Title of story: The Sweetest Revenge
Update: 04/06/13 (SATURDAY) 10:20 AM
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+Summary:
The moment Gray Fullbuster saw Lucy Heartfilia, he had to have her. She was the sexiest woman he'd ever met! Completely forgotten was the teenage Lucy whose youthful crush he'd rejected 5 years ago... For Lucy, the sweetest revenge was to make Gray want her—then cut him dead! Only, he didn't seem to remember her, and his desire sparked the realization of how deeply she still wanted him. Their passion was all-consuming—but what would happen when they finally confronted the truth about their past?
+Pairings:
Gray x Lucy & Jellal x Erza
Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail and this plot. The story belongs to "Emma Darcy." This is another book I bought from her in Google Play^0^ This story is Rated-M and Rated-T;) Happy Reading~
Chapter 2
The Birthday Encounter
At the entrance of the over-ly grand building, Lucy was literally trembling, her nerves a total clatter as she waited to make her entrance. She shouldn't have let Erza talk her into this. This "Sweet Revenge Plan" of hers. Somehow her friend had plumbed a well of pride, stirring it to the point where Lucy had actually thought that seeing the stunned look on Gray Fullbuster's face might mend the scars on her heart. Especially when she sprinkled stardust over him, turning him into the child, with her being the adult, falsely smiling at him.
Sweet revenge, Erza called it, but right now Lucy seriously doubted that anything about this gig could turn out sweet. I just have a feeling this plan wouldn't even go right. Lucy thought.
She would hate it if Gray didn't recognize and remember her and she would hate it if he did. And it was useless to even try to pretend she had forgotten him.
Nevertheless, she was here, outside the party roof-like projection over the entrance to the building on Fairy Hills, and it was too late to call off the promised performance since that Jellal already paid a big sum of jewels to their business' account. Someone inside was making a speech—Jellal Fernandes?—to bursts of appreciative laughter and occasional loud and cheerful laugh.. About a hundred guests, dressed in very trendy evening gear, Erza had reported, definitely a moneyed crowd. A lot of Guild company business owners and members of "society."
Since the sides of the tent were clear plastic for the guests to have an unimpeded view of the Magnolia Town and its awesome view of the busy town as well as the countless night lights of the country Joya (Jewel) located near of "Desierto," Lucy was standing out of sight behind their car while Erza stood at the entrance, watching proceedings until the vital moment came.
At least she could make a fast getaway if needed to, Lucy comforted herself, with the car so close by. Ten minutes—just ten flippin' minutes—of being a fairy princess and she could be out of here with Erza. Erza, of course, didn't want to leave. She was all dressed up to party in a slinky scarlet satin slip dress—a very sexy pixie tonight—but she'd promised she would find her own way home if Lucy wanted to take off.
A burst of applause made her heart start to move lightly and quickly. Erza held up her hand, the signal to get ready. Lucy briefly closed her eyes and prayed that her wings wouldn't fall off, that the long train of her skirt wouldn't catch on anything, that her vocal cords wouldn't collapse on her, that the stardust mechanism on her wand would work without a problem. One perfect performance, she pleaded, for this one night.
Jellal grinned around at his audience as the applause for his speech died down. "Please…hold your seats, everyone. We have a special surprise coming up for Gray, just to add a little bit of magic to the big 2-3 milestone." He gestured an over-to-you to the bandleader and stepped off the podium, having stirred a buzz of speculation around the tables. Gray watched his friend striding across the dance floor to their table, a slight swagger to his step. Jellal was certainly in top form tonight. He'd pulled off a hugely entertaining speech and now he was about to pull something else out of his hat of amusing tricks.
Jellal was a great party guy, Gray reflected, smiling at the high-colorless flammable hydrocarbon of the alkane series energy still radiating from him as he dropped into his chair at their table. Over the years they'd had a lot of fun together—all through university, setting up the business and running it. Long-time friends and always would be, Gray thought, knowing each other probably better than any women in their lives ever would.
The band started playing something he didn't recognize until the clarinetist came in with the melody. Then Gray burst out laughing at Jellal. "Somewhere Over the Rainbow?"
"The pot of gold is coming, man."
"A bit childish, isn't it, Jellal?" Juvia sniped.
Gray gritted his teeth, biting down on the urge to tell Juvia to take a hike. She'd been in a picky mood all evening—criticizing everything—and very soon now he was going to advise her to join another table.
Jellal gave her a smile that smacked of sweet satisfaction. "I'm giving Gray a touch of romance, Juvia. He needs it."
Gray felt Juvia bristle and braced himself for another mocking throw off at him. The surprised exclamations of "Oh, look!" and "Wow!" from other guests came as welcome relief, drawing their attention to where everyone else was turning. Swiveling around in his chair, Gray was initially hit with stunned disbelief.
A gorgeous glittering blonde with gossamer wings?
Then he took in the total image and barely restrain a glorious bubble of laughter. Jellal—with undoubtedly the most wickedly person who schemes in such pleasure—had got him a fairy princess with a magic wand! Juvia, of course, would not appreciate the joke, but Gray no longer cared what Juvia thought. Or did. In fact, if a wave of that wand could make her disappear, he'd have no objection at all.
Gray smiled at the fairy princess. He wouldn't be leaving her on a shelf for long if he had her in his keeping, and he wouldn't need any magic to spark off desire, either. She was the best-looking fantasy he'd even seen in the flesh.
And what flesh!
The thin navy blue evening dress shimmered around hourglass curves and the clingy fabric clearly revealed there was no artful underwear involved in creating the sexy effect. This was all living, breathing woman, so perfect she could have emerged from the pages of a fairytale book.
Her lovely face was made even more luminous by a smile that could have made gooey mush out of a stone heart and eyes that sparkled through a sprinkling of stardust. A delicate diamanté tiara crowned a long rippling flow of silky blond hair which looked all the more beautiful, framed by the wings with their fine network of bluish spokes and loops.
A princess indeed, Gray thought, and hoped she would grant his wish for her to stay on at the party so they could work some magic together.
So far, so good, Lucy told herself, smiling so hard her face ached. She'd made it up the aisle between the tables from the entrance to the dance floor without a falter or an unlucky accident. Her surprise appearance was certainly coming off as a surprise and she was intensely grateful that the response from the guests was positive—no cat-calling or anything off-putting, just a buzz of wonder and appreciation and a heightened sense of anticipation for what would happen next.
She spotted Gray Fullbuster as she stepped onto the dance floor. Jellal had told Erza that he and the birthday boy would be at the table directly opposite where the band was set up, and there they both were, Jellal in a forceful way pointing at Gray to identify him as the guest of honor.
Lucy nodded to show she understood. Gray was happily smiling at her, looking even more handsome than she remembered him, a dark blue shirt enhancing his raven dark hair coloring and heightening the vivid blue of his eyes…eyes that were gobbling her up as though she were everything his heart could desire.
For a moment, her heart leapt with treacherous joy… Gray loving the image of her. Then her mind savagely kicked in— lust, not love, you fool. He'd probably have the same look for a curvaceous bikini girl popping out of a birthday cake.
Her gaze slid briefly to the woman sitting next to him—masses of blue hair in a tousled mane, pouty red lips and a red dress with a low neckline on the woman's dress that had undoubtedly attracted him—out of the same mould as the scarlet tart he'd preferred to true love on his eighteen birthday.
Lucy hated her on sight. And quite clearly, the woman was making no bones about hating her right back. The fairy princess for Gray was not going down at all well with her.
Unaccountably a sweet sense of satisfaction swept through Lucy. She bestowed an especially warm smile on Gray before turning to walk to the podium where the microphone awaited. Let him lust after her instead of his blue-haired bed-pet, she thought wickedly, and put a more seductive sway into her hips to help him focus his attention where she wanted it.
Erza was right about revenge. It would be soothing to her wounded soul if Gray ended up panting after her tonight. Of course, it would mean he was a shallow rat, but proving that beyond a doubt might help to finally put him behind her. And then she could crush him and walk away. Walk away forever! Mwahhaaha
She timed her arrival at the podium to the last chords of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." The musicians were grinning at her, thoroughly enjoying the effectiveness of her appearance. The bandleader winked his approval and another wicked idea slid into her mind.
She took the microphone and swallowed a couple of times to moisten her throat. One of her talents was doing a good mimic. She hoped she could pull this one off tonight. It was worth trying, anyway, she boldly reasoned, even if her voice did waver off the note. If it was sexiness that turned Gray on, she'd pour it out at him.
The audience settled and hushed. Erza gave her a thumbs up sign from where she still stood at the entrance to the roof-like projection over the entrance.. Jellal leaned forward, saying something to Gray at their table. The blue-haired sexpot looked furious. Gray flashed a grin at his friend, ignored the woman beside him, turning his back to her as he concentrated his attention on the fairy princess about to sing for him. Not polite attention, Lucy noted triumphantly. Wolfish attention!
The band struck up a vibrant opening chord. Lucy took a deep breath and lifted the microphone close to her mouth so she could purr into it.
"Ha…ppy birth…day…" another big breath "…dear… Gray…" A ripple of amusement ran around the tent. It was pure over-the-top candied honey. Gray tilted his head back in delight, a low chuckle emerging from his throat…music to Lucy's ears. He was captivated all right.
She repeated the line, putting a huskier edge on her voice. The band paused for her until the appreciative laughter died down, picking up again as she started the third "Happy Birthday", soaring with her as she poured more volume into the high note, then dropping softly to the "Dear Gr…aayy," into which she pumped a load of seductive come-on.
He was not the least bit embarrassed by it. His head was cocked slightly to one side, as though bewitched and bemused, wanting more.
Lucy gave it to him, drawing out the last line and loading it with sensual innuendo as she sang "…to…you-ou-ou," her lips rounded in a suggestive oval, sending a long, long, visual kiss.
The crowd in the tent erupted then, guys standing up on chairs, clapping and hooting and whistling, the women laughing and cheering. Jellal jumped to his feet, arms up in the air, drinking in the credit of being a magnificent organizer to have brought this off.
But Gray didn't even glance at his friend. Or at his rollicking guests. His gaze was burning up a line that linked him straight to his fairy princess, and Lucy didn't feel her face ache at all as she smiled some sizzling heat right back at him. She replaced the microphone on its stand and stepped down from the podium, all primed for the final part of her act.
"Everybody join in singing now," Jellal shouted, swinging around and waving up more enthusiasm.
The band broke into a more jolly rendition of "Happy Birthday" and everyone who wasn't already standing, rose to give loud voice in an expression of praise to the one man who remained seated. Hands slid over his shoulders as Lucy walked towards him, her wand kindly raised—hands with long red nails, claiming jealous possession.
If Gray felt them he showed no sign of it. No appeasing smile was flashed at the woman behind him. His gaze remained fixed on the princess approaching him, feasting on every physical feature of the illusion.
Lucy feasted on the sense of power this gave her. It was more exhilarating than any applause she had ever received for entertaining people. This was real woman-power and she was holding it over the one man in the world she most wanted to hold it over… Gray Fullbuster.
Her stomach was contracting in spasms of delight. Her chest seemed to thrust themselves out more, peaking and tingling. Her hips rolled in sensual provocation, her thighs sliding sensuously against each other with every step she took towards him. She was intensely conscious of every part of her femininity, as though it had not only been awakened to a new level of awareness, but aroused to fever-pitch and highly primitive immediacy.
Gray was facing her, still seated, but with his face upturned when she stopped in front of him, barely a step away. It was a miracle she remembered what had to be done with the wand. His eyes were locked on hers, transmitting a blazing quest for more knowledge of her, intimate knowledge of her, and the desire to get it.
"Make a wish," Lucy invited huskily, smiling as she lifted the wand over his head and pressed the button on the silver rod, opening the star at the end of it to release a shower of silver glitter. It speckled his hair, his nose, his cheeks, and the brilliant blue of his eyes suddenly seemed to become more piercing, magnetic in its intensity.
She bent to bestow a fairy kiss on his cheek. Her heart was drumming in her ears, driving the noise around them off to some far distance. She saw his lips part slightly and temptation seized her. Instead of planting her mouth where it should have been planted to seal the wish-spell on his cheek, an irresistible force dragged it down to meet his.
The moment the first tantalizing contact was made was the last Lucy had any control over. Gray surged to his feet, a thumb hooked under her chin, fingers thrusting into her hair, taking a firm grip, tilting her head back, his mouth dominating hers as his other arm burrowed under her wings and scooped her in to a full body blast of his highly energized masculinity.
It was like no other kiss Lucy had experienced in her whole life—a wild, storming kiss that electrified every nerve, a stampeding kiss that reduced her mind to a whirlpool of fantastic sensation, an ecstatically passionate kiss that taught her that lust had an intoxicating excitement that could not be denied. Captured by these overwhelming factors, she was unaware of the removal of the wand from her grasp. Indeed, Lucy didn't even realize where her hands were.
With shocking abruptness, the mouth that had wrought such intense rapture was wrenched from hers. The harsh words, "What the hell!" rang in her ears. Her eyes flew open just as the star at the end of her wand was slammed down on Gray's head as though it were a flyswatter being wielded with deadly intent. Glitter sprayed from the impact.
"I'll give you magic!" a woman's voice screeched, and the wand lifted, ready to crash down again.
Gray's hand hastily disengaged itself from Lucy's hair and he threw up an arm to ward off its descent. "Quit it, Juvia!" Gray made an unpleasant rasping sound.
"You Gray-sama quit it!" came the fierce retort.
Juvia, the black-haired witch! Dazedly, Lucy stared at the furious attacker, feeling oddly detached from the emotional violence playing across the other woman's face.
"How dare you kiss her, in front of Juvia!" she snarled as Gray swiveled to grab the damaging wand from her.
Juvia whipped it out of his reach and advanced on Lucy who was now hugged to Gray's side but open to frontal assault. The red mouth was stretched into an ugly jeer as her arm swung back to deliver another forcible blow, this time aimed at Lucy's head.
"And you…you fairy cow…can milk someone else for sex! Gray-sama is mine!"
It was Jellal who caught the wand in mid-swing and pushed Juvia away from Gray and Lucy, tore the wand out of her grasp and tossed it onto the dance floor. "Cool it, Juvia! You're not the damned star in this party" he commanded.
Being de-weaponed, however, did nothing to lower the raging fury. With arms raised and fingers curled like talons, Juvia lunged at Lucy, hissing like a snake.
Gray threw in a shoulder-block. Jellal knocked her arms down and pinned them to her sides in a smothering hug from behind. Everything had moved so fast, Lucy was still in a shocked daze, though her body was quivering in reaction to the chaos without and within.
"Let Juvia go!" Juvia seethed.
"Not until you're ready to behave," Jellal tersely retorted.
"Right!" another voice cracked into the maelstrom. Erza!
"No circumstances that can cause MY fairy princess to feel shame you said, Ferndandes-san?!" she reminded him in high dudgeon. Her hands were planted on her hips in aggressive mode as she subjected Gray and Jellal—still holding the struggling Juvia—to a look of arch scorn. "The crème of young Fairy Tail society?" she drawled with biting acid.
"Scarlet-san…Erza…" Jellal started in a flattering manner.
"My fairy princess gets grabbed and ravished in plain view of a hundred people…"
"I didn't anticipate she'd be so…"
Erza cut him off. "We delivered precisely what you ordered, Fernandes-san. Sexy, you said. Indeed, you insisted."
"I know. I know. But…"
"Control, Fernandes-san, was in your court."
"I'm doing it. I saved her from being attacked. Juvia, apologize to the ladies."
"Ladies!? They're no better than whores! Juvia won't apologize" she shrieked.
"More indignities," Erza hammered. She glared at Gray. "Kindly unhand my fairy princess, Fullbuster-san. I am taking her out of this morally offensive scene."
His warm, supporting arm was removed, leaving Lucy feeling chilled and shivery. He gestured a plea to Erza. "I'm sorry things got out of hand…"
"Perhaps you'll now take them in hand," Erza shot at him, glancing meaningly at Juvia. "I expect Fernandes-san to escort us out of this building, guaranteeing safety for my fairy princess. And may I say, Fullbuster-san…" Her sharp brown eyes knifed into Gray's. "…your choice of companion is no lady."
"Who the hell do you think you are!" Juvia snarled.
Erza ignored her, nodding to Lucy. "The wand needs collecting."
Lucy took a deep breath, gathering herself together, then stepped away from Gray, trying to maintain an air of dignity as she set off to where the wand had fallen on the dance floor.
"No, wait!" A hoarse plea from Gray.
Lucy hesitated, still feeling the magnetic pull he'd held on her, but she resisted it, realizing Erza was right in her judgement to get them out of here, pronto! Nothing good could come about from what had already gone on. Revenge, she decided, was a very tricky thing to play with.
"Please…stay!"
It was an almost anguished cry from Gray this time, curling around Lucy's heart, squeezing it, throwing her into confusion. Before she could respond either way, her wings were grabbed from behind and jerked from the boned slot in the back of her dress. Crying out in horror at the damage that might be done, she swung around to find Gray juggling the wings with an equal expression of horror, babbling apologies. "I didn't mean… I just wanted…"
"More indignities!" Erza accused hotly. "Fernandes-san control him please!…"
"For Mavis's sake, Gray!" Jellal begged. "Leave her be and take Juvia from me."
"I don't want Juvia!" Gray snapped at him. "She can go take a flying leap off the Hargeon Town for all I care!"
"You scum!"
The blue-haired witch broke free of Jellal and smashed Lucy's wings out of Gray's hands with her fists. They fell to the floor and she jumped on them, stamping her feet all over them like a dervish, her red toenails splayed openly in black stiletto sandals, looking like drops of blood on the silvery gossamer as she wreaked her malicious damage.
Sheer shock paralyzed everyone for several seconds.
"No…no…" Lucy moaned.
It shot Gray into action, hauling the hysterical woman off her feet and carrying her to the other side of the table where he forcibly held her to prevent any more harm being done.
Lucy stared down at the broken wings. They'd taken her so many hours to create and they'd been beautiful. Tears welled into her eyes. It was like a desecration…
Someone tapped her on the arm and offered her the wand she'd meant to collect. The star was hanging drunkenly at the end of the silver rod. It was broken, too.
"You're going to get a huge damage bill for this, Fernandes-san," Erza threatened darkly, folding her arms in a firm aggressive style.
"Okay. I'll pay," he promised on a ragged sigh. "If we could move now…"
They moved, Jellal guiding both Erza and Lucy through the loud confused mass of people in the marquee. The wings were left where they lay crushed. Jellal muttered something about a good joke going awry. Erza criticize him for not providing enough protection. Lucy stared at the battered wand in her hand.
A falling star, she thought.
A wish…
Did wishes ever come true? Will this "Sweet Revenge" plan work out in the end?
~to be continued~
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