'It's not what you think'

"If your life is so damn comfortable, then why do you complain? A reflection in the alcohol you're pouring down the drain. Just because you pain a picture doesn't mean it fits the frame. This is my West Coast intervention and I'm getting on that plane.

When all of your mistakes, are keeping you awake.

You can't disguise a heart while it's breaking. Yeah, you hide behind the smile you're faking. It's all about the chance you're taking. Oh, and you know that you're making."

You're Making It Come Alive - My Favourite Highway

One of my favourite songs. It is amazing. The meaning and words are awesome and the tune is catchy. Check it out or die :)

The bed shook, occasionally banging against the bedroom wall. Groans and sighs were released from both teens. Screams of frustration were echoed throughout the house.

"Lucy!" A black haired teen groaned. He was clad only in his boxers, his other clothing scattered around the room. His hands were raking through his hair in frustration and exhaustion.

"Ah! Gray! Come on!" The blonde girl, Lucy screeched. Her jean shorts were amongst his clothes and her top was long since gone. Her hands were to her chest, a pleading look in her eyes.

Gray let out a long sigh. How did it turn out like this? It was completely and utterly normal when Lucy first arrived. So how the fuck did it end up like this? This has never happened before!

She came over to do homework – normal.

He made them something to eat – normal.

They worked on some questions, finishing them with ease – normal.

Natsu came down to annoy them – normal.

The two brothers got into an argument – normal.

Lucy broke it up after going all mini-Erza – normal.

Then…this.

How did this come from all that normal?

They had never – never – gone astray from their routine of 'weekend study group'. And her constant groans and pleading were getting to him. He was growing weary of this, she needed to stop.

If his parents happened to walk in on them, they wouldn't be pleased. His room was a mess. Paper and books were strewn across the room. Bed sheets were scattered on the floor along with clothes.

Her hair was tangled, out of its usual up-do. Her bare legs were twisting here and there, sometimes tangling with his.

His hair was more unruly than normal. Occasionally being yanked by the blonde girl.

"Please!" She begged, her eyes glazed and pleading.

Gray grimaced. He couldn't say no, but he just wanted all of this to stop.

"No!" He rejected and received a pained look.

"Please!"

"No!"

"But Gray-"

"No means no!" He repeated. He was getting tired of this. She had to stop before he gives in. He really didn't want to take responsibility.

"Gray!" She screeched and grasped his tense shoulders. He eased them, feeling her nails digging into his skin.

"Ah!" He cried and ripped her hands off his shoulders. "S-stop! I know you want to, b-but…" The guilt was killing him! So what if she really wants to go! She didn't have to grovel because he refused.

"Please…" She looked ready to cry.

"Argh! Fine!" He gave in, letting the sulking blonde win. "We'll go to the arcade then! But I'm not taking responsibility if you decide to go agro because someone supposedly cheated!" He mumbled angrily, recalling the last time they were at the arcade. The poor guy who challenged her ended up with a broken arm.

Lucy let out a cry of joy as she jumped off his bed and did a little jig in his oversized shirt and basketball shorts – which she demanded to wear when they started studying.

"Would you shut up! Now get out of my clothes and let's go!" Gray groaned as he hopped off his comfy bed. He'd rather stay at home, but no, the evil little blonde has to get her way.

"Well maybe you should put your clothes on." Lucy informed her best friend while fixing her hair – how it got this mess, she didn't know. He gave a little shriek before cursing his stripping habit and putting on his discarded clothes.

"Alright! Let's go!" Lucy screamed with a fist pump before racing downstairs. How you could get so excited over an arcade was a mystery to Gray.

He casually made his way out of his bedroom. The door to the room next to him creeping open as he did so. Natsu popped his head out, a disgusted look on his face.

"What?" Gray questioned with a raised eyebrow. "I can't believe you…with Luce. You disgust me…and while I was in the house too. Have you no decency?" The pinkette glared, a light blush adorning his cheeks.

Gray looked at him in confusion. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. "WE WERE NOT!"

Natsu's glare hardened. "You were too! I heard it all! At least do it at her house or something!"

"SHE WAS JUST ASKING TO GO TO THE ARCADE!" Gray yelled. His face flustered from the thought of doing that.

"LIES!" Natsu slammed his door, ending the conversation about such indecent acts.

"IT'S THE TRUTH!" Gray pleaded. What if his brother spread it around school? He groaned as he trudged down the stairs and out the door to the happy-go-lucky Lucy.

They were now in front of the arcade, the sliding doors opened and the challenge began. Every time the two came here they had a challenge of 'Who Can Win The Most Games', and even though Gray didn't want to be here, he wasn't about to lose to a girl, again. "I'm gonna win this time!" Gray said, getting pumped up. "We'll see about that… I'm choosing first! Let's go!" Lucy exclaimed, throwing her fist in the air.

The first game they played was a shooting one, it was the zombie apocalypse and you had to kill to survive. Lucy won the game; though that wasn't a surprise as she was a pro at it. Gray chose a car racing game next and kicked Lucy's ass, winning by a whole lap. Getting over the depression from losing Lucy chose the next game. Many games passed; mini-bowling, pinball, more shooting, more racing, so on so forth. It was Gray's turn to choose and so far Lucy was winning by one. They approached the chosen game; Guitar Hero.

"Crap! I suck at this game." Lucy mumbled under her breath. They picked up their guitars and Gray chose the song. 'Assassin' by Muse started playing and the screen lit up as the notes rolled down. Gray knew Lucy wasn't good at this game but that didn't stop him from choosing a hard song, he needed to hone his skills. The song came to an end and it was extremely clear who the winner was. "Argh! This game sucks anyway!" Lucy said as she violently put her guitar back in place. Gray laughed as he put his guitar back as well and followed after Lucy.

They came to a stop in front of the last game for the competition. "Dance, Dance Revolution?" Gray raised an eyebrow. "You know we're rather evenly matched at this game…" Lucy ignored him and got up on the dance platform, Gray following her lead. She stretched and jumped up and down getting her blood pumping. She turned to Gray and said with a smirk, "I know that, I want a challenge. I'm sick of constantly winning our competitions so easily." Gray chuckled and shook his head.

Lucy scrolled through the song choices and finally picked one; 'Midnight Frankenstein'. The beat started up and the two got ready for their ultimate showdown. Two minutes passed and the song was finally over, Gray and Lucy were puffing after jumping around so much. The screen changed and revealed the verdict.

WINNER - PLAYER 1!

Lucy let out an overjoyed scream. She started jumping up and down, poking her tongue out at Gray while laughing. Gray just scowled; his pride just blew up in his face as he lost to his best friend yet again. "Now for the prize, I can get whatever I want." Lucy smirked at Gray as the two walked out of the arcade. "Heh, you probably cheated…" Gray said arrogantly, refusing to believe she won. "Whatever sore loser! I want some ice-cream!" Lucy smiled as she took his hand and ran off to the ice-cream parlour.

Gray smiled as he ran beside the blonde. Yes, he did say he'd rather stay home, but opinions change. He was glad he was dragged down here by his energetic friend, even if he did lose to her once again. Seeing her smile made up for it.

"He senses something, call it desperation. Another dollar, another day. And if she had the proper words to say, she would tell him. But she'd have nothing left to sell him.

Say what you mean, tell me I'm right. And let the sun rain down on me. Give me a sign, I want to believe.

Whoa, Mona Lisa. You're guaranteed to run this town. Whoa, Mona Lisa. I'd pay to see you frown."

The Ballad Of Mona Lisa - Panic! At The Disco

This is honestly one of my favourite songs - ever! I will you to look it up. It is so awesome and catchy.

I told you it's not what you think.

I took the arcade scene from a story I was working on. Never ended up finishing it. Obviously there are some adjustments and everything else other then the arcade scene was just a random idea.

Don't know why I decided to tell you that. Oh well.

Expect more one-shots soon. And maybe a story. Dunno when I'll end up publishing the first few chapters of my Zombie Apocalypse story. I will eventually though.

Less than three,

May x