Hey there! Here I am with my second chapter! I forbid you not to enjoy it! (also thank you sooooooo much for those who reviewed and who read the first chapter!) There you go!

Natsu was standing on the soft grass, looking dumb in front of the brown haired girl with her hands on her hips; in one hand she had a broom.

He was in the Middle Eve… wasn't he? That portal or whatever that was… it send him in the Middle Eve! He thought of pinching himself to make sure it was true, but it was worthless, the sun was hot and the wind was blowing… and he could feel them quite well.

''Are you deaf, creep?'' the girl said angrily giving him her killing glares. ''You thief, aint'cha? I'll have ya' eat the dust outta ma' shoes, ditcha hear me, bastard? Get outta ma' sight before I kick yar' ass like a dog you are!''

He could barely understand what she was saying, but the broom in her hand didn't look so appealing to him; especially now, when de had to take his time to understand what in the world was happening. He raised up and left the girl's sight with big fast steps as he wondered what was her problem. She probably though he was a thief, like she said.

He looked at his surroundings noticing he was in a wild village. He could see far away in the distance a castle, a palace, whatever. He never knew what the difference was. So he really was in the Middle Age…

Natsu suddenly turned around at the sound of a horrible groan behind him; and he saw… an OGRE! He screamed like a little girl in surprise (even though he would never acknowledge it was him, later) at the sight of the ugly, dark colored, round and with many gross abscesses face and the big, deformed and with rags as clothes body. His instinct was running; and he was a good listener to his instincts. And as soon as he got away from the monster and the shock, he heard some villagers (most of them women) scream in fear. He didn't know if it was because of him or because of the ogre anymore; and he didn't care. He had to get out of this crazy thing! But he soon realized they were screaming because of the ogre. That monstrous creature was following him and fast! He wasn't used to reading fairy tales, but if he had done, he would've known ogres ate humans.

He suddenly angered realizing he was running away from a challenge. Natsu Draganeel never ran away from challenges! He turned around with a single move of his foot and sweated as he saw the huge, ugly figure approaching him. For a moment, he sincerely regretted ever calling Lucy an ogre.

That's right! Lucy! Where was she? He could remember she was also dragged into the portal.

He dodged an intent of the creature to jump in him. He tried to kick the ogre's head, but then he realized it was hard like a rock and it must've not hurt at all. And then he realized it was worthless to try and fight it; he was too… fleshy and soft to fight such a stone! He immediately decided it was wiser to just back up and let the villagers deal with it, when he realized his 'fighting spirit' had impressed the men from the cottages and they all came out with knives and forks decided to fight alongside the young man who ''decided to show them a good example''. Natsu couldn't believe with just one pointless kick and move, he had already become the hero of a bunch of peasants. And so fast!

In a couple minutes, men, women and even children came out of the houses screaming and throwing with onions and potatoes in the ogre, only to take them back afterwards ( they couldn't afford giving up on food ). The ogre decided this wasn't worth so much effort, so he eventually left. Natsu was obviously staring at the scene. Either these people were crazy, either he was, entering a parallel world through a portal in the middle of a fight with Lucy. Soon, he was acclaimed by the happy villagers; they got rid of a possible damage caused by one of the ogres who wandered around those lands.

Girls were blushing, men were laughing, women were giggling and Natsu had no clue what he had done. One man spoke:

''Ya' ain't from these place, are ya'? The way you kicked that monster…'' he shook his head smiling ''… men ain't taught these moves around here.''

Looking at Natsu's clothes, another woman said:

''Yar' a traveler? Where ditcha' come from?''

''Um… uh…''

Since everybody was looking at Natsu waiting for him to answer, he felt the need to come up with a believable answer so he could at least survive here. His eyes rolled toward the castle in the distance.

''Do you know how that castle over there in called?''

He hoped they would tell him, so he could answer with their answer. They all looked in the direction he pointed and then looked back at him.

'' 'Course we do!'' a man said.

Natsu waited. Nothing more.

''U-Uh… well… I can't answer if you don't prove you truly know.''

''Oh, forgive us… sir…'' a woman said kindly understanding from his words that he was an important person. ''Of course we know that is the royal castle of the royal family.''

Natsu waited again.

''Aaaand… you do know who rules it, don't you?'' he said with a forced smile.

''Yes, we do.'' they smiled.

He felt the need to hit his head against a wall.

''Uncle King and Auntie Queen rule it!'' a little boy screamed proudly and everybody looked at him.

''T-This kid… has proven he is worth knowing my identity!'' Natsu declared wishing these people would be smarter than this. Or more stupid, considering he was trying indirectly to draw information from them.

The people started agitating and feeling embarrassed that a little child was worth more respect than they did; but nobody thought of telling him even more so they could earn his 'respect'. In the end, Natsu was forced to tell them he was the Mysterious Prince that came from the castle they told him was ruled by Their Majesties.

''Oh!'' a woman exclaimed. ''So ya' are indeed an important person!''

''Yes, of course!'' Natsu said proudly (he was pretty good at lying).

''Then, if I may ask you, are you participating?''

All the villagers looked at her with surprise, then with delight.

''That's right! Ya' must be participating!''

''P-Participating?''

''Yeah! Ya' know the king said he must be also handsome, and, if I may, ya' are pretty handsome yarself!''

''What are you talking about? Participating in what?''

''Dontcha' call it this way at the castle, too? Ya' know, participating in the princess hunt! The king is willing to have his daughter married and he conducted this contest where you must be participating!''

''Actually…'' Natsu grinned when in idea stroke him. ''I have not.''

''But aintcha' coming from the castle yourself?''

They all kept silent when this sentence made him realize the woman who spoke was right.

''N-No I said I come from a castle that looked like that one! But it's much further away! How dare you misunderstand, you insolent woman!''

The rest of the people followed his example screaming: ''Yeah! How dare you!'', even though it was obvious they had been thinking the same thing as her.

''S-So, uh, what do you have to do in this contest?'' Natsu said more and more interested and already thinking about a beautiful princess.

''Ya' gotta' pass a couple tests.''

Yeah. He was on it. Princess haunt- he liked how it sounded.

He asked a man to take him to the castle and he was ready to take part to the contest. He had to wait, though. Walking took the whole day (he felt like he never appreciated cars enough before) and a kind woman from the neighbor village allowed him to stay over for the night and gave him enough food. He felt thankful and he wished he found a way to repay her.

The next day, everything went smoothly. It had been easier than he expected. He asked an important person from this new village about the details of the contest and he found out he just had to go to the castle telling the guards he was there for the 'Princess Haunt'. Natsu thought immediately the King must've been a fool – his guard was way too weak. Anyone could show up with this blind and easily get to the king and… kill him. Nonetheless, he did as he was advised and gave his old clothes in exchange for new ones. He lied that his own clothes were magical, from a different world and made the person wearing them wiser and stronger. The fools believed him, of course! And so, he got clothes almost as expensive as a prince's.

As he walked into the castle, two guards in his sides, he smirked. Only the idea of getting hold of a princess made him happy. As a pervert as he was, a princess was a sweet, big and colorful candy for a fat little kid. If hot girls in his school were exceptionally called princesses… his imagination was already sprinting on green and sunny fields of excitement. And yes, he was confident he would win this contest. That's right, how many participants could there be?

In the next minute, he took his thought back. Thousands of participants were standing beside him, forming a huuuuuge crowd in the ballroom (also the throne room) in front of the king. From ugly, old men to dazzling young men were here to win the princess over. He gulped. And this was only one of the days the contest was on.

''SILENCE.'' The king said with a deep voice.

Silence indeed fell over them fast.

''You are all here for the Princess Haunt, aren't you?''

Some of the men screamed happily while others smirked.

''You should know there is going to be only one winner! The chosen one!''

''Yeah!'' they all screamed while some of them shouted ''and that's going to be me!''

''Then why are you all here, you idiots?! There is going to be only one winner!'' the king screamed.

Yeah, Natsu was right. The king was an idiot. But not for long~! He was going to become the king instead of this old Santa!

''You are going to try and pass three tests! The one who will pass them is going to marry the princess, my beautiful daughter! The fair maiden who is rumored to be an angel fallen on the Earth!''

They all screamed happily and even Natsu grinned wider.

''The three tests are in this order: the first one will measure your intelligence. The second one will measure your ruling abilities and the third one will measure your strength. Without any other ado, let's start!''

Natsu wondered why were they starting so early, but he concentrated on the question the king asked. It was a simple math question that he came out with his stupid mind and Natsu swore he will be forever grateful to his mother who forced him to learn more. He raised his arm and screamed the answer. All the men inside the room stared at him like he was a madman. Why? Because it looks like they were too dumb to know the answer. It was almost impossibly easy, but Natsu though that even if this was only a dream, he was going to win anyway. Girls can be even more beautiful in dreams. \

''CORRECT!'' the king announced.

No one?! No one else knew the answer to that stupid question?!

He started laughing heavily.

''Your Majesty!'' he screamed so he could be heard. ''It is worthless to continue this. I am the winner!''

Suddenly, everybody in the room got angry and started screaming furiously. Some jumped on Natsu to beat him up.

''Uh-oh!'' he said as he dodged a few punches.

He kicked and punched everywhere hoping he will be safe under the huge amount of angry people. It was time for the second test, it was time to show off his skills he won over so many years of martial arts.

The villagers were right. Nobody here knew martial arts. They only knew how to punch and to use the sword, but they weren't allowed with any weapons inside the building. In that period of time, this fighting way was only known by Asians.

The king was obviously impressed. In a pretty short period of time, Natsu was able to get a quarter of the crowd beaten up. And he was still fighting well!

''THIS IS ENOUGH!'' he announced. ''I believe we have a winner for the two tests!''

The men stopped fighting, but they were still throwing bloodthirsty glares toward Natsu.

''This went fast. I will now read the question to the third test. How would you, as a king, act if you are attacked from both east and west, while most of your army is gathered at the south frontier? The north frontier is consisted, at most, with the ocean. You have to protect both your kingdom and you are willing to occupy the enemy territory. You have no time! Tell me, what would you do?''

Everybody kept silent. They were thinking. Natsu also thought. This was tough. He was attacked from two sides while his army was somewhere far, while he didn't have time to bring it on the right position. Well he would curse his stupid brain for gathering the army only in the south, that's what he would do!

''I would call the army on the east and west to protect the kingdom!'' somebody screamed.

''You have no time! There are only a few hours until they reach the frontiers!'' the king said.

''I would take the fastest boat and get the hell outta' there!'' somebody else said.

''You have to protect your kingdom!''

For the next ten minutes, nobody said anything. They were all thinking. You have to protect you kingdom. Natsu was thinking about this sentence especially. You have to protect your kingdom with all you've got…

''I would…'' he started gathering all the attention, especially the king's. ''I would call for the fastest horse… I would sent a man in the direction where they would be a little later then the other ones with a message from the king. I would go with two guards to meet the leader of the enemy army and I… I would offer myself as a hostage in exchange for their mercy for my people.''

Natsu's look was serious. Everybody looked at him more or less touched. The king was touched, but he hesitated.

''And what if they refuse and kill you?''

Natsu smiled.

''Then I would die knowing I did all I could for my people.''

They all started murmuring impressed. The king looked deep into Natsu's eyes as if he could see them from that enormous distance.

''I believe… I believe we have a winner!'' he announced joyfully.

And even though they all hated Natsu minutes ago, they started clapping and congratulating him. The young man couldn't believe it had been so easy! He walked toward the throne, where the king took his hand and rose it up in victory!

''What is your name, young man?''

''Hm. You can call me the Mysterious Prince.''

The king looked pleased enough.

''And now… call for the princess!'' he shouted happily. ''You should know from now that you will be killed if you do not marry the princess!'' he laughed.

All the room laughed and Natsu harder than everyone. Right! Who wouldn't want to marry a princess!

A pale servant walked toward the king with small fast steps. He lowered his head to the old man's height and whispered something in his ear. The king's smile disappeared and his face turned even paler. As he whispered something back, the king returned his attention on Natsu and the whole crowd. He forced a smile and said.

''Well then… I now pronounce my daughter, the princess!''

They all started acclaiming happily. It was an honor to see the princess, but Natsu was surely the luckiest of them all. He was going to marry her! Only by thinking about this, his heart was beating faster. He could already imagine how wonderful (in a boy's mind) she would be!

The curtain moved. She was coming. Natsu's heart was beating like crazy. His breathing got heavier due to his fruity imagination. He saw a foot stepping from behind the curtain. And what followed…

… was the MOST DISGUSTING, UGLIEST, SKINNIEST CREATURE Natsu has ever seen. Every single man's jaw dropped to the ground and Natsu's heart almost stopped. He choked with his own saliva and was ready to wake up from this NIGHTMARE! He took his time to calm down and tried as much as possible to forget the frightening picture of the horrible princess.

''What… in the world… is the meaning of this…?'', he asked the worried king.

The old man sweated.

''T-This is the princess! The angel fallen from heaven!''

The other men started feeling like they were the lucky ones because they weren't forced to marry such a creature! Yes, forced, because the if-you-don't-marry-her-you're-dead thing was true.

''This can't be the princess!'' Natsu shouted. ''You are seriously kidding me if you think I would marry such a…. such a…''

Everyone gasped. He didn't say it! He didn't say he won't marry her!

''How dare you! You low class commoner! How dare you talk like that to His Majesty!'' a soldier said offended.

''Well 'His Majesty' promised me a beautiful, fair maiden, an angel! And what is this?!''

''You-''

''No, Nigel… That's enough. The Mysterious Prince is right.'' The king said sadly, slowly getting closer to Natsu. He hesitated, then said with a low voice: ''You see… we just found out the princess… ran away…''

''What?!''

''This is her sister who, as you can see…. well, the fate wasn't as generous in her case as it was with her younger sister.''

Natsu really wanted to say something but he couldn't; he stared at the old stinky man with his lips parted in surprise. The king looked back at him; he somehow felt uncomfortable under that glare, which was pretty surprising considering he was the king. He kept shifting and sweating.

''Um… uh… Look, I guess you… uh… I think you two will be happy together, so…''

''No. No, nonononono! You are seriously wrong if you think I would accept this.''

''What will you do? You will be dead if you refuse to marry the princess!'' someone from the crowd shouted.

Natsu faced them all. His faced was covered with seriousness.

''I am going to look for the princess.''

The king has never seen such a determined person in his whole life. He stared at Natsu with much surprise.

''B-But how are you going to find her?''

''When did she leave?''

''Not long ago, we found her room empty. Last time she was seem was at the breakfast with her father.'' Nigel, the servant dared to speak.

Natsu grinned.

''Then what are you waiting for? Prepare me a horse!''

The annoying Nigel frowned prepared to accuse him for ordering around, but the king was faster and he commanded him to do as Natsu said. With a fast bow, he eventually did as he was told.

Natsu walked through the crowd as he hurried to get out of the room. How did he end up in this situation? He was glad he remembered the way well, so he was just opening a door to leave, when another door near opened brutally. This caught his attention. He didn't see anybody come out, so he let his curiosity lead him. He approached the dark entrance cautiously.

He saw a hand come out in no time and caching him by his brand new clothes, dragging him into the black room and closing the door, everything happening in a second.

It was dark, but he saw a beautiful figure of a beautiful girl. Her soft hand was covering his mouth roughly, but still gently. He felt her long hair tickling his cheek and recognized its smell of roses. Her dress' material was also soft in his hand when he caught it as a reflex. When she let go of him, he turned around and the first thing that caught his eyes, even though it was very dark, were her lubricious forms. She was… exactly like he imagined a princess was.

He opened his mouth to ask her why she dragged him there, but she cut him off with a rude and annoyed voice:

''Shut up and follow me if you don't want to marry me.''

So she was the princess! He saw her go away and she seemed to follow a tunnel, when he caught her arm. Her soft skin gave him shivers. After he realized he was caught in her charm, he wanted to say 'Who said I don't want to marry you…?', but his neck was dry. His heart was beating fast. He wanted to get closer to her.

''Hurry up, you bastard! Do you want them to catch us and force us to marry?''

…

Wait. Bastard? And this voice… Waitwaitwaitwaitwaitwait. No. No, this wasn't happening.

He suddenly all the charm break in two pathetic pieces.

''LUCY?!'' he screamed shocked.

''No, the Fairy godmother! Duh, you idiot! Now shut up before they catch us!''

He stared at her in the dark, his mouth wide open.