Erza was a complex person; she loved and hated a lot of different things. But, if you asked her what her three favorite things were in the whole wide world, she would be able to give you a very straight answer.

3. Fairy Tail.

Erza loved Fairy Tail. It was the home she had never had, the family that always welcomed her in. They never got upset with her; they always loved her unconditionally.

They were her nakama, and she would protect them with everything she had, just as she knew they would do for her.

2. Strawberry cake.

Strawberry cake was one of the few absolutely flawless things in the universe. It always tasted perfect and wonderful. It was one of the only things that really cheered her up.

When she was down, bored, or just plain hungry, her order could be heard through the whole guild. "Mirajane, a slice, please."

Then the white haired bar maid would smile and give her an already ready slice with a fork, and she would eat it daintily, savoring each bite in a peace that could never exist in the guild.

And usually, it didn't; some idiot would start a fight, crush her beautiful cake, and she would eliminate them.

Anybody who dares to ruin her cake must truly have a death wish in mind.

1. Jellal.

At first, it was quite hard for Erza to decide on anything that could be better than strawberry cake. Finally, after much deliberation, she decided on her childhood friend, (and maybekindasorta crush) Jellal.

Jellal had always been around-she remembered how he was the first one to accept her. He even gave her the surname she never had-Scarlet. It was a beautiful word, one that described her perfectly.

She used to hate her hair. She thought she didn't deserve a color so pure, a hair so pretty. But that was before she met him.

He taught her to love who she was. Now she would never cut her hair; no, she wouldn't dream of it.

Of course, he turned evil and kinda ruined everything-but when he came back for forgiveness, how could she say no? He was always the exception to the rules she had so carefully set up for herself.

He didn't think that he deserved her; but it was actually the other way around. She could never deserve someone like him.

(But she had to admit, he was a terrible liar-a fiancee? Really? She wasn't that stupid.)

A/N: For the lovely Jerza Fernandes for answering Chapter 4's (of my story, Top Ten) question right.