White Heart

Battles of the Heart

 I glance around the Sabertooth members-minus Sting of course- for any explanation, only to hear Minerva pipe up again.

"Sorry you had to find out this way," she begins, " but my father, the master of Sabertooth, knew all about you and your freakish power." I growl at that word. "After the Datura plant failed, he needed someone to distract you, maybe put you off your game a bit," she continues, " Sting happily obliged." I guess she was expecting more of a reaction from me because there was an awkward silence for a while before she spoke again. "My honeycakes and I, "Minerva pauses in her speech and walks up to Sting, turning him sideways, which of course gave the full nauseating view of their tongues swapping each others spit. I hear the audience gasp at the display. I almost forgot they were even there.

"Wait," Natsu asks, "Honeycakes?" I hear him mimic a vomiting noise. I'm right there with you bud. In fact, I hurl in my mouth a bit form the disturbing exhibit. Minerva smashed Sting's face in her hands. Her tongue almost forcing it down his throat. He looked uncomfortable. Sting struggles to keep up with his demented girlfriend. Finally Minerva release Sting from her grasp, leaving him stumbling for air. She steps in my direction.

"We've talked a lot about you, "the black-haired bitch admits. "He told me everything you did." Her words make me gasp. Everything? She smirks at my shock, but I compose myself quickly, unwilling to give the the satisfaction. I then turn towards Sting. I cock an eyebrow at him.

"Everything?" I croon, stepping dangerously close to him. I reach out and touch his chest, completely ignoring a irritated Minerva. "Did he tell you how he let me touch him?" Though my question directed toward her, I only stare directly into Sting's eyes. My hands finding the acquainted spot on his hips.  He groans at my touch. "Did he tell you how he was happily submissive to me?" I run my hands up the familiar path along his toned chest. "Did he tell you how he moaned when I kissed him?" I trail my fingers up to the seasoned areas on his neck. My eyes never left Sting's, which at this point were halfway rolled back in his head. I was really affecting him, wasn't I? "Did he tell you how he grew har-"

"ENOUGH!" Minerva screeches. I turn to her smirking. I see her fists clenched and her chest puffing fast. I must have I struck a nerve.

"I guess he didn't tell you everything, huh?" I mock.

"He was only playing a part!' she yells. I laugh at her.

"I'm not sure you can fake moans like that," I taunt. I could practically see the fumes coming from her ears. "Not to mention the state he's in now, "I denote, " and only after a few strokes of my hand." I hold it  up in front of my face, admiring it. 

"You bitch!" Minerva screams, " That's my boyfriend!" Her face only inches from mine.

"Then you shouldn't have used him like some gigilo!" I growl back at her. She gasps at my boldness. I  guess no one ever stood up to her like this.

"The tension is growing on the field folks," the announcer observes, "Break it up ladies, save the drama for the battles." He awkwardly chuckles over the speaker. Gray places his hand on my shoulder. 

"Let's go," he states blankly. I turn into his embrace and follow the rest of my teammates off the field. Lucy was on a gurney carried by Erza and Natsu. I grunt at the sight of her.

"They'll pay for that, " I whisper beside Gray, who still had his arm around my shoulder. He glances at me, but I pay him no attention as I continue to stare at Lucy's limp body. 

"Hey," Gray soothes, placing a finger under my chin and turning me to face him. "What you just did out there was strong as you have to be right now." I sigh and fall more into his embrace as we walk through the tunnel back. Though I thought his touch would be colder, his body heat was soothing and helped calm me down.