Author: KateKane PM
While Xena is away on warrior business, Gabrielle is left behind in Athens. She meets and assists Lysistrata and her friends in trying to stop the Peloponnesian war using sex as their main weapon. When Xena arrives at the scene Gabrielle decides to test the women's strategy on her stubborn warrior princess as well… Rizzles fans: Just think of this as an AU of sorts and hang on;Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Xena & Gabrielle - Chapters: 9 - Words: 13,745 - Reviews: 30 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 11 - Updated: 08-12-12 - Published: 08-05-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8396470
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- where a certain warrior princess has finally has her priorities straight
"Looks like someone didn't get a wink of sleep," Lysistrata cheerfully stated as Gabrielle made her way into the kitchen the next morning.
Gabrielle responded with a kiss on the innkeeper's cheek. "As a matter of fact I haven't," she happily declared.
"Join the club." Calonike, who was hanging out in the bar, yawned. However, her fatigue did not stop her from sending the young bard a cocky wink.
"Breakfast for the guest of honour!" Lysistrata handed Gabrielle a plate of fresh bread, cheese and fruit. "Sit down wherever. Most of the other guests are still asleep. This truce has worn us out!"
Gabrielle sat on the nearest stool, but gave a wince and quickly got up again. "If you don't mind, I think I'd rather stand in the bar with you two," she said.
Calonike laughed. "That rough? Well, that's what you get from sharing a warrior's bed!"
Gabrielle said nothing, but felt the heat rising in her cheeks. She was about to come up with a similarly cheeky reply, but her train of thoughts was abruptly interrupted by a kiss to her neck.
"Any breakfast this early?" It was Xena. Already armour-clad and fit for fight, but her voice was soft and her hand found Gabrielle's on the table. Just like that; without hesitation and in public. Gabrielle had to give up on any attempt at cheekiness; by now she was smiling goofily from ear to ear into her plate.
"Just a moment," Lysistrata promised. She and Calonike exchanged knowing looks, before the innkeeper disappeared into the kitchen.
Gabrielle continued eating with her free hand, but all her senses were focused on the one Xena was caressing with long, thoughtful strikes along the fingers and in between.
Xena cleared her throat. "Gabrielle," she finally began, "I admit to a bit of initial scepticism towards yours and Lysistrata's peace strategy... But now I see how right you were all along."
Gabrielle put her fork down and looked at the woman who was by now both a friend and so much more.
The warrior princess had one eyebrow raised and a smile playing at the corner of her mouth as she added: "Turns out there are in fact certain things worth surrendering your weapons for."
At those words Gabrielle's blushing cheeks turned crimson, but this time the bard didn't curse her light skin. In fact, she couldn't have cared any less.
THE END - and a deep-felt thanks from your humble bard for listening to my tale. Feedback will be most appreciated!