Crossed Loves
A F/X, A/Z. Kind of...
I don't own Slayers. Please don't sue. There... I'm done... happy?
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Part 1.
Raindrops hit her body, sliding downwards twards the ground as she stands outside her house. The sun is just coming up in the early morning as Filia tilts her head up twards the open sky and the rain lathers her face with its tiny droplets, collecting in pools where her skin bends to form my eyes and ears. A growl of thunder accompnies a burst of light as she opens her mouth, filling it with water. Her dress is soaked throught and she shiver in the cold, but she cannot go back to the sanctuary of her house. She smiles...almost to myself as she thinks of her life. This smile...she can't quite make anything out of it. She's happy, but also saddened at the same time and she wonders how this is portrayed on her face. A second growl of thunder brings her back to the present, and,collecting the bottom of my dress so she can walk easier, she heads out into the storm.
The light is gentle that shines through the windows of the small cottage, and Zel smiles to himself as he yawns and stretches. He had taken the liberty to wake up late this morning so Filia was probably already out working on her pottery. Today will be a good day, he determines. But then again, everyday had been a good day hadn't it, since he married Filia. She's such a kind person isn't she, he thought to himself. It was good for me, marrying her. He has such a calming nature. And the wedding gifts had been wonderful as well. From Lina and Gourry, promises to write and a restraint from eating the new groom out of his home. From Amilia, a justice speech and a little money from her father. Poor kid, he thought with a grin. She gave me all she had. But supprisingly enough, Xellos had given him the best wedding gift, in fact, the best gift he had been given. What (he swore) were instructions on ubtaining the Claire Bible. Of course, they were written in a foreign language, but he had someone working on it. Yes...all in all it was a wonderful day.
Amilia stood at a window in the study, looking out opon the open country side. How she longed to be out there with Mrs. Lina and the group going on adventures as they used to do. But then again, there was no more group after Mr. Zelgadis and Ms. Filia had married and decided to settle down, and Mr. Xellos had been relevied of his job of watching over them, or whatever it was he was up to. She thought, strangely that she had seen something in Mr. Xellos's eyes on the day of the marriage. Something...something human, and she had looked away ashamed at seeing something she most certainly was not suppose to see. Everyone in the group had been shocked with Mr. Zelgadis's proposal, even Mr Xellos seemed to falter for a little while, but most of all, her. She had most certainly thought that this would happen and that this was all a joke. But it wasn't, and she teased herself cruely wondering why she was still so amazed. Surely you still didn't think that he would marry you, did you? I thought you had gotten over that fantasy...
Xellos stood outside the door to his Masters room with a sort of apprihension about him. It wasn't like her, calling him out of a mission like this. He had been contacted by her while he was causing mayhap on a bunch of unfortunate sorcerers and he had rushed here as soon as he could. A lot of thoughts crossed his mind as he stood there waiting for Zelas to summon him in. Had he done something wrong? Had something new come up? Was there an unexpected turn in the plan? Was Filia okay? He shook himself suddenly. Where had that last thought come from he asked himself. She wasn't certainly any part of his mission, and although he had been a little surprised at her marriage to Zelgadis, it was nothing to bother himself with. Besides, his fun would come from Zelgadis latter when he discovered that the instructions were instructions for making a new type of meatloaf. There was no reason for him to be thinking about Filia at a time like this. At that moment, the door opened and, straightening himself, he walked into the room.
Zelas, Beast Master, stood looking around her room. She always did this when someone walked into it without knowing the reason. It was a sort of test for her diciples to see how easily they would get nervous and look around the room trying to spot what she was looking for. Many of them "failed" miserably in the test, and she would send them out on pointless errands as to disgrace them, but Xellos, her lead servant of whom she was most proud had never failed. Not even when she had brought him in for the first time when he was only a little boy. There he stood, proud and errect, looking at her waiting for her to finish what she was doing to address him. Since then, it had stoped being a test for them, and more like a game. They didn't have to do this, she thought, he had passed the test and she knew he was capable of passing it again but to her it was a sort of ritual, and she enjoyed doing it. But today...today was different. Instead of standing at attention, he nervously shook himself back and forth. His eyes did not wander with hers, but there was this distinct feeling of anxiety in him which she relished. Oh, poor Xel-kun, she thought happily to herself, what is the matter poor baby?, She thought as she laughed to herself.
