So it just occurred to me that OVA 3 for Fairy Tail hints at why Lucy came to Fairy Tail in the first place. However, I read the manga and I just stumbled upon a site to watch the OVAs. I am disregarding that entire episode, though funny, it was not in the manga, so this is my story of how Lucy came to Fairy Tail.
Part Three:
This time, I bargained with my horseback riding instructor to let me skip the day's lesson. She was always looking for a way to take a day off, so I singled her out of all of my private instructors to negotiate with. I just gave her the option to take the day off in return of her not telling anyone that she was missing for most of the day.
"And what are you going to be doing all day?" Anastasia asked. She was already packing up all of her stuff and grabbing her jacket. "What would your father say to me if you ended up dead in a ditch somewhere?"
"I won't end up in some ditch," I sighed. I took the bag from my shoulder. Most of the time I needed to change into a riding dress and riding boots when I got to the stables. It isn't ladylike to be seen around the estate wearing a riding dress and have no horse with me. In any case, I somehow got my bag past everyone without incident. "I will be with Akiri."
"That Gesner boy?" Anastasia stopped in her backwards walking out of the stables to make sure that she heard me correctly, "What are you doing with him? Isn't he a little old for you?"
"He and I have been spending a lot of time together, he's nice," I say, trying to be as vague as possible with my riding instructor. I knew that she was only asking these questions because she felt obligated to ask me these questions. I knew that the only thing that she wants right now is to go have the afternoon off.
"Well, just don't do anything stupid," She turned to look at me over her shoulder. She flashed me a smile and walked out the door. She muttered something under her breath and shook her head as she walked.
I stand there for a moment, waiting to see if she came back to ask more questions. I wanted to make sure that she wouldn't change her mind and come back when I was in the middle of changing. I wait what felt like ten minutes and then I opened up the door to Persephone's stall.
The palomino stood up and lumbered over to me. I pet her nose and slip her a cookie. She walks back over to her resting spot and lays down. She is always very lazy on Wednesdays.
She was otherwise uninterested as I changed into my torn skirt, courtesy of Akiri, and running shoes. I shove my dress skirt, shoes and dress shirt into the bag. It was now almost exploding at the seams because of the mass of fabric that composes my dress.
I peek out of the stable to make sure that there was nobody to see me escape. I look over my shoulder to look at Persephone. She was still munching on some hay, "Goodbye, girl."
I slide out of the door and close it behind me. It took me forever to get to the end of the stables. I never realized how long and exposed the stables were.
What seemed like an eternity later, I exited the stables and made my way towards the guest houses. It would be simple to spot Akiri. Those pink eyes seem to be a beacon for me to find him.
He looked surprised as he saw me rush into the store that he was in. I was lucky to have seen him through the fogged window.
"Lucy," Akiri took a step towards me. I hadn't told him about my scheme to escape my duties that day, "What are you doing here?"
The shop keeper looked up and saw me as well. He automatically tipped his hat and began cleaning the register. His eyes traveled to my ripped skirt and shook his head, almost in disbelief.
"I got out of my stuff for today," I strode up to him and grinned. "I thought that a change of pace was needed."
Akiri mirrored my grin and turned slightly toward the register, "Hold on a sec, then we can get out of here."
He turned away and walked to the cashier. I watched him as he checked out the food in his basket. The shop keeper muttered something through his thick mustache that made Akiri look back at me for a second. He quickly turned back to face the man and lowered his gaze. The shop keeper laughed and gave him a large paper bag filled with his food.
Akiri and I walked out of the shop. Since I didn't know what he was doing for the day, followed him. He was strangely quiet.
"What are we going to do?" I chirped to him.
Akiri raised his gaze to meet mine, "I need to drop this off at the house, you are more than welcome to come too."
"Oh cool, now I can leave shoes on your doorstep too," I laugh. He chuckled and lead me to the houses in the guest area of the property.
I had been to the house that he and his family were at many times. It was the guest house on the property, so my father had drug me there to have social calls to visitors occasionally. The building is what my father called a common house. Mansions like ours, he would always say on our way to this guest house, are rare to come by in the society outside of the estate.
All of the other times that I have been to this little building, I have always felt disconnected with the people that reside there. It always felt like some alien environment that didn't have a friendly vibe to it.
This time was different. Even just walking up the walkway felt friendly; it felt like a home. Somehow, the stone walkway was alive in the afternoon light though the landscaping had not changed. Something was different about the house now.
Akiri awkwardly balanced both of his bags in one arm while he opened the door. I laughed at him as a few of the produce almost fell out of one of them.
"Akiri is that you?" A voice sounded from inside the house. Akiri grunted, still struggling to open the door and keep all of the produce in the bag. The owner of the voice quickly walked towards the door and pulled it open. Akiri almost lost one of the bags. A woman saw him struggling and took one of the bags and patted him on the shoulder.
Akiri grumbled that he didn't need any help from her, but the woman just laughed at him. Her laughter was contagious, making me laugh along with her.
The woman suddenly turned her attention to me. Her grey eyes widened when she honed in on me. She smacked Akiri in the shoulder and motioned to me, "Are you going to introduce me?"
"Oh, sorry. This is my mom, Samantha," Akiri stood by his mothers side and grinned at me. They had the same grin and now I know where he got his slightly purple hair from.
She shoved the bag back into Akiris hands as he walked past her. He grumbled and went further into the house, out of sight. Sam wiped her hands on an apron and tucked a dark purple flyaway hair behind her ear. She looked to her son, who had returned empty handed, "Oh goodness, I didn't really believe that you were telling the truth when you said you were spending time with Lucy Hertfilia." She quickly walked over to me and shook my hand.
"Well, I can't spend too much time this time, I need to make my next tutoring lesson," I fiddled with the ends of my makeshift skirt and averted my eyes to the ground. I wasn't used to people making this kind of fuss about me.
Sam eyes me for a moment. She took in my outfit and looked to her son. "Why is she wearing that? Did you have something to do with it?"
Akiri laughed and turned a slight shade of pink, "Well, she tore it herself. I just cut it to make it functional."
"And the reason why she is wearing your little sisters shoes?" Sam tilted her head to the side with a knowing smile, knowing that she was making her son uncomfortable.
I am wearing his little sisters shoes? He has a little sister? Did he take them from her for her?
"Ash gave me those to give to her," Akiri suddenly became defensive and wouldn't make eye contact with his mom or me.
Sam gave him a knowing smirk and adverted her attention back to me.
"Well, we can't let the Lucy Hertfilia walk out of this house looking like that. You should know that, Akiri," Sam chuckled and hit her son. She turns her attention to me, "I can work some magic on that skirt there, if you'll let me."
I let her pull me into the house and lead me to a bedroom. She handed me a mess of fabric and told me to take my poor excuse of a skirt off. Wide-eyed, I did as she told me and handed her the pink fabric. She flew out of the room, leaving me to put on a pair of pants and wait in the living room.
This house was transformed. Just like my initial thoughts of Akiri.
He was in the kitchen that was attached to the living room, sorting through all of the groceries that he brought back into their respective areas. He took care of his mom and his little sister. I need to ask them both more about Ash, the little sister.
As a reminder, I update this story whenever I get motivated to write. I have a plan, but I rarely write it. I hope that you guys will stick with it.
Also, I have hit yet another road block on my other story, Bones in the Fire. I have not abandonded anything. I am just taking my time in updating.
Thank you for reading!
See you next time,
Amber
