Gourry watched Lina move to the couch and grab a couple of blankets and he blinked in confusion. He walked over to her and looked down at her.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Going to bed? You told me to."
"You're not sleeping here. You're sleeping in my bed."
Lina sat up immediately and glared at Gourry.
"I'm not sleeping with you!"
Gourry almost fell over with surprise and just about managed to compose himself. He put his hands out infront of him and waved them a little frantically.
"I didn't mean that. You're sleeping in my bed and I'm going to sleep here. I refuse to sleep in a bed knowing a woman is sleeping on a couch. So you should take the bed."
Lina blinked at him in confusion and then slowly a small smile crept across her face.
"You really are from another world, aren't you!"
"No." Gourry replied very seriously, causing Lina to face vault into the floor.
Lina obliged and went into Gourry's bedroom and set herself up to get ready for bed. Meanwhile Gourry tidied up most of the mess from Lina's feeding. Then once cleaned up Gourry sat down on the couch and glanced to his bedroom where Lina was now fast asleep. He turned back and leaned back into the couch and sighed.
He couldn't really believe what he put himself into, but when he said it before it felt right. He didn't know the girl. He had never met her before but he felt a strong need to protect her, and he was willing to give up his life to do that. He would have to call in to work to say he was quitting, and tell the landlord he no longer wanted to rent the apartment.
He really could mess up his entire life here, but something inside him told him that this was what he had to do. He looked up at the sword that was placed up on the wall and sighed slightly. His life was a whole mess up to this point anyway, and maybe giving it all up was the right thing to do. Maybe he was making it right, and that he now had a point to his life where before there was no meaning to it.
He grabbed the covers and set his feet up, and used the couch as a bed, placing the covers over himself. He looked at that sword until he felt himself growing so tired that he could no longer look at it anymore and he drifted off to sleep.
A few hours later his eyes snapped open when he heard a horrific scream. He grabbed the sword immediately and ran to his room and quickly turned the light on with his sword at the ready. Lina was sat up in the bed with tears streaming down her face, and her hair stuck to her face with all the perspiration.
Gourry put the sword down by the door and walked into the room, pulling up a chair beside the bed and sat down. He leaned over onto the bed and looked at Lina.
"Don't worry; it was just a bad dream. You're fine now." He said softly.
Lina didn't seem to react though, and she seemed extremely freaked out by something. Gourry reached out a hand and lightly took a hold of Lina's. It made her jump and her head snapped towards Gourry and her eyes suddenly softened. She wrapped her arms around him and sobbed into his shoulder.
"I thought you were gone." She mumbled into his shoulder.
Gourry blinked in surprise by what she said, and wondered what she meant.
"I wasn't gone, Lina. I was on the couch the whole time."
"But Gorthar" She said a little panicked, pulling herself away from Gourry's arms.
"Gorthar?" Gourry replied in confusion. However suddenly something snapped into place. He grabbed the notebook on the table beside the bed and read over it. As he did so, his eyes widened and as he did so, it all began to freak him out.
"Lina… do you recognise this?"
Gourry handed the notebook to Lina and let her read it. The whole time he watched her expression slowly change, but the one thing that remained was the look of confusion.
"Gourry, how did you know this was what I dreamt about?"
"Because I had that same dream too."
The next morning, Lina and Gourry were sat on opposite ends of the table. They had decided to try and get some sleep and have breakfast before they began talking about that dream.
"It just seemed so real though. I've been having that dream for the past week and it's been stopping me from sleeping. It's been really scaring the hell out of me. I mean dreaming about your own death isn't something fun to do." Lina said as she sipped some coffee.
Gourry put the glass of orange juice down and scratched his head.
"I've been having the dream for a week too."
"It's weird too because I've only been in this town for a week as well."
Gourry blinked in surprise and wondered if that meant anything.
"I know it felt real, but what was all that stuff you did, like that really big black blade. I've never seen that happen in life.
"I think that was magic."
"I thought magic was just made up, or that stuff you do with cards."
"I don't know, I've always believed in magic. I've always wanted to be able to do it, but there isn't a book out there called 'Magic for Dummies', so I've never been able to learn it."
"But how do you know it even exists?"
"I don't know, just something I've felt inside for a long time. Hey Gourry, do you believe in reincarnation?"
"No, I don't know much about kings or queens."
"I said reincarnation! Not coronation! You idiot!"
"Well what's that?"
"Well when you die, some people believe that you are born again and live through life. Then the whole thing just goes over and over."
"Why do you ask that?"
"Well if it's true, then maybe these dreams are more than just dreams."
"You mean that those dreams were actually something that happened in a past life?"
"Exactly. C'mon Gourry, don't you get a feeling that all this is familiar. Look at your sword fighting. You saved me last night with those skills and from what I remember in that dream; you were pretty skilled at using your sword."
Gourry nodded slowly.
"Yeah, you were just as short tempered in that dream as you are now."
Lina sweatdropped but decided to just ignore the comment, and carry on with her thoughts.
"Maybe this whole reincarnation is true. What if we had these past lives as a sorceress and a swordsman. Maybe magic is real. If it all happened then, well there's no reason why it can't happen now."
"How do we know if it's true?"
"There might be a way to find out."