HELLO! I AM NOT DEAD DURING THE HOLIDAYS! :)

But seriously, I'm sorry about the wait.

I have a good reason, I swear.

See, I wrote the Jerza and Laxana chapter coming up next, and then...

BLAM! EVERYTHING ERASED!

AND THEN MY F****** COMPUTER WENT APESH*T AND FORGOT EVERYTHING!

It was kinda sad because I had GOD-KNOWS-HOW-MUCH data stored on there.

Including the new Jerza chapter I had saved on there.

So, then I came down with the belief that Jellal x Erza was cursed, so I stopped writing for a bit.

But anyways, I finally got it perfectly, so PLEASE

ENJOY! LAXANA AND JERZA!

Erza POV

Well.

That was definitely unexpected.

I mean, anyone with a brain would know that Bixlow asked Lisanna out once.

But that he would pay only $15 dollars for her? Shameful on Bixlow's part.

But I must focus on the auction.

Next up is Ms. Alberona. She is the teachers' resident drunk. And something tells me she is definitely not sober right now.

As soon as she walks up to the stage, she faints.

Living proof of the fact a person can stay drunk all the time and still get a job. How, I have no clue.

I zone out for a bit, looking around for him, as Ms. Alberona is carried off the stage by Mr. Dreyar the III.

Don't let the title on his name fool you. He is not a stuck- up moron. There are two Mr. Dreyars at Fairy Tail. One is the vice principal, and the other is a tech teacher.

I feel happy that Ms. Alberona was won by Mr. Dreyar III.

And now it's my turn.

I walk up on the stage, and the auctioneer starts his drill.

"Erza Scarlet, boys, the red haired Titania here!"

A bid goes up from the perverted janitors.

And Jellal came in and gave a higher bid.

"$50, going once, going twice, SOLD!"

Jellal comes up, and I take his arm while he pays. Then we both leave.

Jellal POV

So, that went well. Luckily, that Ichiya bastard didn't pop out of nowhere like he usually does and pull what I now call a Gajeel.

As in, come and raise the bet one fucking dollar higher.

This was the last of my savings from my part-time job. Those bastards made me help pay for their medical bills.

As we were walking out though, just guess who pops out like a freaking jack-in-the-box.

You get three guesses, and the first two don't count.

If you guessed Ichiya, you win!

Ichiya had obviously been running for a long time, as it showed in his panting.

And he was shocked that I had gotten there before he did.

"Erza, you won't pick this... this... lousy louse! Right?" His insults are even bad.

"As a matter of fact, Ichiya, she already chose me."

Then I kiss her.

I know I kissed her a few times to get her to like me, but not in front of other

people. Same goes for her.

She tastes like strawberry cake. Fittingly.

Erza kisses me back. I wish this would never end.

When we finally break apart for air, we look at the pile of ash and dust that USED to be Ichiya.

I smirk. SOMEONE has finally realized that Erza likes someone other than him.

Speaking of which...

I look at Erza.

She's standing in the same position, and blushing.

I walk over and give her a hug. "Erza, let's go home now."

"Okay."

We walk back, holding hands. I wish I could stay like this forever.

AND FINALLY I AM ABLE TO KILL ICHIYA! YAY!

THIS IS AWESOME!

But still, must move on!

ROKINO AND MIRAFREED!

Yukino POV

I guess I am one of those people who really care what people think about them.

At least, that's what my friends tell me.

They also say I'm too trusting.

This is the reason, I guess, why I zone out during Ms. Strauss's bidding.

There were a thousand questions racing through my mind.

Will someone pick me?

Will I contribute anything to this auction?

The only thing I remember about the auction other than the questions, was Mr. Justine carrying Ms. Strauss off the stage.

I remember this because I was jealous of her, then ashamed that I was jealous.

And then it was my turn.

This is when I started to panic.

Was I going to be good enough?

I hope so...

Was my stalker going to show up?

I kept on feeling someone watching me, even when I was once in the showers. Then I heard someone walk out when I couldn't see.

I hope it was not a boy.

But still, who else would hide in the showers?

"Yukino Aguria, gentlemen!"

Oh crap! I missed my cue!

I run onto the stage, and fall on the stairs from the back.

This is the worst thing that has ever happened to me!

I start to cry. Why me?

"$25, everyone!"

Someone would bet on me? I thought they would scoff at me!

"SOLD!"

I turn to see the person that bought me.

I've seen him in class. His name is Rogue.

He's faintly blushing as he's offering his hand to me.

I try to smile, and grab it.

Then I fall again, feeling a throbbing pain in my ankle. The crying starts again.

Oh God, it hurts!

Then I feel something around my waist.

Rogue is supporting me right now.

Then he lifts me bridal style, like Ms. Strauss and Mr. Justine, and carries me out.

Rogue POV

This was not the best thing I have ever done in my life.

Come on. If you think I'm a sissy, try this:

a) peep in a lady's shower, and

b) carry her, while trying to avoid any naked mental images.

DAMN YOU STING!

Silently cursing in my head, I carry her outside.

Then, to my surprise, Yukino hops down, wincing.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"I'm fine."

Huh? She was obviously in pain.

"You're obviously in pain. Let me carry you back."

"It's fine. But I want to ask one question: are you my stalker?"

Huh?

"What do you mean?"

"I keep feeling someone staring at me as I walk down the hallway at school, in class, even in the shower! I think I'm going crazy!"

Okay, so MAYBE I followed her a bit, but that was because I was still pondering if I liked her or not.

MAYBE.

"If it helps, I will help you find out your mystery stalker, okay?"

"You will?"

"Sure. You just have to come with me to the prom."

"Okay, Rogue."

"Are you sure you don't need help with that ankle?"

"I'm sure."

"Alright. See you later."

Yukino limps off.

I should have offered to carry her home.

Yes, Rogue, you should have, you lowlife!

My opinion.

I just realized this is the first time I wrote anything in Yukino's POV.

I'm sorry, Yukino fans. TT^TT

But still...

LAST PAIRINGS FOR THE AUCTION!

ZEREF X MAVIS AND MINERVA X STING!

Minerva POV

I feel slightly bad for Yukino.

But then again, who doesn't? She is the clumsy one among us.

No offense to her.

To be honest, I used to think that she was a weakling. That was before I realized that power is not everything.

I guess that is the reason I am scared of the dark.

...

THE PRINCIPAL IS OFFERING HERSELF?! THE FUCKING PRINCIPAL?!

WHAT THE HELL?!

This is sooooo going to attract the perverted janitors.

And that homicidal stalker we heard is stalking her.

NO LIE. I SAW HIM LITERALLY TORTURE AND KILL A DEER.

HE IS SOOOO A HOMICIDAL STALKER.

Aaaaand...

What do you know, I was right!

Note my sarcasm.

Bought by a homicidal stalker, for $30!

Her day surely will get much worse.

But it is now my turn.

I am the last one.

Honestly, I don't care about the stupid stupid auction.

I don't care about any of the boys. Especially Sting.

I.

Don't.

Care.

STOP THE DAMN LOOKS LIKE I'M LYING!

I walk onto the stage with my chin up, like Dad always taught me. He stuck rulers up my back so I would get it right.

There are only three boys, as far as I can see.

Jet.

Droy.

Wait a second...

WHAT THE HELL IS STING DOING HERE?!

I glare daggers, guns, and swords at the stupid bastard asshole.

He smirks back at me.

HE. SMIRKS.

HE IS THAT BIG OF A BASTARD.

If he buys me, I will officially crash right through a window.

"$29, going once, going twice, SOLD!"

I am?

You are kidding me. You are KIDDING ME.

FUCKING STING EUCLIFFE BOUGHT ME?!

THAT LITTLE BASTARD! I WILL KEEP MY PROMISE ABOUT CRASHING THROUGH A WINDOW!

He grabs my wrist before that happens, and drags me offstage.

FUCK YOU, STING EUCLIFFE!

Sting POV

She looked at me, so I smiled back. What is the big fucking deal?

Yet, as soon as we step outside, I am immediately bombarded with insults.

I'm getting bored.

So I just try to shut her up.

By kissing her.

SHE WASN'T NOTICING THE SQUEEZES I WAS GIVING HER HAND! WHAT THE HELL WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?

After I let go, she looked at me, dazed.

I took this opportunity to ask her. "Do you want to go to the prom with me?"

No response. Whatsoever.

Is she even listening?

"Hello? Anyone home?" I asked, waving my hand in front of her eyes.

Minerva snaps back, with a dazed look on her face.

"Well?" I said, tapping my foot and nudging her.

"Sure Sting, now let me go home. I have to think about something."

"What is it?"

"Something personal and private, can I go now?"

"Do you want me to drive you home?"

"No it is very close."

She sounds kind of monotonish, if you know what I mean.

"You sure?"

"Yes. Thank you."

Something is wrong. She never says thank you at all.

"Are you a robot?"

Finally the dazed look goes off her face.

"NO YOU MORON! LET ME GO HOME!"

"Fine, fine."

I walk away. I wonder what she is going to think about.

Is it dragons? Often, I go home to think about dragons. I think they're cool.

I walk back home alone.

TT^TT WISEN UP STING!

Moving on...

There will be a few side stories, because a FEW couples need a little bit of fluff.

Cough cough(Bixanna, Rokino, Stinerva, Nalu)cough

I will try to get these new chaps out as soon as possible.

Thank you for reading!

Please review! Criticism will be accepted and added, JUST BE GENTLE!

Peace out!