Summary: "We may have met on a set, but what I feel for you is real." "…You are so cheesy." "Shut up!"—grayza, nalu.

This will mostly be a side thing while my main focus is butterfly wings. Don't expect consistent updates haha.

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Walking into the room was a blur for the scarlet-haired woman. She had come in on a favor for one of her closest friends - Lucy - only to be whisked away by hair stylists fawning over her brilliantly colored hair, makeup artists covering her face with foundation and eyeshadow and blush and whatever the heck else people used on their faces, and stylists picking out dresses and shoes for her to wear. Once the process was all finished, she found herself facing a smirking Lucy - hair done in a brilliant golden cascade of curls and dressed in a red halter top and jeans.

"Sorry, Erza," the actress said, sounding more smug than apologetic. "We needed an extra, and I thought, 'Hmm, Erza owes me a favor for getting her that date with Jellal Fernandes.'"

"It was a total bust," Erza interjected.

"So you needed the glam up," Lucy shrugged. "It's what I like to do to feel better. Ever heard the phrase, 'Fake it 'til you make it?'"

The redhead gave her friend a flat stare, "You may do such things because of your profession, however, that is not the type of person I am. Besides, you know how terrible I am when it comes to acting."

The blonde shot her a dazzling smile, "That, my dear Erza, is why you're not going to be acting at all." She booped her friend on the nose for emphasis. "You are simply going to be an extra! That's how I met my boyfriend~!"

"And Hibiki Lates is ever the perfect boy," Erza remarked blandly. "You're trying to set me up? My dream date with the most perfect boy in the film industry failed, I doubt this extra - who they probably picked off of the street, no less - will help me nurse my broken heart."

Lucy rolled her eyes at the Hibiki comment, far too used to the snide remarks, but clapped her hands brightly at the end of her friend's pessimistic mini-monologue.

"That's the best part!" She cheered. "You don't have to date him, you just have to pretend-date him! Get to know him! Make a new friend! As long as you're having fun while I have to deal with-" The blonde scrunched her nose up, "-Natsu Dragneel."

Erza arched an eyebrow, "That's what you get for choosing to be a part of an entire TV series with him as your love interest."

Lucy shivered uncomfortably, "I didn't know he was supposed to be playing Haru until after I signed the contract. But this isn't about me, okay? And about Jellal being the most perfect boy in the film industry - he isn't. He went downhill and got high or something, and now he's all blackballed and nobody wants him for anything. I doubt you'd want to date that mess."

Erza smiled faintly, "Let me cool down, alright? My fangirl heart is still getting over that."

Lucy snorted and linked arms with her, dragging her to the set. The lights flashed brilliantly in her eyes, and the scene was bustling with life. People shouted at each other, pushed props around, and actors rehearsed their lines along the sidelines of the set.

"Hello, Mr. Dreyar," Erza called softly. Said old man grinned at her, chugging down his whiskey before waddling over to his rightful place in the director's seat.

"Ms. Scarlet, please sit at that table near the edge," Mr. Dreyar ordered politely, surprisingly sober despite the outrageous amount of alcohol he had consumed. "Your partner will be Mr. Fullbuster. Make conversation so that the scene seems more real."

Erza sat herself down in her assigned seat, while Lucy reluctantly forced herself in hers. The pink-haired man in front of her gave her an unimpressed stare as the noise of the set blared on. Chattering filled Erza's ears, but she ignored it in favor of staring at the "menu" and refusing to meet her new partner's eyes.

"My name's Gray, by the way," he grunted.

Erza made a startled sound, but looked up to see a raven-haired man with mysterious pools of deep, deep sapphire, dressed casually in jeans and a T-shirt.

"Erza," she nodded curtly.

"You here against your will, too?"

Erza raised her eyebrows, a small smile tugging at her lips, not registering Mr. Dreyar shouting action in the background.

"Sadly," she replied. "My friend asked me here on a favor, and then surprised me with this little 'role.'"

Gray chuckled, leaning back in his seat, "My childhood friend asked me here so that he had someone to back him up if 'the blonde got too obnoxious again.'"

"Lucy is actually one of my closest friends," Erza said tersely, though not unkindly. "Though she can be obnoxious at times, she means well. She doesn't always know how to act, because she grew up in isolation due to a strict - and rich - father. I assume you're friends with Natsu?"

Gray raised his eyebrows, surprised at her formal speech pattern, and took a long sip of his drink, "Yeah. I just broke up with my girlfriend Juvia - her romantic tension with my brother was too much to handle. That idiotic pyro thought that this would be fun."

"I'm recovering from a heartbreak as well," Erza's lips quirked up slightly. "My fantastical romance didn't work out so well, and this is how Lucy tried to have me cope. So far, this setup is far better than the date I went on. He pushed me away, just as we were about to kiss."

"That sucks," the other said sympathetically. He paused for a moment, "Wait, was that a pun? Setup and we're on a set?"

Erza laughed, "Yes, it was."

Gray chuckled, "I wouldn't have thought that you would be the punny type of g-"

"CUT!" Mr. Dreyar shouted. "Mr. Fullbuster, Ms. Scarlet, although I appreciate that you're making conversation like I asked, Natsu and Lucy are the ones that are supposed to be making the lovey-dovey eyes - not two extras."

Erza whipped her head around in shock, and locked eyes with Lucy, who was wearing an I told you so smirk proudly on her lips. Natsu, on the other hand, was making kissy faces at Gray, who desperately looked like he wanted to sock the actor in the face.

"I apologize, Mr. Dreyar," Erza bowed, blushing profusely. Gray nodded in agreement.

The director grunted, chuckling a bit at their antics, "No worries, brats. Just redo the scene."

Although her cheeks were dusted pink, and Gray seemed to be avoiding her eyes out of embarrassment now, Erza thought, maybe this isn't so bad.

I'm going to try my hand at a GrayZa multichap because I'm appalled at the lack of GrayZa-NaLu fanfiction in this community. Don't expect a whopping forty chapters, this is probably going to be twenty at most. Tell me what you think!