Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine, and that whole spiel. Also, if you dislike the Xelloss and Filia pairing... well, too bad! ;P Don't read this, I suppose.
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It had been a long journey, and all of them were tired. Lina Inverse, firey-tempered, flat-chested redhead settled down under a tree, exhausted. She sighed, her eyes pouring with a waterfall of tears.
"I'm so hungry!" Lina fell over sideways and started to chew on the nearest object.
"Hey, Lina! That's not food!" A tall blonde man tore his foot away, sat under a tree and glared at her while nursing his foot.
"But Goooouuuuurry!" Lina's cheeks were suddenly suken in, and she looked much thinner than before.
"Um... Lina-san, I think you have a problem," Much better endowed and yet so childlike, the Princess of Seillune turned her head to look at her companion from the fire.
"Just give her something to eat," A chimera grumped from his spot under a tree.
"Foooood...Ameria... Zel..." Lina started to cry again, little pendulum tears floating from her eyes.
"My, my, looks like you're all out of food..." A mysterious shadow leaped from a tree branch, revealing a purple-haired priest.
He was ignored by all-the first three messily 'eating' food that a fifth, a blonde woman remembered, the chimera, and the blonde herself.
Silence fell over the night-time scene, and he scoffed from his perch in the tree.
"Why am I here? It's not like I enjoy the company." The mazoku watched them as they drifted off to sleep, one by one.
First to go was Gourry, who didn't snore, for once. Lina collapsed next to him, fell asleep, and wrapped her arms around Gourry's body, unaware of what she was doing. Ameria was attempting to snuggle into sleep with Zelgadis, who was protesting weakly. Eventually they fell asleep, Zelgadis holding her tightly, a slight blush playing across his stone-riddled face, even in his sleep.
Only Filia, the blonde, remained awake now. Unaware of being watched, the former priestess hugged her knees to her chest and looked wistfully at the other couples, nose turning a faint pink as she fought tears.
Xelloss felt an unfamiliar pang in his stomach, almost overwhelming enough to hurt.
Filia gazed up into the sky, and whispered.
"Why am I alone? Right now even that awful mazoku would be good company."
On cue, he appeared next to her, "Is that so?" His tone was almost mocking, riling her. /Come'on, yell at me/ he thought, /it'll be funny to see you make that cute... that stupid face and I can call you a selfish dragon/
Instead she looked up at him, not bothering to conceal tears, "I... suppose so, Xelloss-san." Her voice was soft, wavery, and full of sadness. He pouted inwardly. /No response? No anger? Where is that selfish dragon I love..../ Outwardly he sneered, "Well I don't keep selfish dragons company," and transported to a tree far enough away to be discreet. His heart pounded, a feeling he had never felt, not even around Lina.
"What is wrong with me?"
The sound of crying came from the clearing, obviously Filia's voice. His stomach lurched again, and he felt an overwhelming pull toward her.
"Why do I want to comfort her? She's one of the ryuzoku, and we hate each other. A selfish golden dragon priestess. And stupid..." He stood on the branch, listening to the tears for a moment, "Just like Lina-san..." His eyes flew open, and his knees buckled to the tree.
"Baka..." he cursed at himself for showing weakness, and dropped down to walk back to the clearing. Xelas-sama told him to watch over their group, after all. They had a way of attracting useful people. But her priest/general always found a private reason as well, and he hated that aspect of himself. After all he, as a mazoku, should not /feel/ anything.
Filia sobbed into her dress, not caring if the noise woke up the others, "He's so mean! I am not a selfish dragon!" In a fit of sorrow she rose, lashing out with her mace. It lodged into a tree, splintering the oak in half, and she ran, sobbing, into the woods.
"I hope I never see him again! He always calls me a se..self..selfish dra-a-a-gon! He's a dirty, murdeous, filthy namagomi of a /mazoku/!" In pain, she lashed out, knocking branches out of her way. Suddenly, she ran right into the one person she was cursing.
"Baka! You're so selfish you can't even watch where you're going!" Xelloss smirked at her, and she started bawling even harder, not noticing the startled and perhaps soft tone of his voice.
"Namagomi!" Was all she could get out between sobs, laying on the ground like a four year old, clutching to the fabric of his cloak.
He stared at her, his heart pounding even harder. /Xelas-sama, what is this?/
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It had been a long journey, and all of them were tired. Lina Inverse, firey-tempered, flat-chested redhead settled down under a tree, exhausted. She sighed, her eyes pouring with a waterfall of tears.
"I'm so hungry!" Lina fell over sideways and started to chew on the nearest object.
"Hey, Lina! That's not food!" A tall blonde man tore his foot away, sat under a tree and glared at her while nursing his foot.
"But Goooouuuuurry!" Lina's cheeks were suddenly suken in, and she looked much thinner than before.
"Um... Lina-san, I think you have a problem," Much better endowed and yet so childlike, the Princess of Seillune turned her head to look at her companion from the fire.
"Just give her something to eat," A chimera grumped from his spot under a tree.
"Foooood...Ameria... Zel..." Lina started to cry again, little pendulum tears floating from her eyes.
"My, my, looks like you're all out of food..." A mysterious shadow leaped from a tree branch, revealing a purple-haired priest.
He was ignored by all-the first three messily 'eating' food that a fifth, a blonde woman remembered, the chimera, and the blonde herself.
Silence fell over the night-time scene, and he scoffed from his perch in the tree.
"Why am I here? It's not like I enjoy the company." The mazoku watched them as they drifted off to sleep, one by one.
First to go was Gourry, who didn't snore, for once. Lina collapsed next to him, fell asleep, and wrapped her arms around Gourry's body, unaware of what she was doing. Ameria was attempting to snuggle into sleep with Zelgadis, who was protesting weakly. Eventually they fell asleep, Zelgadis holding her tightly, a slight blush playing across his stone-riddled face, even in his sleep.
Only Filia, the blonde, remained awake now. Unaware of being watched, the former priestess hugged her knees to her chest and looked wistfully at the other couples, nose turning a faint pink as she fought tears.
Xelloss felt an unfamiliar pang in his stomach, almost overwhelming enough to hurt.
Filia gazed up into the sky, and whispered.
"Why am I alone? Right now even that awful mazoku would be good company."
On cue, he appeared next to her, "Is that so?" His tone was almost mocking, riling her. /Come'on, yell at me/ he thought, /it'll be funny to see you make that cute... that stupid face and I can call you a selfish dragon/
Instead she looked up at him, not bothering to conceal tears, "I... suppose so, Xelloss-san." Her voice was soft, wavery, and full of sadness. He pouted inwardly. /No response? No anger? Where is that selfish dragon I love..../ Outwardly he sneered, "Well I don't keep selfish dragons company," and transported to a tree far enough away to be discreet. His heart pounded, a feeling he had never felt, not even around Lina.
"What is wrong with me?"
The sound of crying came from the clearing, obviously Filia's voice. His stomach lurched again, and he felt an overwhelming pull toward her.
"Why do I want to comfort her? She's one of the ryuzoku, and we hate each other. A selfish golden dragon priestess. And stupid..." He stood on the branch, listening to the tears for a moment, "Just like Lina-san..." His eyes flew open, and his knees buckled to the tree.
"Baka..." he cursed at himself for showing weakness, and dropped down to walk back to the clearing. Xelas-sama told him to watch over their group, after all. They had a way of attracting useful people. But her priest/general always found a private reason as well, and he hated that aspect of himself. After all he, as a mazoku, should not /feel/ anything.
Filia sobbed into her dress, not caring if the noise woke up the others, "He's so mean! I am not a selfish dragon!" In a fit of sorrow she rose, lashing out with her mace. It lodged into a tree, splintering the oak in half, and she ran, sobbing, into the woods.
"I hope I never see him again! He always calls me a se..self..selfish dra-a-a-gon! He's a dirty, murdeous, filthy namagomi of a /mazoku/!" In pain, she lashed out, knocking branches out of her way. Suddenly, she ran right into the one person she was cursing.
"Baka! You're so selfish you can't even watch where you're going!" Xelloss smirked at her, and she started bawling even harder, not noticing the startled and perhaps soft tone of his voice.
"Namagomi!" Was all she could get out between sobs, laying on the ground like a four year old, clutching to the fabric of his cloak.
He stared at her, his heart pounding even harder. /Xelas-sama, what is this?/