CIRCLES
CHAPTER 1
by Elizabeth Smith
*Zel-Lina Shrine: fan fics*
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credits*
"Ah, Sarah! You are soooo lucky! Waiting on him!"
Sarah Tittered. "Yeah...but he doesn't say a single thing. And he doesn't
order anything but coffee."
The aforementioned Man sat in a booth in the corner. He really didn't
like the way his life had turned.
He was tall, dark and mysterious. Covered head to toe in white, only
his eyes showed between the mask and hood he kept pulled over his face.
His skin was not skin, but blue stones, and where his hair escaped
around the deep blue eyes was a metallic silver wire.
He sighed.
Zelgadis Greywyrs took another sip of his coffee. After Lina and Gourry
got together, he saw no point in staying. He just felt like he was
invading, and that he ought to leave them alone.
He wasn't jealous or anything. Lina was his partner, nothing more. And
to be jealous of her taking Gourry....ugh, the thought disgusted him. Not
a man's man in the first place, Gourry was not the type to send him
changing. Nnooooooo...
So he'd left early one morning and hadn't come back. Amelia had already
returned home to Seyruun, and they were so infatuated with each other
they didn't notice until he was long gone.
But...now it was back to the despairing loneliness again. No one else took
his curse so in stride as Lina did. No one else treated him like a
person. His followers had shown respect, Amelia showed childish
infatuation, Gourry...Well, Gourry showed stupidity. But Lina had been the
only one to forget occasionally...most of the time, actually, that he was
stone. But no one in the group treated him like a monster.
But he could deal with it. It had been like this before he met them, and
he had lived with it then. He would live with it now.
He paid for the coffee and walked out of the tiny café. It wasn't as if
he needed anyone, after all. He didn't need anyone.
* * *
Three months. Three months, two weeks and five days. Zel had made a few
half hearted searches for a cure, but it didn't really drive him
anymore.
Zel stared into the leafy green canopy above, as if searching for an
answer.
He's forgotten how lonely it was without anyone around who didn't
shrink in horror from his face. He missed having someone he could
honestly relate to, who would pick him up when he fell. He'd dealt with
it before, hadn't he? He'd assumed he could again.
He'd gone so long with people who cared that he forgot what it was like
when no one did.
And he kept remembering...
Lina, smiling that fiery grin that would betray the fire inside,
looking down at him when he was sulking. "Oh, no, sir Sulk a lot. You're
going to enjoy yourself of we have to tie you down and force feed you
sake."
Mock scolding "Hello? We're a team, remember? I'm not letting you go
off alone." Offering a hand to help.
Her and Gourry cheerfully squabbling when he was in a bad mood.
Lina always saying something to make him smile.
When was the last time he'd smiled? He couldn't remember. It was so
long ago...
So far away...
"Message for Zelgadis Greywyrs."
Zel jumped with a start. He was in the middle of the forest! How did
anyone find him? How-
Oh. A cheerfully demonic face smiled down on him. The tracking demon
hovered about a foot away from him.
(Hah! I bet you thought it was Xellos! Fooled you, fooled you, fooled
you!)
Zel wordlessly took the ivory colored envelope, and the demon happily
faded from view.
He turned it over and over again, studying it. It was expensive paper,
with gold lettering neatly stating that it was for Zelgadis Greywyrs.
Who could have sent it? The tracking demon was fairly high level magic.
The sender would have to be either very rich, or very powerful. He
opened the letter.
A...a wedding invitation. Of all the things he'd hoped Lina to send him,
this was the last. He hated being surrounded by people, and without his
usual escape, hiding out on the balcony talking magic with Lina, was
barred entirely for multiple, obvious reasons. A) She was the bride!
Everyone wanted to talk with the bride on her wedding. He wouldn't get a
word in edgewise. B) Her and Gourry would be all over each other, as per
usual newlywed procedure. No doubt feeding each other, as if they
couldn't themselves. C) Old relatives of Lina would all be dying to know
what she was up to recently, and he was the last one with them that he
was aware of. C) He was supposed to be best man. Man? And he was certain
the tux didn't come with a mask.
He sighed. Torture. Pure torture.
In fact, he would have ignored the invitation all together, if it had
not said, at the bottom, in neatly printed letters,
"Please, Zel."
He sighed. He should be there at her wedding. Even if it did entail
torture, He was her friend. Oh well.
* * *
Amelia skipped down the halls. Maid of honor!
(I actually misspelled it the first time, typing 'maid of horor.' With
one R. Yeah, I thought it would fit, but it didn't quite go with the
flow.)
She felt so happy. And Zelgedis-san might be there too! Maybe he would
notice how she'd grown...
"Oh, Lina-san!" She trilled happily, for the umpteenth time. "Thank
you!"
Lina smiled. "You're welcome."
It was the day before the wedding, and all the guests were happily in
their hotel rooms. All except on stone faced young man who had no idea
he was missed.
"Where is Zel?" Lina said aloud, voicing Amelia's worry. "He was
supposed to be here!"
Amelia groaned inwardly. "Well, He didn't RSVP...he might not be
coming--"
"He'll come." Lina said angrily. "He knows I'll blow him up if he
doesn't..." She looked out the window. "Zel, please come..."
*next chapter*
CREDITS
"The Slayers" is the product of Software Sculptors, Tokyo TV, Enoki Films Co., Ltd., Monthly Dragon Magazine, Weekly Comic Dragon, Fujimi Books, Hajime Kanzaka, Rui Araizumi, and Kadokawa Publishing Co., Ltd.