Author's Note: Woohoo! Friday is the last day of school for me! I'm hanging out with my friend as well! I can't wait! I had this chapter idea for a while, so I was really hype while writing! It's kind of long though, so I have to split it up! And honestly, I kind of threw in the last part as a last minute change. It works, though, so we're living- I went from five reviewers per recent chap to one reviewer for this chapter lmaoooo I had to do a double take at first. It's fine though because I've been busy lately, so these chapters are shorter and have lower quality than I'd like- and if I'm busy with school coming to an end then I wouldn't be surprised if you readers were too. Big shoutout to our lone reviewer, aliciacevbra! Thank you so much, Alicia! I truly appreciate hearing from you every time! You're so kind, I always look forward to your reviews! :D To all you other readers out there, please review! I'd love to hear your input!

Disclaimer: Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima!

Lisanna

"What's going on here?" A voice asked, causing Lisanna and Azuma to look up from their argument. Standing before them was Lisanna's best friend, Natsu, with his arms crossed and a confused expression on his face.

Lisanna mentally sighed in relief as Azuma moved away from her. "Nothing," He hissed. "I'm gonna wait at the car," He told Lisanna, storming off and turning down the hall.

Natsu went up to Lisanna. "Is everything alright?" He asked, tilting his head slightly to the side.

Lisanna nodded. "Yeah, everything's fine." She answered him.

"What were you two talking about?" Natsu questioned.

Lisanna shook her head, waving her hand dismissively. "Oh, nothing important."

Natsu raised an eyebrow. "He was pretty much yelling at you."

"Oh," Lisanna laughed awkwardly. "You know how he can get,"

"If you think that he's an asshole and possessive, then yeah," Natsu snorted. "I know how he can get."

"Natsu!" Lisanna exclaimed. "He's actually really nice once you get to know him." She tried to defend her boyfriend.

Natsu put his hand on Lisanna's shoulder. "I'm not the fool I used to be, Lisanna. And you're not fooling anyone." He told her. "Not even yourself."

Lisanna sighed in defeat, resting her hand on top of Natsu's. She looked down at her shoes, averting her gaze from Natsu's onyx eyes. "Oh, who am I kidding?" She asked herself, shaking her head.

"Why are you still dating him?" Natsu asked, genuinely confused.

"I," Lisanna paused, thinking of a proper answer to Natsu's question. "I don't know," She admitted. "I just can't bring myself to break up with him,"

"Do you need my help?" Natsu asked.

"Huh?" Lisanna blinked.

"Do you want me to help you break up with him?" Natsu repeated. "You know I'm here for you,"

"Thank you, Natsu, but no." Lisanna shook her head. "I must do this by myself."

Natsu frowned. "Are you sure?" He asked.

Lisanna nodded, a confident glint in her eyes. "Positive!" She gave Natsu a thumbs up.

Natsu sighed doubtedly, taking his hand off of her shoulder and sticking it in his pocket. "If you say so. I'm gonna head to the lab, see ya tomorrow?" He asked, smiling at his friend.

Lisanna grinned. "See you tomorrow!" She waved, before heading off to Azuma's car.

The car ride between the two of them was silent due to the argument that they had a few minutes prior. When they got to his house, Azuma stormed off to his room. Lisanna sighed to herself. She didn't know how she was going to tell Azuma this. She thought that they could talk about it over dinner, which was exactly what she was going to do- make them what would probably be the last dinner that the two of them would share

Lisanna felt that their relationship wasn't working out well, and that maybe it'd be best if they took a break and saw other people. She didn't want to leave Azuma, but his controlling tendencies and the warning from his friends had convinced her otherwise.

Lisanna rubbed her temple, looking down at the pan that she had retrieved. As she was contemplating her words, she heard a sharp ching, followed by some footsteps. "Hm?" She turned back slightly, looking behind her before something sharp pierced through her shoulder.

Lisanna let out a shrill scream, looking down at her shoulder. There was a kitchen knife wedged into her skin. She looked up in fear to see Azuma standing over her, the knife in his hands. "Shit," He mumbled under his breath, angrily looking at the knife.

Azuma quickly pulled the bloody knife out of Lisanna's shoulder, watching as she stumbled back against the counter slightly. "No one leaves me and gets away!" He growled, raising the knife again.

Lisanna ducked out of the way, the knife slicing through the air. Lisanna made a break for the door, Azuma on her tail. "Get back here!" He yelled, running after her. As she passed a shelf, she knocked off some items, causing Azuma to stumble over the various items.

Lisanna hastily opened the door, slamming it behind her as she ran down the hall of the apartment complex. She slid around the corner, running up to the door that led to the stairs. She quickly opened the door, running down the stairs as best as she could. They were on the third floor, which, at the moment, sounded much better than being on the tenth floor.

Getting to the bottom floor, she ran behind the stairs and exited outside of the complex into the parking lot instead of entering the lobby. Lisanna hissed in pain, holding her bloody shoulder as she heaved for air. She looked around for anything that could help her escape when she saw a motorcycle with the key still in.

She ran to the motorcycle, hoping that the owner wasn't nearby. She looked at motorcycle and gulped- she didn't know how to ride a motorcycle- she didn't even know how to drive in general- but considering that her murderous boyfriend was chasing her, she had no choice but to learn.

"Hey!" Someone shouted. She looked up to see a middle-aged guy. "That's my motorcycle!"

"I'm sorry!" Lisanna apologized. "I have no time left!" She pushed the pedal and clutched the handles, zooming forward. She heard the door from the apartment complex opens and slam closed behind her, and from the rear-view mirror, she saw Azuma starting to run towards her, the bloody knife in his hands. She saw that the man had seen the knife and pulled out his phone, but couldn't tell what happened after because she had driven too far ahead.

Lisanna drove out of the parking lot onto the main streets of Magnolia, praying that she wouldn't hit anyone. She made her way onto the main street without checking to see if anyone else was driving, which resulted in some honks. Lisanna drove in between lines of traffic, zooming by the other cars. Everything around her was dizzy and slightly blurry, she didn't know where she was heading- all she knew was that she had to get out.

After driving for who knows how long, the motorcycle started to slow down, its tank reaching empty. Lisanna pulled up to the side of the road, black dots starting to cloud her vision. Lisanna craned her neck to look at the road, but there was no one in sight for as far as she could see. She turned her head to look at her shoulder, cringing at the gruesome sight.

The stab wound was still bleeding, the slowly drying blood from earlier had caked her shirt in a deep maroon. There was an immense pain that came with a stiffness. Lisanna took her other arm out from her shirt sleeve, grabbing the shoulder of her sleeve and trying to rip the fabric apart. She groaned in pain, the movement of her injured shoulder sending a sharp stinging throughout her body. After a minute, she let go of the sleeve, unsuccessful. Lisanna put her arm back through the sleeve.

Suddenly, the black dots became more predominant in her vision. Starting to feel lightheaded, Lisanna swayed slightly. Her eyelids started to droop, and with some incoherent mumbling, she fell to the ground alongside the stolen motorcycle.

Lisanna slowly opened her eyes, staring up at the ceiling above her. Wait a second, ceiling? Where was she? Lisanna tried sitting up but her body ached in protest. She clenched her teeth at a sharp pain in her shoulder. Slowly, her blue eyes turned to look at her shoulder. Her eyes widened in realization as she remembered what had happened earlier. Her shoulder-wound was now covered up in bandages. Her eyes trailed down her arm, looking at her bare arm. Her shirt sleeve wasn't there.

Lisanna looked down at her torso to see that her whole shirt was missing, and she was only clad in a bra from the waist up. There was a dark blue blanket on top of her, but she could that her jeans were still on. Lisanna wriggled her toes- her shoes were off, and so were her socks. At this point, Lisanna was only certain of one thing. She wasn't at a hospital.

"I see you're awake, girlie," A masculine voice caused Lisanna to let out a shrill shriek, flinching at the unexpected voice. Her body groaned in protest, causing her to close her eyes and let out a small whimper. "Woah there, girlie. Don't wanna make any sudden movements now, do we?" The unfamiliar voice asked.

Lisanna hesitantly opened her eyes, her eyes staring at where the voice was coming from. There stood a tan guy with a large black tattoo on his face in the shape of a stick figure. He had a dark blue mohawk with dark blue tufts of hair above his ears. There was almost-shaven black hair in between the tufts of hair and the mohawk. The man's dark red eyes which almost looked onyx stared at Lisanna, a slight smirk on his face. Despite the strange tattoo and the strange haircut, he looked rather dashing.

"Where's my shirt?" Lisanna asked, her voice weaker than she intended it to be.

"In the wash- it's all bloody." The man answered as if it were obvious. "I know how to get blood out of anything. And also, I gotta say, cute bra. I think a purple bow would suit you better than gray, though." He winked at her, sticking out his tongue slightly to reveal a tongue piercing.

Lisanna's cheeks heated up in a fervent blush. "Who even are you?" She asked, trying to lift up the covers in an attempt to cover herself.

"I'm Bixlow." He answered.

"Bixlow….?" Lisanna questioned.

"Woah there, girlie, we ain't on last-name basis yet," Bixlow laughed. "Though, I feel flattered. Could I get ya name?" He asked, tilting his head slightly to the side.

"Lisanna…" Lisanna answered, blinking in confusion.

"What a cute name for a cute lil bunny like you," Bixlow teased, winking.

"Um… Who are you?" Lisanna asked.

"I already said- I'm Bixlow." Bixlow answered.

Lisanna shook her head. "No, I mean who are you? And how do you know how to get blood out of clothing?"

"Woah there, babe, I'm afraid I can't tell ya." Bixlow laughed against. "You don't mess around, do ya now?" He asked.

"Well, can at least tell me where we are?" Lisanna asked. "Magnolia, right?"

"Oh, no, honey," Bixlow laughed, shaking his head. "We ain't in Magnolia."

"Then, where are we?" Lisanna asked.

"Let's just say, we ain't in the sunniest place on earth," Bixlow answered. "Though you're in my territory now, and ain't nobody gonna fuck with us here."

"Territory?" Lisanna asked.

"I don't think I stuttered." Bixlow replied. His facial expression changed to a more serious one. "Look, girlie, I see you're not from here, right?"

Lisanna nodded. "I'm from Magnolia- that's why I asked."

"Then what was a lil girlie like you doing out cold on the streets, stab wound and all?" Bixlow questioned.

"My boyfriend-" Lisanna paused, shaking her head. "No, my ex," She corrected herself. "Was starting to get more controlling, so I decided to break up with him. Big mistake, because he… he tried to… kill me… when he found out I was gonna break up with him." She blinked, processing her words.

"Ooo!" Bixlow cooed in excitement, nodding. "Continue!"

"I ran out of the apartment complex and I hopped on some random motorcycle, driving as far away as possible, and then I ended up where…"

"Where I found ya? On the side of the road?" Bixlow asked, excited.

Lisanna nodded. "Yeah." Her eyes widened in realization. "Wait, why am I telling you this?!" She exclaimed.

"Woo!" Bixlow cheered. "Now that's fucking crazy, especially coming from a girlie like you."

"I'm seventeen!" Lisanna protested. "I'm not a girlie!"

"Aww, how cute." Bixlow laughed. "I can't tell ya how old I am, but I am close to ya age. Ain't that something?"

"Why are you being so secretive?" Lisanna asked.

Bixlow looked out the window, turning his gaze back to Lisanna. "Do ya really wanna know, girlie?" He asked. "You don't know what you're getting yourself into."

"I think I deserve to know." Lisanna confirmed.

Bixlow sighed, cracking his neck. "I'm Bixlow, a proud member of the Raijinshū Mafia. And now that ya know of it, welcome to the squad!" He winked, sticking out his tongue.