AN: So it has been a while since I last updated and I cannot apologize enough for it. The school year is drawing to an end and I know making excuses won't really do anything but I am afraid that right now there are other things on my mind. I have also been reading other fics not related to Fairy Tail so that has taken up some of my time as well.

To those who have reviewed my story I thank you and to those who have PM me about updates you can stop holding your breath now.

(PLEASE READ BEFORE CONTINUING) I need to clear somethings up. I just learned from recent Fairy Tail chapters that The Dragon King was actually Acnologia so instead of me calling him Dragon King, he will actually be referred to by that name. Even though Zeref is dead, I made him Acnologia's first born child so Natsu's oldest uncle even though he is already dead and was not a dragon. I hope that clears somethings up.

New Characters:

Acnologia: 72

Grandeeney Marvell: 45

Wendy Marvell: 16

Sting Eucliffe: 23

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or Hapi Mari

The Perfect Plan

Chapter 7: Dress to Impress

Being his age, he had to admit he was rather handsome. Though his midnight hair was graying slightly and the skin on his face looked as if someone had pulled and snapped back, the sign of his youth still lingered in his sharp jaw line and defined cheek bones. His tan skin was taunt but there were also some liver spots present on his neck and tops of his hands. Yes, it was true. Acnologia was aging and aging fast.

He was always dressed to impress, wearing only hand tailored suits and imported ties. He learned at a young age to be prepared for anything, and he taught his children the same, all seven of them. Looking to the framed family portrait, he saw the array of children surrounding him as he lounged in a chair. Yes, King had in fact built his children up to then create an empire under their feet. Though his ideals were a bit old fashion such as arranged marriages and homeschooling with private scholars, but he had only wanted the best in the world for his kin. Losing his eldest son, Zeref, at the age of 16 made Acnologia realize that life was in fact too short so why settle for less than perfect? That was the model he built his empire on.

Now just who of his kin were willing to climb the top of his empire to claim it for themselves?

Gajeel Redfox, only son of Metalicana, was ruthless enough for the job. He was also smart, loyal and vigorous enough, but his temper was something that he would have to tame before he even thought of running Fiore's economy. He ran Phantom Lord Railways right, under the supervision of Jose Porla. Yes, his name had been thrown around a few times amongst Acnologia advisers, Jose had spoken very fondly of his prodigy. Yes, he could do.

There was also the two twin dragons, Sting Eucliffe and Rouge Cheney. There was no separating them in the business world. Even as boys, they acted more like brothers than cousins. Their fathers, Weisslogia and Skiadrum were joined at the hip too but unfortunately they were loss on the same flight that went down ten years ago. Now present in the city are two twin towers named after them in their honor. It is in those towers that Sabertooth thrives under twin management by Rouge and Sting.

He had considered the two twin dragons for quite some time but knew of the possible consequences. Rogue wanted nothing to do with the vast wealth and power that came with the honor. Sting was ambitious and knew what he wanted. He wanted Fairy Tail, the boy yearned to excel past Natsu.

Ah, Natsu. Now that was someone who could take complete control in the future. A wolf like grin appeared on King's face, fangs and all as he thought of his deceased son. Igneel was a special child, he was brilliant and yet kind and charitable. He could single handily take down a competitor with just a simple lecture and then the next day he would be planting a tree in Magnolia Park or opening a new business in town. Igneel was the first choice of his to take over once he retired, but due to some mishaps, they were forced to rethink that decision.

But, Natsu was not favored by his advisers, aside from Makarov. Jiemma and Jose saw to much of Igneel in him, to much rebellion, to much humanity. Humanity was not something Dragons needed. They also did not like Gaea, the young mother who fell for the Dragon heir but lost her life too young. Yes, she was the problem, she was the reason why Natsu would never be able to hold the empire that is the Dragon Legacy in his hands, unless he proved himself.

Now Wendy was out of the question. Grandeeney was far to soft in raising her daughter-

"Father," Oh, speak of the devil. As if on cue, Grandeeney walked into the room. Acnologia looked up away from himself in the mirror to look at the open door. The only daughter he had was quite a beautiful woman for her age indeed. Her long golden hair had become an ash tone with aged but her large crystal blue eyes stayed the same. She had inherited every trait in which he had chosen her mother to bare her and Weisslogia.

"Grandeeney, how are you darling? Come closer so your father can see you." She looking stunning in her gold chiffon gown though her bare shoulders were covered by a black shawl. She walked gracefully across the hard wood flood of her father's room, her face guarded but she wore a small smile. Leaning in, she kissed his cheek with the side of her mouth. "Father, guests are starting to arrive. I trust you are almost ready?"

The older man looked back tot he mirror that he was gazing in. He had to remember who he was, what he built and all he had achieved. The confident smirk on his face turned cynical, his long canines peeking out between his lips. He was the Dragon King.

~o~o~o~

Natsu sat on the edge of his bed, dressed in a black suit and in his best shoes. In his hand was the red tie he had bought last weekend, still with the store tag on it. The whole house was silent minus his (now Lucy's) I-home playing her favorite shuffle Pandora station as loud as she fucking wanted it to be. This woman was so infuriating it drove him insane. Not only was she stubborn, she had yet to say more than a dozen words to him after their kiss.

Not that he was developing feelings for the young blonde, on the contrary in fact, that kiss opened up his mind into realizing that he will never feel anything more than this damn attraction to her. Sure, she was beautiful, probably the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. And her laugh, well Natsu realized that could probably just get high off of it. Not only was she incredible smart, she actually read the books he had sprawled out in the apartment. Those were only decorations to him to entertain guests and make him look smart but yet she read them all, multiple times.

Natsu looked up from the red tie into the mirror on top of his dresser. His dark black eyes looked weary, all his fire gone. Look what this blonde was doing to him! He had to just remind himself that Lucy was no more than a business deal. Sure he was unable to sleep with any other girl as long as he was under the bonds of marriage, but to own Fairy Tail and keep his family's claws off of it meant more than all the women in the world!

Letting out a groan, he stood from his bed, wrapping his tie around his neck. Should he just create a noose now and let himself die before this evening can get any worse. The vibrating of his I-phone caught him off guard, making him jump before taking it in his hands. It was from his cousin, Gajeel asking where the fuck he was. Chuckling to himself, he also felt a stab of frustration. This wasn't some horrible nightmare, this was really happening. His wife was meeting his family and the moment his grandfather meets her, he will be able to manipulate Natsu with just one threat to her.

Taking in his appearance, Natsu slipped his hand into his hair gel and evened it out on his hands before slicking back his wild spikes. Lucy had taken over the bathroom with all of her shit he was now forced to retire all of his bath room essentials to his room. The music in the other room ceased and the silence of the apartment was something Natsu use to love. Now, it was all to weird.

Stepping out of his room, he caught only the bare foot of a fleeting Lucy. The wet footprints leading from the bathroom were the only signs of her being there. Following them to her closed room down felt pathetic and unfulfillable, but Natsu could pull his gaze away from the closed door. This was nothing more than an attraction, a need for human comfort. That's all Natsu had to remember, because no matter what, he had to protect Lucy from everything that was coming.

~o~o~o~

Lucy sat on the edge of the porcelain bathtub, her hair wrapped in a light pink head towel to quicken the drying process without having to rummage through her travel bag for her hair dryer. On the counter sat a curling iron cranked on high and balancing next to different types of Covergirl makeup on the sink beside her. The sound of the tub draining was hardly able to be heard with her favorite Pandora station turned up as loud as Natsu's (now her's) I-home.

She was wrapped in a dark blue towel, waiting for any inspiration to stand and begin working on her face and hair. Even with the music on high and Paper Planes by M.I.A playing, Lucy couldn't find the energy to sing along. Truth be told, she hadn't really been herself since that office kiss. Seconds after the kiss she was as high as a cloud but less than ten minutes after sitting down at her desk, she was frustrated and angry at the dumb ass for kissing her to unexpectedly.

That was the first time in a long time she had felt something when kissing someone in a long time. Deep in her stomach, little butterflies flew, kick boxing all the walls she had put up after him. All the doubt she had about ever feeling something for the tycoon she married.

No, that kiss meant nothing. They just had a lot of sexual frustration built up over the past couple of day, that was all. But, Lucy couldn't help but ask herself, if that kind of kiss happened after a few days, how would they deal with their frustrations ten years from now? Could he really keep his celibacy promise to her? Someone who was known for being an excessive horn dog really not sleep around after he's down it for so long?

Fuck, how could they keep this whole thing a secret for the rest of their lives? Her father knows about the marriage, and thanks to Makarov and Laxus, he's vowed to never breathe a word about the marriage. Could she really keep this from Lisanna and Levy forever? They almost had a close call in the dress shop last Sunday, thankfully she was quick to think of a plan. Unfortunately they now think Natsu is a pervert on the run.

Then there was that whole Sherry Blendi debacle. Lucy actually felt herself get more exhausted thinking about that whole mess again. And when Gray Fullbuster just fucking walked his handsome face into her life, it made Natsu all fired up and defensive over what was his. Gray was such a good guy, minus his stripping problem, but she didn't feel anything when she was with him. He had become so close to her in just a short amount of time, she couldn't describe it other than fate.

Lucy stood from the bathtub once an ad cut through her joyous thoughts. What would her friends do if they found out about the marriage? Lisanna would as about the nonexistent sex, totally forgiving the fact that Lucy had lied about something as major as marriage. Levy would be in complete shock and would mostly likely need a fan or a Jane Austin book to calm her down. Gray was a possible wild card. Natsu already has in his mind that his new assistant is a perverted, stripping wife stealer. That meeting would not be one that any of them would forget.

The young wife took her phone off the I-Home and released her hair from the tight towel wrap. Her curls cascaded down her shoulders, bouncing as she moved to collect her dirty clothes. Stepping out of the bath room, she toke the couple of steps to her room, not bothering to look over at her husband who was watching the clock tick. He was too busy trying to make time speed up so he could just get this night over with.

Lucy set down her clothes on the bed and walked to her closet. Spotting her desired outfit (picked out by Cana the previous day), Lucy chewed on her lip in an attempt to calm her nerves. What would happen when she met these people? Were they really as bad as Natsu and Cana lead them on to be? Dragon King had given Magnolia so many things in his time, how could someone like that be kind to his people but cruel to his family?

Was it even worth it? That was the major question Lucy felt clouding her mind for these past three weeks.

~o~o~o~

Natsu stood against the counter top, is large hand stroking Happy much to the blue cat's delight as his eyes followed the long hand of his wall clock. His mind was else where as usual so he did not hear the opening of his companions door. Stepping out of her room, Lucy was clad in a short, tight dark maroon dress with stiletto black heels and a black clutch. Gracing her pale neck was a golden locket Cana had lent her and on her left wrist wear several golden bangles.

Natsu caught the sound of the bangles and looked up, his mouth dropping in the process as his eyes roamed over his wife. With the heels, she was almost at his eye level and, god, they made her legs look endless until they reached up into that short, oh god, that short dress.

Lucy held onto her clutch with two hands, looking nervously around the room until finally meeting the wide eyes of her husband. Pulling her hair over to the left shoulder, Lucy battered her eye lashes through small waves of her golden hair. "It is to much?" To Much? To much?! She looked absolutely stunning! Natsu had yet to see someone at this level of beauty in a long time and frankly, he was speechless.

The young wife bit her lip, trying to hide the embarrassment she felt for her husband. It reminded her of when she worked at Blue Pegasus, the days whens he could bring guys to their knees just by showing off a little bit of skin. He looked so dumbfounded it was absolutely hilarious. "Natsu, I don't think I've ever seen you so inarticulate before."

The pink haired man raised an eyebrow at that statement, "Huh?" He breathed out finally, not fully comprehending the word choice of his wife. "You're very quiet." She rephrased her previous statement, still trying to ignore the fact that her heart was hammering against her to cage like a crazed bat out of hell.

Natsu only nodded at the statement, turning to face the counter for a second before collecting his wallet and keys which rested on beside Happy. "Let's get going, I guess." He spoke in a solemn voice, taking both of their jackets off the coat rack. Get your shit together Natsu, he mentally slapped himself as he handed Lucy her jacket. Pulling his white scaled scarf over his neck, Natsu watched her with dark eyes as she put her coat on. Oh god, her coat covered her dress completely, Natsu's inner turmoil composed of pure excitement and also wore at the shortness of her dress.

The couple stepped into the elevator, Lucy watched as Natsu toke his sweet time pressing the bottom floor button, first making sure he had everything he needed for the night. "Don't we need the invitation?" Lucy asked, buttoning her pea coat as the doors closed in the loud ding. Natsu looked to her and smirked a canine filled smirk. "You think they don't know who I am? I'm quite offended my dear wife."

Lucy matched his smile, lacing her arm with his and secretly loving the fact he wasn't as nervous as she was. Someone needed to keep a level head.

~o~o~o~

As they stepped into the lobby, Natsu greeted the doorman, named Loras with a nod who returned one as well as opened the glass door. Lucy smiled and waved to Loras, the kind old man smiled sweetly at the couple. "It's a tad bit chilly outside, ma'am, perhaps your husband could offer his hat or scarf to you." Natsu and Lucy exchanged glances, silently cursing Loras for making things more awkward. "Just a thought." He added playfully, closing the door and waving them off.

The couple stepped out into the cold air, taking the in atmosphere. The pink haired man coughed slightly, looking awkwardly down the street towards the parking garage. Pulling the scarf off slowly, Natsu looked at Lucy, watching as she rubs her arms and curses the length of her dress.

"Here." Lucy turned to face him with a small smile on her lips. "Can't have you freezing to death now." He said, handing his scarf to his shivering wife. "Oh, um, th-thank you." Natsu stepped in front of her and laced it around her neck, his breath visible due to the temperature and all Lucy could do was look into his eyes. He was so close, just a few more inches and their lips would be touching and melting any and all snowflakes that would touch them.

Taking her bare hand in his, Natsu led her to down the street to the car garage. He was smiling at how level headed his wife was being. Someone needed to remain calm tonight. Even though his heart was beating unnaturally fast against his ribcage, he could always count on Lucy to stay calm. Just thinking about being with his family again made him wish he was dossed in liquor. He could almost taste the open bar.

It wasn't much warmer in the garage, but Natsu couldn't feel a temperature change. He nodded an acknowledgment to the man in the booth who had his headphones in before leading his wife to his car. Is that your car?" Lucy asked, bringing her hand to her lips as she pointed with the other. Natsu looked away from his car to seeing her expression. Her eyes were glued to the sleek, black Lamborghini only ten feet from them. "Yeah, what about it? Did you think I rode a horse drawn chariot to work?"

Lucy ignored his sarcasm, to entranced by the expensive car that was before her. Natsu wasn't one to show off his money around her, but this car just reminded her that she was married to a business tycoon.

"Are you going to gawk at it all night, or are you going to get in?" Natsu asked, pulling the keys out of his pocket and unlocking the car with the push of a button. Lucy smiled like a blushing school girl as she placed her hands on the hood of the cool metal car. Her husband stood opposite her with a general look of concern in his dark eyes. "I've never seen a car like this before." She admitted, sliding her arms out slowly on the hood until her cheek was pressed against it.

"Its so pretty!" Lucy giggled, placing a glossy kiss on the black paint job, making Natsu roll his eyes. In truth, he was trying to avert his eyes from her large chest pressed seductively on his car. This girl really had no idea what affect she had on him.

"If you want I can leave you two alone for a bit." Natsu sarcastically said, opening his door trying to avert his eyes from her. Lucy glared at him, slowly standing up with a frown on her glossed lips. "Don't be so bitter just because this master piece gets a kiss and you don't." Natsu barked out a laugh, rolling his eyes as he sat down in the cool leather seats.

Lucy smirked, opening her own door and throwing in her clutch onto Natsu's lap before taking her seat. The pink haired man groaned, picking up the accessory and tossing it into the dark of the car. "If you're this fun sober, bet you're a joy when you're drunk." He said bluntly as he started the car and pulled out of the garage. Lucy only smiled, shrugging her shoulders slightly before turning her attention to the window.

After he was on the street, Natsu glanced at his wife with a small smile on his lips. The clock on the dashboard said eight fifteen and his grandfather's home was just outside the city so he really could just take his time. The Magnolia Business Cabinet always had their elegant parties at the old dragon's resident because, well, without King, there would be no business in Magnolia.

Natsu rested his elbow on the door frame of the car, his mouth pressed to his knuckles as he drove with one hand on the wheel. He was ruing this night already and it hasn't even started yet.

~o~o~o~

Grandeeney walked gracefully down the stairs of her father's home, holding her long dress up as her dazzling eyes traveled around the house. Dark mahogany stairs led to elegant black marble floor. There were golden door knobs on every dark wooden door and every window pane was painted black. Her father's collection of Medieval stone artifacts graced the tops of small tables in the large foyer.

"Madame Marvell, your daughter requests your presence." The woman turned her head to see her chauffeur named Roubaul looking to her with tired eyes. A smile graced her dark crimson lips, bringing a delicate hand to his cheek. "Go home and rest, my friend. Wendy and I will stay the night and you can retrieve us in the morning." The old man smiled in relief at his lady's kind words. He thanked her and directed Grandeeney to her daughter's whereabouts before taking his leave.

"Where is Roubaul going? The party hasn't even started yet, it only just turned eight-forcty." The sixteen year old said after rising from the chair next to the fireplace. The young girl had long, dark blue hair that was pulled back into a loose bun with two curled strands framing her face. Her still growing body was dressed in a long dark indigo dress with thin straps and a tight bodice that flowed out into a layers until the hem ended at her knees. Grandeeney smiled at her daughter's pale beauty, reminding her very much of her late husband who died last spring when his plane went down unexpectedly.

Since his death, she was forced to move back to Magnolia after the tragic death of him. She fell in love with one of her father's pilots and married him in her late twenties. Once she found out she was pregnant, Grandeeney pleaded with him until they agreed to move out to Caelum where they raised Wendy. Although she ran Cait Shelter Inc. from a different country, she never let it consume her like her brothers. Her daughter was the treasure of her life, her most precious jewel and she rued the moment she reentered her father's support.

Thinking back to what her daughter said, she ran a delicate hand down her dress. "He was tired, the man does a lot for us and we need to repay him with kindness, my dear dragon." She cooed, walking to her daughter and cupping her left cheek with her hand. "You're so beautiful, Wendy. So small and gentle." The small girl blushed at the complement, shaking her head slightly.

Taking her mother's hand, Wendy walked with her out into the foyer. "Grandeeney. Wendy." They pair halted, looking at the source of the voice. "Sting, how are you, nephew?" The older woman asked, looking the young man up and down with cautious eyes. He was dressed in a tailored suit and a dark blue tie. "Sting! It's been so long" The small girl said with a large smile, running to the handsome blonde and giggling as he gathered her in his arms.

"I was hoping to see you two here. Have you been out in the tent yet? It's heated to keep the guests out of the house." Every time Grandeeney looked at her nephew, she was reminded of his father, her twin brother Weisslogia. With his wild blonde hair and striking blue eyes. She was never really fond of her brother Skiadrum and often found it upsetting when her own twin would rather be off with him than be with her.

"We were just heading out actually, is Ryos out there?" Sting rolled his eyes, setting Wendy back down on her feet. "You know he likes Rogue better than that name. You better start calling him that." Sneering at his bluntness, Grandeeney had to remember her place. Not only was she looking out for herself, she was now looking out for Wendy. "Yes, I forgot. Well, if this tent that is set up so marvelous, how about you escort us there, Sting." The young man smiled down at Wendy before raising his dark blue eyes to his aunt's.

The night was going well for Sting, even Minerva wasn't up his ass about Sabertooth for once so he was able to enjoy the festivities. When the trio entered the tent, they noticed all heads turned towards another entrance into the tent. Catching the glimpse of pink hair, Wendy let out a squeal of joy. "Natsu!" Wendy cheered, letting go of Sting's arm and running into the crowd. Grandeeney smiled at her nephew, watching her daughter wrap her arms around his neck and smile brightly at him.

Sting smirked at his cousin, but something was missing. Where was his wife? Stepping back outside, Sting walked around the heated tent to see a woman he had never seen before dressed in a short dress, pulling a shoulder length curl behind her ear with a nervous look about her. Surprisingly enough he did notice one thing about her, something he couldn't ignore like he does with every other girl. She was beautiful.

Her hair wad the color of the sun and her skin was pale like the moon. She was a complete contrast itself. Her long legs were thin but yet toned and her waist was just to small enough that he could probably wrapped a hand around it. Her face was her best feature, Sting had to admit, although it was dark and could only see it through the crack of light coming from the tent. She shined so brightly, like a star in fact.

Just as he toke a step further towards this girl, "Lucy!" He noticed her jump slightly before retreating into the tent at the call of her name. Desperate to see who she was with, Sting walked in after her, finding her on the arm of his pink haired cousin. The puzzle pieces fit together then as Sting watched his cousin introduce her as Lucy Dragneel. The young tycoon no longer saw a stunning girl in stiletto heels, but instead a walking paper for Natsu to sign, guaranteeing Fairy Tail to him forever.

A dangerous smirk stretched across Sting's face. Would this dear little star really be able to make it in the world of the dragons?

AU: Introduced some other main characters just for you guys. Now next chapter the festivities begin! Agnologia is fun to write, I think his quote "Humanity is not something a Dragon needs." Describes him perfectly. Grandeeney is perfect as well and if you haven't noticed I made Wendy a little older, but then again I made every one a little bit older.

I made it so then Grandeeney and Weisslogia were twins because if he looked like Sting, the in my head the two adult dragons as humans would look alike. Just a fun little game I like to play, I guess.

Please review! -Akaasha