Loving The Idiots - Fairy Tail [Nalu, Gruvia, Jerza, Gale, Rowen & More!]

Dinner dates

P.S: I literally can't describe kissing...

Jellal

As I tugged on a blue tie around my collar, I looked at my reflection to asses myself. The black suit Mira begged for the boys to wear made me look especially silly, since my blue hair illuminated everything bad in my costume. "Well, well," I said to myself, putting my hands in my trouser pocket, "Today will be finished soon anyway."

Luckily Mira didn't know of any business I had with Erza lately. She'd been so absorbed with the preparation of Couple Week she probably didn't have time to watch all the CDs she recorded on Maid day. Which was good for me—what I confessed there would be embarrassing if everyone else knew about it.

I was stupid, oblivious; obviously this trip wouldn't change anything between Erza and I. Whatever activities we did together were just as friends. And I didn't want to change that.

"You're spending as long as a girl!" Called Bickslow from downstairs, which made me smile slightly. At least Fairy Tail wouldn't let me keep in my depressed state for long.

Hurrying to the stairs, I realised everyone was already there. Erza was wearing a red dress to match her hair. Even her hair was tied up to a bun, with only loose strands around her face. She stood up from the rest like a sun, lighting the path around her. Pausing, I gulped back saliva as I recalled how awful I looked. But it doesn't matter. She doesn't like you back.

Mira grinned as she held hands with Laxus. Ever since she'd been host with a Laxus, it looked as if they'd been getting closer together. Though as I examined their hand-holding more closely, it seemed to loosen a bit until they were no longer touching.

She cleared her throat, "We've reserved the seats. Should we get a move on?"

"Yeah, definitely. I'm starved!" Agreed Happy and Natsu, jumping about at the fact they wouldn't need to pay for the amount they were planning to eat. I looked at Erza, who still didn't make a sound. She was playing with her fingers and shifting her weight between both her legs.

For some reason, she seemed nervous. But there was nothing nerve-wracking at the prospect of having food. Perhaps she just felt weird being all made-up in a dress that's not counted as "armour". Still, she carried on, walking a bit far behind from the group as they made their way to the restaurant.

At once, two men rose from their seats, a blush visible on their cheeks as they caught sight of Mira. "Mirajane Strauss!" They cried in unison, stumbling towards her as though they were drunk. "Oh, how beautiful to see you in person!" The one on the left said, a glint in his eye on top of his wrinkled face.

"Thank you," Mirajane replied, a smile playing on her lips.

"And all your pretty friends," the other said, only looking as if he just realised their presence. Levy, Lucy and Juvia gave him an awkward look. Erza looked as if she wanted to kill him. After all, he was older than sixty.

They didn't bother to compliment the other men. "How about this?" Erza purred, requipping into her cat costume. "Nyaa," she said as a puff of smoke surrounded her. The men started nose-bleeding.

"Watch this!" Mira said flirtatiously, showing one of her model-poses. In return Erza seethed and the men fainted onto the floor with a heavy thud. There seemed to be a stare-off between Mira and Erza.