What's this? A new chapter story even though I have no idea how it ends and I'm already so poop at keeping up with my other chapter story? Awww yiss!
Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail or Mashima's beautiful and creative brain.
~~Prologue~~
Lucy really didn't know what she was thinking. How could she have possibly believed that it would turn out any different? One of her short stories was even based off a situation like this for heaven's sake!
If it had been anyone other than those two that had seen them, and she really meant anyone else, she and Levy wouldn't be sitting on her apartment floor with their heads buried in their arms and faces burning in fresh flames of embarrassment. Mavis riding a chimera and Master Makarov in the nude would've been a better pair to come across, or maybe even Master Bob and Ichiya in matching lingerie. On second thought, Master Bob and Ichiya in matching lingerie would have been an almighty blessing from above. Why, just why, did it have to be Natsu and Gajeel in the club that night? What did she and Levy do to deserve such an ungodly punishment?
All they were looking for was a way to unwind, a little adventure for two bookworms without all the stress of a mission. The brooding blonde and script mage never dreamed that their occasional stress outlet would turn into such a sweet, sweet addiction. Lucy supposed the two of them only had themselves to blame. At some point in time, they'd apparently agreed that this would be their little secret when the fact was, after their second visit, they never wanted to set foot in anything close to a club again.
Lucy heard a dull thunk, and from the whine she heard afterward she guessed Levy had whipped her head up too fast and hit it on the headboard of her bed. The blonde managed a small smile.
"Hey, Levy?" She mumbled.
"Yeah, Lucy?" The script mage replied.
"You okay?"
Levy snorted. "You could say that. You?"
Lucy snorted in return. "Yeah, barely." There was a pause. "Levy?"
"Yeah?"
Another pause. "... Nevermind."
Maybe it was too early to talk about everything: how this happened, why fate was against them and, most importantly, what they were going to do now. From her friend's silence, Lucy knew Levy felt the same.
The celestial mage lifted her head and felt behind her for a pillow to hug. The one she pulled towards herself happened to be a heart-shaped one that Natsu always complained "smelled funny". Bringing the pillow to her chest, Lucy sank slowly to the floor and let self-pity wash over her like summer rain.
This was going to be a long night.
Well, I guess you could call it a dramatic prologue, or a little taste of a future climax to pique your interest. When I thought of this fic (and I've had this idea in my head for a while), I never thought it would be anything other than a long one-shot, but at one point I realized it would be a mess that way.
Since I couldn't bear to leave my readers with such a poor excuse of a chapter, I've decided to withhold myself from posting this before I'd finished the second chapter (or should I say the first?). Be forewarned that it might take a while before the aforementioned climax happens. I have a couple of adventures I want Levy and Lucy to go through first before the two boys come around :P for those of you that have read WOLCP, you'd already know that I like to build things up very very slowly.
Well then, what are you waiting for? On to the next chapter!
~Luclipse