A/N: Heyyyzzzzz It's Laugh! Here's my new story. I'm going to finish Natsu's Predicament, but I really wanted to get this one out asap so I could free myself. TT_TT My redemption for terrible writing is coming out either in the fall, or next summer. It's absolutely beautiful. Alas, this isn't it, but that doesn't mean it isn't good. *Makes a stubborn face*

Title: All My Friends Are Yankees

Summary: It all came down to if you wanted to survive or not. Lucy Heartfilia wasn't one to gamble with fate or luck. She just knew that everything in this town was decided from the moment that you arrived. If you came wanting a peaceful life, you were stupid. However, if you came wanting to get loose and find some trouble, you were in the right place. She wasn't there for either of those purposes, but whatever. Finding Salamanders isn't as easy as you'd think. NaLu FTW

Author: ILAUGHATYOUALL

Fanbase: Fairy Tail

Disclaimer: Ugh. -_-

Chapter One: Pink.

PART ONE

It all came down to if you wanted to survive or not. Lucy Heartfilia wasn't one to gamble with fate or luck. She just knew that everything in this town was decided from the moment that you arrived. If you came wanting a peaceful life, you were stupid. However, if you came wanting to get loose and find some trouble, you were in the right place. She wasn't there for either of those purposes, but whatever.

Magnolia didn't used to be this way. At one point the city was brightly lit and sunny all the time. There were playgrounds full of children and parents, schools, shops, and apartment buildings with flower pots on the balconies. It was safe to go walk around and talk to strangers.

That was all before the detention center was placed there. The town's representatives were against it, saying that it wasn't smart or moral to put a detention center in the middle of a flourishing city, but their requests were denied. It was an executive order from the King.

And so, the once-beautiful streets became full of criminals whose sentences were used up. Slowly, families began moving out and were replaced by drug dealers and good-for-nothings. They still required a school, so a special academy was built to house all the grades, and a university. It was a partial boarding school, with high spiked gates and a special security system.

The public explanation was that this was in the interest of the students, to provide security for them and enhance the safety of the children. The truth was different. All the children of the con artists and drug dealers and gangsters went to that school, and thegovernment wanted to keep an eye on them.

The blond rubbed her eyes as she sat in one of the restaurants in the better side of town. She leaned forward, with her elbows resting on the metal table. There wasn't that many people in the place, probably because she was there at 11:45 P.M., and the only respectable people in the city were probably home asleep.

Turning her head toward the window, she saw sparks as a group of thugs passed by, lighting cigarettes and shoving each other around. They were all probably drunk. She rolled her eyes.

Lucy sighed. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. The only reason she'd come here was to get away from home, but her spirit wasn't high at the moment. She noticed a guy with blue hair, of all things, leaning against the side of a building, the streetlight obscuring his face from her. He was talking animatedly with a group of women and guys surrounding him.

She didn't think much of it. There were stranger things in this city, and she wanted to explore.

Well, as soon as she found a place to stay. Hotels were like diamonds in the rough around there, and were difficult to find. She definitely wasn't certain anyone would let her stay in an apartment without paying rent for a night. She was not going to go hide somewhere and sleep. That was out of the question. There were definitely perverts stalking around.

She laid her head on the table, dreading the moment when the waiter came to take her order.

Pretty soon, the time came. She asked for a soda, avoiding the girl's eyes. She chewed her lip a bit before turning around to go for the soda. Lucy sighed, wondering how she was going to get out of this. She didn't have much on her, but she was pretty sure that 50 bucks would cover a drink. Of course, as she needed the money for a place to stay, she was reluctant to spend any of it.

Her eyes closed slowly as she dozed off.

"What are you doing?" asked a voice. Lucy's head shot up, and her hands raised themselves in an automatic defense pose.

"Whaddaya want?!" she slurred, trying and failing initially to see what was happening.

She blinked, then rubbed her eyes, attempting to rid them of sleep. Looking up, she almost fell over. Okay. She did fall over. Right off her seat.

The guy. He had pink hair.

"WHOAH! Are you okay?!" he yelled, grabbing her arm right before she hit the floor. Her glare must have been murderous, because his face fell a bit when he saw it.

"Um, who are you?" she asked, then switched to the assertive side, "And why do you want to know what I'm doing?"

He scratched the nape of his neck nervously. "I'm, uh, Natsu. Natsu Dragneel. I thought you were dead, so I had to ask what you were doing!"

Lucy noticed that her drink had arrived. She sipped it, then sat up in her seat, motioning for him to stop. "Say that again, I didn't catch it."

"I said, I'm Natsu Dragneel, and I thought you were dead, so I had to ask what you were doing."

She spit out the liquid. Most of it went onto the pinky's shirt. "EXCUSE ME?!" she yelled/asked.

"Yes," said Natsu, awfully curious, "You're excused."

She almost lost it right then. Almost.

"Okay, you wanna tell me what an idiot's doing in Magnolia? I thought this was a gangster town," Lucy said, putting her finger on the table.

"HEY! I'm not an idiot!" Natsu responded, waving his arms, "I was just curious! And this town won't be gangsterish for long! I'm working on it!"

"Aw, whatever," said Lucy. She raised an eyebrow at the pinky. He wasn't all that bad looking. His pink hair was a big throw off, but he had dark onyx eyes and a goofy grin that she strangely liked. AGH! WHAT WAS SHE THINKING?! HE WAS JUST AN IDIOT, JUST AND IDIOT...

His childish attitude was a giveaway. He sat down right across from her and ordered a steak platter. Lucy gave him a look, and he gave her puppy eyes, like he was hoping she'd order him something else as well.

"Do you have money with you?" she asked, twirling her finger on the tabletop. He shrugged. A vein throbbed on her forehead. She repeated her question, except it sounded like a command this time.

"A little," he admitted in a small voice. His food arrived, and his face lit up.

"Fine, then," she said, "You'll be paying for your own food."

He pouted, stuffing steak and potatoes into his mouth. "But I don't have that much money, you know!"

She glared. "How much do you have?"

"I've been warned not to tell strangers that," he replied, gulping.

To her surprise, he quickly ordered a roast turkey dinner for 4 before she could respond. Her jaw dropped open.

"You're Natsu, right?" she asked shakily. How the heck did he eat so much?

"Yup," he said, his mouth full, "What about it?"

She sighed, rolling her eyes and chewing her lip. She raised her hand to the waitress, and asked her how much the turkey dinner and steak was. Turns out, it was 30 dollars all together, including the drinks. A deal according to some standards, but she literally couldn't afford any more of this.

Lucy's mouth straightened into a firm line. She closed her eyes, huffing, then slammed her hand against the table and stood up. "I don't have time or money, for this. I'm looking for someone called the Salamander! Heard of him? No? Then I don't have any more business with you!"

Natsu looked up at in surprise. What was that she just said? He opened his mouth to say something, but her glare made him shut his mouth.

"I'm done with this," she declared, opening her purse and slapping 40 dollars onto the table. The waitress deserved a good tip after this. The pinky looked up at her with wide eyes.

"You're leaving?" he asked, honestly confused.

"YES!" she yelled.

Natsu grumbled about something inaudible, and Lucy grabbed her purse and stomped out of the restaurant and into the cold night air. He gaped at her sudden departure. The waitress came to the table, poking his shoulder.

"Looks like you just got dumped."

Lucy stormed out into the night. The chill in the air made her shiver, and she looked sorrowfully at the goosebumps on her skin. She rubbed her bare arms as she regretted not wearing sleeves.

Then again, she was glad she was out of there. That guy named Natsu was irritating. It was strange, but she felt sorry for him. Odd...

"Hey, what's with you, babe?" asked a strange voice.

Lucy's head shot up and she glared at the person who had said it. That person happened to be that guy who she had spotted outside of the restaurant earlier.

"Nothing. I'm just cold. What's with you?"

The guy shrugged. "I'm not busy or anything, if that was what you were wondering." He fluffed his dark blue hair.

She rolled her eyes.

"I just got away from some fangirls. They all want the Salamander's signature. It's been crazy!"

Lucy froze. "What do you mean... Are you the Salamander?!"

"Sure am," he said, wiggling his eyebrows, "What? Interested? Do you want an autograph too?"

A blush crept across her face. "N-no," she stuttered, "I just wanted to ask you something."

"What is it?" he asked, smoothing his hair back and then fluffing it.

"You... belong to a gang called Fairy Tail?"

Her eyes widened a second later as she felt a sharp pain in her side. She dropped to the ground, her vision dimming. Looking up in shock, she saw that the blue-haired man was grinning from ear to ear and holding a stun gun.

Damn.

Lucy awoke, her head hurting like hell. She sat up as she rubbed her forehead. Where was she?

She looked around and saw that she was laying on a posh couch in a cabin of some sort. The room was beautifully decorated, sporting orange and pink hues. Morning light filtered through the shades in the window. Moving quickly, she sat up and walked over to them, gasping when she saw that she was in a docked boat.

And that's when she remembered how she got there. She put her hands into her pocket, searching or her celestial keys. Damn. They'd been confiscated.

"Oh, God," she said, slapping her head, "Smart of you there Luce. Real smart."

"Looks like you've finally woken up, darling," said the voice from the night before.

"Salamander!" she yelled, turning and glaring at him.

He smirked. "You know that's not who I really am."

Her eyes widened. "So you aren't?"

"Of course not! He's an idiot!"

Lucy groaned.

"Don't feel like you're out of the woods, though. I'm not letting you go," said the fake Salamander, "By the way, the name's Bora."

"What?"

"And you know what? I'm actually involved in human trafficking. Guess who's my next victim?"

Lucy started backing away, a look of terror on her face.

"Looks like you have the right idea! I know plenty of old men who'd pay a high price for you," he said, grinning wickedly and picking up a piece of her blond hair.

She flinched before hissing at him and backing up, only to find that she was against the wall. She glared at Bora, who was smiling sadistically.

"You," she growled.

"Yes?" he said back, mimicking her voice, "What about me?"

"You bastard perverted idiot!" she yelled, pointing a finger at him. He blinked, saying he had no idea what she was talking about. She was about to respond but he called out to his thugs to come and tie her up.

Lucy remained silent as they bound her feet and hands. She was shoved onto the soft carpet, still glaring daggers at Bora and gritting her teeth. Tears were forming in her eyes, but it wasn't from helplessness. The way the thug was twisting her arms really hurt.

Onyx eyes widened.

The ceiling caved in on itself. Lucy screamed and Bora held up his hands in front of his face. Dirt and debris flew around, knocking one of the thugs out of commission. She gritted her teeth, closing her eyes to avoid getting dust in them.

Once it had cleared, she opened her big brown eyes again, trying to assess the situation. Her face froze in shock. Bora saw who was standing among the wreckage and immediately had a deer-in-the-headlights look. The thugs backed up, dumping Lucy on the ground. She made an 'oof' sound, falling down. Her throat made a gulping sound as she gazed up at her savior.

"Why?" she asked, dazed.

"You left your purse."

So how was the first chapter?! Next update is in 2 days, and then I'm putting them up every week. Suggestions are welcome, and if I really like something, I'll add it in before the next chapter is up.

THANKS FOR READINGGGGG! Chapter 2 will be up soon!