Greetings, fellow Fairy Tail fans. This is a story featuring a bunch of Fairy Tail couples [see below]. It is based off the YouTube video "First Kiss", uploaded by Tatia PIlieva. Search it up if you're curious. Basically, the couples that will kiss have NEVER met before. Why? Because this is an AU, and I can do that. Each couple will have one chapter, and the chapters will not be in any particular order. It might go from Lories to Jerza to Happy x Charle. The ONLY time there will be an 'order' is with Wendy, because she has two versions: Wendy x Chelia and RoWen, and the order listed below is the order Wendy's versions will be in. Now, if you leave comments asking for me to hurry and upload a particular ship, I might be inclined to upload that one before others. And if you want me to do a ship that is not listed, leave a comment or PM me requesting it. If I get enough requests for different ships, I might upload a "First Kiss 2" with those ships in it. Last but not least, when I'm reaching the final chapters of this story, I will set up a poll on my profile with ALL of the couples listed. Top 5 couples with most votes will get a personal epilogue of what happens after the events of the kiss.

These are the couples in this story (in no particular order): NaLu, GaLe, Gruvia, Jerza, Zervis, Miraxus, Elfgreen, Bixanna, Happy x Charle, Wendy x Chelia (Wendy V.1), RoWen (Wendy V.2), Aquario, Lories, Stingue, and AlBis.

Note: I do not curse, and I don't condone cursing. However, for the sake of characterization, some characters appear cursing, although it is censored. For example, b**** and f***. Also, there ARE gays and lesbians in this. Got a problem with that? Don't read those particular chapters, or leave right now. No sexuality is wrong, so I made sure to include Stingue and Wendy x Chelia for that reason.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail nor do I own the video "First Kiss".

Prologue

"We asked 30 strangers to kiss for the first time."

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"I cannot believe Erza, of all people, is late," Lucy said in a tone laced with impatience and disbelief. "She's never late. I mean, she normally yells at us when we take too long." The blonde gasped. "Is this a chance for us to turn everything around and take control?!"

Levy giggled at her best friend. "I think you might be overreacting, Lu-chan," she said, her voice matter-of-fact as usual. "Erza has been late before. You are right about it being a rare occurrence, though."

"I can understand Juvia being late," Lucy continued as if her blue-haired friend had never spoken, "but Erza? What on Earth could be holding her up?"

The bluenette shrugged. "Whatever it is, it must be interesting if it's causing her to be so late for this."

The blonde laughed. "So it's probably strawberry cake or something, right?"

Levy joined in on her friend's laughter. "Most likely!"

"Pardon me," a formal voice said, interrupting their conversation. "I apologize for the intrusion, but I was wondering if you two ladies would like to take part in a social experiment?"

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Juvia anxiously bit her lip, hoping that the scarlet-haired girl beside her would stop ogling at the cake behind the bakery window. Unfortunately, the bluenette was having no such luck, for Erza's greedy gaze remained steadfast on it. "Erza-san…" she said timidly.

Erza didn't tear her gaze away from the cake, but instead tilted her head slightly to the side to show that she had acknowledged the girl's question. "Yes, Juvia?"

"Well… Juvia thinks we should hurry up because Lucy-san and Levy-san are waiting for us, and Juvia and Erza are already late…"

"Nonsense!" Erza said loudly, attracting the attention of many people passing by.

Juvia's cheeks turned pink from embarrassment. "Erza-san, Juvia feels that –"

"We may not be there on time, but they will not abandon us, for there have been many times that they have been late to meet us and we did not abandon them."

Juvia was tempted to protest, but she was slightly mollified by Erza's statement, not to mention her fear of the redhead's wrath overruled anything else. "Okay. Juvia understands."

"We shall leave in a moment, then," Erza concluded, "after I finish admiring this luscious cake."

Juvia sighed, only to jump in surprise when someone approached the two of them.

"My apologies for the interruption," they said, "but would you two care to take part in a social experiment?"

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"Look, Flame Brain," Gray said angrily, "I don't give a f*** about whatever we're doing. I'm only here as a favor for Erza, because she doesn't trust your parenting capabilities, and rightly so!"

"Oh, is that what it is, Ice Princess?" Natsu growled. "I thought you were too terrified of Erza to refuse!"

"Like h***, bastard! You're the one too scared to refuse her!"

"Look who's talking, Stripper!"

"I'm not a stripper!"

The pink-haired teen smirked. "Oh, is that so? Then where's your shirt?"

Gray looked down at his bare chest. "D*** it! Not again!"

Natsu howled with laughter as the dark-haired teen frantically looked around for his shirt.

"How about both of you shut up?" Gajeel said irritably. "You're making too much d*** noise."

"Do you wanna go, Metal-Head?" Natsu said, glaring at the pierced teen. "I'll take you on at any time!"

"Not a chance, Salamander. I'd whoop your a** too easily."

"How about we find out then, you bastard?!"

Zeref sighed at the scene unfolding in front of him. Like Gray, he had also been forced into this by Erza. However, he most likely would have gone anyway, seeing as he did like his young cousin, and almost feared for her safety around the three hypercompetitive idiots. "You all need to stop arguing," he said darkly, black hair falling in his face. "You've all forgotten why we're doing this: for Wendy."

Upon hearing her name, Wendy looked up from the ground, a puzzled expression in her innocent brown eyes. "Did I do something?"

Instantly, Natsu, Gajeel, and Gray were all filled with guilt.

"Apologize," Zeref ordered, his eyes threatening, doing his best to impersonate a certain scarlet-haired woman.

"Sorry," the three teens muttered in unison.

"That's okay," Wendy said, forgiving as always. "I know you didn't mean it."

"Am I intruding?" a voice suddenly said.

The group of five turned around to see a person standing behind them.

"You're not intruding," Gray finally said. "What do you want?"

"If you're here to badmouth us," Natsu half-shouted. "Then you'd better –"

Gajeel's hand moved to cover the pink-haired teen's mouth. "Ignore him."

The person laughed nervously. "Well, I wanted to ask if all you would mind taking part in a social experiment."

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Evergreen put on a pair of round black glasses, making 'cute' expressions in the small mirror on the side of the rack as she examined how they looked on her. "Hmm… Nope. They're too nerdy." She exchanged them for a pair of rectangular tortoiseshell ones. "Not bad," she said, tucking a stand of caramel hair behind her ear, "but not too good, either." She put them up, spinning the rack around until her eyes came to rest on different pair of rectangular-shaped glasses, these being more rounded with a copper wire frame. She quickly put them on before turning to face the green-haired cowgirl beside her. "Do you think these look good on me?"

Bisca looked up from the boots catalog she was holding. "They look fine, Ever," she said before going back to reading.

Evergreen pouted. "If you're not going to give me a real answer, why should I even ask you?"

"Exactly," Bisca said, turning the page. "Don't."

Evergreen rolled her eyes. "Honestly, you aren't any fun at all."

"No, I'm just not a girly girl," she corrected. She added as an afterthought, "Why am I hanging out with you again?"

"We're keeping Charle away from Wendy, remember?"

The green-haired girl frowned. "Why?"

Evergreen shrugged. "As if I know. Gajeel threatened us, remember?"

Bisca cringed, remembering the long-haired boy's evil laugh. "Oh yeah. Only too well." She looked around for the white-haired girl they were supposed to be watching. "Speaking of which, where's Charle?"

The brunette felt color drain from her face. "Did we lose her already?" She paused a moment before turning back to the mirror. "That took longer than I expected."

The cowgirl rolled her eyes. "You really do only care about yourself, don't you?" She folded the page in her magazine and tucked it underneath her arm. "Charle!" she called out. "Charle, where are you?"

"I'm right here," was the reply, irritation evident in the girl's voice. Charle stepped out from behind another rack, a pair of silver cat ears on her head. "Since I was forced to come into this store, I figured I might as well look around." She adjusted the cat ear headband. "What do you think?"

Bisca opened her mouth to respond, but someone else beat her to the punch.

"They look great, young lady. As do your new glasses, madam. But I have a question for you girls: how would you like to take part in a social experiment?"

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Elfman stared proudly at his younger sister. "That haircut is a man!" he boomed, fist-pumping the air.

Lisanna giggled at her older brother's excitement – and his amazing ability to involve 'man' in everything. She fingered her newly shortened white locks. "Do you think so? I feel like I could have left it maybe a few inches longer…"

"Oh, we know so," Mirajane said airily, before giggling along with her sister. "I think it looks really good on you, Lisanna. Short hair really suits the shape of your face."

The short-haired girl blushed at the praise. "Thanks, nee-san," she said, smiling, tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. "I'm trusting you!"

"And of course, Chelia's haircut looks amazing, too," Mirajane added, smiling warmly at the pinkette in the seat next to Lisanna.

Chelia blushed. "Lisanna's is better," she protested. "All they did for me was trim off the split ends and put up in pigtails."

"Pigtails are a man!" Elfman exclaimed, cracking his knuckles. This caused all three girls to burst out into giggles.

When her laughter had died down, Chelia shyly said, "Thanks again for letting me tag along with you guys. You really didn't have to."

"It wasn't any trouble," Mirajane insisted. "It's a pleasure to have you with us."

"Definitely," Lisanna agreed. "Besides, since your real sister couldn't take you, it's like your two honorary sisters did!"

The pinkette beamed. "You guys are so great, you know that?"

The Strauss sisters blushed.

"I don't know about that," Mirajane said, waving her hand dismissively.

"We just love to have company," Lisanna added.

Chelia rolled her eyes. "Geez, you're so modest. Accept some praise, will you?"

"Oi!" Elfman said. "I'm feel like I'm being left out of this conversation!"

Lisanna and Mirajane simply laughed at their brother's indignation, while the pinkette felt genuinely ashamed.

"I'm sorry," she apologized, "I hadn't intended to –"

"Excuse the intrusion," a different voice said, interrupting her apology, "but would all of you like to be in a social experiment?"

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Rogue sighed in exasperation, practically exhausted just by watching the scene in front of him unfold.

"Happy, I don't understand how you'd rather have flight powers more than fire powers," Romeo said, arms crossed over his chest. "With fire, you've got strong offensive skills – and decent defensive ones – not to mention you can propel yourself into the air a certain extent with them. So fire gives you the best of both worlds!"

"I guess, but that's not the same thing as real flight," Happy protested. "I would rather have the feeling of the wind under my wings – if I had wings – as I soar through the sky – like fish!" As always, his logic was rather nonsensical and for some strange reason involved fish.

"Are you saying you don't want the feeling of controlling the most powerful element?" the dark-haired boy said skeptically.

The blue-haired boy with a set of cat ears on his head nodded eagerly. "Yup! I'd rather be able to fly in the sky!" His eyes widened. "Romeo-kun! That rhymed!"

Romeo just sighed.

Rogue turned his head to avoid watching their conversation any longer, only to see Loke off flirting with a dark-haired girl that looked ready to bolt.

"You sure you don't want to go out on a date with me?" the orange-haired boy said, pushing his glasses up on his nose. "I'd love to take a pretty girl like you out."

The girl gave him a fake smile. "I wish I could say yes, but I already have plans for tonight. Sorry."

"Maybe tomorrow?"

"I've got plans tomorrow, too." She sighed as if she truly regretted not being to go out with him. "If you ever see me again, maybe I'll take you up on your offer."

Loke sighed dramatically. "I suppose that'll have to do, Princess."

She gave him another fake smile before quickly walking away.

Rogue groaned and muttered, "This is the last time I ever do Natsu and Gajeel a favor without first asking them what I'm going to be doing."

"Gentlemen," a chastising voice said, drawing the attention of all four, "you're driving each other mad. But, fortunately, I have a solution. Who wants to help with a social experiment?"

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"We are!" Scorpio exclaimed, making rock n' roll signs with his hands. "This is gonna be great!"

Alzack bit back a sigh. He now wished he had forced Loke to give him a proper explanation on why Scorpio couldn't have gone with him and the others. All the orange-haired teen had said was something about Rogue not being able to stand him. He eyed the teen with half red and half white hair out of the corner of his eye. That is perfectly understandable. Rogue I would get along just fine.

Scorpio stopped walking. "Look, Outback," he said, putting his hands on the thin cowboy's shoulders.

"Alzack…" he muttered under his breath, correcting him.

Scorpio ignored the teen. "I know you didn't want to come with me. And that's fine. If you want to go hide in a corner listening to country music or whatever, I don't mind. We are!"

Alzack glared at the dark-skinned teen behind his back. "Yeah, I'll definitely make sure to listen to my better music," he grumbled. I swear, Loke, I am going to kill you after this.

"Sorry to interrupt," a voice said.

The dark-haired cowboy mentally thanked whoever this was for saving him from inevitable doom.

"Would you two care to take part in a social experiment?"

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"Hmm…" Aquarius said, tapping her chin as she studied the petite girl that stood in front of her. This is entirely wrong. Black doesn't flatter her as much as I thought it would. Her hair is simply a shade too pale of blonde. "Mavis, go take that off immediately," the light blue-haired teen instructed the short girl. "Try that pink and white dress – you know, the one with the ribbons – and pair it with those slightly off-white kitten heels."

Mavis nodded eagerly before skipping back into her dressing room. "Yes ma'am!"

Aquarius rolled her eyes at the young girl's immaturity, though a small smile was dancing on her lips. Her attention turn to pretty pinkette in front of her that was still awaiting orders. "As for you, Aries…" She looked the girl up and down. That white dress looks really good on her, and the white knee high boots really compliment it, but with her pale skin, I feel like it's too much of a lack of coloration… She snapped her fingers as inspiration struck. "Aries, go add some pink stockings under that dress and put that pink jacket on over it. It'll be perfect."

The timid pink-haired girl simply nodded as she walked back into her dressing room, slipping off the white jacket as she went.

A moment later, both girls emerged in their new outfits.

"I'm sorry, Aquarius-san," Aries said shyly, looking at the ground, "but how do I look?"

Aquarius smirked. "Great, of course. I picked your outfit, so it has to be. Not to mention you're a natural looker, my dear. All I had to do was work with that."

The pinkette turned a brilliant shade of red at the praise. "Th-Thank you Aquarius-san!" Under her breath, she whispered, "I'm sorry."

"What about me, Aquarius?" Mavis said, twirling around. "How do I look? I think it's better than the black, though the black was definitely a look I liked."

The cerulean-haired girl scowled. "I think I'll regret letting Lucy talk me into me into letting you tag along with us if you won't listen to me and PUT ON SOME SHOES ALREADY!"

Any sane person would have cowered in fear at the sight of Aquarius' rage, but the short blonde girl simply giggled. "Why? I like going barefoot. It just gives you such a sense of freedom!"

"I don't give a d*** about freedom," Aquarius retorted. "You're here with us, and I'm the boss, so go put on some shoes!"

Mavis pouted. "Aww! Aquarius, that's not fair!"

"Tch. Life's not fair."

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Aquarius-san," Aries said timidly, "but maybe you should allow Mavis to go barefoot just this once?" She flinched, as if she was expecting to be hit.

Aquarius simply sighed. "Fine," she said, relenting.

Mavis cheered. "Yay!"

"But," the light blue-haired woman said, holding up a hand, "you have to swear that the next time you come shopping with me, you'll wear whatever d*** shoes I give you!"

The long-haired blonde beamed. "Okay! I promise." She twirled around again, then frowned. "You didn't answer my question before," she said childishly. "How does the dress look on me?"

Aquarius sighed but was unable to stop a smile from creeping onto her face. "It looks fine, Mavis."

"Fine?" Mavis pouted. "I was hoping for a little more enthusiasm than that!"

Aries giggled as Aquarius went off of another one of her rants. Despite this, the ever-cheerful Mavis simply stood there smiling. Though she almost seems bored, the pinkette added as an afterthought.

"Excuse me," a person said as they approached the trio, drawing all three of the girls' attention, "but would you three be interested in taking part in a social experiment?"

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Jellal stared at the back of the three men walking in front of him, wondering for the umpteenth time how Levy had convinced him that hanging out with new people would be a good experience. Instead, he felt even less inclined to associate with people at all. Unless he had his mask on, that was. But masks were frowned upon in public. He cringed at a sudden remembrance of being arrested under essentially the crime of looking suspicious. No, that had not one of his best days. Since then he hadn't worn his mask, instead choosing to simply keep his head down and avoid eye contact.

"Why is emo kid with us again?" Sting muttered to the blonde man with a lightning-shaped scar over his right eye while discreetly gesturing to the blue-haired boy behind them.

"Levy," Laxus grunted in reply.

The white-blonde frowned. "What do you mean, 'Levy'? Did she pull a gun on you or something?"

"She asked us to bring him."

"But why did you agree?" he complained. "He's so depressing. He's gonna scare off all the hot guys!"

Laxus merely ignored the overly-exuberant boy beside him.

"Just pretend he isn't here," Bixlow said, shrugging. "And go ahead and pretend Laxus isn't here, either, since he's already a man of so few words."

Sting snickered. "I can try, but Laxus is f***ing hot, you know."

"And straight."

He shrugged. "A guy can dream, can't he?"

"Yeah, and I'm afraid that's all you'll ever do." The purple-haired man smirked. "But I'm sure you'll find someone. It'll probably be someone you don't expect, too."

Sting groaned. "I know where this is going…"

Bixlow laughed. "You know, maybe someone like… Jellal?"

The white-blonde proceeded to sock him in the gut. "Like h***!"

Bixlow grimaced slightly but still laughed. D***, that's gonna bruise. "You never know, Sting."

From behind them, Jellal heard every word. He sighed quietly to himself. "Even if I was gay, I wouldn't be attracted to such a jerk."

Laxus was the only one who heard this, but he smirked. Good for him. They'd get along pretty well, if one of them would stop acting so secluded.

"Anyways," Bixlow said, cracking his knuckles, "Levy basically threatened Laxus with some really good blackmail until he agreed. It was hilarious."

"And what was this blackmail?" Sting asked, grinning evilly.

Laxus shot his purple-haired friend one of his signature glares.

Bixlow got the message and pretended to seal his lips. "I'm afraid I'd die if I told you."

Sting sighed melodramatically. "Fine, fine. Whatever."

Jellal felt someone push him forward from behind. He stumbled, bumping into Laxus' back.

Laxus stared icily at the blue-haired boy. "What do you – who are you?"

The other three men turned around to see a person not of their little group.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything terribly important," they said, "but would you gentlemen care to be a part of a social experiment?"

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"We asked 30 strangers to kiss for the first time. The purpose of this was to determine the difference of first and last impressions a person had of another. All they had to do was talk with the other person, look them in the eyes, and then kiss them."

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And that is the end of the prologue. I'm not sure when the first couple will be uploaded, or even what the first couple is going to be. Don't forget about what I said at the beginning of the chapter. If you did forget, go back and reread it. Or concentrate really hard until you do remember, but I think scrolling back up to the top of the page is a lot faster. I hope you're interested enough in this story to return for the next chapter. If so, I will see you then!