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"My, my. That was quite a show..."
Our heads turned to the source of the voice. A scarlet, red-haired girl- or woman I should say- was standing in front of us, swinging a keychain around her index finger.
"And who are you?" Growled Gajeel, not caring for his life.
The way the woman was towering over us; it might not be a good idea to intimidate her.
"Whatever gives you the need to know?" She said back with a raised eyebrow. Gajeel growled at her again.
Geez...
The woman gave a soft yet annoyed sigh and stated her name.
"Erza," She said, "Erza Belserion."
I examined her name... it seemed familiar. As it replayed in my head, Gajeel was aggressively spitting out questions which I should probably listen to.
"WHY ARE WE NAKED?!" He asked as I realized that I shouldn't be listening.
"Humans taste better without clothes," She calmly but scarily replied.
"What?!" Lucy screamed, shutting up as soon as 'Erza' gave her a look. I couldn't help but blush, as weird things played in my mind.
Erza shifted her eyes to me, and I found myself unable to look away.
"My mother- she- She wants to meet you," she hesitated, then spat out her sentence, her voice dripping with malice, "I don't know what she sees in you."
I nodded, spotting the others doing the same from my peripheral vision. I took this as an opportunity to examine Erza.
An ebony-black, floor-length gown fit her curves perfectly, accentuating her figure perfectly. On top of that, a cloak, with a weird shine on it, and her scarlet hair pulled up into a bun, ringlets framing her face.
"Jelly-chan?" Milliana asked, "You coming?"
"Huh? What?" I refocused on the scene in front of me, Erza's lips were curled into a smirk.
"I was just saying, Natsu shall take care of the boys," she repeated, scanning over us in disapproval, "You're very undignified, but then again-" the smile was back on her face, "Gowns suck."
This made me laugh.
Erza turned around, and I caught a glimmer from her cloak, just about making out the silhouette of a sword. I doubt that it was only there for show, she seemed like she could use it.
"Also-" she spun around, "Nice buns, Queen Belserion shall approve."
I hid my face in my hands just as Natsu swooped in, his arms full of expensive-looking clothing.
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"Can you sit down, Jesus!" Natsu growled at me, ushering me into a chair. He wasn't being particularly careful nor gentle, "You're a couple of inches taller than me if you haven't noticed."
I smiled, as Natsu carelessly buttoned up a black shirt, slapping my hands. He muttered something about 'Queen Belserion will kill me' and continued.
I had already put on a pair of boxers before Natsu could help or look at me, a post-traumatic-stress blush still on my face, from 'Erza's words.
"I don't get why humans need to be here-" Natsu ducked to make me sit, and threw black jeans and Men's ballroom-shoes at me. I slipped them both on and laced up the shoes, getting up.
Gray was already ready, looking annoyed yet astounded at the same time. I doubted Natsu had picked the choice of clothing, as it seemed to look seriously good.
"Perfect," Natsu grinned, before smirking slyly, "Or as 'perfect' as two imbecilic humans can get, aish,"
