Happy New Years!
My first Mystwalker, completely high school AU collection of one shots is here! Well... at least the first one. Two things to know about this story, one it will not have anything to do with my other AU 'Step Forward', so it is much less complicated than the other one. Second, due to the fact that I still have an ongoing story, updates for this will vary. I will do my best to keep this on a normal updating basis, but life happens...
I hope you guys enjoy this and if you have anything you want to read, please suggest ideas. Of course, I cannot write all of the suggestions, but I will try to incorporate at least some of them. Hope you guys enjoy.
"MYSTOGAN FERENANDEZ! WHAT THE HELL IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!" A furious crimson haired girl slammed the door open to the student council room. Ladies and gentlemen, the vice president of Edolas' student council, Erza Knightwalker. She's feared by practically all of her classmates, but was appointed as vice president because of her ability to make decisions and her ability to punish certain delinquents along with those who dare hurt students in her school. The only person who can go against her is none other than the student council president.
"What's wrong, Erza? Did I forget your birthday again?" Who is Mystogan Ferenandez, the most trusted student and the son of the most famous politicians of Edolas, "I'm sorry, I'll get a reservation made immediately. What kind of cake do you want this time?" Now Mystogan, that's a childish question, since when does she want something other than strawberry cake? Except on the occasion where she wants something sour.
Erza grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled his face closer to hers. "That's not what I meant you bastard! I heard that you approved of letting the students go off campus for lunch from now on. They'll definitely skip out on afternoon lessons!" See? Erza is a very responsible person, even if she's violent.
"Now Erza, you're generalizing things. Personally, I think that it's a good idea if the students could go out during lunch breaks, it'll help them relax before afternoon classes. Several of the students had asked me if I could talk to the teachers about this."
"And you're generalizing if you think that all the students aren't going to abuse these rights to be permitted to eat and explore off campus."
"Don't worry, Erza. Only certain students of a certain G.P.A and attendance rate are going to be able to receive passes off campus so it's not like we're letting everyone go off campus," Mystogan reasoned. "Since there are guards at every entrance of the school, we'll make sure that they check the students' passes."
"That doesn't make it that much better! Even if the grades are good, there's more potential for the students to get in trouble with adults and other people. It's better if there's more restrictions than just that! And people can get bribed!"
"We'll discuss it in the meeting later and whichever side has more votes will decide whether or not we abide by this program. That's the most reasonable thing to do, isn't it?" Erza scoffed at his suggestion and seated herself 3 chairs away from him. If there was anything that she hated about Mystogan, it was that he was far too naïve and kind sometimes. How is he expecting to survive in a politician's world if he continues to have thoughts like that?
A young girl ran into the room, not out of breath at all despite the amount of running that she just performed. "Erza-san! Bad news! Our students have gotten into a fight with Phantom Academy students in the downtown area!"
"We are talking about this later. Coco, don't follow me, I already have an idea of where they are." She left after slamming the door.
Mystogan sighed. She left her bag to him again. He would go with her, but there's still a meeting to go to and it's not like she can't handle something like this by herself. He had confidence to believe that she would get the job done, but just to reassure him. "Coco, how many people on the opposing side?"
"Around 8 maybe? But I think I heard one of them calling for back up. Will Erza-san really be alright, Kaichou?"
"I'll check things out after the meeting. She should be fine for the most part. Hughes, Sugarboy, get in here and sit down so we can start discussing things sooner," Mystogan commanded. "Today's topic will be on the program for freshmen we were discussing about last time."
"Awesome, but where's Erza? Is she skipping out on the meeting?" Hughes asked as he sat down. He's a studious person despite how he looks.
"Hm… Did lover boy do something again to get her to be upset again? You know that you can't do that or Knightwalker will go on a rampage, hm." It's a running joke throughout the student council of Erza and Mystogan's relationship, but no one dares to bring it up seriously, lest they be crushed by the scary Vice-President. Their relationship is close, but not that close quite yet.
"We're not fighting. Erza just has to go take care of a couple of things as a member of the student council," he answered simply. But just because he had a relaxed persona doesn't mean that he isn't also worried in his own way.
"Bitches should mind their own business!" A member of Phantom shouted as he punched Erza in the stomach. Others were aiming for her back. Some trying to constrict her entire body. She didn't like it when others were aiming for her stomach, but they punch it so often that she might as well stop wearing a shirt long enough to cover her belly button. After all, what's the point wearing something if it does little to protect you?
Simultaneously, they crowded her more and more. She was going to be unconscious soon if she didn't get serious. What a pain. In her mind, she sighed. Suddenly, she grabbed her offenders' arms and changed the direction of their fists to hit each other.
"Damn bastards," she muttered out before punching another one's lights out. Within a matter of minutes she beat the heck out of all the teenage boys. They should be grateful that she'll allow them to reproduce… this time.
The harassed students were able to get away while she was distracting them, so her job here is done. She looked at her wrist that had a bruise on it from one of them treating her a little too harshly. Oh well.
Erza walked home, trying to remember what instant foods she had in her cupboard that she can devour for dinner. Even though she left her bag at home, she still could open the door with the key that's inside a pillar of the porch.
Most people who live alone would expect their house to be dark, but Erza always knew that there was someone who was there to greet her. "Welcome home, Erza," a certain blue haired student president. When he saw her bruises, he immediately lowered the fire on the soup and got out the first aid kit.
"Don't give me that kind of look. It's that not terrible," she protested as he pushed her into a chair.
"Have you seen yourself? Take off your shirt." Erza gave out a frustrated sigh. He was always like this. Too worried about what she's been doing. She took off her shirt, but still leaving herself in her undershirt. She realized that she got some bruises at her neck.
"Were they safe?"
"The students were able to get away while I left most of the Phantom students unconscious. Stop worrying," she told him as he was putting some cream and bandages on her collarbone area.
"Most of these will be gone in a couple of days, but I think you should probably stay out of P.E at least for tomorrow," he said.
"I am not that weak. I can-"
"If you refuse, then I will carry you bride style all around school and from school and back until I think you don't have any more injuries."
He was being dead serious. Does he even know how embarrassing that is?! "Fine, I'll skip."Silence passed between them as Mystogan gently patched her up. He was a kind person, much better suited to be a doctor of some sort than a politician like how everyone else expects him to be.
"There, I'm finished."
"You don't need to do this every time I get into a fight."
"Then how am I supposed to act when I see you hurt?" Honestly, he would probably beat the people who treat her like this to death. Erza didn't want that to happen. The student council president is meant to be an example to all the students and what would happen if it got that the he was beating people to death?
"Do what you want," she muttered out.
Mystogan smiled at her. "Tonight, I made some miso soup. It'll warm you up."
"Thanks." Due to her incapability to cook, she normally left it to Mystogan, who always hated to cook just for himself, so he would come by Erza's house which is a quick step away from his own and they would eat together. "It's good." He smiled. "But why are you wearing a pink apron?"
"It was the only one I could find," he protested.
With a bit of a snort, she said, "You look so weird." He remained smiling, glad to see her in a positive mood. There were things that Erza says that mean so many different things, she's kinder than lets on.
"Maybe you should put it on. I would love to watch you cook again."
"Do not talk about that," she commanded.
"But it was so funny."
"Don't talk to me about it!"
"I still can't believe that you put soy sauce in the casserole when you were supposed to put cheese in."
"Shut up!"
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