kinkfest | Collision Course (Pandora Hearts/Slayers, Break/Zelgadis, R) (Reply)

Title: Collision Course (1/2)

Author: Tsutsuji

Fandom: Pandora Hearts x Slayers crossover

Pairing: Xerxes Break x Zelgadis. with ... a few others implied.

Rating: I'm afraid it only makes it up to R.

Warnings: Somewhat dub-con due to mistaken identity; implied infidelity. Also crossover confusion, somewhat OOC, and various other sorts of silliness. Not beta'd.

Word count: 6870. Waaaay longer than I intended! and therefore posted in 2 parts

Written for Springkink for the prompt: July 18 - Crossover: Pandora Hearts/Slayers, Break/Zelgadis: mistaken identity, seduction - He looked like a Chain, but he certainly didn't act like one. Apparently this stone-skinned beauty believed him to be someone named "Xellos" playing a trick. Break was willing to pretend if it was easier to get him into bed that way.

Summary: see prompt.

Notes: Basically a seiyuu joke - Akira Ishida does the voices for both Break and Xelloss. A few things are mentioned in passing that won't make much sense unless you're familiar with both fandoms, but I've tried to make it readable even if you only know one set of characters or the other.

Sorry it's a day late, and that it got so long and rather silly at the end, and especially sorry that there isn't more porn.

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Part One

You could say that it all happened because Zelgadis would insist on following every clue and rumor of a possible magical artifact or spell that he heard about, no matter how distantly relevant it seemed to his search for a way to look human again. Or you could always blame it on Xelloss for following Zelgadis around everywhere, with the excuse that the determined chimera-shaman might stumble upon some spell that would be of concern to the Mazoku. (After all, as Xelloss would explain if you asked him, by this time Zelgadis was nearly as adept at tracking down rumors of stray Claire Bible manuscripts as he was. But we all know that's just a convenient excuse.)

You could, possibly, blame it all on The Will of the Abyss, but that would probably be stretching things a little bit too far.

In any case, it almost certainly began the moment Zelgadis Mega-Branded his way into the ruins of a library in an abandoned temple that was rumored to be cursed. There was not much there to catch his interest at first, but finally he paused in front of a single object. After a few minutes of staring at it, he turned his head, not quite far enough to glance back over his shoulder.

"If you're going to keep stalking me, stupid Mazoku, at least make yourself useful!"

That was an opening Xelloss couldn't pass up.

"Oh, my, Zelgadis-san!" he said, shimmering into physical space right behind him. "What part of me would you like to use today? I'm all yours!"

Zelgadis snorted. "Not that kind of useful, pervert," he muttered.

Xelloss saw the little flush bloom in his cheeks as he turned away. It never ceased to amuse him that bluish-colored stone skin could still turn such a delightful shade of pink. The fact that it wasn't accompanied by a casual Fireball also meant that he had some real chance of distracting Zelgadis away from his search today.

"Here," Zelgadis said, pointing at the object on a shelf in front of him. In the dusty ruins, the shiny new doll looked distinctly out of place. It had the brightest golden hair he'd ever seen on a doll or anything else, and about a million frills and ribbons and petticoats on its dress, and a disturbingly cheerful smile painted on its perfect little face. He had a feeling it would even make Princess Amelia shudder.

"Fascinating," Xelloss said, moving closer to look over Zelgadis' shoulder. He was not really interested at all, but it was an excuse to put his hand on the chimera's shoulder and lean up against his back.

Zelgadis glared back at him with the force of a Blast Bomb. Xelloss smiled a perfectly innocent smile and took a judicious step backwards. He made a point of studying the disgustingly cute toy very carefully.

"Ah yes, you're thinking of Joe and the Tower of Artemay!" he said, suddenly remembering a previous adventure involving disturbingly cute little dolls. "Lina-san was quite thorough; there's certainly nothing left of the puppet master who turned you into that cute little Zelga-bunny!" He smiled reassuringly.

Zelgadis glared again, quite predictably, at the reminder. Xelloss saw his chances of distracting him grow a little bit slimmer.

"So you don't detect any magical aura coming from this thing?" the shaman said, insistently returning to practical matters.

Xelloss was about to shake his head and assure him there was absolutely nothing uncanny about it, and then make another attempt to turn the conversation back to a more interesting topic, like how he could be far more "useful" than this, perhaps with his mouth. Then Zelgadis reached for the doll.

If Xelloss had been as human as his appearance made him out to be, his hair would have stood straight up on end. Even before Zelgadis actually touched it, he sensed a magical aura after all, as if something had been activated within it, and suddenly the thing felt distinctly wrong to him in a way he couldn't identify. The innocent face of the doll seemed to have changed, the glassy eyes and empty smile taking on a sinister gleam, and it seemed to Xelloss' eyes to be surrounded by its own rapidly spreading shroud of darkness.

Zelgadis noticed some of this, too, but to Xelloss' alarm, that only increased his interest.

"Aha," he said softly, fascinated "I knew it! There's some unusual magical power hidden in this thing!"

"Zelgadis, give that to me!" he snapped, reaching in front of him. "It's not safe for you to touch! It's - "

Otherworldly was the word that came to mind, but he didn't get a chance to say it. He reached across and got his hands on the doll a split second after Zelgadis' fingers touched it.

Which turned out to be exactly the wrong thing to do. If being touched by a human was enough to light the thing's magical fuse, being touched by a mazoku was apparently just what it needed to set it off.

The space around the doll opened up into a swirling vortex with Zelgadis right in the middle of it, like a whirlpool in physical space sucking him into its depths. Xelloss made a grab for him, but to his surprise the whirlpool was already sucking him in, too.

He would have dived into the vortex after Zelgadis anyway, but he lost his hold on both the chimera and the doll immediately. Zelgadis spun away from him, falling even faster than he was toward who knew what other dimension. The black nothingness between universes closed in around Xelloss, battering his senses until he could no longer hear or see or feel anything at all.

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The first thing Zelgadis knew when the swirling weirdness finally stopped was that he was horizontal, and there was a smooth, flat surface under his back, and the air felt strange. He tried to move, but he couldn't even pry an eyelid open, say nothing of lifting an arm or raising his head.

"Oho, look what we have here! An escaped Chain, apparently!" said a voice somewhere above him, quite nearby - Xelloss' voice, softly gloating. The tone was certainly familiar, even if the words didn't make sense, but how often did Xelloss actually make sense, anyway? "So the rumors were true: there really is some connection to the Abyss from this place. "

Frustration with the mazoku and his endless pranks gave Zelgadis enough motivation to pry his eyes open, but after that it took all his energy to blink in surprise at what he saw. A strangely dressed man peered down at him with an eerie grin, one finger to his chin. Snow-white hair covered one side of his face, revealing only one red eye.

"Hm, not exactly what I was expecting, I have to admit," the man said. To Zelgadis' surprise, the familiar voice of the mazoku was coming from his unfamiliar mouth. "In fact, this one looks remarkably human!"

Zelgadis would have smirked if he could have managed it. That certainly sounded familiar! Xelloss was constantly trying to convince him he didn't need to look for a cure for being part rock golem and part brow demon. Of course, that was probably just so that he would stop hunting for Claire Bible manuscripts and other magic that might be used against the mazoku. And possibly also trying to flatter him into bed - which worked far more often than Zelgadis liked to admit. No matter what it looked like, the voice and the gleam in that single eye were still the same.

"Shape-shifting again, Xelloss?" Zelgadis rolled his eyes. Even this took an effort, but he could tell his strength was starting to return. "At least you didn't turn into a woman this time," he muttered, thankful for that small favor. "But if you wanted to get me alone somewhere so desperately, couldn't you just extend an invitation for once?"

The face hovering above his seemed to pause for a moment, the single eye that he could see going round with surprise. Zelgadis smirked; apparently Xelloss thought he wouldn't catch on so quickly. Then, of course, the pale face broke into a grin. Even if the face was different, that infuriating little smile was perfectly familiar, too.

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It might be mere coincidence that Xerxes Break happened to be following the rumor of a formerly unknown Way to the Abyss at the exact moment that Zelgadis had been shot through a dimensional vortex into his world. We certainly wouldn't want to put any of the blame on Liam Lunettes, his fellow Pandora agent, for doing the careful and diligent research that had led Break to be in that particular place at that particular moment.

Of course, as Xelloss had observed on a previous occasion, The Lord of Nightmares can be very capricious. But, personally, I wouldn't care to go pointing any fingers in Her direction.

Be that as a it may, based on always-reliable Liam's information, Break had walked into this abandoned mansion fully prepared to meet up with an escaped Chain, one of those monstrous, human-devouring creatures of the Abyss. And at his first sight of a man-shaped being with a body apparently made of stone and hair made of silver wire, he quite reasonably assumed that's exactly what he'd found. It wasn't quite like any Chain he'd ever seen before, though. It was a surprisingly attractive stone body, for one thing, he caught himself thinking. It was also surprisingly weak for a Chain that had managed to claw its own way out of the Abyss without a human Contractor. But still, obviously, a Chain, by all appearances, he reminded himself firmly, no matter how... interesting it might look.

Then the creature opened very human and intelligent blue eyes to look up at him, and spoke. At that point, Break paused and reconsidered. The stone man looked like a Chain, but he wasn't acting like one. Certainly, some Chains could cast convincing illusions, and some even appeared completely human, but this one didn't seem to be trying to deceive him in any way that he would expect. The words he said didn't make much sense, but they didn't seem to be the familiar, sinister nonsense of the Abyss.

At any rate, he could easily dispel any such illusion born of the Abyss with his own Chain's power, along with dispelling this apparently low-powered Chain itself if necessary. But Break was too intrigued by this unusual specimen to do that just yet.

Shaking his head at something he seemed to find rather amusing, the stone skinned man began to push himself onto his elbows and sit up, slowly, with more grace than Break would have expected of a monster-man in a stone body. Better to not let it get to its feet, he thought, and besides, he was curious about a couple of things. So he stepped a little closer and pushed the tip of his walking stick against the stone man's chest. It was certainly hard as stone under the light colored tunic, making a dull thumb when he tapped his stick against it.

He was prepared to release a little of Hatter's power if it was needed to keep this creature down or to reveal its true form, but, stone or not, the man fell back easily. He landed on his back on the floor again with an "oof," and blinked in surprise at the cane that pinned him down. Break stepped across him and then dropped down on top of him, straddling his hips, and kept the tip of his walking stick firmly planted on the man's chest.

The blue eyes widened for a moment, but the stone man didn't appear terribly shocked to find Break suddenly sitting on him. He closed his eyes and shook his head again, and this time he laughed softly.

"You know, Xelloss, your idea of foreplay gets more annoying all the time," he said. He shifted his hips sharply, but rather than pushing Break off of him, the move almost seemed... suggestive.

It was Break's turn to blink in surprise, but after a second or two, he thought he understood. Apparently this attractive, stone-skinned young man - Break was no longer certain it was a Chain at all - thought he was someone named Xelloss playing a trick on him in order to seduce him.

This seemed to indicate that he was, in fact, as much worth seducing as he appeared to be. Break had no explanation for the man's unusual appearance, but given the intriguingly hard body that was shifting around under his, he decided that it might be worth playing along and finding out more about it - and, especially, if that meant he could get this stone-skinned beauty into bed. Metaphorically speaking, that is; the floor would do just as well as far as he was concerned.

He laid his walking stick across the man's chest and then leaned down, placing his hands on either side of the man's head. That happened to let his fingers slide along the metallic strands of hair; he found they were just as stiff and smooth as they appeared to be. Not the least bit of surprise registered in those remarkable blue eyes.

"Pft!" The man made a dismissive sound, staring up at him. "You really didn't need to change your form, you know."

To Break's delight, his voice had dropped to a low purr that sent a warm shiver up his spine. This was definitely going in the right direction, if only he could keep up the deception long enough.

"Oh, dear, you don't approve?" he said, pouting a little. "I thought you might like it..."

It seemed to be the right thing to say, and even the right way to say it. The stone-skinned man grinned up at him indulgently.

"Well, since you went to all the trouble! I suppose I can't knock it until I've tried it," he said.

"Exactly!" Break exclaimed happily. "That's what I was thinking!"

This wasn't entirely accurate. What he was really thinking about was how stone skin might feel rubbing against his own, and how it would taste, and whether it would be sensitive at all, and how this man would react to anything he did. He was already enjoying the feel of the hard but mobile body moving under his thighs.

However, he was completely surprised when the man reached up and curled one stony hand around the back of his neck, and then pulled him the rest of the way down to kiss.

Break quickly discovered that, even if the man was stone all over on the outside, his lips were pliant and his mouth was warm and wet. And before they'd been kissing for long, Break had definitely figured out a few more important things about him: he was definitely not a Chain, and he had a very hot thing going with this Xelloss person, whoever he was. And also, Break realized, he was more than a little bit jealous of this Xelloss person.

Fortunately for him, he was here and Xelloss wasn't.

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continued in part 2 (since it got too big for LJ to digest).