Summary: A naughty princess and a fail butler, nothing would go wrong... right?

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail and the cover picture

Yay, my first chaptered anime fanfiction! haha this plot suddenly crossed my mind last night and my fingers itched to type it! I hope you'll enjoy this! Please R & R! I want to know if I'll continue this ^w^

Edited: (05-31-15) Changed title and summary. Previously called 'Lucky'

Yes, Milady

I - Lady Lucy

By cheerry-blossoms

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The moment she stepped off the bathtub, two chambermaids approached her holding out a pink bathrobe and a towel of the same color. The two followed her out of the bathroom while drying and wiping her hair. More female servants in white and moss green uniforms fussed over her at the opening of the heavy door leading to her main room. She just continued walking in graceful, light steps.

She eyed the woman standing before her. She wore a long, sleeveless turtle-necked blue ballroom gown, its design one of a kind and carefully stitched by the dressmaker. Then again, all of her clothes were made sure to be the only one of its kind in the world. The design hugged the upper part of her body perfectly, enough to show her womanly curves, yet conservative enough not to emphasize her gifted chest. The light blue tresses flowed loosely from her waist down to her feet. A small diamond was perched on her chest attached on a simple silver chain around her neck.

Her golden hair was tied up to an elegant bun, with a few loose strands framing her heart-shaped face. They did not need put much makeup on her face. She was effortlessly beautiful and flawless, the light pink lipstick and blush on perfectly matched her pale skin.

She looked like a princess from a fairytale.

The girl's big innocent honey-colored eyes blinked up at her. That was when she noticed they were dull and lifeless.

She was confused; this girl was beautiful and rich. She seemed to have everything, but why did she look unhappy? Was she still unsatisfied of what she has? She was the epitome of perfection, what more could she ask for?

"Princess,"

The girl in front of her moved the exact way she did after she heard someone familiar address her. She tore her gaze away from the girl and turned her attention to the pink-haired maid bowing at her. The maid was called Virgo. She was one of the ten personal servants her mother had given her after she was born, and all of them swore loyalty to her and her mother. She still doesn't know their real names, but all of them were named after the zodiac signs. She never treated them as servants, for they were the few friends she had in the household.

"Lord Jude is waiting for Princess at the dining table." Virgo spoke politely. She wasn't a princess, unlike the other girl she was with seconds ago. Virgo insisted she call her by such a name, and because she was still young back then, she liked being called a royalty.

She smiled at her friend, glancing back at the girl, finding her still at the same position. When she saw Virgo behind the girl, she realized that the girl was actually her.

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Breakfast, or any meals, with her father was not nice. Sure, the food tasted excellent, prepared by the best chefs in the mansion. However, the atmosphere was not something fancied. When her mother was still alive, they were a family; she was happy, he was happy. They were the perfect family.

Following the night after her beautiful mother, Layla, finally gave in to her unknown disease, it was as if her father, Jude, also died. He was always out, and if not outside the country, he was inside his office the entire day. He became more serious, stricter on her, commanding her to always dress nicely in case an important visitor arrives. She had to be presentable at all times. She was not allowed to leave the premises of their mansion unless it was for business purposes (like accompanying him to some meeting or party). She had to act like a Heartfilia always.

Lucy Heartfilia was like a doll caged in a doll house.

She didn't bother standing up and bowing at the departure of the Heartfilia head, with his butler following him, unlike what everyone around her did. She let her fork fall on the plate as she picked up the napkin and gently dabbed it on her the side of her lips, just like how her etiquette tutor, Capricorn, had taught her.

"Princess," Virgo stood next to her holding a book and a pen. "For this morning, Princess is scheduled for her music lessons with Miss Lyra until nine. After that, Princess will be heading to the stitching class with Miss Aries for two hours. From eleven in the morning until one in the afternoon will be your break. Mister Capricorn will be waiting for you at the hall for your tea lessons, and the last would be the dance class with Mister Scorpio. Princess, as usual, can do what she wants before dinner." Virgo recited her schedule for the entire day.

See, she does not spend her days picking flowers, staring at the sky, and drinking tea in the afternoon. Her weekdays were usually spent with her tutors refining her skills—to be the perfect Heartfilia daughter. She takes a break from lessons on weekends, because those days were usually the time for her to attend formal parties with her father. Sometimes, she picks flowers, stares at the sky, and drink tea in the afternoon.

For the past eleven years, that was her routine.

When will everything change again?

~0~

Whenever her father was not around, the head chef allows her to enter the kitchen to make her own bento. She used to make it with her mother, and at times she misses her, she sneaks to the kitchen. It was a good thing the chefs were very considerate to her.

Just like today, playing a piano piece her mother used to play for her made her emotional. She could not even focus much during the stitching class that Aries gave her an early break. Thus, it gave her more time to make a bento.

She went to the garden, hugging the lunchbox covered with a pink cloth. She stared up at the clear blue sky, a beautiful smile forming on her lips watching a streamline of birds flying together. Someday, she promised to herself, she will be like one of those birds, free to fly, with other birds flying with her.

Lost in her thoughts, she did not notice the guy running towards her direction with his head down. Her lunchbox almost fell from her grip when someone collided with her body.

"Hey!" She shouted at the guy who just continued running while waving an apology to her.

The dark blue spiky hair seemed familiar to her, but the body structure was unknown to her. The guy must be around her age, so that explains why she did not know him, and vice versa. Of course, no one who knew her would have the guts to bump on her and merely run away. Male species of the same age rarely stepped foot in her cul-de-sac, there was only one boy she was friends with, and if introduced to a rich boy during parties, she never liked a single one enough to be friends with them.

She would forgive him for just one time.

"Lu-chan!"

She knew that voice very well, and it pleased her. Thoughts of the rude guy were washed away as she let herself be hugged by her best friend. Levy McGarden was a smaller girl with bright blue hair who was also of the same age. Levy was her tutor Lyra's younger sister. Sometimes, Levy served as Lyra's lyricist so she was also allowed to tag along her lessons. Also, like Levy, she was secretly interested in writing, but the difference was that she dreamed of being a novelist. Levy was also a bookworm and a good critic; that was why she lets Levy read her works. She's very comfortable with the blue-haired.

"Waa, your dress is so cute!" Levy observed her clothes with awe reflected in her eyes.

She would let Levy borrow her clothes, if only their sizes were the same.

"Anyway, Lyra-nee told me you were really sad during your lesson earlier. Was it because of your father again?" Levy asked, concerned.

She smiled sadly, not even afraid of revealing her true feelings to her friend. She knew Levy would never judge her. "No, I just missed my mom."

"Lu-chan…"

Diverting the topic, she smiled brightly and sat on the side of the fountain. "Let's eat, Levy-chan!" She placed the box on her lap and opened it. Hesitantly, Levy sat next to her, but she was also smiling.

Together they ate the bento she made while talking about Levy's love interest who apparently was a part-time singer at small bars in town, and about the novel she was working on.

She missed talking to Levy and laughing with her like that. She forgets her problems for a little while as her friend's presence was making her day brighter.

Suddenly, Virgo appeared beside them, causing for them to yelp. Virgo tends to appear like a mushroom. After all these years, she was not still used to it.

"Princess, Lord Jude just arrived and requests for your presence at his office."

She raised an eyebrow. What did he want this time? It must have been about business again, for he rarely goes back home that early.

Sighing, she bid Levy goodbye and followed Virgo.

~0~

He. Was. Late.

He. Was. So. Dead.

Those were running through his head as he ran in full speed towards the mansion where his father was working at. Yesterday, her father never failed in reminding him to arrive in time because his boss was one person who does not appreciate waiting. Apparently, his time was so golden. He could only scoff.

Then again, he should not really say bad things to his father's master. Fullbuster men had been serving the Heartfilia's over the years, passed down to the next generations. It was because of that clan that their clan was living peacefully. Now, it seemed like his turn had come.

Though he never expressed it, he did not really like that job. He felt like it does not suit him. However, because he was his father's son, he had to play his role and serve that family. Moreover, he did not want to disappoint his father and embarrass their name.

He bumped with someone on the way, but did not look back. Stopping and apologizing to the person will take more of his time and his father will really castrate him by the time he reached the meeting place. He will just try to find that person after and properly apologize.

It was that flame brain's fault that he was late. The dimwit knew he never backed out from fight challenges from him!

Plus, the Heartfilia land was too vast that he lost his way to the mansion. They were indeed Magnolia's richest clan.

As instructed, he entered a small room at the back of the mansion, and there he saw his father dressed in a suit with a large person clad the same way. He cringed imagining himself dressed like that, too.

His eyes met with a pair of similarly droopy dark blue eyes, fury very much reflected on them. He gulped and grinned sheepishly. Shivers ran through his body watching his father's square jaw clench.

The tall older man beside his father placed a hand on the latter's shoulder. "Now, now, Silver-san, he's already here, no need to be so angry." The other man was called Capricorn, who was once the butler of the late Lady Layla. Did he already say his father was the head butler?

Before he could thank the nice old man, a paper bag was thrown at him, and there he saw clothes that are similar to what his father and Capricorn were wearing.

"You will wear that from now on."

~0~

He grimaced seeing his reflection on the mirror. The suit was too formal for him. It fit his size so he could not move as freely as he wanted to.

This is not me, he sighed dejectedly.

He had gone through lessons prior to this day. He knew what to do, he knew how to act, and he knew what to wear. Still, he was more comfortable wearing no shirt, and that was not allowed during work. Also, he cannot wear his hair the usual messy look; he's forced to brush it backwards and put a freaking gel on it.

Natsu and the others will definitely laugh at him once they saw him like that.

Another heavy sigh escaped his lips.

According to his father, he will serve the only daughter of the Heartfilia. He knew what she looked like; blond hair, beautiful face, and the voluptuous body must not be forgotten. He only saw her from afar, and studied her interests and preferences. He'd never met her in person, but he's sure she was the same spoiled princess like other rich kids. He was just thankful that he's a patient person.

He just hoped this Lucy girl will not be annoying so that he could last long.

"Gray, it's time." His father announced in his usual cold and strict tone.

With his chin up and back straight, he walked with his father towards the office of the Heartfilia master. He had always found the old man to be more intimidating than his father. He had stronger features and he seemed to be glaring at everyone. Just like now, there was this scary aura around him when they entered the room.

Together with his father and Capricorn, he politely bowed in front of the blond man's desk. He fought the urge to fiddle with his fingers.

"My Lord, this is Gray, my son." Silver introduced him, taking it as a cue to bow lower.

"I will give it my best to serve the young lady, My Lord." He said in a practiced tone and volume.

Jude Heartfilia let out a low hum. It was definitely scary. They took it as his command for them to stand up properly.

A knock interrupted them, and a soft female voice sounded from behind the gigantic double doors. "Lady Lucy has arrived, my Lord."

Great, she's already there. He suddenly felt his heart beat go faster. He will finally face the young lady he will be serving in his lifetime, the person he will swear to be loyal to. His life will now be on the hands of this young lady.

Trying to make his nervousness not obvious, he quietly followed his father to the side of the desk. When Capricorn opened the doors, he and his father bowed once again. He could feel his stomach twisting.

A few seconds passed, and all of them heard the authoritative voice of the head of the Heartfilia house. "Lucy, I believe it is now time for you to have your own butler. So, this is Gray Fullbuster, and he will be your butler from now on."

He shut his eyes tight and forced a calm voice to come out. "I am pleased to be of your service, Lady Lucy."

Silence erupted for what it seemed like a century. It was either the lady did not respond, or he did not hear her because of nervousness. He mentally panicked, which was a bad thing because butlers should never panic.

Then, he heard a soft gasp that made him open his eyes. What made her gasp?

Bad sign, bad sign, bad sign…!

"You…"

That was the last thing he expected to hear from his new master. Out of curiosity, he snapped his head up to see the blonde beauty in an elegant gown, her brown eyes wide as saucers directed at him.

He distinctly remembered passing by someone with the same yellow hair not too long ago.

He paled.

TO BE CONTINUED

Soooooo... will I still continue this? Reviews please! :) Thanks for reading!