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Hibernal Heart
Warning: Yaoi, m/m, non-consensual scenes in later chapters
Continuity: Not much. Somewhere in NEXT, maybe. Depends on where the story goes.
Pairing: Zel/Gourry; Rating: MA (Mature Audience)
Disclaimer: Mo`re Xiuh and the Ahriman in this story belong to
me. All other characters belong H. Kanzaka/R. Araizumi and various
companies. This is a non-profit work for entertainment value only.
Author's Note: Definitely OOC. You have been warned. This is a
revision of an old (ancient) story I wrote a few years back. I'd
actually lost it, but a friend had a copy after all this time. So you
may or may not have read it before. Expect new parts each week, as I'm
very slow about things.
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part 1: despair
[Despair] [Misunderstood]
[Reflections] [Dreamscape]
[Violence] [Severance]
[Discovery] [Destiny]
"Oh gods, it hurts. Please, stop it. I can't... stop it..."
Zelgadis was curled up on the bed. He hadn't moved since they brought
him to the inn. They had managed to get him inside while Lina paid the
innkeeper for the room. Gourry himself had lifted the chimera up on his
back and carried Zel to the room, laying him down as gently as he
could. Zel simply shivered, pulling himself into a tight ball. That was
hours ago, and he still hasn't moved from his fetal position.
"It hurts. Please, no more..."
Gourry placed a cool cloth on the shaman's forehead, cursing under his
breath. He wished Amelia or Lina were here right now; they could at the
least cast a sleeping spell on Zel and let him get some much needed
rest.
Why did this happen? Why did you go off by yourself again? Don't you know I protect you as much as Lina? Why did this happen?
From what Gourry could piece together, Zel had been trying to find
another cure, but was ambushed by some Mazoku. When they found him, Zel
was lying on the ground, his clothes ripped from his body. He didn't
even recognise them, only pleading for his would-be attackers to stop
whatever torment that had been inflicted on him.
Seeing the once proud shaman reduced to tears made Gourry's blood boil.
He liked and respected Zel. Zel didn't make him feel as stupid as other
people liked to. Zel was just as good with a sword as he was with his
magic. Then there was the other things Gourry noticed about him. Things
that went a little further than friendship. Things that he mainly kept
to himself. Which is what made his anger rise over what happen. As far
as he was concern, any Mazoku Gourry met now was a dead Mazoku.
"Please... please..."
Gourry sighed. He didn't have much experience with these things. He
knew how to use a sword, how to survive in a pinch, and how to take
orders from Lina. Outside of that, he was a bit lost.
I shouldn't be here. This is more Amelia's job, or maybe even Lina's. I don't know how to help him.
Though he felt inadequate, a part of Gourry was pleased that it was him
and not the others that Zel first recognised. Because of that, Lina had
suggested Gourry stay with him while she and Amelia went tracking down
the Mazoku responsible.
At this point, I kinda hope Lina Dragu Slaves them, if not Giga
Slaves them. They deserve everything they get. I just wish I could go
with them. I want to make sure they're dead.
Zel shivered uncontrollably on the bed. Gourry quickly covered him with
a blanket, tucking it in tight around him. The shivers eased, allowing
the frightened chimera to fall into an uneasy slumber. Gourry brushed a
lock of hair out of his eyes, smiling sadly as it bounced back into
place. Gourry wanted to pull the sleeping man into his arms and just
erase the touch of those who had hurt him so badly. To hold him close
and take away the pain and nightmares. To finally admit it was more
than just friendship he felt...
Gourry sat down heavily in a chair next to the bed. Sure, he wanted
to do that, but he didn't dare. One, guys didn't do that. Two, Lina
would probably kill him for being a pervert. Three, Amelia would
probably kill him because she had her own crush on Zelgadis. Last, and
more importantly, Zel didn't need that kind of attention now. Gourry
cursed to himself. He felt those Mazoku had ruined any chance he might
have had before. Now, even his dreams seemed tainted.
Damn them. Why Zel? He wasn't even doing anything to them! He just wanted to be human again--
Gourry felt something tracing down his face. When he touched it, he was
surprised to feel it was a tear. Gourry stared at his fingers before
curling them into a tight fist.
I'm going to kill them. I'll find them and kill them. I'll--
"Gourry?"
The blonde swordsman was at Zel's side in a flash. "You need anything, Zel?"
"Where--"
"We're at an inn, I don't remember where exactly."
"Oh. The others?"
Gourry bit his lip. He wasn't sure how much he should tell the chimera.
He finally opted for the partial truth, hoping Zel wouldn't catch on.
"Lina and Amelia are out shaking down bandits. You know how Lina is,
and Amelia with her thing for justice." Which was true, Lina was
shaking down bandits for information about the group of rogue Mazoku,
but Gourry decided to leave that part out.
"They should be careful." Zel began shivering under the blankets,
though Gourry suspected it had less to do with cold and more from his
ordeal.
"I doubt if anything less than Shabadingo could get the drop on Lina."
Zel managed a weak grin. "Shabranigdo, you mean?"
"Yeah, that guy." Inwardly, Gourry smiled. He knew the name, but was
hoping his intended mistake would cheer Zel up, if only a little.
"Don't worry about those two. I'm sure they can handle anything. If
not, Lina will probably just blow the place up anyway."
"You may be right. Still..." Zel closed his eyes, the pain radiating
from him. It was all Gourry could do not to fold his arms around
Zelgadis right then and there.
"Zel, I'm sure they'll be okay--"
"I thought the same thing, Gourry. I thought I'd be okay. Swords,
knives and spears can't hurt me. My own magic is fairly powerful. I
felt confident in my abilities with a sword. I thought I'd be okay.
But--but look what happened. I couldn't stop them, Gourry. Couldn't
stop..." The tremors rack his body as Zel cried softly, hating himself
for his weakness. He tried scrubbing his eyes, but the tears wouldn't
stop flowing, his voice catching on the sobs that threatened to escape
his fragile control. His chest tightened with pain. A tiny whimper
passed his lips, opening the floodgates for his grief and despair. Zel
cried openly, weeping onto the blanket.
Unable to sit by while his friend was hurting, Gourry gave in to his
longing, sitting on the edge of the bed as he cradled the desolate
chimera in his arms. He kept his voice low, promising Zel that nothing
else would hurt him again, that he'd protect the shaman from now on, no
matter what the cost.
After a time, Gourry felt Zel's body go slack. He laid Zel back on the
bed, carefully drawing the blankets back over him before returning to
the chair to continue his vigil. Blue eyes softened as he gazed fondly
at the sleeping form. His own lids grew heavy, and Gourry was soon fast
asleep, a hand resting protectively on Zel's shoulder.
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Gourry woke to the sun pouring in through the window. He yawned,
stretching stiff muscles. He had drifted off in the chair last night,
and would no doubt feel the effects of it today.
I'm surprised Lina didn't wake me. Then again, not really. She was
probably tired from yesterday and went straight to bed. I'll ask her
what happened at breakfast.
He ran idle fingers though his hair. It was then Gourry noticed a
weight by his feet. Looking down, he saw Zel curled up on the floor,
sound asleep.
What the-- Why is he on the floor? It's a good thing Lina didn't check on him, or I'd be dead meat.
Gourry leaned down, getting ready to lift Zel back into the bed when a
small whimper caught his attention. Gourry leaned close, trying to make
out the soft, trembling voice.
"... no... not you... help me... Gourry... help me..."
Gourry felt someone had stabbed him in the heart. He sat there for
several minutes, taking deep breaths to keep from bawling like a kid.
He knelt down and carefully picked Zel up, placing him back on the bed.
Once assured Zel was comfortable, Gourry sat on the edge, letting Zel's
head rest in his lap.
Gods, Zel, I'm sorry. I didn't know. I failed. I'm sorry.
Gourry didn't bother with the fact that Zel had called to him when he
was being attacked. That would keep for later. At the moment, all that
mattered was seeing his friend in pain, and it appeared Gourry was the
only one Zel wanted right now to comfort him.
A light knock on the door alerted Gourry to Lina's presence as she came
in. He braced himself for an argument for being so close, but Lina said
nothing as she walked over, futilely brushing the hair out of Zel's
eyes.
"He had trouble sleeping?"
"Yeah. Kept having nightmares."
"I was afraid he might. I sent Amelia to scout around some more. I don't think Zel is up to a visit with her just yet."
If ever. Thanks Lina. Gourry nodded, "You're probably right. He just needs to rest for now, I think."
Lina didn't make a crack about Gourry thinking, much to his relief. "Has he talked about what happened?"
"No. He was worried about you and Amelia though."
"You didn't tell him--"
Gourry shook his head, cutting off Lina's question. "No. I just said
you were out raiding bandits again." He blinked at the sudden look of
exhaustion crossing the redhead's face. "What is it? What happened,
Lina?"
"We couldn't find the Mazoku," she sighed. "They're somewhere in the
area, but they're hiding so well that even low level magic couldn't
find them. And if I use the stronger stuff, they might run before I get
a chance to rip their throats out my damn self." The last part was
nearly growled out, Lina mirroring Gourry's hatred for the rogue Mazoku
who caused this.
"Then when Amelia gets back, you and I will look for them."
"Us?"
Gourry nodded, his face set with a grim determination. "Yes. I'm not
going to let a bunch of Mazoku get away with this. Even I have my
limits, Lina."
The sorceress didn't argue. "We'll probably have to beat Amelia over
the head a couple of times to make her understand not to go overboard
like she usually does."
A smile found it's way to Gourry's lips. "I'm sure you'll have no problem there. Just do her like you do me."
"Gourry, I..."
"Don't. Just worry about helping Zelgadis, and getting the monsters
responsible." Gourry leaned back against the headboard. "Now then,
what's a guy gotta do to get breakfast around."
That made Lina smile, finding comfort in habit. "I'll have them send it
up. Zel will need something too. Think you can get him to eat a little
bit?"
"I can try. You know how stubborn he is."
"Tell me about it." Lina played with a lock of Zel's light-violet hair.
"Jerk. Why'd you have to be so stubborn? We're your friends. Friends
are suppose to look out for each other. Now you're really going to be
stuck with us. We're never letting you out of our sight again." She
looked like she wanted to say more, but only patted Zel's hair down
before turning to leave. Lina paused at the doorway, glancing back at
Gourry.
"Don't take you're eyes off him for a minute. Breakfast will be up
soon." Gourry nodded as she left, closing the door quietly behind her.
Looking down at his lap, Gourry was slightly relieved to see Zel still
asleep. He didn't seem to be having nightmares at the moment. Gourry
was glad for that; Zel needed to rest and the nightmares weren't
letting him. Later, he'd think about why this happened while Zel lying
on him. For now, Gourry just stared out the window, unconsciously
holding Zel in a protective embrace.
Enjoy yourselves while you can, demons. When I find you, you're dead.
tbc
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