Gods and Dragons

Gods and Dragons Chpt. 2

Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own Fairy Tail.

"A god Slayer. . . " The words were no more than a whisper slipping past the young mages lips. Her hands softly touching the spot where Chelia had . . . had, kissed her.

The thought hit her dully, not fully registering. She had kissed her. Chelia Blendy had stolen her first kiss.

Wendy bit her lip in thought. The image playing back across her mind. It had been soft, no more than a simple touch of her lips but to Wendy it had felt like so much more. A jolt had ran through her body. Her natural instinct to push away such an obvious threat had basically shut down.

Wendy had breathed in her dangerous, yet alluring scent. The way the other girl had held her so close . . . And when she pulled away, it was like the switch had been flipped. Her body recoiling at the loss. Wendy's eyes fluttered open, blinking as she watched the pink haired girl skip away.

"W-wait. . ." Her voice meekly called out. her hand even reaching out, as if to stop Chelia's retreating form. Wendy didn't know why she'd done it. Her lips moving without her knowledge or consent. She just . . . she didn't want her to leave just yet.

Chelia must have heard her. Stopping mid-stride, the pink haired teen turned giving her a radiant smile. It was infectious and cringe inducing at the same time. It reminded the Dragon Slayer of the brief encounter with Zancrow. The crazed look they both shared. The possessiveness. Even the hunger for her magic.

But Chelia wasn't nearly as bad as that man, her mind defended. Of course Wendy could see some of it in this girl's eyes but it was significantly less than before. Her smile was more genuine, less teeth.

Chelia gave her a little wave as she turned. "Bye little Dragon. See you soon." The way her eyes ran over her form, causing shimmers down Wendy's spin.

"The nerve of that girl." Carla's voice suddenly spoke.

She could hear the irritation lacing the cat's tone. Carla was hauty and a little put off at being ignored but Wendy found herself oddly upset. She knew of course that her friend was only looking out for her. Not that she could blame her, given how their encounter with a God Slayer went.

"She couldn't help it, Carla." She found herself defend meekly.

Turning away from the curious stare, Wendy tried to hide her new quickly reddening blush.

She was defending her? It felt odd but Wendy just didn't like the idea of anyone judging Chelia over something she couldn't control. She was trying though wasn't she? It wasn't like she had meant to do any of this.

But was that all it was? She found herself asking. Was that all this was? Whatever this was. Did Chelia only show interest in her because of her magic? The thought was disturbing at how much it hurt. Tears even prickling at her eyes.

"Carla?" She asked. "Do you think she meant it?"

"Hm?" Turning back up, Carla stopped walking "Meant what?"

"Her, Chelia." Wendy began, playing with her fingers. "Do you think she really wanted to be friends?"

She had tried to be strong. She really did. Her voice betrayed her though, wavering slightly. Carla stared in confusion before realization dawned. "Oh. Oh."

"Wendy." The cut tried gently. When Wendy wouldn't meet her stare, she tried again, firmer. "Wendy, look at me."

The Dragon Slayer tried to control the fire raging across her features but it failed at her friends searching looks. There was a soft tone underlying Cara's usually stern face that made Wendy know she was aware of what she was really asking.

"Of course she did, child. You're a lovely girl Wendy, she would be a fool not too. Not that I approve of her . . . Methods." The cat growled slightly at that, causing Wendy to smile, a corner of her lips turning up at her oldest friends protectiveness.

"Thank you, Carla."

"Hm?" Glancing up, the little feline let out a startled sound when she was suddenly swept up into her partners arms hugged tightly to Wendy's chest. "Oh Wendy," Carla sighed.

"Just," Wendy coughed, a small noise not quite a laugh but neither was it a full blown sob. Wiping away the tears that threatened to spill, Wendy clutched to her best friend. "You really are my best friend, you know that?"

She couldn't explain it. It was such a strange situation. The love, and complete acceptance Carla was showing in the face of such insanity more than Wendy was willing to admit she needed. Because in that moment Wendy didn't know what had truly happened. There was so many questions involving the God Slayer and her motives but Wendy was willing to find out. She was going to solve the mystery that is Chelia Blendy.

A/N; Be kind sweet reviewers. Or you know, not haha. Jk, Wendy is a delicate little flower that can't handle bad reviews. Do you wanna see Wendy cry you sick mothers? Do you?!?!