"Well... It's someone from school, I think, but they think I'm you..." Freed barely whispered. I guess it's not so good for him that my hearing is amazing (though my eyesight isn't the best).

"They what now?" I glared at Freed. I had never been this upset with him. Ever.

"Not everyone knows that I'm not... the straightest... and they asked me questions and the way I answered... They thought I was you. I just answered how I would have normally!" He started defending himself already.

"I think she's about to rip your hair out," Natsu warned Freed through the closed door.

"For the love of-!" I cut Freed off by jumping to the door and swinging it wide open.

"And what would you want?" I glared at Natsu with as much rage as I could muster. His voice was especially making me go crazy right now. And not in a good way.

"To make sure my little cousin doesn't get killed by a raging lunatic blonde," He said venomously and stepped past me, into Freed's room.

"I'll only kill him if this 'someone' is someone like Sting. That little prick-" I began, but I was cut off, again.

"If it was someone like Sting I wouldn't even be mentioning them." Freed said then added,"At least I hope it's not Sting."

"Wait, wait. Sting Sting?" Natsu asked, now sitting on the floor.

"Little blonde prick Sting that doesn't know his place Sting? If so then you've got it!" I spat sarcastically. How did Natsu know Sting?

"That'll suck for you if it is Sting then." Natsu 'giggled' lightly.

"I think it's Gray." Freed said so quickly I barely had time to hear his voice.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO GET JUVIA TO KILL ME?!" I shouted. Juvia is literally going to kill me on Monday. I am going to die.

"Shush," Freed said venomously. "I was trying to tell the person I wasn't you - I obviously am not you - but when they asked for a picture of proof I said no so now they really think I'm you." Freed explained. Funny how he knew what I was going to ask later.

"You know if Gray starts talking to me tomorrow I'm dead. Juvia already has her suspicions." I warned Freed.

"Well, we'll just have to wait and see." Natsu smiled like the rude idiot he is.

"Sadly." Freed agreed shyly. 

I sighed and fell onto Panda Booty. "I guess so," I added to let Freed know I wasn't as upset.

He seemed to get the message and relaxed a little. He reopened his laptop and continued typing away. I guess he wasn't finished with his essay yet.

Apparently that wasn't message enough to get Natsu to leave so he stayed in the room. Little annoying pancake-dyed hair-butt-looking-asshole... I was cut of by him awkwardly starting up a random conversation. He really wanted to stay in the room.

I sighed again and stuffed my face further into the stuffed panda's belly.

ー

I woke up and stretched out, as I usually did when I started waking up, but I hit something. I looked at where my hand had touched something soft, and I saw that it was pink. I didn't think much of it, but a few seconds later I was fully awake.

I jolted up and hopped of the bed. The guest bed. That had been occupied by Natsu. Freed's cousin Natsu that had pink hair.

This little perv, I though completely outraged. I SLEPT IN THE SAME BED AS HIM! THAT PERV!

I cleared my throat, but he didn't wake up. So, I grabbed a shoe and slammed it onto his stomach. Pretty hard. He slowly opened his eyes and yawned.

"What was that for?" His words were practically slurred.

"Having me sleep in a bed with you!" I whisper-shouted. I didn't know if Freed was awake yet or not. (I knew his mom was at work, she has to commute.)

He chuckled lightly and said, "You were the one that begged for it."

"I did not." I said through my teeth. Why would I want to be near him with his stupid voice.

"You did," he added, "In a way."

"In what way?" I was shaking at this point. He knew how to get on my bad side.

"You fell asleep on Freed's floor, so I took you downstairs knowing Auntie would check his room to make sure he was still a virgin." He explained, "I put you on the couch but you kept saying that wasn't your spot, so I took you back up here and put you on the bed." He finished.

"So why did you sleep in the bed with me?" This better be good.

"That couch is not comfortable. I tried sleeping on it but I couldn't." That wasn't good enough.

"So what? One night of uncomfortable sleeping? Boohoo." My anger was clear in my sarcasm.

"It's not like we had sex; calm down." Natsu defended himself.

"So you don't have an excuse for that part?" I questioned.

"It was going to be uncomfortable either way with how much of a bed hog you are." He scoffed.

"But less painful." I replied before going up to him, now sitting up on the bed, and smacking him.

I walked out of the room leaving a pink-cheeked Natsu sitting on the bed behind me. I closed the door and went to Freed's room.

"If I would've known that you were going to smack him that hard, I would've made him leave you downstairs." Freed said as I walked into his room.

"You let him sleep in the bed with me?!" Now Freed better have a great excuse.

"No, but I knew about the downstairs-upstairs issue with him carrying you. I'm surprised mom didn't wake up." He was brushing his hair.

"Haha." I said blandly. I was not amused.

"He didn't do anything; I know him," Freed defended his cousin.

"You never know people as much as you think you do," I explained rather darkly.

"Sure, Emo Nemo, but we have some Coco Pebbles to finish before Levy and Gajeel get here." Freed smiled. At least he was trying to apologize.

ー

The rest of the morning was spent eating Coco Pebbles and playing S.M.A.S.H. using people we disliked, trying to out-do each other with the worst results possible. So far, Freed was winning.

"You just can't compete with having 69 children with Sting, even if you don't have ovaries," I explained to Freed, telling the absolute truth.

"But, you live in a shack with a pet rhino!" Freed exaggerated.

This was a happier and less-stressful almost afternoon compared to this morning. Natsu still hadn't even come down for food, though.

"Gajeel and Levy are going to a movie with Mirajane, or so it seems." Freed smiled while looking at his phone, "Wanna go?" He asked.

"I have homework to do, but if you wanna go I can clean up around here before your mom gets here to cover for you," I smiled; I knew he had a little crush on Mira, even if he pulled that stupid cyber-stunt last night.

"But... Natsu and you?" He asked.

"He hasn't even come down for food yet. I'll just clean up down here really quick and then stay in your room." Before he could argue I added, "I still haven't done that English paper yet, remember?" He took the bait.

"Okay, but I owe you overtime for sure." I could feel his excitement.

"It's seriously fine. You've done stuff like this for me before, too." He really hadn't, but I knew he didn't really care.

"Okay, okay. But, I need help with my outfit." He was still the same Freed.

ー

Freed ended up not listening to my fashion expertise, but he looked good either way. Mira was going to be all over him. He left, extremely ecstatic, with me left behind.

I know I told him to go, but I also knew his mom would call to check up and I don't think Nastu would cover for him after this morning. Plus, I really did need to do that English paper.

I ended up spending about an hour cleaning up around Freed's house, just doing normal chores. He was going to owe me. Big time. Even though I said otherwise.

I went straight to his room, trying to ignore the constant hum of music come in from the guest bedroom. I made sure to shut the door loud enough for Natsu to hear so he would go downstairs and eat. I did feel kinda bad, but that doesn't mean I forgave him. Nowhere near that extent of moral-kindness was in me.

It's not like I was a virgin, but I feel protective over myself near Natsu's voice. Most of the time. I couldn't tune it out at this point since I was reading.

"An essay about character development? Is this kindergarten?" I scoffed. I should be in AP classes, but that's just a little too much for my commitment level. I usually add in some incorrect information so they won't put me in AP, but I still have at least low A's in every class.

I finished my essay in about an hour, so they would have been done with lunch and stuff by now. They should be going to the movie theater soon-ish. Freed texted me the exact details once he had met up with Gajeel.

I put on a random playlist I had made on Freed's laptop a while ago and it turned out to be the piano ballad one I had made for his mom. Joyous.

I didn't feel like changing it, so I turned it up hoping to annoy the pink-haired silent boy. I had heard him turn off his music and go downstairs, but not back up yet.

I started drifting off into my thoughts. Why had I let Freed leave me? I knew he didn't like Mira that much, but I guess I just didn't want to be near him? I don't know. I've never felt like that before. I've always wanted to be near Freed.

I turned onto my belly and stuffed my face into his pillow. What a severe pain to have Natsu's voice tell me all of what I was thinking.