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I was really unsure if I should continue this, but I'm trying and if you guys like this too I'll probably finish it. :D

Chapter 2.

"You can't just leave!" Natsu said, he didn't like the idea at all, "let's at least go with you!"

"I just have to give this back to my father, then I'll be right back – I promise!" Lucy explained and showed him the box.

"Can't you just send it back?" Gray asked - and didn't even notice that his shirt was gone again.

"I need to go," Lucy said, "I want to ask him what's going on, face-to-face"

"He don't deserve that much, you know" Gray murmured and looked away.

"Maybe, but I have already send a letter about my visit – and I didn't mentioned anything about other visitors"

"Still," Gray mumbled. Lucy signed and turned to leave, but Gray grabbed her wrist. Natsu lifted an eyebrow in surprise.

"Wait Lucy" He said and looked her in the eyes.

"What?" She asked and let him hold her wrist a little.

"Um … " He said confused, "Oh … nothing really" He hurried to let go of her arm and turned away. Lucy stared at him for another second, and then she turned toward the door again.

"Actually Lucy –" Gray began, but she had already walked out the door. He stared at the closed door a moment, and then he turned and start walking the other way. Natsu just stood and looked at the closed door for another moment.

Gray waited till he was in an empty hall, then he supported himself against the wall an whispered.

"Actually Lucy I have something to tell you, it's really weird and strange. I have never felt like this before, but I think I love you" He mumbled into thin air, "You don't love me? Well … I kind of expected that" He continued and scratched the back of his head.

Lucy arrived at the train station. She had her luggage and waited for the train to come. The package from her father was under her arm, waiting to be brought back.

She wore a white summer dress, a big yellow sunhat and a pair of white sandals. Her hair hung loosely, and blew a little in the summer air.

"Guess I'm going back once more," She whispered and closed her eyes. The wind pulled a little in her hair. She heard the trains' wheels and opened her eyes. The train parked and waited for the passengers to go on. She made a little sigh and walked toward the smoking train.

She stepped in and found a seat by the window, so she could watch the town run by. The streets melted into the peoples and buildings in an eternal spin. She was getting a little drowsy – she hadn't gotten much sleep after the ´gift´ from her father, she had had a lot in mind.

"Excuse me," A voice said hesitating, "is that seat taken?"

Lucy looked up at a boy, a little older than her. His clothes where baggy and he had lowered his head, so his featured was hid by the cap on his head, but Lucy could see the orange-brown hair point out from under it.

"No, it's not," She said and sends him a tired smile.

"Thanks," He mumbled. She just nodded and made a yawn.

"You look exhausted," He commended and took a seat beside her.

"I am," She said and rested her head in the palm, "I have had a lot in mind."

"Like what?" He asked curios and finally looked up. She could see his green eyes and tanned skin now. He actually didn't look that bad.

"Family stuff," She said rejecting. She didn't really want to talk about that subject.

"You're not alone," He said with a gentle smile and finally showed all of his face, "I'm actually running away, but don't tell anyone"

"I won't" Lucy said and had to smile, "I'm pleased to meet you, can I have your name?"

"Um … you first" He mumbled and hid his face again.

"Well, my name is Lucy," She said and smiled, "What about you?"

He went silent. He just sat in a couple of seconds, and then he rushed to his feet.

"I have to go – this is my stop," He said and stumbled a bit in his hurry.

Lucy rushed to her feet and blocked him the way out.

"There's a long way to the next stop – relax," She was getting curious, "you owe me a name"

He didn't answer. He clenched his teeth a little together and then sat down again, Lucy did the same. Lucy eyes him for a second, but when he didn't speak she took the word again.

"I won't tell anybody – it's not like I'm a secret-agent or anything," She said quietly.

"That's what a secret-agent would say," He teased and smiled a little under the cap. Lucy couldn't help but smile too. The boy made a huge sign and turned to face her again.

"I'm sorry – I'm being really rude, toward a really pretty girl," He finally took off his cap. He looked … handsome and cute at the same time, "I can't give you my real name, but please call me whatever you want"

Lucy gave him a confused look.

"Why can't you tell me your name?" She asked wondering.

"Look …" He said and his eyes flicked a little, "you wouldn't believe me if I told you anyway. So there's really no need to, right?"

"I have seen a lot and heard a lot of crazy stuff," Lucy responded.

"It's not crazy … it's just … cheesy," He explained and made a little smile. Lucy raised an eyebrow (she was getting really curious now), she waved a hand to make him continue. He looked at her for another second, and then he took a deep breath.

"I'm only going to say it ONCE. So you better listen," He said uncomfortable and waited until Lucy nodded, he opened his mouth and began to talk really fast.

"Fine … I'm son of a duke – and I'm running away from an arranged marriage, to marry the girl I love." He felt a light blush spread in his cheeks, ", told you it was cheesy"

Lucy had to think about the words for a second. Then she smiled.

"A bit maybe," She teased, but he just looked away, "I'm joking" She hurried to say.

"It's not funny," He said and pulled his eyebrows together, "My father doesn't understand. That's why I'm running away"

"I hope you'll find your girl," Lucy said and gave him another smile. She was getting more tired.

"I hope so too. By the way where are you go-" He stopped himself when he saw her rest her head against the window. Eyes closed and already fast asleep.

"You really was tired," He whispered and smiled. He hurried to take his jacket of and wrapped it to a ball, "Your head will hurt, if you let it rest against the hard window" He mumbled and lifted her head just a bit, and placed his jacket under her cheek.

"Miss," A voice echoed in Lucys head, "Miss, wake up"

She opened her eyes, just a bit, and looked up at a tall man. He shook her gently.

"It's the last stop, you have to get out of the train," He mumbled.

"Oh … I'm sorry," She said and rubbed her eyes. She looked around, but the friendly boy was gone. He could at least have woken her. Gezz …

She grabbed her luggage and the package and walked out of the train. When she stepped out, the surroundings was all different from when she got on the train. Instead of houses and streets – grass and fields surrounded her, and she could hear the buzzing from the insects.

She was home, but it still felt so foreign from her guild at home.

"Miss Lucy! Miss Lucy!" A voice yelled across the station. She made a wide smile when her old maid Supetto came running toward her. She raised her greeting hand and waved happily. Supettos eyes filled up with tears, and suddenly she ran really fast for an old woman. Tears sprung from her eyes when she pulled Lucy into a giant hug.

"Miss Lucy, You're home. You're finally home," She said happily and Lucy gladly returned the hug, but after a while she gently pushed the maid away again.

"I'm not going to stay – I'm sure you know about my fathers gift," She showed Supetto the package.

"Yes, I do." She said sadly, "It's not that I would make you marry anyone without love, but I just whished you would stay for a little while longer."

Lucy made a little smile and gave the old woman another hug. Supetto had helped her trough all the tough times when she was younger, but Supettos love wasn't enough to give her a future. She needed freedom. She wouldn't let he father role over her anymore. She had to hold her ground and put her life back together.

"I whish I could, but my comrades waits at home. I actually plan to go home right after this discussion," Lucy explained and bowed her head a little.

"Well, then lets get the best out of it," The little woman said and showed Lucy to a car nearby, "Everyone's looking forward to see you again."

"I'm glad," Lucy said and made a little smile.

After the ride, she got a huge welcoming from her former staff. They all clung to her and told her how much they had missed her. They also told her a bit about her fathers' plans. He had really arranged a wedding. Hadn't she made it clear last time? That made her angry, but she had to keep calm.

She was leaded inside a changing room like last time – and changed into an expensive red dress. It was a long time since she had had such an expensive dress on. She took just a minute to look at herself in the mirror. She saw a thin, pale, rich girl. It wasn't her. She looked good though – but it wasn't her.

"Anything wrong?" Supetto asked and began to bind a white bow on the back of the dress.

"No, nothing" Lucy murmured and looked down.

"You know I'll listen to anything you say, honey" Supetto said and pulled a little in the bow to make it sit perfectly.

"Yes, I know" Lucy said and smiled a little. She knew Supetto would support her in anything, but Supetto would also be hurt if she told her that she hated it here. Supetto didn't press her to talk, and she was thankful for that.

After her dress-up, she once again stood outside the big, dark, wooden door of her fathers office. She raised her hand to knock, but hesitated.

What are you doing Lucy? She thought angrily to herself, why are you hesitating? Just be strong and tell him – like last time, remember?

Lucy felt her courage build up and raised her hand again. She then knocked with one finger.

"Yes," She heard from inside. She gently pushed the door open and the familiar smell of her fathers' office streamed around her. She held the package in a tight grip under her arm.

The room held so many memories and not good ones.

"It's me father," She said, "I need to talk to you"

"Lucy?" Her father said and took off his glasses, "Let me speak first"

She nodded and waited.

"I know you'll response like last time," He gestured toward the long package, "You even brought my gift back, but you don't really have a choice"

"What's that suppose to mean?" Lucy asked and tried to keep calm.

"You see –" In that second the phone rung loudly. He lifted a hand, to make her wait. Lucy was getting nervous. What did he mean by; you don't really have a choice?"

She found a chair and sat down.

"Finally, sure … yes … yes, of course … yes, she is … Good idea" She heard her father say in the phone, "No, we won't mind at all – bring him. Oh … you're here already … that's nice … we'll meet you in the dinning hall in a minute …"

Lucy tried to figure her father out, but she didn't have a clue. She watched him while he said a quick goodbye and hung the phone up. He slowly turned toward her.

"You're lucky," He said and smirked, "not many arranged brides, get to see their grooms before time"

"I'm not going to marry anyone!" Lucy said annoyed, "I couldn't care less about that prince from –"

"LUCY!" Her father yelled and she flicked back in shock, "don't you dare use that tone around me" His eyes where filled with fury.

"I apologize, but I'm not going to marry the prince" She said and tried to sound formal.

"Who said anything about a prince," Her father asked, "just meet him"

"No," Lucy said angrily. She had had enough of being given orders.

"You're here, aren't you," Her father said and tried to hold his tone down, "you could at least meet him"

Lucy eyed her father for a second and then nodded. Maybe if she rejected the guy right now, he would get offended and don't want her.

She followed behind her father trough the long halls and down the long stairs. Everything was as she remembered it. The exclusive paintings on the walls, the beautiful decorations. A paradise for most, but for her it just represented a prison.

Finally they stood in front of another large door, which leaded to, the great dinning hall. Here she had often had dinner ... alone.

"Behave, and don't say a word, unless I tell you to," He commanded.

Lucy looked down and wrapped her hands together.

"Lucy!"

"Yes, sir" She said by reflex.

"Good," He said and opened the door.

By the end of the large dinning table, two persons sat. Lucy made a quiet gasp. The first was a redheaded man with a large moustache and an expensive suit, but it was the other boy that caught her attention. He looked absolutely miserable. His orange-brown hair was hanging down and his green eyes had no light. He didn't even look up when the door opened.

It was the guy from the train. Why was he here?

"Oh … Duke," Her father said with a big smile. He hurried to walk toward the Duke. The Duke hurried to his feet and raised a hand toward Lucys father. Still no response from the boy.

"I see you found him," Lucys father said sceptically and looked at the boy from the corner of his eye, "How?"

"That stupid boy," The Duke said and made a fake smile, "He was really confused – he had a crush on some poor girl" He laid his hand on the boys shoulder and the boy looked like he could burst into tears.

"I hope that's past," Lucys' father said, "Because I have a fine young woman here, my daughter Lucy Heartphilia"

The boy yanked his head up by the name.

"Train-girl?" He said surprised and widen his eyes in surprise.

Yeah ... that was my second chapter. Did you like? If I continue I'll have more GrayLucy. :)