A/N-This was a request from ObeliskX! A genderbender LokeXLucy story was the order of the day. This is a side project for me so I will be updating often but not as often as ENDings and Beginnings. Check back soon for more hilarity and later lemons!
"Open, gate of the Lioness. Leona!" Lucien swung his Zodiac key outward, allowing the magic to connect him to the Celestial Spirit world. Bright light suffused the area, finally coalescing into a human form. Tall and lithe, the spirit stepped forward as the light faded, revealing the leader of the Celestial Spirits in all her glory.
"You called, sir?" she purred, adjusting her strapless, floor-length dress, checking to make sure the emerald fabric fell just so and the ruffles caught the breeze the right way.
"You gotta help me, Leona! I just-WAUGH!" Lucien's plea was interrupted by a blast of magic from behind him. He soared through the air, landing hard on his face. Pushing himself upright and spitting out dirt, he glanced back at his strongest Celestial Spirit. "Please, Leona!"
"Of course, my prince!" Leona threw her Regulus Blast barreling toward the bandit attacking her master. With the bandit safely dealt with, Leona rushed over to Lucien's side, helping him up and dusting him off.
"Are you ok, sir?" she asked. Reaching out, she attempted to straighten his blue neck tie but he impatiently brushed her hands away.
"I'm fine, thank you, Leona. I knew I could count on you." He straightened his tie himself before adjusting his white dress shirt and blue pants.
"Of course, my prince. I would do anything for you! Would you like me to accompany you back home? Maybe more bandits will attack! I wouldn't want anything happening to you!"
Lucien rolled his eyes. "It's fine, Leona. Thank you again. You can go back now."
Sighing sadly, Leona only nodded before closing her gate.
Lucien turned and began the long walk back to the village so he could collect his reward. "I really need to have a talk with her at some point. She may be my strongest and most loyal spirit, but she's really pushing it!" With his hands shoved in his pockets, he brooded the entire walk back.
As he walked into Fairy Tail, Lucien cast his eye around for the rest of his teammates. Gray, the resident Ice Mage, was sitting by herself, drinking and ignoring Jonas, the Water Mage who was constantly begging for her attention.
"But Gray-sama, you always sit at the other table with your team! Why did you move? Was it to get away from Jonas?" Lucien could see tears starting in Jonas' eyes and he braced for the waterworks.
"Jonas, I just wanted to sit at another table, ok? "
"Gray-sama! Your shirt!" Blood gushed from Jonas' nose as he passed out on the floor. Meanwhile, Gray blushed and dove for the shirt laying on the floor, pulling it quickly back over her head and sliding her hand under her long raven colored hair to free it from the collar of the shirt.
Chuckling to himself, Lucien made his way over to the table and planted himself next to Gray. "Jonas still giving you problems, Gray?"
"He just doesn't know when to quit." Gray took a long drink from her beer.
They both ignored the water rising around their ankles from the Water Mage's tears.
"Where's Nashi?" Lucien asked, looking around for his favorite pink-haired Dragon Slayer. Usually she was at the guild making a mess, burning something down, or picking fights with someone, but today the guild seemed strangely quiet.
"She went on a job with Happy. She was going to wait for you but Ezra wanted to get an early start and practically dragged her out by the hair."
They both shared a moment of silence for the imminent demise of their friend at the hands of the Requip Mage.
"Gotta be honest, Gray, but Ezra scares the hell out of me. He's way too aggressive."
Gray nodded and the two subsided into silence. Jonas had disappeared somewhere, presumably to melt into a puddle for no reason and now the guild was almost silent, just a low buzz of conversation surrounding them.
"Gray, can I ask your advice on something?"
"Sure. What's up, Luc?"
Lucien cleared his throat and shifted slightly on his seat. "It's Leona. She's been driving me crazy. Every time she shows up she hovers over me, worrying about my injuries and touching me. It's irritating as hell! How do you put up with it with Jonas? It's practically the same thing!"
Gray set her drink on the table and rolled it back and forth between her palms for a moment before answering. "The truth is, Luc, it doesn't bother me. I actually kind of like it, though I'd never tell her that. Jonas is always there for me, doing his best to support me. While the fangirl attitude is really irritating, it's sort of nice to have someone that focused on me. Maybe you've been looking at it wrong this whole time."
Lucien looked with surprise at his teammate. "Really? You like it? Mavis, I just wish Leona would stop. I've told her so many times I'm not into her like that and besides, we have a contract together. I'm not sure but I'm willing to bet there's got to be some sort of rule against it in the Celestial Spirit World." Pushing away from the table, Lucien rose. "Thanks for listening, Gray. I'm gonna head home. See ya later." With that he stalked out, leaving Gray with a thoughtful look on her face as he left.
When he arrived home, the first thing he did was get a shower. He felt like he needed to get the stench of his embarrassment off his skin. Having his ass handed to him by a bunch of freakin' bandits… Lucien snorted as he soaped up, letting the hot water relax his muscles. Sighing, he turned the water off and wrapped a towel around his waist, intending on putting sweatpants on and working on his novel.
"Leona, what the fuck!?" Lucien squawked as he stumbled backwards upon finding the Lioness Spirit propped seductively on his bed. She still wore her emerald green dress, but her heels had been kicked off and were laying haphazardly on the floor. She lay on one side, her head propped on her hand, the other hand resting comfortably on her hip.
"I thought you could use some company, Lucien," she purred, beaming innocently at him.
Tearing his eyes away from her curvaceous form, Lucien simply glared. "I'm perfectly fine, Leona, you can leave. I don't want nor need company. I'm just going to have a quiet night."
"Are you sure, sir? We could order some pizza, relax, talk…I could give you a massage! You seem like you need to relax, sir."
Lucien snorted and flung his hand outward, finger pointing in the direction of the door. "I'm fine, thank you. Please get out."
Shrugging elegantly, Leona left, wiggling her fingers in a playful goodbye as she walked through the front door. Lucien locked it behind her then rested his back against it, taking a deep breath as he tipped his head back and closed his eyes.
On the other side of the closed door, Leona rested her back against it, tipping her head back and squeezing her eyes shut, willing the tears not to escape.