"Gray, why are you crying?"

Gray looked up and saw Laxus. He was standing at the door with Misa, Dan, and Michelle. They all looked equally shocked. He wiped his eyes, not even realizing that he was crying. Misa narrowed her eyes on him. In three steps, she was right beside him. She leaned over and picked up the notebook. His eyes went wide. She tapped the book on his head twice.

"You didn't open this, right?" she asked in a teasing voice. He gulped. "Why so nervous?"

"I'm not," he said, his voice wavering.

"Of course." She slammed the book down. He jumped. "You wouldn't know about the hundreds of names in this book, all with lives in our hands, right? Or about Lucy seeing how people die by kissing them. And you certainly wouldn't know how the people you care about die, right?!"

He was silent.

She smirked and put her face right next to his, a hand on his shoulder. "I bet you regret trying to kiss her," she whispered in his ear. His face turned red. How did she know?!

"Misa, stop," Laxus said, taking a step forward. She held her hand out.

"No, he deserves to know," she said. She looked back at Gray. "You realize any time she touches someone she sees the worst part of their day, right?" She slammed her hand on the table. "You realize she would cry anytime her parents touched her? When they would kiss her, she would bawl her eyes out, seeing their deaths. She went to therapy, by my mother. She kept telling us about this image she sees. Do you know what that was? Her own mother being stabbed and shot, then her father killing himself. You know that all happened when she was five, right? Ever heard of the Cursed Child?"

Gray's eyes widened.

"Yeah, your little friends read the books for fun, right?" Misa hissed. "Believe me! It isn't fun!"

"I-"

"Don't speak," she interrupted him. "Every few generations, one of them is born. The kid usually kills themselves, or the parents do it. In this age, we won't let that happen. The DPA had her join to help us. Death Protection Agency: preventing early deaths since 1908. We would search for people who wanted to kill themselves and others, helping them. We saves hundreds before Lucy. After? More like thousands. We've almost reached a million. She travels around with Laxus, gathering data. We send out men from my department to stop those deaths. My department is the only that knows about Lucy. Congrats, because you're the first outside."

"Give me a minute!" they all heard Lucy yell from upstairs. She came running down, a smile on her face. "When did you guys get back?" she asked, brushing past everyone. She went over to the table and sat down.

"What's up?" Laxus asked, trying to act like nothing just happened.

"Poe and Joe are upstairs," she said, swinging her feet. "They said they want to talk to you alone, so I would hurry." Laxus nodded and went upstairs.

"Lucy, how are you feeling?" Misa asked, putting her hand to Lucy's forehead.

"Hmm," she hummed. "You two are cute," she giggled.

"What?" Misa asked, slightly amused.

"I want to keep it a surprise!" she giggled. Later that night, she saw Laxus and Misa kissing, then him having to run to the store, being the worst part of her night.

"Alright," Misa laughed. "So anything weird happening with you?"

"Uh," she mumbled, looking over to Gray. She bit her lip and looked at her lap.

"Don't worry about him," Misa said, lifting Lucy's chin up. "Just act like he isn't here. What's wrong?" Gray was slightly offended.

"Well," Lucy said, trying to think of how to say it. "Is it possible that someone's immune to me?"

"What do you mean?" Misa asked.

"Sort of how I can touch myself," she tried to explain. "I can never see my own death or bad parts in my day. Like that, only with another person." She truly did forget Gray was there. However, he didn't forget she was there. He couldn't help but think she was talking about him.

"That can't happen."

"But if it did," she pleaded. She really wanted to know.

"Did this happen?" Misa asked, thinking she knew where the conversation was going. She had a feeling it had to do with a certain shirtless boy behind her. She didn't even feel like commenting on his missing clothing.

"Lucy," Laxus said, reentering the room. "You need to go pack a bag." He looked between the three, wondering what happened. Gray and Lucy both looked shaken up. He didn't fail to notice the smirk on Misa's face. Dan and Michelle weren't in the room. He assumed they left, feeling that they didn't belong in the conversation.

"What for?" Lucy asked, standing up. She walked to Laxus and stopped in front of him. He grabbed her hand and set it on his cheek. Her eyes went wide for a moment. "Okay, I'll be ready in a few minutes." She pushed past Laxus and ran upstairs.

"Gray, go home," Laxus said, crossing his arms. "Just forget you ever met us and leave."

Before Gray could ask what was going on, he was pushed out the door.

This chapter was pretty short. It was almost a thousand words, but it seems shorter when I read it. *shrugs* So you all know what happened to Lucy's parents, and so does Gray. Doesn't Misa seem like a bitch? Yeah, I wanted her to think you were. Someone had to be the bad-cop, right?

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