There they go ... Sylpheel was in the fountain area while Gourry was outside. With a resigned snort, Xeros aimed, then dropped the book on Gourry's head. And teleported out before Gourry could notice him, but more importantly, before that damn groundhog could find him.
"OW! Huh?" Gourry picked up the book, looking at it curiously. He flipped open to a few pages in to find out what it was about. And blushed. "... dreams about that? Well, in any case, I should give it back to her."
His goal decided, Gourry got up, and walked after Sylpheel. Meanwhile, Xeros was trying to spear the groundhog with a lightning rod. Both of them were enjoying the effort, as Xeros got to work of frustration, and the groundhog was getting to play.
"Sylpheel?" I jump slightly, hearing his voice behind me. Why does he always make me feel so nervous, so unfledged? He's got a book in his hands ... oh no! It's my diary! Did he read it?! I can't keep from showing my embarres sment and shame as he holds the book out to me.
"I think this is yours ... are you all right?"
"Did you ... did you read any of it ...?"
"Only a little ... I didn't know you had dreams about that though ..."
He read about my dreams of him! I have to - I have to go! I know every emotion I feel is clear upon my face ... what must he think of me, to have such shamless dreams?
"Normally I just dream about food, but I didn't know people dreamed about preparing it."
What ... ? "Just which section did you read, Gourry-sama?"
"A few pages from the beginning ... why, is there something else that you dreamed about?"
I can feel myself blushing. "N-no ... not that I would like to tell you about ..."
"Oh, that's ok, you never have to tell me anything you don't want to."
A feeling of sadness pierces my heart. He doesn't get it ... ? Even after chance has all but dumped the truth in his lap? ... I shake my head, silently cursing my inability to hide my emotions even as he begins to look concerned.
"You're so very honest ... and caring ..."
"Sylpheel, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, Gourry-sama ... nothing at all ..."
I hear him following me as a I walk away ... How could I ever say the words?
Tell him what I feel ... tell him that I love him?