Slayers Fan Fiction ❯ Slayers Generations! ❯ Chapter 7 ( Chapter 8 )

Dariana:This chap isn't quite finished yet but I thought I'd go ahead and post it. It'll be done when my muse gets back from Vegas.

Typo Demon: In other words Genki Kibun was being his normal Xellos-Wannabe self so she locked him in a cage.

Dariana: *glares* Do you wanna go to Vegas too?

TD: Eeep! *hides*

Dariana: By the way ^shamless plug ahead^ go to my frind Travis' site www.Starvedart.com. where his awsome comics Faith & Common Cent$ (which I have a part in) are posted.

Oi! Travis! I said the damn thing now where's the Fruits Basket & Propel you promised me? *leaves to stalk down her elusive glomper*

Chapter 7

Zerena woke the sunlight shining in her eyes. She sat up and glanced to the other bed where Valterra slept. Nothing had happened between them, Valterra proved to be much more of a gentleman than she would have given him credit for. They had only shared the room because they didn't have enough money for separate rooms for everyone and the innkeeper would only allow two people to a room. By the time they had gone inside Leila had already purchased three rooms and paired everyone up, Milissa and Leila, Gerik and Gourrin, that left Zerena and Valterra to share the third room.

Valterra opened his eyes and looked toward Zerena. "That's a pleasant sight to wake up to."

She blushed and threw a feather pillow at him. He laughed and threw it back, thus beginning the pillow fight. Finally Valterra threw aside the pillow, walked over to her side, grabbed her waist and began tickling her.

The door opened and Leila looked in. "Well, well. Hope I'm not interrupting anything." She said with smirk.

Zerena and Valterra paused and noticed the position they were in, Zerena laying on her back with Valterra laying on top of her. They both blushed and scrambled apart.

Leila laughed and Zerena glared at her.

"I just came to let you know that breakfast is ready." She said, and left.

Zerena and Valterra glanced at each other, still blushing.

"Perhaps we should head down." Valterra suggested.

"Yeah." Zerena replied.

They turned around and finished dressing, putting on boots, gloves, capes and such. Then packed their things and headed downstairs.

As they appeared at the bottom of the stairs they were greeted with Gerik's disappointed look, Milissa's blush and Gourrin's confused one. Leila whistled innocently.

They sat down, flagged down the nearby waitress and ordered. Zerena sipped her coffee.

"So, how was it?" Gerik asked, smirking.

Zerena nearly choked on her coffee. She glared at Gerik and raised her fist. Valterra grabbed her wrist.

"Allow me." He said and punched Gerik, knocking him into the far wall.

He looked at the others. "No matter what Lei said, nothing happened between me and Zerena last night, or this morning."

"So then what do you call that kiss I saw between you two yesterday?" Leila asked.

"That was all, nothing more happened!" Zerena vented, Deathglaring at Leila.

"Zerena-San, I believe Leila-San is merely trying to get you mad at her. She feeds off anger, remember?" Milissa supplied.

"You're right." Zerena said and took deep breaths and sipped her coffee to calm down.

Valterra glared at his sister. She merely smiled.