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I smiled, despite myself. She looked like an angel by that window. Her blonde hair ruffled by the slight breeze, and masked in the bright sunlight. Her voice called me to her, like a siren's. "Beau.." I shook my head, not letting the word escape. Grey's words echoed again. "What if she is that one person?"

Natsu's POV:

I cleared my throat a bit. It makes no sense, why would I be blushing. I must be catching something, which would explain why I've been feeling so weird lately. I sat across the room from Lucy, trying my best to cancel out her song.

I found myself getting sleepy, barely able to keep my eyes open. As I felt myself going under I turned my head, the last thing I saw before I fell asleep was her, and I couldn't help but mutter. "Beautiful"

Lucy's POV:

Looking out the window, I found my own little world to daydream in. There was a nest on a tree just outside the window. The mother was protecting her eggs, keeping them warm and safe, seeing that bird reminded me of my mom.

She's been gone for years now, but I still miss her so much. She'd be proud that I'm finally being who I am, and happy. She'd also probably drill me on boys and we'd go shopping. I let out a happy sigh.

Behind me I heard someone softly mutter, beautiful, and I turned to find Natsu asleep across the room from me.

He looked so peaceful in his sleep; I wondered what was making his lips pull into that flawless smile. I found myself staring at him, captured by his innocent smile.

Natsu's POV:

"Prince?" a gentle voice called. "Prince Natsu?" the voice seemed to get closer. "There you are Prince Natsu" I opened my eyes and found myself looking at Lucy, but it wasn't quite Lucy, I remember she was wearing her uniform.

The girl in front of me was wearing a long medieval gown. It was blue, and it made her look even more beautiful. I found myself smiling at the not Lucy. "What are you staring at your highness?" she said, a faint flush coloring her face.

I shook my head lightly, unable to shake my smile. "May I ask your name maiden?" he said, wondering where this maiden thing came from. He took her hand bringing it to his lips.

"I'm your mate, shouldn't you know my name?" she said, a playful smile on her lips. When she said mate, my eyes went wide. "I must be dreaming." I muttered to myself.

"Mr. Dragneel" she seemed to say. I stared at her, "What did you say?" She opened her mouth to speak, but then I heard that same voice. "Please, just tell me, is your name Lucy?" I grabbed her, holding her tight, too afraid that this dream would fade. She just stared at me, about to answer. "My name is…"

"Mr. Dragneel, you would do kindly to remember that detention is not naptime." I looked up at the voice and saw none other than Mr. Makarov. "Yes, sir" I said, trying to avoid making eye contact with Lucy.

Was that her in my dream? If it was, why did she say she was my mate? It can't be right. There is no way Lucy is my mate. She is beautiful, and she has beautiful eyes. When she looks at you, her eyes kinda sparkle like they have some sort of fire behind them.

I shook my head, what was I doing thinking things like that. There is only one person in the world for me, and if she was the one I think I'd know it. Gray's words played over and over in my head. 'What if she is that one person?'

I shot her a glance, she was still daydreaming out the window, her golden hair illuminated by the rays of sun coming through. She really looked like an angel, but still, is it possible? Could she be that one?

As always read and respond, a little shorter chapter this time, but I'll get to writing more soon.