Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail But if I did, MystWalker would definitely be canon! Sorry for some OOC but it wouldn't have been half as fun to write this is I made Mystogan the sweet and caring man that we all know he is ^-^
Her scarlet hair flowed in the breeze as she watched the boy with spiky blonde hair bow and yell at the ground, "I-I-I love you! Please accept my feelings!"
The pink tint on her cheeks contrasted with her emotionless facade as she spoke coldly, "My deepest apologies, but I cannot accept nor can I return those feelings. A boyfriend is not on my priority list at the moment. I'm sorry." She bowed slightly and swiftly turns to walk away.
The blonde looked up at her with a flushed face and pleaded, "I-I can prove myself! Please! Give me a chance!"
She snapped her head toward the boy and glowered down at him. The sun had started to set in the past minutes and now half her face was darkened with shadows. A small sadistic smile etched itself on her lips, "What stupidity. Have some pride, begging on your knees like that. Whatever scrap of dignity you might have had before, has now been stripped off. Pushovers like you make me sick."
The boy's jaw went slack and watched as the redhead walked away. Her scarlet locks swayed as she walked in confidence.
"I believe you could have been nicer in your delivery," a deep voice said next to her.
She narrowed her eyes and stated coldly, "Mystogan."
"Knightwalker," her said as he came out of the shadows.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" she spat.
The bluenette laughed softly, "Such diction, Knightwalker. It appalls me how you are second best in this school."
Her fists clenched, "What do you want?"
Mystogan smirked and touched her cheek, "Why would I want anything? All I wanted was to see my favorite red headed scholar."
She slapped his hand off of her cheek, "Go die."
He laughed and ran a hand through his hair, "I came here to give you this." Mystogan took out a manilla envelope and held it out to her.
Her eyes widened as she snatched the envelope from his hands and ripped it open. It was from the dean of their school, Edolas University. "We congratulate you in joining student council, you have been chosen. Your grades are superior and from what we have seen, your athletics are as well. We are here to tell you that you have been able to join student council…" The smile on her face dimmed as she read aloud the last words, "...as Vice President."
Knightwalker gripped the envelope, "Who the fuck is President then?!"
Mystogan smiled, "I'll see you around, Knightwalker."
Knightwalker growled, "Whatever" She turned and stomped away with the letter crumpled in her hand. She rummaged through her bag to find her keys once she made it to her apartment building without killing anyone.
She put the key in the lock and swung open the door. An empty, dark hallway welcomed her and she closed the door behind her. With a sigh, she kicked off her shoes and turned on the lights.
Knightwalker lived in here alone, ever since her parents had to go on work-related trips when she was nine. While most kids were resented because of it, she was glad. Her parents fought too much, and never once thought of getting a damn divorce. She tossed her backpack on the couch and groaned in irritation.
Mystogan was one of the few people that always got on her nerves. Be it his voice, his smirk, or his whit she hated it all. He was always superior to her in academic, athletics, and popularity. She worked hard for her spot as second best, but that bastard always beat her to first. How he did that was beyond her. She hated him. Hated.
While she was second place, her popularity was still high among the other students. With her beauty and brains, she was pretty much the perfect package. Except for one thing. She was a bitch. A cold hearted sadistic bitch. But even so, many males confessed to her like moths to a flame. And they all ended the same, burned. To a crisp.
Mystogan, however, had girls swarming around him in packs. When he was confessed to, they usually left satisfied or happier then before. Knightwalker knew it was all a facade of his, he looked like the prince but deep down she knew he had a heart of black. 'Well, he probably doesn't have a bad bone in his damn body but that won't stop me from thinking he's an evil son-of-a-bitch!' she thought.
The next morning, Erza woke up later than usual and she screamed in frustration. With the speed of a cheetah, she got dressed and ran out the door. She couldn't be late to this student council meeting! While rummaging through her messenger bag for her phone, she rammed into something hard. She fell backward and groaned, "Damn."
Underneath her was Mystogan, with a face the color of a tomato. Knightwalker rubbed her temple and growled, "What the hell?! Watch where you're going!"
Mystogan's blush dimmed and he scowled, "Watch where I'm going?! You watch it!"
Knightwalker grabbed her messenger bag and saw Mystogan staring at her skirt. "What the fuck are you looking at?!" She snapped in irritation.
He let out a low whistle and laughed, "I just never thought that Erza Knightwalker would wear pink lace from Victoria Secret."
Her face flushed a deep red and she quickly got up, "Y-Y-You perverted piece of crap!" Her fist swung out and she attacked. However, Mystogan was too fast and caught her by the wrist.
"Is that anyway to treat your President, Vice President Knightwalker?" he mused,with a small smile.
Knightwalker's eyes widened, "President?!"
That bastard!
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