Okay so to my NaLu fans, PLEASE DON'T STOP READING THIS HALFWAY THROUGH! Please, please PLEASE!

I found a way to make everyone happy-kindof

and i refuse to say any more!

Besides saying that I have a small warning to those who may get offended by the drug use. Theres something very detailed in this chapter and some wicked stuff is gonna fallow it sooooo idk some will like it-others wont. And I'm sorry to those who don't,

I like writing about personal things and drug use is something I'm far too familiar with as, like I've said before. Not gonna lie I've gone down this path a few times with other drugs, but never this specific one. BUT NONE OF THEM ARE OKAY, THEY ARE NOT THINGS YOU WANT TO DO, i AM NOT promoting drug use.

I repeat: I AM NOT PROMOTING DRUG USE. if you or someone dear to you is addicted to something, take the proper course of action and get youself/them help.

Okay back to the story,

I think you'll all like what I came up with *Evil laugh*

kay, here ya go ;)


Sting POV

I twisted the rolled up bill between my pointer finger and thumb, still desperately trying to sniff the little bit I had done earlier. A few failed attempts later, I could feel a slow drip running down the inside of my throat.

I smiled triumphantly and decided one more line wouldn't do any harm. I bent over the glass coffee table that sat in front of me and grabbed hold of the razor that lay on the edge. A nice make shift straw in one hand, the razor in the other, I quickly moved to break apart the small chunk of cocaine then move it around with the flat piece of the razor to make a small line. It was a nice, short, fat line fit for a man of my stature.

As the boss of Sabertooth, I could do as much as I wanted. As long as we sold enough that we didn't lose money, I could put the rest of my profits up my nose.

I started leaning over the table, the 'straw' partially up A nostril and a finger pushing down on the other side of my nose to block the air way of that nostril. The straw was placed in front of the perfect line so I closed my eyes and inhaled the sweet drug below me. With a quick move of my wrist, I moved the bill across the table and took up the rest of the line.

"Fuck!" I whispered when I felt the powder hit the back of my nose. It burned slightly but I knew it would go away momentarily. I still held one side of my nose and I continued to inhale harshly, trying to will the coke to go back father.

"Yo, Sting," The familiar voice of my best friend muttered from the doorway. He hated my excessive use of blow but he knew not to tell me what to do. "We gotta talk."

I opened my eyes and took in the awkward presence of Rogue. Some would say he's a weird guy, but I knew better. He was awkward as hell, don't get me wrong! Just not weird, he had his reasons for being the way he was and no one could judge him for it.

Rogue continued to pierce me with his cold gaze, his red eyes didn't leave my steady stair. "Well?" I asked, more than a little annoyed with him. He wants to talk, shouldn't he just do it?

I was going a mile a minute and he was really starting to slow me down.

Rogue pushed aside his black bands and moved to walk farther in the room. He closed the door he came in and turned back to me. "What do we do about those two fairys that we have?" Rogue reached into his back pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

I watched him as he put the but of the cigarette between his lips and he flicked the lighter behind his cupped hand. It was a habit he had when he lit them, as it was a way to block wind. "Those are bad for your health," I pointed out, turning my attention back to my makeshift straw. I unraveled it and examined the bill of choice. It felt great to be able to use a hundred dollar bill as a straw.

"I'm not the one with a bloody nose right now, dude." Rogue chuckled, smoke coming out with each syllable.

Shock etched into my features, I raised my hand and touched the small amount of liquid that was forming beneath my right nostril. Just as he said, I had a bloody nose.

I whipped the scarlet liquid with the back of my hand and shrugged my shoulders. I was accustomed to bloody noses, they happen occasionally when I partied. Which was quite often...

Rogue took another puff from his cigarette and he walked closer to the couch I was sprawled out on. He towered over me and asked, "Your orders?"

I smiled at the euphoria I was feeling through out my entire body and moved to place my feet on the edge of the table. I waved my hand around it the air and said, "Just leave em. Mira told me not to kill them and since we gotta do what she says for the time being, leave em be. Maybe rough them up a bit and try to get some info."

Rogue nodded and sat himself down on the arm of the couch. The ash from his cigarette fell from the cherry and landed on my rugged floor, irritating me to the fullest.

I shook my head and let my mind leave this stupid situation. I found myself thinking about a certain blonde that I just couldn't wait to see. She was suppose to call me soon, we had plans to party. I knew about her previous addiction to blow, thanks to Mira's information, so I decided to get a good amount that's bound to last us a night or two. And I could always get more.

"Yo, your phone's goin' off." Rogue calmly informed me, pulling my head from the clouds. "You gonna answer it or what?"

I rolled my eyes at the impatient tendencies my friend held and picked up my phone. I tapped the screen then pressed it to my ear. "Yo," I called into it.

"Sting? Hey I'm ready whenever you are." A sweet voice replied from the other end.

I smiled when I recognized who I was talking to. It was the blonde goddess that refused to leave my head. With her chocolaty brown eyes I could look into forever, and her curvy body I just craved to touch, and that perfect hair I would love to run my fingers through. God ever her voice was sexy.

"Where do you wanna meet up?" She asked after a moment of silence.

I cleared my throat out, feeling a little embarrassed I that I was so caught up in thinking about her that I didn't even answer her. Why does she make me so flustered? "I'll text my address to you."

"'Kay," She giggled, obviously excited to finally have some alone time with me. "What are we gonna do tonight?" She questioned with a small voice.

I looked down to the glass table that had all of my cocaine on it, then I looked over at Rogue. I couldn't say what I wanted to, considering that he was intently watching me while he listened to my conversation. I'm gonna get you all kinds of fucked up, then I'm gonna find a way to get you in my bed. My eyes lit up with excitement at the thought. Tonight's gonna be fun!


Natsu POV

Once again, I found myself laying in my bed. I had a half empty bottle of Captain Morgan in my hand while the other scratched my blue cats back. As weird as it sounded, It almost looked like my cat was smiling at me. He always seemed so.. happy. At first I thought it was cute, and Cana and Romeo decided that should be his name. But now as I looked down to that cute little smiling face, I just felt pissed off.

It'd be so nice to be a fat cat, not a care in the world. No gang to lead, no cheating ex girlfriends, no rival's, and no Lucy.

I pressed the opening of the bottle to my lips and tilted my head back, chugging the rum in a few gulps. "Ahhh.." I breathed to cool my burning throat after I set my head straight again. Stop thinking about her!

I needed to get my mind off of everything. Maybe I could find something to entertain me. Maybe Lisanna's out there and with a few slick words, I might be able to convince her to fuck around with me. She's been so desperate to make everything up to me, I didn't doubt she'd do whatever I wanted.

"Welp.." I chuckled as I attempted to throw my legs off of the side of the bed. My head started to spin at the sudden movement so I scrunched up my face and closed my eyes in hopes to still the world. Once I felt a little better, I smiled and placed my bare feet on the floor. "See ya in a bit, Happy." I laughed to my confused cat.

He meowed a response and jumped off of the bed to follow me. Or at least I thought he was following me. I was a bit surprised to see him trot toward his food dish, leaving me staring.

"Who needsh ya anywho?" I slurred at my traitorous cat. I walked over and leaned down to pet him one last time, starting at his head, my hand making it's way down to his tail. He purred his approval but continued to eat small bits of cat food.

I stood straight up again and made my way to my bedroom door. I attempted to open the door but the doorknob was one tricky bastard. "Ugh!" I groaned after my 7th attempt. "Some one let me the fuck outta here!" I roared, trying to get the attention of anyone on the other side.

It was Gajeel who opened the door. I stood toe to toe with him and we both gazed at one another, his face was like steel, stiff and cold, while I'm sure my face was flushed from alcohol and I was on the verge of laughing. I had one eyebrow raised and I occasionally had to widen my eyes so they wouldn't drift closed.

I hadn't slept in days, not since she told me her choice.

"Oi, bunny girl's not around?" Gajeel asked. Who the hell is bunny girl? "Ya know, the blondy you had over." Gajeel answered my unspoken question.

I sighed heavily and pushed past him. "Don't wanna talk 'bout it." I muttered and made my way to the almost empty livingroom.

"Wait, boss," Gajeel's large hand grabbed hold of the back of my shirt.

I growled at the realization that he just put his hands on me. None of my gang members were aloud to do that!

"Woah, sorry!" Gajeel laughed and released his hold on me. I spun around on my heel and tried to look at him. Spinning was a bad idea. My stomach started doing flips and I hunched over, my mouth salivating. "I was just wondering, cos' Levy kinda liked her. She wanted me to ask, don't get yer panties in a bunch."

My hands were resting on my legs and I continued to breath heavily, willing my stomach to calm down. When I finally stood, with a speed any man would envy I punched the wall, right next to Gajeel's head. "My panties arn't in a bunch and I told you I don't want to fucking talk about it." My voice was steady and cold, no hint of emotion in it.

All of the color left Gajeel's face and he placed his hands up in a defensive yet not threatening manor. "Sorry boss.." Gajeel muttered.

"Salamander!" A female voice yelled from the front door. "Someone I don't recognize is here to talk to you."

My fist was still in the hole I had created and I felt warm liquid pooling on my hand and down my arm. I groaned and slowly withdrew my hand, trying to put my work face on.

"Uh..uhm Salamander?" A small, young voice called from behind Erza. "It..It's me, Wendy."

My eyes grew wide and I walked over, taking long strides to make it there quickly. I pushed Erza out of the way and peered down at the young bluenette that stood in the door way. Her hair was wild, like it hadn't been brushed in days, her eyes were down on the ground and she clutched her white kitten against her chest.

Why is she alone?

"Yo," a familiar voice greeted me from next to Wendy. My blood boiled when I heard it.

"Bellboy," I greeted back.

Hibibi-or whatever the hell his name was stepped from behind the wall. He was leaning against it, waiting for me before showing himself.

"We need to talk." Bellboy cooly stated, his hand moved to land on Wendy's frail shoulder.

She sniffled at his touch and nodded.

I groaned and nodded slightly before moving to let them walk in. "Erza, get Wendy something to drink." I ordered with a sharp look in my red headed friends direction.

She nodded and moved to make her way to the usually empty kitchen(save bottles of rum and the occasional snack I liked to enjoy).

Bellboy cut right to the chase. He stood behind me and questioned, "Have you seen Lucy?"

I heard a choking noise from the side of me and when I looked over I rolled my eyes. Gajeel was attempting not to laugh. He probably thought I was gonna hurt Bellboy for mentioning her. But something stopped me. Maybe it was the fatigue from drinking and dealing with everyone, or maybe it was the tone in his voice that showed his deep concern, or maybe it was the small girl that was standing next to him-still looking terrified.

"N-no.. I havn't, why?" I answered calmly, despite the stuttering. I slowly turned back and studied the man before me. He looked so feminine; he had long dirty blonde hair, dark pointy eyes and for some odd reasons, his eye lashes were longer than some of the girls eye lashes i knew. But then again some of the girls I knew could barely be called woman. They were tougher than the average man. They were some bad ass bitches.

Hibiki sighed and his hand moved to go over his face. He took a moment to gain his composure then respnded with his jaw tight, "She hasn't come home in a while. And I'm sorry to say but," he moved his hand from his face and his eyes met mine, "Wendy can't stay at the motel alone. It's hard enough being the only person that works there, I can't babysit too."

Wendy hiccuped in attempt to choke down her sobs and she asked in a shaky, quiet voice, "Can-can I stay here?" Her brown eyes moved and her watery gaze met mine. "Just till Lucy comes home..."

Before I could fully think about it, I nodded. I can't say no to this homeless girl...

But where the hell is she gonna stay?

I could ask Levy to bring her home, or Mira or maybe Erza.

Okay definitely not Erza.

But there are plenty of other chicks in the gang I could ask to watch over her.

"Really?" Wendy and Bellboy both asked together.

I nodded again and looked over to find both Erza and Gajeel's eyes fixed upon me, they were obviously as shocked as I was at my answer. But I couldn't back down now. "Yes." I said, looking back down to Wendy then over to Bellboy.

Wendy's lips curved up in a smile but Bellboy's face stayed in a scowl. He muttered, "Can I talk to you, privately?"

I nodded again and started walking away, not sure if he was following me or not. I led him to my room and closed the door once he stepped in.

"What?" I asked, I was walking further into my room toward the bottle of rum that still sat on my bed. Thankfully it didn't spill.

I took a few shots and listened to Bellboy, "You know, I really don't like you one bit."

"I don't like you either," I laughed then took another swig. "Honestly, I'd love to just crack your skull open-"

"Anyway," Bellboy interrupted me. "If you see Lucy, please have her get ahold of me. I'm worried. And Wendy's broken because she's not around."

I gave a crude laugh, my eyes fixated on the ember liquid in the bottle that I held. "I won't be seein' her for a while."

**Flashback**

"So who's it gonna be?" I asked again, my eyes fixated on her beautiful orbs. My arms were still wrapped around hers and her hands were pressed against my chest.

She pulled her bottom lip in between her teeth and she started chewing on it. Her eyes darted down and I felt my heart seize it's beating in my chest. She looked flustered, and a little sorry. For me, or for her? Either way, this was not going to be the ending I wanted.

"I.. chose.." Her sweet voice trailed off and she moved her head so her eyes found mine again. Lucy cleared her throat and said with a stern voice, "I chose neither. I chose me."

My eyes grew wide, I was taken back. What the hell did she mean? I opened my mouth to speak but Lucy's voice rose over mine:

"I chose to be happy and do what I want. I'm the only person I trust so I need to do things for myself. I.. I really like you Nats... Salamander. But I barely know you. And I barely know Sting. How do you expect me to choose between you two when I don't know you? What If I regret my decision sometime down the road?" Lucy's fists balled up on my chest, my shirt bunched up in them. She closed her eyes and moved to stand on her tip toes and she softly pressed her lips to mine.

It was nothing, a small peck. But it still sent my soul souring. This was it, this was the moment I decided that I wanted, no needed this blonde beauty in my life.

But the moment was gone as quickly as it came. She pulled away from me and shoved me a step back. I watched Lucy as she walked up to Gray and grabbed the bags from his hand, quickly putting the money she owed him in his open palm, then strode out. She walked down the ally, both me and Gray admiring her.

Lucy stopped at the entrance of the ally and her voice was barely audible when she called out, "Bye, Natsu." She didn't even look back to see if I was pissed that she used my name. With that final sentence, Lucy turned onto the sidewalk and was gone.

**End Flashback**

Bellboy watched me intently, his expression showing his thought process. He was obviously thinking about whether or not he should trust me with Wendy, and when his eyes squinted I knew that he had decided he couldn't do anything else with her. He didn't trust me but he had a feeling Wendy would be safe with me.

He was right to think that, I wouldn't let anything happen to her in my house. Even though Laxus had manhandled her earlier-he got his ass whooped for it so everyone knew she was untouchable.

Bellboy sighed and looked down. "I'm trusting you, dude." He tilted his head slightly and he watched me from under his long bangs. "Don't fuck up and don't underestimate me." Bellboy turned to walk away so I smiled at his empty threat. He couldn't do shit to me. He stopped with his hand on the doorknob and muttered, "Wendy has my number, so I expect a call from her every day." And just like Lucy, after saying that sentence, he was out of the door and I was left alone.


So story time! That part with the Sting and Rogue thing, that totally happened to me! I lit up a cigarette and some guy who was up all night doing coke(My best friends boyfriend at the time) totally went on a rant about how bad they were when he had dried blood beneath his nose! Talk about being a judgemental prick...

So did ya like it or did ya hate it? Or was it meh?

Review and lemme know! Thankyou for reading and I thank you all for listening to me and reading it through!

Next chapter we'll plunge into what Lucy's been up to, days after she's last been seen.

I can't wait to write it, It'll have a nice little twist to it ;)

mkay, peace out bruh.

xoxo

-Bean