancake.  "So, what's been going on lately?"

Hitomi looked up from her plate.  "Well, nothing to much, really.  Besides getting married, that is."

"Are you nervous?"

Hitomi stared at her friend.  "Why are you asking that?"

Yukari set down her fork.  "Well, it's just-it's just what went on yesterday.  I mean, Bradley cares about you, and then you go blow up at him, as if it's all his fault.  And you are getting married, so, you should tell him about everything, including those two years before he came."

Hitomi didn't say anything.  She just sat there and sipped her orange juice. 

"Well?  Aren't you going to say anything?" Yukari pressed on.

Hitomi then realized that Yukari wasn't going to get her out of answering the question.  Damn it…why can't she just let up?  "Because I don't feel like I can.  I mean, for heaven's sake, Yukari, he pretty much accused me of going crazy, and that I was being anorexic, which  I wasn't even in the first place."

Yukari raised her brows.  "You were, Hitomi, it's pretty clear when you didn't eat for about two years."

Hitomi slammed her glass down.  "Oh God, not you too!  I was NOT anorexic.  It was trauma induced depression that led to not eating.  And I'll have you know that I have never eaten like a horse, and I am doing wonderfully!  Dr Akson said that we should cut my appointments down, because I'm doing so well."

Yukari waved her hand.  "All right, all right!  I admit, I shouldn't have said that, but I'm just worried about you.  I mean getting married is such a big responsibility, and you and Bradley seem to be having some problems."

Hitomi glanced down. 

Yukari pressed on.  "What's up with you two?  Everything's going perfect,  and then he asked you to marry him, and your relationship's been going down hill!  I'd think if anything would change, you'd be more in love."

Hitomi didn't say anything.

"Sure, I've never been engaged, or married, but you always here of engaged couples who are so happy together.  They do everything together, and everything.  And you and Bradley…well, right now you don't fit the bill.  I mean, sure you let him kiss you, but other than that, nothing.  You have such a mundane relationship.  God, most couples now a days are sleeping together, before they're even engaged!  And you won't even let him really kiss you!"

Hitomi looked up.  "I don't see why sleeping with someone is such a big deal.  I want to wait until I'm married.  I always have.  My mother was a virgin until she married my father, my grand-mother too.  It's unspoken that I remain a virgin till I'm married.  It's like really saving yourself."

"Oh come on, Hitomi.  I mean, we're in the twentieth century!  That's so old fashioned.  And even if you don't really want to have sex with him, you should at least let him kiss you, or even touch you.  What you and him do are no tongue, closed mouth and lipped kisses, things you do in middle school."  Yukari rolled her eyes.  "It's like you don't even love him, like you're just doing it to humour him, you're saving your self for your real true love."  And then Yukari gasped.

Hitomi was sitting there, with a shocked expression on her face, her eyes shining, as if she was crying, a tight expression on her face.  Her fork clattered to her plate.

Yukari closed her open mouth.  "Oh my God…I really hit the nail on the head, didn't I?"  When Hitomi didn't say anything, she pressed on.  "Oh God, I should have known!  The teachers, the doctors, they all started to leave you alone after you  started to get to know Bradley.  But before that, you kept on going on about this great boy, what was his name?  Like a car…Toyota?  No…Mercedes?  No, Van!  That's it, Van.  Van de Farnel.  You went on about him for two years, how you could speak to each other, how you met him."

Hitomi in the mean time had managed to pick up her fork, and gain her composure.  "Yukari-"

"No, Hitomi, let me think.  You were convinced you were in love with him…why didn't I see it?  It's obvious.  You were just using Bradley at first, and then you got to know him better, and-"  Yukari cut off, not wanting to continue.

Hitomi sighed.  "Kari-Yukari, let me explain.  I-I thought I loved Bradley, but now I'm not sure.  Yesterday I saw this fortune teller, so to speak, and I had this weird dream, and Van was in it, and then I saw my tarot cards, and had a vision, and-and I don't know what I want anymore.  Bradley is almost too over-protective.  He won't let me have any secrets from him-he even broke into my files at the doctor's!  That's illegal.  He should wait to hear it from me."

Yukari set down her fork.  "He just cares about you.  And I think it's time you gave this 'Van' up.  It was fine for a while to have this wonderful fairy-tale dream of the perfect guy, but know you're more than old enough to get over him, and you have Bradley, who is perfect, in my opinion.  He's doing this only because he cares about you."

Hitomi hadn't been really paying attention till the Van comment.  "What do you mean, 'fairy-tale dream'?  He was real, Yukari!  He even gave me his feather!  I gave him my pendant.  He held me."

"A guy with wings?  Come, Hitomi.  That's impossible.  And you lost your pendant, remember?  It fell off when you fainted, and you never found it.  That's why your mother gave you the other one."  Her eyes fell to the pendant Hitomi had on.

Hitomi reached for her pendant.  "But-but you were there.  When he came, remember?  The dragon?  You twisted your ankle.  Amano carried you.  I yelled at Van, he jumped out of the way, and then I slapped him.  The blue light?" 

Yukari sighed.  "Hitomi, look, you're okay.  You're in a restaurant, eating a meal with me.  You are not sick.  You haven't had a vision in years.  You don't believe in that stuff anymore."  She spoke slowly and clearly.

"You-you don't believe me."  It was a statement, not a question.

"Hitomi, I don't know what to believe.  I remember running after you, when you left, early that morning.  You started to run, and then you fainted. Your mother appeared and said you were feverish, she had hurried after you.  We helped carry you home.  She put you in bed.  We tried paging you, we came over everyday, but your mother said you were still sick, sleeping.  The we got a phone call.  You were awake, and well again.  You missed a week of school, and then started not caring.  You told us eventually about your dreams while you were sleeping." Yukari sighed, as she saw what Hitomi looked like.

"But, you were there, damn it, you were there!  You twisted  your ankle!" Hitomi stood up.

"Hitomi, I twisted my ankle, when I was trying to help carry you.  And about the boy and the dragon, sure, I remember, but only as a dream, you see?  It was only a dream.  You need to forget."  Yukari reached for Hitomi's hand.  "I'm worried about you, Bradley's worried about you.  Go take a vacation, rest for a bit.  But, Hitomi, listen to me.  Please, just forget."

Hitomi pulled away.  "I don't care, Yukari.  I could really give a damn.  It was not a dream, it was real.  And, if you won't believe me, then I really don't care.  I'm leaving!"  She grabbed her purse and stomped out of the restaurant, getting into her car.

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Hitomi sighed as she read a book.  She had driven straight to the library, and had spent the rest of her day studying and reading.  Her Thesis was done, and she had been studying her magic books.  They were quite interesting, really.  She had learned more about the different kinds.  It was hard to believe the book, but the more she read, the more she started to believe.  She had seen Bradley come in once, but after she had hidden in the bathroom, he left, pulling out his cell phone.  Hitomi had an idea who he was calling, a certain red-headed friend of hers.

She had eaten a small dinner of a salad, a roll and a tea, the University Library contained a small café, and she had an account there, which she was going to pay off when she graduated.  She yawned and stretched, checking her watch.  It was eighty-thirty, and she decided she should be getting home soon.

She stood, and gathered her things, sticking her Thesis, Magic Books and another novel into her backpack, and putting her purse on her shoulder.  She smiled and nodded to Lindsey, the student behind the counter at the Café, and left.  She ignored the small, tingly sensation she was feeling, deciding that it was probably just tiredness.

She walked out of the doors, into the back lot behind the library, climbing into her car, and driving home.  She parked her car, yawning, noticing that the tingling feeling was getting more severe.  She shrugged it off, and started towards her apartment complex's door, when there was a high pitch whistle.  Hitomi instantly covered her ears, and shoving everything out of her mind, prayed that nothing was wrong. She fumbled with her key, trying to open the door, thinking that she'd be safe once she got inside, when she was lifted up and disappeared.

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Finished!  With that chapter at least.  I've already started Chapter 3, so watch for it.  Hopefully I'll have it done in a week, we have Fall Vacation for two weeks, and I get to spend most of that on the computer, writing.  Anyway, hope you liked it, and please review. Constructive Criticism is highly appreciated.

-Jennie 9/24/02