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Siren
Chapter One
Washed Ashore
Lucy's eyes snapped open not a moment after the light faded, inhaling a mouthful of water. Instinctively she struggled against the man who was grabbing her frailing wrists as she tried to kick her legs back up the surface. Key word being tried. Weirdly enough she couldn't feel her legs moving in the water, just something heavy from her midsection, causing the blonde to look down and to panic seeing a pink fin. Well not a fin but a tail.
The dark haired man grabbed ahold of her, visibly agitated about something as they broke the surface. Lucy gasping for air she didn't know she didn't even need as she quickly learned how to move to get back to shore, which didn't take to long. The man followed her, both unaware of the wave coming up behind them until they both washed up on shore.
Coughing up water and spitting out sand, Lucy looked at her tail again only to find her land legs being where they should be and let out a relieved sigh. Only this time on shore she had company of the dark haired man, who was completely naked.
A crimson blush bloomed onto her face, the heat bursting through the skin when she realized just what her brown eyes had focused in on for a good second as he coughed up his own fair amount of sandy water. Although it wasn't her first time seeing a man's full body thanks to Gray's stripping habit back at the guild.
It was safe to say that Lucy Heartfilia was confused, which took a lot of effort to pull off now a days. She was book smart, and pretty smart in general when it came to thinking of strategies and quick solutions to a problem. Only this time she just wasn't sure what was going on. Shrugging off the light weight cardigan she was wearing that spring night, she used it to cover the man.
"Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?" Lucy asked, the man sitting up startled as he looked around them. "Sir?" Lucy asked gently, her eyes widening when he proceeded to lift the cardigan off his body. "Don't do that!"
Instead of answering her, the man looked at his legs, lifting the right one up in fascination that Lucy had never seen someone look at their legs with before. What a weirdo. Lucy thought to herself, her breath hitching when the dark haired man caught her staring eyes and gave her a coy smile, until he seemed to notice something as he raised an eyebrow. Lucy was going to ask what was wrong as his eyes wandered down, thinking he would be a pervert but his eyes didn't linger on her chest.
No, instead he reached out and grabbed her thigh, and in return Lucy's face turned red with anger and embarrassment as she smacked him away.
"Pervert!" Lucy shouted, standing up from her kneeling position and looking down at him. "You can't just grab someone without their consent! Especially right there!"
"You didn't feel anything?" He asked her, causing Lucy to furrow her eyebrow in confusion. What the hell was this guy on to?
"If you mean if I felt you grabbing my thigh then yes, yes I did." Lucy huffed out, cheeks still red with embarrassment.
"Did you swallow sea water, sweetheart? That's not what I meant." His blue eyes bore into hers as he thought of something. Lucy could practically see the gears turning in his head. "You're standing, but you shouldn't be- something isn't right here."
Lucy was confused, but she was also a little bit concerned when he looked at his hands and was disturbed by some realization he was babbling on about that just didn't make any sense whatsoever. "It wasn't supposed to turn out like this." He muttered.
Lucy thought that maybe this guy was crazy, but then she remembered what she'd seen in the water. Had she imagined it? Maybe she was so delirious she fell into the water and hit her head, and this man actually saved her. If so why was he naked? Her head actually was starting to hurt now.
"I think you're mistaking me and this whole situation for something and someone else." Lucy looked around to find someone to help, yet there was no one else around. Looking back at the dark haired male, Lucy gave a soft sigh. "Stay here while I go find some help, or can you walk?"
Instead of getting a calm reaction, the man was suddenly upset. "Where the hell do you think you're going!?"
Lucy frowned, her brown eyes narrowing. "Why are you so upset I'm going to get someone to help you? I can't carry you."
"I'm not the problem here! You don't understand anything at all!" He clenched his fist together, eyebrows together in frustration and anger. "Forget it, it's useless."
Lucy didn't respond, but she turned around to go get help, only to find that the main shoreline was a swim away from the little island they were on. How the hell did we get here? Lucy thought to herself, figuring she could only swim for it since her keys were glowing from the sand in the distance. How they were left there, she didn't recall but she knew something wasn't right deep down.
Stepping into the water that was ice cold, Lucy hissed in displeasure and took another step in and then another all while feeling eyes bore into her back as the moonlight seemed to only shine brighter. Looking over her shoulder as she was stomach deep into the water, she was going to say something to the blue eyes man until she was suddenly falling forward and fully emerged into the water.
It was then she saw the pink tail she thought she imagined, for told herself she did at least. Her legs weren't there and she didn't understand. She couldn't come up with some rational idea, and in that haste of not coming back up she felt herself get wretched out of the water and closer to shore, where a wave washed her and the man up once again but more gently.
With her own eyes, she watched her tail turn back into her legs, as did the man's next to her, her brown eyes were narrowed again, angry and demanding for answers.
"Hey you!" Lucy barked, standing up on her legs with ease as she pointed her finger accusingly at the man. "What did you do to me!?"
Instead of getting an answer, the man slammed his fist against the sand becoming increasingly aggravated. "Damnit! I knew something went wrong. Why the hell didn't it work?" He muttered to himself at the end, looking up at Lucy who now stood over him with a stick she picked up from the sand.
"I want to know what you did to me just now!" Lucy demanded, getting the stick in a position ready to swing at his head. "What kind of magic was that!? Are you with a dark guild? Answer me!" Lucy was breathing hard, trying to understand. "Transformation magic!?"
He was quick to put his hands up in a surrender motion, now growing a little nervous since he was convinced the blonde in front of him was a little crazy. "Woah, Blondie- we can talk about this like civilized adults if you put that driftwood down."
An irk mark appeared on Lucy as her eyebrows knitted together in annoyance at the nickname. "My name is not blondie! You didn't answer me!"
His mouth contorted into a half smirk, half because Lucy raised her arms again in a ready to swing position seeing the smirk forming and he thought better of it for his own wellbeing. "Okay then Fish Bait. Now put the stick down and just hear me out. It's not transformation magic, but is magic real?"
Lucy blinked at the question as if it was the stupidest question she ever heard of. "Of course there's magic here. Where have you been all this time, under a sea shell? Is your magic to become a mermaid?" She snickered at her own comments.
"Hey!" He shouted, an offended look on his face as he frowned at Lucy as if she wounded his pride. "We don't identify as mermaids, but as sirens. Much more dangerous creatures that mermaids."
Lucy could feel herself slightly amused about how the word mermaid seemed to really hit this man's pride. Yet her brown eyes watched his every movement, how his hand ran through his dark strands and the troubled look on his facial features.
"You never answered my question, Fish Boy." Lucy pointed out, getting a glare in return.
"Fish Boy isn't my name." He snapped at her, clearly not liking the nickname. It made Lucy smirk knowing she had a nickname to use against him now.
"Well you didn't give me a name to call you by." Lucy retorted, finally tossing her stick aside in the sand and crossing her arms over her chest, where the male in front of her eyes lingered. "Hey, pervert!"
He chuckled, looking up at her smugly and leaning back into the hand with his arms behind his head. "I don't have a name, well at least one I can remember."
"Do you not remember your own name?" Lucy questioned, placing herself to sit down besides him on the cold sand.
"No." Was his simple answer. "To answer your question, you made an agreement with me."
Lucy raised an eyebrow. "An agreement?" She didn't remember making any type of agreement, or any sort of promise to this man. She didn't really understand what was going on or how to even start to comprehend it.
"You really don't remember do you?" He asked, and for once his voice was somewhat soft.
Lucy shook her head at him, wet blonde strands of hair flying. "No, I don't remember. I don't understand anything you're babbling on about right now. Sirens, real sirens in the sea that sing and lure people into the waters to their death, don't exist!"
Lucy's heart ached, thinking of Aquarius in that moment. She was the only siren that Lucy ever knew, and ever thought to exist. Next to her, the male noticed the all too familiar blue glow of Lucy's heart, signaling her heartbreak. He wondered what it was that made this woman ache so much that the grief was practically radiating off her and killing his rather good vibe of finally having his own legs to call his own.
"I guess it would be only natural for you to think that, you are human after all so you wouldn't understand much of it." He says rather bluntly, looking away back out to sea. "The truth is sirens were all once originally human, but we were given a blessing and a curse."
"What do you mean?" Lucy tilted her head to the side, growing curious as her anger slowly faded. She was a sucker for learning new things, and this was trivial and unknown to most which made her even more curious as to what this guy would say.
"Everything begins with the end of a human life. When a broken hearted human is on the brink of drowning, a siren may offer a proposal of a second chance at life under two conditions " He explained the last part with finger quotations, quick to continue seeing Lucy getting ready to fire away questions. "The human must give up the memories of their previous life and become a siren; an afflicted vagabond of the sea."
"I don't understand still." Lucy muttered out softly.
He shrugged as if it was simple, which it was to him at least. "Essentially an exchange is made, Fish Bait. The siren becomes a human and the human becomes a siren, a relentless cycle. Or at least it has been up until now."
Lucy understood, but she didn't like the unsettling feeling it left in her stomach. She made a vow that she would never break a contract, never break a promise, but this- this was on another level. This was an exchange of lives, and she would forget everyone in her's. That meant her mother, father, spirits, Fairy Tail, Gray, Erza, Happy, Natsu. The thought of it all was too much, and for the first time in a long time Lucy lost her level headedness and started to panic as her heartbeat picked up quickly.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait! I wouldn't necessarily even say I was heartbroken, plus I wasn't drowning. In fact I remember following singing and I have my memories still. If it wasn't obvious, I still have legs and so do you now. So How do I even know of I can believe anything coming out of your mouth right now?" Lucy inquired, crossing her arms over her chest again and trying to get herself together.
"Honestly, I'm just as lost as you are. This is the first time this has happen as far as I know. Plus if you're not going to take my word for it, how else would you explain this Fish Bait?" His facial expression was smug that she wanted to punch him a once, or maybe a few times.
Lucy huffed at his reasoning and nickname because she couldn't deny anything he said because she literally saw a pink tail on herself and she was completely sober, sadly. "If it is true then I need you to take back this deal, revoke me from it or something. I don't want this. Take your curse back."
Blue eyes gave Lucy an eye roll. "Nope, can't do that. The deal was sealed when we kissed, can't return it or give it away to someone else. At least not yet."
Lucy's face got flustered after his comment. "Kiss!?"
Only to get a smirk and smug, "Sorry, were you reserving that for your Prince Charming, Princess?"
How cheeky can this guy get, it's unbelievable.
"You need a name." She would deal with this later, after she allowed herself to comprehend what happened the last two hours.
"Name?" He repeated, since forgetting your identity is apart of the curse. Then again he could adopted a name but so far there wasn't a name worthy of him, or at least he thought so.
"Yes, you need a name. Like mine is Lucy, for example." Lucy gave him a good look, and thought of different names until she settled on one. "How about Ethan?"
"Ethan?"
"If you can't decide on something, I will just call you Ethan for now." Lucy said as if it was the most reasonable thing in the world.
"Hey! You can't just be a name stealer and decide my name for me!" Ethan exclaimed, looking at Lucy as if she was crazy.
Lucy stood up, looking down at him with an amused look. "Ethan is a very masculine and popular name."
For a few moments, Ethan just looked Lucy in the eyes and then looked away with a smirk that reminded Lucy of Natsu. She could have felt her breath hitch, but luckily it didn't. "I guess it will do for now." Ethan finalized.
Lucy sweat-dropped at that response. He's not very hard to persuade. What he doesn't know was that Ethan was the name of my former imaginary friend I had with Michelle.
"Then it's settled, you're coming home with me." Lucy had decided that in the spur of the moment, surprising both herself and Ethan.
"Home with you?" Ethan asks, tilting his head.
Lucy nodded. "You made it clear that something is going on here so we have to stick together. Plus you have nowhere to go and no jewels for anything. It's the best option, but you have to stay out of my room!"
Ethan merely nodded, looking out at the distant shore. "Then we better get going."
"Yeah." Lucy muttered softly, her eyes widening as Ethan grabbed her hand and was quick to run into the water. "Ethan!" Lucy yelled, only it fell short as she went under and she could have swore she almost heard a little chuckle.
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