Kitty: Okay, I know you guys love the last chapter (especially the kisses), and I asked you guys who you want Wendy to end up with and who should be chapter ten's POV, but the polls are literally ON MY PROFILE. Why do I even bother…

Wendy: This is interesting. I can't wait to see what happens in the chapter.

(Kitty doesn't own Fairy Tail.)

I honestly hate going to Jenny's house. Since she was famous (and that meant a lot of money), she had a glorious home in Manhattan. All new appliances, all new furniture, all new everything. Jenny was the type to show off her glamorous life. Thankfully, she has a home that has multiple bedrooms, so I get one of my own. She even let me decorate it with my pictures and stuff. So maybe the house isn't so bad.

When we pulled up to her house, Natsu's mouth was completely open. I guess the brick house would be pretty jaw-dropping. It wasn't too large, but it wasn't the size of a normal house. I guess a five bedroom house would be large. Huh.

"Jenny lives here? How is she able to afford this? It's got to cost like, a million or something." He said in awe. I laughed before putting the car in park. "She leases it. She told me about it last so I could 'learn the trick of the trade.'"

Natsu just nodded his head and continued to gaze at the impressive house. Not that I blame him. It's a pretty awesome house.

Walking over to Natsu, I laughed again. "Relax," I said. "It's just a house. One with judgemental friends of my annoying cousin." The last part was mainly to myself, but it seems like that didn't make Natsu any less nervous. He adjusted his tie nervously and look at the house again. The tie was kinda done sloppily, and with his nervous fidgeting, it looked worse. I shook my head. Jenny will freak if she saw that.

"Here. Let me fix that for you." I said while walking towards him. He glanced at the house before looking at me. Jenny was probably watching us, and her friends were probably gossiping. There was no doubt in my mind about that. Still, I reached forward and grabbed the black piece of fabric in my hands. It only took a few seconds to do (thankfully.)

When I was done, I could see the slight blush on his face. His face was completely neutral despite the foreign coloring on his face. I knew I was blushing; it always happens for things like this. But I still smiled and said, "There. Now you're perfect for meeting the witches."

He smirked and held out his arm for me. I put my own arm through his, my smile never faltering. Good. Now I can most definitely convince Jenny and her army of annoying sluts who are complete bitches that I do have a boyfriend. Haha! Bow down to your new queen, bitches!

The door flew open before we even reached the front step, causing both of us to jump slightly. There, in all her sparkly glory, was my beloved cousin. Her silvery dress was both strapless and tight, ending just above the knee and giving the whole world a perfect view of her cleavage. Her blonde hair was up in her classic ponytail. You know, the one with ample volume that just makes her look like an even bigger bitch than she already is.

"Lulu! You've finally made it! I was worried that you were caught in an accident or meany Uncle Jude held you back or maybe-oh my gosh! Is this him? The boyfriend? The boy on the staircase I met the other day? Oh my, Lulu, you're so lucky! He is absolutely gorgeous! What's you're name?" She asked Natsu excitedly. Natsu blinked stupidly. "Uh…" He said. "Natsu…?"

Jenny grinned wider. "Oh my! I love that name! You must be Japanese then. Am I right?" She blinked her big blue eyes to get an answer. I got to get her to teach me that. Maybe I can get free stuff that way like she does.

Natsu's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and he cocked his head. "Yeah," he said. "My mom's parents are from Japan. Osaka actually." I looked up at him. He was Japanese? I guess that would explain his strange name, tan skin, and his slanting eyes. Plus, his mom had an oddish name, too. His entire family did, but his mom sounded kind of like an asian name.

This seemed like no shock to my cousin as she just grinned and swept her arm towards the inside of the house as if saying 'come in.' We did and were immediately greeted by the modern and classy decor of Jenny's home. People were in the living room and kitchen drinking wine and socializing. Some I recognized as broadway or movie actresses/actors. Others were famous singers. A few were some fashion designers. Jenny always knew the most glamorous people.

"Lulu, you are so going to thank me for who I invited tonight. I took a hell of a lot of convincing, and she barely agreed to come, but I got…" She was stopped when Cobra-a famous musician who had the most ridiculous stage name-asked where one of her many bathrooms were. Jenny pointed him to the right one before continuing. "Where was I? Oh, right. Lucy Heartfilia, you are so going to thank me. I got the one person who you've been dying to meet for years to finally come. Now remember: she's still a celebrity, so be on your best behavior."

She directed us to the backyard where most of her guests were. One one side, there were her immense amount of presents. On the other side were foods of deliciousness that I'm pretty sure I know none of the names. Jenny continued to lead us through the crowd of famous people to the second refreshments table. I could vaguely see a shape and hair color that's familiar, but I couldn't really tell who it was.

My cousin stopped at one of the women standing there and tapped on her shoulders. My eyes widened, my breath nearly stopped, and I gripped onto Natsu tighter. "Oh my gosh…" I whispered. Standing before me was the one person I've been idolizing since I have began photography ten years ago. Kagura Mikazuchi.

Her dark purple hair was braided down her shoulder and a white headband held back her bangs. Her golden eyes looked at us three curiously as she slowly finished chewing the strawberry tart that she was eating. Jenny seemed unfazed as she said, "Lucy, I want you to officially meet Kagura Mikazuchi. Kagura, please meet my dear cousin Lucy. She's been idolizing you for years and really admires your work."

Kagura swallowed before putting her plate down. She put her left hand up to her mouth as she spoke. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lucy. I can assume that you are a photographer as well?"

I couldn't breathe. Maybe that's a bad thing for a girl with asthma, but who the fuck cares? I have my inhaler with me and an extra in my bedroom upstairs. That's right. I have my own room here.

"Y-yes, ma'am. And i-it's nice to meet you t-too." I stuttered. Oh gosh. Now I'm stuttering. Can I embarrass myself any further? Just before I could faint, I felt Natsu remove his arm from mine and wrap it around my shoulders, pulling me close to him. Never have I've been more grateful for him to do this ever.

Kagura laughed and drew her hand back. "It's always great to meet a fan-a photographer one no less. One do you specialize in? Places? Nature? People?" Her smile was a little awkward, but I could tell that it was probably because of all of the people here. She wasn't exactly known for her friendliness. Smiling shyly, I said, "Mainly people, but I also do things that excite me or give me the good feelings." My answer seemed to have pleased her as she nodded.

We talked for several more minutes before Jenny decided that now would be the most appropriate time to do the couples games. I looked up at Natsu worryingly and prayed that this won't be as awkward as I envisioned it. But he just continued to grin his lopsided grin as if nothing is wrong, and nothing is. Why am I worrying? We'll just make shit up as we go. Yeah. That's what we'll do.

"Okay!" Jenny said while clinging onto Hibiki lovingly, a microphone in her hand. He looked down at her and smiled. Damn those two making everything seem so easy. "Time to play Questionnaire! I'm going to randomly pick five couples to answer questions about their significant others out of a super cute hat! If you're name is called, then you come up here and wait until further instructions. And the first couple is…" Her hand swirled in the cute fedora before pulling out a pink slip of paper. "Sherry and Ren!"

Sherry-a pink haired beauty that just so happens to be Vogue's cover model for this month-eagerly grabbed her male model boyfriend and practically ran up to the five lawn chairs. Three other couples were called (I honestly can't be bothered with their names; there's just too many) before Jenny placed the hat down, the last couple unannounced. There was a chorus of confusion rumbling throughout the crowd of forty-ish people before the blonde cleared it up.

"For the last couple, I decided that I would let me dear cousin and her gorgeous hunk of a boyfriend to join us! Come on up here you two!" She said, her smirk quickly spreading on her face. Oh shit. She thinks that I just paid him to be my boyfriend. She's just like Zeref and is questioning whether it's real or fake. Holy motherfucking shit, I'm screwed. Are my lungs tightening? Hey is that a bird? Why are my legs moving? Why am I sitting in a chair next to a gorgeous singer? Why am I being handed a white board and a marker?

"Okay, contestants! I need all the men over here so that they don't oversee their girlfriends' answers." Natsu and the others went to go stand next to Hibiki (what the hell is he doing here anyways? He's just standing there.) They were each handed a number that obviously corresponded with the glittery number on our boards. With a giggle, Jenny continued. "Now that that's out of the way, I'm going to explain the rules. I'm going to ask one of you guys a question using your numbers. You have to try and guess what your girlfriend wrote on her board. If you get it right, you get three points. Get it wrong, you get negative five points. Easy? Let's start!"

She's going to start with me isn't she?

"Couple number five!" Yep. She is. Jenny picked up one of the notecards and began reading from it. "Natsu," she looks at him, "Who is Lucy's best friend?" That's too easy. Shaking my head, I wrote down Rogue before looking up at Natsu. He winked. "Easy. Rogue Cheney."

I flipped the board to reveal the right answer. The crowd of tipsy celebrities cheered at him. I smiled. Maybe this party won't be so bad.

This was the worst fucking party of my life. The entire time, Jenny was always nominating us two to play in the games as a 'right of passage into dating life.' Translation: I don't think you two are really dating so you have to prove it. Bitch.

After Natsu dropped me off at home, I immediately called up Rogue. "Jenny was being a bitch today." I said as soon as I landed on my bed. My fuzzy gray pillow was just a few inches away from me.

"You're not supposed to say 'bitch', Lucy."

"WENDY! GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE!"

"NOT UNTIL YOU GIVE ME BACK MY CURLING IRON!"

I sighed and held the phone away from my ear to save my hearing. They do this often. To pass the time, I went on my email. Maybe something good will come out of this day after all. I typed in the website before typing in my email. Rogue and Wendy were still shouting at each other on the other side of the phone. I rolled my eyes before their attention was caught by a very interesting email. I clicked on it, curious as to what it was.

Dear Ms. Heartfilia,

You have been selected as one of the ten selected for round one of the 2015 Ammetuer Photographer contest here at Harold's Inc. Round Two's release date will be in approximately one week. Good luck to you and congratulations.

Janice Coleman

Harold's Inc. Secretary

I have never screamed so loudly in my life. Rogue and Wendy stopped their quarrelling momentarily to ask if I was alright. Both of my parents ran into my room, my mom in a bathrobe and my dad without a shirt. I don't even want to know what they were doing. "Lucy, what's wrong?" Mom asked when she walked in. Her blonde hair was dripping down her shoulder. I grinned and showed her my laptop. "I'm in the top ten!" At this point, I had hung up on the fighting siblings and they were currently trying to call me back.

Her shoulders visibly relaxed as she sighed out. "God, Lucy," she said. "I thought you were seriously hurt or somebody broke in! Don't do that!" Smiling guiltily, I apologized.

Dad stepped forward. "You're in the top ten of what?" He asked, bringing me back to the euphoria I had just felt. My smile widened, and I turned my laptop around to show them the email. They came forward to read it-well, Mom did. Dad cussed and went to go get his reading glasses. When he came back, he read the whole thing out loud (because Mom decided that she should wait for Dad to be back before reading) for us all to hear. I nearly screamed again as he read it out loud.

"You entered a photography contest?" My parents said in unison. Mom's voice was filled with shock. Dad's was anger. I nodded, too happy to respond. I knew that Dad was going to be furious that I entered it, but I doubt that he will be for long once he realizes the prize for it. His face was starting to turn red-a sign that he was getting angry. "Without either of our permission? Why would you do that?"

"Because if I won, I would get two thousand dollars and some camera stuff. Plus, I would get recognition within the photography world. My picture would be hung up at Harold's Inc in the winner's section of the lobby. It's a great thing for me to do as an aspiring photographer." I said, getting up from my bed. I knew my face was getting red. It's the one thing about my father that I got and knew I had. Mom stepped away from us, knowing that if she was too close, she could possibly lose an eardrum.

Dad sighed and shook his head. "This wanting to be a photographer has to stop, Lucy. It's not a proper profession. You're going to end up living in our house your entire life, broke, unmarried, and stupid because you decided to not get an education and instead pursue a stupid little… little… hobby!" He yelled. "This," he gestured to the many pictures on my walls, "is a bloody hobby! There's no bloody reason to be doing this! I've allowed you to do this in hopes that you would eventually get your head out of the clouds and do something productive! But now I see that it was a stupid idea."

"Stupid? Stupid?! Stupid?! This was not a stupid idea! It helped me realized what I want to do! Photography helped me make my friends that I have now, and it helped me get over living with a narcissistic, controlling father like you! I hate you!" I screamed before shoving past him. By the time he realized what I said, I was already at the bottom of the stairs and grabbing my purse. I shuffled through to look for my keys as I was walking out of the door. "You get the hell back here, young lady! We're not done!" He bellowed.

"Screw you, old man," I huffed as I pulled out of the driveway. "Screw you down to hell."

Rogue's red eyes blink in confusion when he saw me twenty minutes later. "Uh… Did we have something planned tonight?" He asked as I pull him out to the porch. Turning around, I said, "No, but I need to go somewhere where my dad won't find me, and I don't know where else to go. Any ideas?"

He thinks for a second before snapping his fingers. "Levy! You two should totally get to know each other more, and what perfect way than to stay over at a friend's?" He grinned his little Rogue grin as he waited for my answer. I shook my head. "It's a Sunday night. I don't know how she would react to that. Plus, her clothes won't fit me. Anything else?"

Again, he thinks while I went over to their porch swing. It's been here since before the house was even bought-and his parents owned the house for twenty years. One wrong move and it's a one-way ticket to 'I'm gonna have to sleep on my stomach because my ass hurts way too fucking much.' It doesn't help that there's rose bushes right behind it.

Rogue came over and sat down right next to me. He hummed a bit. "What about…? No, you two aren't friends. Oh! There's-no, that would work… I could always call Yukino, but there's a chance Sting would be there, too. Just whose house can you go to…?" All of a sudden, he stands up, causing the swing to jerk. "Mira! Mira would definitely welcome you in her home, and she'll want to hear about Natsu! It's perfect! I'm going to call her right now!"

Before I could even get a word out, he went inside to get his phone. I was left outside to be alone with my scary thoughts. Being alone with Mira? And Lisanna? I don't know if I could handle it, but I'll have to if I don't want to face the wrath of my dad. At least I don't have to go back home to get my bookbag. Normally, on weekends where I've already did my homework or didn't have any, I just keep it in my car. Did I have homework? Oh shit, not again. It's probably read some shitty thing in the shitty physics book or something.

Rogue was back out in five minutes, interrupting my thoughts and replacing them with new ones. "Good news," he said. "She would be glad to have to come over. She's texting me the address right now. Did you know that she lives like ten minutes away from Aquarius's cafe? Your dad would never expect it!"

"Yeah, yeah. Just give me the address."

"Oh right."

I said my goodbyes to Rogue before setting off towards Mira's. This is going to be interesting. Not only is this my first time going over to her house, it's also a Sunday. And there's her brother and sister. And parents. Oh, I hope she lives in a big house. Am I intruding? I hope I'm not intruding. Do I have my inhaler? Shit. Wait, nope. Nevermind. It's in the glovebox. Maybe this wasn't the best idea.

But then I got to Mira's place, and all my worries suddenly slipped away, and I saw the cute little house that they lived in. Mirajane was already waiting outside for me by the time I got there. "LUCY!" She shouted. Her arm was waving vigorously. "YOU'RE HERE!"

She was at my car by the time I got out. She grabbed my hands and said, "You have to tell me everything that happened this weekend between you and Natsu. But let's get you inside first. Do you have underwear? It's okay if you don't. I'm always prepared in case somebody randomly comes over like this and forgets it. Don't worry, they're not used." The platinum blonde beauty continued to ramble on as she led me into the house. I noticed that there was a whole wall of a platinum family and a few dogs. It made the home cozier than the outside did. Mira led me into the kitchen where she got out a chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and two spoons. "So…" She drawled. "Spill. Tell me everything."

And I did. I told her from the beginning of the first 'date'-leaving out the kisses for the last part- all the way to the end of today. Mira listened intentively and even put her input in every now and then. "Is there anything else?" Her spoon dug into the ice cream as she asked. I nodded. "He kissed me. Twice. But I don't think he knows I was awake for the second one."

The sound of a spoon falling and hitting the ground echoed throughout the kitchen. I looked up, curious as to why she dropped her spoon. Her blue eyes were as wide as they could possibly be. "He… what?"

"He kissed me."

Her hands slammed onto the kitchen island so loudly that I had to make sure not to drop my spoon. She leaned in closer and narrowed her eyes slightly. "You better not be lying to me, Lucy. It could be very bad if you did. Now. Did he really kiss you, or are you lying?" I shrunk back a little and nodded. "H-he did kiss me. I swear it! He did it last night!" Did I just kiss and tell?

Mira leaned back calmly, and for a minute there, I thought she wasn't going to do anything. But then she squealed. Loudly. It was ear-shattering loud. I put my hands over my ears and watched as she jumped up and down. She twirled about the kitchen, grabbing random things and clutched them to her chest. I wasn't sure if she was going to stop until she said, "I have to tell Erza!" Then she ran over to the stairs and went up. Sighing, I scooped another scoop of icecream.

"So he kissed you, huh?" Lisanna's voice echoed behind me. I jumped. Swallowing the ice cream, I nodded. Is she going to start a catfight? Is she going to threaten me? What's going to happen?

Lisanna nodded and turned around. I blinked. Nothing? "So he chose you," she said. She smiled a wry smile. "Just don't break him, okay? He's a fragile thing."

She left before I could say anything, and Mira came before I could go after her. "So Erza says that she's already beginning to tell people about the party next week, and… Lucy? Are you okay?"

"Huh?" I said, not really paying attention. Her eyebrows scrunched up. "I asked if you are okay? You seemed kinda spacey for a minute." I gave her a smile and nodded. "Yeah. Just thinking about something. What were you saying? Something about Erza and a party?"

I let Mira go on for the rest of the night. My mind was still on what Lisanna said. Natsu's not fragile! I'm the fragile one! I'm the crew member on a ship that gets swept off in the middle of a storm. He's the sturdy boat that stays up even from the roughest wave. There's no way that he could break!

But boats can sink.

Kitty: This shit is rushed, and it's shitty, and I don't have the time/patience to edit it. I have a shitload of homework that I put off until the last minute, and I only have until next Wednesday until school starts. Plus, I'm booked entirely Monday and Tuesday, so I have until Sunday night to do it.

Gray: You're fucking screwed.

Kitty: Shut the fuck up, Gray.