7: No Common Sense and No "Thank You's"
(Sting's POV)
"Okay…what the fuck is going on?" I asked.
It was true too. I had no idea what was even going on right now. I mean…was I supposed to?
What...the hell?
I glanced at Lucy, and then at Rogue. Rogue seemed to have it all figured out, and Lucy just looked as confused as I did.
The lady, or Clara, whatever the hell her name was, stood there, smiling as if she had just won the lottery.
Well fuck her too…
"I just explained it dearie," Clara said, answering my earlier question. I looked at her, frowning.
"Okay?" I asked. I mean, was that supposed to make sense?
"Yeah…I'm with Sting…what is going on?" Lucy asked, breaking into the awkward silence. Clara huffed and crossed her arms.
"How do you not understand dearies? I literally just told you!" she exclaimed.
I shrugged, and Lucy coughed ever-so-discreetly. Rogue remained impassive, and stared on, while Lector and Frosch did the same.
What is happening right now?!
I finally snapped and asked,
"You said you were some sort of…illusionist, or something, right?"
"THE! The illusionist!" Clara screamed at me, making Lucy jump. I glared at her, and snarled,
"Okay bitch…the illusionist. I really don't give a fuck. What I'm asking is why that is so important to us? What exactly did you do?"
She just tsk'd, making me even more pissed off, but before I had time to react, Lucy had suddenly gone over to her and slapped her right across the face.
That's when I started laughing so much that it started to hurt my stomach, but I quickly regained myself and just stood there grinning like an idiot, staring at the dumbstruck bitch named Clara.
Lucy was still right there, invading her personal space, as she practically hissed in her face,
"Okay. You're going to tell me now, and I mean now. What. The fuck is going on, and how the hell are you involved in it again? Just tell us straight up what was fake and whatnot…blah, blah, blah, before your face gets…ruined. Now, also tell me, where. Is. Natsu?"
Her last statement wiped the grin right off my face.
Why the hell does Natsu get all of her attention?!
Damnit Sting. Calm down!
However, I still did not smile as Lucy waited for the answer.
Clara smiled slowly revealing her perfectly, white teeth.
"Alrighty then dear Lucy. Here I go. Firstly, my powers, like I said before, allow me to control emotions towards others or sense it, like for example, right now Sting is jealous of the fact that you dear Lucy keep worrying about your friend Natsu. However, with one simple thought change, I could perhaps…make him incredibly angry." She glanced at me, and suddenly, feelings of absolute hatred and anger overwhelmed me. I glared at Lucy, who was currently staring at me and snarled,
"Why?! Why the fuck do you have the right to make me feel this way? You piss me off! Your whole fucking existence! I wish I never met you, because right now I. Am. So. Mad."
Lucy looked appalled for a second, and that's exactly how I felt.
What the hell is wrong with me? What. The. Hell?
I looked back up at Clara, and suddenly it made sense once more. I mean, I did understand earlier on when she first told us, but now it really made sense. Clara clicked her tongue and gave me another sharp glance, and almost immediately all of those feelings of anger just…faded.
Clara then looked back at Lucy, who was still staring at me, and continued on with her explanation.
"Also, I can create erm…let's see…fake people, or at least the illusion that they are here, such as that Natsu you saw earlier, and those girls earlier on at the horrid place, although in reality I created those sluts from the top of my mind."
We all stared at her in shock, although Rogue seemed way too unfazed in my opinion. Clara pretended not to notice.
"Also, my illusion magic can create that place, or building as you may call it, as well. It was just an illusion that was planted into your minds to fool you."
She glanced at all of us, and then faced Lucy once more.
"Like I said earlier, and you should know that I really hate repeating myself, illusion magic can be used to use, like I did to your dear, dear Natsu, Lucy."
"Where. Is he?!" Lucy asked, dangerously low.
Clara laughed, and waved a hand at her, as if she were only a small bug that was just…there.
"Okay fine. I'll tell you where he is. I simply told him that you had already gone back to Fairy Tail since you already completed the mission," Clara said.
Lucy looked appalled.
"And he actually believed that?!" she asked incredulously. I stifled a traitor laugh.
Wow. Natsu actually believed that? I mean, I know he beat me and stuff, but was he actually that stupid?
However, the thoughts of superiority quickly vanished as Clara shook her head and responded with,
"No. Not at first, which is when I decided to create the illusion of a certain memory, per say, of Lucy telling him that she as going on ahead, and him staying to look for Happy, who had "gone off", when actually none of that actually happened."
I noticed Lucy clench her fists as she took in what Clara just said, so I said,
"So, Natsu's safe and sound at Fairy Tail?"
Clara just nodded, but that didn't really make Lucy any calmer. It made me a little peeved, but I ignored my feelings, because now I couldn't even trust my own mind because of this bitch! I looked down at my feet, trying to calm my emotions—I'm usually a pretty calm guy.
"What's your relationship with Lucy?" Rogue asked, breaking my reverie. At that comment, Lucy's face suggested that she wanted to know too, and the fact that she said,
"Yeah…you said that you "can finally leave" or something…what dos that mean?"
Clara stared at her for a few seconds, and next thing we know… we were getting her freaking life story.
What the fuck? Who cares?!
"Well when I was a little girl, my father once told me that—"
"Wait, wait, no. Why can't you just tell us what you mean about how you can leave or something?" I cut in, a little annoyed. There was no way I was just going to sit around and listen to her stupid ass life story, when it probably doesn't even matter…
"I agree. Can't you just tell us what you have to do with Lucy," Rogue said, suddenly being much more involved in the conversation than he was before. I shot him an irritated glare.
Oh, so now he cares too? Hmpf. Damnit. I hate these emotions…
Clara looked more than pissed, but I guess took the hint because she got right to the point after that by saying,
"Fine. I used to be Lucy's mother's hated enemy. Once, we were fighting over something stupid, when her mother put a well…one of her spirits put some weird ass charm on me that would cause me to stay in this town forever, until I calmed down and became friends with Layla…however, soon after the curse, she died, so I was officially stuck here. Until one day, one of her spirits visited me and said that if I came to know Lucy and care for her, then I would be free, so I did what I must."
We all gaped at her, shocked about what the hell she just said.
I looked over at Lucy, who looked a little confused about something.
"Wait…so let me get this straight," Lucy started to say. We all faced her waiting for what she had to say.
"So, when you were younger you used to be the hated enemy of my mom, one of my mother's spirits put some charm on you to make you stay here forever until you became friends with my mother, however she died, so according to one of her old spirits you had to take care of me or something?"
Clara only nodded, which seemed to make Lucy even more confused, and somewhat shocked. Lucy shook her head in disbelief.
"Okay…so you decided to do this by basically setting up a fake prostitute mission, lying to me, stirring up weird emotions, causing me to go out of my freaking mind dealing with this jackass over here," she glanced at me, "hoarding pictures of me, which is oh not creepy at all, telling my partner and best friend that I already left, and basically attacking us with some creepy ass illusion magic or something?! Is that what you're tying to say?!"
I stifled a laugh, because Lucy's point made absolute sense and the expression on Clara's face was absolutely priceless.
Lucy, however, continued on with her mantra.
"Now how…it's just how does that even make sense?! Like, why would anyone do that?! What is wrong with you?!"
I heard Clara faintly gasp and that's when I couldn't take it anymore. I walked over to Clara, punched her, effectively shutting her up, and then burst out into a fit of laughter that I haven't had in a long time.
I looked over back at Lucy, and just grinned, in spite of all of my defenses. This girl…she was something, all right.
(Lucy's POV)
I glared at Sting, as he literally fell to the ground laughing his ass off. I guess if you do think about it, it really is quite ridiculous. I glanced back at the now knocked out Clara, and sighed.
Why would anyone try to befriend someone the way she did? That doesn't even make ANY sense whatsoever! I thought she was basically going to try and kill me or something! She still scares the hell out of me!
I just continued to look down at her still figure, vaguely hearing Sting's annoying laughter.
She knew my mom… I shook my head, effectively getting rid of those thoughts, and turned to face Rogue.
"Thanks for everything you did Rogue. You were a great help," I said.
He seemed pleasantly surprised, but just gave me a nod in response, as he looked back down at Clara.
"Well, it seems our work here is done, right Sting? I guess we should leave," he said.
Sting stopped laughing, stood up, and gave me a lazy glare.
"Hey Blondie," he said.
I gritted my teeth, which just seemed to amuse him, but he still kept his glare on his face.
"What?" I asked.
"Why haven't you told me thank you yet? Rogue barely did anything, when I practically did everything! Why does he get a thank you?"
He seemed a little peeved about this notion, so I just gave a slow, coy smile, trying to look pleasantly innocent. His glare only hardened.
"Oh? Are you jealous Sting?" I asked, a little too sweetly.
This time it was his turn to grit his teeth, as he responded back abruptly,
"Hell no. I just think that since I did well everything, I should get some credit, Miss Damsel in Distress," he said, smirking.
I shook at finger at him and said,
"Ah ah ah, now just because of that…you don't get a thank you. Too bad for you asshole."
He didn't respond, so I just assumed that I won this round. He huffed, and just turned around to pick up Lector and say,
"Come on Rogue. I guess we got to get out of here, since I see absolutely no reason why we should be here in the first place."
I scoffed.
Know-it-all jackass.
I put on a cheerful smile, and responded just as casually,
"Okay then. Well it was very nice meting you Rogue and I hope you have a pleasant day. As well as you Lector, and of course…Frosch. Maybe, we can meet up again sometime?"
I pointedly ignored Sting, as he stood there seething in his own idiocy.
Rogue forced a smile and said,
"Are you sure you can get back alone Lucy?"
"Ermm… yeah," I said, not even convincing myself.
What am I saying? Of course I can get back alone, so why do I feel like I don't want to leave at all, or that I shouldn't?
All four of them looked unconvinced and it seemed three of them were about to just take the answer, but the idiot one spoke up and said,
"Oh? You won't get lost and become yet again another Damsel in Distress? Are you sure about that?"
I looked away, jutting out my chin, still ignoring him. He snorted, and turned towards Rogue.
"Hey Rogue. I'm going to take the princess home, so just go on ahead without me."
Rogue didn't look very surprised, which I assumed I did, as he shrugged and walked off, taking Frosch with him. Lector, of course, stayed with Sting. I smiled. Sting and Lector's relationship was a lot like Natsu's and Happy's…just about how close they are with each other.
Sting walked over to me, still carrying Lector, and grabbed my arm.
"Hey! Stop! What are you—" I said, but he cut me off.
"Just come on. I'm taking you to that weak home that you love so fucking much, so don't you worry. You can see your precious friends and Natsu once again," he said, not looking me in the eye. I frowned slightly, and pulled back, to look behind me at Clara who was still knocked out.
"Well, what do we do about her?" I asked, still trying to pull away from his grasp, but he had a firm death grip on it. He looked behind him at Clara as well, and just shrugged.
"I don't know. What do you want to do with her? It's really up to you, and I'm still not even sure what half of the conversations that we had with her were even about…"
I nodded, refusing to chuckle at what Sting said, and just said,
"I don't really know either…I mean it sucks she can't leave, but she didn't befriend me and that's her problem, right? But, I still feel really bad about jut leaving her, since I'm her only chance…so I don't know!"
Sting just shrugged.
"It's up to you Miss Princess," he said. I shot him another glare, and huffed slightly, still thinking about what I should do with Clara.
In the end, I just left her a note that said that I forgave her and we could be friends or something like that. Hopefully, it would work to get her out of town. I just couldn't imagine anyone being left alone in this town for so long, which made me still wonder about why my mother would do something like that…or at least one of her spirits. I stopped thinking about it, and finally, just allowed myself to get dragged along by the one and only annoying as hell Sting.
The trip to the train was quick and Sting, Lector, and I all boarded, ready to take me back to Fairy Tail.
I looked out the window as Sting settled in front of me, and when the train gave a lurch forward to start, I realized something that I should. Not. Have. Forgotten.
So when Sting suddenly gave a large groan and fell forward into my lap, I was definitely startled, but quickly remembered that he, like Natsu, had motion sickness.
I sighed, and was about to push him off, but that seemed kind of rude. I mean, no matter how much of a jackass he is, he did help me with the whole Clara thing and he was seeing me home, so I did what I usually do with Natsu.
I ran my fingers through his hair, and it worked effectively causing him to sigh and roll over so that he was now on my side of the train and facing up at me with closed eyes.
I didn't look at him, as I continued to run my fingers through his remarkably soft hair, but I swear before I heard him drift off to sleep I heard something that sounded suspiciously familiar to,
"Right now… Natsu doesn't get you…"
But then again…that was probably just my imagination.
Right?
*Hiyah! Well…I was looking over my stories and realized more than A FULL MONTH had passed since I last updated this story, which made me feel INCREDIBLY guilty…so gomenasai….okay, so this chapter. Here's how it went: I hated writing the beginning and I LOVED writing the end…actually one of the reasons I didn't update was major writer's block, because after like a week, I completely FORGOT who Clara was going to be, so I just came up with something completely new…well anyways, thanks for reading, and leave those wonderful reviews you do so well! XD.
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Oh and P.S. Some of you have actually PM'd me and asked for what music I listen to while writing (ya'll are weird) so here's a link to a few (for writing- I listen to soundtracks…)
watch?v=XYfySVrQxto
watch?v=0JGpbPqbTmM
watch?v=2S3WtJYgy1Q
and my personal favorite:
watch?v=i4oelVlDJZc
P.S.S In the manga...Sting became a little...ermm *SPOILER* nicer and such, but I'm still keeping him as kind of an ass in this story so yeah...
Well BAIIII!