Erza X Wendy 3

Wendy took a deep breath as she stared down at the blank piece of paper in front of her. With a desk lamp's beam hovering over it, and the silence of the dark night surrounding her, it was almost eerie. Wendy scratched at her head as if attempting to reach her brain.

'Where do I even start?' she wondered.

There were just too many things to write down, she might even need a second piece of paper for this particular job. Wendy groaned. Why did this have to be so hard? It wasn't like this letter was going to be sent; it was just her way of getting her feelings out without the risky consequences of telling anyone she knew. Not even Carla, the cat companion who had been by her side for almost her whole life, could read this message. It was her deepest, most private confession. But that wasn't all; Wendy blushed at the thought of it. This would be her first time writing her love letter, as well as her last. A few more minutes passed before inspiration struck. Wendy breathed in and out once more. She picked up her pen and finally began to write.

"Dear...Erza..." she murmured quietly to herself as she scribbled those two powerful words, the words that would unseal the solid lock on her heart, jettisoning her feelings out all at once like an emotional geyser. She was going to write down everything she felt for the beautiful scarlet-haired mage that ensnared her so completely. Just imagining her, with that lovely smile, made Wendy's cheeks redden.

The Wind Dragon-Slayer did not hold back in her letter; she wrote every single thing she'd never tell Erza in person. She wrote how she had fallen in love with her, when she had come to terms with it, how her feelings didn't diminish in spite of the lack of time they spent together, and more. Wendy, growing steadily more flustered, even wrote what she wished she could do with Erza if they were together, and it wasn't limited to kissing and cuddling. She may have been young but she knew many 'adult' things, mostly from books she'd taken from Lucy's personal library. For some reason the blonde owned a hefty collection of erotica novels. This was definitely one of the main reasons why Wendy chose to keep the letter for herself; it would be nothing short of life-destroying embarrassment if Erza read it. There was no way she would ever return the feelings of a silly little girl with a major crush. But she was secretly proud to have that crush.

'Even if it is a crush, I still think I'm really in love with her...I mean, how can I not be? She's amazing!' thought Wendy.

Eventually, as the clock hands sneaked past two, Wendy completed her note, signing it with her name for the sake of it. She reread it so many times she lost count, and her heart skipped a beat every moment her eyes fell upon those simple confessional words: 'I love you'. Wendy sighed.

'Maybe I'll open a window and let some fresh air in...' Wendy thought, getting up from her seat. This, unfortunately, turned out to be a mistake. A gust rushed in as soon as the window opened; like a tricky thief, it snatched up the letter from the table, and flew away with it back outside. The letter began slowly plummeting to the ground, in public. Wendy gasped.

"Oh no!"

Wendy did not hesitate to throw herself out of the fourth-story window. She needed to catch that note, no matter what. Using her magic power over wind she glided through the empty sky, but unfortunately, she was too distracted, unable to focus properly when she was so concerned with the note. Plus, being much heavier than a piece of paper, she fell faster. She tried to snatch the letter out of the air; she failed. There was a red-haired woman down below. The letter, and Wendy, were going to hit her.

Wendy quickly used a gust to jettison herself out of the way, but the paper wasn't so lucky. It landed directly on top of the woman's head. Wendy jumped down in front of her.

"Um, please, ma'am, I'm sorry, but I really need that letter back-"

"Huh? Wendy?"

Wendy's face turned completely pale; it was Erza Scarlet.

"E...E...Er..."

"Wendy, what're you doing? What's going-" Erza looked up, "Oh yeah, what's this note about?"

"No!" Wendy screamed. She swung wildly, like a feral cat, to take the letter away, but she was just too short, and Erza was holding her back with one hand alone. The scarlet's copper eyes speedily read the message. Her jaw dropped.

"W-Wendy, you...why do you know about these sort of things...?" she was speaking of the lurid descriptions of certain sexual acts on the third paragraph. "And...and is this a love letter?" Erza was blushing now.

"Ahhh!" Screaming and clutching her head, Wendy ran off into the streets, disappearing from sight almost instantly. Thanks to her small size, she was able to blend in rather well in crowds. Erza tried calling her name, but as expected, the Dragon mage wasn't so willing to come back. Erza shoved the note into her breastplate and began running. Not after Wendy, but straight back to the guild. She was going to need some help.

The sun was beginning to set, the reddish-orange hue filling Wendy's line of sight, whenever the legs of fishermen and sailors weren't walking past. The young girl had run all the way to the docks, and there, she had squeezed herself into a small space between two boxes. Wendy coughed. Her head throbbed and her eyes were puffy; the young girl had been sobbing since she sat down. In only a few minutes, her life had been ruined. The note escaped her grasp and fell right into the hands of the one person she most wanted to keep from reading it.

Erza was probably disgusted. Wendy thought back to Erza's face after she had read the note; she looked like she was going to vomit. It's no surprise, though. Who would honestly feel flattered to have a young girl gushing over them, especially someone who could get anyone they wanted, like Erza?

Wendy hugged her legs tight. "Why did this have to happen...?" she sniffled. "There's no way...I can ever look Erza in the face again..."

Suddenly, a pair of feet stopped in front of the boxes. Wendy gasped; it was metal boots. Erza's metal boots.

"Wendy! There you are!"

Erza pushed the boxes aside, and knelt down in front of the girl. "I've been looking all over for you! Mirajane flew around and she saw you running to the docks! She figured it was best if I was the one who confronted you, though, since...well, you know..."

Wendy gaped; she had no idea she was being followed the whole time.

"Look, we need to talk about this letter of yours-" Erza began, but Wendy had to chime in, to protect her good name the best she could.

"Honestly, Erza, I wasn't going to send it! I just...I just had all of these feelings...and I wanted to get them out! It was an accident that you saw it! I would never do those things to you, I swear! I mean...unless you want me to..." Wendy stuttered, blushing so much that her whole head looked like a tomato with hair.

"It's okay, it's okay, you're not the first girl to write me something like that. Hell, yours was pretty tame compared to some love letters I've seen, but I'm just a little surprised. I didn't think you would like me too." Erza laughed, "I'm really not all that special, you know. You deserve someone much better."

"What? No! Erza, you're the greatest! I would l-love to be your girlfriend! Really! I meant everything that I said in that note! I mean, I didn't want you to read it, but if I was bigger and more confident, I would have given it to you!"

Erza laughed again. "Wendy, you're cute. Really cute. I don't think I've met a sweeter girl than you. C'mere." her voice became low, almost lustful, in tone.

"Huh?"

"We should go back to the guild now to talk this over some more, but I'll say this: I wouldn't mind being your girlfriend someday too."

It happened so quickly. Wendy felt like she had been thrust into some kind of dream state. Erza's luscious, plump lips had pressed against her own tiny mouth, catching her with a full-on kiss. Erza held Wendy up by her cheeks. The younger girl went limp from her mind overloading; it had struggled too much to acknowledge that this was really happening to her. It was a dream come true. When they broke apart, Erza was left standing and Wendy was lying motionless on the floor. Erza lifted her into her arms and started walking.

It may have been a bit extreme, but at least it would make taking Wendy back a lot easier.

She tasted as sweet as she acted, though.