Hey guys, this is my first story so sorry is it's sucky :) I came up with the story line a few months ago while watching Fairy Tail and haven't stopped since then. I hope to update regularly but hey, you never know.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail (It's magic is credit to the amazing Hiro Mashima), only the my ideas and love for the show.

Chapter 1- The Beginning

Levy P.O.V

Lucy stands behind me, moaning at her reflection in the mirror. As she has been for the last half an hour. I can hear her grumbling about how her hair isn't sitting the way it is meant to. Cancer, her stylist and friend, simply nods. I sigh and look away from the window as I tuck my legs under me on the window seat. I look over at Juvia who sits on Lucy's bed. She smiles serenely back at me, playing with the hem of her dress. Nothing fazes Juvia really, she always seems to calm. Well, that is until a certain Fullbuster makes an appearance Juvia hasn't ever been able to keep her head when Gray, son of Lady Ur Milkovitch Fullbuster was around. I smile back at her and turn to Lucy. When I see her, my smile widens.

Her blonde hair is high on her head, piled up and curled into a messy bun. A few loose strands frame her soft face. A small silver tiara sits upon her head, glinting in the lights of the room. Her make-up is simple; a light dusting of blusher, a little eye-shadow, some mascara -causing her dark lashes to frame her chocolate brown eyes- and a hint of lip gloss, making her lips look fuller. Her eyes are wide and excited. Despite all her complaining, she really does love it when her parents have a ball or gala. It's an excuse for her to dress up and look nice.

"Thank you, Cancer," Lucy says, turning to the man behind her. His dark glasses flash in the sun streaming through the window. "You may go." She smiles lightly at him.

"Very well, Princess," Cancer reply, picking up his styling kit from the desk. He bows to us and smiles. "Enjoy the party girls and don't be late." He waves and is gone.

Lucy turns back to us and smiles, her eyes glinting. She know's we will have fun, we always do at her parents parties. I hear Juvia get up and come to stand beside me at the window, her dress rustling against the floor. I turn to look up at her and she smiles back, before turning to Lucy with a grin.

"Juvia think Lucy look lovely," she says, her blue eyes sparkling. I nod in agreement and smile at the blond in question.

"Thank you," Lucy says, a slight blush dusting her cheeks. "You both look amazing too and you dresses an beautiful." I glance at Juvia and nod.

Juvia's oceanic eyes are rimmed with dark blue and her lashes dark with mascara. Her blue hair falls to her shoulders and is half tied up, curled and held in place by an ornate silver pin inlaid with sapphires. Her ball gown shimmers slightly, like water, when she moves due to the small diamonds sewn into the skirt and bodice. The ocean blue fabric, a few shades darker than her eyes, hugs her figure to the waist where is flares out, falling in a waterfall-like fashion to the floor ending at her silver heeled feet. She sees me looking and smiles.

"Juvia also thinks Levy looks beautiful," she states, smiling. However, her eyes suddenly take on a mischievous glint, making me gulp. "Juvia thinks Gajeel will be pleased." She smiles angelically at me.

I splutter for a minute, face crimson with embarrassment. My mind flickers to Iron Dragon momentarily before I jump up from the window seat, spluttering at the two girls in front of me, both of which have grins on their faces. Lucy stands right in front of me now, smiling. She put both hands on my shoulders ans guides me to the wall, where a floor length mirror with a gold frame hangs. She pushes me in front of it and laughs.

"Juvia has a point Levy," she says to me, bending to lean her head on my shoulder. "You look wonderful, any man in the room would be mad not to fall for you. Except Gray of course." She adds, seeing Juvia's face in the mirror.

I look at myself, really look at myself. My dress in two different shades of orange, a contrast to my vibrant blue locks. The bodice is a deep orange and tight, highlighting my small chest. It's materiel is embroidered with a pattern of vines in a deep orange thread. The skirt is lighter than the bodice, floating down to the grown from the orange ribbon tie around my waist. On my feet are a pair of dark orange heels, the same shade as the bodice of my dress. My make-up is much like Juvia and Lucy's. Light blush on my cheeks and dark mascara on my eyelashes, causing them to frame my brown eyes, which seem to sparkle. My hair is curled, hanging loosely at the side of my face, free from its usual bandanna I'm about to shout at both girl's about teasing me when the door opens suddenly and I jump. Gray's sister, Ultear walks in, black heels clicking on the floor.

Her black dress hugs her figure to her knees, where it flares out, giving her an almost mermaid-like appearance Despite the constricting design, she moves with ease and elegance. Her face is clear of make-up except her eyes, which are darkly lined, and her dark, ebony hair is up in high pony tail, curled at the ends. Her bangs hang free below a silvery head band, encrusted with jewels. She smiles when she sees us.

"You all look beautiful," Ultear exclaims, smiling at us. She then looks at myself and Juvia. "Shall we help Lucy with her dress." We both nod and I run into Lucy's closet, retrieving her dress.

She slips into it, as we help slide it up her body. The dress fits perfectly, tailored to fit Lucy's body in every way. It hugs her perfect figure, highlighting her ample chest and showing off her slim waist. The pale blue fabric goes well with her blonde hair and creamy skin. The corset bodice hugs in all the right places to her waist where it flares out, falling to the floor is a cascade of blue fabric. The back laces up with a thin, blue ribbon and the the bodice sparkles with tiny diamonds. A dress for a princess. Silently slipping her feet into the silvery heels Ultear picks out for her, she walk over to the mirror, eyes searching for some imperfection or flaw.

I glance and Juvia and Ultear, a bemused smile on my face, shaking my head. Ultear stares at Lucy, amusement in her smile, while Juvia turn to me, another serene smile on her face. I giggle and walk up behind Lucy, pulling her round to face me away from the mirror, shaking my head. There are many things I could say to her right now. I could to tell her I envy her long blonde locks and lovely figure, which I do. I could tell her she's going to be the most beautiful in the room tonight, which is totally true. I don't though. Instead I laugh, telling her she's being silly and, after a pause, she does too. She's knows, by me just saying that, I mean every other possible thing I could say to her. She's knows I'll tell her the truth. That's what best friends are for.

I pull her over to her bed, where Juvia and Ultear now sit. Lucy lounges beside Juvia in the mountain of cushions at the headrest, while I sit at the end of the bed with Ultear, our feet tucked under our skirts. We chat aimlessly, waiting for Mira-jane, the head maid in the palace and our friend, to call us. It's her job to make sure Lucy gets where she need to be and at the right time. I lean back on my hand, smiling to myself. Tonight we get to dance with anyone we chose and my mind flickers to a tall dark man before I shake my head and tune into the conversation.

"How's Lyon, Ultear?" Lucy is saying, looking at the older girl. "I haven't seen him since the last ball my parents held."

"Wasn't that two years ago?" I ask, tilting my head, trying to recall that party.

"Yes, I think it was," Ultear states, sweeping her bangs out of her eyes. She smiles at Lucy. "My brother is fine, thank you for asking Princess. Still hung up on Juvia, as he has been for a while now." She grins at the bluenette across from me, who, to her credit, does not blush for once. She observes Ultear will cool indifference.

"Juvia has no interest in Lyon," murmurs Juvia, staring off into space and hooping a lock of blue hair behind her ear. "While Juvia thinks he is a nice boy, her heart will only ever belong to Gray."

We all look at her before laughing, Juvia herself joining in after a beat. This isn't news to us; everyone in the palace and surrounding area knows of Juvia's feeling towards Gray. The only person who doesn't know is the boy himself. Much to the frustration of his sister, who wants him to settle down. It is no use though, he's a thick as a brick wall. Yet, we all await the day when he notices the beautiful girl with ocean blue eyes across from me. He has to at some point, right? I'm about to ask Lucy about the ball when a soft knock sounds at the door and Mira's head appears around the corner.

"Time to go ladies," she chimes. Her white hair is not in its usual way. Instead of her bangs being held up, all of her soft locks are held in a messy bun, some strands falling to frame her petite face.

We all stand up and one by one file out of the room, Mira closing the door behind us. She smiles at out outfits and nods, as if mentally thanking the God's we look good. I smile lightly at her and pat her shoulder. Her job isn't easy and she's the best in the country. I watch Mira walk past Juvia and smile slyly at her. I shiver, getting the feeling she heard our conversation about Juvia and Gray. Mira is a notorious match maker and will do anything to see her favourite couples together.

Lisanna, Mira's younger sister, stands waiting for us, smiling brightly. It take only one guess to know why she is so happy. She came to work for Lucy and her family only a few years ago, after having worked for the Dragneel family for years. The Dragneel's are some what a mystery to most in Fiore, due to the fact that no one has met them, apart from the King and Lisanna. When Lisanna came to the palace, all she could talk about what Dragneel's oldest, Natsu, and how amazing he was. She calmed down after a while, stopped crying at the thought of him, but we got the idea. She iss in love with the boy, thought we're still unsure of how pure that love was or if it is just a crush. Tonight we will find out I guess.

Lisanna's happiness is due to the fact that the Dragneel's, for the first time since the birth of Natsu, are attending a royal ball. Lisanna has been smiling like a crazy person since she found out. I smile lightly at her and turn away, trying not to giggle. Her face has a little more make-up than usual and her normally straught, short hair is slightly curled. Trying to impress the boy I guess. We walk slowly down the hall, Lucy and Mira in front, talking animatedly together. Lisanna trails behind, lost in mushy thoughts of Natsu. I suppress a sigh. Tonight will sure be some night.

When we reach the stairs to the ball room, a deep red curtain hiding us from view, Mira tells us to wait. She disappears behind the curtain and I can hear her talking to someone on the other side. Moment later she returns, accompanied by Erza Scarlett, the royal army's only female and second in command. She smiles at the sight of us and nods to Mira, who leaves quietly. Erza turn to us and laughs at our confused looks.

"Mira has to go help in the kitchen," she tells us, brushing a lock of scarlett red hair behind her ear, "so I'll be announcing your arrival. Ultear will go first, followed by Juvia, then Levy and lastly, you Princess." She turns to smile at Lucy, who beams back. We all nod and she disappears behind the curtain again.

"Juvia cannot wait to see the Dragneel's," Juvia states. "Juvia heard they have a little girl and that she is very sweet."

"I heard that too," Ultear says, flicking her bangs out of her face. She then turns to Lisanna, who stands silently. "Is that true?"

"Yeah, Wendy is lovely," Lisanna says, smiling. "She's twelve now I think, though she was only eight when I last saw her. She's the sweetest person I've ever met." We all grin at her, looking forward to meeting this little girl.

"Ready ladies," Erza's voice floats from a crack in the curtain. We let her know that we are and she announces us. Her voice resonates through the hall. "Ladies and Gentlemen, Lady Ultear Milkovitch." Ultear smiles and walks behind the curtain "Lady Juvia Loxar."Juvia follows after Ultear, her blue eyes bright. Moment later I follow as Erza says my name. "Lady Levy McGarden."

I walk out form behind the curtain, a smile on my face. Slowly I walk down the stairs to the main floor of the ballroom, taking in the magnificent room. Each window had elegant red curtain draped acorss is and crystal chandeliers hand from the ceiling. Everyone is dressed beautifully, including those of the army; dressed in their formal uniforms. My eyes momentarily find Gajeel, dressed in his army uniform. His deep red eyes are wide as he looks at me and I feel a blush speep onto my cheeks. I jerk my head away and finish my walk down, coming to stand beside Ultear and Juvia. I turn and face the stairs again, waiting for Lucy.

"And now, finally," Erza says, her voice proud and her eyes shining, "I present, Princess Lucy Heartfelia, our beautiful and loved Princess." Lucy emerges from behind the curtain and the room goes wild. Men shout proclamations of love while women sigh in envy. I laugh and clap, watching proudly as my best friend makes her way down towards me. I glance sideways at the King and Queen; both have proud smiles on their faces. Lucy is a replica of her Mother, Queen Layla; the same kind brown eyes, beautiful smile and lovely blonde hair. Her father, King Jude, did not give much to hi daughter, only her protective nature and love for her subjects. His hair, though blonde, is a few shades darker than his daughters golden tone and his eyes are a deep brown colour, much darker than Lucy's. His face is adorned with a thick mustache, which twitches as he smiles.

I look back at Lucy as she reaches the last step. She smiles brightly at me and makes her way over to the throne area where her parents sit. Layla stands as her daughter approaches and hugs her lightly, smiling all the while. Jude places a hand on his daughter shoulder when they break apart, smiling at her. Lucy sits down as her father turns to address the crowd, his arms wide and inviting. I glance again at Gajeel, who is now staring at the King. I shake my head and smile. I always seem to let my friends words get to me. Me liking Gajeel? Totally absurd and untrue.

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