Author Notes: o.0 And again with the writing! ^-^ Yaaaaaaaaay! Though it hops around a bit… -.-; Tell me if it hops around too much, and I'll fix it! I do not own Slayers… I may wish I owned it, but I don't. *sulks* Nor do I won the italic words in the ~ ~ ~ ( ) ~ ~ ~ …
~ ~ ~ (Nagarete yuku, mizu ni utsuru, omoide no danpen…) ~ ~ ~
Filia had been reading for quite a while. She was halfway done with what she vowed to read earlier.
"…and the Shadow race died out from natural causes… I hope it was natural." She muttered. She was finding this chapter particularly interesting. It is said that the Shadow Ryu race was the first to die out, and that much wasn't know about them. What she did read was very interesting though she absently thought.
"…a colorful Shadow dragon race. If it is supposed to be a shadow shouldn't be various shades of gray?" said a voice from over her shoulder.
Filia jumped with enough force to knock the couch back.
"So jumpy Filia." Xellos said stepping back out of harm's way.
"I wouldn't talk if I were you. I happen to be able to step in a kitchen and come out clean." Filia glared up from the ground.
"I happen to be able to keep a level voice." Xellos rocked on his heels and grinned.
"…" Filia continued to glare.
"…shouldn't you do something about that?" Xellos pointed to Filia's dress, which hadn't been pushed back up when she fell backwards.
"Eep!" Filia squeaked turning tomato red while making sure she was decent again. When she had gotten to her feet and smoothed out her dress she made sure to send an extra nasty glare to the namagomi mazoku in front of her. Not being able to think of a retort beyond, "You, you… you!!!" she drew forth her metal spiky oval ball and attacked.
The next thing the golden-haired dragon knew she had crashed into the wall mace-sama-less.
"Filia, is this how you greet all your guests?" Xellos asked slyly hefting the mace.
"You… give it back!" Filia charged again, and tripped over the couch when Xellos teleported out.
"So possessive Filia." The violet haired mazoku chided. "Maybe I should hold onto this until you learn some manners."
"Grrrrrrr…" Filia turned around and blinked, the mazoku was nowhere in sight.
~ ~ ~ (Anna omoi, kurikaesanai, sou kokoro ni chikau…) ~ ~ ~
Xellos dropped the mace on a shelf. It had worked, he felt a little better now. Zelas had explained what might have been wrong, why he had been a bit more… susceptible to this for a lack of a better word. Maybe he would even tell if… nah. Best not.
The damage had already been done Xellos thought while sitting down in a chair and looking at the… his tail.
Since most mazoku had a basic, or rather true form on the astral plane, and second inherent physical form as well. It didn't take any energy to hold one's true form, and little was needed to hold the secondary form. To choose a different form would be more energy draining. True forms could not be changed, secondary forms could, but with great difficulty and effort. {n.n Er, just a theory of mine.}
Xellos glared at the tail, now his secondary form had another problem with it. At least no one noticed it easily. If he concentrated, he could keep it still, and therefore unnoticeable as possible.
He wouldn't have gone back to Filia, but he had been sulking around Wolf Pack for the few days after he had blacked out and… acquired his new accessory. Zelas had gotten fed up with her minion and thrown him off the island for a few hours. He had used the visit as a test of sorts to test his control.
Hmmm… speaking about control he wondered if maybe-
"I thought I said no more brooding, you've done quite enough of that." A voice half growled, half purred.
The violet haired mazoku sweat-dropped at the fact he hadn't noticed Juu-ou had come up behind him. "I am?"
"Either go out and visit that dragon of yours or I invite Deep Sea Dolphin over." Zelas put on a higher pitched voice, "Dolphin wants to visit Meanie Zelas and Xellie-chan!" She chuckled as her minion paled at the thought. "So, which will it be then?"
"I'm going." Xellos slinked off and picked up the mace from where he had left it earlier. Well, it was an order…
"That's a good Xel-Xel." The gold-silver haired mazoku grinned when her minion twitched from the nickname.
~ ~ ~ (Nagarete yuku, mizu ni utsuru,kanashimi ga aru kara,) ~ ~ ~
'It was gone… it was gone…' Filia was sitting in the middle of the room staring at absolutely nothing in a dazed manner. 'It was… gone."
'It was GONE!' She shakily picked up Valgaav's egg from the nearby table. 'It was gone…'
'It was gone…' That was all Filia could think about. {*cough cough* Er, yah, obviously…}
'It was gone, it was gone, it was… waving right in front of her face!' Filia gasped and reached out with it, accidentally dropping her charge in her haste. She clutched her mace, {spiky teddy bear. n.n And there is a reason why it is called that.} relieved, 'It was back…'
"You care about that mace more than this egg?"
Filia blinked and glanced down at her lap. Valgaav's egg wasn't there. Why… how dare he! How dare a namagomi mazoku touch a dragon egg!
"Do you use it as a nightlight sometimes?" Xellos asked curiously moving the glowing green egg from hand to hand. He never had a change to see a dragon egg before, much less hold one.
Filia used every trick she knew not to charge, if she did there was a good chance that something could happen to the egg. Though dragon eggs had a hard shell, it was best not to tempt fate.
That was why the gold dragon whipped out her tablecloth and put away her mace at the same move, pulled out her tea set and poured. "Ah, this tea is lovely." She murmured closing her eyes, her tail long since wagging about behind her.
"Hmmm… reading up on your responsibility?" the violet haired mazoku commented noticing several books strewn about. The big one next to the overturned table looked good.
Filia was sighing about her tea again, reminding herself to go to town and get more. She opened her eyes, and saw her charge's egg sitting on the teacup... which had hot tea in it! "Yaaaaaaaaaeeeeack!" She screeched lifting the egg off and blowing on it, trying to cool it down.
She sighed in relief minutes later as she held to cooled down egg. Ancients lived in cold climates, so the temperature Valgaav's egg needed to be was much lower than a golden dragon egg. Since she lived in a warmer climate, the average weather was perfect for its incubation.
She turned around ready to tell off the inconsiderate mazoku, but found herself staring instead at an… orchid colored tail waving about slightly. "…"
Xellos was sitting with his back towards Filia a small distance away reading the book she had been reading earlier. 'I should borrow this book, perhaps make a copy. I do not have such an extensive book like this…' he mentally noted to himself, keeping an ear out for the sound of a rampaging dragon.
Filia deposited Valgaav's egg on a high shelf, hopefully out of harm, and tip toed over. He would yell later at her for this, but… she wondered as she watched the waving tail. Nah, it was probably an illusion to bother her, she would test this by…
The gold dragon reached up and caught it. 'Er, my hand was supposed to go through it' she thought blankly staring at an oddly familiar tail that she couldn't place.
"!!!" Xellos snapped his eyes open, slammed the book shut and teleported across the room. "It's rude to do that Filia." He chirped, rubbing the back of his head, and effectively hiding his sweat-drop. He still had kinks to work out with this. 'Test two, failed.'
Filia blinked dazed pointing, "You have a tail…"
"…" the mazoku wasn't happy.
"Hey …that's my book!" Filia said shaking off her shock and pointed at it.
"Why so it is." Xellos said hiding the book behind his back, glad for the change of subject.
Filia noted Valgaav's egg was behind her, so it was all right to charge. And so she did. "Hwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!" And, once again she found she had made a Filia-shaped semi hole in the wall being mace-sama less. 'It was gone again!'
"Maybe I should hold onto both of these for a while." The violet haired mazoku chirped holding both of his catches.
Her mace had been away from her a couple of hours today… who knows how long the namagomi would be gone this time, and if he even brought her mace back. She couldn't stand that, she would even ask nicely to the namagomi if she had to! "…please give my mace back."
"Not until you say why your so possessive of it Filia." He couldn't make it that easy for her.
"…" Filia winced; she didn't want to talk about that in front of him. "Can't I just have it back?"
"Not until you answer." Xellos said in a sing-song voice.
The gold dragon took a deep breath, "Please?"
"I repeat, not until you answer."
Filia bit her lip, it looked like she would have to talk… She sat down on the couch. "…alright."
~ ~ ~ (kono chikara de, kono inochi de, omae wo mamoritai…) ~ ~ ~
Author Notes: Er, Filia was a bit nostalgic… but most if not all of the next chapter will be… Reviews are welcome. ^ ^