Dragon Slave - A Slayers spamfic.
Warning: Horrible Puns served with a twist of Lime ahead. Massive amounts of OOCness.
Disclaimer: You want good fan fiction? Don't look at me.
The Slayers were at an inn. Gourry and Lina were in the middle of one of their typical meals. This means that they had just finished eating enough to feed twenty starving people for a week, and were going to continue.
Zelgadis was sipping at a mug of something hot and steaming and trying to act like he didn't know them.
Lina paused, gulped down the food she had been eating, and said, "Hey. Anyone seen Xellos recently?"
Zelgadis looked up. "No. And come to think of it, I don't think I've seen Filia, either..."
"Huh. Wonder what happened to them?"
Suddenly, the wall of the inn blew up and a disheveled figure stumbled in.
"Xellos?"
Indeed, it was Xellos. But he was not the same Xellos they had grown to know and...tolerate.
He looked rather like someone who hadn't eaten, slept, or showered in over three days. Instead of his normal priest-like robes, he was wearing an elaborate costume of...leather. It looked rather like Naga's arrangement of straps, but far less modest. Small steel spikes studded the leather straps that criss-crossed his body. Around his neck was a studded collar with a long leather leash hanging down from it.
"Help me...She'll never let me go! She's insane!" he gasped out.
The irony of a mazoku calling someone else insane was not lost on anyone there.
Then, Xellos stiffened in terror as a a female voice floated into the inn.
"Oh, Xelly-baby...You left the playhouse, you naughty, naughty, man..."
A blonde vision sauntered into the inn, her high heels clicking on the floor. The bright ruby red leather of her costume almost - but not quite - managed to cover up her body. A long leather whip was lightly grasped in her hand, the end of it trailing on the floor.
Lina gaped. "Filia?"
The ryuuzoku ignored her, stalking up to Xellos. With an expression that was as much baring of fangs as it was a smile, she grabbed the leash trailing down his back and jerked him to his feet.
"What have I told you about running off like that, Xelly-baby?"
"I'm sorry, Mistress..."
She walked to the hole in the wall, pulling Xellos through. He cast one last imploring glance back at Lina before they vanished into the night.
A long silence hung in the air of the inn, all the customers too shocked to speak. Zelgadis broke the thick veil of silence with a single comment.
"Well...That brings a whole new meaning to the words Dragon Slave."
Notes: I'm not sure what brought this on. I've read a lot of Slayers fics lately, and this popped into my head after a while. Yes, I know this is massively unlikely, if not downright impossible. So? I wrote because it amuses me, really. You don't really have to like it. And...This was my Second Slayers fic. Yay! Happiness!