Hey there! :) Fic time!
None of the characters in this story belongs to me and I don't earn money with this piece of work
So I looked for works about this pairing on the website and it seems like I'm the first author to publish a Mirajenny story (it seems, I didn't check the cross-overs)
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People think I have everything for me. Beauty, intelligence, money and friends. As a top model and miss Fiore, I have all of this. But the truth is that I'm lonely. I want someone in my life. I can have anyone I want, but I don't want anybody. I wanna share a bond, a deep one. I want a connection. I want someone to share it with me. I want to be in love. With a man or a woman, as a pansexual, I don't care.
Tonight, I decided to go to that restaurant Hibiki told me about, the Crocus Panache. I'm done with sharing my meals with people who don't listen to me or complete strangers. I know I'll spend a moment with a complete stranger, but I hope this is gonna be different, that I won't get bored to death.
I get in the Crocus Panache, say hi to the headwaiter and ask for a table and some company.
« You're lucky, miss Realight. We have a table and only one host left. Mirajane will spend the evening with you. » A young woman, around my age, comes in. She has long white hair and the biggest eyes I've ever seen-they're blue-. She's not that cute, she's got charm, though. She wears a sequined black dress, she's very elegant.
« Hi, I'm Mirajane Strauss and I'm your company for tonight. Nice to meet you, miss Realight. »
« Hi, nice to meet you too, miss Strauss » We shake hands and go to our table.
« You can call me Mirajane. » she says with a smile. « It's a honor for me to spend some time with you. »
« Thank you. » I order some wine. « So, how does it feel to talk to complete strangers every night? »
« It's interesting. But I have to admit that there are sometimes annoying customers who try to hook up. »
« I'm not surprised, you're cute » She smiles again and blushes.
We drink our wine in silence. I'm not good at starting conversations and it's a shame because I really want to talk.
« So… » Thank God, she talks first! « How does it feel to be famous? »
« It's awesome. I have friends, I go to parties, I have fun. I have a big house, a butler, plenty of domestics, many cars, I also have horses. » She seems annoyed by what I said.
« Wanna see them some day? »
« I saw the same things at my parents' place. » she says with a smile.
« But if you have the same things at your parents', why are you working? »
« In order to pay college, I don't wanna depend on them. »
« I see. » She's brave, I would've ask my parents for money if they were rich and if I went to college.
« What are you studying? »
« Medicine. I want to be a doctor in a small town » She seems really passionate by her studies. I can hear it in her voice.
« Why? It seems difficult and tiring. »
« I want to help people, take care of them. I like feeling useful because I like people. » Mirajane is an interesting person. And she must be so smart!
I order my meal and start eating it.
« Oh excuse me, do you want something to eat? »
« No, thanks, we can drink but not eat. We, hosts, eat before coming here. So we're not hungry. » The more I look at her, the more I think she's cute. And she has a warm smile. The evening's almost over and I don't want to leave. I finally pay my bill and leave the restaurant.
I went again and again to the Crocus Panache and we became closer and closer. Our conversations became more and more personal. I started liking her and it seemed mutual. I went over there until that day, the day when everything changed.