Disclaimer; I do not own fairy tail or any of it's characters Hiro Mashima does...I only own the idea to my own made up storyline for the characters, haha.

A/N thank you to everyone who has been so patient, I am very sorry for leaving this story for so long but life always seemed to get in the way whenever I tried to write. Anywho, here you go I hope you enjoy and leave a review to let me know what you think :) only constructive criticism please, no bashing.

*Lisanna's p.o.v*

"Go away," I groaned pulling the covers up over my head in an attempt to block out the person nudging me. I was quite comfortable where I was and didn't want waking!

"Come on now, grumpy Gus." An all too familiar voice chuckled, from the world beyond my duvet.

Damn you Bixlow! I cursed internally, before finally giving into the dream crushing crusader and pulled the cover down just far enough so I could poke my head out.

"I dun wanna!" I stuck my tongue out before trying to once again retreat under my warm blanket.

"Who does." He replied, sitting down on the edge of the bed and pulling the sheets back so that I couldn't hide anymore.

"Hey!" I protested sitting up faster than I should have. Suddenly a pounding sensation sprang up in my head and I desperately clung to my forehead with one hand to try and stop it from splitting in two, while I used the other hand to steady myself, as I felt like I might fall off the bed. "Urg my head!"

"Here you go," My boyfriend said, handing me a glass of water and two aspirin.

"Thanks," I accepted both items gladly and chugged them down. When I went to place the glass down on my bedside I finally noticed that I wasn't actually in my own bed. But it did look extremely familiar, I just couldn't put my finger on it in my current fuzzy headed state. "Um, where am I?"

"You're welcome," He smiled warmly at me, which caused a small blush to creep onto my cheeks. "And to answer your question: You're in the infirmary. And to answer the next question your about to ask: I carried you in last night after you passed out."

I stared at the man in wonder, it was scary how easily he could read me at times. But also highly impressive. "Thanks."

"No worries, Baby." My boyfriend grinned pulling me into a hug, that I happily returned. "It's all in a guys work to take care of his lady."

I giggled softly in his arms, as I took in the feel of his warm arms and let myself be comforted by the smell of his cologne. The soothingness of the embrace started to help curb the pounding pain in my head...This may well become my new hangover cure. (Author: Um...Lisanna that may be the painkillers kicking in. Lisanna: *not listening at all* Author: *facepalms* why do I bother.)

"So you feeling hungry? Do you want to go and get some food?" Bixlow whispered in my ear as he stroked his palm gently up and down my back. I almost missed his soft words as a hazy calmness washed over me departure trying to lure me back to sleep. How could just one simple action of his have me feeling so relaxed and at peace.

"Not just yet," I murmured in reply, burrowing my head into his chest even more than it already was. "Can we just stay here like this for a little longer?"

"Sure." He chuckled. The sound of his chuckle resounded in his chest sounding even deeper than normal and caused yet another wave of love for him to crash over me. He really was my perfect man.

I don't know how long we stayed like that, quite frankly I didn't really care. I was too happy absorbed in our own little bubble of bliss. It felt like time had stopped for us as we just enjoyed our quiet embrace. I'd always wanted a relationship like this, where words weren't always needed, where myself and my partner could just be happy to spend time together without speaking, and that's exactly what I had with Bixlow. Sure we enjoyed talking to each other, telling stories of how our days had gone or just chatting about trivial things, but at the same time we could just cuddle up and enjoy each others presence without the need to utter even a single breath in verbal communication.

"Sorry to intrude." I heard a sheepish voice mumble from the door way. I was torn between ignoring the owner of the voice and staying exactly were I currently was, or answering and pulling away from Bixlow's arms. The latter choice didn't seem as appealing to me somehow.

"Nah, it's okay we were just getting ready to leave anyway." Bixlow replied to the owner of the voice, who sounded like Wendy to me. I didn't move an inch as I heard the young healer potter around the infirmary and then exit.

"Do we have to go?" I pouted into his broad chest. I knew I sounded like a whinging child but in all honesty I wished Bixlow had carried me back to his place last night so that we didn't have to bother worrying about anybody else and we could just lay in bed all day and ignore the world.

"Yeah, I think we do," He patted my back on last time before removing his arms from my torso and pushing me back. "It's past noon already."

"Past noon." That startled me into sitting bold upright and blinking in bewilderment. "But it surely can't be that late in the day already?"

" 'Fraid so sweetheart." He nodded, as he got up off the bed. "It was 12 when I came to wake you up."

"Bugger!" I swore jumping out of bed. Bixlow telling me the time had reminded me that I'd promised to clean up the after affects of the previous nights party, so that Mira-nee didn't need to bother herself with coming in today, work wise I mean.

"I already tidied the guild hall, if that's what you're panicking over." Bixlow said nonchalantly, handing me my sneakers, top and shorts that I'd left in Mira's office the night before. Which I gladly accepted, before pulling off my dress from the party and pulling them on, feeling much more comfortable as I did so. Wait what?

"You did?" I raised an eyebrow at the soul mage. It was hard for me to believe that he'd cleaned up for me, I mean I'd been in his apartment before...messy was an understatement!

"Used some of my babies to clean up when I woke up this morning so that nobody had to exert themselves today." He brushed it off as if it was nothing, as he set himself down in the chair that was stationed next to the bed I was currently occupying. "No big deal."

In fact it was a huge deal, especially for him. Maybe it was the lingering alcohol in my system or something else, but just hearing how Bixlow had gone out of his way to make my life easier and tidied for me, brought tears to my eyes. I walked over to him without saying a word and cupped his face in my hands and slowly moved my mouth over his and placed a tender loving kiss on his lips.

"Thank you." I breathed, as our lips parted and I took in the startled look on his usually cocky face. See I can surprise you too.

"If that's the thanks I get, I'll clean up more often." He coughed turning his head to the side in a futile attempt to hide the blush that was currently gracing his cheeks. If only I had a camera, this was an adorable scene that I so wanted to preserve for years to come.

"Kawai," I squealed, no longer able to contain my excitement at his adorableness.

"Shut up." The man grumbled swat at me playfully.

"Make me," I teased, sticking my tongue out at him before turning on my heels and rushing towards the door. I knew full well Bixlow would accept the challenge, so getting a head start would make it more fun.

"Oh I will." I heard from behind me as I exited the infirmary and continued to head towards the stairs. It didn't take him long before he caught up to me, grabbed hold of my waist and picked me up. Shrieking in delight, I couldn't help the beaming smile that spread over my face. Sure some people would accuse us of being juvenile but if you couldn't be playful from time to time, then where was the joy in life?

"Do you two mind." Growled a rather hungover looking Laxus, who was stood in the entrance to his office.

"Whoops, sorry." I giggled, as Bixlow dropped me back to the ground.

"Didn't mean to wake you, Laxus." My boyfriend, and Laxus's teammate, apologized to the disheveled pseudo lightning dragon. He didn't reply merely slammed the door and presumably returned to his couch for some more sleep. Most would accuse him of being rude but here at fairy tail we were all so accustomed to the different range of hangover moods that each member possessed that it didn't really matter. We knew that they weren't usually like that...well unless it was the Laxus of ages past, but let's not go there.

"Brunch?" Bixlow whispered to me, in an attempt to not bother the sleeping dragon anymore than we already had.

"Sounds wonderful." I beamed as I took hold of his hand, and began the descent into the main guild hall with him by my side.

*Later that day*

"Mira." I called out to my sister as I saw her enter Fairy Tail. It had been a quiet day, seeing as most of the members were still recovering from the festivities, so I'd spent the day just chatting with the members who were cognitively able enough to interact with me. Turned out most of us had fallen asleep in the hall, as per usual, when we had a party. With the exception of Levy, Gajeel, Juvia and Gray they were currently absent. I wonder why? ;)

"Shhh." Several members scolded me for being so loud. Whoops.

"Hey, Lisanna." She smiled sweetly at me, making her way over to where I was sat across from Lucy.

"So what did you think of last night?" I couldn't keep the question bottled up inside anymore. I'd be dying to talk to my sibling about the events of last night since I'd gotten downstairs early on.

"It was amazing on so many levels." She purred with stars in her eyes. Well she was probably biased on two counts, one: She'd been proposed too, and two: a lot of our hard work with prospective couples had paid off.

"Any good engagement presents yet?" I chuckled cryptically, which caused Lucy to scrunch her eyebrows together in confusion.

"But she won't have gotten any yet.." Lucy mused out loud.

"I'd say most of the events from last night had to be some of the best engagement presents ever!" Mira stated, getting the meaning behind my cryptic question. "But seeing Gray confessing like that to Juvia, would be the best. I mean it was almost like a scene from Lucy's novel."

"Agreed! Who knew Gray could be so romantic." Lucy added with a wistful look on her face, her previous confusion forgotten about. "Then again he does keep stealing peeks at my latest works, maybe that's how he gotten to be so romantic."

"Maybe you're right." Mira and I said at the same time, which caused us all to burst out in giggles.

I looked at my blonde friend as our giggles died down and remembered the events of last night, I'd have to say my favourite part was seeing her and Natsu kiss, it had filled me with joy to finally see those two take a step in the right direction. Though how long it lasted I couldn't tell, I mean I hadn't seen Natsu around today so couldn't tell if last night had been a fluke or not.

"urhhhgggg."

I glanced around trying to find the source of the groan, when I spotted, what appeared to be, a pink head of hair, which could only belong to Natsu, think of the devil. Though the fact it was stationed in Lucy's lap made me grin like a Cheshire cat. It hit me for a fraction of a second though how I could have missed this fact, when I'd basically been sat talking to the blonde for 2 hours, but I brushed it off due to tiredness. A quiet descended on the guild then as we all seemed to be lost in our own thoughts.

"Would you stop being such a muscle head!" An all to familiar voice yelled out, followed by a resounding thwak. Ouch that one must have hurt.

"Would you stop acting like such a man!" Replied my older brother. "You're more manly than me at times."

"Oh god," I face palmed. I was sure that after what had happened last night, they would have been a little more friendly towards each other. Guess I'd been wrong!

"They're at it again." Groaned Lucy. I looked at her and we both broke out into a smile. Great minds and all that.

"Stop acting like an old married couple." Natsu yelled out to the bickering pair raising up from his previous position, before wincing in pain, flopping backwards and burying his head back in Lucy's lap. How much did he drink last night?

"We're not married." They shouted back, before look at each other and winking. "Yet."