This chapter is short cuz I'm lazy oh and thank you ash lite-former est i got like all uber happy reading what you wrote and started jumping around the house all like yeaaaaaaaaaaa someone liked my second fanfic.

all rights go to hiro mashima

"So lemme get this straight..you would rather have me help your..program, than take a hundred bucks?" Erza questioned, her confusion still written all over her face.

"well..it's not just you if you could get other people to help our 'helping the homeless' program it would be appreciated." He offered with a smile.

"so..that means you won't take the money..?" She didn't understand this, what sort of man refused money?

He handed her a flyer before picking up the shattered pieces of glass.

"assuming you pay your debts, I'll see you at seven. " he grinned before walking the other direction. She was left frozen for a few moments put quickly picked herself up and produced a small chuckle.

"The people in Hargeon...Sure are interesting" he spoke under her breath, gently folding the flyer placing it into her back pocket and continued looking through the shops, yet his smiling face had never left her mind.

She stared with disguist as he had produced no table manners, shoving sandwiches into his mouth with record time, making her lose her appetite.

"mm..fank you Rucy you swo kind!" his cheeks holding as much food as possible. she felt her stomach gurgle as if she was about to lose everything she ate this morning.

"Natsu..slow the hell down! she hissed.

"but I'm hungwy.." he answered, his mouth open. She gave up and rested the palm of herhand against her cheek.

" So why were you headed to Hargeon in the first place?" Lucy asked attempting to change the topic. This time he gulped before speaking.

"I'm here to help my friend!" he replied excitedley.

"oh?"

He rubbed his temples, frusturated and turned to face his assistant, Juvia.

"Do you have any idea where she could have gone, Juvia?" he asked her, his voice calm.

"I do have an idea Gray-sama bu-" Juvia protested. Gray shot out of his chair.

"Tell me! please!" he pleaded.

Erza came across a decent looking hotel, its lounge was fairly big, the place didn't look like it carried bugs. She walked up to the receptionist where she greeted her.

" hello do you have a reservation?" she asked Erza not taking her eyes off her clipboard.

"Uhh no. But i have a wallet." Erza replied with her witty comment. This had made the receptionist look up wearing a smile.

...

"I'll have someone lead you to your room in just a moment, FERNANDES!" she screamed at the top of her lungs loud enough to wake the dead.

A flash of blue wizzed by standing beside the receptionist.

"yes, ma'am?" he spoke which sounded almost out of habit. He seemed so familiar for some reason...

"Lead this young lady to room 417." she answered. He spun around quickly facing her, his eyes widening for a second as did her's.

"We meet again Mr. Wine glasses?" she greeted with a crooked smile.

"I guess we do Ms..." He eyed her Scarlet hair for a moment. " Ms. Scarlet?"

Her eyes popped open for a second, Had he figured out who she was? Her nerves calmed when she realized he was staring at her deep Scarlet hair. Oh.

"FERNANDES! WHAT'RE YOU DOING LEAD THE YOUNG LADY TO HER ROOM!" the receptionist yelled once again shattering what was left of Erza's ear drum.

"Right away ma'am!" he quickly picked up Erza's luggage and she couldn't help but notice the way his muscules flexed.

" Follow me." he lead the way into the elevator where there was nothing but silence.

"Erm..So what's your name?" he had asked her breaking the silence.

"Erza, and you? All I ever heard was FERNANDES!" she imatated the receptionist. He chuckled at her.

"Well you got the last part right, it's Jellal Fernandes." he grinned at her as the elevator door opened.

"Ladies first." he generiously offered. Slighty blushing she walked out the elevator turning her head away from his, this did not go unnoticed by him he cracked a small smile. He stared at her and for the first time realized how perfect she was, a tall slender figure with a pair of legs that seemed to go on forever, beautiful warm eyes and the thing that he had always caught himself staring at, her perfect scarlet hair, beautiful like a sunset.

he quickly averted his eyes away from her. He had a job to do and it wasn't to check her out. Walking a little faster he reached room 417 and opened it, neatly placing her luggage against the wall watching her flop onto the bed, he had smiled once more and left the room.

i need some new pairings to write about gimme some ideas