Hola Chicas. I have a new story that I hope you'll like, oh yeah there will probably be a lot of ooc-ness and nonsensical random turns in conversation
ok
~disclaimer~
I'm pretty sure you know I don't own fairy tail
ok on with the story
Chapter 1:
It's a small world
Lucy dragged her to another club, this had to be the 4th one that night, since Mira was too busy planning possibly the most important wedding of the year; her own, so Lucy decided to play the match-maker for her friend.
Her friend being Erza Scarlet, heiress to the Red Armoured Industries or RAI for short. Unfortunately the beautiful scarlet haired 25 year old has had a dry spell for the last 5 years.
"Lucy, can I go home yet?" Erza complained.
Lucy just laughed, " of course not, the night is still young!" She exclaimed.
"The night died of old age," Erza muttered as they were confronted with a large building, it had the words 'The Tower Of Heaven' written with neon lights, you could feel the vibrations from the ground, and the bass could be heard from a mile away, "I if this heaven you can condemn me to hell for all I care."
Upon hearing this Lucy turned to look at her, "Oh c'mon Erz, I know you don't get a chance to take a break this often, I know your life is speeding and it isn't stopp-"
"Lucy I'd appreciate it if you didn't break in to song." She cut her off, her voice incredibly harsh.
The blonde pouted, forcing tears into her large brown eyes, "I'm sorry Erza, I just wanted you to relax and enjoy yourself, so can you at least try?"
Erza sighed in defeat, "Alright but after this I'm going home."
Lucy's pout quickly disappeared as she dragged her into the Tower Of Heaven, and wow was it heavenly, complete with drunks and wasters, neon lights and loud music, sweat and vomit, yep Gods graces really couldn't compare.
Erza looked around for Lucy to find she had already vanished onto the dance floor capturing many admiring eyes.
Erza sighed and went to the upstairs section because it had a bar and a balcony, she sat down and earned her a wink from a blonde, tanned bartender.
Whilst wiping a glass, "What can I get for ya'," he smiled.
She sighed, "Something strong, bitter, and will make me forget."
"Is there anything in particular, Miss?"
"Erza. And everything if you've got something that can do that," she said looking down at her hands.
Placing a small glass in front of her, he replied, "well, I can't make you anything like that Miss Erza, but I'm sure this will take the edge off it all, I'm Sho by the way." He said she assumed he was trying to make conversation.
"How much is it?" She asked harshly ruining all chances of a conversation.
His smile widened, "it's on the house Miss Erza."
Erza just blinked a him, there was no one on the second floor and he was giving it her for free?
"You sure?" An eyebrow rose, "there's nobody up here."
he chuckled, it actually made him look like a young boy, "hehe yeah I'm sure, you'll pay me back later Miss Erza."
"I can't really deny a free drink," she picked up the glass and stood up, "I'm allowed on to the balcony, right?"
"Yeah, go knock yourself out," he chimed.
She strolled onto the balcony, the music was muffled but the bass could still be heard clearly from the speaker, it was around 4am and she could already see some signs of morning, she sighed failing to notice another presence near her, until the distinct smell of smoke hit her nose.
Upon this smell she turned around and saw a man with blue hair, he probably dyed it, a crimson tattoo around his right eye. Usually something like that would look idiotic and regret would be permanently be etched onto their faces like the tattoo they decided to have, but his actually suited him it fitted his dark aura, he was dressed in a black short sleeved collared shirt, a thin white tie loosely hanging around his neck, and a pair of ripped dark blue jeans finished off with some old black converse, he was surprisingly attractive in a rebel kind of way, but unfortunately he looked like a dougebag too, pity, this was the first guy in 5 years to have so much potential.
"Is something bothering you?" He asked his voice smooth like chocolate but chocolate can get sickly.
"Yes actually," she turned back to look out at the city, "The suns about to rise, I should be in bed by now."
"Well I'll have to lower my standards, but that can be arranged," he said as if he was accepting some kind of dangerous mission.
Erza was taken aback by this, "w-what did you say?" Her voice became menacing as she glared at him.
Then the douge started laughing, "hehe I kid...I kid you," he took a drag, "I'm not nearly drunk enough to consider..." His eyes travelled down her figure, "...that."
"Cheeky bastard!" Erza spat then she noticed he wasn't even looking at her anymore but instead he stared at the glass in her hand. "what are you looking at?"
"Did Sho give you a forget-me-not?" He sounded kind of worried.
"Oh is that what this things called? Yeah I guess," putting the glass closer to her lips only to be stopped by his hand.
"Those things are lethal and I'm not sure you can handle it," taking the glass from her grasp, "plus I don't want to see your ginger ass vomiting all over the place."
Erza was going to;
Hit him.
Attack him.
Torture him.
Dismember him.
And other painful things that were currently absent from her mind.
She stared at him her eyes full of rage and bloodlust.
"Oh, that look," he took a sip from Erza's glass and discarded his cigarette, "it's not the first time I've seen it."
"Well, OF COURSE NOT! A douge like you probably gets it from every living thing he comes across!" She roared.
He coughed a little, "I'm all up for experimentation, but, beasitiality is a bit far," taking another sip of the brown liquid, "...though I did consider it when I said I'd lower my standards for you." He added.
A vein in Erza's forehead.
"Are you calling me a beast?"
"No, I'm implying it," he smirked a dougebag smirk.
Erza wasted no time and went to smack him across his face only for her hand to be stopped by his unoccupied hand, that smirk widening.
Down stairs Lucy was getting tired of dancing, she sat down by the bar and got herself some water as she was trying to sober herself up (like she'd go home to her father wasted, the man man would beat her).
The mood had dampened, Erza was right the night had died and the was no more action no the floor.
"Excuse me, but what are you doing drinking water in a club?" The random pink haired man said to her, "I'm not the smartest nut in the shell but even I know that people come here to get wasted and have a good time." He had a cheerful smile on his face.
She sighed, "yeah I'm just getting a little tired, 'tis all," she got a better look a him, though he had pink hair he had a fine body, and black soulful eyes.
"A-anyway, have you seen friend anywhere? She has red hair , brown eyes and probably had a pissed off expression on her face."
The man blinked for a second, Lucy almost thought he didn't even listen to her.
"Oh, she went upstairs about half an hour ago," as he finished saying this the blonde ran off in the direction of stairs while avoiding all the drunken idiots.
She turned back for an moment and shouted, "Thanks Pinky!"
"It's salmon!" He yelled back annoyed.
Lucy made her way upstairs to find the only person up there was the bartender, "Err, excuse me but have you seen a red head anywhere?" She asked him.
A smile appeared on the bartenders face, "Yes, she's out on the balcony." He said pointing towards the door.
She thanked him and went on to the balcony to find her friend with a strangely familiar blue hair man grasping her wrist.
"Jellal?" She thought out loud also getting the attention of Erza and the bluenette.
"Lucy Heartfillia, small world, it's been a while," he smiled a wholesome smile which left the redhead immensely confused.
"Yes it has," Lucy turned to Erza, "I'm gonna steal her now if you don't mind."
Jellal released Erza's wrist, "Nah, you con have her," Lucy started to drag Erza out of the building.
Once they got outside the buliding Erza thought it was about time to get some answers out of the blonde.
"How do you know that guy?" She asked.
Lucy turned back to look at her, "What guy?"
"The blue haired jackass," her words cut harshly.
"Oh, you mean Jellal, he was in my class when I was at Era," she always sounded upset talking about her high school, "he was a good friend of mine."
Erza stopped in the street, staring at her, utter confusion written all over her face, "how can a person as amazing as you ever be friends with that asshole?"
Lucy just smiled, " Aw Erza thank you for saying such sweet things about me, but he's a great guy though sometime I swore he was a schizo."
Erza huffed, and they went their seep rat ways for the night-err morning.
After the girls left The Tower of Heaven closed for the night and Jellal was on the balcony with the bartender, Sho, and a certain pink haired man.
"Jellal! Who was that blonde?" A mischievous glint sparkled in his eye, "she was hot."
Sho sighed, "Natsu aren't you still with Lissana?"
"Yeah I am, I just don't think it's fair that Jellal knows all the pretty girls," Natsu complained.
Jellal lit himself a new cigarette, "If you really to know she's Lucy Heartfillia."
"Wow," Natsu's eyes widened, "So you know the heiress to the number one transport company in the world?"
The blue man shrugged, "we went to high school together, now Sho could you tell me who that redhead was?"
"Ohh so you're interested, huh, that conversation about beasitiality had me worried," the tanned man smirked.
"No, but I would like knowing the name of the person who made tonight so entertaining for me."
"I believe her name is Erza," he said heading back inside with Natsu.
Jellal inhaled the smoke and then whispered, "Erza huh?"
Yay chapter 1 is finished.
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