II
Xelloss, for the first time in his life, was experiencing the true depths of "life sucks." He wasn't worrying about what exactly had happened at the moment, because he was really worried about something else. He stared, petrified (also a new, hateful experience) at a peacefully sleeping Filia. His nose was an inch from hers. What kind of cruelty was this? One minute he was going about his business and the next he was thrown into bed with a violent Ryuzoku. He figured there were two options for escape. One, he could blink out. Unfortunately, his body seemed to be a disgusting mass of flesh and blood now. He tensed the muscles in his legs. He could feel the muscles moving! It was gross! In any case, this meant that he had a physical body instead of an astral one, and he couldn't just blink into the Astral Plane.
A choice swear word entered his mind.
Option number two involved jumping up and hightailing it to the door. Or out a window. Unfortunately, he figured, Filia's wrath could probably envelope the entire world. He could never escape.
There had to be an option number three. There just had to be—
Her eyes opened.
Xelloss really tensed now. She blinked once, probably to clear her eyes and verify what her brain told her she saw, and then screamed, and pushed him off the bed. He crashed to the floor, which created another new, horrible experience—bruises.
"Ow…"
"WHATAREYOUDOINGINMYROOMNAMAGOMI?!!!!!!"
"I don't know."
"YES YOU DO!!!"
"No I don't."
"Yes you do!"
"Look, I am telling you, I do /not/ know!"
"YOU ALWAYS KNOW!"
"Well, thanks for the compliment, but that isn't true in this case."
Filia growled, watching Xelloss like a viper ready to strike. Xelloss worked on maneuvering himself into a standing position, noting with distress the green jammies with little yellow stars he was wearing. The standing position didn't work, and he just ended up falling into the corner of Filia's dresser, hurting himself more. He grimaced and decided to sit against the wall.
"Something is really wrong, isn't it?" Filia asked, holding her sheets protectively about her, though some natural slight concern was present in her voice. Xelloss glared up at her in response. "What happened, Xelloss?" she asked, studying him. She could feel no amount of negative energy that would signify the presence of a Mazoku.
"I think it made me into a Ryuzoku!" Xelloss said; tearing up from the exhaustive amount of emotion this new body gave him. Filia gasped. "And stuck me with the one person I hate the most in the entire world!" Filia whacked him over the head, knocking him out.
"Oops."