Author's Note: To the lovely, wonderful wide audience I have out there
cough please review! cough, my sincere apologies for taking so durn (durn?)
long to get the next chapter out. I played around with a few ideas for H
no K, and as you could see from my LAST disclaimer, I've been a little
under the weather. But now, I'm feeling genki genki again, so without
further ado, here's chapter 4. ^^
Disclaimer: blinks You must be joking. I don't own Slayers, but I wish I did, cuz then I wouldn't be poor after the hols! Having friends is all well and good until you have to buy them gifties, so don't sue me! ^^
"Blood seeped in stone."
Morning dawned chilly and bright, stretching rosy fingers towards the open window of Filia's room in the inn. As the light hit her eyelids, she muttered and turned her face away from the sun. As she rolled over, her arm hit something warm and solid. Cautiously, Filia opened her eyes a crack. Then a bit more- Was that XELLOS in bed with her????
"HENTAI NAMAGOMI!!!!" Xellos was rudely awakened by a good hit from mace- sama, who was being wielded by a very angry Ryuzoku. He blinked his eyes blearily, squinting up at Filia and rubbing his newly acquired bump.
"Ohayo, Filia-chan!"
Filia glared in her most threatening manner, though as she was clad in a frilly pink nightgown and her hair was sticking up every which way, the effect was rather humorous instead of intimidating. Xellos had to admit she did look a bit frightening, though.
"It is certainly NOT a good morning if you wake up to find a mazoku ecchi sharing your bed! GET OUT!"
Xellos pouted and rolled out from under the covers. Planting his feet wide, he put his fists on his hips and struck up the Justice Pose. (courtesy Amelia-san.)
"But Filia, it's cold on the floor! You wouldn't want your favorite mazoku freezing to death, would you?"
Filia sniffed haughtily and rose from the bed as well. "I don't HAVE a favorite mazoku, and if I did, it certainly wouldn't be YOU, Xellos. Besides, I don't think heartless creatures CAN freeze to death, so you be quiet and turn around while I get dressed."
Xellos sighed in resignation and faced the door. Filia made sure his eyes were closed (aren't they always?) before stripping and pulling on her priestess robes from the day before. Frowning, she surveyed herself from the neck down.
Hmm.I wear this everyday, shouldn't today be a special occasion? Filia looked once more at Xellos to see if he was peeking. No, he was still pouting at the wall, except now his arms were crossed.
Well, let him be a baby then, she thought to herself. She made her way across the room to a large oaken dresser. Opening one of the heavy doors, she found an outfit she liked but usually never wore as a proper priestess; a deep blue tunic with long sleeves and black leggings that ended in short black boots. On an impulse, she twisted her long hair into a braid and then wrapped it around her head twice. Once she was finished dressing, she turned around and called out to Xellos.
"Allright Mazoku, you can look now." Filia found she was speaking to air. Xellos reappeared behind her, fully dressed in his usual pants, but accompanied with a black lace-up shirt that looked as if it had been painted on him. Silver threads ran through the laces, and Xellos' short purple hair was tied up in a small tail at the back of his head. Over this, he had draped his cloak, as always, but even with the heavy dark material covering a good part of his body, Filia had a VERY hard time dragging her gaze away from the mazoku and meeting his upturned eyes. He grinned his trickster grin and held an arm out to her. Filia stared at it in confusion.
"Well, if we're both going to look special today, we might as well go down to breakfast in style," he offered. Still looking slightly dazed, she put her arm through his and followed him as he led her downstairs.
Sorry this chapter is so short, but I'm running short of time, too! casts furtive look at the garage door Chapter five is coming veryyy soon, tho, I just wanted to get this out to see if I still have an audience. ^^
Disclaimer: blinks You must be joking. I don't own Slayers, but I wish I did, cuz then I wouldn't be poor after the hols! Having friends is all well and good until you have to buy them gifties, so don't sue me! ^^
"Blood seeped in stone."
Morning dawned chilly and bright, stretching rosy fingers towards the open window of Filia's room in the inn. As the light hit her eyelids, she muttered and turned her face away from the sun. As she rolled over, her arm hit something warm and solid. Cautiously, Filia opened her eyes a crack. Then a bit more- Was that XELLOS in bed with her????
"HENTAI NAMAGOMI!!!!" Xellos was rudely awakened by a good hit from mace- sama, who was being wielded by a very angry Ryuzoku. He blinked his eyes blearily, squinting up at Filia and rubbing his newly acquired bump.
"Ohayo, Filia-chan!"
Filia glared in her most threatening manner, though as she was clad in a frilly pink nightgown and her hair was sticking up every which way, the effect was rather humorous instead of intimidating. Xellos had to admit she did look a bit frightening, though.
"It is certainly NOT a good morning if you wake up to find a mazoku ecchi sharing your bed! GET OUT!"
Xellos pouted and rolled out from under the covers. Planting his feet wide, he put his fists on his hips and struck up the Justice Pose. (courtesy Amelia-san.)
"But Filia, it's cold on the floor! You wouldn't want your favorite mazoku freezing to death, would you?"
Filia sniffed haughtily and rose from the bed as well. "I don't HAVE a favorite mazoku, and if I did, it certainly wouldn't be YOU, Xellos. Besides, I don't think heartless creatures CAN freeze to death, so you be quiet and turn around while I get dressed."
Xellos sighed in resignation and faced the door. Filia made sure his eyes were closed (aren't they always?) before stripping and pulling on her priestess robes from the day before. Frowning, she surveyed herself from the neck down.
Hmm.I wear this everyday, shouldn't today be a special occasion? Filia looked once more at Xellos to see if he was peeking. No, he was still pouting at the wall, except now his arms were crossed.
Well, let him be a baby then, she thought to herself. She made her way across the room to a large oaken dresser. Opening one of the heavy doors, she found an outfit she liked but usually never wore as a proper priestess; a deep blue tunic with long sleeves and black leggings that ended in short black boots. On an impulse, she twisted her long hair into a braid and then wrapped it around her head twice. Once she was finished dressing, she turned around and called out to Xellos.
"Allright Mazoku, you can look now." Filia found she was speaking to air. Xellos reappeared behind her, fully dressed in his usual pants, but accompanied with a black lace-up shirt that looked as if it had been painted on him. Silver threads ran through the laces, and Xellos' short purple hair was tied up in a small tail at the back of his head. Over this, he had draped his cloak, as always, but even with the heavy dark material covering a good part of his body, Filia had a VERY hard time dragging her gaze away from the mazoku and meeting his upturned eyes. He grinned his trickster grin and held an arm out to her. Filia stared at it in confusion.
"Well, if we're both going to look special today, we might as well go down to breakfast in style," he offered. Still looking slightly dazed, she put her arm through his and followed him as he led her downstairs.
Sorry this chapter is so short, but I'm running short of time, too! casts furtive look at the garage door Chapter five is coming veryyy soon, tho, I just wanted to get this out to see if I still have an audience. ^^
