Hello everyone!
Lookie, I managed to post a chapter without a 6 month gap between this and the previous! I'm so proud of lil ol' me!
Here's hoping you guys like it!
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"Poor, sad, Lucky Lucy… all alone. Do you even know who you are? Do you even know why you're here?"
The taunting voice floated to Lucy from outside her door. The stark white walls and pristine environment had ceased to feel alien to Lucy, and now felt almost like home. Home? What a strange concept. This place is her home.
She walked smoothly to the door and opened it, peering out into the eerily empty hallway. A single long, black hair lay on the floor, easily seen against the ivory tiles. Lucy picked it up and stared quizzically at it. Obviously a woman's hair, obviously black… but whose? The darkest hair Lucy had seen in the hospital was dark brown, belonging to a woman called Cana. This hair was much too dark to be hers.
Shrugging, Lucy released the hair and watched it float down to the ground. The cleaners would tidy it up later.
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She was wandering around the hospital. It was free time – she and all of the other patients were allowed to walk around and interact with others. Outside in the communal garden, Lucy entertained herself by talking to as many people as she could. So many interesting people. All of them sick.
The grass around her picnic spot was lush and green, sweetly fragranced. Near her sat a blue-haired pixie, Levy; a black-haired man with an incorrigible stripping habit, Gray; a woman so blonde that her hair was white, Mirajane; and a tall, lean, green-haired man, Freed.
They sat in the shade of the large cherry blossom tree and spoke about every topic they could think of. Currently, the topic was illness.
"What illness do you suppose we have?" Mirajane asked, a sweet smile on her face. Vacant eyes, idly curious yet seemingly uncaring of the reply.
"Dr Yoshiro says that we have something called energy sufficiency. We have too much energy to maintain our normal bodily functions, and it can't be contained, so the doctors remove some of it every day to keep us normal."
Levy spoke almost emotionlessly, preoccupied with the book she was reading. Her delicate hands seems almost to caress the book, as though it were an extension of her very body.
Lucy frowned and poked Levy in the shoulder.
"How can we have too much energy? Surely too much energy wouldn't be a bad thing?"
Freed leaned in and started to speak, voice only slightly more interested than Levy's.
"Technically, there shouldn't be anything wrong with having too much energy. I wouldn't mind a little extra energy every now and then. Sometimes, I can hardly think straight; my mind feels almost fuzzy."
Gray rolled his eyes and joined the conversation.
"Why do you guys keep harping on at the same conversation? We've already spoken about this."
"Have we? For some reason, I can't remember. Come to think of it, I can't remember anything before the hospital." Levy put her book down and squinted at the group.
The entire group nodded in agreement.
"How can none of us remember what happened before the hospital? We weren't brought in here right after we were born, we have done other things before we came here. Didn't we?"
Before the rest of the group could answer Freed's question, the wail of the siren distracted them. They stood solemnly and filed into the hospital.
That was the last time they saw each other.
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Two weeks after that conversation, they were allowed out for free time again. The doors had been shut, the patients locked into their bedrooms. Not that it concerned them too much; they had books and crafts in their room to entertain them.
The siren wailed. Lucy turned to the door in her bedroom and walked outside into her private, isolated garden. Encased by a high dome of thin, perforated glass, the garden was as near to nature as they could allow in a hospital.
Fresh air filtered in through the perforated glass, the grass was lush and green, and brightly coloured flowers grew in a small flower bed. A swing hung from the small cherry blossom tree, perfect for relaxing and reading.
Although the garden was large, it was lonely.
Surely in a hospital as large as this, there would have been some sign of other patients. There were the brief moments in hallways when patients would brush past each other on the way to treatments, but they were few and far between.
Lucy sat on the swing and looked around, feeling a brief flicker of memory stirring. Blue hair, a shirtless man? Books? Why would so many patients have been gathered in the garden? It was big enough, certainly, but patients were forbidden to speak to one another.
It had been that way since Lucy could remember.
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Today was the day. Today, they would make progress; today, they would learn something more about how to escape from the hospital. Lucy could feel it in her bones, an electric tingle zapping from bones to nerves and back again.
It had been a long night of sleep. From the clocks, Lucy could tell that it was almost 12 – they had overslept. She opened her eyes and disentangled herself from Laxus' tight, possessive grip. She stood and walked over to the kitchen to make food for the men, who would undoubtedly be ravenous when they eventually woke up. Eggs, flour, butter – the kitchen was a disaster after Lucy had completed her meal.
Drawn by the smell of freshly cooked pancakes, the men slouched into the kitchen and sleepily slumped over the kitchen counter. They perked up only when Lucy had placed strong cups of coffee in front of them – the smell appeared to work its way into their system, from head to toe.
Lucy sat in front of the two men and started neatly dissecting her pancake into bite-sized portions.
"I'm going down into the rooms after breakfast. I want to have a shower, and grab anything that might be useful. I think there might have been a few patients who were allowed to borrow books; I want to get those books and see if there's anything useful in there. I want you guys to start reading and do some research about this hospital – who owns it, why it exists, things like that."
The men barely paused in their food shovelling to nod at Lucy, though Natsu made a comical salute with his hand to his forehead. Lucy stood and made more coffee while the men finished eating. When they had finished, she made as if to leave the room. Laxus grabbed her wrist and glared at her.
"Blondie, you're not going down there alone. It's not just zombies we have to worry about; there are other patients and maybe even doctors in here."
Lucy gently removed her arm from Laxus' grip and looked him in the eyes.
"I'll take Natsu. He can stand guard while I shower. I need you up here, Laxus – you know what we're looking for."
Lucy kissed Laxus tenderly on the forehead and walked out of the kitchen, Natsu trailing after her and staring defiantly at Laxus. Laxus growled and bared his teeth at Natsu, but Natsu gave a quick grin and left the room. Laxus could hear his animated voice echoing through the hallways, all the way until they reached the stairwell.
Laxus grumbled, but stalked off to the library, ready to find something that would help them escape the hospital.
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Hot, refreshing water trickled down over Lucy's bare skin. She glided her hands over her body, caressing the slick skin with her fingertips. She had just barely finished soaping down her body when her mind turned to Laxus.
His fingers had touched her like this… he had taken her soft rosebud of a nipple between his lips and produced a feeling just like this… he had taken his fingers and traced circles and dipped in and out of her hot, wet core, just like that… Unable to stop herself, Lucy let out a breathy moan of desire. Her knees trembled and she sunk down to the floor of the shower, legs splayed above her head. The tingling pinpricks of the water cascading down on her only served to raise her desire. She panted and moaned, wishing Laxus were there to fill her and make her feel like the stars were exploding. All too soon, her ecstasy pulsed in a final vibrant throb, and she let out a gentle cry of pleasure.
A sudden crash made her shriek in shock, and she covered her body as a dark figure appeared through the clouded opaque shower door. As the hulking shape reached for the door, she screamed once, loudly, shrilly, praying that Natsu would hear her and come to help her.
The door was wrenched open, and Lucy was horrified to find herself face to face with none other than the salmon-haired man she had just been praying would hear her. She covered her chest and curled into a ball, looking up at him in horror.
"Natsu? What are you doing? Why are you here?"
Natsu seemed confused; he glanced briefly around the bathroom and checked quickly outside the door.
"I thought I heard you scream. What happened? Did you fall or something?"
Lucy flushed a bright crimson and opened her mouth to make up some sort of excuse as she realised what he must have heard, but before a word could escape her lips, Natsu was tackled to the ground by a snarling blonde demon.
Laxus straddled Natsu and hit him frightfully hard in the gut, followed by a swift punch to the face. Natsu struggled beneath him, futilely trying to buck the enraged Laxus off. Lucy stood quickly in the slippery shower and jumped at Laxus, trying to grab his arm to prevent him hitting Natsu again.
In the blink of an eye, Laxus had turned his face to roar at her. In his eyes, she saw a savage, murderous, inhuman gleam, almost red in the dimming light of the bathroom. She recoiled, but stood her ground and gave a shrill roar back in his face. The change that came over his face happened almost too quickly for Lucy to see. In the blink of an eye, he changed from savage monster to confused man.
Lucy glared at Laxus, part of her terrified to provoke him. She turned her face towards Natsu, but kept her eyes focused on Laxus at all times, hardly daring to blink.
"Natsu, go upstairs. I'll handle this."
Natsu started to protest, but Lucy shook her head at him, and he retracted slowly. He stepped slowly and quietly backwards, heading out the door, desperation on his face. Lucy turned her head to face Laxus again, and stood slowly. He mimicked her actions and stood, towering over her. A brief glare flashed across his face.
"Why the fuck was he in here while you were showering?"
Lucy drew herself up to her full height and glared right back at Laxus.
"Don't you ever dare attack Natsu again. I'm going upstairs to do some reading. When you are ready to apologise to Natsu and listen to what actually happened, you can come upstairs. Until then, don't bother."
Lucy stormed out of the room, leaving Laxus fuming and raging.
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Several hours had passed, and Laxus still had not appeared upstairs. Feeling mild concern, Lucy gathered together a heaped plate of food and headed to the stairwell door. Standing before the locked door, a grim expression on his face, stood Natsu. He folded his arms and stared her down, refusing to move even as she walked closer and closer to the door. Finally, she stopped in front of him.
"Natsu, let me through."
Natsu shook his head and leaned backwards against the door, grimly staring at Lucy's angered face. She took a step back and placed the tray of food gently on the floor, careful not to spill the juice. She stepped back up to Natsu and surprised him by folding her arms around him.
"Natsu, thank you for coming to help me this morning. I wasn't in trouble, but if I had been you would have saved me. So thank you. But I need to go talk to Laxus."
Natsu hugged her back tightly and held her to him, breathing in the familiar-but-strange scent of her hair. He mumbled almost inaudibly into her hair.
"You saved me. I don't want you to get hurt. I'm scared he's going to hurt you and I won't get there in time to save you. It's almost night, anyway. I'm not letting you go to him, Lucy."
Lucy pulled out of his arms and stared calmly at Natsu.
"Then, Natsu, we're going to have a problem. I'm going down there, whether you like it or not. I don't want to hurt you, but I will hit you if I have to."
Natsu gave a small but infuriating grin, suggesting that he didn't think Lucy would really be able to hurt him. Lucy turned around on the spot, facing away from Natsu, gathering her resolve to hurt someone that she had only recently saved from being hurt by Laxus.
1…2…3…
"LUCY KICK!"
Lucy swivelled on the spot and surprised Natsu with a sharp kick to the head. A flash of golden light exploded at the point of contact, blinding them both. Natsu crumpled to the floor, almost immediately beginning to drool. Lucy bent down, whispered a quick "sorry", kissed his forehead and picked up the tray of food. Balancing the food on one hand, she unlocked the door and disappeared down the dark stairwell, pausing only to deadbolt the lower door shut.
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Lucy marched into the room she'd left Laxus in, unsurprised to find him lying on the bed and glowering at the ceiling. She dumped the plate of food on the empty desk and surveyed the room, noting the wreckage of chairs and the cupboard door thrown halfway across the room, shattered. Lucy put her hands on her hips and spoke sternly to Laxus.
"Stop sulking. We are going to talk now and resolve this."
He flinched at the word "sulking", but otherwise gave no outward sign of emotion. Lucy sighed and sat down on the bed, and began stroking strands of silky blonde hair out of his eyes. Laxus made a low growl, almost a purr, deep in his chest.
"Why are you so upset? Tell me."
Lucy bent down and kissed him on the forehead. He frowned in consternation, but she carried on and kissed him first on one cheek, then on the other. Ignoring the slightly puckered lips, she planted a small kiss on the tip of his nose, giggling slightly at the wiggle he responded with. After a short while of small, delicate, playful kisses, avoiding his lips, Laxus sat up and ran a hand through his hair.
"I thought I told you that that boy wasn't allowed to see you anything less than fully clothed."
Lucy sat, mildly shocked, before she found the words to speak.
"Firstly, you don't get to order me around. You aren't the boss of me. Secondly, the only reason he saw me naked is because he thought I was in trouble and came in to help me."
Laxus frowned.
"Why would he think you were in trouble? Unless you screamed or something, he wouldn't have known."
A scarlet flush spread across Lucy's face, covering her nose and cheeks. She said nothing, only stared at the floor while the rosy tint creeped across her face. Laxus noted her expression and prodded her.
"Oi, Blondie. You didn't scream, did you?"
Lucy covered her face with her hands and mumbled, "I can explain…"
Laxus sat expectantly, waiting for her to say something that would explain her screaming and drawing the boy in to see her naked body.
"I was showering, and… it just… it felt nice… and… but it's all your fault! You started it!"
Red cheeked and fuming, Lucy glared at Laxus, her hands balled up into fists by her side. Laxus laughed inwardly at her expression, but showed nothing but expectance outwardly.
"What d'ya mean, Blondie? How is it my fault?"
"I was showering and… I remembered when we… and I may have tried to copy it and it felt really good and thenIcameandthenNatsuburstinbutitwasreallyembarrassing!"
Lucy hurriedly mumbled the words into her hands, half hoping that Laxus wouldn't hear, but of course, he did. He started chuckling, then guffawed, and soon enough was in full blown hysterical laughter. He roared in waves of hilarity, giving no regard to the fuming blonde beside him. A full ten minutes later, he wiped the tears from his eyes and glanced at Lucy.
"You mean to tell me that you were masturbating, and that brat thought you were in trouble? God, Blondie, how embarrassing."
Lucy picked up a pillow and walloped Laxus, the latter laughing hysterically at her futile attempts to shut him up. He grabbed her wrists and rolled on top of her, pushing his groin into hers.
"If you wanted that, Blondie, all you had to do was ask."
He gripped both of her wrists in one hand and trailed the other down her side, stroking over the curve of her breast, the inward dip of her delicate waist, her smooth hip.
Lucy struggled futilely to free her hands from his solid grip, but settled for raising her lips to his. He attacked her mouth with passionate kisses, teasing and playing with her tongue. He trailed scorching kisses to her cheek her ear, down her neck and into her bountiful cleavage. Laxus finally relinquished his grip on her hands so that he could pull her shirt off. Lucy, in as much of a hurry as Laxus, pulled his shirt over his head.
Laxus' kisses turned into gentle nips and sucks along her breasts, leaving her writhing and whimpering. Finally deciding that she'd had enough of him being in control, Lucy wrapped her legs around Laxus' waist and rolled him over so that she was on top. She traced her fingers down his chest, stopping at the waistband of his pants. With swift, deft fingers, she undid the lacing and, with his help, pulled both pants and underwear off.
After scooting her way down the bed, Lucy gave Laxus' member a tentative lick. At his encouraging growl, she continued, and swallowed him to the base. She bobbed for a short while, her tongue twisting in a tantalising tornado swirl. Lucy was thoroughly enjoying herself when Laxus gripped her upper arms and pulled her up to give her a crushing kiss.
Laxus yanked her shorts and underwear off in a quick motion, then pulsed his hips to rub against her wet core. She mewled, and he took pity on her. Laxus penetrated her in one swift movement, thrusting hard and fast. Lucy's legs wrapped around his waist, clinging to him as he pushed them both closer and closer to the final burst of ecstasy .The lights around them started flickering, and Lucy could swear she saw blue sparks racing along the wall. One final thrust later, and both were exclaiming in pleasure, Lucy moaning breathily.
They lay twined around each other for a while, until Laxus cocked his head to one side.
"It must be night. They're starting to move."
"It's too late to get upstairs safely. We can just lock the door and sleep down here"
Lucy spoke confidently, but a brief glimmer of uncertainty flickered in her eyes. Laxus kissed her on the forehead and strode over to the door, tall, muscled and deliciously naked. He quietly closed the door and locked it, then creeped back to Lucy. He picked up the duvet and cuddled up next to Lucy, spreading the duvet over both of them. Lucy quickly fell asleep, but Laxus stayed awake for a while longer, listening to the shuffles and groans from outside.
Why had he felt so possessive over this blonde woman? He hardly knew her. She could have been any woman, and Laxus would happily have fucked her and sent her on her way; but not Lucy. Why couldn't he get her out of his head?
Frowning in mild irritation, Laxus kissed her hair and settled down to sleep, clutching her tightly to him.
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Well, that was awkward.
What do you guys even call it? "Member" sounds so prude and detached. Cock and dick just sound silly. Maybe I'll start calling it a wee-wee!
But seriously, any hints, tips, constructive criticism, etc is greatly appreciated, so drop me a review or a PM!
Bubbles
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