A sole figure sluggishly shifted in their single bed as the sun's ray began to streak threw her curtain windows, illuminating small dust particles as they drifted in the air. The light slowly cast shadows amongst her room still filled with boxes and objects that reflected her daily life style and personality. The figure stirred again emitting a low groan as it felt the approaching of the morning and the new day to come. A hand shot out from beneath the covers and began to drag the blankets over their blonde head trying her best to stay asleep and dismiss the light...but alas to no avail. The person...er dragon sat up her soft pink comforters slid off her sky blue pyjamas as she pushed the rest of the linen off her body.
"Wha' time is it?" she mumbled to herself as she lifted up her left hand and rubbed the sleep out of her baggy eyes, still brimmed crimson. She looked to the left of her where her nightstand stood along with her clock radio, lamp and other items that stood dormant. The dragon took a rapid glance at her clock and it read 7:55 am. With a stifling yawn the girl arched her back in a stretch, which caused her tail to pop up and protract along with her in a synch motion. The pink ribbon at the end of her tail trembled in the sudden movement. The lizard hopped out of bed and landed on the carpet with a THUD! The ryuuzoku wheeled her attention to a particular article on her nightstand as her long blonde hair swished to the right. A small smile tugged at the corners of the girl's mouth as she lowered herself to stand stationary on her knees as she picked up the object with both hands, so tranquil with the item as if it would shatter from her touch.
"Good morning, Papa." she spoke in a downy voice looking at the picture frame that contained the image of her father when he was about 500 years old, but looked like a 22 year old in human form. His hair blonde hair slightly ruffled and showing a small tilt to the left and his cheeks were flushed red with excitement. You could see the blonde stubble growing on his chin and just beneath his bottom lip as his warm smile beamed up at the onlooker.
"Good morning, Mama." the girl choked, as she looked at the image of her mother whose right arm was linked with her father's left arm. Her long blonde hair flowed past her waist and her blue eyes sparkled with pride and curiosity. The dragon blinked back the tears that were welling within her azure eyes and placed the frame back on the stand as she stood.
Her father was away on a business trip and she hadn't seen him since her and her grandfather moved from Sayashima to Giga Tokyo, and she missed him terribly. But the main reason for her tears was the fact she had never met her mother she had passed away while the young girl began to hatch from her egg. A shattering roar brought the girl from her dreary thoughts as she heard the sign of her grandfather and that he was up.
"Filia, time to wake up!" he bellowed in a strict yet gentle voice. Filia bobbed her head and her smile was back on her milky white face as she stumbled over to a 3 pile tower of boxes and dug her arm into it's depth bringing out a pair of grey slacks and an old white shirt that had the words "Kawaii" printed on it with faded pink markings. As the dragon threw of her pyjamas and tugged on her pants and the slightly tight shirt she approached her door that laid ajar trying her best to not trip over boxes as she opened the door.
"Morning, Saichuro-ojisama!" she hollered as she teleported down the flight of the stairs and began to tuck away her scaly tail to the best of her abilities.
Filia delicately nibbled on her toast as she raised her free hand to grab her teacup and bring it to her lips. As the liquid touched her tongue she let out a sigh, she just loved peppermint. She took a glance at her grandfather whose face was buried in the morning paper, his coffee mug still puffing off the steam of the hazelnut flavoured brew. With a snort the paper folded and was placed on the table. Saichuro grabbed onto his mug and took a swig. The blonde viewed his old and writhed face. Not too long ago his white beard used to touch the floor until her father persuaded him to cut it, now it's only ¾ of it's former length.
"When's Papa....er I mean Oto-san coming back from his trip?" Filia asked putting down her toast and cursed herself for forgetting the proper way when respecting her family or let's just say her grandfather's way of the proper terms of respect. With a small frown from the older dragon he merely brushed a piece of lint from his maroon sweater vest and faced his granddaughter.
"I've just received Bazaard's letter it says he'll return tomorrow at 4:30. So you'll see him after you return from your first day of school at L.O.N. High." he stated as he dug his hand into his pants pocket and pulled up a piece of folded paper and handed it to the girl. The elderly dragon unfolded his newspaper and once again immersed his hook shaped nose back into the article he was reading. Filia looked at the parchment and soon she began read it's contents out loud:
Dear Filia,
friends at your new city, Giga Tokyo. I'll be coming home on Monday
around at 4:30. Be good for me to your grandfather and stay out of
trouble. I'll see you soon.
Love
Bazaard
Filia placed the letter on the wooden table and noted to her that the letter was unusually shorter than the other letters she received from her father; perhaps he was too busy to send a real lengthy letter. So the girl suppressed her troublesome thoughts as she picked up her light pink teacup and looked around her new house with consideration. There were boxes everywhere and so many electronic items were still not even close to being set up in their final stages. The dragon's gaze soon fell upon the black grand piano that lay still since Saichuro-ojisama placed it there. Taking the last bite of toast Filia gulped down the rest of her tea and stood. Her grandfather angled his paper so half his face was peaking out.
"Ready to start unpacking, Filia?" he asked as she nodded her head and rushed over to the piano lightly drumming her fingers against the keys. Her grandfather smiled and placed his newspaper down flat and gently rose from his chair. "Plenty of time for that Filia, we need to get this place cleaned up, pronto." he announced as he picked up a brown box with the words KITCHEN on it in black marker that laid near his feet.
"Hai, Saichuro-ojisama."
"There we go." Filia said as she placed two ceramic teacups in the china hutch and gently closed the cabinet. The young dragon wiped the sweat from her brow. Her and her grandfather have been unpacking all morning and she was getting a little tired and not to mention bored. She wanted to explore the city and not stay cooped up in the house all day long like some sort of chicken. The blonde ryuuzoku turned to her grandfather who was peering inside the refrigerator a stern look evolved on his face as he shut the cooler. "Something, wrong Saichuro-ojisama?"
The old dragon tapped his chin and gave the girl a scrutinizing look as of he were trying to decide on something with utter precision. "We don't have enough food for dinner. So I want you to go to the store and buy some groceries for tonight and you might as well explore the city." he exclaimed as Filia's face beamed at the chance to finally leave the musty house and go outside. The blonde clapped her hands together and smiled as she made a small twirl of delight.
"Thank you, Saichuro-ojisama. I'll just go change." she gushed as she dashed towards the stairs and hopped onto the first flight of steps, her golden hair bouncing along in her gentle steps as if it were doing some sort of jig to a fast beating dance. To the untrained eye you could see the dragon surrounded in a brilliant gold light that shone with the power of the gods as she teleported to her room with semi-impressive gusto, in a blink.
Filia accidentally knocked over boxes and piled them in a rather untidy stack all over her bedroom. With a shrill shriek from almost being crushed by tumbling objects the dragon finally found her black suitcase. She grabbed onto the zipper that lay dangly to the side and she gave it a good tug. The mouth split open in some deformed crooked smile as the ryuuzoku pulled out two stylish pieces of clothing.
"Here we go, just perfect." she smiled as she wiggled out of her grey slacks and pulled on her faded jeans shorts with fashionable white tufts of fabrics on the rim. The shorts only managed to go up to mid thigh, which looked very great on her. Then she tugged off her shirt and dragged on a fiery pink tank top with the picture of a silly purple monkey giving off a big grin and patting its bum as if it were teasing someone. Filia smoothed out her shirt as she made a quick stop to the bathroom to check out her outfit and briskly brush her hair back. She decided to put it in a braid and leave her bangs out at the front. With a quick nod of approval Filia teleported downstairs and almost landed smack into her grandfather who was holding a small sheet of paper.
"The grocery list." he stated as he handed the girl the small list with a small glimpse of the list and a grimace from seeing a particular ingredients for making Dradora Surprise Filia nodded her head. The older dragon dusted his hands together and picked up another box and went back to face his grandchild. "When you come back we shall start your violin lessons. You shall play Kanon D major by John Pachelbel." he ordered as the girl walked casually towards the door passing the sofa that laid despondent in the large living room.
"Hai." she chirped and placed her grip on the doorknob and smoothly drummed her freehand on her right pocket where dollar bills and keys lay forgotten. With a loud clearing from the throat Filia turned her attention back to her grandfather who seemed to have not had his full of say yet.
"Filia, this is a new and big city. Much different from where we used to live, the mazoku here are more pungent and involved in the society be wary of them and their deviousness," he warned as Filia put on a stern face, slipped on her blue sandals and opened the door. A small breeze swept in and the sunshine left a trail on the floor.
"I will and...oh Saichuro-ojisama do you know where Mace-sama is?" she questioned. She had somehow misplaced her mace when moving and she hasn't been able to locate it since and she was beginning to worry. Saichuro raised a white eyebrow and a sweatdropped formed at the back of his baldhead as he lowered the box he was carrying.
"I think I saw it in one of the boxes in the basement, I'll be able to find it before you return." he explained as the girl gave a disappointed sniffle and stepped outside shutting the door behind her.
Filia's eyes gleamed as she took in the scent of outdoors. The sun was out and shining in a majestic glory and there wasn't a cloud in the clear blue sky. The breeze was warm but had a refreshing coolness tinted in it. The dragon looked to the sides of her front yard, as it seemed stretch for a few yards. The estate her family lived on was definitely big enough for 3 golden dragons to live on but to humans it would seem this much space would be ludicrous as the girl squinted her eyes north she could see the shinning glint of the metal gates. Filia marched down the pass taking quick glances every left and right seeing birds fly from tree to tree and grey squirrels scuttle on the ground gathering as much nuts as possible.
"How lovely I must make a garden one of these days." she commented to herself as she saw a flock of violets swaying underneath an oak tree s haded from the sun by the tree's shadow. As the dragon was about to place her left foot on the ground she teleported just outside her front gates and smiled. She tilted her head to the side and viewed her house it was quite some distance away. But with a skip and a hop she was on her way taking good note of all the people she passed as she made her way to the market.
"That'll be a 10 000 yen, please." the cashier said in a squeaky voice as the clicking noise from the machine ceased and spit out the receipt. Filia dug her hand into her pocket and wrenched out a few bills and coins.
"Here you go." She placed the money in the cashier's small and dainty hands and smiled. The cashier smiled back and placed the currency in the machine. The woman straightened the thick glasses that stood crooked on the bridge of her nose and gave the dragon a dubious look.
"I take it you'll be starting school tomorrow." she squeaked in her raw and high pitched voice. Filia gathered her bags and nodded her head her braid flapping up and down and whacked her back in the process.
"Yeah, I'll be attending L.O.N. High....I think that's the name." the dragon replied as she started her transient towards the exit of the store. The cashier raised her eyebrows and frowned as if she tasted something rotten in her mouth.
"Oh, dear your attending that accursed school, well good luck." she mumbled the last part and turned her back on the ryuuzoku and faced her next customer who was a very irritated fox woman balancing two wailing pups in her arms as she tried to fish out money form her purse. Filia blinked at the strange words that woman just muttered and what they possibly meant but the girl shook the thought away as the electronic doors opened and closed before her. The dragon's eyes shone with excitement. All theses different types of people, even mazoku got along so casually with each other as they hustled and bustled down the streets and dashed into stores for the latest sales and gimmicks.
"Oh, that's the exact tea set I've always wanted!" the dragon swooned as she spotted it in a small antique pottery store. A tea set she had been looking for ages and here it was sparkling in some shop window. The dragons eyes lowered towards the price tag and her eyes bugged out and she shook her head. The set was over a million yen and she didn't have that type of cash.... perhaps in another 100 years. So Filia began her way down the street almost landing flat on her face when she caught her sandals in a small crack in the cement but luckily she regained her balance before making a total fool of herself.
"That smell." she murmured to herself as her nostrils picked up the fine and herbal aroma of coffee and exquisite yet spicy tea. It was coming form a small pub or perhaps shop at the end of the district. Filia looked up at the banner that lay slightly slanted to the right on the board it read: "Cozi's Cafe." The dragon peered inside the glass her cerulean blues eyes darting all over the place until her gaze caught onto a particular waitress who was serving a young couple coffee and croissants. The waitress had short light purple hair and her bangs seemed to cover her eyes almost giving her a conniving look. Filia shivered as she could sense something powerful from that woman as she began to back up and go on her way unaware that the waitress watched her go.
The day goes on and the sun goes into full bloom as the dragon basked in its rays checking out as many stores as possible. Her arms beginning to feel a tinge of soreness from holding the same bags in the same position for so long. Filia snuck her gaze towards a group of handsome young that were standing beside the bus stop; she could already feel her cheeks heating up when she saw their faces that she lowered her head and quickly turned not seeing the person who also wasn't looking, land smack into one another.
"Iya...my groceries!" she shrieked as one of her bags of groceries landed smack! on the pavement, you could see the some of the yellow yolks from the eggs oozing out from the bag. Filia knitted her brows together as she turned to the person she bumped into. Her face losing it's charming smile and was replaced with a frown.
"Ara, my ice cream cone!" he cried as his frosty treat landed plop! on the sidewalk rapidly turning into white sticky liquid as the sun's heat took it's toll on it. The boy angrily faced the dragon. "Next time watch where you're going." he snapped his shoulder length purple hair getting slightly ruffled. Filia's cheek flushed and she pointed a finger at the boy who she sensed was a mazoku.
"Me, you were the one who wasn't looking. Thanks too you I lost some of my groceries. The honourable thing for you to do is pay me back by buying me some new ones," she snapped back as the boy raised a purple brow above his closed eye. You could see the apparent disapproval and refusal inflicted on his face to Filia's request. The mazoku smirked and rubbed his hands against his light brown khaki pants and raised his arms to his chest, crossing them against his black silk shirt.
"Excuse me, Miss but I'm not giving you nothing because you bumped into me and you should buy me a new ice cream cone." he grinned his face growing a little more arrogant as he saw the dragon shake and tremble her shoulders in irritation and annoyance from the boy's proposal.
"I'm not giving you one yen, because you bumped into me!" Filia yelled her voice a lot louder and brutish than before that the boy twisted his grin into an arrogant smirk. Some people on the street had already stopped and started to view the spectacle that was happening between the two. The mazoku opened his mouth to retort but stopped and heaved a sigh.
"Forget it, I'm not giving you one yen either. So if you'll excuse me, Miss." he said in a soft voice turned on his heal and walked away leaving Filia to seethe and fume to herself about what to do about her groceries. The people began to gain their bearings and head on their way but stopped and craned their heads to see a very angry dragon stamp her feet and shriek in anger.
After a few rampaging and brutish stampings Filia decided to head back to the market and pay again for her squandered supplies that were now pavement pizza. She had been walking around for a few minutes and decided to stop at a fountain to catch her breath. The ryuuzoku placed one of her bags gently on the ground and fanned herself with her free hand. The heat was getting too hot and it was very uncomfortable at this temperature when she was in human form. Her body was telling her she needed something cool to drink and quick.
"Goodness, it's hot. I just need something to drink," she gasped as she scanned her vision over a group of ogres cackling over something and a werewolf who was clutching something in a brown envelope to his breast and then she spotted it. A hot dog vendor was walking slowly along the area and not only was he selling hot dogs and all its dressings and other salty snacks but sodas as well.
"Hooray!" she whooped as she hopped up and grabbed the bag that she lay on the ground and pushed her way towards the crowd until the vendor was just a few meters away. Filia's eyes widened as she saw there was but one soda left, it seemed that she wasn't the only one gasping under the cruel heat. But as Filia's widened eyes began to lower they shot up again as her now distraught face turned into a hateful grimace as she saw someone she wouldn't want to see again in her lifetime. The same mazoku boy who bumped into her before and it seemed like he had the same idea she did for he was heading straight towards the vendor.
"Hey, stop that's my soda!" she growled as she pushed her way through the crowd and slipped both her bags into the same hand so one would be free to grab the beverage. The boy grinned at her and raised his left hand. He then lifted up his index finger and waved it back and forth from left to right. He started to pace walk towards the vendor and he zigzagged his way through people towards the vendor. Filia didn't know why she was pushing herself to beat that guy but she didn't feel like losing to him so as she reached out to grab the soda dripping with water she felt a pressure on her hand. The boy grabbed the can at the exact same moment she did. "Let go, I got it first." The dragon growled pulling the can towards her but the boy wouldn't have it as he wrenched the can towards him. They both continued to tug-a-war the can and Filia's arm was getting real tired whoever this mazoku was he was very strong. The mazoku flashed a smile and placed his free hand into his pocket and turned his head. His violet hair sloshing to an odd angle and wiped him in the face so that he could face the vendor who was still watching there tug-a-war with a baffled and confused expression on his rosy and plump face.
"Oh, my what's happening there, aren't those the two kids from before." A group of woman said as they stopped to watch the two teens bicker over a pop can. A few people began to gather and watched the quite alluring scenario, as two kids seemed to be fighting over a worthless soda.
"Oh! Kawaii, a young couple fighting." An elderly female elf said as she clapped her hands together and beamed a smile remembering her old romances in her long lifetime. Filia turned her head towards the elder and her opponent did the same both of their faces glowering with irritation.
"We are not a couple!" they yelled together in perfect synch and flushed red as they turned to face each other and began to pull harder as they heard some laughs and giggles from the crowd. The mazoku boy seemed to be putting more concentration into digging something from his pants pocket than the soda he was trying to wrench from the dragon.
"Oji-san, here you go." He said dishing out a few coins and tossing them to the vendor. Filia blinked and quickly let go of the can as they boy slightly stumbled back in surprise from her sudden action. The blonde growled. Thinking to herself why she didn't do that in the first place than participate in some worthless struggle. The boy gave her a grin and lifted his finger and opened the can and brought it to his lips with a small smirk but then the can descended.
"I would share this with you miss, but I don't think selfish dragons such as yourself should receive any. Besides soda has a lot of calories and we don't want you to gain anymore weight do we know?" he cooed in a sugary fake voice dripping with so much venom that it actually did sting in Filia's ears. The ryuuzoku's face turned red and she lowered her gaze to stare at her feet her shoulders twitching every few seconds as she stumbled for a comeback, her mind questioned to herself how he knew she was a dragon and not mistaken her for an elf with her long ears, but that didn't matter right now. She could feel herself losing control of her human form. The boy took a sip form his beverage and gave her an evil smile as he saw her fumble for words.
"Oya, oya lost your quick tongue have you know. Well I guess I shall be taking my leave, Little Dragon. Oh and you should practice concealing your form better...your tail is showing...nice ribbon." He chuckled as he turned around and began to walk away but soon stopped as he heard her murmur something in a hissing tone as he quickly spun around to face the girl.
"Namagomi! You are such a smart-ass namagomi that thrives on the suffering of others!" she yelled her tail swishing from left to right. Filia looked up at the boy's visage and a smile crept onto her face as she saw the boy's grin turn a little strained and the corners of his lips twitch. But he merely turned around and gulped down the rest of the liquid. But he wasn't done there he tossed the empty can behind his back and it landed on Filia's head and bounced into a nearby trashcan. The blonde blinked and knitted her brows together as she heard the boy laugh to himself as he continued to walk further and further away and she could no longer keep her form as a golden light transfixed around her. People gasped and pointed as now the young blonde was replaced with a very angry golden dragon it's scales reflecting the luminous light of the sun. The mazoku with purple hair stopped and turned around his left brow rose in amusement as he saw the dragon bear it's fangs at him.
"Little Dragon, you should revert back to human form you are going to get into a lot of trouble for this. You are definitely not old enough to keep your natural form in this city you have to be over 100." He replied in a smooth and silky voice, unrifled by the fact that the dragon was still glowering at him. Filia shook her massive head and stomped her feet mindful of the people below she could crush in an instant.
"I don't care how much trouble I get in. Namagomi, I challenge you. Come on and fight me!" she snarled her teeth drawled up and reflecting a malicious glint that made the people down below shiver in fear. The mazoku's face brightened with fascination and he shrugged his shoulders in a monotonous sigh. He planted his beige shoes together as he soon began to levitate off the pavement and rise at equal level with the ryuuzoku. The mazoku moved his left arm and inched it towards the snout of the dragon wary of the fact that she might just chomp his arm off with one bite.
"Yare, yare so selfish." he said opening his left eye reach revealed a cat-like slitted pupils with an amethyst colouring that reflected an eerie glint...then he winked at her. "It would be interesting if we met again ne, Little Dragon." He whispered as he poked her on the snout and vanished small tendrils of black energy contaminated the air with his departure. Filia blinked and wrinkled her nose in disgust as her mind tried compromising the situation until her pupils shrunk in rage. She snapped her mouth open and let out a roar of anguish that made the earth tremble, and then quickly closed her jaws. With a sigh a yellow light surrounded her once more until she was on the ground and reverted totally back into her human guise. With a growl she swapped at the handles of her bags and hefted them against her shoulders and she went on her way. Unaware of all the scared and blue faces she passed as people cleared a path for her and muttered a few words along like:
"My, my she's almost as hot-headed as that girl Lina Inverse."
After a long day of unpacking and violin lessons Filia was once again hunkered in her bed ready to drift of to the magical world of slumber land. The blonde stared at her ceiling her mind still mingling on the scene where that boy called her selfish and poked her nose.
"That Namagomi, next time I'll see him...oooh." she growled as she reached under her blankets and took out something very large, spiky, and heavy. "Next time I see him I'll give him a thorough introduction to Mace-sama." She giggled to herself as she gave the lethal weapon a small swing the air making a small swoop with her powerful swipe. With a yawn the dragon placed the weapon down beside her as her eyelids grew heavy and she drifted off to sleep.
A/N: I know the Slayers in high school theme has been done but I've always wanted to try it for myself. So what did you think are you guys confused. Are Xellos and Filia in character. Do you have any suggestions or ideas you can give me. Criticism is welcomed. Feedback people so read it and review it. Oh yeah if the format of the story is really weird and messed up sorry this was first time trying to do html codes so e-mail me if the format is all crappy.