A/N: Fairy Tail does not belong to me, nor do I claim it does.

Thank you for all your comments! Sorry it's so short, it's like half of the 1st chapter, but I hope you like it!

"So." Lucy smiled charmingly across the table, leaning her elbows on the surface and clasping her hands together, chin leaning on top of her hands. "This is nice."

Cobra's lip twitched. "Yeah. Nice." He turned his head, sending a pointed look to their… chaperones.

Her redheaded roommate, her roommate's blue-haired boyfriend(his fellow Pysch major, the same one who was in the same classes with him and had this unrestrainable desire to lecture everyone on their life choices while he also double-majored in Criminal Justice), his friends(traitors), a pink haired loudmouth who wouldn't stop glaring at him, a man covered in more metal than he thought possible, a cute bluenette who sat next to the pierced man, a guy who lost his shirt literally three seconds into this thing, another bluenette who seemed to be watching said man more than actually chaperoning, and now some ginger just pranced in.

"Lucy! My Love, my Star!"

Said blonde wilted a bit, head ducking down before she looked over at the man—why was he wearing that jacket in this weather?—just beginning to make his way over to their tables. And yes, multiple tables. Meaning every one around them in the student center was occupied for this meeting. In a word, they were surrounded. He felt trapped and suffocated, like he was about to be torn apart should he make one wrong move(the way the redhead was watching him, he didn't doubt it).

"Loke. Why're you here?" Lucy shifted her gaze, frowning as he wound closer through the maze of tables and chairs. The man looked around, a grin on his lips.

"Honestly, you all meet up and don't invite me? Gray, not even you? I thought we were friends?" The guy currently without a shirt merely shrugged, making a low noise in the back of his throat. "Honestly. So, Lucy, since we're here already, would you like to—"

"No."

"But my darling!" he clutched at his chest, staggering back. "Why must you deny me so? Can you not see our love was fated to be? It's written in the stars!" There was a dreamy sigh to his left and Cobra blinked. When had that white-haired chick and Laxus gotten there? "Thank you, Mira. Someone appreciates all my hard work."

"It's not a problem, Loke~!" Mira giggled, waving a bit. "I think it's just so romantic how much you pine after Lucy! Even though she's on a date right now!"

Loke blinked at her slowly, brows knitting together as he took another look around him. To be fair, he had thought it a little odd, how they were all here, and come to think of it, there were a few he didn't recognize.

Especially the bad news seated across from the stunning blonde of his dreams.

"I… beg your pardon? You're what?"

If Lucy hadn't known him for years, she would have shut him down a lot harder. If she hadn't known him for years, she wouldn't be so nice. But she had known him for years and she liked Loke, honestly she did, just… not in the same way he appeared to like her.

So she smiled, raising a hand and motioning towards the tanned man across from her. "This is Cobra. We are on a heavily supervised date." Cobra muttered something under his breath and Lucy noticed how Erza's eyes narrowed, how she seemed to puff up a bit in anger. "Cobra, this is Loke, a very good friend of mine," the ginger let out a soft wail, "He's a lit major."

"That explains so much then," was Sorano's lilting voice. She smiled cheekily. "No wonder Lover Boy's so poetic." Her words were not, in-fact, a compliment. Lucy shot her a look and the woman gazed innocently back.

"Lucy, my darling, my light, tell me this isn't true!" he nearly leaped across the remaining tables to take up her hand, gazing into her eyes from behind blue tinted glasses. "After everything we've been through! How could you deny our love?!" She gave him a blank look in response and he sighed heavily. "Fine, I see I've lost for today. But!" he pointed at Cobra, face set in a determined scowl. "I shall never give up the battle!"

"Loke, that's enough," Erza barked out. The ginger pulled away, sitting obediently down in the nearest free seat. Cobra snorted, grinning a sharp-toothed smile over at the man. Loke frowned, but said no more. "Lucy, you have fifteen more minutes."

Lucy sighed heavily, leaning her head in her hand, taking another bite of her salad. "We have a time limit now?"

"Yes. It isn't proper to be unaccompanied while on an outing with a young man. Also," Erza raised a finger, seemingly reciting from a passage on Victorian etiquette. The blonde stared at her while Cobra was thrown by the sudden lesson. "Extended periods of time for such outings are considered improper for a lady, such as yourself. We shall limit your interaction to short outings—all supervised, mind you—and no—no phy-physical di-displays of—of affection…" Her cheeks were pink, as if the very thought embarrassed her immensely.

"Erza, you kiss Jellal all the time," Lucy commented casually. "And your dates aren't supervised. Shall we start?" she leaned her head in her hand, taking a sip of her water while retaining eye contact. "I nominate myself, since I have a clear understanding of these rules, as you've laid them out." Lucy offered a sweet smile to Jellal. "No more visits after seven o'clock. It's improper." Cobra covered his laughter into a cough, muffling it further into his hand. Jellal's face was absolutely priceless and he really hoped Sorano was taking pictures. "Furthermore, if I walk in on you—"

"L-Lucy! That's eno-enough of that!" Erza stammered, cheeks red like her hair.

"Oh? But I'm just looking out for you, Erza. Just like you're willing to do for me," Lucy smiled brightly. "Thank you, really, so much. It's so kind of you to be so concerned."

"O-oh, well, yes, it… it's not a problem…"

Lucy's smile dropped and she raised a brow. "So that means you all will leave? Right now? Like, right now?"

The tiny bluenette hopped up, tugging on the pierced man's arm. "Of-course, Lu-chan! Come on, Gajeel, let's go!" The man lurched up, towering over the small woman easily. She grinned, wrapping her arms around his. "Natsu, Gray, come on, you too! I know you guys have a lit test in the morning! I'll make sure you know everything!" Twin groans resounded form the tables and the man—Gajeel—snickered. "Oh, you too! I know you have a physics test on Thursday!" he immediately stopped laughing. "Juvia, you coming?"

And within the next three minutes, everyone was gone (Sorano had giggled and blew him a kiss while Racer gagged) with Erza being the absolute last to leave, needing to be reassured that the blonde would be back in their dorm by seven. "I promise, Erza. Now go, hang out with your boyfriend! I'll be fine!" the redhead looked doubtful, looked just about ready to insist on chaperoning, when Jellal stepped in, wrapping an arm around her and leading her away, calling out their goodbyes over his shoulder.

"And I'll see you tomorrow, Erik," he added just as the doors closed. The redhead immediately turned on him and Cobra saw her lips moving, asking her boyfriend the obvious questions such a remark would bring up.

Lucy settled back down at the table, linking her hands once more and smiling at him from across the table. "This won't happen next time."

Cobra raised a brow, a slow smile tugging on his lips. "What makes you think there'll be a next time?"

From the way her smile grew and her chocolate eyes seemed to darken, he got the opinion that she figured things out quickly and was incredibly intelligent, something her appearance wouldn't usually lead people to believe. Conclusion: he really liked this woman already.

"Are you telling me you weren't thinking of scrubbing dinner the moment you saw me in these shorts?"

Oh yeah. He definitely liked this woman.

I was inspired by all your lovely comments!

But! This will be the last part to this! I'm gonna keep it as a two-shot! I may rethink that later on, once classes are done, but most likely, this will remained complete!

Thank you for all your super nice comments! They really made my day!