Gray was doing everything he could to prevent killing someone.
Seriously, he's never had this big of a migraine.
He let out a grunt as he walked out of the arena. The stupid pyro was late. Weren't they supposed to be free-loading and-ahem-'taking over Hargeon' by now? He tilted his raven haired head up at the sky, giving it his coldest glare he could muster.
"What, do the clouds owe you money or something, Gray?"
At his name, he jolted quickly in surprise, turning around to see who spoke. His guard immediately flew up, his fists raised into a stance before he relaxed when he recognized the figure.
"Geez, Mira," he released the tension in his body, scratching his head in slight embarrassment. "How'd you always do that? Sneaking up on me and everything." The white-haired check-in clerk giggled. "Well being on-board the ship and all, I'd got to have some talents to make it on the famous crew, right?" A thunder of fear struck Gray when a sinister smile began to creep it's way onto the usually innocent looking face of Mirajane.
But just as the smirk appeared, her face quickly morphed back into the usual beautiful smile he and his crew-mates had so grown to love.
What the- Gray shook off the thought, figuring the question wasn't worth lingering over for. Ignoring the goosebumps prickling on his back, Gray glared at a nearby man who had just shoved him out of his way. "Where's that idiot, flame-ball?" Gray hissed.
Mira raised an eyebrow. "I hadn't thought of that. Our members should've been here by now." She paused, thinking over her sentence before adding a positive spin at the end with a smile. "Maybe they had to take a quick stop to get me some of that special sauce for dinner, tonight! I'd accidentally left it back in Fiore, so maybe they just quickly ran back to get it."
Gray was pretty sure Natsu and Erza hadn't turned all the way back home, just to get a can of tomato sauce for pasta.
"Oh!" Mira cried, snapping her fingers together. "I just remembered what I've been meaning to ask you." she looked up at Gray in confusion, her eyebrows furrowing together to make a delicate wrinkle on her porcelain skin. "How come you let that blonde girl win? You could have easily taken her out of play."
Gray shrugged in reply. "She was pretty good. Not everybody can match my speed, y'know." He gave a proud puff of air to his chest.
Apologetically, she smiled back up at him. "Honestly, though. You're not that fast."
The cold feeling from before washed over him, his muscles tensing up at the comment. He had to remember not to be too relaxed around Mirajane. After all, Makarov had deemed her an 'S-class' pirate.
Otherwise known as one of the most deadliest criminals on his ship.
And his ship was the number-one most wanted pirate crew in Fiore.
So, in other words; She was a pretty big deal.
He hadn't noticed he was staring off into space, when he was brought (roughly) back to reality when a loud bang filled the air (nearly killing his eardrums). "There they are!" He faintly heard the happy sing-song of Mira next to him. "I hope they have the sauce!" He barely had time to register her quick disappearance. Completely gone from the naked-eye.
Gray cursed as dust began to erupt around him. He wasn't scared (he had no reason to be afraid of his own crew-mates), but he sure as heck was ticked off. Dirt flying into his eyes wasn't on his 'to-do' list, and he sure as hell knew his flame-balled captain was just doing this for his own flashy entertainment.
The already giant crowd of people broke into hysterics. Screams, yells, and cries filled the air as the mob quickly began to shove and push each other around in confusion, each person trying to find out what was going on and rush to safety. "What the fu-" Gray was shoved to the left. "People, quit the shi-" Gray was shoved to the right. "Stop, tryin' ta-" Gray got an apple stuffed in his mouth.
He barely had time to think. What the crap- When someone shoved him into a dark bag, and carried him off.
XOXOX
Lucy jolted, quickly coming to. She was proud to say, she'd been prepared. She'd train herself to never be knocked unconscious for too long.
Actually, that was a lie. She'd train herself to not be knocked out at all, but hey, five minutes wasn't that bad a deal.
Hehe, how she knew? Because she'd taken the liberty of having super-sonic, ultra amazing, awesome heroine-like powers of course.
...What? The clock hanging above the exit of the first-aid hospital tent? Pfft, that's just for decoration.
But, all sarcasm aside, Lucy was more confused more than she'd ever had been. Because, a) her brain hurt so bad, she didn't even know why she was in the hospital tent. b) she wasn't sure if people screaming outside an emergency tent was normal, but she was pretty sure they weren't supposed to be trying to climb on top of it. And c) There was a pink-haired dude looking down at her the moment she opened her eyes.
"You're awake!" "bGAH!"
She just barely had time to lay upon the presence of his wide, toothy grin before her body spazzed and she rolled off the bed, hitting her already in-pained head on the ground.
"Woah, you okay?" She heard his voice and the creak of the mattress, letting her know that a random man, that was in her tent, was leaning over to look at her. And in all her glory, Lucy knew she probably didn't look very professional-or accountable for that matter-laying down on the floor tangled in white blankets. It didn't help when she tried to free herself, she very noticeably failed, kneeing the metal of the prop-up hospital bed. And trust her, it didn't feel too pleasant.
But, on her defense, a stranger shouldn't have been allowed inside of the arena's private tents (and somewhere from the nearby tent wall, scratching could be heard as people attempted to climb on top of the hold).
Lucy was still encased in her tangle of blankets on the floor, but she just managed to create a peep-hole as she peered out to just in time see the pink-haired man cringe as he glanced up at the tent's walls. "Holy-" He ducked, leaning all the way onto the bed as a figure attempted to jump onto the plastic tarp.
"Hargeoneans are crazy!" His voice stayed up-beat, letting out a chuckle as he raised his head again with a grin to look back down at the entangled Lucy.
"Hargeoneans?" She echoed, her voice muffled. Honestly, she knew she had more important matters to take care of at the moment, but right now Lucy's head hurt so much she didn't even care anymore. She gave up on freeing herself and began to try to sit up, instead. "You mean the people who live here?"
She watched as he gave a shrug. "Nah, it's just easier to call 'em that way."
She narrowed her eyes in confusion, before quickly brushing it off, to continue trying to get into a proper seating position. Nonetheless- she was a failure (at a lot of things).
She heard him begin to hum. "Need help?" amusement was heard visibly in his voice. Immediately, Lucy could already imagine his grin (and she'd only seen in twice, now). Somehow, this only ticked her off. "No, I'm fine." Lucy snapped, furiously beginning to wriggle and squirm now, in desperate attempt to get free.
Remind her to save funds up to sue the person who thought rough white rope-felt blankets were a good idea.
"I think you need help." He noted.
Okay, by now it would've probably been a smart idea to just give up now that she was beginning to roll from the bed, to the tent wall (and get kicked), and back but Lucy always knew her pride was probably too big than it should be.
She froze when a voice interrupted, someone clearly yelling through the tent walls. "Natsu! All preparations are accounted for!"
Wait. Natsu?
Realization dawned to her, as cold and deadly as a knife piercing her heart. Her bloodline began to pump faster and louder, fear sweeping over her.
His nonchalant voice called back. "Good job, Mira! I'll be out in a seco-"
He didn't have time to finish his sentence when the whole tent collapsed inwards; folding in on the two with the weight of multiple people on top of them.
A/ns: I didn't like it... Oh, well. Hello, mina-san! I don't think anyone bothers to read this anymore, but welcome if you do! I'm sorry for the late update, but hey. You guys said it was alright as long as I updated right? It's Sunday, but somewhere around the world it's Monday, so I guess you could say my update is on it's right date. I'm posting this today, because I hope to write some more tomorrow, because it's labor day. Yippee! We were going to go to Texas, but Harvey hit and... (cries). I'm sorry I can't please all of you readers, who hate my plotline. But, I'm trying to do my best, and I'll try to be more active for some of you. Thanks for coming back to read!
(Sorry... Minus author notes chapter's only 1,521. I'll work on it some more tomorrow! Promise! (Or maybe a different fanfic..))
(BTW, Lucy is going to be strong, but not powerful enough to defeat people like Gray, and Mira. She will still be independent though, so please understand on that note :))