Confession
Slayers fic by firedreamer

I don't know when I started liking the insults we traded, or when I noticed that his eyes sparkle like the amethysts from the loot I've liberated from bandits.

Maybe I liked him when I first saw him. He was different from most people I've met. Good looking, soft voice, with an air of mystery about him. He seemed to sincerely want to help us. Of course now I know most everything we do on his suggestion that backfires is his fault. That's what he does.

He kissed me before. That was different. The first time I was too shocked to react until he was out of reach. The second, well maybe I wanted it just a bit.

We've reached a comfortable relationship, this monster and I. I expect him to betray us, he does so, we shrug and make do with what's going on. Life's a great adventure anyway right?

I know he only stays because I'm destructive. Yes, I can admit I lose my temper a little too much. It's not my fault people make me angry. Why can't they be more intelligent?

If I told him I loved him, it would certainly be my death. Humans and Monsters can not love one another. I'll just keep this confession to myself. My own little secret longing.

He'll never know.

No one will ever know.