Shaman Girl and Ice Monster
>> A fic bombs compilation from fia-writesβ based on the prompt set of GrayLu Week 2015
Type: drabble
Prompts: myth/legend || tattoo || meeting the family/parents || newlywed || smile || bubble bath || what if
Rated: T
Author: fia-writes
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>> Shaman Girl and Ice Monster <<
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He was wearing a large cloak that covered his body. Lucy tried to take a peek but the cloth was on her way. "Who are you?" She asked. To which he would emit a low growl before replying, "The ice monster whom you should have avoided, foolish woman."
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Gray snarled and reached for the sword behind him, "Darn it. What did you do to me?!" Lucy stared at the man down to the swirling black lines on his arm, "A curse." She seethed, "You're not the only monster here - ready to have your soul controlled?"
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In a span of one month, she learned that the ice monster had a family before, she learned about how gentle he is to animals and how cruel he is to sinful humans. And maybe, it was this reason that Lucy retracted her magic, "I'm freeing your soul, it's tiring for me anyway," she said, to which he would reply with, "Thanks. But I'm still not going to free you." "As expected."
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"You know, we could be like a married couple when you're locking me up in your room like this." Gray heaved a sigh, "Look, I'm doing this to protect you from the fire dragon all right?" "Ohh, so you're my ice knight now?" The man ignored the comment and instead pasted a scowl on his face. This was why he hated humans - especially attractive blonde girls who can't keep their mouths shut while being under his care. "Just be still and stay behind me. I'll protect you."
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The first time he saw her smile, his heart clenched at how a mere mortal could make him look at her being with gentleness in his eyes. The second almost took his breath away when he heard her laughing and dancing at the same time while calling out his name, 'come out ice prince, I know you're not really a monster.' And finally, with the third, he wasted no second to jump out and snatch her away from her world. The name: Lucy Heartfilia. Occupation: Shaman. (How interesting)
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And on her fifth month as captive, Lucy snatched the bottle of whisky inside Gray's room and drank it till the last drop. Later she would find herself inside a bathtub, with arms wrapped around her body that felt so damn right-so frighteningly right.
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"Go." He said, guard lowered down, arms limp on the side (because he finally and admitted the truth that she's not his.) "Just go." But Lucy stayed still. Opting to brush her warm hand on his cheek "What if...I said I wanted to stay?" And he smiled.
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... end just another beginning!
