Hey guys! It has been so long since I actually written anything for Fan Fiction, but I couldn't resist anymore, so I decided to write again!

This is one of my old stories I found and I started to work on it again, I have already finished it, so it is guaranteed that I will finish it! A new chapter will be published every week!

If you have any suggestions they are greatly appreciated and of course I hope you enjoy this.

I do not own Fairy Tail, and all credit for the amazing characters must go to Hiro Mashima.

CH 1

It was a typical morning for Lucy Heartfilia; she woke up at 5:30 by the sound of her alarm clock, her hair was covering her eyes and she had skull-breaking headache; she had stayed up late studying for a math quiz, in which she had no intentions of getting anything less than an A. She stood up from her bed and looked in the mirror.

"Ugh, why does my hair have to look like this in the morning?"

She stretched her tight muscles and took her school uniform to the bathroom, when she came out, she was a completely different person; not that she wasn't beautiful before, but now her hair was perfectly combed, her face was smooth and with a light touch of make-up to highlight her big brown eyes and rosy lips; according to her boyfriend she would now be "presentable".

She went downstairs to make some toast before going to school and as expected her father was nowhere to be seen. "This is so typical of him" she though; her father, a very successful business man, was also (secretly) an alcoholic, that never went home after work, unless it was extremely necessary. She always wondered how he managed to do well on his job, considering he always had a massive hangover. Maybe his usual grumpiness scared people into compiling his wishes and ideas or he was just a prodigy. But whatever the reason to his success; it was obvious to anyone that he was an incredible business man, sharp, hardworking, but moody and ruthless at times. "Maybe if mom was here instead of me…" Lucy thought grimly. She looked at her phone, in hopes that he had left a message or any sign that confirmed he was still alive. Nothing, no calls from him or her so called-loving boyfriend, Marcus.

She looked at the toast, and felt a knot form in her stomach, she had lost her appetite. After cleaning up her barely-touched breakfast; she picked up school bag and headed out the door. She proceeded to go to school; it was a 20 minute walk to the bus station, and another 20 minutes on the bus, if there was no traffic. Her school started at 7:30 am but she preferred to arrive early, so that she could peacefully read, without anybody bothering her.

She arrive at thirty minutes early , and sat on her desk reading one of the books she had purchased the day before; her day went as usual, no important events had happened; it had been a normal school day. When her class was finally dismissed she checked on her phone, to see if she had received any new messages, to her surprise, her boyfriend had called; he had probably decided to pick her up after school.

Natsu's POV

I woke up at 10 am, with pain all over my body; I had no memories of what had happened the day before, but I was sure that I was in a fight, after all my whole body was covered in purple blue bruises in that confirmed my suspicions; I stood up ignoring the pain and took a moment to look around the room; this wasn't my house, that I could be sure of.

I heard people in the other room, so I put my ear to the door and listened carefully to their conversation, trying to figure out who the voices belonged to.

"…Don't worry about my stupid girlfriend, she isn't smart enough to figure it out…"

"But still, her father is famous in the shabby parts of town for dealing with mob bosses, if she found out, she could just ask her daddy to send one of his "gorillas" after us"

"Baby, her relationship with her father is messed up; they never talk to each other, she would die before asking anything of him, you can just relax"

The deep voice was definitely a man's and it belonged to someone I knew: Marcus; I couldn't place a name or a face to the other voice, I didn't know who it belonged to. But knowing that it was talking to Marcus in such manner, it was probably a woman. One of the unlucky bitches, that flirted with him at nightclubs believing he would fall for her, but in reality he just wanted someone to kill the time with.

I pitied his girlfriend; she was just an innocent girl and he was taking advantages of her, doing things behind her back and screwing around with other girls. I didn't know her but I had hear her voice on the phone a few times, she seemed sweet and polite, a proper little lady. Unaware of her boyfriend's habits and mishaps.

"You want to do something fun baby?"

"Sure, why not, tell me"

"Okay, let's play a game with my sweet little girlfriend"

"…"

"You see, I'll message her and tell her I'll pick her up after school; you'll just be a nice friend that is accompanying me, then I'll take her home, and knowing her character she'll invite us in…."

"Are sure? She won't find out about us?"

I laughed inwardly, what "us" was she talking about? Because to Marcus she was just a toy to pass the time with.

"Even if she does, I bet she won't say a thing"

"Okay, why not I like messing with little spoiled brats that think they own everything and everyone"

I clenched my fist, Marcus was stepping way over the line, and his girlfriend didn't deserve this. I wished I could do something, but the truth is I couldn't, I wasn't going to challenge Marcus or his ideas, or anything, as a matter a fact; he was our leader, my "friend", and as a leader he knew best. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have that job at the restaurant; if it wasn't for him, I would still be beaten up by gangs. I couldn't disobey him, I owed him.

So I just turned away…