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Title: Love At First Sight

Secret Title: Pirate Love

Summary: Wendy is a princess forced to be married at the age of 18. It wouldn't be a problem for her if she had fallen in love with her fiance, but alas fate is not too kind. Determined to runaway to chose her own love, she runs into a nice man who rescues her from her guards. Thinking this man is her one true love, she decides to escape with him. She had no idea that her true love was a no good pirate.


Chapter Thirty-One

Punishment


"For the next two weeks you four will be scrubbing every single inch of this ship, top to bottom." Mest growls out.

Levy, Lucy, Juvia, and Lisanna's jaws all drop and before they scream out curses and questions at their captain.

"What the hell for?!" Lucy screams out loudly.

Mest holds up a piece of paper he's uncrumbled; the four girls hold their breaths as they recognize their handwriting. Everyone goes silent.

"... so I take it you didn't get laid last night and you're taking it out on us?" Lisanna asks quietly.

Mest glares fiercely at her, "now it's a month."

"This is completely unfair Mest! Your wife came to us for advice! You shouldn't be punishing us!" Lucy yells.

"Wendy is being punished accordingly as well, you four should not have advised her to do these things on this paper. Seriously? Candle wax? What is wrong with you?!" Mest argues back.

"Hey, don't knock it until you've tried it," Juvia warns him.

His eyebrow twitches as he loses his patience, "I don't care. You shouldn't have given advice to Wendy about this, especially when it concerns our private love life. You should have sent her to me to talk about these thing- and I don't care for your excuses!" Mest raises his voice when he sees the girls start to open their mouths again.

"One month! Say another word about this and I'll make it two and keep doubling it until you learn your lesson! Captain's orders!"

The four girls look down at the ground, glaring hard.

"Don't let this happen again," Mest growls, tossing the filthy paper overboard before he leaves the deck.

The four let out a breath of relief when he finally leaves and start their moaning.

"I can't believe this! He should be thanking us, all we were trying to do was help!"

"Yeah! Did Wendy accidentally shove a stick inside his ass last night? I didn't write that down, did you Juvia?"

"Juvia doesn't want to think about this. She's depressed about having to scrub the floors on her knees."

"We did go a little out of hand though guys... I can't believe I told Wendy to handcuff him. I can only imagine how terrible last night went for him to be this angry," Levy sighs, covering her face.

"Let's ask Wendy, she'll tell us everything and then we'll figure this out and talk to Mest again." Lucy says.

"No thanks, I don't want to be on scrubbing duty for two months. I'm okay with one." Lisanna says waving her hand in front of her face.

"But come on! This is unfair! All we tried to do was help and-" Lucy's breath hitches.

She spots Wendy, her eyes bright red, a frown on her face, no Mest by her side to comfort her and ask her if she's okay. She's dragging her feet as she walks up on the deck, a pure look of depression and sadness as she passes by them and doesn't even spare a glance. The four girls all gulp and look at each other, fear in their eyes. Maybe they really did get off lucky if that's the way Wendy looks.

"Let's just do our work and keep our heads down," Lucy ends up saying.

"Agreed," the three girls say, all of them feeling sad for Wendy.

None of them meant for this to happen, they just wanted to help, but it seems they just made an even bigger mess of things.


"Mest, are you going to tell me what's going on or not?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about Erza," Mest says, turning the page of his book.

Erza glares hard and snatches it from his hands, tossing it across the room. "Don't play smart with me. You know exactly what I'm referring to. Why does Wendy look like she got her heart broken and is wandering around the ship like a ghost? And why is Lucy, Juvia, Levy, and Lisanna all scrubbing the ship clean?"

"Oh, that... I don't wish to discuss about that. Those girls got what they deserved." Mest tells her plain and simple.

"And what exactly did they deserve?"

"I'm not going to say Erza. I don't wish to talk about it."

Erza's eyebrow twitches and she grabs his collar, pulling him to her, "you're acting like a real asshole Mest! Think about your wife! I've never seen her so hurt before! What the hell is the matter with you?!"

"Erza, don't talk about matters you do not understand. Wendy knew what she did, she's accepted her punishment. All will be fine once we land in the South Blue, until then though she has to remain in trouble."

"You're hurting her," she spits out.

"She's not the only one hurting," Mest spits out with just as much venom.

It's killing him inside to see her like this. He hasn't touched her in days, no kisses, or playful caresses. He misses her, he's yearning for her, but he knows if he gives in he's just going to take her and he doesn't want that. Not here, not now on his ship. No, he wants privacy. He just wants them with a room all to themselves without anyone knowing where they are or how to find them. He wants to take her. What she did to him, it awoken the beast inside that has been dormant for so long; that he's been trying to keep locked up since the moment they were together. He didn't want to harm her, so he couldn't act on those feelings. She brought this out on herself though, teasing and pleasuring him like that, and they aren't going to disappear so easily again. So he has to stay away; he has to stay away from the temptation until he can finally act on it.

"Never mind us Erza, just focus on getting us to our destination in one piece," Mest says, pulling her grip away from him.

"You're such a dumbass sometimes," she shakes her head.

"We both agree on something it seems."


Wendy doesn't understand why it hurts so much. She never used to touch him before when she first arrived on the Vermillion, no. That's not true. He was always holding her in some way. Brushing his fingers through her hair, patting the top of her head, squeezing her cheek. It was something small, but it was still a touch from him. She grew used to them, she took them for granted. She never knew how much she would miss him until he took it all away from her.

And she understands what she did, no wait, no she doesn't. All she wanted to do was make him feel good. That's all she wanted, her intentions were pure, yet he was punishing her like this. Wendy wouldn't have been so cruel to him if it had been the other way around... a blush appears on her cheeks as she imagines what Mest would have done to her if she had been the one tied up. She doesn't understand and she wants to be on land now so Mest can fulfill his promise. She wants him, desperately, in a way she's rarely felt before. The pit of her stomach always lights on fire when she sees him, or hears him speak; she doesn't want to leave the infirmary again.

Is she just going to let him get away with this though? He's hurting her and not even caring. How come he gets to still be with her after making her go through this? She should be punishing him as well! But Wendy knows she's not strong enough to resist him. It's tearing her apart inside right now not being able to be in his arms. She may be thinking tough, but the moment he stretches out his hand for her she's going to run towards it.

"Ugh, what should I do Happy?" Wendy sighs out.

Happy looks up when he hears his name being called and jumps on bed with Wendy. He walks around her stomach, meowing as he goes. She reaches out and starts petting him gently.

"It's unfair. I want him and Mest always gives me what I want. It's not like he didn't enjoy our time together last time... he was pretty angry though. Maybe I shouldn't have gone so far- but it wasn't that far! I didn't do anything that hurt him! I just... ugh! I don't understand!" Wendy cries out, rubbing her hair.

She wonders if he's as miserable as her right now? He certainly doesn't seem like it... he seems normal... maybe Wendy should start seeming normal as well. She keeps thinking if she looks sad and pouts he'll come to her side... that is a sad thought though. When did she get so... pathetic? When did she start having her life completely revolve around her husband?... Always. She remembers when they would get into fights, when he wouldn't let her do certain things and she wouldn't listen and do them anyway. What happened to that girl? She must have gone dormant after getting her way for a while. Now Mest is being unreasonable and Wendy shouldn't be taking this lying down. She shouldn't be sulking, she should be out doing whatever the hell she wants because guess what?! Mest isn't talking to her which mean he can't stop her!

Wendy leans up, her eyes wide and bright. Mest can't stop her. Mest can't stop her from doing anything right now! She's free to do whatever the hell she wants now until they arrive on land! Wendy jumps out of bed and runs out of the room, searching along the halls and on the deck for her friend. She spots Natsu fishing on the side of the railing and runs over to him, smile on her face.

"Natsu!" She screams.

Natsu yelps and jumps up, his fishing pole slipping from his hands. Wendy gasps and reaches overboard, grabbing it with her hands. Natsu only freaks out more and wraps his arms around her, falling back to pull her with him to make sure she doesn't fall over. They both land on the deck with an oof and she starts laughing hard.

"Wendy?! What in the world is wrong with you?" Natsu asks her.

"I don't know, but that was fun. Hey, remember all those things we've been wanting to do, but haven't because of Mest?" Wendy asks.

"What? Like practicing dueling and making my secret concoctions in Mira's kitchen?" Natsu asks, raising his eyebrow.

"Yeah, let's do that. Let's do all of that and more." She grins at him.

Natsu raises both eyebrows now, "uh... why?"

"Me and Mest are having a little... fight I guess, and he's no longer talking to me. If he's not talking to me then he won't be able to scold me for doing things he didn't want me to do before."

A wicked grin makes it's way across Natsu's face as he listens, "that diabolical Wendy, I love it. Let's go, I'll call Gajeel and some other guys. We should have a dueling tournament! And a drinking contest! Oooh! I'll let you try all my famous flaming drinks now as well! Oh, this is going to be so much fun!"

Yes, fun. That's what Wendy should be having right now. Fun. She grins and nods her head up and down.

"Let's do it all."