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"BWAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"AHAHAHAHAHA!"

"OYE! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Mest clenched his hand into a fist, about to lose his nerves. His friends were really started to piss him off right about now. It wasn't even that funny... it wasn't! They were all just a bunch of idiots and Jellal was the biggest idiot of all! He was lucky Wendy was there or else Mest would have beaten the shit right back out of him!

"Jellal! Jellal! Tell the story again! Please!" Gajeel begged out in laughter.

"I warned you she'd be nothing but trouble, I warned you Mest." Natsu laughed slapping his back.

"Alright, that's enough guys. Leave him alone now." Jellal said shoving them off of him.

That's it, the gloves were off. Mest balled his hand up into a tight fist and turned to punch Natsu straight in the jaw before jumping across the table and tackling Gajeel.

"M-M-Mest?"

Mest froze and turned his head around, spotting Wendy standing there with her hands balled up against her skirt. She was standing there alone and shaking a bit, like she was freezing, her face a bright pink.

"Wendy? Did you need something?" Jellal asked turning towards her.

He didn't call your name, idiot, Mest thought glaring at him. Wendy looked up at her brother and shook her head at him.

"I wanted to ask Mest, Mest did you want, did you want to... did you... lunch," she whispered with her bangs covering her face.

Everyone else at the table was lost, everyone but Mest who spoke Wendy language. She was asking him to join her for lunch! She was asking him to join her for lunch!

"Fuck all you guys," Mest grinned getting up, "let's go Wens."

He placed his hand on her back and started guiding her back to her table where he saw one of her friends grinning while the other was glaring over in their direction.

"I'm sorry, you were having lunch with your friends."

"No, you actually saved me. Thanks for coming to get me Wendy."

Wendy smiled lightly to herself, her hands becoming loose and swinging on her sides now. Mest grin stayed strong as he sat down at the table, "hello ladies."

"Hi Mest!" Sherria giggled.

"Wendy, why did you bring this imbecile over here?" Carla asked.

"Because... he's my boy-boy- boyfriend!" She confessed with her eyes squeezed shut.

Carla dropped her fork, Sherria started screaming, and Mest... Mest just grinned from ear to ear.

"Thanks girlfriend."

Mest didn't see the challenge of things until they started dating; only then did he start seeing what Natsu was talking about. Wendy was shy... which he knew about, but more than just shy, she was super ultra shy. She couldn't sit at his table with his friends because she fainted as soon as everyone tried talking to her, again. They couldn't hold hands at school or in public either; anytime he'd try she'd freak out and worry about what other people would think if they saw. Only in her home when they sat next to each other watching TV did she reach out and hold his hand. Kissing was absolutely out of the question... it was slow pace, very slow pace.

Totally worth it though. He fell in love with her so easily, so quickly it was amazing. Nearly two weeks after dating he told her the words. She fainted and woke up in the nurse's office with him right next to her, smiling and chuckling about never having that type of reaction from a girl before. She didn't say it back and Mest worried that if she did she'd go into a coma with how embarrassed she got.

It was a real challenge and almost got on his nerves a bunch of times, but he reminded himself of who she was and how he knew what he was getting himself into. He just wished, wished she would be more confident, so that's what he started working on with her. Confidence.

"Mest," Wendy mumbled pulling her hand away again.

"Come on Wendy, no one is looking." Mest said reaching for it again.

"Not that you notice. People see me with you Mest and they think it's a joke."

"Who cares what they think though Wendy? I love you. Please?" He begged holding out his hand.

Wendy lifted hers into his and felt their fingers intertwine. Mest smiled as they started walking again, a bright blush on her face. It wasn't so bad and it was never like she hated holding Mest's hand, they were dating after all. She just hated that she couldn't stand to the profile of being his girlfriend with the way she looked. Mest... he was handsome, so gorgeous that Wendy couldn't believe that he'd ever look down at her, but he was. Holding her hand, people would look at him and expect a beautiful super model only to see her.

"Oh my-stop, wait, total babe alert at three o'clock."

"Wowza, is that for real? Look at his eyes."

"I know right?"

"Hold on, there's a girl there holding his hand."

"Who, oh. The little girl? I bet she's like a sister or something. We should totally go talk to him."

Wendy all of a sudden stopped walking. Before Mest could ask what was wrong she went running down the street at top speed away from him.

"Wendy! Wait! You'll trip!" He called after her, chasing after her.

It was one of those lucky days though where Wendy didn't trip. She just kept running and running until her lungs burned and then she hid behind a sign in an alleyway, kneeling down and hugging her knees to her chest. She took shaky breathes as she tried to calm down, wishing that her tears would stop falling.

"Wendy! Wendy!" Mest yelled after her.

He nearly missed her if it wasn't for the blue hair peeking out on the ground. He paused and walked down the alleyway, seeing her curled up and shaking. She was crying to herself. Mest sighed out and bend down, placing his hand on top of her head.

"What happened Wendy?"

"I'm sorry Mest, I'm sorry." She whimpered.

He continued stroking her hair until she calmed down, passing her his handkerchief to wipe her tears and snot away. Wendy stood back up and blinked her eyes, refusing to look up at him.

"I love you Wendy, you, not anyone else."

"I'm sorry." She whispered again.

When they walked out of the alleyway Mest reached for her hand and held it tight. Wendy's eyes went wide as she struggled to pull away, Mest refused to let girl.

"THIS GIRL IS MY GIRLFRIEND!" He yelled at the top of his lungs.

Wendy's face completely fell as people left and right looked at the young couple. Mest was grinning as he started walking again, tugging her along.

"Now everyone knows your my girlfriend so none of them will stare anymore," he offered her.

It was embarrassing, so embarrassing... but also really sweet. Wendy smiled through her blush and for the rest of their walk home, she allowed their hands to stay intertwined.

Their lips lightly touched for the first time, brushing against each other before she turned all shy and turned away real quick. Mest blinked, amazed with how quick that was, and stared down at Wendy. She had her face away from his, all of it a bright red, even down to her ears and neck. That was one of the things he loved so much about her, that's right love, about her. How she turned red from head to toe.

Mest leaned forward again and brushed his lips against her revealing neck, Wendy squealing and falling out of her bed. There some moans afterward and Mest started laughing, leaning over and the side of the bed seeing her face first on the ground.

"You're so cute Wendy," he chuckled.

Wendy wanted to crawl under a rock and just die, but Mest wouldn't allow her to do that. When she didn't try and get up he reached down and picked her up with ease, placing her back on her bed next to him. She still had her eyes closed shut as she tried to will herself to disappear all of a sudden. She was so cute, so open, so off-guard Mest couldn't help but lean down and steal her second kiss.

"M-Mest!" She squealed pushing at his chest.

"What?" He grinned at her.

"Stop it, please."

"But that was our first kiss in weeks since we've been dating; what's the matter? No one is around. Let's try that again." He said leaning forward.

"I think my heart is about to explode." She whispered.

Mest paused for a minute and chuckled, "that feeling fades, trust me."

He grabbed her arms that were holding him back and pressed their lips together again, this time a little but more firmer. Wendy squealed against his lips and leaned back, but Mest leaned forward so their lips would stay attached. He opened his mouth to lick and nibble at the bottom of her lip and that's when she passed out on him.

She went limp and dead; Mest pulling back and blinking as her face was bright red and her eyes closed. Honestly she lasted longer than he had expected, still though. What a let down after three kisses; he wondered how it would be when they tried to have sex for the first time?

"Wendy, you sure are a lot of work," Mest sighed shaking his head at her.

He stood up and picked her up, placing her on her bed the right way and tucking her in. He bent down and left a small kiss on the corner of her lips.

"But I sure love you."