Aug. 24th, 2008 02:29 pm
"Truth and Peaches": 52 Flavours (28/52)
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savvyliterateTitle: "Truth and Peaches," part of the "52 Flavours: The Sorceress and the Swordsman" compilation
Pairing: Lina/Gourry, mentions of Naga/unnamed man
Fandom: Slayers
Disclaimer: Slayers doesn't belong to me, but to Hajime Kanzaka and Rui Araizumi. I'm just borrowing the characters for awhile
Notes: This story takes place at some period following Slayers Revolution. It is dedicated to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lycorne, who drew this very adorable sketch of Lina in a bridesmaid dress with Gourry ruffling her hair.
"I'm going to kill her. So am going to kill her. Mark my words, Gourry, Naga is going to be taken down with a nice combination of a fireball, Dragon Slave, followed by a cutdown with the Ragna Blade!"
"Mmm hmm..." Gourry absently plucked at a loose thread on the duvet as Lina raged in front of the mirror a few feet away.
"First she pops up out of nowhere after being rid of her for the past what... six, seven years? And then she proceeds to inform me that her real identity is Princess Gracia ul Naga Saillune and that she's getting married. Naga, married! Who'd be crazy enough to take her on? But is that all? Noooo, then she has to get Amelia in on the act! Amelia with her big eyes and her, 'Oh, Lina-san, it'll mean so much to my sister if you're one of her bridesmaids.' And the result?" Lina threw out her arms theatrically. "This piece of monstrosity!"
Gourry glanced up. This piece of monstrosity happened to be the bridesmaid gown that appeared outside their room earlier that morning in preparation for the royal wedding. It was cotton candy pink with white ruffles around the sleeves and hem and white lace around the square collar. A white sash circled Lina's waist and it sagged a little bit over her breasts. It all had the effect of making her look like a 6-year-old trying to play at being an adult and failing - badly.
Gourry wisely bit his lip and returned his attention back to finding loose threads on the duvet.
Lina snatched up the bouquet that had arrived with the flowers and jabbed it at him. "And you! You get off scot-free. I hate that even more than this dress! You can wear exactly what you're wearing right now and actually feel comfortable and look like a human being instead of a stick-thin ball of cotton candy fluff!"
Gourry had seen what the groomsmen were wearing, and it made the ridiculous outfit that Wizer fell once wore look tame by comparison. He thanked whatever deities, he'd forgotten their names, watching over them for sparing him from that.
"C'mon!" Lina invited. "Tell me what you think!"
"It doesn't look that bad, Lina," Gourry supplied helpfully. He sat up, plucked at the loose material over her dress. "Looks like they even left you room so you could stuff your bra."
Lina let out a short shriek and move forward to strangle Gourry. He scrambled off the bed quickly. "Stuff my bra?? I don't wear a bra, as you damn well remember!"
"Well, there you go!" Gourry smiled, then ruffled Lina's hair, stopping her in her tracks. "And there's a bright side to this!"
"What bright side? Amelia forbade me from using magic during the ceremony no matter how obnoxious Naga gets. There's no buffet, and it's a pay bar - even for the wedding party! I get to be laughed at while Amelia looks like a pretty pretty princess. What bright side is this?"
"Well, when we get married, you can do all this back to them as revenge!" Gourry replied. He swiftly kissed the top of her head and made for the door.
Lina stared after him for a moment, utterly speechless. "When we... married?" The final word was a screech that could be heard throughout the palace. "Who said anything about us getting married?" she demanded as she headed after him. "No way, I am not going through this ... wait a minute. I could dress Naga in a grey canvas sack stained with ale. Perfect! Okay, we can do this! Hey, wait. You haven't even proposed properly to me! We are not doing this unless you get down on one knee, you jellyfish! And if we're showing Naga up, my ring better be more expensive than hers! Get back here!"
——-
Lina figured, as she had the other 1,001 times Gourry had blurted out something regarding his feelings for her, that Gourry had gone off his rocker once more and he really didn’t mean what he said. So, yes, their relationship had grown intimate and she knew that he loved her. And, yes, she loved him back. But despite being paraded around to the spectacle known as Martina’s wedding and the bigger spectacle known as Naga’s wedding, she never even began to apply that word to herself.
Attending weddings just didn’t inspire the similar sorts of feelings in her as it apparently did with others. During the ceremony, Amelia sighing about how she longed to be a justice-fighting bride. Instead, Lina was filled with righteous indignation as Naga plowed through the part of her vows that were rewritten to include “in sickness and in health, until I have taken down my eternal rival Lina Inverse and beyond.”
Lina had growled beneath her breath and started chanting a Fireball spell when she caught Gourry’s face in the audience. He merely lifted an eyebrow and shook his head. She held up her bouquet to shield her face then stuck her tongue out at him. He stuck his out as well and made a silly face. Lina nearly laughed and was so busy coming up with her own silly face that she had the good fortune to miss the extended kiss that Naga bestowed upon her groom.
As soon as she could, Lina stole three plates from the formal tables and sought out a hidden corner of the gardens. She yanked out the cloth she stuffed in her dress and tossed it to one side as she feasted. She was just starting to feel better when she heard the bushes rustle. She braced, readying herself to flee in case it was Amelia or Naga, then relaxed when she saw Gourry bearing two dishes of ice cream. “What flavor?” she asked as he sat beside her.
“Peach,” he replied and started in on his.
“Good! I like peach.” Lina abandoned her food and had taken two bites of the ice cream when she felt her spoon hit something hard. She frowned, dug out the pice and saw something glittering among the melting dessert. She plucked it out, studied it carefully. “Why is there a diamond ring in my ice cream?”
“Maybe the diamond ring fairy left it there,” Gourry deadpanned and stole what remained of Lina’s food.
Lina studied it carefully. It wasn’t a big, gaudy ring like the one Naga had. It had a small stone protruding from it and other stones set into it - flush with the band so it wouldn’t catch on anything. The diamond itself wouldn’t make that big of a bulge if worn beneath a glove. She eyed Gourry as he ate. “You were serious?”
He gave her a confused look. “About what?”
“I presume this is from you!” Lina stuck the ring out at him.
Gourry nodded and blushed a bit.
She waved it at him. “You were serious! You want us to get married? How long you’ve been carrying this around?”
“A few months.” Gourry shrugged. “You just didn’t seem interested.”
“You never asked if I was!” Lina sat back with a huff and stared at the ring. Then she dropped the ring in her water glass to clean it, pulled off her glove and slid it into place on her left hand. She wiggled her fingers. She wasn’t one for wearing rings. Yet, this one didn’t seem out of place. “It’s not a bad ring. You did good.”
Gourry blushed harder. “Thanks. Amelia didn’t even help!”
“Good for you.” Lina grinned up at him. “So… am I allowed to dress Naga up in a burlap shapeless sack?”
Gourry smiled as Lina moved close to his side and he placed his arm around her as she ate ice cream and prattled about all the hideous tortures she planned to subject Naga to … when the time came.
Pairing: Lina/Gourry, mentions of Naga/unnamed man
Fandom: Slayers
Disclaimer: Slayers doesn't belong to me, but to Hajime Kanzaka and Rui Araizumi. I'm just borrowing the characters for awhile
Notes: This story takes place at some period following Slayers Revolution. It is dedicated to
lycorne, who drew this very adorable sketch of Lina in a bridesmaid dress with Gourry ruffling her hair.
"I'm going to kill her. So am going to kill her. Mark my words, Gourry, Naga is going to be taken down with a nice combination of a fireball, Dragon Slave, followed by a cutdown with the Ragna Blade!"
"Mmm hmm..." Gourry absently plucked at a loose thread on the duvet as Lina raged in front of the mirror a few feet away.
"First she pops up out of nowhere after being rid of her for the past what... six, seven years? And then she proceeds to inform me that her real identity is Princess Gracia ul Naga Saillune and that she's getting married. Naga, married! Who'd be crazy enough to take her on? But is that all? Noooo, then she has to get Amelia in on the act! Amelia with her big eyes and her, 'Oh, Lina-san, it'll mean so much to my sister if you're one of her bridesmaids.' And the result?" Lina threw out her arms theatrically. "This piece of monstrosity!"
Gourry glanced up. This piece of monstrosity happened to be the bridesmaid gown that appeared outside their room earlier that morning in preparation for the royal wedding. It was cotton candy pink with white ruffles around the sleeves and hem and white lace around the square collar. A white sash circled Lina's waist and it sagged a little bit over her breasts. It all had the effect of making her look like a 6-year-old trying to play at being an adult and failing - badly.
Gourry wisely bit his lip and returned his attention back to finding loose threads on the duvet.
Lina snatched up the bouquet that had arrived with the flowers and jabbed it at him. "And you! You get off scot-free. I hate that even more than this dress! You can wear exactly what you're wearing right now and actually feel comfortable and look like a human being instead of a stick-thin ball of cotton candy fluff!"
Gourry had seen what the groomsmen were wearing, and it made the ridiculous outfit that Wizer fell once wore look tame by comparison. He thanked whatever deities, he'd forgotten their names, watching over them for sparing him from that.
"C'mon!" Lina invited. "Tell me what you think!"
"It doesn't look that bad, Lina," Gourry supplied helpfully. He sat up, plucked at the loose material over her dress. "Looks like they even left you room so you could stuff your bra."
Lina let out a short shriek and move forward to strangle Gourry. He scrambled off the bed quickly. "Stuff my bra?? I don't wear a bra, as you damn well remember!"
"Well, there you go!" Gourry smiled, then ruffled Lina's hair, stopping her in her tracks. "And there's a bright side to this!"
"What bright side? Amelia forbade me from using magic during the ceremony no matter how obnoxious Naga gets. There's no buffet, and it's a pay bar - even for the wedding party! I get to be laughed at while Amelia looks like a pretty pretty princess. What bright side is this?"
"Well, when we get married, you can do all this back to them as revenge!" Gourry replied. He swiftly kissed the top of her head and made for the door.
Lina stared after him for a moment, utterly speechless. "When we... married?" The final word was a screech that could be heard throughout the palace. "Who said anything about us getting married?" she demanded as she headed after him. "No way, I am not going through this ... wait a minute. I could dress Naga in a grey canvas sack stained with ale. Perfect! Okay, we can do this! Hey, wait. You haven't even proposed properly to me! We are not doing this unless you get down on one knee, you jellyfish! And if we're showing Naga up, my ring better be more expensive than hers! Get back here!"
——-
Lina figured, as she had the other 1,001 times Gourry had blurted out something regarding his feelings for her, that Gourry had gone off his rocker once more and he really didn’t mean what he said. So, yes, their relationship had grown intimate and she knew that he loved her. And, yes, she loved him back. But despite being paraded around to the spectacle known as Martina’s wedding and the bigger spectacle known as Naga’s wedding, she never even began to apply that word to herself.
Attending weddings just didn’t inspire the similar sorts of feelings in her as it apparently did with others. During the ceremony, Amelia sighing about how she longed to be a justice-fighting bride. Instead, Lina was filled with righteous indignation as Naga plowed through the part of her vows that were rewritten to include “in sickness and in health, until I have taken down my eternal rival Lina Inverse and beyond.”
Lina had growled beneath her breath and started chanting a Fireball spell when she caught Gourry’s face in the audience. He merely lifted an eyebrow and shook his head. She held up her bouquet to shield her face then stuck her tongue out at him. He stuck his out as well and made a silly face. Lina nearly laughed and was so busy coming up with her own silly face that she had the good fortune to miss the extended kiss that Naga bestowed upon her groom.
As soon as she could, Lina stole three plates from the formal tables and sought out a hidden corner of the gardens. She yanked out the cloth she stuffed in her dress and tossed it to one side as she feasted. She was just starting to feel better when she heard the bushes rustle. She braced, readying herself to flee in case it was Amelia or Naga, then relaxed when she saw Gourry bearing two dishes of ice cream. “What flavor?” she asked as he sat beside her.
“Peach,” he replied and started in on his.
“Good! I like peach.” Lina abandoned her food and had taken two bites of the ice cream when she felt her spoon hit something hard. She frowned, dug out the pice and saw something glittering among the melting dessert. She plucked it out, studied it carefully. “Why is there a diamond ring in my ice cream?”
“Maybe the diamond ring fairy left it there,” Gourry deadpanned and stole what remained of Lina’s food.
Lina studied it carefully. It wasn’t a big, gaudy ring like the one Naga had. It had a small stone protruding from it and other stones set into it - flush with the band so it wouldn’t catch on anything. The diamond itself wouldn’t make that big of a bulge if worn beneath a glove. She eyed Gourry as he ate. “You were serious?”
He gave her a confused look. “About what?”
“I presume this is from you!” Lina stuck the ring out at him.
Gourry nodded and blushed a bit.
She waved it at him. “You were serious! You want us to get married? How long you’ve been carrying this around?”
“A few months.” Gourry shrugged. “You just didn’t seem interested.”
“You never asked if I was!” Lina sat back with a huff and stared at the ring. Then she dropped the ring in her water glass to clean it, pulled off her glove and slid it into place on her left hand. She wiggled her fingers. She wasn’t one for wearing rings. Yet, this one didn’t seem out of place. “It’s not a bad ring. You did good.”
Gourry blushed harder. “Thanks. Amelia didn’t even help!”
“Good for you.” Lina grinned up at him. “So… am I allowed to dress Naga up in a burlap shapeless sack?”
Gourry smiled as Lina moved close to his side and he placed his arm around her as she ate ice cream and prattled about all the hideous tortures she planned to subject Naga to … when the time came.
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