~Really sorry about the wait... sea monkeys took my computer-,- I write 'she' too much Cursed world:/ (spoiler)The visitor would be fitting for Lexus but he's a... - (rhymes with brit) fanfiction wouldn't let me add this on for a while... Blame fiction ...GET THEM, GET THEM ~

Chapter 6

"You're that fake salamander!" She takes a swipe at him. He dodges narrowly as she storms off around the corner.

"Wait, don't you want to join Fairy tail?" there was a pause Lucy was fighting against her irritation with him against the prospect of becoming a Fairy tail member 'I'll just make sure'

"You can't really do that. Besides how can I trust you? You've already lied about your name. I mean seriously what do you take me for?" Before he could answer "Don't answer that"

"Well I might not be the real salamander but...I do know where their guild hall is"

"Of course you do, and I'm a wombat twiddle, twiddle"

"Just come to my boat tonight and I'll tell you" He disappears leaving a note fluttering to her feet. 'well this is my only clue. Guess I'll make an appearance' She runs to her apartment gets dressed in the sauciest out fit she has in her wardrobe 'I'm just going to play with the eyes, to better my chances' She tells herself, donning on the short black dress and heels. Lucy races to the port falling everywhere. She fell on a perverted old man after a mild fight and a rather harsh slap she stumbles a way cursing to herself

"The nerve touching my bosom and giving me money afterwards. I am not a prostitute!" She yells. An old women stares at her dress then at Lucy.

"This is the first time I've dressed this way" the old women obviously didn't believe this as she waddles of waving her head. Lucy screams and runs ever so faster. She enters the port in a dream like state still running. Only noticing that she missed the boat entrance as she falls- stomach first- into the cold waters below. Finally arriving at the entrance looking something like a ghost who has died at sea she enters gracefully unknown of her own appearance. She walks through the crowd on the deck noticing the stares 'Jealous' She thinks, drifting to the fake Salamander. Just before fake Salamander notices her. Someone had touched her oh so slightly on the arm. Even though it was the softest touch it seemed to emit sparks. Time slowed as she turned her head to see her shocking visitor.

~Who could this visitor be? What is his role for the events to come? Find out next time in what should be your only past time- THIS STORY- ^,^ :P .~