Summary: Lucy isn't the only one who has Dragon Slayers sneaking into her bed….

Pairings: implied Natsu/Lucy, implied Gajeel/Levy, implied Romeo/Wendy, implied Sting/Yukino/Rogue, brief mention of implied Gray/Juvia, parental Macao/Romeo, and general friendship feels.

YouTube Prompt: Two prompts for the same song – 'One of Us' from Disney's Lion King 2 – either a darker video of Laxus being banished from the guild or a video of Future Rogue being shunned by everything with the female vocals near the end being sung by either Future Lucy or Ultear. After all I thought the line 'as evil as the scar on his face' could relate to both of them and there is definitely a feeling from both that they don't belong to any group (well until Laxus redeems himself).

"What have you got there, Levy?"

It was a rare quiet day in the guild building as all the boys were out on your missions, Erza went to some far and distant bakery for a special strawberry cake, and the Connell family were out on a trip. That left Mirajane to mind the bar, Cana to drink all the booze, and Lucy and Levy to read in a corner. Lucy had just finished the novel that she had so desperately wanted to read (but kept finding it being thrown out of hr hands every time she sat down after a mission or a day of fun with Natsu) to see Levy reading through a big, thick, leather book.

Levy smiled sheepishly. "The Natural Habits of Dragon Slayers by A Dragon Slayer," she flushed a slight pink. "I'm doing a little research on Gajeel."

Lucy raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

"Really?" Cana suddenly leaned in with a purr. "Usually most girls just stalk the guy they like. Like Juvia."

"I wouldn't call Juvia like most girls," Mira said fondly, "she's very unique. So," she smiled evilly, "why is Levy researching our tone deaf Dragon Slayer?"

Levy fidgeted and blushed even more. "Well you see…recently Gajeel has been doing something very strange," she mumbled, "and I've been trying to find out why."

"What has he been doing?"

"Well…"

Levy yawned and stretched out from her armchair. She had just spent the last seven hours gripped into a very good, if incredibly long, story written by Lu-Chan, and she was now ready to go to sleep and dream about these characters. With another stretch and a scratch at her head, Levy padded her way towards the bed, yanked down the covers (causing several books to tumble off, and froze at the sight of the slumbering Dragon Slayer in her bed.

"Gajeel!" she cried out. "What are y-eek!" she squealed as Gajeel grabbed hold of her and pulled her close to him, his nose nuzzling her hair. "Gajeel!" she cried out again, this time embarrassed and just a little bit pleased.

"Shut it, Shrimp," Gajeel grunted. "I'm trying to sleep."

"In my bed!" Levy pointed out, a little bit irritated now. "And what do you think I am, you're personal teddy bear?!"

"Gihihi."

"Oh thank God, it's not just my one!" Lucy blurted out once Levy had finished with her tale. "Err….I mean thank God it's not just Natsu," she amended when Mira and Cana turned to raise an eyebrow at her.

"Yeah," Cana drawled, "that's what you mean."

Lucy covered her face and willed herself to disappear or die. Thank God Happy wasn't here or she would have even more cause to be embarrassed with him teasing and chanting 'you liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike him' over and over again.

"So you found a reason why Dragon Slayers sneak into people's beds?"

"I think I have stumbled on it but – Macao!" Levy cried out surprised that one of the elder members was listening intently. Wakaba had seemed to have dozed off with his pipe (that he had brought out again for the slow, quiet, day since it was unlikely that the girls would knock it out of his mouth and cover him in tobacco) hanging out of his mouth but his friend was sitting there and looked very interested in the girls' conversation. "Yes," Levy said, "I think I have. Why are you asking?"

"Well," Macao said sheepishly, "you see, Wendy-"

"WHAT HAVE YOU BEEEN DOING OT WENDY?!"

Macao leaped away as all the girls screamed at him. Wakaba managed to choke on his pipe in surprise before he rolled over and fell back to sleep. "What?!" Macao yelped shocked. "No!" he yelled disgusted as realisation sunk in. "not me and Wendy! What sort of pervert do you think I am?! I only perve on girls that are adults."

"I'm seventeen," Lucy said dryly.

After all Macao and Wakaba have made it clear that they found Lucy's body very attractive with their leering and lewd comments. And although technically Lucy was twenty three, she had yet to actually celebrate those seven birthdays and therefore was still under age.

"Then I also perve on girls over the age of consent. So sue me. Point is, something very weird happened and keeps happening, a few weeks ago…."

Macao was carefully making his way to his son's room with breakfast on a tray –

"Okay, stop right there!" Cana interrupted. "I don't believe for a second that you bring Romeo breakfast in bed."

"Neither do I," Mira agreed.

"Or I."

"I definitely don't," Lucy said firmly, "I was an heiress and even I didn't get breakfast in bed at any age."

"Okay fine!" Macao snapped. "I heard something weird and decided to check it out. But I could have brought him breakfast in bed, I'm a good Dad-"

"Meh," Cana shrugged.

"I am!"

"Just finish the story," Levy advised him, "otherwise you'll be here all day trying to persuade us that you are a good father."

"I am – oh never mind!" Macao huffed. "Anyway I heard something strange and…"

"Romeo?" Macao popped his head round the door, "are you all right? I thought I heard something."

"Yeah!" Romeo squeaked as he held the covers up to his chin. "Everything's fine. Go back to bed, Dad."

"Are you sure?" Macao asked in concern. Romeo's cheeks were burning a bright red, his eyes looked rather shiny and glazed over in the light, and he was shifting around uncomfortably. In fact he looked rather bloated from the neck down. "Do you have a fever, son?" he asked worriedly as he moved towards his son. "You look a little flushed."

"I'm fine!"

"Well just let me check you…." Macao trailed off when he spotted a long trail of blue hair on Romeo's pillow. He took in his son's form under the duvet and realised that Romeo looked way too bloated. He, in fact, looked like he had grown a second body. He slowly glanced up and saw that the window was wide open. "Romeo…." He said slowly.

"Yeah, Dad?"

Macao moved quickly and ripped off the duvet to reveal Wendy curled up in Romeo's bed, her head resting on his chest, her pig tails trailing after her onto Romeo's pillow, and her face was relaxed into a peaceful, serene, smile as she breathed in and out deeply.

"Dad!" Romeo cried out. "It's not what you think!"

"My son has a girl in his bed!" Macao said slowly as shock settled in, and then….."Well done!" he beamed. "Losing your virginity at the age of thirteen, I'm so proud of you!"

"IT'S NOT LIKE THAT YOU DIRTY OLD MAN!"

Lucy. Mirajane, and Cana all sweat-dropped at that. "Romeo really needs to run away…." Cana said eventually. "Poor kid having to put up with that," she shook her head at the disgrace.

"Where else can he live?" Lucy asked. "With Natsu? It would only end in disaster."

"Good point."

"Ha!" Levy shouted happily as she stabbed a page in her book. She had tuned out of Macao's story in favour of finally finding the truth as to why Gajeel seemed to be sleeping in her bed every single night. "I found it! Sleeping habits! Let's see, boring stuff, dreams, childhood sleeping patterns," Levy murmured more to herself as she flipped through the pages unaware of the girls and Macao watching her intently. "Blah, blah, blah, aha! A Dragon Slayer will begin to constantly sleep in another's bed when they…." Levy's cheeks turned a bright red and she suddenly halted to stop.

"Go on," Cana encouraged her, "A Dragon Slayer will begin to constantly sleep in another's bed when they, what?"

"When they….when they…." Levy stuttered, she coughed and cleared her throat. "When they found the person who they will bind themselves to for all eternity."

"….."

Both Lucy's and Levy's faces turned bright red as the implications of that was slowly sinking in. Cana burst into hysterically loud cackles while Mirajane squealed happily at that. Macao, however, looked like he could very much do with a drink.

"Here comes the bride," Mirajane sang delightedly, "all dressed in white!"

"More like in red," Cana cackled, "these two are no longer pure enough for white if they've been letting Dragon Slayers sleep in their beds."

"We hadn't been letting them!" Lucy snapped, humiliated, and angry that she had been embarrassed, Levy hadn't said a word. She seemed to have died of shock. "They've been letting themselves in!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Macao wailed. "My son is too young for marriage!"

"Oh but he's old enough to lose his virginity?" Cana asked sarcastically. "Talk about double standards Macao."

"I was just bluffing!" Macao wept. Ignoring or oblivious to Cana's snarky remarks. "He's too young for that too! He's my baby!" It was ill timing that Romeo, Wendy, and Charle had returned from their job just then. Upon seeing his son, Macao swept him up in a bone crushing hug, and then shot a venomous glare at Wendy. "Stay away from my son, you hussy!"

"Huh?" Wendy blinked, shocked.

"Dad!" Romeo squirmed, embarrassed.

"You're too young for marriage and babies!" Macao said. "I'm taking you home and we're going to find a lock to put on your bedroom window. I'm not letting this dragon wench kidnap you and hoard you with her pile of gold!"

And with that Macao stormed out of the guild building, with Romeo choking in his vice like hold – err, his loving embrace. Poor Wendy was left there gobsmacked while Charle was sharpening her claws, ready to scratch Macao's eyeballs out for calling her charge a hussy and a wench.

"Wow…" Cana blinked. ."I think Macao is having a nervous breakdown."

"I think so too," Mirajane agreed, "perhaps those seven years of being Master had driven him insane like Wakaba implied. What do you think - .hey!" Mira cried out, upset and indignant. "Where have Lucy and Levy gone?"

"I don't know, perhaps to pick out their wedding dresses?" Cana smirked. "Or the wedding china?"

"Oh I do hope it'll be a spring wedding," Mira said half wistfully, half teasing.

The two girls ended up spending the whole afternoon cackling away as they plotted Lucy's, Levy's, and Wendy's weddings together.

(Lucy and Levy, however, spent their afternoon hiding in Levy's room as they tried not to die of embarrassment and prayed that Mira and Cana would forget the whole damn thing….yeah fat chance of that.)

Omake:

Yukino woke up feeling rather hot.

Not the warm, snuggly, feeling of the blankets keeping her cosy like she usually felt, but a strange burning sensation as sweat poured out of every inch of her body. She groaned and tried to roll out of her duvet only to have her nose collide against a rather muscular arm.

Her eyes flew open at that and her cheeks turned a bright red as she took in the sight of Sting sleeping in her bed.

"Sting-sama!" she cried out. "What are you doing – eek!" she broke off in a squeal when she felt an arm wrap round her from behind. She twisted her head to see that Rogue was also sleeping in her bed as he nuzzled close to the back of her neck. "Rogue-sama as well?" she asked aloud.

Her squeal had been enough to wake up both Dragon Slayers and Yukino suddenly became keenly aware that Rogue and Sting seemed to be glaring at one another over her shoulder.

"This," Sting growled, "is going to be a problem."

"Yes," Rogue agreed with a glower, "it is."

"Fro thinks so too Sama!"