Chapter 2

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Fights and Fire Occur

Lucy and Erza were officially lost. They had spent weeks upon weeks wandering around in an endless dessert, with no food or water in sight for days. At least, that's what it felt like. They were just simply stuck in a traffic jam in the middle of the highway. They were already death-bored, and it had only been five minutes. Since they were bored and annoyed, they argued with each other. A mixture of annoyance and boredom is never a good sign for the Fairies, and it was all Erza and Lucy could do to not rip each other's heads off. And since both of them were about to lose their minds to anger, they managed to find the stupidest things to argue about, like what to have for dinner, even though they were eating food in school since they would stay in the dorms this year. When they grew bored of the topic, they began to debate about what lemons should look and taste like. Currently, they were challenging each other over the color of the sky. Erza thought dark red would be perfect, while Lucy supported midnight blue skies for both day and night, twenty-four hours a day. The bickering friends went back and forth and back and forth until Lucy just lost it. She had enough. The young girl, who was at the front of the bike; responsible for driving through the cluster of transporters, violently twisted her body around to face her current rival.

She began to holler. "Look Erza. What type of a freaking weirdo, with the exception of you, would want the sky to be the same color as the blood that runs through our veins and keeps us alive? I mean, come on! Wouldn't that be even a bit creepy?! Obviously you are extremely stupid. You know what, I don't even care that I indirectly insulted your hair color! Both you and your hair are unnatural! How long is it going to take for you to realize that?"

After Lucy finished her little rant, she glanced over at her companion. Erza's face had gone blank, and her face was in a state of shock. Lucy, a little scared for her friend, uttered, "Uh...Erza? Are you okay?"

A flurry of emotions flowed upon Erza's face. Anger, hatred, arrogance, pain, and pity; pity for the person who dared to anger her so. Lucy smirked. This was about to be one of the hardest challenges Lucy had ever faced. No one had ever seen Erza this fiery and lived to tell the tale. Erza wickedly narrowed her eyes. Stuff was about to go down, and it would not be pretty. Erza was known as the high's school's most indestructible and most sharp-witted student, with Lucy giving her head-to-head competition. Although the two were best friends, it would be best not to get in their way when they were in their explosive moments, because when they were mad, not even Hell's Fire from the Underworld would be enough to stop them. That's how fierce the two really were. About the only people who could stop them while they were fighting would be Natsu and Gray, and vice versa. When Gray and Natsu were fighting, only Erza and Lucy could tear them away. But since nether Natsu or Gray were here, Erza was free to be as livid as she wanted to be. And to say she was livid was and understatement. Not even the Devil himself would be able to stop her now. Erza's line of sight bled red, and all she could see was the bright color. She focused in on her prey; Lucy Heartfilia. The poor blond was officially dead. At least, in Erza's mind. The young woman, who was raging with the hunger of blood, could wait no longer. She leaped up on the backseat of the bike, balancing on it like she was better than all the PROFESSIONAL stunters, which she was. The girl's red hair was whipping around in the wind, with her leather clothes hugging her figure perfectly. She was the embodiment of perfection and beauty. Lucy, ignoring all forms of laws and regulations in favor of not being outdone, jumped up from the driver's spot and calmly stood there, with her sun-kissed golden locks waving freely like a flag, unlike Erza's untamed flames hair lashing out at the wind. The two fighters locked eyes, with lightning and tension sparking between them. With an unspoken agreement, both lunged, precautiously balanced on the bike seats. The two grappled a bit, and when the dust had finally settled, both had their fist locked in a tight grip around the other's neck. This was not the first time they had tried to actually kill each other, and it certainly would not be the last time. Whenever a student, especially Nastu, Lucy, Erza, and Gray fight, they fight with everything that they have. For them, it is not just a friendly fight, but a battle of ranking, strength, pride, and honor. Every student who attends this high school preserves his or her pride and honor with every fiber of her being. For every student, it is the one thing that they refuse to part with, even after death. No one, may he be alive or may he be born, has the power to crush a Fairy Tail's pride. And when a fairy challenges a Fairy, it is not a mere battle, but it is war, filled with more blood than the substance that runs in one's veins. That is what it means to be a member of Fairy Tail. It can be something as simple as a broken hip, or something as severe as death. No student will back down in front of another. Although majority of the fights are simple and quick; they all have the same characteristics. They are a test of courage and strength that is thrust upon one Fairy from another. And when the Four Perfects, Natsu, Gray, Lucy, and Erza challenge each other, it is a push to see who will break first. After all, when one breaks, one falls.

Grays feet slide against the smooth surface, trying to find a sufficient purchase against the slippery marble. He wiped the blood that dripped from the corner of his mouth with his arm, and spat out the excessive bit that held a coppery taste. Natsu leered at him, his face twisted to one of aggressiveness.

He snarled, "Whatever gave you the right to attack me with such a cowardly move?!"

Gray attempted to respond, but began to violently cough.

Eventually he rasped," Kami did the moment you shoved all that dust down my throat."

Gray had decided that he would kill Natsu before they could reach school, so they were currently brawling in their five- story house, too busy fighting it out to be able to assess the damage that had been caused so far, and more was on the way. Gray, about to go mad with the stalling, launched himself across the room, directly towards Natsu. He quickly punted a punch, and when Nastu Instinctively blocked to protect his face, Gray took advantage of the open hip and instantly used a roundhouse-kick to immobilize Nastu via his vulnerable area.

Gray sneered," You talk and act like a big-shot, but you really are the biggest baby alive when it comes to fighting. When are you going to realize that you can never beat me?"

Nastu, filled with rage to the brink of his existence, exploded. "Shut UP and FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN!"

Natsu panted, having all of his energy leave him with that enormous breath attack that was filled with venom. He turned over to Gray, waiting for an attack that never came. Gray was standing in the corner, with his bangs covering his eyes, his face partially melding with the darkness of the shadows. Natsu turned away, itched his eyes, and turned right back. In the span of five seconds, Gray was rolling around on the floor, tears of mirth dancing in his eyes and streaming down his face.

Gray sputtered," Oh gods Natsu, you sounded just like Elfman when the big brute's spoiling for a fight. 'FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN!' Really, I actually almost mistook you FOR him."

Gray continued to trash wildly on the floor, breaking even more furniture against his struggles with laughter. Natsu's eyes went wide, before he too began to laugh like there was no tomorrow. He gaffawed, "Remember that one time when he challenged you at school and you promptly beat up his butt?"

Gray, who was beginning to sob because of the lack of air, jerked up so quickly that it was a wonder of how he managed to not obtain whiplash.

He managed to choke out, "Oi, Natsu. Aren't we supposed to be somewhere right now?"

Nastu's eyes went wide with realization. After standing there for more than a minute, looking like a complete idiot, Natsu's eyes rolled into his head, and he passed out under Gray's horrified look of astonishment.

Erza grunted as Lucy's combat boot met the side of her cheek. Balancing like an expert gymnast on the rocking motor bike, Erza retaliated by a tornado kick that was aimed for Lucy's jaw, but Lucy evaded the kick just in time. Determined to not be put down by one miscalculation, Erza barraged with a flurry of kicks and punches that were so fast that they made lightning look like a poor turtle. Under Erza's attacks, the bike shook violently, but went unnoticed by the two fighters. Right when Erza was finally about to land a hit, honks filled the air, making to the riders of the bike freeze up. Erza and Lucy, successfully shaken out of their bloodlust, simultaneously glanced up to have their eyes fix with the glowing viridescent* pupils of a terrible monster; The kill-hungry green traffic light. In the midst of their panicing, Erza gained a mysterious sense of wisdom about what to do.

Erza screamed, " GO LUCY, GO, GO,GO!"

Lucy didn't even skip a beat and jumped down to straddle the bike in the way a driver is required, Erza following not a second later. Lucy hit the propeller to zoom forward and down the road.

"Phew," Lucy sighed. "That was close. We almost died back there. Wanna call it a truce?"

Erza griped,"Yeah, fighting on top of a bike might not have been one of the smartest ideas we have had, but it certainly does not mean that you would have won."

Lucy was about to interrupt, but Erza continued, "But after all that, I think we should be happy that we are alive for now."

The best friends gave each other smiles of happiness and relief, and finally continued on the rest of the journey in peace.

Gray growled under his breath. Thanks to Natsu's stupid and unnecessary fainting spell, he actually ended up having to haul his enemy's "dead" hide to school. That was the one and only thing that went according to his plan. And frankly, Gray wasn't sure if he minded it all that much. Until he acutely remembered that he was required to carry Natsu all the way to school. Gray began to fume. It all had gone to waste, and Natsu wasn't even in the afterlife. He was only passed out, which meant that in about five hours, he would go back to being the annoying, fiery boy that he was. Of course, Gray could always leave Nastu's sorry butt at home, but then the pink-haired dummy would be late for school. However. that wasn't an option because everyone, including the staff, knew that Nastu lived with Gray. As a result, both of them were responsible for each other. so whenever one of them did something wrong, both were required to take the blame. In this case, if Gray didn't take Natsu to school on time, everyone would gang up on him and blame him if Natsu didn't make it on time. The school took things like supporting one another very seriously, so if someone didn't help a friend or ally, then there would be serious consequences in place, courtesy of the Headmaster. Gray shuddered by just thinking about the horrific punishments. It looked like he was stuck in his predicament. He loaded up his bike and paused.

He pondered, Who will take Nastu's stuff to the dorms? And then he shrugged. Oh well. I'm sure that they will send someone to pick up his stuff. If not, I could always go with him or send someone myself.

He gently placed Natsu at the front of the bike to ensure his safety. He then climbed behind the immobile person, and reached around the stiff body to grab the handles. The professional stunter had done this too many times to count thanks to overly rough fights, and was pretty much used to it. He set the gear to his liking, released the brakes, and shot forward, faster than a bullet, finally ready to go to the place him and his friends were destined to go to; Fairy Tail High School to start their heck of an adventure.