A/N: So, I normally don't add to oneshots and just let them be, however I quite enjoyed writing Pink (please read! :3 ) and wanted to practice the style more.-Mufin
Warning: K+
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.
Please note: I am under the impression that the rooms in fairy hills share a communal bathing area, but the kitchen was never mentioned. Do they have a kitchen? Or do they all eat out every evening? Do pizza delivery services exist in Fiore? I don't know.
With regards to the timeline, this occurs before FT breaks up and the second time skip, when exactly though is undefined. It's more in a weird limbo after Tartaros, but the guild is still together.
Series of oneshots
Page 12 ~MufinXoxo
00: Pink
(This is under my stories on my profile! It helps with understanding where these oneshots come from (it's less than 1000 words), but you can also read these first.)
01: Red
Erza's idea of recuperating after a tiring mission was slightly different from Lucy's; of course first there came a bath, but this was followed by a piece of strawberry cake, then meticulously cleaning all her weapons. Erza disliked being unprepared, and she never knew when she may need her armour again.
Steam billowed around her as she exited the communal bathing area, towel wrapped firmly around her and tucked in between her breasts. Her other towel was wrapped around her head like a turban and she tightened it as she strode down the panelled hall towards her room, intent on completing part two of her post-tiring-mission routine.
Erza firmly closed the door behind her, her eyes resting on the white cardboard box which looked oddly small on her large table in the centre of one of her rooms. Fresh from the bakery. Decadent whipped cream, sandwiched between delectable sponge cake and a single, perfect red strawberry resting on top. She knew it was inside. All she needed to do now was open the box, grab a fork and let herself be elevated to food heaven.
"Erzaaa~" A knocking sounded at her door, just as she sat down, fork poised in one hand and the other reaching to open the lid. Was that Mirajane? Erza felt a sense of dread; Mirajane was to never be ignored, and the chance of enjoying her favourite treat in peace when Mirajane wanted something was less than zero.
"Erza?" A second knock.
Mirajane was not to be ignored.
With a heavy sigh, Erza stood up, trudging to the door and giving the intruder a belligerent stare.
Promptly, a magazine was thrust into her face. "Start on page 12, but the page you really want is 15." Mirajane informed her.
"Um..." Erza didn't know if she should tell Mirajane that she had never read a gossip magazine such as the weekly sorcerer ever. In her entire life. And that there was a piece of strawberry cake she'd rather be eating.
"I'll leave you to it." Mirajane beamed at her, before spinning around and gracefully gliding down the corridor.
Sitting back down, Erza decided it was best to enjoy her cake first, before she read whatever the takeover mage wanted her to read.
After enjoying her treat and feeling extremely satisfied, she carefully picked up the offending piece of literature.
"Page 12…" muttering, she turned to the page and saw an annotated colour wheel, arrows indicating which shade had been matched with different mages. Huh, well, she supposed they had to come up with something to keep their readers interested and buying a new magazine each week.
Carrying on, she turned to page 15, planning to finish as quickly as possible so she could proceed with her weapon cleaning. An A4 version of herself greeted Erza, sword raised whilst she fought against the monsters during pandemonium.
Red
/rɛd/
adjective
1. Of a colour at the end of the spectrum next to orange and opposite violet, as of blood, fire, or rubies.
2. The colour of Erza's soul
Okay, red was Erza's favourite colour. She'd easily admit that. But the colour of her soul? Wasn't that a bit farfetched?
We all love our fiery warrior mage, the burning passion when she fights for her guild! Still, fire is not all that echoes red, and we at the Weekly Sorcerer have made it our prerogative in this issue to explore our newly designated colour mages and the reasons for their careful selection.
Food is always a focal point in these observations, so first off; Erza loves strawberry cake. It is an undisputable fact, and after the wrath her poor guild mates had to endure when that piece of indulgence fell to the floor… well, nothing would be able to convince anyone that the little red berry in cake form does not hold a special place in her heart (and digestive tract).
Erza glanced at the empty box on the table. Well, they weren't lying. The culinary creation was a vital sustenance.
We may be following a similar format to the previous colour in our spectrum, pink, but that is only because this format, like that of chick lit, has proven effectiveness.
Example two; appearance. More specifically, hair. Erza's hair. Which was scarlet when she was a child, is currently a brilliant crimson, and may one day become lighter and then grey. Additionally, as we would not want to be accused of being unobservant, let it also be pointed out that the simple, loose fire trousers worn by Erza during her fiercest battles, such as the one against Azuma, were also red.
This showcases another aspect of Titania's personality already touched upon at the beginning. She protects her guild mates with the greatest ardour. Whatever the case, be it a positive or negative feeling, red always shows the extreme, the most, and we firmly believe that Erza does nothing without giving her best. The warmth with which she cares for her nakama being first and foremost.
Erza was feeling oddly flattered as she read the paragraph commenting on one of her more commendable traits.
However, there is always more than what meets the eye, especially if it is a glass one.
Erza's hand jerked to her eye. It may not be glass, but it was certainly artificial.
That Erza's Fairy Tail stamp is blue is a discrepancy which can be blamed on the hair colour of only one person. The ex-member of the Ten Wizard Saints, who will forever remain the best looking member the elite organisation has ever had.
The expulsion of Siegrain from the Magic Council has always plagued us at the Weekly Sorcerer. Rarely do we find such an attractive, young mage of such high status, as most of them are old and wrinkly. We have lost almost all interest in the Council since. It was such a loss.
It seemed the magazine could not go without voicing opinions about everything. Which had left her feeling complimented before, but was now superfluous. Also, this was the reason why Erza could not follow gossip like Lucy could. It started off with the colour red and suddenly they were discussing Jellal's expulsion.
Back to the matter at hand.
One of our esteemed colleagues–
Erza was thinking more along the lines of stalker…
–managed to glimpse Siegrain being arrested and–
Make that a suicidal stalker. Did they not know the whole place had been about to blow because of Nirvana? It had been a hard battle.
–more importantly, hinting that he is the one who gave the warrior mage her surname, Scarlet.
Managed to glimpse? Did they have supernatural hearing? They couldn't have been close. A significant amount of the council soldiers had been present during Jellal's arrest, and the whole area had been surrounded. There was no way they would have let him escape after how he mislead and conned them. Did council members not have some secrecy oath that prevented them from sharing information of convicted criminals and their arrests?
The mention of Jellal's name earlier had made her nervous for some unexplainable reason, as if she was afraid they may reveal something more about him that all of Fiore should not be privy to. Or that her surname had always been personal, but was now no longer her secret. Or that they had commented on his good looks, which made her jealous. But Erza didn't get jealous, and she refused to acknowledge that as the reason for her irritation.
We have more than enough reason to believe that the current leader of Crime Sorcière is no other than a blue haired mage with a ruby tattoo over his right eye.
Erza was sure by now that there was something unorthodox about the magazine's 'information gathering' methods.
We, and we hope our readers too, are sensing a theme here. Crimson hair, 'Scarlet' surname, a ruby tattoo... and the colour of love and strawberries is red!
Yes, Erza Scarlet is the undisputed red mage. Best luck with her romance!
Not just Erza's hair, but also her face, was bright red by the time she had finished reading the article.
Maybe she should buy another piece of cake?
Too long A/N: I reread some old chapters for this and I have to say I love 100. I feel like that chapter summarises an essential part of Fairy Tail. Also 162-163, hello OTP feels, hello ship, hello this is practically canon and any other pairings involving Jellal and Erza not together are blasphemous. I am normally flexible with pairings and although I have my preferred ones, I don't mind seeing other possibilities, but for Jerza I will not budge.
Jellal needs to get his act together and propose. And stop with all the "I need to repent for my sins and can't be with you" nonsense. Honestly, they both love each other, why can't it be simple?
ANYWAY, now I have that rambling off my chest.
More colours (and pairings? ;) ) to follow! - Mufin