A man continuously jumps, trying to reach the roof of the building. He had been chasing this girl in front of him—who's mocking him—for over an hour, and right when he thinks he's got her, he can't even get up to her level.

Literally.

His black hair—that's soaked with sweat—bounces with his every move, and clings to his forehead, like one of those clingy exes. His wife beater—once a beautiful-ish white—is now tainted with mud, and pounds of sweat. Anger stirs up within him as he thinks of his situation. A stupid, impecunious little girl seduces me...then robs me! Damn you hormones, damn you!

The blonde busty girl stuffs a donut in her mouth—in an unladylike fashion—and downs in it in less than a minute. "Y'know" she starts, licking the chocolate cream off of her fingers as a small smirk begins to form on her soft lips "I'm not sure if it's your man tits or your beer gut that's giving gravity a hard time."

The man's nostrils flared in anger, as his brown eyes narrowed at her. "You fuckin' bitch! I know people, ya won't be gettin' away from me! No one steals from a McCrancky!" He swears as he pants heavily, deciding that he isn't fit to be doing this...exercising.

"You're acting very...cranky" the blonde giggles, laughing at her pun. This only riled the man up more, but before he could say anything, the blonde dropped the empty bag—once filled with donuts—on his head. "Well, this was a fun chat buddy, but I got to go! Oh, and stay away from the beer, alright?"

Her blonde hair swings with her as she gets up, creating a halo. If it weren't for the fact that the girl had stolen from him, he's sure that he would've been awed by her beauty. She starts to walk away, getting ready to jump to another building, but not before looking over her shoulder and saying "and about your man titties, I could always lend you one of my bras, I'm sure you won't mind pink." And with that the blonde ran away, leaving a fuming man behind.

"Lucy, where were you?" A man asked his blonde daughter. A beer bottle in one hand, and a knife in another. His brown eyes hold a crazed look in them.

"Oh, you know the usual Pops, someone's got to get the honey, and if it ain't gonna be you, then...hello me!" Lucy says as she counts the money she stole from Mr. Titties. She hums in delight when she counts out five hundred dollars. In a matter of seconds, the five hundred dollars that were in her hands were now in her fathers.

"It's not Pops to you it's Jude, I'm not your fucking father! Do you understand me Bitch?" Jude sneers at her, stuffing the money in his pocket. He needs to refill his drugs and alcohol supply.

Lucy scowls at him. The man before her has the fucking audacity to snatch her money? But, she knows she can't just get it away from him. As much of a drunkard her father is, he's still very strong, and if she tries to get the money back that knife in his hand, will be befriending her skin. "It's not Bitch to you Jude it's Lucy, get my fuckin' name right" she growls at him, shoving him slightly as she walks away.

His hand darts out, and grips her hand tightly—that's sure to leave a mark.

"Watch who you're talking to, say something like that again, and I swear I will cut your tongue out, and rip your fuckin' teeth off!" He growls, however, that didn't even make her flinch in the slightest.

"Without my sexy ass body, how the hell would we get the money? So, pal I suggest you watch your tone with me." And with that she walks away, going outside, trying to leave the devil that she was forced to call father at one point in time.

The "house" she stays at was about 14ft by 14ft, and it was filled with rats, roaches, and even a family of spiders. The walk to the hill was only about five minutes. The hill was more of a home than her other one, even though it was only a hill. Lucy isn't one to curse but her father...he made her...angry. When it comes to her father, she immediately gets angry, he stirs up a commotion in her, and she's like a volcano that only erupts near him. And the funny thing is that she's never fully erupted yet.

The night was cool against her milky flesh. She lays down on the cool, wet grass under her, and stares at the sky. The stars are her one safe place. It feels like...they connect with her, it's a feeling she can't fully explain. The night sky is a pure black, but it shines because of the millions of stars dancing on it. Lucy always thought the moon, sun, and stars were one big family. The sun and moon were the mom and dad, the stars were the kids, and the sky was their house.

Back when she was a kid she'd always lay on the ground with her mom and, and stare at the stars naming them. "Your heart burns brighter than any star I've ever seen, Lucy." Her mother would say that all the time to her, and Lucy would smile, and repeat the same lines to her mother. Her father went from one of the kindest people to a broke drunkard. Why? Well, her mother died.

BANG!

A gunshot resounded through the air. Lucy's eyes go wide. As much as she hated her father, she can't help but have a small itsy bitsy part in her heart that loves him. So, with a gulp, she stands up and forces her legs to run as fast as they can go. She doesn't want to be an orphan, her father isn't the best person, but he's her father still. Her breaths come out heavy, as she runs faster, and faster, and faster! When she reaches her house, she sees a car.

A Bugatti.

Lucy's positive that whoever owned that car didn't come from this neighborhood, the best cars they had here were Nissan Versas. And that was simply a fraction of the price that this Bugatti cost.

"Fudgeballs! Bubblenuggets! Ishubbles!" Lucy sputters out. She walks in the house, and sees her dad on the couch, multiple bruises on his face, and a scratch on his arm; two men stand next to the couch one has sunglasses on and has orange hair, and the other's shirtless with raven colored hair. The raven haired man has a gun in his hand.

"What the what?! Why the heck do you have sunglasses on, it's like ten in the night!" Lucy asks her previous worry, gone when she sees that he's still alive. She also completely forgets that one of the men have a gun in their hand.

Jude's eyes widen and a smile forms on his cracked lips. "Will she do?!" He asks the two men.

The two men look at each other, then at Lucy's rack, then back at each other. "Yup! Your debt is cleared" the orange haired man spoke. Jude smiled brightly, showing his flaxen teeth, with hints of blood. To which everyone cringes at.

"Wait, what just happened?" Lucy asks out loud.

"Well, to put in simple words, you're now the property of Natsu Dragneel." The raven haired man informs her.

They all waited for her reaction.

"Okay! Let's go!" Lucy's beyond angry at her father for selling her. She isn't stupid, so she can connect the dots. He was probably in debt, and couldn't pay it off. So now, she belonged to a...Natsu Dragneel. But, oh well, she always wanted to leave this hellish place, and now she could. The raven haired man and the orange haired man had wide eyes, but they were happy as hell. They thought she'd be crying, and well...they can't deal with crying women.

So, I've been thinking of this for a while. I wanted to start a new story, and this came into mind. I know I haven't finished my last two. But to be honest I reread Dear Journal, and that story has soooooooo many mistakes, and the plot went by too fast, and...I just...cringed. But, I will finish Thank You Kiss Cam some time. I honestly don't know about Dear Journal.

Tell me if you like this story or not! Should I continue?

Luv ya!

KSGJGHSA

BLUR BA DURBADY!

BUBBLENUGGETS!

Oh, yeah Natsu and Lucy are gonna be OOC sure Lucy is gonna be sweet still, but, she will have that funny personality. I'm basically giving her my personality, and well...y