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Just Friends:  A Page In The Life . . .

by Batgyrl



Disclaimer:  All together now:  I do not own Xena or Gabrielle...wish I did.  This story deals with things that might be sensitive to some.  Oh, yeah, it might be considered alt.

Author’s note:  This story has some non-fiction elements.  Some of the said events have been altered to fit with aforementioned characters.  Send any suggestions, comments, or compliments to batgyrl_79@hotmail.com.  

I remember how Gabrielle and I started off together.  An aloof and sullen warrior, who had no real urges to discuss her life, and a bright, enthusiastic bard-in-training, who had a thirst for adventure and liked to chatter endlessly. 

It took her awhile to really get me to talk.  She was really patient (not to mention stubborn), but she made a change in me.  That brought about a lot of problems for me.  I wasn’t used to feeling positive emotions.  I couldn’t deal with them.  Those emotions made me feel good, but they also caused me a great deal of pain.

I remember the evening we stopped at an inn in Echinacea.  She was writing in her scrolls, and I was pacing the room.  The torrent of emotions was too great for me to handle.

"I’m gonna jump out the window," I said, unflinchingly. 

She looked at me and laughed.  "Xena, you’re not gonna jump."

With that, I arched my eyebrow and proceeded to open the window.  I had barely gotten my legs out the window when I felt her arms around my waist. 

"Let me go, damn it!"  I cried, trying to release myself from her vise-like grip.

"I can’t do that," she said tearfully.  "I care too much about you to let you do that."

I allowed her to pull me back into the room.  She pulled me into a hug.  I bawled my eyes out.  All I could was cry and say that I was sorry.  She comforted me until we decided that it would be best to get some sleep.

After that, I became a little more open with my emotions.  This caused me pain and grief as well.  We were on our way to the Amazon village to pay them a visit.  I told her that I had fallen in love with her and wanted to be more than just friends.  She said nothing for the rest of the trip after my admission of love.

When we arrived, the Amazons had a task for me.  I didn’t know how long it would take me, so I went to say good-bye and hug her.  As I was leaning to hug her, she pushed me away.

"Why do you want to hug me?" she asked, a disgusted look on her face.  She couldn’t have hurt me more if she had stabbed me in the heart with my own sword.

"Because we’re friends and I’d like to say good-bye before I go,"  I said, trying not to sound or look hurt.  She reluctantly gave me a hug and pulled away quickly, like I was some kind of sick pervert.

When I got back, Gabrielle and I had a discussion.  She basically told me that she thought that I had confused my strong emotions for something else.  She also said that she couldn’t continue being with me if I really felt "that way" about her.

It was then I decided that I couldn’t lose her, no matter the cost.  So I agreed with her about my being confused.  I told her that her friendship meant more to me than anything else in the world.

Things went back to the way they were.  Well, not quite.  I was still in love with her, but our friendship blossomed and grew stronger.  I had to repress that part of myself that just wanted to love her with all of my being.  That was going to prove difficult, but I have many skills...

 

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