-Written in Blood-

Damn it, I am a Jealous Bitch!

Chapter Seven

Author's Note/Disclaimer: I own nothing. Fairy Tail belongs to its writer and so do the characters. I'm merely making a fanfiction like almost everyone on here does. Hello every one, here is the Seven Chapter of Written in Blood.

The Otherside

To say Mirajane was in Hell was an understatement of this year. There would be the mantra she'd tell herself every morning would be on the lines of 'This is hell, and I'm trapped in it'. The event that happened yesterday morning plagued her mind since she woke up this morning, alone and cold. No warm, safe embrace for her this morning. She'd never admit it, but she missed Erza's warmth ever since the night of the women's birthday banquet and early morning till she kicked her out. Mirajane was HellHell bent on trying to find out if her wife to be, had just magically summoned cocks in her sleep, wears dildos to bed, or is a Hermaphrodite. Mirajane even roped Levy and Lisanna in to try and find proof or signs that Erza was indeed a Hermaphrodite, which went unfruitful so far.

It was going well until Elfman fucked that up by trying to "be a man" and got into his sister's business when she was watching the redhead. Mirajane beat the bastard silly for attempting to foil her investigations. What also got on Mira's nerves was that Laxus started to ignore her now. While she was tailing her "wife to be," she saw Laxus on the way, they made eye contact, and he walked in the opposite direction away from her. That upset Mirajane enough that she lost Erza completely wherever the fuck she went. So that day was a bust. However, she guesses she could count the spar Erza and Natsu gave was very entertaining to say.

Another annoying occurrence was Jenny fucking Realight, Jenny was all over Erza. Like a moth to a flame, she was persistent and insufferable. Mirajane doesn't care that Jenny is still after Erza, but it's annoying to watch. Liar. It was like watching a bitch in heat. It's also irritating seeing Erza get flustered around the stylist and other women dignitaries visiting as well. Her wife was a hot topic, and even men wanted her. So add Jellal and a few other guys to the list of her annoyance. Does no one take in that she was engaged and the honor code to back off? How hypocritical of you.

Mirajane huffed and rolled onto her side away from her closed window, pushing back what her heart was sassing. She was in complete denial about being jealous of women and men hitting on her Erza. Now don't get her wrong, she was pissed at other women's advances on Erza, but she was also mad that Erza tolerated the attention. She did not know why she felt this way, but she indeed does. It was a very jealous rage that was burning in her stomach that Erza was being persuaded after and wasn't batting them away but just accepted the attention. They were engaged, sure, but she really shouldn't care about the crimson-haired vixen. Her main focus should be getting into Laxus's pants. Have some fun before being tied down and being forced to have non-biological children. However, if Erza was a hermaphrodite she could be packing. Then again, it could also be a 'what if' theory. A rabbit hole she didn't want to get lost in this morning. Her mind wouldn't let it go despite her legitimate protest.

She bit her lip, thinking vividly about the girl. Pleasing her and screwing her silly all day to the point of not being able to think at all. She groaned at the thought of the mighty warrior being able to spear her insides as furiously as she kills in battle. The heated blood lust look she gives when she's angry. The woman's lust for battle makes Mirajane see the darker animalistic side that calls out to her other—making it raise its sleepy head and yawn from a deep slumber. Seeing Erza fight that S class Demon was a pleasure even though she thought she was going to die. If she is Hermaphrodite, maybe this marriage won't be so bad, but she has to prove it first. Until then she will continue to get Laxus wrapped around her finger or attempt to seduce him. That is if he gives her the time of day again. You're wasting your time.

There was a knock on Mirajane's door that got her attention, and she called out permission to enter. She soon regretted that decision when it was her mother that came through the door. Of all the people to make her lousy morning worse, of course, it would be her mother. Lady Luck was not on her side; it seems.

"Mirajane Hunny, you do know you're going to be late to your first photoshoot with Erza, don't you?" Her mother asked in an eerily happy tone. Usually, her mother wouldn't be talking to her this sweetly. She was up to something.

"It must have slipped my mind, they can't shoot anything until I get there anyways," She retorted to her mother in a haughty attitude as she stretched like a lazy cat.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." Her mother said while admiring her done nails nonchalantly. Mirajane stopped in the process of getting out of her bed.

"What do you mean by that?" Mirajane asked with narrowed eyes.

"Well, today, Erza isn't scheduled to shoot just with you. She has also to take photos with our allies and visiting dignitaries," Her mother replied being slightly dramatic and added," she shot with the male dignitaries last night for a calendar for a charity."

This statement made Mirajane's room feel twice as cold and lonely now. It was like her mother just poured ice water on her. The female dignitaries were harpies in Mirajane's opinion. Yesterday Levy and Lisanna wouldn't shut up about the gossip they heard at the party. Apparently her soon to be wife is one of the most lusted people here in this Kingdom as well as her own, which is annoying. Yes, she was kind, charming, intelligent, handsome, and the gods gave her a goddess-like body, but that doesn't mean she was everyone's chew toy. She was only one person's chew toy. Only Ours. A vivid image of her fiance, the female dignitaries and the slutty stylist plagued her mind. She had to push down the thoughts and the growl of claim about Erza only belonging to her down and suppressing it with denial. However, Mirajane is no fool to her mother's tactics; Manasa likes to stir the pot to make her upset. She looked up at her old role model and matched her mother's award-winning smile.

"Erza is a big girl. She and her handmaiden will be just fine. If you don't mind, mother, I need to get ready." Mirajane excused herself as she went to change, getting dressed faster than she planned.

Manasa smiled a bit more wickedly as she left her daughter's room. She planted the seeds of jealousy without her daughter, knowing it. She saw how distant Mira became yesterday when they made so much progress two nights ago. She had to keep her daughter interested, and hopefully, without pain, she will remember her love. That's all the parents could hope for when it came to the two heirs—that and maybe a few grandchildren.

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Lights blinded Erza as Bob, the photographer from Blue Pegasus Magazine, shot another test shot with her and Jenny. Mirajane was late for the engagement shoot, and Jenny stepped in until she arrives, to help get the lighting right. What made Erza uncomfortable was the pose she and her stylist are currently being positioned for this segment of the shoot. They were posed in a very intimate way with Jenny on Erza's lap with their faces a few inches apparent. The pose was to show that one of the fiercest warriors was marrying another and giving herself up to the other. That she was relenting her control to the other woman by her being on top. An act of possession and it did not feel right for her stylist being on top of her. Erza wished Lucy was here to help get her out of this uncomfortable situation. Lucy sadly had other pressing matters to attend to, which was her mother's request. She would not dare defy Queen's Anya's task.

Erza bit back a groan as Jenny shifted in her lap. The small friction of movement on Erza's lap was trying to wake her cock-up. Erza worked hard to think of the grotesque things possible to stop getting a boner, but it was becoming harder to with an attractive woman on her lap. Erza was very much in love with Mirajane but having been rejected a few times already by her love kills her. She was only human and was ashamed of her physiology. Before she could go more in-depth into thought, she was pulled out of it when Jenny would move around in her lap. She held back a hiss when the model grinded a bit into her lap to situate herself better. Jenny had her arms wrapped around Erza's neck as they held the position for a little while longer before Bob told them to let up and rest. They were just test shots, after all.

Erza sigh of relief was caught in her throat as Jenny sat back into her lap instead of getting up. She was sitting on top of her growing appendage. Erza prayed to any gods out there to keep her secret safe. She had to choke back a groan as Jenny moved around her lap once more and focused on things that make her sick to blue ball herself. She was pissed that she was slightly attracted to Jenny but wanted to stay pure for her love, that no longer loved her.

Erza's mind started to replay all the moments Mirajane would look at her in a way that broke her heart. The only thing that kept Erza from losing her mind was how touchy, possessive, and slightly loving her soon to be wife was when extreme emotions came. Erza was brought back to reality as Jenny grabbed her face to make her look into her eyes.

"Why do you look so sad, darling?" Jenny asked in a concerned, caring tone as she stroked Erza's face lovingly. Erza stared into adoring eyes that made her cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Why does everyone look at me like that, but the one I want?

Erza opened her mouth to reply to Jenny but was stopped by the door slamming open, causing Erza to snap her eyes to the doorway since her face was held captive. A very flushed and embarrassed look was on her face, while Mirajane's expression was one of pure unadulterated rage. The watch wasn't aimed at Erza. She was glaring hellfire at the slutty model on top of her. Mirajane and Jenny kept eye contact for a good minute before Jenny smirked over her shoulder as she straightened up on Erza. Before dipping her head down to kiss Erza's cheek as a proper declaration of war and stood up. She was keeping the eye contact with the enraged satan transformation magic-user while she stroked Erza's red mane rather possessively.

"I hope you don't mind. We got the practice shots out of the way. I didn't want you to be bored when you finally got here. Since we all know your disdain for showing any type of physical attraction when you're with her." Jenny said to her in a very polite tone. However, the look in her eyes was challenging Mirajane to tear her pretty head off her body.

"Oh not at all, thank you for keeping my spot toasty. I'm sure Bob has plenty of other more 'Intimate' Positions to shoot." Mirajane said with a fake smile of her own. The room was filled with tension as the two beauties had a small smile off. The bald photographer cleared his throat to get the ladies' attention on him.

"Jenny, if you can, please move, the shoot needs to get rolling." Bob said with a chipper expression. Jenny sighed and removed herself from Erza's front. Purposely stretching and taking her time before she sat in a lounge chair and watched them with calculating eyes.

Mirajane was grateful for Bob. She always was, he was the gay dad she never had. Bob always made Mirajane look phenomenal when he represented her. She locked eyes with the flushed Erza and walked over. Erza was in a tight black tux and a blue tie. Mirajane looked over Erza's body and had to admit she looked damn good in any suit since she's seen her in a few. Mirajane was dressed in a white sleeveless dress, simple but what is required for today's photos. She smiled hesitantly when she straddled Erza's waist and sat in her lap, keeping a bit of a distance. Jenny smirked at the distance Mirajane kept with Erza. This distance soon changed when Mira saw the expression on her face. She would show her claim that Erza was, in fact, hers even if for the moment.

Mirajane pulled the redhead beauty closer by her blue tie. This action caused Bob to shout praise at Mira's artist realism to make it look like they were, in fact, in a hot and heavy loving relationship. Erza's entire body turned from warm to scalding hot from the position. Her cock stirred more to life and more than likely was poking Mira. She was confused and aroused by the positiveness Mirajane soon shows in grabbing the back of Erza's head and tilting it up and leaning in but stopping a bit before their lips would touch in a collision.

"Regardless of your or my feelings," Mirajane whispered to Erza rather heatedly ," we are going to be wed, and I will not let any shank soil what is mine."

Erza was taken back from the whisper and blinked a few times to process what was said to her if she was confused before she was lost now. "I was promised to you, Mirajane. You know my feelings and they are not unjust. I would never belittle you or break the union of our engagement." Erza said just as quietly back to her in mild frustration. Mirajane nodded her had and looked rather smug at the answer.

Now Erza knew this was just for the media and to show they were getting married for political gain. The longer she stared at Mirajane's lips, the sooner she was consumed in a trance of want. She wanted her fantasy as a reality. To really be loved back instead of this unrequited love bullshit drama. To have a family with the white-haired vixen and raise their children together. To go on dates and rule the Kingdom together. Have each other's backs in battle of both physical and political. See movies and go shopping if her heart's desire wanted to go. Erza would give Mirajane all she had and then some. She was lost in a trance now. Completely undisturbed by the lights and clicking sounds of Bobs camera and praise. All she could think about was how real she wanted this act to be a reality. She was so tranced out that her subconscious betrayed her and she kissed Mirajane gently but it was full of passion. Mirajane froze a few seconds after Erza's lips connected with hers, and eyes widened in a slight panic.

Mira could only describe her lips as soft and understanding. Her mind took her back to the dance and the kiss they shared on Erza's birthday. She remembered how good and safe it felt. She loathed it. She wasn't disturbed that she was kissed; she kind of actually enjoyed the redhead's affection. She was concerned that it felt right and enjoyable without the influence of spirits. After a few clicks of the camera she pushed Erza away a bit harshly in a panic at her inner turmoil. She was soon realizing her mistake when rejection and mortification written on Erza's face. She looked away from Mira soon after.

The room was deadly silent as Bob was reviewing the photos. The camera's clicking stopped a while ago after he captured the surprising kiss. Mirajane stayed in Erza's lap, lost in thought. It didn't even register that she was sitting on a now softening cock that could be felt through the tux pants. She was in an inner battle of her resolve and selfish thinking.

Erza, on the other hand, was disgusted with herself. She was horrified. She acted on impulse. She saw the disgust on Mirajane's face like a bright sunny day. She was genuinely disgusted with herself. Erza lifted Mirajane off her lap gently and sat her in the chair not meaning to show off her raw strength but a means to escape. Lost and hurt emotions swam in her eyes shone as a reflection of her inner turmoil, she walked out and wouldn't look at Mirajane or anyone. She made a mad dash out of the doors of the room after whispering an apology to Mirajane for the transgression she caused.

"Erza wait!" Jenny spoke up as Erza made her escape through the doors. Bob also called out to the redhead, but she was already gone. Mirajane sat frozen in place. She knew she should have called out to Erza, but was to shocked by her realization in enjoying kissing Erza, to feel the chemistry between them when she swore it was only due to fairy fire the last time they kissed. They actually had chemistry and she was confused as well as angry. She didn't even hear Bob cursing that he would probably have to cancel the rest of the shoots today with the other dignitaries due to Erza fleeing. The thing that registered was a slow clap coming towards her that gained her attention from her troublesome thoughts.

"My, my if that wasn't the flattest rejection I've ever seen. I would have to be clinically blind. It's been a while since I've gotten to witness such disgust," Jenny said confidently while strolling up next to Mirajane, she continued, "at least I know you aren't a threat to the race to win her over. Sad, you were the only main threat from my calculations."

"What do you mean?" Mirajane said in a low tone. The statement caught her attention. There was a race now for Erza's love? Who else now was trying to get the attention of the heir's gaze? Was her mother onto something earlier? Of course, she was genuine, you idiot.

"You were at her party. Did you really not see all the gazes she gained from the noble houses? The other heirs? The Celebrities? Are you that daft that you can't see past your arrogance? I'm so relieved, that means you're too egotistical to figure out what you had. What you just rejected, pushing away one of the most powerful and the most loyal suitor to have gained." Jenny said as she walked past Mirajane with a smirk gracing her face. Leaving her to mule over what had been said, Jenny sauntered out of the room.

Mirajane concluded after a few minutes that she might have royally fucked up today. She might have to talk to Erza later and apologize. Spend some time with the redhead as an apology. She was now extremely confused with her own emotions. She would wait for Erza to return, and they will talk about what transpired today. Is it not like another person's going to swoop in and try to take advantage of her fiance, right? Yeah, Right...

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Erza was now running and holding back tears of humiliation. While running and looking for a place to forget about the wrong, she just inflicted. She self-reflected her actions. Taking something without consent and being rejected once again. The look of pure horror on Mirajane's face. Why did I do that? She jumped over railings and vaulted through an open window to get to the lower floor quicker. She did not want to be stopped by Jenny, who called out to her to stop and wait. It was Not Mirajane that called out for her to stop. It was not Mirajane that chased after her. She doesn't care about you; she's disgusted with you. She shook her head and held back her frustration. 'Fuck this,' She thought as she hit the ground floor, causing a small crater, not caring that she just messed up one of the levels.

When she stood up tall, she looked up to where she had jumped. A good thirteen stories pumpet down, and she wouldn't have cared if she broke her leg as long as she could get far away from that whole disaster of a shoot. Taking a deep breath she steadied herself and calmed her emotions. She doesn't want a freak like you; she would rather have a 'real' man. Not a chick with a working male appendage. Maybe it's time you let go. 'Maybe it is time to give up on my heart's desire?' She thought with a forlorn expression overtaking her features.

Erza was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard a slight clapping noise. Looking around for the origin of the sound, she saw a young woman standing near one of the lounge chairs with black hair and a katana at her waist. She was in a military-like uniform but with a skirt. Long raven black hair tied back with a white bow. She studied Erza like a predator. She looked very similar in away. Have they met before?

"You are so much more impressive now all grown up, aren't you?" The young woman said as a slight cocky smile graced her lips pink lips. There was an air of familiarity about her that hit Erza. Someone connected to her childhood.

"I wouldn't say impressive." Erza said calmly at this' new' person that has appeared in front of her. She guessed by the garbs she was either an heir or a dignitary that was here for her birthday and engagement announcement. A forced engagement. She sadly didn't get to meet everyone at her party. Her thoughts were consumed with Mirajane that night. The woman in front of her had an emblem on her uniform but was covered by her long hair. This stranger's aura felt very familiar in away. She has seen this young lady before, but where? In your past.

The woman looked up to where the princess jumped and looked back at her with a raised eyebrow. "You just jumped off a height that killed most and did not use any magic to my knowledge to land unharmed. Is that not an impressive heir of FairyWings, Crown Princess Erza Titania Scarlet?" Erza remained quiet and thought about this for a minute while the women studied her face.

"You are also the one that completed not one trial but two in a row before being engaged to the spawn of the Demon Queen and King of Beasts. A fierce and noble warrior. A strategist, leader, and patient woman. Who was one of the most sought out single heirs in the lands until late. Are you not Erza Scarlet, the sole heir to the throne of Fairy Wings?"

"I am indeed the heir you praise, but that is too much praise from your fair maiden. I have not yet had the pleasure of meeting. Might I know your name?" Erza asked, studying the way the woman's mouth quirked up into a smile at her question. A small chuckle came from the young woman as she moved her hair back, relieving the hidden crest.

"I am Kagura Mikazuchi. Heir to the empire of Mermaid Heel in the East region. It is a pleasure to reconnect to the humble heir of Fairy Wings. My late brother's playmate and my role model while I was younger." Kagura said while slightly bowing in respect to her fellow heir. Erza nodded back in customary respect with wide eyes. Ah, the cry baby you cared for so long ago. All grown up and quite beautiful.

"I apologize for not recognizing you. Madam Kagura, please forgive me; I have been out of it today, it seems." Erza said now flushed with embarrassment at the fact she didn't recognize the little sister of her passed friend Simon. Refusing to listen to the traitor's voice in her head to admire how much Kagura has grown.

"Oh, no need to apologize. I have grown up since the last time you saw me." She waved Erza off before her smile widened before continuing," but it seems you have also grown as well Erza, not as hot-headed as I remember more charming and very robust from your hard training."

Erza smiled back and straightened her posture. "I believe the better term was strong-willed and opinionated." Kagura stepped closer to Erza and walked around her. Her eyes were flickering and calculating as she inspected the redhead. Erza blushed under her gaze. Simon's little crybaby of a sister has turned into a gorgeous young woman. She shook her head at the thought, and Mirajane's disgusted facial expression soon popped into her head. The views thus reminding her of what just transpired a few moments ago. Mirajane made her feeling clear and where she stands. Erza shook her head and shook off the depressing feelings of rejection. These actions didn't go unnoticed by the Heir of Mermaid Heel.

"Erza, would you mind accompanying me to the local cafe in town? I've heard their tea and cheesecake is to die for just a taste." Kagura asked the troubled woman offering her a way out of her head. Erza smiled brightly at the mention of cheesecake and accepted Kagura's offer. Why not get her favorite treat and catch up with an old friend. Why just catch up when you can start anew? Erza shook her head slightly at the voice in her skull but shook it off before their journey to the cafe.

They traveled in silence for the most part unless Kagura asked a question on a building or customs she hasn't seen before. Erza would happily go into detail and would inform her on anything and everything she asked about while walking. This is what Erza wanted to do with Mirajane a while ago but she again was rejected in that regard. To Mirajane this was only a political standing she was being forced into. She had forgotten the red-haired women indefinitely, it seems. Shaking off the forlorn thought that would send Erza straight into a depression, she focused on the looks of Kagura's face when she marveled at what her Kingdom had to offer.

After a pleasant hour walk of seeing things and stopping to explain a few customs or traditions, the duo finally got to their destination—a cafe called 'Gambits Delight' owned by Lady Cana Alberona. The Alberona family has been a noble family that holds a lot of businesses in the Kingdom. This cafe was a lot of fun all day and night long. Good drink, food, and entertainment meant a good merry time for all. Cana and Erza were friends, and Erza always helped Cana with tasks if she couldn't rope in help from Natsu or anyone else for a free hand. Cana would always treat Erza to a complimentary cake once and awhile.

The cafe was spacious with four floors. The first floor was the cafe. The second floor was a bar. The third floor was for entertainment. The fourth floor was VIP only access and only used for private events. Erza led Kagura over to a table and waited for a server to come to take their order. Even with Erza being the heir to the throne, people still gave the next ruler some space when out in public. However, seeing her with someone that wasn't her freshly engaged fiance was a sight to see and a juicy topic to debate. Unknown to the two heirs, a few phones were getting some photos of them talking and enjoying each other's company. Going viral on media outlets all over the Kingdom that there may be a new player to this game. A newcomer to the shipping wars going on in the media forums.

When they got their snacks and tea, Kagura would ask Erza about fighting tactics and her stances on some of the things that troubled both their nations. Being able to understand the hardships Erza gave her the best advice she could in situations. After political and battle strategies talk, they reminisced about earlier times. Simpler times when they played together in the fountains of Mermaid Heel with Simon. During this time, Kagura had gotten closer to Erza but without making the redhead uncomfortable. Just as Kagura put her hand on Erza's leg underneath the table and they continued their conversation. It was soon cut short by a deep voice calling out to Erza in a friendly manner, thus making Kagura pull her hand away from her old role model.

"Hey, Erza! How did your engagement shoot with my sister go today?" Elfman asked walking over to the two chatting women. Erza smiled at Elfman and offered the open seat next to her for him to sit. Elfman sat down with a big smile. Both were missing the way Kagura's poster tensed slightly at the mention of Erza's engagement and the slight eye twitch.

"It went well. We took the photos for tomorrow's issue for the Blue Pegasus. Have you met Kagura Mikazuchi, heir to the empire of Mermaid Heel?" Erza said in a gentle but short way. This dismissal of conversation didn't go unnoticed by the Prince of Demon Tail. Erza usually always gushed to him about Mirajane if he was willing to hear her talk about how great his older sister is and how much she hopes she will enjoy their combining of customs. Her changing the subject and being short was alarming. However, he was not going to question it but file it away for later.

"I have not had the pleasure. It's a pleasure to meet you, Kagura of Mermaid Heel." Elfman greeted automatically, recognizing the heir, knowing of a few of the trades Demon Tail has with Mermaid Heel.

"Pleasure is mine. I have heard about you slaying a few monsters and gaining their forms. Congratulations on the newfound power." She responded in small praise. Elfman smiled at the small compliment. The Mikazuchi Family barely praised anyone at all. Receiving a compliment was a small feat indeed.

As they all chatted and drank tea together, Elfman grew concerned with Erza's behavior. She didn't mention anything about his sister at all during this interaction. She usually would ask Elfman things about Mirajane to try and help make her stay better here in her country. Elfman feared that his sister did something unfixable, or Erza had lost interest in his sister, which frightened him to some degree. Something else that the young white-haired man found odd was the infatuated looks Kagura gave Erza when she spoke. The small caresses when their hands would carelessly brush against each other. Erza refused to talk about her marriage. What did Mirajane do? Why was Erza acting so unlike herself?

Elfman soon heard his phone go off and noticed it was from the topic that was being avoided. Mirajane had texted him something. Then he was sent a group chat between him and his siblings.

Sister Dearest:

Hey, have you seen erza?

Sister Dearest:

Does either of you know where Erza is? I need to talk to her. I might have fucked something up and need to talk to her ASAP.

Elfman shook his head before telling his older sister that her fiance with was him and a friend of Erza's. He also responded saying when they were done at the cafe he would bring Erza to her. The texts had stopped for a bit. He silenced his phone before it could go off again, not wanting to be rude. He was pulled into conversation on his political standing soon after while his phone was being blown up by the youngest of the Demon Tail siblings. He sat with the two women content while debating his points. Like a real man should do. 'So she did fuck up, well maybe it's best to let her figure out how to fix it instead of getting involved. She's a big girl.' He thought as they continued this pleasant conversation.;

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*30 Minutes Earlier*

After Erza had left in haste, Mirajane took time to reflect on what Jenny had said and what had happened between the two. She soon started looking for the redhead in a mild panic and hoping to apologize to her to some extent. Mira asked a lot of the staff if they had seen their next ruler, and they replied saying they hadn't. After thirty minutes, she decided to text her brother and sister about her missing redhead. When Elfman replied, saying she was with him and a friend. He said he would deliver Erza to her; this set her at ease. She was at peace that Erza was okay and not being comforted by some whore. She was pleased that Elfman and a friend she was betting Lucy was with her, meaning Erza was least likely to disappear. She also felt her phone go off with multiple texts from Lisanna. It was an image that was sent, a few photos where being sent quiet rapidly. Before she could open the message, the door to her room was thrown open by her handmaiden and Lucy.

"WHAT DID YOU DO?" Levy yelled in panic as Lucy followed in quickly from behind her to shut the door after they had just thrown open.

"What do you mean?" She asked confused on why her handmaiden was screaming at her. Shouldn't Lucy be with Erza and her brother? Who was with her brother and Erza? You're a fool.

"There is so much gossip all over the forums on media outlets! A photo of Erza fleeing your engagement shoot, A selfie of Jenny on Erza's lap, and now she is at Gambits Delight with the heir of Mermaid Heel!" Levy cried out in panic while pacing in worry.

"Wait! One thing at a time. What's wrong with Erza hanging out with the heir of Mermaid Heel?" Mirajane asked refusing to acknowledge the first two issues Levy had brought up. She didn't understand why the heir held any threat or means for panic.

"Kagura is the little sister of Erza's passed beloved friend Simon. Kagura is one of the strongest upcoming magic users. She's extremely powerful and a total S Tier hottie." Levy said stressed out. Mirajane's eyebrow quirked, not understanding why any that was a concern to her current situation.

"She also is one of the biggest and probably most obsessed people about Erza behind Jellal but in front of Jenny. When Erza was younger, while Simon was still alive, Kagura would follow Erza like a lost puppy and cling to her." Lucy chimed in looking rather stressed out. It took Mirajane a minute to process what Levy and Lucy just told her. Her eyebrows furrowed in a rage. Why was everyone and their mother after her fiance? Why was Erza so desired by these women and men? Who next a god or goddess will try to get with her? Why isn't she pushing any of them away? It was you who rejected her, and now you see the conscience's first hand! 'She's not pushing them away, though.' Mirajane thought to push back her satan's form thoughts and ignoring it. Mirajane was going to apologize for rejecting her earlier but forget that now. She now had people that could take this little headache away. She wouldn't have to care about the vixen if she got together with another heir. However, her pride was hurt and something deep down was screaming at how stupid she was being. She simply ignored these feelings and thoughts blinded by the rage of Erza being 'unfaithful' to their parent's agreement.

"I don't see how this concerns me," Mirajane said in a cold, uncaring tone, "if my wife to be desired to whore around. Who am I to stop her? It's not like we love or know each other. If my betrothed wants to whore herself out, I won't stop her. Just justifies what I plan to do with Lax-"

A loud slap could be heard in the room. Mirajane could feel stinging on her face, and her head had snapped to the side from the very hard hit she received. She slowly turned her head and looked at the one that slapped her. To her mild horror, it wasn't Lucy that dealt the blow but Levy that had laid a hand on her.

"She will never cheat on you. She has not only tried to get to know you. She's trying to make you happy in a foreign place. You have access to anything you want not because you are being forced to wed but because she genuinely cares about you. You aren't this stupid Mirajane." Levy snapped back at Mira. Mira sat there in shock at her handmaiden. She could see her point and all the rejections she's given Erza. After all, Erza wanted nothing but her time. Mirajane has only hurt her, yet she still tries with that stupid smile on her face. She relaxes at this thought.

"I have been a fool, haven't I?" Mirajane asks softly and stares at both the girls in front of her. Lucy and Levy refused to look at Mirajane, which was an answer enough.

"If you spend time with her, she won't pursue anyone. She's loyal to her word but just as a precaution. I do highly recommend spending time with her your Highness; she's worth it." Lucy said softly before making her leave out of Mirajane's room, followed swiftly by Levy to get out of dodge after remembering she hit her princess.

Mirajane opened her phone, and it all hit home when she saw Lisanna's text messages—viewing the forums of how people hated Mirajane or that she was abusive to Erza. How viral the selfie of Jenny with Erza was going at rapid succession saying they wanted them as a power couple. The other being threads on how cute Kagura and Erza looked at the cafe and them calling it their first 'date,' Her heart started aching strangely when she saw the look Erza was giving Kagura. She knows this soft look. Erza looked at her this way when Mirajane wasn't the kindest to her, but Erza looked at her in understanding. She really screwed up this time. She wouldn't let these harpies like women or men come in and take Erza away from her. She may not be attracted to Erza, but this contract was binding, and her demons pride wouldn't let her treasure be taken.

Mirajane mulled and thought about everything. About how she has to do something or Erza would be led astray from her, and that just won't do. Erza was Mirajane's, and Mirajane would be damned if these women or men succeed in taking her away. Mirajane thought back to their kiss at the photoshoot and touched her lips with her fingertips. In the few kisses they had shared they always felt right to her. They felt genuine and their was chemistry. There was a familiarity about the redhead to Mirajane. She just couldn't place it only that her other side was also entranced by it. They were excited about it. That shouldn't be right because Erza was a woman. A woman that if being seduced makes her blood boil. She gritted her teeth at all the moment she saw people giving Erza bedroom eyes. How dare those mortals.

She soon stood up and made up her mind. She was going to fetch Erza herself and make a scene for the public in a grand like a jester. She was going to attempt to try for the sake of her country's prosperity. She would be on the throne even if she is to be married to a female. Hermaphrodite? She doesn't know at this point, but she was determined to attempt to try. Her reasoning was her pride. No one was going to take away her betrothed. It was hers, and she is a very selfish creature, after all.

Mirajane wanted to make a grand entrance, and she knew what would gain people's attention very quickly. Pushing back all of the consequences of this choice of action, she released her magic. A magic pentagram appeared underneath her as the castle shook slightly during her release. Mira always loved transforming the burning sensation of piled up energy. The awakened heightened sense. The pain of her wings coming from her back and growing her tail. She loved her Satan Soul forms and decided to use Halphas. The blue wings that grew gave a flap. She grinned wickedly and set out to set the fans straight. Erza Scarlet was Hers and Her's alone.

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Authors Note:

Hi guys, I know it's been a few years, and I'm so sorry for this long of a Hiatus. I haven't abandoned this story. I know what I want to do for it and I apologize for the long wait. I know one Chapter isn't enough to make up for a long time of waiting. So I'm working on the next chapter. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and the development. Also, more characters of the fairytail universe are being added in and more to come. I hope this update will be a pleasant surprise and get you guys excited for the rest of a trainwreck I started in High School. Haha Anyways, see you guys in the next chapter.