"The best way to predict the future is to create it."

-Abraham Lincoln

Summary

A few years after everything had happened, the famed power couple of Fairy Tail Natsu and Lucy are having "The Wedding of the Century" as the magazines put it. As preparations are set, the guests arrived, and the countdown to the aisle starts, join Fairy Tail as they embark on a different type of adventure!

A Very Fairy Wedding

by

Magnafeana

Chapter Six

Eve of Beginnings

"Lucy… Help m—" Gagging noises interrupted the plea followed by several pants.

Lucy looked at her husband in quiet disgust and sympathy as his cheeks puffed out from sickness. The first time they had ridden a train together as teammates she was repulsed and perplexed how anyone so powerful could have motion sickness. She felt concern for him the first time, sympathizing as Erza knocked him unconscious. However, it grew to be irritating hearing him complain and heave dry air as they rode anything that moved. But after several years with him, the irritation was nothing but a little prickle in the back of her mind and indifference mellowed out the rest of her emotions.

"Fine, you can lay on my lap," Lucy conceded. Panicking, she added in a flurry of words, "But don't you dare throw up on m—!"

Natsu's head was in her lap before she could even finish. "Yeah, yeah, I know. Sheesh, I've done this before y'know," he mumbled as he tried to get comfortable in her lap.

Lucy sighed as Natsu stilled, his head pressed a little into her stomach and his erratic breathing finally calming down into normal patterns. As if automatic, her hand combed through the wild pink hair in a soothing rhythm, making Natsu sighed quietly. She rested her other arm on the ledge of the seat and stared out the window. The train was in motion, chugging away from Akane Beach. However, she could still see the beauty of her wedding day and reception night.

The blushing sun had retreated as the handsome moon stormed into the sky with a flock of fresh stars around him, vying for his attention by trying to outshine each other. The hue of magenta fading into violet had completely disappeared into an inky color of dark blue. The ocean was the moon's aloof mistress, responding to the moon's handsome features and cold personality by allowing her waves to become smoother, softer, quieter. The moon gazed down upon the ocean, staring at the watery reflection of its wraithlike beauty. The beach was cleared of people and only a few animals could be seen wandering about.

Lucy looked a little ways away to see Akane Resort lit up as always. She knew Fairy Tail would continue the party even if the hosts and whom they were celebrating had disappeared. That was Fairy Tail. When a verbal battle drew out magic circles, a brawl would instantly terrorize the whole guild and would continue well after the person who started the brawl left. And when a momentous occasion called for celebration, Fairy Tail would bring out the sake and the music and the dancing for all night long until the last of their friends passed out with a tired grin on their face.

Lucy stiffened at contact on her hand, but relaxed within seconds. She looked down to see Natsu wearily grinning at her as he raised her hand from his head. He promptly spread out her fingers with his own and interlocked their hands. Holding hands was never a big thing for them before. When they would run, they would grab hands, pulling the other along and joking about how "slow" was the other. But after they had begun their courtship, holding hands was not a means of tugging the other along. It was an act of casual affection, sweet affection. It was an action that could mean support, or could keep Lucy from wandering off, or keep Natsu from letting his anger get to him. They blushed madly the first time Natsu took Lucy's hand while walking her home.

"Well, I'm heading off! It's getting pretty late," Lucy yawned, stretching her arms as she walked toward the guild doors. "Bye, Mira!"

"See you, Lucy!" Mira good-byed.

Lucy exited the guild with a simple shove of the doors and was outside in no time. Thankfully, the air had been kinder to everyone and graced them with slightly warmer breezes that flittered around, naïve and indecisive. As Lucy took a few steps down the familiar path to her apartment, she heard a voice call out to her.

"Wait!"

Lucy turned around with a smile—

—which she quickly lost when Natsu tackled her to the ground.

"Whoops. Sorry, Lucy," Natsu apologized sheepishly. He quickly got off before she could push him, giving her a grin. "Guess I didn't look where I was going."

Lucy narrowed her eyes at him. "I guess not," she said flatly. She held out her hand. "Now help me up. I want to get home soon."

Natsu shrugged and took her hand, pulling her up without even moving. Lucy brushed off invisible dirt, shot him a wary look, and then continued her trek home. Natsu matched her step for step, hands locked behind his head. She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Did you want something?" she asked.

Natsu shrugged.

Lucy looked at him, unconvinced. "You can't sleep in my bed," she informed him.

Natsu gave her a look that had borderline irritation in his eyes. "That's not it," he denied. He paused, his features rearranging into contemplation. "But maybe—"

"Don't even think about it!"

The next few minutes were in silence. Lucy was slightly ahead of him, humming a tune of a song Mira had once sang to the guild. Every once and a while, she looked at Natsu in the corner of her eye. He trailed after her, looking at the sky with a frown. His face looked as if he was angry about something. A type of child-like anger that was more for when he could not understand something rather than itching for a fight with someone. It was endearing and intriguing at the same time. To see Natsu stress over something was a rarity.

Lucy returned back to her journey when she felt something on her hand. It was warm, a comforting type of warmth. It enveloped her hand, sheltering it from the weather before it slipped in-between her fingers and gave her a hand a slight squeeze. She looked down to see her and Natsu's hand intertwined. A warm blush slipped onto her cheeks and she looked away, abashed. When she risked a glance at Natsu, she saw him looking to the side as well. His frown was still there, but Lucy caught the rosy tint of pink on the Fire Dragon Slayer's cheeks as he tugged on his scarf, a tendency meaning he was utterly embarrassed.

For the rest of Lucy's walk home, the two kept their hands together. Their eyes would slide over to their partner before quickly looking away, their blushes deepening.

The memory was a fond one. Lucy dreamed about all the romantic moments she would have with the Prince Charming she would never receive. She thought about how he would touch her, hold her, kiss her hand, say her name. But the more time that went by and the more she and Natsu grew more in-love with each other, the more ridiculous all her thoughts had been. Natsu was not a prince in even the slightest. He was a dragon in their fairy tale or even a pirate as he so joked. He was not careful with her like would be a prince. He was not expecting her to be a good housewife like a prince would demand. He was not going to make her wear those uncomfortable ball gowns and chase after her when her slipper fell. He did not treat her as property. Instead, he fought alongside her when they were locked in combat. His gentleness with her was there, but he would never hide his brashness from her. A housewife? He expected her to be what she wanted to be—a mage and writer. He expected her to wear whatever pleased her because he was fine with whatever she wore. He wanted her to continue her stories. He wanted her to go on missions with him. He wanted her to make mistakes so she could learn from them. He wanted her to learn from her defeats so she could savor her victory. He wanted her to be proud of herself, even when other people humiliated her.

He wanted her to be her—just plain, ol' Lucy.

He was not romantic as most princes. He made mistakes. When there was a dance, his first thought was food then dancing. When she was trapped in a tower—when she fell from a tower—he would not beseech her with the classic "let down your hair". Rather he caught her as she jumped. He did, however, kiss her as a form of waking up and she was always satisfied with that. He may not have been romantic like a prince, but he was still romantic. He embraced her when the time called for it or when he felt like he wanted to. He kissed her. He tried to cook for her when she was sick. He always inquired about her day when she came home if they didn't see each other. He loved her. And he would never stop.

"Lucy," Natsu sighed.

Lucy looked down to see him straining to keep his eyes open like a child denying sleep when he was already falling into his stupor. She gave him a gentle smile. "What's up, Natsu?" she asked.

Natsu gave her a weak smile in return. "Did you want your Prince Charming while we were going out? Do you still want him now?"

Lucy laughed at that. "Are you kidding? Those princes would never be as close to how brave and fun you are!"

"Well I know that," Natsu said with faint smugness in his eyes. "But still…"

"The answer is easy, you idiot," Lucy said. "I don't want a prince. I want you to be the one I go with on lots of adventures. I just—" She paused. A flicker of sadness drifted in her eyes and smile. "I wish I could've met him, and you could've met them," she said cryptically.

Natsu did his best to nod, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. "Hey! Don't look so sad!" His smile turned softer. "Just remember all the good times you had with them."

"I do," Lucy insisted, "but I can't stop feeling sad."

Silence ensued he compartment. Lucy gazed at the young sky, infatuated with watching the stars. Natsu kept vigil over her, looking at her moon-kissed face with a frown on his face. Not a frown of anger—a frown of contemplation.

"Ah, land! I'm never riding the train again!"

Lucy rolled her eyes as Natsu snuggled against the flooring of the train station. "Come on, Natsu! We need to hurry up!"

He stood up straight, readjusting his scarf, before he grabbed Lucy's hand again. The two of them set off, racing against time.

And they were getting close.

Where they were did not have too many houses near. The land was mostly luscious grass now bathed in darkness and trees spotted every so often, proving shade to weary travelers on a hot summer's day. A farm would occasionally appear with wooden fences and grazing cattle. The hoot of a distant owl could be heard at times. But the two ran down the dirt path like none of it matter to them.

"Hurry up, Lucy! You're slow!" Natsu complained.

Lucy huffed. "Try running in heels then."

"Why?"

"So you'd know how I feel!"

"Well why'd you wear them if they hurt so much?" Natsu inquired.

Lucy groaned. "I didn't think about bringing flats with me, okay? Sorry."

Natsu flashed her a grin. "Don't worry about it. I can just carry you there if you want," he offered.

Without waiting for her consent, Natsu stopped to scoop Lucy up into a hold and took off down the dirt road. Lucy clung to him, nuzzling against him with her arms wrapped around his neck for support. "Thanks, Natsu," she murmured.

Natsu allowed his concentration to momentarily waver as he gave her a kiss on the head. "It's fine," he assured her. "We don't want to waste any of our time."

The rest of the journey to their destination was in comfortable silence. Lucy closed her eyes, embracing the warmth Natsu naturally created. Natsu continued his run without a break in his stride, using his nose and his memories to remember where he was going. When a fork in the road appeared, Natsu paid no heed to it and continued running straight into the grasslands. The curious meow of a nearby barn cat did not deter him from the task at hand. He kept running and running until he saw a small hill with large tree sheltering it. The tree was nothing special. While it was old and large, it still had branches and roots and leaves like any other tree.

Three headstones lied underneath the tree. Two of them were made to perfection, letters carved into stone with such precision. They were small, not as grand as many other headstones to people of such a caliber, but the two still gave respect to their dead. The last one was not as extravagant as the other two. The headstone was a lumpy rock with letters messily engraved into it. It may have been in the presence of two noble headstones, but it was still respected for it was the marker of a great creature and his death.

Natsu slowed his pace into a steady walk as he approached the hill. It was an easy climb to get to the top. He stopped just shy of the headstones and moved to look down at Lucy. "Lucy," he whispered in her ear. "Lucy, we're here."

Lucy sighed through her nose as her eyes fluttered open. She gave him an apologetic smile. "Almost fell asleep there. Sorry."

Natsu dismissed the apology as he set her on solid ground. "It's been a long day. I don't blame you," he said with a shrug.

Lucy tore her gaze from him to look at the headstones placed in front of them. Her smile faltered a little. They were all reminders of three people who were gone. They were reminders that the ones they loved were dead. They were reminders that the two wouldn't hear their voices, feel their embraces, see their eyes. Natsu slung an arm around her shoulders, and she looked up to give him a grateful glance before looking back at the items. She took a deep breath before she trusted her voice. "Hey Mom. Hey Dad," she greeted in a soft voice. "And hello Igneel. Or I guess I should say father-in-law. So we told you we got engaged, right? Well, we're finally married!"

"Yeah, but after six months," Natsu complained.

Lucy shot him an annoyed look. "Well it was worth it, wasn't it?" she prompted.

Natsu's onyx eyes zoned out in memory and his lips twitched, drool beginning to come out of the corners of mouth. "Oh yeah! The food was so good!" he gushed.

Lucy elbowed him in the stomach. When he looked at her in confusion, she frowned at him. "Please tell you don't just think the best part of the wedding was the food," she pleaded.

Natsu remained silent for a moment. Then he nodded to himself as if in agreement. He looked at her, eyes serious. "Well I got married before that freak did. So it was worth it."

That earned him a punch in the shoulder.

Natsu rubbed his shoulder with a pout on his lips. "What'd you do that for?" he whined.

Lucy sighed, turning her back to him. She shook her head. "You're impossible," she muttered.

Natsu laughed and hugged Lucy from behind. He nuzzled into the crook of Lucy's neck, making her smile in amusement. "C'mon, Lucy! Marrying you was the best part!" he insisted.

Lucy exaggeratedly stuck her nose in the air. Her smirk, however, contradicted her apparent anger. "You're just saying that," she decided. "Oh wait!" She looked down at the headstones with an upset frown. "Natsu was perving on me all day!" she whined.

Natsu looked alarmed at her proclamation. "I was not!" he protested. "I just wanted to go underneath Lucy's skirt without her kicking me!"

"Igneel, your son is a little sneak!" Lucy laughed at Natsu's offended look. She gave him a smile and captured his face with a soft hand. She looked at him with eyes full of mirth. "But I think I can put up with him for the rest of my life."

Natsu grinned at her. "Loving you forever doesn't sound like a bad idea to me," he figured. "As long as I get to sleep in your bed!"

"Is that all you love about me?"

"Of course not! I love all of you!" Natsu quickly corrected, his grin turning nervous.

Lucy nodded approvingly. "Good Dragon Slayer," she cooed mockingly. Natsu chuckled at the comment, snuggling closer to her. Lucy turned back to look at the markers of their loved ones. "So about our wedding. It was so beautiful! A lot of people were there too. You should've seen it! It was huge!"

Natsu added smugly, "Lucy cried during the wedding too."

Lucy turned to fix him with a glare. "And so did you," she reminded.

Natsu blushed, turning his head away from her. "I wasn't crying. It was totally Happy," he blamed.

Lucy rolled her eyes and smiled at the headstones. "See? This is what I have to deal with for the rest of my life now!"

"Well you're the one who said yes to 'this'," Natsu reminded her in a mutter.

"Anyways," Lucy continued, shooting Natsu a warning look, "Master walked me down the aisle. I…I hope that's okay with you guys."

No response. There was silence. The kind of silence that was filled with noise, but the kind of silence that allowed one to think. It was the silence people took advantage of when they had work. Where the background noise of the environment meshed into a type of quiet. It wasn't what either wanted to hear.

Lucy sighed. Her gaze turned sad and her frown became more prominent. Natsu pulled her closer in consolation, rubbing her sides. "I know all three of you would've loved to see it for yourselves," she said in a soft voice. It wasn't the same softness she beheld through the wedding. It was a wistful softness. "I wish we could've shared it with you."

The silence carried on. Even the stars were silent as if sitting vigil, as if mourning, as if respecting the grieving of the girl who was and could their master and the man who would be her lover eternally.

Lucy breathed a quiet laugh that was humorless. "I'm now a 'Dragneel'." She paused. "It's kind of unbelievable."

Natsu smiled proudly. He even puffed out his chest. "I think it's an awesome last name! It's uh…" He scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Well I've wanted to change Lucy's last name since day one actually."

"'Day one'?" Lucy echoed in surprise.

Natsu nodded abashedly. "Yeah. I just thought you'd sound better with Dragneel as your last name." He turned to his father. "You here that, Igneel? I got a mate a whole lot sooner than you thought, huh?"

Lucy playfully rolled her eyes. "Yeah, four hundred and something years later," she teased.

Natsu ignored her comment and continues to speak with Igneel. "I even got a wife too! How lucky am I!" he cheered, kissing Lucy on the cheek.

Lucy leaned into Natsu with a pleased hum and stared at her parents and her father-in-law. "I hope the two of us can make all of you proud," she prayed. "You're all the reason he and I are here after all."

Natsu tucked Lucy closed to him and she hugged him in response, sharing a small smile with him. He used his thumb to brush away a stray tear from her face.

Lucy looked surprised by the action and gave him a sheepish look. "Sorry. I didn't know I was starting to cry."

Natsu tucked a stray lock of hair behind Lucy's ear and looked down at her worriedly. "If this is too much for you, we can go back," he suggested gently.

Lucy shook her head. "No. I want to do this," she determined. She held out her palm before her and concentrated her magic, directing it all toward her hand. After a few moments, sparks of gold fluttered in her hand, hesitant, but eventually ignited into a golden light. The golden light expanded, morphing and reconstructing into something else. The light exploded away from the created shape and revealed a floating paper lantern in Lucy's hand. It was not too large, but big enough to outgrow the size of Lucy's hand. It was simple with a cylindrical look about it and a white color. But on either side was Natsu and Lucy's guild tattoos together, taking the shape of a heart.

Natsu let one finger on fire and ignited the small candle inside the lantern. A warm glow emitted from inside the paper lantern, illuminating the couple's face. With a gentle raise of her hand, Lucy pushed the lantern skyward, watching as it left her hand to sail through the breeze and faraway with a destination never in mind. Silently, Natsu and Lucy watched it climb higher and higher in the sky, going anywhere the wind blows. Lucy sighed, resting her head on Natsu's shoulder while he rested his chin on top of her head, stroking her hair.

"I'm glad we did that," Natsu whispered to her.

Lucy gave a tiny nod. "Yeah. I just really do hope we make them proud."

Natsu grinned at her reassuringly. "'Course we will! We've already made 'em proud for joining Fairy Tail. And your mom is probably proud for you making so many new friends with your spirits. We just have to keep doing our best and we'll make them even prouder!"

Lucy chuckled, looking at him with eyes sparkling with a mingle of amusement and adoration. "You're always an encourager," she remarked. "I love you, Natsu."

Natsu dipped down to capture her lips in a kiss. When he pulled back, he kissed her forehead. "I love you too, Lucy."

The two continued in their spots, Natsu occasionally kissing Lucy's forehead and Lucy resting against him with her eyes closed. They were aware that the lantern was climbing higher and higher, swimming to the surface where it would breach into the Heavens. But all they cared about was the moments between them. Him and her; the Demon and the Angel; the Light and the Dark; the Fire and the Stars; the Dragon Slayer and Celestial Maiden. They stayed in each other's arms, engulfed in their own peace, their own love.

As the night carried on, neither grew cold. Natsu's warmth was enough for both to survive on, but Lucy found herself always wanting his warmth. It was comforting and the definition of safe. She knew she would be forever happy in his arms. But it was not just Lucy who was happy. Natsu snuggled closer to Lucy for her warmth. Her warmth was different than his. With his body always hot, he did not need any help keeping himself at a comfortable temperature. But Lucy made him feel warmer, safer, at ease. He needed her—just her—every night, every day, any time. He knew he would be forever happy with her in his arms.

They would be forever happy with each other.

The darkness that cloaked the sky was beginning to fade a bit into the dull magenta. The morning stars were giving their bashful farewells to the ever cold-hearted moon, their lights starting to fade, but lingering as if they awaited a goodbye kiss. A gentle breeze glided over the pair like a coaxing mother attempting to awake her sleeping children.

Lucy pulled away slightly with half-lidded eyes to give Natsu a relaxed smile. She combed her hand through his hair and he growled quietly in content, encouraging her. She hummed. "I'm so lucky."

Natsu briefly opened his eyes and a lazy grin tugged on his lips. He kissed her again on her forehead. "We're so lucky," he corrected.

Lucy nodded and the two fell into a comfortable silence. Lucy caught a glimpse of the sky and raised an eyebrow. At Natsu's questioning stare, she chuckled. "I guess our wedding day is at its end, huh?" she said, eyes flickering to the sky.

In a blinding flash, a door covered in moving scripts appeared next to them. It was nothing special—it was made out of wood with a coat of simple white paint and the golden doorknob looked ancient. The scripts, however, continued to move, assembling, shifting, then assembling once more as if trying to crack a code of some sort.

Natsu looked at the door with a raised eyebrow. "What's that doing here?" he wondered.

As if by answer, the scripts halted in place, finally setting down. Then all at once, they glowed violet, melding together. A projection of Mira came onto the door, her cerulean eyes bright and her clothes back in her simple dark magenta dress. "Hi there, Natsu and Lucy," she greeted, giving them a wave. "This door should have appeared when you said you were finished with your wedding day. I figured the two of you would leave from the wedding before I got a chance, so this was the solution I came up with. I told you two that I was planning your honeymoon, but I failed to say where. Once you open the door and step through, you will be in the honeymoon spot I picked for you! Enjoy your vacation! And Lucy…"

Lucy stared in curiosity as Mira's smile turned devious.

"All those interesting wedding presents a few of your spirits gave you should be there too. Use them well! See you in a week!"

The projection of Mira dissolved into particles along with the violet glow. All that remained was the white door free from any magical scripts.

Natsu scratched his head, a confused frown adorning his face. "What'd she mean by wedding presents?" he asked, looking over at Lucy. She was staring at the door with wide eyes and an obvious pink on her cheeks. He quirked an eyebrow. "Lucy?"

Lucy snapped out of her reverie to look at Natsu, her blush done and only a shocked look in her eyes. She smiled weakly at him. "Oh they just gave me a few gifts. Nothing else. Regardless"—she looked at the door intriguingly—"I wonder where it's going to take us."

Natsu grinned, grabbing the knob. "Well we'll never know just standing here, now will we?"

Lucy laughed, putting his hand on top of his. "I guess not." She gave him a big smile. "Today and last night really have been great, huh?"

Natsu nodded enthusiastically. "Heck yeah it has been! It's awesome we got to spend it with all of Fairy Tail."

"And Sabertooth," Lucy added.

"And Lamia Scale."

"And Mermaid's Heel."

"And Quatro Puppy."

"Quatro Cerberus," Lucy corrected.

"And those old guys and new guys from the Ten Wizard Saints."

"And the sprits!"

"And the Exceeds." Natsu furrowed his eyebrows. "I hope Happy's not mad we're leaving him for a week."

"He'll be fine. He's staying with Wendy and Carla anyways. He might not miss us at all," Lucy supposed, tapping her chin.

Natsu's eyes widened in shock. "He won't miss us?" he echoed. "Maybe it's a bad idea to leave him here then."

"Natsu."

He looked down at his wife to see her smirking at him. She let go of his hand to gentle take hold of his cheeks. "Do you really want Happy to stay with us?" she asked, leaning towards him. Her lips brushed over his. "It's just you and me for this." Her lips pressed into his for a moment before she pulled back, grinning triumphantly at the hazy look in Natsu's eyes.

Natsu suddenly ensnared her in his arms, not even giving her a moment to recover from shock before giving her a kiss. It was not the same chaste caress as before. It was not quick; it was not a little peck on the mouth. It was full of the restrained passion either was holding back. Lucy's hand automatically went into his hair, drawing him closer as she combed through the mess of pink. Natsu allowed his hands to roam her sides, making her feel warmth tingling her skin.

The two pulled away, breathing a bit heavier than before and eyes a little clouded. Natsu grinned. "Yeah, maybe its best Happy doesn't come," he decided.

Lucy rolled her eyes, but her smile never left her face. "Now he gets it," she teased.

"And now that I do…"

Natsu lifted Lucy off her feet in one sweeping motion, cradling her in his arms. She latched onto him in response, fearing she could be dropped in any moment. She hit him in the chest. "Natsu!" she whined, but her laughter still took over.

Natsu just smiled at her. "Let's get this honeymoon started!" he declared.

With one swift kick, the white door opened up and all that could be seen was white. But that didn't bother either of them as Natsu took his first step inside, carrying Lucy over the threshold. White was blank. White was indifferent. White was endless. But white could be filled in with other colors. White could be touched with red and yellow and green and blue. White could be shaped into anything, like their future. White meant uncertainty. You never knew what would happen to white. It could be marred by the blood color of red. It could be scarred by the temptress of black. It could be filled with peace by green.

A Dragon Slayer and Celestial Wizard never know what colors will fall onto their white. But they will keep going on as their white canvas is painted.

Because that was what lovers do.

Because that was what best friends do.

Because that was what Fairy Tail members do.

They live their life to the fullest.

They live for their futures.

Love isn't perfect. It isn't in a fairy tale or story book and it doesn't come easy.

Love is overcoming the obstacles, facing the challenges, fighting to be together, holding on and never letting go.

Love is work, but most of all,

Love is realizing that every hour, every minute, every second of it was worth it because you did it...

together.

A/N: That concludes the wedding of Natsu and Lucy! I apologize should this not be a good story and I do realize Fairy Tail is not over yet, but I had this story finished months ago and I was hesitant to post it until Natsu was confirmed as E.N.D.* and the other things were revealed, but I decided I would post this story anyways. As Fairy Tail changes or ends, I will make necessary adjustments. However, this is a wedding story that has caught up with the series.

I have a feeling I will get questions in regards to the timeline, the children, and Erza's past and nonexistent "Happily Ever After". Allow me to try and shed light on the situations at hand.

When Meredy (or Meldy or however you prefer) arrived to the wedding, it was a shock to everyone considering how her guild were nomads and never seen. I have a feeling in the Dragon King Festival, they will make a reappearance. Back to the point, before this story, Erza and Jellal crossed paths once again. Ultear and Meredy both knew Jellal's strong feelings for Erza and encouraged him to take a break from his travels to be with her as she had forgiven him for his sins and desired to start a relationship with him. During this time was after Laxus and Mira marrying as well as Natsu and Lucy exploring their feelings for each other.

Erza and Jellal had not just an emotional relationship, but a physical one as well. Soon enough, Erza became pregnant a few months after Mira announcing her pregnancy. Jellal stayed beside Erza during her pregnancy and Mystogan was born.

**Side Note: There was a debate about Mystogan's name. If you look on my profile, you will see his full name is Oberon Mystogan Fernandes rather than the typical Edward Scarlet or something like that. Oberon means "King of the Fairies" as fellow Sword Art Online Season II watchers recognize. To me, it seemed befitting due to Erza having the nickname Titania or "Queen of the Fairies". Mystogan was chosen as the middle name and name Oberon went by due to Jellal's Edolas counterpart.

Two years after Mystogan was born was when Erza announced her second pregnancy with Aine. During this time, Crime Sorcière returned to Magnolia in desperate need of Jellal's leadership and aid. Erza allowed Jellal to leave, knowing full well he may never see his daughter for a long time. Jellal left and Aine was born without ever seeing her father. Of course Erza was heartbroken, but continued to be strong in front of her kids.

**Side Note: Aine's name was debatable as well. Her name (pronounced awn + ya) is an Irish name. While she could have been named Scarlet or taken the name Titania, nothing felt right. Aine is a name part of mythology. The name meant she was the queen of fairies as well as a fair and radiant lady. Juliet derived from Romeo and Juliet. With Erza's passion in theater, Juliet seemed appropriate as a middle name.

Erza had Mystogan and Aine take the last name of their father to remind them of who they are.

I may do one-shot of Gray and Juvia discovering her pregnancy after they were fooling around for a few months. I may also do a one-shot on the small wedding of Mira and Laxus, and perhaps a one-shot on the Celestial Spirits as they find gifts for Lucy and Loke asking permission for to use Rasalas**. There will not be a one-shot on Natsu's proposal to Lucy. There will be a sequel to this and I will explain this in a minute.

Back to Loke and Rasalas, I came up with a theory. Celestial Spirits are named after constellations in the sky. But what bothered me was that each star in the constellation had a name, yet none had keys. I predicted the stars were a part of the spirit's being, but never strong enough to use magic or create its own key. Giving away a constellation is unheard of and very rare, like a unicorn giving its second or third horn to someone. For Loke to give Lucy use of Rasalas meant he has immense trust in her and loves her dearly. Rasalas will still be part of him, but Lucy will be able to access Rasalas when needed.

For sequels: the sequels will go into Lucy's pregnancy with first daughter Nashi Layla ("Fairy Baby"), then Lucy's second pregnancy with Igneel Zeref and Lucas "Luke" Jude ("Three's a Crowd") and her last pregnancy with Luna Mavis ("Fairy Ever after"). Chapters have been written already, just need to proof, revise, and edit. There will also soon be a running story of one-shots of the new Fairy Tail generation, but mainly focused on the Dragneels as the children go from months old to adulthood, not in that order.

If you have anymore questions, comments, concerns, you know what to do!

Magnafeana