Sk8er Slayer
By: Lina Gabriev
Disclaimer: Slayers is owned by Hajime Kanzaka. I'm not making any money off this story. Avril Lavigne owns the song: "Sk8ter Boi"
Summary: To protect her pride, Lina decides Gourry is not good enough for her. This is the price she must pay. G/S
Word Count: 820
Warnings: Songfic, Gourry/Sylphiel, Lina POV
AN: Think of this story as a possible future that I truly hope the Slayers will never have to face.
He was a boi,
She was a girl.
Can I make it anymore obvious?
He was a punk,
She did ballet.
What more can I say?
Damned, stupid Gourry.
Three years and he still makes fun of my figure.
He wanted her
She'd never tell
Secretly she wanted him as well
He wonders why I rag on him all of the time.
But he never has a good thing to say about me.
I mean, really. I'm the beautiful and powerful Lina Inverse.
Martina? Some protector he is. He doesn't exactly defend me when she makes some crack about my personality or body.
Not that he needs to or anything.
No, there is someone else he cares for.
All of her friends
Stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes
Even Amelia sees it.
Her.
Probably out of fear that I would Dragon Slave the forest, I remember what I saw that day we met up again in Old Sairagg.
Amelia tried to shield me from seeing it. But I did.
Those two so close.
Sylphiel and the Jellyfish.
He was a Sk8er boi
She said see you later boi
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to "earth"
It's not like I ever really wanted a companion on my journeys anyways.
If possible, Gourry's more useless than Naga.
Besides, because of his promise and his desire to protect people, he probably feels like he's forced to stay with me.
Probably can't wait to run back to Sylphiel, and her fabulous cooking, and oh so "dear" and caring personality.
Not like I'm attracted to him anyways.
I mean, really. That Prince is going to come any moment and sweep me off my feet. Shattered dreams (courtesy of Phil) be damned. This is more than a dream.
I deserve it. I'm beautiful and talented afterall.
Ugh. I almost laughed like Naga there for a second...
"Gourry?"
"Yeah Lina?"
"We've been traveling together for a long time now and..."
Just say it. The sooner the better.
"Yeah, I guess so."
Realizing, that she wasn't talking, Gourry turned towards her.
"Lina what's wrong?"
So blue. His eyes. So damned blue.
"Gourry, maybe we should travel by ourselves for a while."
Lifting her eyes, she expects to see relief.
Not just a little shocked, she nods a goodbye, and quickly leaves. Startled by his sadness.
5 yrs from now
She sits at home
Feeding the baby
She's all alone
Ha. So much for Prince Charming.
Oh well. The Dragon Slave took care of him. Good and proper.
Not that it was a total loss. From a merchant's daughter's perspective.
Smiling, she tightens the wards around her child as he naps.
Walking back towards the porch, she stops suddenly, overwhelmed by the scenery. The sky.
So blue.
She turns on TV
Guess who she sees
Sk8er boi rockin' on MTV
She calls up her friends
They already know
And they've all got tickets to see his show
She tags along
Stands in the crowd
Looks up at the man that she turned down.
He was a Sk8er boi
She said see you later boi
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a Superstar
Slamin' on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?
"Hey did you hear about that guy, Gourry Gabriev? Damn lucky man that guy is."
Gourry?
Swirling her drink, Lina sits back in her chair, priming her ear for the conversation behind her.
"Yeah, heard he inherited a lot of gold from his family being dead and all."
"Horrible fire that was."
"I never even knew that kid was a noble. Fought beside him ten years back."
"Rich kids and their kicks. Wanted adventure, no doubt."
"Well he's all settled nicely in Sairagg I last hear. Real nicely."
Sairagg, huh?
They cleaned this place up nicely. I'll give 'em that.
Holding the bundle to her breast, Lina walked slowly, her head down.
What am I even doing here? What do I hope to accomplish?
Lost in thought, Lina screams when someone bumps into her.
"Hey why don't you watch where you are going!"
Blue.
"Gourry?"
"Lina? Hi! Wow. What are you doing here?" Gourry asks.
He's smiling. He doesn't hate me. He's smiling. Five years. And he's smiling.
Returning the "favor," Lina grins.
"Oh, I am just here because I heard there was some treasure near by. What about you? It's been awhile"
Five years.
"Oh, is he yours?"
You were.
"Lina?"
"What?"
"The baby. Is he yours?"
"Of course. I didn't steal him."
Oh that's nice. Great job, Lina.
Grinning, Gourry laughs.
I missed that.
"Where's the father?" he asked, starting to look around.
Damn. Of all the embarassing things to ask.
"Oh, he's gone"
"Oh I'm sorry,"
Shrugging, Lina doesn't reply.
"Hey, did you want to come over to my house, so you can relax for a bit? Maybe we can talk about our lives since we last saw each other."
Inwardly cheering, Lina shrugs again.
"Sure."
Sorry girl, but you missed out
Well tough luck that boi's mine now
We are more than just good friends
This is how the story ends
To bad that you couldn't see
See the man that boi could be
There is more than meets the eye
I see the soul that is inside.
He just a boi
And I'm just a girl
Can I make it anymore obvious
We are in love haven't you heard
How we rock eachother's world
I'm with the sk8er boi
I said see you later boi
I'll be backstage after show
I'll be at the studio singing the song we wrote
About the girl you used to know
"Ah. So you and Sylphiel are married?" She gulps again, willing her strength to not let her down.
"Yeah and we also have a--"
"DADDY, DADDY, YOU'RE HOME!"
Jumping in his arms, was a beautiful blond girl with violet eyes.
"--Child together."
Wow.
"Oh. Well. I should leave now."
"For the treasure?"
"Right. That."
Without a goodbye, Lina turns, holding her son protectively against her, walking, half-running out of Gourry's home.
Dammit! I was such a fool for coming here.
"Lina! Wait a second!"
She doesn't.
Damned, stupid Gourry.
After packing up her belongings, Lina leaves with the Inn Keeper heaving a sigh of relief.
Unable to help herself she walks by his house one more time seeing a loving family at dinner.
He's happy.
I can be too.
Clutching her world, her son, to her breast, Lina smiles determined to not mope.
I'm the beautiful and powerful Lina Inverse afterall.
To be continued in the next story: Gourry's POV.
Author's Notes:
Any Sylphiel bashing was meant on my part but I am sorry for offending people who like her.
(Xelloss: Don't you mean you pity people who like her?)
10/21/08: I rewrote this almost entirely, while keeping the main points. I contemplated deleting this, but oh well. I really dislike the overall story though. I have no idea what possessed me to write this.