So I dodged a catastrophy when I posted the other day. My mother, in all her intellegence, decided to add a few words into my rough draft. Luckily, Jellal didn't end up naked and Erza wasn't wairing polka-dots. Because I didn't use that scene. I saw the naked part and was like 'I'm fairly certain that's Jellal, not Gray.'

Anyways...

Loki opened his mouth to speak and was interrupted by a shout from the doorway. A red headed woman stood next to a half naked man, a short bluenette, a staggering brunette, another paler bluenette, and a tough looking man. The red head was the one who spoke and Lucy cast him a curious glance as she couldn't hear the group behind her.

"Who are you," The red head demanded. Her group each sporting a similar determined glare. Seeing the trail of her brother's eyes she turned.

"Oh, Erza." She said easily, "What're you doing here?"

Erza kept her glare on Loki, only letting it flitter down to his hands that were wrapped around the blonde's own. "I was just asking your friend here the same thing." Her voice was hard, but of course Lucy didn't hear this, only giggling lightly as if the question were somewhat humorous, Loki didn't find it funny.

Lucy stood, dragging the elder boy up with her. "Loki this is everyone," She proclaimed with more joy and vigor than Erza had ever seen from the blonde, making her hard glare soften in suprise and her eyes to widen slightly.

"Everyone, this is my older brother, Loki!"

The room became enveloped in complete silence as the signifagance of the blonde's declaration filtered, or tried to, through their minds.

Levy recovered first, signing furiously to her frined. "Lu-chan!" She shouted with her hands. "How come you never told us you had a brother?"

Lucy opened her mouth to answer, but quickly brought her hand to her lips, stifling her raging coughs. When her hand was drawn back, crimson speckles stained her palm. Her moment of suprise was cut short by another round of coughing.

Erza took action quickly, thrusting a fist into the blonde's abdomen. Lucy collapsed forward into the red head's waiting arms and once secured and balanced Erza turned a glare that could break stone on the orange haired older brother. "How long has she been talking?"

He was caught off guard by this question and sputtered a bit before Erza's glared intensified and a quick and quiet, "I don't know like the whole time I've been here please don't hurt me."

Satisfied with his answer she turned to her companions, passing Lucy to the half naked man. "Gray, take Lucy to Porlyusica quickly." She turned to the black haired man, "Gajeel, take Levy and go find Natsu. He's probably in Lucy's room but check his room and the cafeteria as well." She turned to the brunette, "Cana, go get the good stuff." The brunette, Cana her name was, looked horrified.

"Not the good stuff!" She cried. "Master only gets so much of it and I have to ration it out enough as it is! Last time you used a whole weeks worth of it in one day!" Erza seemed unamused by the brunettte's protest.

"I believe I asked you to get the good stuff, did I not? I could always tell Mater that he can go ahead and diminish your stores even more, claiming you've become less dependant. Do you want that?"

"You truly are a cruel woman, Scarlett." Cana cursed as she turned to follow the others out the door. "But just so we're clear, I'm doing it for Lucy, not you."

Erza smiled, "Yes of course."

She turned to Loki, something in her eyes that the boy couldn't quite place. A mixture of worry, happiness, concern, elation, fear, and an underlying root of exhaustion. "Can we talk, Loki-san?"

"Formalities aren't nessecary." Loki waved his hand in a dismissal gesture. "I believe this is a matter you wish to discuss privately, am I right?"

"Yes, if you wouldn't mind. There are a few things I wish to ask."

Loki studied her face once more. He was rather good at reading people at at the moment while he saw many questions, they all revolved around one topic.

"You wish to know of mine and Lucy's father," He stated bluntly, no doubt that his analysis was correct. Erza paused a moment, suprised at how easily he read her.

"Yes," She finally answered, leading him towards the Den of the Dam-ed, as proclaimed by a metal plaque beside the door. "Among other things."

When they entered the room, Loki was slightly taken aback by the decor. The majority of the room was dominated by a large, dark wooded table with a thick pane of unscathed glass resting on top. Around a dozen plush leather chairs were pushed under the table and a large, wing backed chair sat at the table's head. The table sat pulled back from dead center, allowing room towards the front for presentations or the like to take place with ample room. A large white Activ-Board was mounted there and the coinciding projector hung mounted on the ceiling. The pen and remote rested in a tray at the end of the table where no chairs were.

Two small bouquets of seasonal flowers rested in ornate vases at precisely placed locations on the table, equidistant from the table's edge and each other. A clear pitcher of water and multiple glasses sat on a try placed ontop of a decorative dresser-like piece behind the largest chair. A large landscape painting hung above it. The two remaining walls were covered in floor-to-ceiling, wall-to-wall bookshelves that were filled also with aged trinkets and the like.

Loki stiffled his imediate sense of wonder and seated himself in the chair to Erza's right. She settled herself into the large chair, obviously holding a place of power in this institution, and turned her attention fully on him.

"Now, Loki-kun." She said, and he again waved away her fromalities. Any friend of his sister was a friend of his.

"Loki," she corrected, "I have a few questions I'd like to ask you about your Father. Namely who he is and why he shows such interest in healing your sister's obviously unfixable hearing."

"Probably so she'll play again." The obscure answer seemed to make perfect sense to the boy, but none at all to Erza.

"Pardon?"

"Piano, my dear," Loki explained. "Lucy once played piano, probably still does, but if anything, that's why. So she'll play piano for him again."

"He likes to hear her play piano?" Erza was still slightly confused.

Loki shook his head. "Not really, more like he likes the sound of the money her piano playing makes him."

"That 's terrible."

"That's Father. Even when Mother was around he was incorrigable when it came to money. To him it was everything. I doubt that changed once I left."

Erza sat in silence for a moment, mulling in her mind what this all meant.

Lucy opened her eyes slowly, testing out the new world around her. Bringing a hand to her face for inspection she saw it all blurry and green. Cana got out the good stuff didn't she?

Lucy sighed. They really made a big deal out of nothing. So what if she had chronic bronchitis? She'd always been alone to deal with the coughing and it didn't happen too often, twice a year, maybe.

She sighed, these people really were too good to her.

Okay, so chronic bronchitis really will make you cough up blood. I do reasearch for these things, you know. Anyways, IDK why I told you that, just putting it out there.

Thanks for all the reviews for only 6-7 chapters! I love you all!