Dislaimer: Hi, well this is my first fanfic so please be gentle with me, consructive critism is welcome, flames will be laughed at. I do not own the Slayers, I am merely borrowing them for my own enjoyment ^.^

CHAPTER 1

An angry storm had overcome Wolf pack Island, devistating the entire Isle. Huge black clouds covered the sky, putting all into total darkness, the only lightsorce provided by the numerous lightning bolts that terrorized the skies. The occupying population of wolves were left with little choice than to seek shelter at their mistresses' castle near the edge of forest, lest they be stripped from the land by the shear ferocity of the wind, let alone the pelting rain and hail that threatened to give any creatures, brave or foolish enough to not seek shelter, a serious headache or concussion. Whilst things where bad on the outside of the castle walls, a more devastating storm was brewing on the inside, well, on the inside of a trickster priests' private study to be exact.

'Why, why, why, why, WHY?????' Xellos angrily paced his entire study. The usual cheerful mask completely forgotten as he edgily sat down on one of the many cushions positioned around the room.

Images of a certain blonde haired dragon seemed to haunt his thoughts. Those in particular of the time said dragon gave him a surprisingly genuine smile during their final battle with Valgaav/Darkstar.

"ARRG, Stupid dragon! Of all the things to do of all the times, you pick right then and there to show me affection? During MATING SEASON!?!?"

It was true, sometime during his travels with Miss Lina and company during the Darkstar campaign, Xellos Metalium had entered mating season for his species. At this time they are susceptible to forming irreversible and unbreakable bonds with a future mate. Although since it is never in a monsters best interest to get into any sort of attachments with another being, aside from their masters, they usually avoid any contact with any other beings, opting instead to hide away and 'wait it out'.

However at the time for Xellos, he found that he couldn't afford to disappear until the end of mating season (which could last anywhere from 2 weeks to 2 months) during the Darkstar campaign, lest he fail the mission given to him by his Mistress.

"Although" Xellos contemplates with the otherwise empty room, "I really thought that I would've been able to have some control over the urges, so long as none of Miss Lina's group showed me signs of open affection, which is basically the catalyst for the bonding that occurs during a monsters mating season. Never in my thousand of existence did I expect o be given open affection during this small period of time, least of all by HER!"

Xellos ran a hand through his bangs in frustrated confusion. "Why Filia, why? Why smile at me at that instant, you stupid dragon you have no idea how impeccable your timing is"

Xellos sighed, 'then again, I guess I am also to blame for this little predicament, I did let slip that I was in love with her, well not exactly in love with her, more that I was happy she was back to her old stubborn self, hey wait a sec, since when did I start to care at all? The distraught and distant Filia would have been a lot easier to control and manipulate, and yet, I found that I didn't want Filia to be so compliant. I enjoyed the challenge she provided. I grew fond of the unique spark of life and fire in her eyes, especially when it turned into a raging inferno during our little verbal spars, she always gave off a rather addictive flavour when she was mad or flustered.'

Xellos licked his lips seductively at the memory of their many arguments and the delicious rage that his dragon would produce, wait a minute, his dragon? Now where did that come from?

'Well' thought Xellos, 'technically she is his dragon now. Once a monster has made a bond with an intended mate, there is not a force in the world that could break it, it was indestructible, and it was for life. And for one such as him, that was a very long time!'

"Well, sitting her brooding about it will solve nothing", Xellos rose from the floor cushions and retrieved his staff from its resting position in the corner of the study. "Time to go pay a certain dragon a visit, but first, I'll make a quick stop along the way" Then before a person could blink, he was gone, and the storm outside the castle settled.