Hello Everyone!

Okay, so here is the next chapter. My goal is to have 3 chapters out a week. I'm not sure I'll be able to stick to such a schedule, but I can certainly try. As the story goes along, I will have to add details and conversations to the original content and will also add scenes of the week leading up the the wedding, which will have its own drama and plot. Feel free to review and as always, I hope you enjoy!

- Singed

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.

Lucy

Lucy stands in the doorway between her kitchen and her bedroom/living room drinking a glass of water. She had just finished and sealed away her first letter to Natsu a few moments ago and was taking a small break before starting on the next. Her plan was to write ten a day, which would cause her to finish two days before the wedding. It would be a lot since she still had last minute wedding stuff, not to mention packing the rest of her belongings.

Sighing she finishes her water and goes to place it in the sink. Not for the first time she wonders why in the world she decided to start now. If she had honestly wanted to do this, she should have started last week. The problem with that, though, was that she hadn't received the idea for it until yesterday.

Natsu and Happy had been over to help her pack. She had been organizing a box in the bathroom when she heard a loud crash.

Racing into the bedroom, she found Natsu on the floor covered in letters, some still drifting down on his shocked figure. "Natsu!"

"Uh, sorry Lucy. I was just trying to move this box with the others and slipped on an envelope that fell out."

"Yeah, well be more careful next time!" Lucy quickly started collecting all the letters and sighed. She had carefully organized them by recipient and before packing them. Now, they were nothing more than a scattered mess. Natsu started helping without a word, but she noticed him reading one after a moment. The letter wasn't opened, so all he could see was the word Mom and the date she'd written on it.

"Hey Luce?"

"Hmm?"

"Why do you write letters to your parents?" Lucy stopped and looked over at him. If it were anyone else, she'd think they were being cruel, but not Natsu. He was genuine in his curiosity. After her father's death she'd written him a few letters too. Never as many as her mom, but she felt her father deserved some.

"Well, because they were important to me, they still are. I don't know." She stood and sat on the bed, picking up Michelle who would be one of the last items to go to Natsu's. Natsu sat next to her, close enough for their shoulders to touch and listened. "It's just that, I hope that by writing it down that someday they'll see it or are seeing it now. It also acts like a second journal. I mean I do keep a diary, but for some reason it always ends up reading too much like a novel and looking back I find that I've changed details or added things to make it read better, but in the letters to my parents I'm always truthful, though I don't always tell them everything." She smiled and placed Michelle back on her bed. "I don't know, does that sound dumb?"

"Nah." He fell back, with his hands behind his head and looked up at the ceiling. "I kind of wish I had something like that. I mean, sometimes I'll talk to the dragon constellation, hoping Igneel can hear me, but yours seems better. Do you ever reread them?"

Lucy nodded and looked down at her husband to be, watching his far off look. "Yeah, all the time."

"Then keep writing Lucy. I'm sure they're getting them, and I'm sure it makes them real happy to receive a letter from someone they love. I've never written anything like that. I haven't gotten one either."

Lucy laid down next to him and put her head on his chest. His one arm came around her waist and held her close. "You've never received a letter?"

"Not like that. Most are letters of demands for help or money for all the stuff I've destroyed."

"Oh." They stayed like that for a while, simply content to rest in each other's presence, until Happy came flying in.

"What! I fly all those heavy boxes back to Natsu's and you two have just been cuddling this whole time!"

"Alright, alright," Natsu appeased and let Lucy go as they got back to work. He had never received a letter from someone he loved, huh?

So, here she was, trying to fix that while also totally adding more stress to an already stressful time. She glances over at the clock and nods. She has time to write another letter before Levy came by to help with the seating arrangement cards. She had the best calligraphy in the guild by far. Sitting, Lucy took another parchment and began.

Letter 2

Piece 2 – Your Heart

So, you got me into the guild Natsu.

My first day was anything but boring to say the least. Master was a giant, there was an ice man who stripped for no reason, a young woman who drank more than an entire bar, and everyone in the guild was basically crazy. Still, it was awesome. I had never met such lively people and I instantly felt like this place could be my home. I was grateful to you of course and besides the introduction to Mira, you and Happy were the only people I knew. However, I soon learned that you were very different in the guild than you had been on the road to Magnolia. Of course, now that I think about it, you basically just let me ramble while you simply nodded or answered a few questions here and there. In all honesty, I was thinking after I received my guild mark that you would always be special because you had gotten me into the guild, but that I would find my friends among the others, especially since you were so annoying and frustrating.

Luckily, that all changed very quickly. Do you remember how harsh master was to Romeo about his plead for someone to go rescue his father from Mt. Hakobe? I was shocked. I couldn't believe that someone would deny going to help. In all honesty, I probably would have volunteered except I had no idea what I was doing. Then you became all angry for some reason, destroyed the board and headed out.

I had seen your angry side and so your temper or knack of destroying things didn't surprise me. However, I couldn't figure out why you were so angry. I had no idea that you had overheard because I did not know at the time that you have the hearing of a fox. Until someone mentioned that you were probably going to go after Macao, I had just assumed that you had a crazy moment. I had begun to worry that perhaps you were a bit more unstable than I had originally thought. Then Mira told me your story, well the important parts anyway. How you'd been abandoned in a wood, all alone until Igneel, the fire dragon, found you. How Igneel had raised you like a father and then how he'd just disappeared one day, for absolutely no reason, leaving you once again abandoned.

It was there and then that I had foolishly decided that I could help you, so I'd tagged along. Actually, I'm kind of surprised you let me come along, but I guess you were just confident in your abilities and figured that you could handle the situation, even with a newbie tagging along. Anyway, I now realize just how foolish it was to go because it was snowing when we got there and I was freezing in my summer outfit. All I can really remember is the cold, almost marrying the Vulcan Macao, and how you ate some of Taurus' ax. We prevailed ... somehow, but even then I realized that our team work was something to be desired.

Anyway, after we ended up saving Macao, and made it back to Magnolia in one piece, I realized that I wanted us to become actual friends and not whatever we were before that. I'm not entirely sure what about you made me suddenly desire this. It could have been your strength, but I saw that in the battle against Bora. It could have been your determination to never give up, but I should have known that from Mira's story about Igneel. Maybe it was both of those things combined with what I saw of your heart that day. You were beaming at Romeo when you delivered his dad back to him. It was joy, pure and simple. You obviously weren't just some idiot who went around doing what he pleased. You cared more deeply than most. Seeing this, I knew that we had to become friends, I just wasn't sure how I was going to do this. So when you tricked me a few days later to be on your team, I wasn't completely heart broken. But that my dear Natsu is for the next letter.

Love,

Lucy

Natsu

Natsu sighed in contentment, patting his full belly. It was barely 11 o'clock, but he'd needed a snack. He'd have lunch after this next recording. He sat and was about to turn the lacrima back on, when he stopped. He wasn't really sure what to say next. It wasn't that he didn't know the next piece, it was just that if he were totally honest the next part could get him killed. He could just skip all those parts and dive into the details that would flatter her, but something about that cheapened this whole project and if there was something Natsu was unwilling to do, it was too cheapen their relationship. They weren't perfect and neither claimed to to be. Besides, if she wanted to be catered to and flattered, she wouldn't have chosen him as a future husband. Loki would have probably been her choice, but he wasn't sure you could marry your spirits. It was probably against the law or something.

"Okay," he sighed and tapped the lacrima three times.

"Hey, I'm back. I bbbeeelllccchhh!, oh sorry. Man," he exclaimed waving his hand in front of his nose, "that was nasty. Uh, I feel better though. Anyway, let's just get started. I'm sure that what I'm going to say in the next few minutes is going to cost me a night on the couch or a few well placed Lucy kicks, but maybe the last part will get me a make-up make-out session." He paused, an idea hitting him suddenly and he smiled suggestively at the lacrima. "Or maybe more?" Then his face dropped and he rubbed his side. "I'm sure that was the first Lucy kick."

He resettled in his chair and looked back at the lacrima. "So, you had made an impression and I wanted you in the guild. Unfortunately, I'd forgotten how much you liked to talk and I had no idea how much you liked to complain. That Macao incident had almost been a complete failure. It wasn't anyone's fault, but we hadn't learned to work as a team yet and your constant complaining didn't really let me have a word in edgewise. In truth, I had decided that maybe I'd jumped the gun when it came to you. I figured we could be friends, but I thought that it would just be a casual friendship, nothing overly important. I'm glad I was wrong by the way, and that this opinion lasted for a very short time. I don't think you noticed, but when I dropped Macao off with Romeo, I looked back at you as you watched. I saw it. In your eyes was more compassion and longing than I'd ever seen in someone. I knew then that I had been right before. You were simply a nice person with a temper and you were lonely, which would explain all the talking."

He stopped for a moment and smiled. It was a gentle smile, one full of reminiscing and affection. That smile alone would stop Lucy from killing him later, but she'd never tell him that.

"So Lucy," he began again, "you had made an impression and because of that I wanted you to stick around me. Unfortunately, I soon discovered that you weren't easily persuaded and that you liked your privacy. I'd hoped that we could just skip to being best friends since you were so nice and all, but I soon realized because of your explosive temper at my "constant invasion of privacy" that I'd have to find a cunning way to get you around. So, I tricked you to be on my team. I didn't win to many points for the tricking part, but you warmed up soon enough and I could tell that you were happy to be on the team afterwards."

He stopped and winced, cleared his throat, a look of dread and anticipation filling his eyes and charged forward.

"Now, I'm risking getting another Lucy kick for this, but I'd figured that you were just going to be a person who sat on the side lines and that I'd do all the work. You'd helped with Macao but we'd also almost failed. But on the Ebertoo mission, I saw just how smart you were and that no matter what you were up against you didn't give up. I mean, no one else would have taken the time to read the book and then fight against a creep like Everpoo if they didn't have a spine and figuring out the spell took a lot of grey matter. To say I was impressed would be an understatement. Up until that point, the only things that really caused me to respect anyone was strength. That day I learned to respect you for your brain and heart. I think that was the first time I realized why having brains was so important." Natsu sat back and smiled, just glad to get that part over and done with.

"The things you never realize until you start talking about them, hey Luce. But then again, you probably already knew that. Anyway, I have to go. I need to pick up my tux. I still can't believe you convinced me to wear one of those. If you hadn't pleaded with with those large brown eyes of yours, I would have put my foot down. Is that how you are going to win all our arguments now?" He sighed and turned off the lacrima.

"Yeah, probably," he muttered and stood. He'd get lunch at the guild once his tux was picked up.