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The twisted prince

They'd just gotten home from the festival within the hour. Happy bounced out of the bathroom as Lucy chased out after him with a towel in hand. He'd taken a bath with her and was soaked as he laughed childishly running away from Lucy, slipping and sliding across the hardwood floor as he tried to avoid being caught. He left little droplets of water in his wake, leaving a minor mess for her to have to clean afterward.

Lucy huffed pouting as Happy evaded her yet again, 'Boys are so childish.' The small girl concluded. Lucy sighed watching him hide from her; she could hear him giggling and see his wagging tail from around the corner. She smiled a little clutching a fist full of her small white tank-top as she stepped forward feeling her long mint green pajama pants tickle her ankles at the movement as she tiptoed closer to him.

She heard the water that had been running stop indicating that Natsu had finished refilling the bath for himself. Lucy froze when an image of her and Natsu bathing together crossed her mind. Her cheeks exploded infected by a sea of redness. This shouldn't surprise her… she'd remember many similar images… Lucy shook her head to wipe the image of her sitting between Natsu's legs with her back resting against his warm chest. 'His arms look so tight around me.' She thought as her mind unconsciously took in the image tracing every muscle.

Lucy slapped a hand to her face, 'I feel like such a perv!' she thought harshly. Her blonde hair was still dripping a little. She shook her head again and turned her attention to catching the elusive Happy. She'd caught him this time with ease by flinging the towel over him to confuse him as she released one of her Spirits from the Celestial World. Happy pushed off the towel making a break for it.

When Happy had seen her, he rushed away laughing not realizing that he'd been caught by the extra fur by the back of his neck by none other than Virgo who'd just sat on her knees holding him as he ran from Lucy in midair. It wasn't until he opened his eyes that he realized the jig was up; he flashed Lucy a nervous beaming smile when he saw her holding the dry towel over her shoulder with crossed arms tapping her foot. "Will that be all Princess?" Virgo asked when Lucy nodded she continued, "Then would you like to punish me now?"

Lucy paused her head slowly turning to her started, "Wha? No of course not!" she yelped out in surprise by what her Spirit had asked, resting one hand on her hip while the other slapped itself to her face. "Thank you, Virgo, that will be all," Lucy muttered behind her palm letting it slide down her face with a slight smile. 'T-That's right… this is how she always is.' She thought watching Virgo nod as she bowed before vanishing in a golden light.

Lucy caught Happy before he could fall and drop to the floor. Happy sat cross-legged with crossed arms in her palms with a childish pout, "That wasn't fair Lucy!" he whined her.

Lucy giggled picking the towel up from the floor with her free hand, lifting it up to her face she pointed up smartly with her index finger as she flashed him a wink, "All's fair in love and war my little friend." She told him. He stuck his tongue out at her with squinted eyes. She shook her head dropping the small towel over his head and began to dry him off, "Let's get you dried off before you catch a cold." She smiled.

Happy peeked out from the towel with one open eye, 'S-She almost acts like…'

He'd had another one that day… that's why he was here, "Come here Happy, I'll dry you off!" Lucy told him; he'd gotten to her house an hour ago just before she'd usually go to sleep. They'd only recently gotten back from a Guild Quest so when he'd come today he'd been slightly embarrassed to find she was just about to get in the shower. Somehow he'd gotten talked into taking a bath with her.

Lucy tossed a towel over his head softly massaging the rough fabric against his fur so the cloth would soak up most of the water. "Why? I'm a cat I'll dry off in no time?" Happy questioned silently enjoying the treatment.

Lucy smiled slightly when she felt him purring under her touch, "Can't have you catching a cold on me now can I." she said simply. Something about it gave off a tone of motherly worry.

"Happy?" Lucy's voice jolted him back to the real World.

Happy blushed looking over at Lucy who was currently sitting beside him on the bed eating some blue Cotton Candy they'd bought from a street vendor at the festival on the way back to her apartment. Lucy turned to him holding a piece out to him with a smile, "Here try some!" she told him.

Happy shook his head from side to side with a small smile before inching his way over to her. He plopped down with folded arms across her lap. He was tired… "Lucy is it okay if I stay like this till I fall asleep?" he asked.

Lucy ate the piece she'd torn off for him, "Sure" she told him with a smile as she rested her free hand over his back lightly rubbing his fur with light fingers.

~oooOOOooo~

The maids had just finished cleaning the bloody floor and the guards were in the process of taking out the man's body which was now wrapped up in a rug. One of the terrified maids who'd witnessed the display of violence stared into space with wide eyes, "Why? Why are we doing this my Prince?" she asked.

His eyes uncaringly diverted from the once bloody mess on the floor to the woman who spoke. Normally if a maid would have spoken out in such a manner he'd have killed them on the spot, but he couldn't do that… not to this one. She was the daughter of his mother's maid and… and what? He wasn't quite sure himself… Gilbert stood from his throne walking in front of the woman.

His eyes scanned her body with his eyes for a moment before meeting her eyes. His fingers grabbed her chin as he stared at her with lustful eyes, "Meet me in my bedchambers." He told her. His eyes seemingly daring her to disobey him as he walked away with a sickening sneer. He had something to do…

He walked out of the entrance to the castle stopping at the trash can that held the rug that contained the body of Jack's brother. Gilbert grabbed the decapitated head by the hair tugging it out, 'he should be here soon.' The Prince thought as he walked towards the gates to await Jack's return.

~oooOOOooo~

Jack had run the whole way there… he'd expected many things, but this was not one of them! Jack's knees buckled as he stared at his brothers head that Prince Gilbert held up like a trophy.

"I knew you wouldn't do it." He sneered simply throwing the head in front of him. The eyes stared at him dulled over with death, but wide with fear and terror. Jack growled angrily as he launched forward whipping his hand forward tossing the red marble, "You son of a…" *Boom*

Jack glared with wild eyes at where Gilbert had once stood, 'So that's what it would do…' he thought. Feeling anger boiling in his veins; that kind of death was too quick for him… too painless for Jack's liking.

"Dad *sob* dy please don't *sob* kill people *sob* anymore!" Emily cried into her father's shoulder after she'd just accidently witness her father at work.

"Does it make you sad?" he questioned as he held her in his arms watching as the body drained of blood beside them. She nodded against his shirt weakly as she sobbed into his shirt, "Then I'll be a bodyguard; I'll protect people. I promise this will be the last time I kill someone…" He vowed, bringing his hand up to lightly pat her head, "Would you like that?" he asked. Emily nodded…

Jack's fist tightened, 'Dammit, I'm really a no good father; I keep breaking my promise to you!' he thought watching as the smoke cleared. He was surprised to see nobody left in its wake; had the blast really been that powerful?

*shing* Jack felt a pain through his neck… Jack gasped coughing up blood as a long blade exited from the front of his throat shining with a red crimson liquid leaking off the blades edges. "Did you honestly believe you could use my own power against me?" Prince Gilbert asked amused. Gilbert lifted his right leg planting his shoe on Jack's back, "Aren't you foolish?!" he said sarcastically as he kicked Jack's body forward to retrieve his sword.

Blood drained from the hole in his throat and leaked out of the corners of his mouth as he wheezed. When the Prince took his foot off his back as Jack fell forward on his stomach the blood began to pool slowly around Jack's motionless body. Gilbert smirked evilly running the blade over Jack's leg hard enough to slit his clothing and skin. Jack screamed out in pain but ended up choking on his blood in the process. Gilbert's smirk widened, "This is for my father!" he informed Jack loudly with crazed eyes as he raised his sword high above his head.

Jack gasped as the sword was brought down again, but this time, it Gilbert sunk the sharp blade down into the earth's surface. Jack suddenly found it was even harder to breath; he could feel his lungs beginning to fill with blood… He was going to die. Gilbert kneeled down in front of him, "I won't finish you, but only because I want you to feel pain till the very end." He explained looking down at Jack emotionless. Before getting up to make his journey back to his bedchambers where no doubt… she'd be waiting for him just as he'd ordered. Licking his lips in anticipation of what was to come; he had one more thing to finish up before heading back to his bedchambers before…

He walked back into the castle with bloodied clothes everyone just stared in horror but didn't bother to ask what had happened. They all had a sneaky suspicion as to what he'd done. One of the hired help slipped out unnoticed by the Prince and followed the blood trail. It was there she found Jack gasping for air.

Meanwhile, inside the castle, Prince Gilbert greeted his new hired help with a grin. The new face grinned back, "Took out the trash I see!" the man said. He had short white combed back hair and a few stubborn spiky bangs fell between his eyes no matter how many times he fixed it.

Prince Gilbert nodded, "Indeed I did!" he replied as he withdrew a cloth from his pocket and began cleaning the blade of his sword. Once he finished he sheathed the sword and dug within his coat pocket pulling out two photos, "These are your targets! Capture the girl unharmed! But Natsu Dragneel…" paused tilting his head back to look at the new man he'd hired, "Kill him and anyone else who dares to get in your way! Am I clear Richard?" he asked with a look that said he wouldn't pull up with any bullshit.

Richard looked up his orange eyes locking with Gilbert's, "Crystal." He replied unfazed by the glare cast his way.

Gilbert nodded wiggling his finger over the fabric tied around his neck, "I will be taking my leave now; I have some urgent business to attend to." He informed Richard as he turned on his heels walking towards the double white doors leading to the staircase. Gilbert tugged his tie off his neck roughly tossing it to the floor without a care before beginning to shrug off his coat also allowing it to fall lifelessly onto the staircase. He found himself racing the rest of the way the more he thought about what was awaiting him within his chambers.

He licked his lips and pulled his shirt over his shoulders nearly jerking his father's heirloom from his neck. It was all he had left of him… He threw the shirt to the floor. The image of her fully matured breast and firm rear turned him on as he fought to get his pants off while running down the corridor to his room with his pants down to his knees. He kicked them down managing to kick them off his ankles with a few irritated hops. Now in nothing, but tight black briefs as he skids to a halt in front of his door.

He opened the door grinning when a naked form stood within the middle of his room awaiting his arrival. It wasn't a surprise really. She was his maid, after all, so she had to heed his every command whether she wanted to or not. He closed the door and roughly. He grabbed hold of her arm, the Prince slammed her back into the door…

He kissed her neck hungrily, "Prince, wait!" She protested not wanting to let him touch her without getting the information she wanted. That was their deal after all!

Prince Gilbert pulled back with annoyed narrowed eyes, "What?!" he growled at the unwanted interruption.

She had to know… They had to know… They were all counting her to dig out the answers from this selfish Prince. A part of her felt disgusted that this had been the only way she'd been able to pull information from this man. So far he'd managed to answer her questions without actually giving her the answer she wanted! And it was pissing her off every time he did it! She'd make sure he'd answer her questions properly this time and choose her words carefully, "Do you plan on taking care of Lucy Heartfilia like you promised?"

Gilbert's eyes glared, "Curiosity killed the cat you know," he told her roughly grabbing her by her face and tilted her chin up. The Prince's eyes wandered lustfully over the maids exposed skin. He leaned close to her ear, "But I might just tell you… if you can take care of me." He told her pressing himself against her to elaborate what he means as if she wasn't already aware of his conditions to answering her questions. Gilbert grinned when she gave a submissive sigh; he reached down to his waist pulling down his tight briefs allowing them to drop to his ankles. The young lustful Prince's breath tickled her ear as his now fully unclothed form stood before her, "Spread them." He ordered running his free hand up the back of her thigh to her plump but tight ass.