AN: WARNING: For the new readers. Futa Fang to come. Do not waste your time if you do not approve of a woman with a penis. ;P I apologize for not putting this important piece of info. before. :I

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Chapter 1

"Serah, enough! You're still too young to be rushing into things like this!"
"Well I'm sorry Claire, but whether you approve of him or not, I'm going to marry Snow!"
"Worst birthday ever. . ."

A woman threw open the swinging doors of Lebreau's bar. All heads snapped up and shifted towards the woman's direction.

A soldier, she doesn't look so happy, you think she's here for someone? All these whispers and more surfaced from the mouths of the spectators as they watch the Guardian Corps pinkette make her way to Lebreau. She slammed her gloved fist against the bar not even bothering to sit on a stool.

"Lebreau, give me the strongest drink you have and keep them coming until I tell you to stop." The soldier growled.
"Aha.. Lightning, I've been expecting you actually." Lebreau answered, wiping away at a shot glass.
"What do you mean? Expecting me?" She repeated.
"Snow has already warned me of your arrival and told me to not serve you drinks."
"So, you refuse to service a paying customer for some man giving you orders?" Lightning crossed her arms. "Here I thought you knew pissed off customers were the best when it came to running a bar, but I guess if you don't want my hard earned gil, I can take my business elsewhere."
"W-wait!" Lebreau groaned before sighing softly. "My shift is over actually and I'm leaving my bartender in charge. Let's say you arrived after I left and I suppose I can say I 'forgot' to tell my bartender to not serve you drinks."
Lightning smirked slightly, pleased the woman was giving up. "Alright. As far as I know, I never saw you Lebreau."

Lebreau nodded and stepped out from behind the bar. She waved at her loyal customers while telling them to drive safely and of course that she'd be waiting for their return.

Lightning finally took a seat and glanced back at the bar. Her eyes widened slightly. Another had been waiting for her choice of drink.

She had strange clothing. Definitely not of Cocoon background. A strange tattoo covered her upper right arm. Lightning quickly recognized it from stories she'd heard.

"You're from Pulse. . ." She softly blurted out.
"Gran Pulse." The woman corrected in such a husky accented voice. "Yeah, that's where I'm from. So what'll have you have tonight? Don't tell me it bothers you to have your drinks served by a Pulsian?"

Lightning was still lost in the woman's exotic looks. Her frizzled uneven brunette locks. A beauty mark against her cheek. Sharp yet gentle viridian eyes that stared directly at-

"I had already ordered.. give me the strongest drink you have." A flushed Lightning said, lowering her eyes at the table keeping them at a distance. "Keep them coming until I tell you to stop."

The Pulsian tilted her head slightly to the right before nodding. She took the clean shot glass and brought down a clear bottle on the table.

"Alright. The strongest we have." The woman said, filling the glass. "Freezing cold. It'll make you forget all about your troubles. That is what you want, isn't it?"
"That's none of your business." Lightning took the shot glass and drank it in one gulp only to start coughing. She grabbed at her burning throat as she glared at the bartender. "What the hell is that?!"
"Not a drinker are we?" The Pulsian tapped the bottle's side lightly and grinned at Lightning. "It's vodka. The strongest liquor we have, as you requested."
"Give me another." Lightning mumbled after she got herself together.
"If you aren't a casual drinker, maybe you really shouldn't be drinking the hard stuff." The bartender adviced. "It'll really mess you up."
"Maybe that's what I want." She pushed the small glass towards the woman."Anyways, haven't you heard of 'the customer is always right'? Serve me another and keep them coming."

The bartender sighed softly and refilled the glass. She repeated the process until other customers arrived and robbed Lightning of the bartender's attention.

"I can't believe it.." Lightning mumbled as she served her own glass. "How can she marry.. marry tha' baffffoonn? He has.. n-n.."

Lightning lowered the glass and settled her elbows on the table. She cradled her head within her hands. The music was blaring in the distance and more people had arrived since she did. But everything was blocked by her troubled thoughts. Her eyes were about to close when her shot glass was slightly knocking on the table. She rose her eyes and locked them on familiar viridian eyes.

"Hey, sorry for leaving you unattended. Can't believe you have drunken almost half the bottle. I heard you mumblin',. Wanna talk about your problems now?"
"Tell a stranger about my problems? No thanks." Lightning mumbled.
"Evening, name's Fang Yun Oerba. Pleasure to meet and serve you this fine night, Lightning." Fang crossed her arms again. "Now that we know each other, mind telling me what's on your mind? I can be of help. I have helped out a lot of our trouble drinkers, ya know."
"Don't you have other customers to attend to?"
"Nope. Other bartenders have arrived and are servicing our customers. I have been chosen to watch over you, Lightning."
"Damn Lebreau." Lightning mumbled. She reached for the shot glass and bottled, only to watch Fang remove it from the table. "What the hell are you doing?!"
"A story for a drink."

Lightning sighed and began to stand up. Her body felt heavier. Her footing difficult to choreograph. She gave up on her struggle not wanting to fall and make a fool of herself.

"Damn it.."
"Shall I put the bottle away?"
"No! Tch, I'll tell you. Though I doubt you can help me." Lightning grumbled.
"Try me."
"My little sister, Serah, is marrying this man by the name of Snow."
"Ahh the big sister's inability to let go." Fang said serving the glaring woman another drink. "What do your parents think?"
"We.. we don't have any parents. They died when we were younger." Lightning glanced away when she saw grief in Fang's eyes. "Don't worry. It was a long time ago. That's not the issue here. The thing is I don't like him. I just feel he takes life to easily."
"A free spirit?"
"Yeah.."
"Ahh, you think he won't be able to take care of your sister."
"Exactly! I mean he doesn't even have a real job. He just goes around keeping the Sanctum in check, or so that's what he calls it."
"Oh yeah, I heard of that from Lebreau. She's part of his uh.. gang? Freedom Fighters.." Fang scratched under her beauty mark.
"He calls it N.O.R.A." Lightning smirked.
"Oh yeah. I remember now. N.O.R.A."
"S'ah stupid acronym. Their little code.
Stands for 'No Obligations, Rules, or
Authority'." Lightning smirked and slammed her empty glass on the table. "He makes no income from it. Tell me how's my sister suppose to eat with citizens' appreciation?"
"I get ya know." Fang said while she chuckled.
"It's not funny!"
"It is if you think about it like I am. 'Honey I'm home.'" Fang imitated Snow's deeper like voice to then shift into a sweeter one. "'Oooh, welcome back.' 'This old lady said thank you for bringing her cat down off a tree.' 'Oh my, I wonder how much meat we can buy with that?' 'I know, right?! Heroes gotta eat!'"

Lightning laughed softly as she watched Fang's performance. When she calmed herself Fang was staring over at her with a smile.

"What?" Lightning asked softly.
"Huh.. here I thought you couldn't laugh, let alone smile."
"Of course I can. I'm human, aren't I?"
"Well I was questioning that too. I've seen you around and I've never seen you crack a smile." Fang said honestly.
"How can I? I feel like Serah is throwing her life away."
"Well, look.. this situation can have three outcomes. One: They remain engaged for a long time and in time you might come to like Snow. Most couples don't get married right away after all. Two: While they're engaged they slowly fall out of love and just call it off or even realize they aren't ready after all."
"I wouldn't want Serah to be hurting."
"Well good for you. Three: They get married right away!"

Lightning winced and poured another glass. She rose it to her lips before glancing up at Fang. Fang's eyes hadn't moved from their constant staring.

"I might not remember what we spoke about tomorrow.." Lightning mumbled.
"It is tomorrow." Fang said. "One in the morning to be exact."
Lightning groaned and took in a final shot before taking out some gil. "I'm pretty sure that's enough. Keep the change."
"Uhh.. hold on there. I hope you're not planning to drive!"
"How else will I get home?"

Lightning slowly stepped off the bar stool and tried to walk off. Fang groaned and motioned to her co-workers. They nodded as she bid farewell.

"Hey now.. let me take you home." Fang said as she caught up to the soldier.
"You've gotta.. work, right?"
"I'm off. Actually, my shift was over at midnight, but like I said before I was told to watch over you."
Lightning gave her a strange stare through glossy eyes before shrugging and handing her the keys. "My house is a few blocks away. I suppose you aren't going to leave me alone until I'm there.."

Fang stared down at the keys in her grasp. She didn't know much about driving. She had tried learning only to be horribly bad at it. Tonight, she would have to give it her best shot!

"What the hell waztha'?" Lightning grumbled stepping out of the car. She fell to her knees out on her driveway. Happy to have made it out alive. "Think imma be sick.."
"Hey.. at least you're home in one piece aren't ya?" Fang asked as she made her way over to Lightning.
"Yeah, barely.." Lightning glared.
"Come on, get up."

Fang pulled the woman up and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Lightning grumbled some more but didn't fight the help anymore.

She's already fallin' asleep.

Fang made her way to the front door, trying each key until the door unlocked. She look over and saw stairs.

"You're kidding me.." She easily swoop the woman into her arms, surprised to find the soldier to be very light. "Lightning, which is your room.."

"The onne.."
"Hm?"
"Left.." The drunken soldier mumbled.

Slowly Fang laid Lightning in her bed and tucked her in.

"Jeez, usually when I bring girls home they are wide awake and ready for some real fun." Fang smirked and crossed her arms. Her head tilted as a small smile formed on her lips. "Ya sure look at peace while you sleep.. and somewhat, cute.." She ran a hand against her locks before groaning. "Ahh, dammit what a shame. What a damn shame."