Lokopata-sama: Chapter four is done too. You, know, I am starting to wonder
how long I can keep up this story.
Jpuff-chan: As long as you don't get brain damage from all the times that Filia or anybody else uses mace-sama on your head.
Lokopata-sama: Oh well, at least I got further then some empty-headed puffball that sings only one song.
D-sama: Oh, that's right. Have you got any words to a certain song yet Lokopata-san?
Lokopata-sama: Song? Oh, right. Um, here's a disclaimer, I don't own Slayers and don't sue me. So go ahead and read already, what are you hanging around here for!
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Brrinngggggg. alarm clock thought Xelloss as he groggily came awake. He got up and got into his school uniform. Homework was the first thing that popped into his head, and he decided that his mother should take the paper work, and so he left home without as much of a goodbye. He and his mother were not very close together and Xelloss didn't have any siblings. He didn't need friends either. In many ways, he was still a character that resembles a mazoku. He hardly ate, because after living for a few thousand years without the need of feeding, reborn as a human, it was very hard to get used to it. He enjoyed watching people go through a fit of negative feelings, even though it was no longer vital to him. He can also easily tell what others are thinking, owing to the constant practice from being a mazoku. Now that he was a human, it was a little harder for him to get used to being alone and isolated to himself. Even though it took a while, Xelloss didn't care. But now that Filia has come, he began to think a lot about his past, and that he has done.
Xelloss didn't have much time to contemplate anymore because he already got to the school gates. He looked up at the large clock near the school roof. Eight-fifteen. Sheesh, you'd think you are almost late and when you look at the time, you still have fifteen long minutes. Xelloss sighed. He looked up at his favourite tree in front of the school. Mmm, it's quite ironical if you think about it. I mean, it's only the second day of school and already he has a favourite tree.
During that time, Filia and her best friend Yuki were walking down the sidewalk, quite close to the school. Filia hadn't said much because she didn't actually have anything to say. This really isn't a very big deal since she is always a very quiet person. Yuki on the other hand really resembles Lina Inverse's fiery personality. Oh, yeah, I said this already. Anyway, Yuki really was quite sick of making useless stabs at the idea of conversation, and she was really getting quite annoyed. She just looked at Filia's blank empty face and said something that Filia didn't quite catch and ran away. Filia stared after her, mouth hanging open. She could tell that Yuki was now very angry with her, but she was sure Yuki would get over it after a while. Filia walked herself to the school gates and bumped into Xelloss again, as if she hadn't seen him enough last night, the day before, or in short, the last millennia or maybe even two.
"My, my, Fi-chan," Xelloss smirked, "you look like you just lost your best friend. Or maybe you did, hey look, isn't that her over there, crying her eyes out?"
Filia glared at him and commented with a slight smug smile before failing piteously, "You don't seem to have that regular look. Is something bothering you, or is all the loneliness catching on to you?"
He winced. What does she know about feelings anyway? Stupid question, Xelloss thought. She knew everything. As much as he hated to admit it, Filia knew much more about human emotions then he ever would in his entire life as a human. Filia is always so smug about everything. How does she hold her head so high? It's probably impossible for a mazoku to find out because it's just not really a mazoku's place to be so smug and high all the time. But Xelloss is not a mazoku anymore. He is no longer that Xelloss that is always behind people's backs, playing tricks and stays alone most of the time. Oh, it's useless, thought Xelloss. I am what I am, but can I really change that?
During class that day Xelloss stared blankly at his results from the pop quiz. 89 percent. Oh, sure, 89. 89. 89. 89 is the world's most stupidest number that appears on your tests. 89 doesn't look or sound as good as ninety. And it's only one percent away. Oh, well, Filia is little miss perfect, wonder what she got?
Filia stared blankly at her test. Sure it's a hundred percent. Perfect. Excellent. Great. Those are all comments that are used to describe her test, but she really didn't think that 100 percent going to make her mother THAT happy. Her mother was way too used to this stuff to care. At least she didn't have any homework tonight, owing to the fact that instead of Mr. Grauscherra, they got a bumbling supply teacher who couldn't even write "A" on the blackboard. Maybe she could go to Skippy's and get a soda with Yuki as a small celebration. Oh, right, Yuki isn't talking to her anymore.
The bell for lunch rang and the class rampaged out the door like a herd of rhinos. Filia dragged herself lethargically out of the room and grabbed her lunch at the cafeteria. Sitting on the window table, she chewed half- heartedly on the baloney sandwich. She just wished she could get a cup of tea and a nice piece of fruitcake instead. Even when Xelloss sat down on the bench across from her she didn't quite mind. Instead she started muttering to herself something Xelloss didn't quite catch. When Filia finished chewing the sandwich she started to sip from the straw of her Tetra Pack. And when the bell rang, Filia almost dragged herself to the classroom.
After school, Filia sat at Skippy's, the most popular restaurant and hang out in the town. Sitting at a table by herself really was strange. She simply stared blankly at everything. It's like she was in a trance or something. Finally, she began to think clearly and began to think of one thing. Her past. Why was it that she felt something was missing? Something that was part of her internal self, not her physical self. It felt like a piece of her heart was missing for an eternity, and it will stay missing as long as she doesn't do something. She was so occupied in thought that she didn't even notice when Yuki arrived and sat four tables down. Filia left without another word. Filia got home and was about to pack up for volleyball practice when her mother came upstairs to inform her that the practice was cancelled. Filia thanked L-sama graciously of her good fortune. No homework, no practice, no namagomi-
"-Filia, you have a phone call!"
Filia picked up the phone and her that annoying tone coming out of the end of the receiver. "Just to tell you volleyball practice is cancelled today. By the way, your friend is very sad, I bumped into her at Skippy's. She said you didn't notice her when she walked in. My, my, Fi-chan, you're still your selfish little self I see."
"You know, I don't need your chiding, namagomi. I'll be just fine by my self. Why do you even care about me? I thought you hated me."
"So you mean you don't think that I hate you now? After all you did say you thought."
Filia grew bright pink and was thankful that Xelloss can't see her from the other side of the phone. She mutters something about annoying namagomi EX- mazokus that become delirious after some thousand years. Xelloss however, smiles and giggles childishly and then suddenly hangs up the receiver. After a while, Filia called Yuki and apologies to her about this morning. "Gomenmasen, I was a little occupied this morning, you know, my mom she just got a new cellmate and then, well nevermind it's a complicated story and." Filia ran out of breath.
Yuki laughed softly at Filia's clumsy antics then said that she was sorry about being impatient. Filia said that if the homework doesn't excel the world records tomorrow then the two old friends can meet at Skippy's.
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Lokopata-sama: Almost got it, but I can't seem to get the words to rhyme.
Jpuff-chan: Forget the rhyming! Just type the words and then we can move on with life!
Lokopata-sama: No! .
D-sama: Well, we're sort of busy and those two are fighting. If you'll excuse me, I'll go sort those two out.
Jpuff-chan: As long as you don't get brain damage from all the times that Filia or anybody else uses mace-sama on your head.
Lokopata-sama: Oh well, at least I got further then some empty-headed puffball that sings only one song.
D-sama: Oh, that's right. Have you got any words to a certain song yet Lokopata-san?
Lokopata-sama: Song? Oh, right. Um, here's a disclaimer, I don't own Slayers and don't sue me. So go ahead and read already, what are you hanging around here for!
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Brrinngggggg. alarm clock thought Xelloss as he groggily came awake. He got up and got into his school uniform. Homework was the first thing that popped into his head, and he decided that his mother should take the paper work, and so he left home without as much of a goodbye. He and his mother were not very close together and Xelloss didn't have any siblings. He didn't need friends either. In many ways, he was still a character that resembles a mazoku. He hardly ate, because after living for a few thousand years without the need of feeding, reborn as a human, it was very hard to get used to it. He enjoyed watching people go through a fit of negative feelings, even though it was no longer vital to him. He can also easily tell what others are thinking, owing to the constant practice from being a mazoku. Now that he was a human, it was a little harder for him to get used to being alone and isolated to himself. Even though it took a while, Xelloss didn't care. But now that Filia has come, he began to think a lot about his past, and that he has done.
Xelloss didn't have much time to contemplate anymore because he already got to the school gates. He looked up at the large clock near the school roof. Eight-fifteen. Sheesh, you'd think you are almost late and when you look at the time, you still have fifteen long minutes. Xelloss sighed. He looked up at his favourite tree in front of the school. Mmm, it's quite ironical if you think about it. I mean, it's only the second day of school and already he has a favourite tree.
During that time, Filia and her best friend Yuki were walking down the sidewalk, quite close to the school. Filia hadn't said much because she didn't actually have anything to say. This really isn't a very big deal since she is always a very quiet person. Yuki on the other hand really resembles Lina Inverse's fiery personality. Oh, yeah, I said this already. Anyway, Yuki really was quite sick of making useless stabs at the idea of conversation, and she was really getting quite annoyed. She just looked at Filia's blank empty face and said something that Filia didn't quite catch and ran away. Filia stared after her, mouth hanging open. She could tell that Yuki was now very angry with her, but she was sure Yuki would get over it after a while. Filia walked herself to the school gates and bumped into Xelloss again, as if she hadn't seen him enough last night, the day before, or in short, the last millennia or maybe even two.
"My, my, Fi-chan," Xelloss smirked, "you look like you just lost your best friend. Or maybe you did, hey look, isn't that her over there, crying her eyes out?"
Filia glared at him and commented with a slight smug smile before failing piteously, "You don't seem to have that regular look. Is something bothering you, or is all the loneliness catching on to you?"
He winced. What does she know about feelings anyway? Stupid question, Xelloss thought. She knew everything. As much as he hated to admit it, Filia knew much more about human emotions then he ever would in his entire life as a human. Filia is always so smug about everything. How does she hold her head so high? It's probably impossible for a mazoku to find out because it's just not really a mazoku's place to be so smug and high all the time. But Xelloss is not a mazoku anymore. He is no longer that Xelloss that is always behind people's backs, playing tricks and stays alone most of the time. Oh, it's useless, thought Xelloss. I am what I am, but can I really change that?
During class that day Xelloss stared blankly at his results from the pop quiz. 89 percent. Oh, sure, 89. 89. 89. 89 is the world's most stupidest number that appears on your tests. 89 doesn't look or sound as good as ninety. And it's only one percent away. Oh, well, Filia is little miss perfect, wonder what she got?
Filia stared blankly at her test. Sure it's a hundred percent. Perfect. Excellent. Great. Those are all comments that are used to describe her test, but she really didn't think that 100 percent going to make her mother THAT happy. Her mother was way too used to this stuff to care. At least she didn't have any homework tonight, owing to the fact that instead of Mr. Grauscherra, they got a bumbling supply teacher who couldn't even write "A" on the blackboard. Maybe she could go to Skippy's and get a soda with Yuki as a small celebration. Oh, right, Yuki isn't talking to her anymore.
The bell for lunch rang and the class rampaged out the door like a herd of rhinos. Filia dragged herself lethargically out of the room and grabbed her lunch at the cafeteria. Sitting on the window table, she chewed half- heartedly on the baloney sandwich. She just wished she could get a cup of tea and a nice piece of fruitcake instead. Even when Xelloss sat down on the bench across from her she didn't quite mind. Instead she started muttering to herself something Xelloss didn't quite catch. When Filia finished chewing the sandwich she started to sip from the straw of her Tetra Pack. And when the bell rang, Filia almost dragged herself to the classroom.
After school, Filia sat at Skippy's, the most popular restaurant and hang out in the town. Sitting at a table by herself really was strange. She simply stared blankly at everything. It's like she was in a trance or something. Finally, she began to think clearly and began to think of one thing. Her past. Why was it that she felt something was missing? Something that was part of her internal self, not her physical self. It felt like a piece of her heart was missing for an eternity, and it will stay missing as long as she doesn't do something. She was so occupied in thought that she didn't even notice when Yuki arrived and sat four tables down. Filia left without another word. Filia got home and was about to pack up for volleyball practice when her mother came upstairs to inform her that the practice was cancelled. Filia thanked L-sama graciously of her good fortune. No homework, no practice, no namagomi-
"-Filia, you have a phone call!"
Filia picked up the phone and her that annoying tone coming out of the end of the receiver. "Just to tell you volleyball practice is cancelled today. By the way, your friend is very sad, I bumped into her at Skippy's. She said you didn't notice her when she walked in. My, my, Fi-chan, you're still your selfish little self I see."
"You know, I don't need your chiding, namagomi. I'll be just fine by my self. Why do you even care about me? I thought you hated me."
"So you mean you don't think that I hate you now? After all you did say you thought."
Filia grew bright pink and was thankful that Xelloss can't see her from the other side of the phone. She mutters something about annoying namagomi EX- mazokus that become delirious after some thousand years. Xelloss however, smiles and giggles childishly and then suddenly hangs up the receiver. After a while, Filia called Yuki and apologies to her about this morning. "Gomenmasen, I was a little occupied this morning, you know, my mom she just got a new cellmate and then, well nevermind it's a complicated story and." Filia ran out of breath.
Yuki laughed softly at Filia's clumsy antics then said that she was sorry about being impatient. Filia said that if the homework doesn't excel the world records tomorrow then the two old friends can meet at Skippy's.
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Lokopata-sama: Almost got it, but I can't seem to get the words to rhyme.
Jpuff-chan: Forget the rhyming! Just type the words and then we can move on with life!
Lokopata-sama: No! .
D-sama: Well, we're sort of busy and those two are fighting. If you'll excuse me, I'll go sort those two out.