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CHAPTER I

"So. Lucy. What did you do this time?"

The delinquent girl sat in front of her father, annoyed. Brushing her blonde hair behind her ear, her eyes blazed passionately, her mouth ready to snap at anyone and anything that annoyed the shit out of her.

Basically everything.

"Well, those damn lowlifes deserved it! They talked crap about Levy-chan and I wasn't going to let that slide! No one calls says to my friend's face that they are a 'maggot piece of shit that should just go rot in hell' without me doing something!" Lucy crossed her legs in the middle of her rant. "What, would you let someone talk shit about your friends too-"

"Lucy!" Her father slammed his hands down on his desk. "You have a reputation to uphold! You are going to be the heir of my life's work, young lady! Heartfilia Enterprises is not going to be tarnished by your actions!"

Now she was getting riled up. Standing up, Lucy also slammed her hands down. "Well, not everyone is as perfect as you. Thanks for the great life, but no matter what, you are definitely NOT going to make me sit in a big office doing a shit ton of paperwork!"

"Well, not everyone can live a free life like you. You're a slacker, you have no filter for whatever spews out of your mouth, and you definitely have no taste for discipline!"

"Correction. I have excellent grades, I do have a filter since I've trash talked much worse before, and I definitely know what discipline is like since you give it to me all the time. I just know how to handle it well."

"You-! You-!"

"I win." A proud smirk was plastered on her face, defiant over the one who was supposed to talk her down.

Silence.

"Go to your room. We'll talk about this later." Her father looked stressed. Great. This was definitely a victory.

"Like hell we will." The proud daughter sashayed out the door, making sure there was a little slam as it closed. A chuckle came out of her lips as she walked toward the kitchen, looking for something to munch on. All that made her quite hungry. Once she found a bag of chips, she lay down on the couch, eating her problems away.

She was just standing up for her friend. Levy was a sweet, caring girl that did not deserve that trash. Those dicks from school did not know a thing about that girl. She's had it rough and making fun of her because her father was an alcoholic was uncalled for. Broken homes were nothing to joke around. She was just doing what she think was right.

Okay, so maybe pummeling their ugly mugs in the wall was a bit too much. One of the two had lost a tooth. The other had a gash on his forehead. It was a bit messy as well and a pain to make sure their mouths were shut.

But one of them just had to fucking snitch. Pussies.

Her father just didn't understand any of it. The way it felt to kick a dickshit's head in was exhilarating. And it was dealing justice, her style. Her father just cared about reputation, the future, his name, his legacy. What he built, not what he raised. If she wasn't perfect enough, there's no hope for him.

Perfection. That's what he wanted. And well, she couldn't give it to him. In fact, she couldn't get his attention at all unless she did something wrong. It didn't matter how much trouble she got in, at least he was able to talk to her, instead of being holed up in his study. Was this all something she'd regret later? Not at all. She was doing the right thing anyway. They were bullies, perverts, pieces of shit who should die on the streets and then have their dead bodies publicly humiliated.

They were the bullies. They were the problems. They were the ones who should be reprimanded. If only all the dicks would be removed from this world, life would be so much easier.

Then again, it would be kinda boring. After all, taking care of scum made her feel good inside. If only she could hurt them all.

Especially that womanizer...that shitty excuse for a living being...

Gray. Fullbuster.

Thinking about him made her want to puke. He picked up girls left and right with just a charming smile, take them drinking, and probably do something to ruin their innocence. He was practically a gigolo, catering to women all around him. People like him don't deserve to even see the sunshine. Taking advantage of girls like that was disgusting.

"Miss Lucy?" Virgo, a maid with pink hair, rushed to her side, carrying a letter.

"Virgo."

"Your father decided on giving this to you. He said it was quite important and required your immediate attention." She placed the letter in Lucy's hand, waiting by her side as the blonde opened it and read it quickly.

"ARRANGED MARRIAGE?!" Her screams of despair echoed throughout the entire house.

Damn it. Maybe he won after all.

"I'll see you later, babe." The girl giggled as the sexiest man she had seen in her entire life sent her home, late at night. They had an amazing time tonight. They hit the karaoke bar, spiked a couple drinks, made out a couple of times. Blissful youth.

"When can I see you again?" she asked, swaying a little from side to side. The man decided to steady her by leading her to the railing.

"I'm sure we could be talking soon. Your parents around?" he said, quickly scoping the home.

"Business trip," she purred, "Why don't you come in for a while? I'll make it worth your while."

"Mmm...I'd love to, but I gotta get going. Gotta make a couple of plans, right?" With a little slap on her ass and a wink, the boy sent her inside and he went back to his car. Waving a goodbye from the window, he stepped on the gas.

Wow...that night...it was...

...well...

...fucking terrible.

All she talked about was her friend's disturbing tales of body odor and her parent's pressure for her to become a doctor. Of all the things she could have at least done, make sure the man is somewhat interested. Sheesh. One more story about her friend's boyfriend turning gay and he might have run into the freeway to accept death. Of course, it would be quite a waste of sexiness. The world would miss the wonderful, fascinating Gray Fullbuster.

On the bright side, he had scored around seventy jewels or so from the girl. At least all his efforts weren't for nothing. The girl had quite a lot of cash on her and she was practically making it rain all over him as he fed her sweet nothings.

Man, if only this could be done an easier way. Be a normal teenager like, hmm, working at a store. Maybe being a waiter. Hell, he could be a janitor...not that he wanted to be a janitor, but it would leave him less guilt ridden than this.

But this was also more entertaining and more successful. Sure, this made him look bad. But her condition was worsening every day and being the responsible one in the household, he had to do something. The other two had left his fucking ass, not wanting to deal with her.

To hell with them.

(LOL As if I own this song. Anyone who knows what it is gets a cookie! Your favorite~)

"~I've even gotten used to this mania that's like a supernatural disaster, and I mistakenly see this everyday life as peaceful.
As I'm jolted around by this rambling coaster, what's the thing I can't lose sight of?~"

"Fullbuster, speaking, talk to me."

"Gray."

"You," he snapped, "The hell do you want now?"

"Don't get mad at me, now, Gray. This isn't the time."

"Oh, there isn't any specific time to get angry with one of the people that left your brother and mother out to die here! Ultear, what the FUCK could you want now after all this-!"

"Gray! It's about our father!"

"...Dad...?" Pulling the car to the side of the road, he was filled more with shock than fury. "What's he doing now? I thought he left long ago after he found that record deal, which failed...causing that coward to hide under his shame..."

"...turns out, he's back on the radar now. He works for Heartfilia Enterprises now. You know, that big business company that's probably going to buy our home?"

"You mean, MY home. You've been exiled after you left our family to marry that stupid excuse for a musician," Gray said spitefully.

"I told you, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean for you guys to get hurt. I just thought that maybe if he was successful, Mom wouldn't be suffering like this-"

"Well, you failed, didn't you? Instead, you've caused more pain for the rest of us!" Gray retorted. She could see his sister flinch in his head. Good. "Well. Better than the other one." He didn't even deserve a name.

"...Dad says that Mr. Heartfilia has a daughter. She goes to your school," Ultear said, trying again after a bit of silence.

"Lucy? The one that could break your finger if you made a wrong move on her Lucy?" He laughed. "What about her?"

"Apparently, it was decided this night that his daughter would marry you."

Gray nearly dropped his phone.

"MARRY ME?!" Gray yelled, screeching into his phone, "WHAT KIND OF JOKE IS THIS, YOU-"

"It's not a joke, Gray!" Ultear said, "You're gonna meet with her tomorrow so cancel your dates. You're going to do a proper introduction and meet with her tomorrow. You're going out and that's final."

"Eat shit, Ultear."

"LOOK! DO YOU WANT MONEY OR NOT?! If you're gonna want an easier way out of this mess with Mom, this is the way. Unless you like pickpocketing innocent girls that fall for your charms."

"How do arranged marriages even exist in this day and age? What happened to choosing the people you love with all your heart...oh wait, you don't understand that concept very well, do you-"

The call was cut off instantly. Thank God.

He can't believe the mess his father got him into. After supposedly leaving them, now he had to marry the rebellious Lucy Heartfilia? The girl at school who'd kick a puppy on the street if he shit on her shoes? The demon who has been sent to the Principal's office numerous amount of times because of the amount of fights she got in? The crazy woman who would step over a boy's dick who was caught looking at her body?

This had to be a joke, a cruel heartless joke. No way in hell would he marry that monstrous excuse for a woman.

A limo pulled up to Gray's front door the next morning.

"Gray Fullbuster? I am the Heartfilia's chauffeur. I am here to escort your to the Heartfilian premises in order to talk about your marriage with the heir to Heartfilia Enterprise: Lucy Heartfilia."

...

"Eat shit, Ultear."

CHAPTER I: END

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