**I don't own Fairy Tail or the characters. They all belong to Mashima.
Not sure what I'll update next. I've been working on the next chapter for The Dragon Slayers of Fairy Tail as well as The Size of His Heart. Also, Fire Dragon of the Apocalypse is underway again.
Alright, finally finished chapter 3 of this. Hope you enjoy.**
"Alright, everyone listen up!" Makarov called from the front of the guild. "As you all know, the marriage of Prince Natsu Dragneel to Princess Hisui E. Fiore will take place in one week."
"Wait, Prince Natsu?!" Gajeel said disbelievingly.
"Yes. As the betrothed of the princess, Natsu Dragneel is officially the crown prince of Fiore."
"How did flame brain get to be prince of Fiore?" Gray asked. "He'll probably destroy the castle or something."
He was instantly knocked to the floor by a metal gauntlet. "Regardless of our feelings about Natsu, I cannot have you speaking this way about the crown prince of the realm." Erza said.
"He does have a point though," Lucy sweat-dropped. "Natsu's not exactly known for his restraint…"
"QUIET!" Roared the master. "I'M STILL SPEAKING!"
Instantly the whole guild was silent.
"As I was saying, the wedding is in one week." The master resumed. "The prince and princess have honored us by requesting that certain members of Fairy Tail take part in the royal wedding."
"First, Prince Natsu requests that the following members be appointed as groomsmen for the wedding ceremony: Gajeel Redfox. Laxus Dreyar. Elfman Strauss. And Gray Fullbuster. These members will go to the capital city immediately to be measured by the royal tailor."
"Princess Hisui has requested that the following members act as bridesmaids: Lucy Heartfilia. Erza Scarlet. And Wendy Marvell. She also requests that Asuna Connell participate as the flower girl."
"If your name was called, please come to the front of the guild and collect your ticket. The royal family has paid for your train fair, as well as a week's stay at the nicest resort in Crocus."
There was a long silence, which was broken by Gajeel.
"Ya know, I always said Salamander was a great guy."
"No you didn't!" Gray yelled, his clothes coming off. "You always said he was a cocky jerk."
"You looking for a fight ice princess?"
"Bring it metal head."
And the guild erupted into a brawl.
~~~Crocus, the royal palace~~~
Natsu sighed as he laid back on his enormous bed. This was the one place in the whole palace where he could actually be alone, and he'd never been more glad to be alone for a few minutes.
Normally the pink-haired dragon slayer thrived on people. He loved being around people. People energized him. Made him happy.
Happy. The exceed had flown off to greet Natsu's friends, who'd just arrived in Crocus. Natsu wasn't permitted to go. There was too much to do. Now what was I thinking about? Oh right. People. People are cool.
But the palace people were different. They all kept calling him stuffy things like "your highness" and barely talked to him except in the line of duty. They were constantly reprimanding him for breaking some social rule or other, and there was nothing more boring than trying to learn how to be a successful businessman as well as a successful ruler.
He wondered how his guild was doing now that he was at the capital. Probably the same old guild. The king did say something about allowing him to stay in Fairy Tail, but he wasn't quite sure how that would work since his home was now in Crocus.
A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. Probably another one of those stupid guards telling him it was time for a lesson in history again, or worse, etiquette.
"Whaddya want?" He called out.
The door opened, and the king came in. Natsu jumped up in surprise.
"What's up Kabo… I mean your majesty?" He said, remembering his etiquette lesssons.
The king laughed. "It seems strange hearing you use those words, Natsu Dragneel," he said. "But at least it shows that your lessons are paying off."
He paused, then continued. "I actually came to give you this, Natsu." He handed the dragon slayer a teleportation lacrima. "This lacrima will teleport you to a special training ground well outside of town," he explained. "Somewhere you can go all out and not have to worry about destroying anything."
"Umm… Thanks, but why?"
"I want you to get stronger, Natsu. Push yourself past your limit every day. Become the strongest wizard in Fiore. No, in all Earthland."
"Well, that's what I already planned on doing, but why?" Natsu asked.
The king just smiled. "I will tell you when the time is right."
As the king started to leave, Natsu called out "Hey K… your majesty? When will I see the princess? It's already been a week and I still haven't even spoken to her yet."
The king just laughed. "Sorry Natsu, but you don't get to see my daughter till your wedding day."
"WHAT?!"
"I didn't know you were so eager to see your fiancé," the king said with a grin. "You two must really be in love."
Natsu blushed. "I just thought we'd spend a little time getting to know each other before the wedding."
"That's what the rest of your lives are for," The king said, waving his hand dismissively. Then he was gone.
"Grr… Now I need to blow off some steam," Natsu said as he used the teleportation lacrima.
The lacrima transported him to a huge, wide open space, and he looked around surprised. There was nothing but plain for miles around, with a forest starting somewhere so far in the distance he could barely make out the outlines of the trees.
But what was really strange was that he couldn't smell any life forms. No humans. No animals. Just trees, rocks, and grass. Where the hell was he?
Just then a giant video lacrima screen appeared nearby, and the king was on it. "Hello Natsu. What do you think of our training dimension?"
"What?!" Natsu exclaimed, but the recording of the king went on talking.
"The teleportation lacrima I gave you doesn't teleport you to a different location. Rather, it teleports you to the same location in a different dimension. The dimension you're currently in was actually created as a training ground by some of the most powerful mages in the history of Fiore. You can do as much damage as you want today, and when you come back tomorrow everything will be back just the way it is now."
"Now grow stronger, Natsu. For the sake of my daughter and your future children. You must grow stronger."
"You don't need to tell me that old man," Natsu said as the image faded. He grinned, cracking his knuckles. "Finally, a place I can really let loose!"
For the next couple hours the fire dragon slayer demolished over 10,000 square miles of the landscape.
~~~A week later~~~
Natsu couldn't believe the day was already here. He stood tall in his blood-red tuxedo and black dress shirt, with a white tie that had a red and orange flame pattern licking the edges all the way up to the knot at the top. Behind him Gray, Elfman, Gajeel, Laxus, Sting, and Rogue all stood in their own fire-orange tuxedos, each wearing a white shirt with a black tie. The wedding planners had objected to the flashy attire at first, but Natsu wouldn't have it any other way. And in the end, being the crown prince of the realm did have its perks.
Then the bridesmaids started coming down the aisle. First came Erza, wearing a dark green dress that clung tightly to her form, accenting her large bust and slender waist before flowing down and billowing out past her shapely hips, flowing just above the ground around her ankles. The dress itself seemed to have a gemlike quality to it, as though the entire thing were not actually cloth but a gorgeous, liquid emerald that just happened to be in that shape.
Behind Erza came Lucy, wearing a similar dress that was fitted to her busty form. Then came Wendy, Yukino, Kagura, and Jenny. Then Asuna came down the aisle. She wore a more pale green dress that sparkled like it had a million diamonds in it as she spread pure white flower petals down the aisle.
Then, last of all, came the bride. And Natsu's breath caught in his throat when he saw her.
Hisui E. Fiore was always the perfect picture of elegance. As a member of the royal family, she'd been carefully groomed for that. But today she was more than that. Her pearl white wedding dress, accented with hints of pale green, clung tightly to her ample breasts, the neckline curving down just enough to give the slightest peek at her cleavage. A jade heart rested just above the cleavage, strung on a pure silver necklace that was woven in a tiny, but intricate, design of dragons entangled together around her neck. The dress's waistline was adorned with small pearls and diamonds that were sown into the dress, accenting her tiny waist. The front of the skirt pressed close against her body, giving a tantalizing hint of her voluptuous, curvy hips. From there it flowed down to the floor, falling in gentle cascades around the princess's feet. There was no veil, for such was not the custom in Fiore. Rather, her beautiful face, from her creamy skin and the gentle glow in her cheeks to her large, green eyes was fully visible. The dragon slayer was enraptured by the beauty, unable to take his eyes of her as she glided gracefully down the aisle. In that moment any annoyance he had over being married to someone he didn't even really know fled from his mind.
When she finally reached him, she turned toward him as the archbishop began the ceremony. Her scent was intoxicating. Fresh and wild like the clover opening up after rain, yet refined like the beautiful roses of the palace gardens. Her lips were perfect too, beautiful, not too thin nor too full, adorned with a dark red lipstick that contrasted her jade hair perfectly.
He barely heard the words of the archbishop as he droned on about the princess and the kingdom behind them. His eyes and thoughts were only for Hisui at that moment. He wondered how he'd never noticed that she was this beautiful. Sure, he'd seen her as cute before, but this was a whole new level. She was beyond beautiful. Beyond gorgeous. There were no words that could describe what he was feeling as he looked at her right now.
Suddenly the archbishop coughed loudly, causing Natsu to look toward him. As he did, he also noticed the ring-bearer, holding out the rings expectantly.
"Oh," he grunted, his cheeks flushing slightly. He grabbed the rings from the pillow and gave the one that would end up on his finger to Hisui.
He recited his vows, which of course had been written by the royal family, by rote, slowly slipping the ring onto the princess's finger. He saw her blush a little as he looked deep into her eyes and she started to say her own vows, then slowly slipped the ring onto his finger.
The archbishop droned on again for a few minutes before saying the only words that cut through Natsu's mental haze.
"You may kiss the bride."
And instantly his lips met hers, hungry and passionate. She seemed surprised at the intensity of the kiss, but returned it just as earnestly as his arms slid around her waist. Her arms slipped up around his neck and the kiss lasted several long moments before they broke, working to catch their breath in a dignified manner.
Cheering and clapping broke out all over the ballroom, and then the two departed. Natsu had to think about walking slowly down the aisle as he'd been instructed many times.
Once they made it through, they were beset by people congratulating them and wanting something. One of the first of these was Jason, the intrepid reporter from Sorcerer Magazine.
"COOOL!" He said. "Natsu Dragneel, crown prince of Fiore! You and your wife must be our feature picture! COOOL!"
Natsu growled inwardly as he spent the next 45 minutes posing for different pictures from various people. Now that the immediate thrill of the wedding was over, he realized two things. One, he was hungry. Two, the intoxicating scent of the princess was making him want something that he'd sworn he was going to make her wait for as punishment for forcing him to marry her. He was a little disturbed by the second, since he'd been absolutely certain of his ability to control that part of himself. After all, he barely knew the girl. I can't wait to see her naked. Wait, what? Fuck, that's not what he meant to think about. He was thinking about how mad he still was that he'd been forced to marry her and how amazing she would taste. Oh fuck me. I need to get my mind on something else.
Finally it was time for the food. The ballroom had been quickly rearranged from the ceremony, and now held a large number of tables along with a "head table" that hosted the bride, groom, and the wedding party. Natsu and Hisui were in the middle, waiting for the food to be brought forward.
When it finally came, the food smelled delicious. Natsu welcomed the break from the intoxicating scent that had him ready to rip the princess's wedding dress off and – no, that wasn't what he wanted. He shook his head to clear it. Then slowly picked up his fork and his knife and began cutting his steak into bite-sized bits.
He felt eyes on him and looked up. Every member of his guild, as well as Sting, Rogue, Lyon, Chelia, and a few others from other guilds, were staring at him with their mouths hanging open. He shot them a look of annoyance.
"What's up with you guys? Do I look like some kind of freak show or something?"
"Your… fork…" Erza muttered, her mouth still wide. "You're… using it…"
"Food.. not.. flying… everywhere…" Lucy gaped.
Natsu sighed and resumed eating. The meal was good. The cream sauce that was served over the steak was especially good today, and he was finally getting used to the vegetables. He would never like them, but he could at least tolerate them now. He finished the last of his food and carefully wiped the corners of his lips with his napkin.
"Again with the staring people," he muttered as he noticed people from his guild staring at him. Didn't they have anything better to do than gawk at his eating habits?
The next portion of their wedding reception consisted of people getting up and talking about their memories of the two. Natsu sighed, a little bored, as Fairy Tails began to recount some of his greatest and most embarrassing moments.
Suddenly he felt a head on his shoulder and looked over. Hisui was clinging to his arm, her head resting gently against him. He felt a little heat rising to his face. "Hisui?"
"It's been a tiring day," the princess said in a whisper. "And this is the most boring part. Right now I just want to get my husband back to the bedroom."
"Husband?..." Oh, right. He was married now. The suggestive tone to her voice as she made the comment made him blush, and he couldn't help taking a peak at her cleavage. Her current position made it easy for him to see a little more of her creamy breasts. Not enough to reveal her full figure, but enough for him to crave more. He wanted to get her back to the bedroom. To see every inch of her beautiful, intoxicating body. To…
No! I'm going to make her wait as punishment for forcing me to do this!
Well, yeah… But wasn't it enough punishment to make her wait till evening? Maybe he could just punish her some other way. Like getting a little kinky in the bedroom…
What the fuck? Why is my own mind betraying me?
He could feel the warmth of her breasts pressing against his arm as she clung to it, her head still resting against his shoulder. Her scent had changed subtly. With the earlier aromas was a new, slightly husky smell that made his head thick with desire. He couldn't even focus on what was going on around him anymore. All he could think about was when this was going to end so he could get back to the bedroom with his bride.
~~~A little later~~~
The wedding was finally over, and the now married couple had returned to the princess's bedroom. The princess left Natsu on the bed while she freshened up, allowing his mind a little time to clear. His determination was set again. He knew what she wanted, but she needed to be punished for forcing the marriage. She'd have to wait at least a week.
"Oh Natsu…" He looked up to see the princess coming out of the bathroom. She'd changed out of her wedding dress into a tiny, jade green negligee, through which he could see her amazing breasts, no longer constrained by a bra. She had silky green panties that just covered her nether region, and he could smell the intoxicating – almost suffocating – scent coming from her again.
Must… control… Oh fuck it! He caught his wife in his arms and practically threw her to the bed, and for the better part of the night he enjoyed the privileges that came with being her husband.