SECRET. A Slayers fanfic, by pandora's box, inc. Standard disclaimers apply.

Always I look at you secretly

For you are the greatest secret I keep

A secret I dare not whisper

A secret that I dare not speak

He enjoyed watching her like this. Hidden in shadows. Secretly. There was really no other way to look at her, as one needed to look, indeed, to stare rudely, as to fully appreciate just how exquisite she is.

And he would not show rudeness so openly. Oh no. She was far too good for that.

Better to be rude like this. With only yourself, and without witnesses.

Much more enjoyable, too. No interruptions, no complications, or uneasiness.

What a wonderful occupation this was!



Always hidden to everyone else

You are my precious, my fire

But it is something I would rather keep hidden

From everyone's prying eyes

She laughed at something her chimera friend had said. What a pleasant sound! If only it wasn't accompanied by the wave of nausea he felt when she laughed like this, could he truly enjoy it, but nevertheless.

She DID have that other smile, that ruthless, blood-chilling smile, that sent bandits and whatever else alike, fleeing from sheer and utter horror and fear.

And THAT was priceless. Especially to charming devils like him, however one may put it.

Demons, Devils, Mazoku. Who cares? It all boils down to the same thing.

Evil. Negative. Darkness. And that was exactly what he was.

Does it really matter anymore? No. it does not.

Only she does. For the moment.



Always this constant secrecy

This secrety spying on you

Because I could never really reveal

What I want from you.

She was alone a few hours after. They talked more often, she and the chimera, but in moments like these he truly loved to watch her.

When she was alone, she was her true self.

It was a dangerous privilege to watch her like this. But he risked it time and again.

Ah, but he did so enjoy doing things that would get him in trouble with her like this!

He didn't know how she did it, but she had captured his attention.

So much that she occupied his every waking "off-duty" moment.

Even when he attended to other things, he always came back to watch her at the end of the day.

His most personal, most private hobby.

Watching Lina Inverse.