Hey You guys! Did you miss me! Im back with another chapter! Yes, i know you have not seen the dear Lemon yet, but it should be in the next chapter okay? Don't forget to review! And i do not own Slayers or any of its characters, incase you did not hear me the first 20 times. Okay, on with the Fic!
Ice Blue Moon
Gourry walked to the fire, and picked up the water. It felt hot, but not scalding. Just how Lina liked it. He poured the water into the icebox. It only filled up the tub halfway. Meaning when Lina stepped in, it would be about.. 3/4ths full. Just the right size. He stood up and turned to Lina.
Hey it's ready.
She had been pouting since he placed her on the bed after her little trip. He loved when she pouted. Her bottom lip stuck out that little way, and sometimes that vein on her for head would pop out. It always reminded him of an X… X marks the spot.
Gourry! That's wonderful, but since I seem to be in a nursery, maybe I should receive permission and a little help to my bath.
Her voice was weak and raspy and she coughed after the words spilled out of her mouth. Gourry merely laughed and walked over to her. Lifting her up, he walked to the box and he stood her up in the bath. He took his cloak from around her shoulders and helped her ease into the water. Before she could ask, he walked over to the bed, and picked up her bag. Pulling out the soap and a washcloth, he placed the bag back on the bed, and handed it to Lina. He loved the smell of her soap. It was a sweet mixture of peppermint and roses. No matter how often she got dirty, or how much of a sweat she worked up she always smelled like that.
She gratefully took the soap, and ran it in thewater to get it wet. She then took the wash cloth and scrubbed the soap against it. The soap then slid out of her hands and plopped into the water at her feet. Staring at the spot, she willed her arms to move… they never did. She tried to kick her feet but they refused to move as well. She felt her eyes start to droop and she was over come by a strong need of sleep.
Gourry looked up and saw she was having trouble. He saw the tired look wash over her face. Laughing to himself, he stood and walked over the box. Baths always got Lina tired. He first pinned her hair away from her neck, something Lina never ever forgets to do… well at least till now. He then picked up the sweet soap and took the wash cloth from her hands. Running the soapy cloth over her skin, he cleaned her as best he could, before lifting her out the tub. Grabbing a nearby towel, he wrapped her in it, and lifted her out. Her hands flared out, and he steadied her with his own. He set her on her own two feet and her head lurched forward and gently collided with his chest.
Gourry… she whispered quietly, as he knelt down and dried her off. She drifted off to sleep somewhere around there but Gourry really didn't notice. After she was dry to his satisfaction, he lifted her, and placed her in bed. He kissed her forehead gently, and covered her with the multiple quilts. He then began cleanup. He took his and her plates and dumped them outside the window. Picking up the rest of the stew, he placed a plank of wood above it. He then placed the icebox in one arm and the stew pot in the other, and exited the house, closing the door behind him. He dumped the bath a few feet away from the house, and buried the stew right by the door in the snow. At least that would preserve the food right?
He then walked quietly to the house, and got the pail. When Lina woke up she would be thirsty, and for that matter, so would he. He rushed down the River, pulled up a pail of water, and rushed back to the house. Goddamn that air was brisk! Setting the pail in the kitchen, he walked back in the room with a few more logs and threw them on the fire. There! Now that everything thing was in place he could finally go to bed. He had made a himself a little bed, right next to Lina's. She didn't know…but he used her cloak for his pillow, and stole one of her many quilts. He loved her scent. Gods did he. He loved pretty much everything about her. Except when she was hitting him. Ha! But even then she looked adorable. Well it's not like it mattered. He could take advantage of that all, because now, Lina was here for good. He knew it wasn't forever. No one lives forever. Not even Ritzo, or Shabbingo. He laid down, and pulled the quilt up around his neck. Rolling over so that he faced Lina, he closed his eyes, and sighed softly… Lina…
There we have it, another sweet ending that is not actually the ending. Well Im working on the next chapter which i believe will actually be the lemon. Please, review! Thanks everyone see ya!
