Welcome to the readers! I am twinSlayer, the author of this new fanfiction! Sorry for too much use exclamation marks, I was too excited :3

For this time, from the request of AnimeFreak145, I made a Lyon fic. I can't guarantee about this one though, because I don't know Lyon's attitude too well. Unless it's Hibiki, I can type a 100 pages long non-stop! XD

Again, sorry for the over-excitement. == *bows head several times*

In this fic, I'll use Lyon as the hero and an OC for the heroine. Any reviews are gladly accepted! Hope you'll enjoy the story!

Disclaimer : I don't own Fairy Tail. Fate sucks sometimes.

Lyon watches the sun setting beautifully from within the wagon. He sighs, relieved that his one-week mission is now completed. "And now," he stretches his body lazily, "Time to grab some Tilapia Criolla!"

"Catch that Flamehart bitch!"

A flash of black hair with red streaks appears in front of Lyon's carriage. Startled, he jumps from his leisure sitting. "What the fuck?"

The figure speeds up as Lyon pokes his head out of the open back-side of the carriage. His mouth opens with awe.

"That's fucking fast…."

And after that, the wagon stops almost immediately. What Lyon realizes the next thing is that he had rolled back into the wagon and crashes his head on his luggage. He whines of pain.

"Sorry, sir! There're some people who wants to ask us something." The driver of the wagon shouts from the front, informing Lyon what was happening.

"Just get the damn thing done already! I'm tired like hell…." he wipes his face once, trying hard not to get too sleepy and let his guard down.

After a few seconds, some men holding torches walk to the entrance of the back wagon. "I'm sorry to interrupt you, sir but please let us confirm something."

"What is it?" Lyon deliberately asks.

"Do you happen to see a woman running from the west?"

"Woman?" Lyon remembers that he had saw some flashing color of black and red. -Well, I can't say that entity is a woman though….-

"Sadly, I don't. But I thought I saw a ghost instead."

"Ghost?!" The crowd is astonished by Lyon's reply.

"Yeah…..Black and red. Don't be out too late, people. Or they might ravish you when you're careless." Lyon jokes around.

"Black and red?" They look at each other. "THAT'S IT!"

"That's what?!" He yells because of the shock.

"That's Flameheart!"

"Flame who?"

"Don't worry, sir! We'll catch this troublemaker as quickly as we can. You just have to sit tight and watch." With that, they scatter away from the wagon, leaving the puzzled Lyon.

"…...Flame who?"

He opens the door of his house and yells 'Tadaima~' as loud as he can. Although he knows too well that nobody will answe-

"Okaeri~"

Lyon stops walking. Cocking his brow, he starts to listen intently to any noise in his house. "Ta. Dai. Ma."

" O. Ka. E. Ri. "

His eyes go wide. "What the-" His feets stomp to the kitchen and saw a womanly figure facing the refrigerator. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

The woman turns to Lyon, revealing her untamed long black hair with oddly red lines behind her ears. With her mouth full of roasted turkey, she asks, "Ffhat? (What?)"

"Don't 'what' me! Who the fuck are you?!"

"Mattaku(Geez)….And here I thought Lyon Vastia is polite towards women. Look how foul-mouthed he is," she says after munching down the roasted turkey breast. Again, she faces the fridge and pulls out an orange juice bottle. "You wanna know who I am? Ask your landlord." She plucks open the bottle and gulps down all the juice in less than two minutes.

Innocently she walks away from the kitchen, leaving the annoyed and tired Lyon at the kitchen.

"What…." he sighs, too tired to complain. "What the fuck is happening….."

"Oh you mean Emi? She's your new housemate."

"Why the-" Lyon stops himself from cursing too much, "Why is she my new housemate? I thought we had an agreement says that I'll have this house all by myself."

"You sure one stubborn smartass, aren't you? I suggest you look back at the lease you signed. It says 'two bedrooms' and not one. And after that, 'All changes in terms and condition are up to the landlord.'"

"But you can inform me first!"

"I did!" The landlord retorts. "I sent you a mail notifying about your new housemate two days ago."

He walks towards the house's mailbox and checks it. Sighing very heavily, he says, "Yeah…..There's a mail."

"Now who's the one at fault?"

His fingers messes his silver hair. "I just got back from a week-long mission, sir….."

"Well then, you need rest. I don't want to prolong this conversation anymore. Hope you can adapt with your new housemate real quick. Bye~" And he ends the line.

While muttering curses, he climbs the stairs to his bedroom, ignoring all the things around him. All he think of now is his bed. His soft and comfy bed….

After stripping his top (unconsciously), he lands his body on the layered foam mattress. "Ahh….That feels good…." Right after he closes his eyes, a soft snore is heard from his slightly-agaped mouth.

Today has been a loooonnng day for him.

Love it or hate it? Please inform me for any errors. Pardon me because English isn't my first language. :3

Till next chapter! JAA~