AN: Okay first off, I want to thank everyone that read and reviewed this story you guys gave me encouragement . since I'm on holiday right now I'll probably be updating this story everyday. So on with the story.

Disclaimer :as you all know I don't own fairy tail.

Chapter 2:

Erza's pov

Curious I lifted my head and felt the breath catch in my throat."that's Jellal", Kagura informed me, although I barely registered what she said as my interest was captured by the tall male figure who had just entered the room.

He possessed broad-boned features, a strong jaw and his mouth was chiseled to perfection but what struck her about his appearance was the distinctive blue colour of his hair and the red tattoo that laid above and continued below his right eye. I felt myself wanting to trace every inch of the intricate design. It was evident in his stance, the assessing quality in his brown eyes as they roamed the room and it's occupants. They flicked towards me paused, then settled in astonishment at my Scarlet hair which was currently styled in a lazy bun, then slowing I felt his gaze travel from my head and downwards and for the first time in my life I felt self conscious,I hope the simple black dress was enough.

He then smiled in appreciation and there was no power that could suppress the faint shiver feathering it's way down my spine at the intensity of that look. It stripped away the conventional barrier of clothes, lingerie and stroked her skin. It took considerable effort to match his gaze but I'll be damned if I conceded him any sort of victory by glancing away.

Broad shoulders beneath expensive tailoring, and his shoes were hand-tooled leather. Probably in his mid 20's or he might even be as old as me, but he was definitely not the middle-aged paunchy balding man I had envision. I watched as he worked great room during an introductory circuit, noting the undoubted charm, the easy smile and grace of movement that implied a high level of physical fitness.

Normal Pov :

"Erza Scarlet", Simon's mother introduced, reaching their side. "her family is one of our long term friends." Jellal reached forward, took hold of her hand and raised it to his lips. Erza's eyes flew open as he placed a brief open-mouthed kiss to her palm, then he curled her fingers as if to seal the blatant action. Heat flooded her veins, coursing through her body as each nerve end sprang into vibrant life.

"Erza." his voice held no Spanish accent at all. He smirked and added, "we meet again."

Erza's pov:

Again? I'd never met him in my lifetime. If I had surely I'd remember. I was once again conscious of Kagura's as well as her mother's surprised gaze coupled with Simon's sharp attention. "you've already met?", Simon's mother asked.

"awhile back, I met her when she was studying in paradise University, "Jellal declared with ease.

A calculated guess? Somehow I doubted it. Which immediately drew the question as to how he came by the information." really? ", Simon's mother questioned after a few seconds of silence. I watched in fascination as he looked at me and directed a blatantly sensual smile and said." how could I forget? ". I should deny we'd ever set eyes on each other, and accuse him of being a sexist opportunist but instead I heard myself say.

"your capacity to remember surprises me". As soon as the words left my lips, I wondered at the wisdom of playing his game. Maybe it was an attempt to alleviate the matchmaking techniques employed by two sets of parents or I was just going crazy. Jellal's eyes never left mine and I felt he could read my mind or worse, he could break down the walls she'd learnt to erect and divine a path to her soul. just the thought of what he could do to a woman, and how he would do it was enough to raise all her body hairs in a gesture of... anticipation?

My eyes dilated at a highly erotic image, one that was so erotic I was unable to subdue the flare of heat from my innermost core.

As Jellal was about to say something he was interrupted by Simon's mother who had already dragged him off to introduce him to the other guests. Before he left something moved in his expression, then he smiled as he allowed his hostess to steer him away.