Lucy staggered behind Gajeel (who had a pouting Levy slung over his shoulder) as they approached the restaurant.

Why they were even there in the first place, was a question Lucy would like to know the answer of.

They legit almost got killed, and Gajeel had simply gotten out of the car, marched towards the entrance humming a weird song ('Shoo be do ba' he called it), and slung Levy over his arm. He didn't even bother to put the luggage back inside the car nicely. He got out and kicked one bag which flew into another. And another. And another. He seriously played soccer with suitcases, using Lucy's car as a goal.

And no, she was not pleased.

She herself, was still incredibly shocked since her life flashed before her eyes a mere minute ago, but nonetheless followed Gajeel into the restaurant.

She was pretty sure he was well-known in this place, too based on his entrance.

"Hey!" Gajeel yelled, ignoring the wails of a blushing Levy. "Idiots, did ya' miss me?" He smirked grandly, opening his free arm in welcome as he shouted at the bystanders seated at nearby tables. Lucy nearly fell flat on her face. Embarassing. This was probably one of the few moments in Lucy's life where she just wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

She just hoped none of the people here knew her, and spread bad rumors. She still needed to find a lover by the end of the month.

So of course, the usual reaction was played. Stares were given, and silence was ensued.

And, then of course, all hell broke loose.

"AYE, It's GAjeEl!" "Metal-mouth!" "Screws-for-shit!" "GAJEEL!" "AYE, BOIIII-HIC-IIII."

Lucy barely stepped to the side to avoid getting killed for the second time that day, when tables were flipped (yes, full on tables), while some (crazy) people simply leaped up to trample on their food, using their dishes as a launchpad to tackle the large man - who was still holding poor dear Levy.

Dirt, booze, and fish (wait-fish?) were thrown into the air. The doors slammed shut behind the trio, and Gajeel was soon lost in a mob of people, a smirk playing on his face. Levy let out a shriek of fright when she was caught up in the madness, leaving Lucy feeling sorry for her. Tons of weird looking people (for some reason a lot of the male customers here had spiky hair) suddenly started attacking the pierced man, throwing punches and kicks at him, and Gajeel didn't fail to return the offer.

Soon, it sort of just turned into a free-for-all cuss war.

"AW, HOW YOU BEEN, YA LITTL' FUCKER?" "FinE, THANKS FOR ASKIN' YA LITTLE SHI-" "FIGHT ME, STUPID." "FUCK YE-" "That. Was. My. CAKE."

Lucy froze. That was quite a scary voice.

All the men who had been involved in the mayhem of punches and jabs, were now hugging each other and screaming like little girls.

"FUCK, IT'S ERZA." "DIE, IMBECILES." "AIIEEEEEEE!"

The sounds of the hits that red-haired women had landed were pretty nasty, and Lucy immediately felt sorry for anyone who had gotten in the way of the girl's poor dessert. Five minutes later, and a stack of bodies of men were made with the scarlet haired female warrior seated on top, enjoying another slice of strawberry shortcake. Gajeel, being her cushion.

Lucy was in the middle of saying her prayers, when a voice interrupted her. "L-L-Lu..." "Oh my god, Levy?!"

The blonde watched in horror, when the frazzled bluenette crawled out from underneath a table cloth. "I-Is it over?" Lucy reached down to help her groaning friend up. "Yeah, it is." Lucy sighed, nodding over to the pile of men moaning in agony.

"Well," The scarlet haired girl seemed to have finished her plate of sweetness, as she jumped off large tower of males to dust her hands off. "looks like we have someone new here!" She flashed a smile Lucy's direction, and a shiver went down her spine. Levy was still dizzy from the mess she had been brought in.

She strutted over to the two confidently, her chest lifted. She had long flowing bright red hair, and beautiful dark toned eyes to match. Her bangs were swept to the side, and she wore a plain outfit that still hugged her figure tightly. No make-up on and a natural beauty. Lucy had to applaud her for staying so neat without the assist of beauty products.

"Actually," she stopped when she stood in front of the blonde, only to narrow her eyes at her. "I think we've met before..." Lucy raised an eyebrow. "Have we?" She nodded, and now that Lucy took a closer look she did seem familiar...

"Are you Lucy?" She eyed said girl up and down, skeptically. "Erza?" Lucy's head was hit with remembrance with the vague memory of her high-school friend.

"Yes! Wow, it's been so long!" Erza clapped her hands together in joy, beaming. Lucy sighed happily. She was overjoyed, that this wasn't just some random scary stalker woman. "Right?" She smiled, and Erza invited her to take a seat where she had been already dining.

Gajeel and the others had already recovered, and were bickering again, but Erza ignored it. She brought Levy (who she also remembered) and Lucy over to a circular table where a blue haired man was already seated at. The red haired girl blushed, before introducing the two. "Girls, this is Jellal, he's my f-fiance.." Lucy's eyes widened in shock, before both she and Levy burst into squeals. "Omigosh, really?" Levy gushed, holding out her hand for the polite man to shake. "My name's Levy. This is Lu- Or Lucy. Congratulations! When's the marriage?"

Erza shrugged sheepishly. "We actually don't know yet. We're thinking at the beach maybe." She admitted, the pink tint still lightly coating her cheeks. Lucy let out another squeal of happiness, as the three took a seat at the table.

The next hour or so was a flurry of simple catching up, and recall backs. Talk about the old school they used to attend, Magnolia High, and other simple things and topics (like Lucy's little boyfriend problem). Erza had ordered more food for the two extra persons, and Lucy was stuffed in no time.

"Has anyone approached you yet?" Erza questioned, when the topic led back to Lucy's issue.

She shrugged in response. "Well, one." She said, but quickly her face twisted and she cringed. "But, he was definitely not mature enough for a date." "Oh? What happened?"

Lucy explained again about the pink haired guy (why did everyone want to know about this dude, anyways?) and his little game of kicking-her-out-and-getting-ice-cream charade.

"Gihee, sounds like Salamander."

Lucy flinched in surprise, when Gajeel's deep voice seemed to come out of no where.

"Huh? What?"

The dark haired man was standing behind his girlfriend, resting his arm on her head (which she didn't look to happy about). A lazy smirk graced his lips, causing the two metal piercings underneath his chin to slant upwards. Lucy furrowed her eyebrows together. "You know this dude?" Jellal and Erza looked at each other simultaneously before the red-head piped up. "Yeah, he should've been here around forty-five minutes ago, though." Her face contorted in confusion and a flash of worry.

Gajeel seemed to brush it off though. "Don't sweat it. He probably got lost again."

As if on cue, a familiar voice yelled from the door. "What'd you say, metal-mouth?"

Lucy froze, her sweat running cold. Oh, no.

Gajeel turned around, breaking into a grin. "You heard me, Salamander." A growl. "For your information, I had a few errands to run for Snowflake, here."

Oh, no.

"Hahhh? Flame-balls, you finished your snow cone shopping an hour ago." "You really don't know when to shut up, now do you, ice balls?" "Is that a challenge, you damn Pyro?" "Bring it, frozen-freak."

Erza immediately stood up from her chair, and both she and Gajeel began to walk towards the familiar sound of chaos. "Boys," Erza thundered, and two small, "eeps!" were heard. "Are we fighting?" Jellal let out a bitter laugh. "That's her death tone." He pointed out, nodding towards his lover.

"N-N-N-no ma'am!"

"Good. Natsu, come over here. I want you to meet someone."

"H-h-Huh?"

Lucy stiffened. Shoot.

Levy eyed her best friend, who was sweating nervously. "No. No. Please don't Erza, I really don't want to meet this guy again..." Lucy cringed. She knew what kind of dude this man was. When he sees her, he'll act all chummy, think they're friends, he'll fall in love, and Lucy'll get herself in a hot mess.

"Pleeasseeee, don't bring him over here..." Lucy continued to hope, her back still facing the four that were making their way towards the table. Jellal shot her a confused look, but decided against asking a question. Levy didn't really know what to do, but she reached over and squeezed her friend's palm.

Silence.

She heard silence.

Lucy didn't move for two minutes, just to make sure. The familiar voices were gone. "D-Did they leave?" Lucy asked, not turning around. Levy took a glance behind her. "Yeah, it looks like Erza was called over by someone, and the boys are fighting again." Lucy let out a sigh of relief, before allowing herself to turn around.

"Thank the lor-" "Hey! It's blondie!"

"BGAHHH!"


A/ns: Short chapter, sorry loves! Another filler, gomen! You reviewers make my heart flsoar. I swear, you guys are awesome. Anyways, I'll probably come back tomorrow with more LucyxNatsu interactions, so stay tuned! More introductions, and guys, if you're into crime, come on and visit my profile page and check out my story 'Killer'. If you've already read it, you might want to re-follow that (if you already were) since it glitched, and it wouldn't notify you guys when I posted Chapter two, so I had to delete it and re-post it. (Sorry, advertisement going on) Anyways, See you guys soon!