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"HOLY JESUS MOTHER OF MARY WHAT ARE YOU WEARING LUCY?" Natsu screamed, shielding his eyes.

Lucy looked down at herself. She was wearing pajamas, nothing crazy. A light blue nightdress with white ruffles and bows. Given, they were a little on the shorter side, but Natsu had met her in a towel. Modesty was the least of her concerns now.

She had gotten used to him sneaking into her house every night, she still didn't know how he got in though. She had started making breakfast for two, and she was currently making them both pancakes.

She frowned at him. "I'm wearing pajamas Natsu. Ever heard of them? They're quite comfortable."

Yeah, I've heard of them. I just didn't expect them to look so fucking adorable and sexy at the same time on you. Shit, I must be some kind of pervert to think Lucy looks sexiest in her ruffly little-girl style pajamas. Natsu quickly wiped the thought from his brain.

Lucy inspected Natsu and realized all he was wearing were black boxers. She quickly tore her eyes from his muscled abdomen, cheeks heating. "For god's sake Natsu, you're complaining about me in my pajamas,but you're here just in your boxers! Put a damn shirt on!"

"I wasn't complaining." Natsu mumbled, coming up behind her and opening the fridge, pulling out a bottle of sriracha he had put there the day before. She watched as he poured some down his throat, straight from the bottle.

"Gross, Natsu!" Lucy smacked him with a dishtowel.

"Hey! It's not gross, it's sriracha! And sriracha is meant to be enjoyed!" He drank more of the fiery condiment, much to Lucy's chagrin. She smacked him again.

"Natsu, put the sriracha back in the fridge! It is not a beverage, it's a topping!" Lucy yelled.

Natsu pouted and put the bottle back into the fridge.

A droplet of the hot sauce caught Lucy's eye, it was situated in the corner of Natsu's mouth. Not being able to resist, she leaned in and swiped the remaining sriracha off of his mouth.

Natsu looked at Lucy, confusion evident on his face.

"Sriracha." She explained, showing him the sriracha on her finger. Quick as a flash, Natsu had captured the digit in his mouth and licked it clean, sucking slightly. His eyes found hers as he finished off his ministrations, they were shrouded with lust and intrigue. Then as fast as he had caught her finger he let go and turned back to the fridge, bracing himself against it, searching for something.

Lucy was left still holding out her finger in shock, butterflies flapping furiously in her stomach. Well, butterflies was to kind and sweet of a statement for this situation. It was more like hot and bothered rabid vampire butterflies biting her insides. I wouldn't mind if he bit me.

Lucy realized what she had just thought and squealed.

Natsu whipped around to face her. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"I-I stubbed m-my toe!" Lucy lied, smiling falsely and hopping from foot to foot.

"But… you haven't moved." Said Natsu.

"PANCAKES!" Lucy screamed, thrusting her spatula in the air. "I am making pancakes, and you are setting the table, and I will not let these pancakes burn!"

Natsu snickered at her sudden outburst and pointed at the pancakes currently on the griddle. "Too late!"

"Ack! Damn it!" Exclaimed Lucy, hurriedly flipping them over. Sure enough, the pancakes had a nice coating of char on them.

Natsu smiled and plucked one of the griddle, inspecting it. "It's okay Lucy, I like 'em burnt."

He swaggered out of the room to set the table, leaving Lucy with her mess of roaring thoughts. Who gave that salmon-haired psycho the right to make her feel all shivery and hot? Who gave him the right to make her heart fill to the brim with affection when he smiled or let loose the rapid vampire butterflies in the pit of her stomach. She was sure that he didn't feel the same way. It wasn't fair!

Natsu poked his head back into the kitchen when he smelled something burning. "Aw, thanks for making me more burnt ones, Luce!"

Lucy started to sputter and flip the pancakes over, but the damage had already been done. Fury coursed through her as she turned to Natsu who had started to look a little frightened. "PUT A DAMN SHIRT ON!"

After they had enjoyed a hurried breakfast of semi-burnt pancakes, Natsu and Lucy hopped into the car with a sullen Gray, who drove silently. Lucy tried to make conservation, but Gray only responded with grunts of indignation and Natsu was too busy panting with motion sickness on Lucy's lap, so she quickly gave up trying.

Lucy noticed Gray's uniform was more rumpled than usual and his eyes were red and puffy from crying. He didn't seem to be taking the news about Juvia and Lyon in stride. Lucy had hoped he would be more proclaiming-his-love than moping-in-defeat, but she decided it was a necessary start. He needed to realized that Juvia wasn't always going to be hung up on him, and that if he was serious about her he had to tell her.

Lucy was distracted by Natsu groaning and she looked down at him. She brushed the hair back from his face. Almost unknowingly she started to trace Natsu's face, the arc of his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, the dip of his cheekbones, his sharply carved jawline. Natsu opened his eyes and blinked up at her curiously, her gaze was intense as she slid a finger over his cupid's bow and rested it on his lips.

Natsu leaned forward a bit, just to see her reaction, and was surprised to see her face move closer to his. Just a little closer and-

Gray honked the horn and Natsu and Lucy shot apart. "I swear to god, you guys being lovey dovey is not something I can tolerate today. Can you keep it in your pants for five minutes, at least until we're at school and I can run away?"

"We aren't lovey dovey!" Complained Lucy.

"So then what was that? The whole memorizing-the-planes-of-his-face thing?"

"It was complete platonic!" Shouted Natsu.

"Oh yeah? I'm sure you guys suck face platonically too. Can you just wait for us to get to school?"

"Shut up Ice Ass!"

"Make me Flamebrain!"

Lyon's hand was sweaty, and her hand kept sliding out of his grip. He kept smiling so wide Juvia could see his gums, and it made her uncomfortable. Thank god he hadn't tried to kiss her yet, but she knew that was going to be a problem she would have to deal with soon.

In short, dating Lyon sucked, and Juvia wanted out of it.

Lyon, on the other hand, was on cloud nine, finally having convinced the girl of his dreams to go out with him.

He had picked her up from her house for the past two days and drove her home afterwards, and they walked into school together, like they were now. They were nevr not together, and Juvia found it suffocating.

Lyon had somehow captured Juvia's hand, and he kept stroking it with his thumb, which was much more creepy than romantic. If he kept sliding his slightly-wet thumb over the back of her hand, she was going to scream. Didn't anyone see how uncomfortable she was? Why wasn't anyone saving her?

Her eyes scanned the passing students, looking for someone who could get her out of this nightmare. Not Laxus or Freed or Evergreen, they wouldn't be any help. They'd just do what they were doing now, sneering at everyone. Then her eyes found Gajeel. Salvation! She stared at him pointedly until her saw her and then she mouthed help as discreetly as possible.

Gajeel nodded and came swaggering up to them. "Lyon, can I borrow my cousin for a moment?" Lyon was about to complain, but he was silenced by a glare from Gajeel. He nodded and bent down to place a sloppy kiss on Juvia's cheek before stalking off. As soon as he was out of sight Juvia scrubbed her cheek, trying to remove any trace of his gross kiss.

"What wrong Juvia?" Asked Gajeel.

"Everything. Juvia is trying to realize her self worth, but Lyon is… what's the phrase? Ah, seriously harshing my mellow."

Gajeel snickered. "He's harshing your mellow?"

"Juvia has been listening to old hippie things to cope."

"But you hate hippie music."

"Yes."

Gajeel picked at a piercing on his forearm. "Um… okay. If Lyon is… harshing your mellow, than why are you still dating him?"

Juvia toed the floor nervously. "I don't know… I'm afraid to hurt his feelings. And what will Gray-sama think?"

"You shouldn't give a shit about what Ice Tits thinks. He still doesn't have the balls to tell you… nevermind. Anyway, Juvia, are you happy?"

Juvia shook her head.

"Exactly. The whole deal about self worth is doing what makes you happy. You're dating Lyon right? Why are you still with him? To prove your self worth, right? But not to you. To Gray. That's not self worth. You're trying to make him jealous. So break up with Lyon. Be happy. Show Gray your self worth, but more importantly, show yourself. Okay, Juvia?"

"Okay." Juvia smiled up at Gajeel, and it was a sad little thing, so Gajeel enveloped Juvia in a bear hug.

Gray better say his prayers because he's a dead man walking right now.

"Erza."

"Yes, Mira?" Asked Erza, looking up from her strawberry cake. She had stabbed a piece rather aggressively, making dents in the plastic to-go container her cake was in.

"Lisanna is coming back."

Erza's cake's path to Erza's mouth was halted. She placed the fork back into the box with shaky hands. "What?"

"She finished her term in Europe and she's coming back."

"When?"

"Um… today." Mira said.

"What? And you and Elfman haven't told anyone? No one's going to be prepared… you can't just spring that up on people… especially Natsu."

"We… thought it would be better if it was a quieter thing."

"A quieter thing? You could have told the poor boy! He's going to be shell shocked! What did you think was going to happen, she'd just come back and everything would go back to normal? He was madly in love with her, she cheated on him, and he caught her! He's going to freak out! Where is he? Maybe we have enough time to tell him before Lisanna comes-" Erza shot up, ready to go warn Natsu, but Mira cut her off.

"It's too late. I think she's already talking to him."

"WHAT? Oh no. Oh no no no no no no." Erza collapsed next to Mira, her head in her hands. "Natsu…"

Natsu stood outside, he had come out to get some air, clear his head. Now he wished he hadn't.

A girl with short white hair and bright blue eyes stood in front of him, a girl he tried hard to forget.

"Lisanna."

"Natsu."

Author's Note: Hehehehehehehehe cliffhangers. Wonder what's gonna happen with Lisanna… guess you'll find out next time ;) Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please leave a review/follow/favorite! Reviews are like writer's drugs; and I'm addicted lol. Sorry about any mistakes, this was published as soon as it was finished, so tell me if I messed anything up.

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