AN: Wow, long update this time. This was a request by ObeliskX. Hopefully you enjoy it, and the others do as well. Requests are very much welcome (although it will take me a long time to complete. Sorry.)
Ciao. c:
"Lucy, watch out!"
A blast of a sickly green flashed before for Lucy's eyes. Her instincts kicked in and she rolled to the left, hiding behind a rather large crate. The spot where she once stood combusted into a pillar of green flame, the heat searing her skin as she blocked her eyes from the light. A sulfuric smell filled the air as she fumbled for her keys, cursing as she did so.
Suddenly, Lucy heard the whistle of something flying past, and a sharp prick cut her cheek. She gave a small cry of pain but it was overwhelmed by an even louder cry. With caution in her every move, she peeked above the crate, seeing a man pinned to the stone wall by a sword, one that she easily recognized. She noticed that it was embedded into the man's shoulder, the wound bleeding profusely. Lucy felt her stomach churn at the sight—she was never good with blood.
"Lucy, are you okay?" The clinking of armor prompted the Celestial Mage to turn around. Relief washed over her as she let herself smile.
Seeing Erza unhurt always made her feel at ease.
"Yeah, I'm fine. You?"
Erza shook her head, red hair moving with her. "No, I'm okay but," she frowned as she brought a metal-clad hand to gingerly touch the cut on Lucy's face, "this is from me, isn't it?"
Lucy blinked several times, unsure on Erza was saying. "What do you—" Then, she noticed that her friend was wearing her Heaven's Wheel Armor, which gave Erza the ability to manipulate multiple swords at once. Putting two and two together, Lucy realized that the item whizzing past her earlier was the blade currently stuck in the man behind her. Her stomach churned again. "I-it's fine, Erza, you don't have to worry at all."
"Are you sure? You're pale," Erza's eyebrows knitted together, and she cupped Lucy's cheek fully. The blonde could not help her blush, but did not understand her own reaction; she was very close to Erza, up to the point where they can bathe one with one another without it being awkward.
How can it be that she was feeling this way now?
Suddenly, Erza's expression went from concerned to surprise, eyes widening. Before Lucy could even ask, Erza quickly Requipped a sword into her hand, switching their positions so that the redhead was in front of the blonde.
A flash of yellow covered Lucy's vision before everything went black.
-x-
"-cy! Lucy!" A deep voice rumbled through her ears, and the blonde forced her eyes to open. Her vision blurred, and she gave a groan of pain as a thrumming passed through her head. Blinking several times, her sight began to focus, but the pain did not diminish. She groaned again, bringing a hand to her forehead.
"Where...where am I?" She asked, leaving the question to be answered to whoever was in the vicinity. She tried to sit up, but she felt hands push down on her shoulders, prompting her to lie back down. She had no complaints; her headache was worsening with every move she made.
"Don't move. Your injury will just get worse." The same voice spoke to her, and a head of red came into Lucy's view. Although it was gruff and rather deep, there was a warm familiarity in its tone. It set her as ease. Lucy's brown eyes stared up to gaze into another set of brown, this particular shade slightly darker. The longer she stared, the more confused Lucy gradually became.
Something felt wrong.
"Who...who are you?" She asked. A hit of realization crashed into her; only did she realize that her own voice was deeper as well. Panic washed over her. "Wait, why is my—"
"It's a spell, Lucy. It was from the mage we fought earlier. He casted a spell and it swapped our genders," the redheaded man shook his head, his spiked hair moving in such a way it reminded Lucy of flames dancing, "I tried to block the attack but it still hit us I guess. But it seemed it was his last spell," the man turned over to where the mage once was, "he's been...taken care of."
The last phrase made chill go down Lucy's spine.
She knew exactly what that meant.
However, she had more pressing matters to ask the man in front of her.
"Wait, but who are you? I've never seen you before."
The redhead turned back to look at her, an unbelieving look in his brown eyes. He looked hurt.
"It's me," he began, "Erza."
"Erza?!" Lucy exclaimed. Her voice cracked and she felt herself blush furiously. Erza seemed to laugh at this.
"Yeah, I know. It must come as a surprise, huh?"
"B-but...how are you a guy?"
"I could ask you the same thing."
Lucy's eyes widened in realization. She had forgotten it through her line of questioning, but she noticed that there was no noticeable weight pulling down on her back. She placed a hand on her chest, expecting to feel the rise of her breasts. The only thing she felt was a flat surface, pectorals defined through the overly-tight shirt she was wearing. She looked down and yelped, the blood rushing through her cheeks as she noticed something bulging through her very short skirt.
"W-why are we guys?!" Lucy cried out, covering her eyes with her hands. "I don't understand!" Her voice cracked as she tried to do squeal, something that her deepened voice was not meant to do. Her cheeks turned darker.
"I mean," Erza scratched the back of her neck, slightly frowning, "I already explained it."
"I know, it's just..." Lucy struggled to find words as she gestured wildly, "why?"
The redhead shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe it was the last spell he thought of before he kicked the bucket. But you know," Erza went to pat her chest, a sheepish look on her face, "it feels kind of nice without having breasts weighing you down."
And at that moment, Lucy realized that Erza was shirtless. The sunlight, which came through the ceiling Erza had manage to wreck during the fight, shone down on the redhead, filtering her in an almost godlike aura. The rays capture her red hair just right, making them seem to dance like Natsu's flames in the light breeze. But most of all, Lucy noticed, was the muscles that seemed to sparkle in the light. The blonde knew that Erza had abs long before she turned into a guy, but Lucy never knew just how defined they would be.
If there was anything Lucy was weak for, it was attractive men with muscle.
And Erza certainly fitted that description.
But wait, Lucy realized, she's not an actual guy. No matter how attractive Erza is, she's still a girl, regardless of gender, isn't she? Wouldn't that make me...a lesbian? B-but wait! We're technically guys right now so…. The blonde ran a hand through her hair, her eyes wide with distraught. Does that mean...I'm gay? Oh gods, what if we can't turn back?! Does that mean I'm—I mean, we are stuck like this forever? Lucy took this time to take a quick glance at Erza, who had a very concerned look on her face. It's not that I'm complaining though...she is really hot—wait, what am I thinking?! Lucy took slapped her face with both of her hands. She could hear a worried "Hey!" coming from Erza.
"Why does this have to be so complicated?!" Lucy cried out, squeezing her eyes shut. "Argh!"
"It's actually not that complicated, breaking this spell," Erza explained, completely misinterpreting the blonde's distress, "I remember Master saying that a simple kiss can break it."
Lucy thought her heart was going to burst; she did not need this right now. "A-a kiss?" She asked, her voice tiny and feeble as she could get it to be, "B-between who?"
"Well, Master said that if two people had been hit, then those two people would have to kiss each other to break the spell and…."
Lucy zoned out completely. Despite watching Erza's lips move and sound traveling to her ears, Lucy couldn't register anything the redhead was saying.
Me? Kissing ERZA out of all people? Lucy let various scenarios play out in her head. Blood quickly rushed to fill her cheeks at the increasingly maturing scenes. A particularly steamy session caused some of the blood in her face to rush down to her—
"Lucy?"
The blonde snapped back into reality. Erza's face completely covered her vision and Lucy let out a cry of surprise. Reflexively, she tried to pull her head back, but a strong hand held her in place. Embarrassment flushed her body.
"Don't move," Erza commanded in a very low voice. The low rumble made shivers go down Lucy's spine. In a very slow movement, the redhead pushed her forehead against the blonde's. Lucy's breath hitched in her throat.
"E-Erza…?" She asked very quietly. Only then was she finally aware of the hand that was dangerously close to her pelvis area. Quickly, Lucy caught Erza's wrist in her hand, not allowing Titania to proceed any farther. The blonde was having a hard time processing things; everything was going too fast for her to follow.
Then Lucy's world exploded into fireworks as Erza closed the distance to kiss her. The redhead's lips were unbearably soft, softer than Lucy anticipated. The blonde shut her eyes tight; how is she supposed to reply to all this?!
Gods help me, she prayed silently as she felt Erza's moves grow bolder by the second. Lucy let out a whimper as a tip of a tongue flicked over her bottom lip. She found herself actually liking kissing Erza. H-how is she so good? She asked herself.
Before Lucy finally gathered the guts to reciprocate the kiss, the redhead pulled back. The blonde, feeling (surprisingly!) disappointed, opened her eyes ever so slightly. She could see Erza looking at her with a confused expression.
"It didn't work," Erza mumbled, "I don't understand why it didn't work." She ran her hand through her red hair. "Maybe we just have to—"
"Do it again until it works?" Lucy finished, jumping on the opportunity. Erza looked taken aback for a moment (which almost gave Lucy a heart attack), until the redhead composed herself. She seemed to get the message that the blonde was trying to get across.
"I think you're right," Erza said, pushing down on Lucy's shoulders so they were lying on the ground.
The blonde couldn't help but mentally fist-pump at the victory.
-x-
W-wow, this is really elaborate…. Erza thought to herself, her cheeks blazing at the manuscripts in her hands.
She had been waiting for Lucy (since the redhead broke into the blonde's house yet again), and had decided to snoop around Lucy's room—more specifically, the forbidden stories that Lucy kept under close watch. Erza skimmed through a majority of them, and a shocking number of them circulated around her and Lucy.
So...does this mean Lucy has a thing for— Erza shook her head, not daring herself to finish her thoughts. No, I'm just overreacting, there's no way that she thinks that way about me. She gave herself an affirmative nod before setting the story back down. Despite better judgment, Erza picked up another story and flipped through it.
Her eyes widened and her body grew hot with each passing word.
Actually, maybe she does think of me in that way.