I decided to post chapter five today as well :p

"No way. There is no fucking way in hell I am doing that." I said furiously.

"Told you so," Natsu stretched his arms above his head. "Well, my work here's done. See you la - whoa!"

Levy had grabbed his arm, and with surprising strength, spun him around so that he landed on the sofa in our living room with a loud thud. I winced as the sofa scraped back a little, making little vibrations shoot up my spine.

"Sit." She snarled.

"I'm sitting, I'm sitting." Natsu put his hands up in a gesture of surrender.

"Hey, Shor -"Gajeel appeared at the scene.

"SIT." She commanded, pointing to the sofa. Gajeel walked over, looking surprised and wary.

"Am I in trouble?" He asked lightly.

"Just sit."

He sat down on my other side, looking bemused and a little afraid. His fear wasn't irrational, though. When ticked off, Levy could get a tad frightening.

"Okay. You listen. No talking. Just listen to me."

"Le -" I started protesting, but she glared at me with eyes wide and I immediately shut up and sat back.

"You -" She jabbed a finger in Natsu's direction, and he winced. "Will sit there through this whole thing until she agrees. Understood?"

"Got it." He said, terror etched on his face. "Will you please stop glaring at me now? It's really freaky."

"And you -" I couldn't entirely hold back a cringe of my own as her dagger-like glower turned to me. "Will also sit there until you agree."

"Which will never happen." I scowled.

"Then I guess you'll be sitting there a long time."

I glared at her.

"And YOU - Gajeel, what are you doing there?" Her voice turned back into normal lilting tone, and Gajeel shot up hastily, eyes wide.

"You told me to sit, so I sat, and Mavis woman, you're scaring me."

She laughed, the sound of it tinkly and light. "You think I'm scary? Lu - wait, no, I'm not talking to you right now, HEY CANA! THESE PEOPLE ARE SCARED OF ME!" she yelled with a tad too much excitement if you ask me.

"GOOD FOR YOU!" Cana bellowed back, from the kitchen and with an affectionate eye-roll, turned back to whomever she was flirting with on the phone.

"Levy." I said. "You're not honestly going to make me sit here until I agree, right?"

"Yes, I am." Her tone was clipped. "And, as I recall, you already agreed, so technically, you're breaking a promise to me right now."

"But I didn't even know what the plan was!" I cried. "If I'd known, I would have said no! Levy, how did you even come up with something like this?!"

"Trust me, it's a great plan." Her tone was still businesslike. "Now, are you going to grow up and face up to it, or do I have to permanently glue your ass to that couch?"

"What about me?" Natsu cried, looking thoroughly pissed. "I already agreed to the fucking thing, why do I have to sit here?"

"You agreed to this...this...this BLASPHEMY?!" I shrieked, looking at him in disbelief.

He sighed in annoyance and rubbed his ear. "Yeah. After she threatened to chop...certain body parts off. I'd like to retain all my manly functions, thank you very much."

"Lu, if you don't agree, I might just cut your boobs off and glue them to my chest." Levy threatened matter-of-factly while ominously pointing at my chest.

The attention of every person in the room was now fixated on my chest area.

I gulped and crossed my arms, making Natsu snicker from next to me.

"You wouldn't." I whispered, arms crossed tight over my precious, newly grown boobs.

"Oh, yes I would. Mavis knows I need them." She laughed, but then stopped abruptly and continued pointing at my chest when I joined weakly along.

I whimpered loudly, crossing my arms even tighter.

I NEED THESE BOOBS!

"Okay." I whimpered, closing my eyes. "I'll do it, I'll do it. Just...just stop pointing at my boobs. Please."

"Only after you seal this whole deal with a kiss."

"What?!" Dragoneel and I both asked incredulously, our voices a couple of octaves higher than usual.

"You heard me. Go on."

YOU. HAVE. GOT. TO. BE. FUCKING. KIDDING. ME.

Levy smiled sweetly at us. Gajeel snickered. Dragoneel shot him the finger. I glared.

This sucks.

With a loud, exasperated sigh, I turned to Dragoneel. "Let's just get this over with."

He shrugged. "It's not like we haven't already - mmph!"

For the love of Mavis and all past masters, Dragoneel could not tell Levy that I kissed him. So I did the only thing possible. I kissed him.

On the mouth. In front of everyone. Without much persuasion.

I'm getting the feeling that someone up there really hates me.

NATSU DRAGONEEL

Will someone please tell me what the FUCK is WRONG WITH THIS WORLD?!

Did I get transported to some sort of parallel universe or something? Some weird dimension where Lucy Heartfilia - YES, LUCY HEARTFILIA - does crazy things, like, oh, I don't know, dive at you and then kiss you in front of your friends?!

I need a strong, hard slap to the face just so I can wake up from this bizarrely realistic dream. Because this can't be actually happening.

But it is.

All too soon, she pulled away, then, without looking at me or my surprised expression, turned around to glare defiantly at Levy. "There."

"Oh." Levy said, eyes wide. Gadjet was clearly trying to hold back laughter. "Um. Yeah. Sure. We're done here."

"Good. I'll be going, then." With a toss of her golden hair, Lucy made to get up and sweep dramatically out of the room, but Levy snapped to her senses and managed to shove her back down next to me.

I continued gazing at Lucy, the surprised expression frozen on my face.

"I lied." Levy said cheerfully when Lucy glowered at her, looking indignant. "We are not done here. We just needed the liplocking to make sure that this little endeavor actually stands a chance. Think of that kiss as binding."

"Binding?" I echoed blankly. "What exactly do you mean by 'binding'?"

"Oh, you know. Neither of you can walk out of this agreement until Jason Weekly is completely discouraged." Levy said lightly, twirling her hair expertly between her fingers.

"Now." Levy said briskly, clapping her hands together. "Now that we've got that covered, we need to start the lessons."

"Excuse me?" Lucy spluttered. "What lessons?"

"You two hate each other, and no offense, but both of you are horrible at acting. And you somehow need to convince the entire school, and most importantly Jason Weekly, that you're dating. So unless you want this plan to fail within the next three seconds and have to live with Jason's creepy marriage attempts for the rest of your life, I would take these acting lessons. Okay, dear?"

Lucy nodded numbly and, with a wary sideways glance at me, scooted a little farther away, like if we got too close she develop real feelings for me or something.

I rolled my eyes at her, but my heart still quickened at the thought of 'Lucy Heartfilia' and 'feelings for me' in the same sentence.

"NO!" Levy cried, nearly sprinting to the couch. "First lesson: you sit as close as possible to Natsu. Understood?"

Lucy's teeth clenched against the comeback that was, no doubt, at her lips, she slowly moved next to me, a painful expression etched across her face.

And, let's give a round of applause to Lucy Heartfilia for deflating my self-confidence some more!

Levy sat back and looked at us: at me with my incredulous/confused/exasperated face as I gazed vacantly at her, and at Lucy, who was wearing an expression that strongly implied she was in physical pain.

"We need to work on you guys. Desperately." Levy decided.

I groaned and flopped back into the sofa.

Let the training begin!

"LUCY! YOU ARE NOT BEING TORTURED! ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS SMILE AT HIM - DON'T GIVE ME THAT LOOK! DO IT!" Levy let out in a burst of frustration. Afterwards Lucy rolled her eyes some more, turned around and shot me a sickly sweet smile. I gulped and moved back a little. That smile looked absolutely terrifying, like she was plotting my death as she flashed her pearly whites at me.

Levy gave a little scream of frustration. "LUCY. LAYLA. HEARTFILIA." She snarled slowly. "I have been trying to get you to smile at Natsu for the past two hours. You will smile at him NOW, otherwise, so god help me, I WILL cut off your boobs and glue them to my chest. Capiche?"

Lucy turned around and shot me a dazzling smile.

Will whoever just sucked the air out of the room please put it back in? That would be greatly appreciated.

"Thank you." Lucy said with a little difficulty. "Mavis, I feel like I'm gaining silver hairs. Gajeel, am I wrinkling?"

"Nope." Gajeel came up and inspected her face. "But...wait, what's this?" He pointed at her forehead.

"What?" She asked, touching her forehead. "What is it?"

"Right...there." He pointed again, and her hand came up.

"What?" She felt around her forehead. "Where?"

"That little crease. Right there. What's that doing there Shorty?"

"I guess I'm stressing a little." Levy laughed, dropping her hand.

"There we go." He leaned over and kissed her forehead, right where the little crease had been. "Gihi, I don't like that crease. It makes you look all hassled. I like smiling Levy more, okay?"

She nodded, smiling. "Got it."

I glanced at Lucy and saw that there was a tender expression on her face.

"Have I ever told you that I approve - greatly - of Gajeel as a boyfriend?" She asked.

Levy laughed. "Not yet, no."

"Well, I do." She said, smiling happily at the two of them.

"But I'm still mad at you." Levy glared at Lucy.

"Why?" She asked innocently.

"Because you're being difficult and annoying. I'm aging prematurely because of you! I can feel the years adding onto my age, Lucy I-"

"OKAY!" I cut across loudly before Levy started going into cardiac arrest. "Levy, you go sit. I'll take it from here. Watch the master actor at work, people." I cracked my knuckles and rotated my head a little.

"Heartfilia?" I added.

"What?"

"Just play along, okay?" I winked at her, satisfied when I saw her eyes widening a little, and shot her a wide grin.

Taking a deep breath, I fastened a smile onto my face and walked towards her, using all of my self-control not to smirk at her terrified expression.

As I got close enough, I wrapped my arms around her small waist, which was a little difficult thanks to the fact that she was as stiff as a board, eyes wide and scared.

"Relax." I breathed in her ear, letting my breath wash across her skin. As I watched, goosebumps erupted along her neck. "Just play along."

"No way." She squeaked.

"Lucy." I murmured exasperatedly, letting my mouth just barely brush the bottom of her earlobe. She loosened a little bit. "You have to learn how to act. Just play along. We all know that this isn't real."

"I know how to act." She said indignantly, her voice still two octaves higher than usual. She stiffened again as I started kissing slowly down her neck. Doing that made fire erupt in the pit of my stomach, and all I wanted was more.

I might have to control that particular emotion a bit.

"Prove it." I whispered in her ear, making sure my voice was low and husky.

I know girls like that. Not sure about Lucy. I'm hoping she does, though. She took a deep breath and, with a little difficulty, let herself relax in my arms. I kissed her neck again, and as I leaned back to look at her face, her eyes fluttered shut. I grinned and nestled my head in her hair again.

"See?" I asked quietly against the side of her neck. "It's not that hard. You just have to relax. Enjoy it."

"Dragone -"

"Natsu." I cut across smoothly. "It's Natsu."

She breathed heavily for a moment. "Fine," She said in a strained voice, "Natsu, if you think I'm enjoying this, then you are very wrong - oh!"

Hearing my name come out her mouth does funny things to me, okay? It's the only reason I started sucking at her neck. Otherwise I totally wouldn't have. It's just...she smells like vanilla. Vanilla and candy apples, which shouldn't be an appealing combination, but it is. And then the way she said my name...Mavis, I should learn to control myself.

But how can I, when she's so obviously enjoying this?

She gasped again as I let my tongue gently touch her skin, and slid her hands around my neck and into my hair.

"Natsu..."She whispered, letting out a tiny moan when I started sucking again. "Natsu, stop. Stop it. You have to stop. We can't mmmmmmm..."

I silenced her incessant talking with my mouth, and she sighed contentedly into the kiss. I took the opportunity to make the first move this time and slide my tongue into her mouth, where it danced with hers.

It was pure, unadulterated bliss. The most amazing feeling in the world.

And fuck did I want more.

Very, very carefully, I let my hand lift up the bottom of her shirt, and I rested it gently against the skin at the small of her back, using that hold to pull her closer to me.

Thank you, Mavis!

She didn't pull away and slap me! No, instead she just made my life by moaning a little and sliding herself closer to me, pulling her body right up against mine. Her tongue moved faster, lips more urgent, hands pulling a little as they raked through my hair.

Oh, she wants it rough, does she? You want rough, Lucy Heartfilia? You are so getting it.

With a growl, I backed her up against the wall, pushing her up against it and holding her there with my body. She wrapped her legs around my waist, fingers massaging through my hair. I let my hands wander down, along her torso, and she sighed and arched into me, throwing back her head and tightening her legs. Deliberately, I let myself press harder into her hips, and she let out a low, throaty growl.

And I was done. Nothing else mattered anymore; all I could think about was the girl I was kissing. All I could feel was her, all I could taste was her, and all I wanted was more of her. I want her. Right now. Right here. She's mine.

My hand slipped up her shirt again, and as she kissed me ferociously, it wandered along her chest, touching every part of her. She seemed to enjoy that immensely; she growled again, pulling me even closer.

We have to stop. Mavis, we have to stop. I can't let this go too far, but I also can't stop. Stopping right now would be like physical pain. Torturous. But we have to. We're going too far, too fast.

All of a sudden, the need built up inside of me, and with a loud snarl, I pushed myself away from her, letting myself crash into a chair. "STOP!" I heard her catch her breath in surprise.

I stood there, eyes closed, head leaning against the wall, panting. "Stop," I gasped again. The world was spinning around me, and I felt like I was going to fall off any second. The air in between us seemed to ripple with a thousand invisible strings, pulling me towards her. No - they weren't strings. They were steel cables, and they were dragging me forward.

The thing was, I wanted to be dragged forward. And that made it even more difficult.

I didn't just want Lucy anymore. I needed her, just like I needed air, or water. And hearing her ragged breath from across the room seemed to drive that need even more, until I was using all of my will and self-control to press myself against the wall. As far away from her as possible.

But even that wasn't far enough. I was vividly aware of every one of her movements; every breath she took echoed in my ears, and even the slightest movements were picked up by my senses. My mind was clouded with Lucy. She was everywhere.

"I have to get out of here." I groaned, dropping my head in my hands.

Pain flooded through me, stamping out the need for Lucy. She hated me. I forced myself through the door and out into the hallway. Without another backwards glance, I sprinted. I just ran. As far away from her as I could get. I just ran.

LUCY HEARTFILIA

I want him. Right here, right now. I need him.

I closed my eyes and breathed raggedly through my nose, fighting the power that Natsu Dragoneel had over me right now; fighting the want, the need. His body seemed to pull me closer, and it was all I could do to stay away. But I HATE him. Right?

I could hear his footsteps pounding against the floor as he sprinted away from me.

Come back. Please. I need you.

No. I hate Natsu Dragoneel. I hate him.

Gah. I can't think right now. All I know is that I want him. That's it.

He's gone now, isn't he? He's stronger than I am. Or does he hate me so much, that his hate can overpower his want? That seems like a good explanation.

Does this mean that I don't hate him enough? I need to think about this again when I have my head on right.

"What. The. Fuck. Was. That." Levy asked in a shocked voice. I looked over, my mind still hazy, and saw that her expression was absolutely blown away. Gajeel was standing next to her, his jaw dangerously close to the floor.

"I don't KNOW ok?!" I said sliding to the floor

"You should probably go find Natsu," Levy said to him softly.

Gajeel sighed. "I bet the poor guy's going through hell right now."

"Psh he's probably already kissing another girl. Its just lust, Just a game to him." I seethed, head against the wall as I continued to fight.

"No, he's not." Gajeel's voice was colder. "He's not who you think he is, Lucy... When will you understand that?"

"What?" I opened my eyes to face him, but he was gone.

"Come on; let's get you upstairs." Levy said gently, helping me up.

"Sorry," Cana said, breathing heavily, "It's just, I mean...I can't believe you came up with something like that, Levy! It's fucking brilliant, but really, did you have to use Natsu?"

"Of course I did!" Levy said. "I couldn't ask Gajeel to do it, and I didn't want to hurt some other boy...Natsu was really the only option, since they've known each other for such a long time."

"But..." Cana's voice dropped down to a whisper. "What if he falls for her?"

Levy giggled. "Honestly, I'd be more worried about Lu falling for him."

I snorted, then let my face fall into a scowl. Fall in love with Natsu Dragoneel? Yeah, right. That'll be the day. Haha.

I couldn't see because my eyes were closed, but I was sure Cana was looking in disbelief at Levy.

"You don't know what he's like." Levy said seriously, her voice still sounding a bit amused. "Cana, this guy is perfect, he really is. I used to be in love with him back in freshman year until I went and fell for his best friend." She laughed at this.

"Hey, guys?" I asked. "I'm sure you guys are having tons of fun discussing Natsu Dragoneel and the fact that Levy used to be desperately in love with him, but could you, maybe, SHUT UP?!" I seethed while I rolled over and pulled the blanket up over my head.

I closed my eyes and let myself fall into the blackness, Dragoneel's face swirling in my dreams.

The next thing I knew, I was kissing him and it was perfect.