"Naughty boys need to be punished."

She plastered a wide smile in her pale porcelain face, no doubt planning for his funeral. He gulped, sweating nervously, as he ransacked his mind for a valid explanation for his mishap. "I'm really sorry, Heartfilia-san, I really didn't mean to steal your underwear." He winced, as he scratched his salmon (mind you, not pink) hair, trying to buy time for his dense brain.

"It's okay, everyone is naturally a pervert on the inside, but..." Now, her seeming sweet smile a second ago was replaced by a menacing glare that pierced right through his chest.

Doki-doki.

Goddamit, now's not the time to think about his fetish for BDSM, particularly, sadistic hot chicks. A damn hot chick, at that. He felt his pants tighten near his crotch area. Argh.

He tried to ignore the sexual innuendo of the situation; really, he did. But it was no use. At this rate, he would die of nosebleed even if he got treatment from the best doctor from all of Magnolia. Because of all people, it had to be his childhood crush standing before him, in her naked glory. Let's just say that her perfect, hourglass figure that every high school boy (and let's not forget, lesbians) could only dream of seeing (and perhaps fucking, if given the chance), along with her cute natural blonde hair and passionate chocolate-brown eyes that stared straight at his soul, was making it very hard for him. In more ways than one, actually.

Doki-doki.

His face burned, his ears tingling at their sides, and he resisted the urge to bang his dorky face at the locker next to him, to ensure a quick and painless suicide. Instead, he stared in awe at her figure, wanting to etch all of the image inside his brain. Now would be the time to wake up from this dream-

"Hey, you! Were you even listening to what I was saying?!"

Nevermind, it was still a nightmare.

He shook my head, trembling on the inside. Now wasn't the time to act like an idiot in front of his potential girlfriend candidate. No, he gotta be cool about this. Coughing, he stared right at her eyes, hoping to look as manly as hell. If he was correct, this was the best way to capture any girl's heart, according to Buzzfeed.

"So, what do you want me to do?"

Alright, his voice was steady, indicating that he was calm and serious about this matter (or so he wished). Heck, if he was a girl, he would've fallen for his deep, masculine voice. Maybe a future with Heartfilia-san wasn't impossible afterall-

"Be my servant, Natsu Dragneel."

NANI?

And so, that was how the boy in question, Natsu Dragneel's, high school life began anew, in the spring term of his sophomore year in Fairy Tail Academy, with his new Master Lucy Heartfilia.