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3. First imprints

Lucy laughed freely, leaning contently against the table. Everything was as it always was: the guild and it's people drunk in liveliness (and in some cases, alcohol). Lucy too had had a few drinks, but it was the pills keeping her anxious. Strangely enough, the alcohol did ease the body when she'd gone too long without the drug.

She gently swayed to the music coming from the speakers Mira had insisted on buying. She felt good, in control of her own body and after another drink, she exchanged a few words with her guild mates, danced with Levy and her team mates, flirted with some new guys who had joined.. and she was ready to go. Except, then she noticed it.

The sight was very peculiar. There were two more Lucys, talking to each other. Sending nervous glances towards her, the real one, they made no real attempt to engage her in their conversation.

Lucy observed herselves with a drunken smile. One of them looked very little like her. To be exact, she was wearing boyish training pants of high quality and a white tank top under a brown leather jacket. Her hair was cut short unprofessionally and if Lucy had had a clearer mind, she would have made a comment on it. The other Lucy however was an identical copy of the real one, except for her far-too-revealing clothing.

"You see, lunacy is a rather femininish malady," the complete lookalike said seriously. She was holding a glass of red wine in her hands and her posture was very graceful. Lucy decided to call her Lucinda.

"I know, but... You and I both know she has not gone mad," the boyish Lucy, from now on Lucas, mentioned, looking thoughtfully at the real girl. "It's just, she is us and we are her." The real Lucy giggled.

"Stop it, you guys!" she exclaimed with a grin. Lucy stepped forward and slapped the two on their shoulders, still swaying to the music.

Laxus stared at the blondie with concern. She looked like she had drunk a bit too much and was now making a complete fool of herself. Her friends were nowhere to be found. Not that he'd admit it, but it allowed him to stare at her without fear of being caught. Not that he was afraid of something like that.

Lucy's cheeks were a healthy shade of red. If he had not drunk, he probably would still have found her quite endearing. He could think of a few things he'd do with her and only her.

But right now, she was like a madwoman let loose. He stood and ignoring the looks of Raijinshu's members, he moved royally, catching everyone's attention. Lucy froze, her eyes staring into his.

The air filled with static. Neither blonde could later tell if it was Laxus' magic or something else entirely, but in that moment, the sparks around them were real.

"You okay, blondie?" he asked, earning a sweet chuckle from the girl. Laxus felt his resistance slowly tumbling down, but he was not ready to give it up just yet. Lucy shook her head. The two hers were not leaving and they were urging her to do something.

"Ne, Laxus," she raised her hand and softly traced the lightning bolt over his eye. Laxus stayed frozen, looking as arrogant as ever. Lucy smiled at it. She knew well that behind the tough facade, there was a truly kind man.

"What, blondie?" his gruffly voice sent shivers down her spine. She shook her head and smiled sweetly.

"Nothing, never mind," she harshly turned, wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. Lucinda and Lucas were whispering dark, naughty ideas into her mind. She was aware they were fragments of her own mind mocking her, but she could not drive them away.

As she moved away, swaying her hips in a way she shouldn't have, Laxus stared after her and soon followed. Lucy was moving moderately, getting many wolf whistles on the way. It made Laxus boil inside – Lucy was his nakama and he certainly did not like some weak boys going after her. So, as soon as he was close enough, he grabbed her hand.

Lucy turned to face the man who'd joined him in the night air. The chilliness helped her calm down and clear her mind, but the two nasty companions inside her mind were not going anywhere. She made a notion to herself to never ignore the urge to take the pills, even if she was planning to drink. Laxus' grip was strong, but not unpleasant, although she still wondered, why he had followed.

The night air sobered Laxus up quickly. He felt frustration grow in him – why was he doing this? - but he knew he enjoyed it nevertheless. Lucy staggered on the way and with a sigh, he realized she'd fall sooner or later. Roughly, he wrapped his arm around the girl's waist and led the way.

"You're red, blondie," he said after a while. The girl didn't answer, feeling her body get weak again. Instead, she smiled.

When they reached her house, she stopped and turned around, placing both her hands on his shoulders. Her intense gaze made him feel uncomfortable, but she seemed to enjoy staring at him, because she grinned widely. Before Laxus could react, she had planted a small kiss on the corner of his mouth.

With that, the seal was broken and the universe shook. The two Lucys disappeared. After all, there could be only one last dragonrider.