YAY! 19!

Lucy sat for a moment, deciding she had given the act enough time she smiled softly towards the newest pain in her ass. Said man turning his full attention on her at the signal. "I appreciate your company's offer, Bora, I really do," She said, damn her acting skills were good, "But at this time I would have to decline." Her smile showed all of the regret she was not feeling and her eyes were filled with the same.

Bora's face never changed. "I see," He said simply before delving into plan B. "How about I leave the contract here with you so you may look over it, and if in time you change your mind I shall leave my number as well." He laid the stack of papers on Master's desk and bowed curtly to all before shuffling out the door.

Once he was gone Lucy strode to the desk, lifting the large stack in one hand. She flipped it open to the first page and scowled. Master and Gray remained silent as they watched her face change from disgust to outrage and with a flick of her wrist the stack was discarded into the metal waste bin beside the desk.

Feeling this wasn't enough, Lucy fished a pink lighter from her pocket. At Gray's strange look she answered, "Natsu." This cleared up the confusion of both Gray and Master and soon the contents of the wastebin were up in flames.

"And that's that." She dusted her hands off and turned to the two men. "I'm sorry for the trouble, Master. You as well, Gray. My father's been dissuading these guys since forever and now that I'm out of his radar they're picking up on me again. Damn bastards." Her cruder nature was back as her hand was placed on her hip, her weight shifted to that foot.

Gray waved her apology away. "That's okay, Lucy. I forgot you were once an heiress. Quite hard to believe nowadays. Wouldn't you say, Master?"

Master chuckled. "Quite. However I feel the same as Gray, it's not your fault these men are coming after you. Build a better mousetrap and the world will pave a pathh to your door, I've heard it said."

The younger ones didn't quite get this but went with it. "What was on the contract, Lucy?" Gray asked, truly curious. Lucy's scowl returned at the mention of the papers from, and now in, hell.

"A bunch of crap. Benefits and priviledges my ass. My cut of all procedes was to be 25%. Twenty-five freaking percent!" Lucy began to rave about the contents of the contract as the ashes in the waste bucket smoldred and dimmed, all contents now destroyed.

Lucy continued to smolder the next few days. She didn't tell anyone and slowly the fire dimmed, determined to put it behind her.

Eventually Lucywas back to normal, playing requests in the rec room whenever possible. She had trouble with the tunes she didn't know. She couldn't just go learn them, so she'd pull up youtube videos with tutorials and learn them that way.

At one point Gray and Juvia would take turns singing along to some tunes. Of course, Lucy couldn't tell you if they were actually any good, but everyone else seemed to enjoy it.

"Levy!" She called one day. "I'm going outside for a walk, you wanna come with me?"

Levy thought for a moment before shaking her head and gesturing to the book perched on Gajeel's head as he snoozed away with his head on her lap. Lucy thought to question it, but seeing how content the two were, desided against it. She had heard Gajeel and Natsu got into it again, only to be busted by Erza. Lucy shivered. He'd be asleep for awhile.

Shaking the feeling off Lucy continued to the lawn. There was a walking path into the woods behind the building that not many knew about. She'd go there every now and again when she needed to clear her head and the sky was clear.

Taking the path with small strides she marvelled at the scenery in the sunset. The trees were bathed in vibrant hues and she breathed heavily as the wind picked up, blowing her hair and the forest air into her face.

She wished she could hear it. The rustling leaves as the wind and other forces pushed them around, the distant bubbling of the stream that crossed the path. She sighed. If only.

But she wouldn't be here now if she could hear, so she was thankful.

A few more minutes of silence and strides led her feet to an open clearing. There were no big cities near here so the light and air pollution was minimal, perfect for stargazing.

She lay down in her typical spot, directly in the middle of the field and slightly flattened from previous trips. She strode to it peacefully. The night was falling slowly and the stars would be out any minute. Plenty of time to get comfortable.

She sank into the plush green grass and felt as stray blades of it tickled her cheeks and ears. Her hair fanned around her face as she entwined her fingers above her belly. Sighing she watched as the first stars glimmered into existance.

The cold pain of a needle was barely able to register as her eyes slid closed.

She never heard it coming.

Hahahahahahaha! Wi-fi died this afternoon. Darn wi-fi. Did you know wi-fi doesn't stand for anything?! I always thought it was an annagram for wireless fi-something. I digress, then had a zombie themed party to go to. Sharpie stitches and 24-hour lipgloss blood. Surprisingly the lipgloss has proven harder to remove than the sharpie... make-up people are appearantly doing something right.

This chapter is a little short, sorry about that. I had something to add but thought this ending was more suspenseful. (I just added this AN to get story up to 1,000 words. Lol.)