Oh. She just cared about his health. Of course. He shouldn't have been thinking of anything other than that. And he felt so selfish for wanting anything other than that.

But, truth be told, he wished Lucy would come see him just because she wished to. Just because he was her happiness.

He never would be, right? He wasn't a knight in shining armor (because shadows don't shine), and never he never would be.

He would always be a wannabe. It was a cruel, sick joke for heaven to send down this lovely maiden, but never let him have her and hold her. She would always be kept at bay, just out of his reach.

Besides, she didn't even like him that way.

So why does he even try?

"-ogue? ROGUE! Did you hear me? I've asked you if you were okay like twenty times now."

"Gomensai Lucy-san. I was just... thinking of something..."

"Oh," Lucy laughs, "that's fine! But are you doing well?"

He nods slightly.

"That's good! I was worried about you and those nasty cuts. Do they still hurt a lot?"

"Ah... well, not much. But I will get better soon. I do not wish to worry you."

He tried to get up, to show he was okay, to show he strong, but it felt like twenty more beer bottles had just been thrown across his already worn back. He snarled and collapsed back into the bed while Lucy rushed to ease him back down.

"Liar", she hissed. "I would Lucy-Kick you, but your already messed up."

Rogue made a disbelieving noise. He curled back up facing Lucy, trying to keep a straight face. Rogue sniffed the air.

"Did you make that soup?" He asked.

Lucy laughed and pulled out the thermal from the bag. "Yeah. It's pretty much the only thing I can cook". She opened the thermal and the scent of creamy broth, chicken, and peas wafted through the air.

"Please?" Rogue asked shyly.

He watched as she left to get some bowls from the pantry. Rogue was left alone with soup. Heavenly soup.

Why did the fairy want to visit him? He sat debating. Maybe it was just her humanity, after all. Even though he tried to convince himself that that was the truth, Lucy...he wanted her. He want to lay be her side and hug her close. He wanted it to be the two of them together. He wanted to hold her face, to kiss her and tell her he loved her and that she was his.

"Rogue?" Lucy asked, returning with the eating wear. "Are you sure you're up to it?"

"What?" Rogue asked, confused.

"I'm not sure if you're up for feeding yourself soup".

Rogue grinned again. "It doesn't hurt as much when I feed myself as to when I try to get up. I can't wait until I'm healed."

Grunting, Rogue pulled himself up, took the bowl of soup, and put it next to him. He looked back at her, at the blonde who was watching him ever so closely. Her golden hair was slightly off, she was sitting across from him on the opposite side of the bed, and she was looking at...

He followed her gaze. She was looking at his exposed abs.

He cleared his throat, watching her blush and look away.

"Um...try the soup?" she said quickly, trying to save herself.

Rogue inwardly smiled. She was funny when trying to climb out of the hole she had dug for herself.

He put a spoonful of the soup in his mouth. For a simple dish, it tasted extremely high end. It had to be her upbringing.

"Lucy, it tastes amazing ", Rogue told her. Lucy shyly smiled.

"I trust Sting hasn't abused his dominance due to your situation?" Lucy asked.

Rogue shrugged. "I told me if he wanted to do anything to me, then he'd have to help me shower. I believe I have throughly protected myself from his advantage and have scared him off for quite a long time".

Lucy turned red and laughed. "Wow".

Rogue shrugged. "It's chased him away".

Lucy scooted a bit closer as Rogue finished the last bit of his soup. "Are you okay?"

Rogue raised an eyebrow. "I told you I'm-"

"You don't understand Rogue. I mean are you okay after everything that's happened this year?" Lucy told him, grabbing his hand.

It was future him. He wanted to forget about everything about that.

"Yes", he said shakily, to the person whose future self was killed by his own. She was looking at him with large eyes. She squeezed his hand.

"Can I ask you something?" Lucy asked.

Rogue nodded.

"When we're telling Igneel, Grandeeney, and Metalicana about the GMGs, Skiadrum left to find you after we told him and Weisslogia you called yourself Ryos. Why do you call yourself that?"

Rogue closed his eyes.

"My mother gave me that name".

Rogue sighed, and Lucy squeezed his palm.

"I've lost my family too. I understand".

Rogue let out a relieving breath and gingerly puts himself in a more comfortable position. He looks at the Celestial Spirit mage.

Wide eyed. Blonde. Beautiful. With the sunlight reflecting off of her tanned skin, he had to say this was the image of perfection. It was just so appealing... tempting...

Temptation must eventually be given in too at some point or the other, and Rogue had come to the end of the line.

Before Rogue even knew what he was doing, he grabbed her face in his hands and pressed his lips onto hers. Her lips were soft and thoroughly addictive and... and...

And she wasn't kissing back.

Mind you, her mind hasn't processed what he was doing, but he didn't know that.

Rogue, thinking that he had been directly rejected, removes his lips and hands from her face slowly and carefully.

Her lips are swollen and slightly bruised, and he was glad that he had finally kissed the woman, but she had rejected him.

This hurt even worse than being indirectly rejected, and that in itself hurt like heck.

Somebody is probably going to bust through the door, Rogue predicts. People were constantly breaking Lucy and Rogue's time together, so it should be happening soon.

Only it wouldn't. This time, Rogue and Lucy had to be mature adults and work out their problems and feelings.

Lucy knew it, too.

When he had spontaneously kissed her, she had been so surprised that she couldn't move. When she had finally gotten back to her senses, he had moved away.

She kind of... sort of... missed them.

(But she would never tell that to a soul. She was too embarrassed.

And, it may have been her real first kiss. But don't anyone tell that, either.)

But, before she got ahead of herself and started to lean into kiss him again, she so hopefully wanted it to happen many, many more times, they'd have to sort out everything.

Starting with Future Rogue.

"Uh.. um, Rogue I-I need to speak with you about, um, Future You."

And they sat there is silence in the mist of the awkwardness, both of them red and embarrassed.

And Frosch is peering through the window, having seen the most heated parts of the moment, enjoying her fish.

"He killed the Future Lucy. Igneel told me."

And then you ask why people don't trust dragons.

"O-okay. Um... I... I like you. Like, a lot. But, I'm not sure if I can...," she takes in a deep breath, "if I can trust you. I've never had a boyfriend before, and I don't want to go through that kind of... heartbreak..."

Rogue nods. That's understandable; the trust issues. But how could she even remotely like him after what had happened.

"I know that you're not him! You're completely different." Lie. They were very alike. "But... he still... did that..."

He takes her hands in his, and looks her in the eye.

"Lucy, I am... I am... I am in love with you."

Her eyes widen at this. He was confessing. To her. That's... amazing...

"And, I am a dragon. I like stealing gold, diamond and treasure from other people, and never giving it back. That's what you are. Pure diamond, gold, and Fairy Tail's hidden treasure. And I don't want to give you back. I know that we'll have our problems, but please. Please let me be with you."

What was she supposed to do, now!? This was all too much!

"I... I don't know Rogue..."

"Then let me try. When I get out of this bed, let me try. Let me take you out on a date. I promise you, Lucy Heartfilia, that I will treat you like the princess you are, and make you the happiest woman alive."

Try... She can start there...

"Okay. I-I'll try."

He smiles slightly at her.

"Thank you. It's getting late. You should head home."

"Yeah, I guess I should. Bye."

She begins to stand up.

Rogue begins to move his hands to her face again, but stops upon the realization of what he was planning to do. So, instead, he decides (attempts) to make it look like a wave (and fails miserably).

With that, she walked out of the room.

"Rogue asked me out", Lucy whispers.

Lucy blushed as she walked away from the home after the 'visit'. Stuff went down, some very serious junk did.

Rogue was supposed to be calm and ghostly, but then...BAM! the next thing she knew was being kissed and then sorting out apparent trust issues. They could have went better was the understatement of the year.

At least no one saw them, that was good, or at least that was what Lucy was trying to believe. There could have been Sting peering under the door, Frosch hidden in some pillow, or a Happy hiding in the curtains, already have rushed back to the guild to report it and spread the word. Soon there'd be Sorcerer's Weekly and then Jason and then this whole giant scandal out of one accidental kiss...

But it wasn't accidental, it was like something had changed in Rogue as he had looked at her in those last few moments. His purrs should have been a warning, then how he had played out when she was caught..erm...looking.

Walking aimlessly, Lucy raised her hand to her lips. She'd gotten kissed by a dragon slayer. What did that mean? Was she Rogue's mate or just some girl pulled under her spell as such a prime example in Sting?

"So, Mard Geer, do you understand the plan?"

"Yes I do, demon Mage."

"Do you, Steve?"

"Yes! I am Sk- err- STEVE! Yes, I am Steve! ...uh... what did you ask again?"

"Do you understand the plan?"

"Yes! Steve understands the plan!"

"Good." She nods in a random direction. She wasn't certain where the probably-a-ghost was.

"I will be leaving now." Mard Geer states as he leaves wherever the hell they were.

~Lucy's House~

Lucy opens her apartment's front door, enters the room, and closing it behind her.

She was used to finding Natsu sleeping, Gray with a lack of clothes on, Erza eating cake, or the occasional Wendy (who would be knocked out having fainted after peeking at Lucy's [very, very impressive] lingerie collection), but she did NOT expect to find Mard Geer, she thinks it was, alive, sitting at her dinner table, drinking tea.

Tea!? This... this badass evil demon is drinking tea!?

Mard Geer breaths in deeply, remembering the lines he had practiced over and over (damn the demon Mage) for the past... well, he didn't know how long he practiced, or where he had practiced.

Actually, neither did the Mage, nor Steve.

"Are you an angel?" He ventures. "Because you cleanse me of my darkness."

What?! Now he was using lame pick up lines?!

There was a demon. In her house. Drinking tea. Using pick up lines. While drinking tea.

"I'm heartless. Mind if I have yours?"

Don't laugh...

"Is your daddy a Baker? Because you've got a nice set of buns!"

Oh Mavis help her! It felt like she couldn't breath, much less summon a spirit because of her laughter.

"I may have lost END, but I'll never let you out of my arms."

She was going to die.

"I'd give you my heart, but you already have it."

Her laughter had to be heard from a mile over.

"I want you to become a demon, so that you can live with me forever."

Morbid and depressing.

"I may want Zeref's soul, but I want your body."

Was he related to Makarov?

"Losing you is the only sin I'd ever regret."

Yeah right, all the more funnier.

"I love Zeref, but I'd become a heterosexual for you."

OKAY SHE WAS FLOOR.

"I lose my breath when I see you. Mind performing CPR?"

CURLING UP INTO A BALL.

And then it went black and smelled like potatoes.

The plan was a success so far, although Lucy wasn't supposed to faint from laughter, but it worked.

At least that's what Metalicana believed from what he saw.

(Have you ever seen a random iron pole? Yeah, well that's probably the iron dragon in his element form.)

He couldn't wait to see the Celestial Mage and Shadow Dragon Slayer together. He wanted his own cat- he means brat, Gajeel, to pair them together in the end, as Metalicana had done with the Celestial and Shadow Dragons.

It was his only dream!

Besides seeing over two hundred cats at the same time of course.

Cats came first. Brats came last.

That's the way the cookie crumbles in his life.

Skiadrum had this master plan going, something Metalicana enjoyed watching work. Metalicana had started feel the grandparent urges as well, but he had an even greater problem on his part, a genetic one. Levy was small, she had small genes. Gajeel was Bigfoot, he had tall genes. Little baby on small Levy was a good thing, but a big baby on her tiny frail little body and that wouldn't end well. Metalicana understood, being the odd cold yet cuddly thing he was to his cat- BRAT. The thing was, Metalicana had to get on the spoils when Rogue finally gave Skiadrum a fluffy human kitten.

Anyway, back to the present. Metalicana wanted everything to happen just as it had in his generation. Gajeel needed to fix the Lucy-Rogue problem just as Metalicana had with Skiadrum and...

And her. She was gone now, no need to dwell on it.

The Brat (HA-HA NOT CAT!) needed to help those two. It was tradition...no it was prophecy! It had to be done, just like all those centuries ago.

But this time would be different! There would be many human kittens that Skiadrum will share and there will be cats.

And maybe one day Metalicana would have his own personal human kitten!

(Let's be honest, the only dragon whose not a phyco is Grandeeney, and that's just because Wendy is still her BABY!)

Well really, there are no sane dragons.

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DRAGON GUIDE:

Metalicana- Cat obsessed

Grandeeney- Sane

Skiadrum- Babies

Weissologia- player

Igneel- obsession with the color pink

Nictrilli- ORGANIZED DESTRUCTION

The pick-up lines were all Farry45. OMG she is AMAZING! I DIED WRITING THIS!

Review people. Sorry if it's a little OOC