DISCLAIMER: Hiro Mashima owns everything. So yea...

The first time Sting saw her, she was sitting down at the bar counter, sipping her strawberry-lemonade, with a infuriatingly bright smile on her face.

He had never seen her before, yet she looked weirdly familiar. He squinted hard.

"You're acting weird. That's the girl Minerva was beating up at the Naval Battle during the Grand Magic Games, remember?" Rogue elbowed him. "Quit staring."

Blondie looked up long enough for him to see a blush grace her features.

"I see you." he smirked, wanting to sound suave and indifferent. (BWAHAHAHA LIKE THAT AVATAR SHOW WHERE NEYTIRI SAYS THAT TO JAKE!)

"And I see you." Her tone was sarcastic, but the blush on her face said otherwise.

"Not cool." Rogue rolled his eyes." Didn't you come here to pick at fight with Natsu?"

"Yea...yea..."

Lucy frowned. "Natsu isn't here."

"Great. We wasted a trip." Rogue rolled his eyes.

Their bartender (what was her name again?), walked over and said, " Since you're already here, why don't you stay and wait?"

"Mmm!" Blondie nodded eagerly.

He looked at Rogue, who gave a shrug and slunk off to eat.

"So...er...hey..." he looked nervously at Blondie, who laughed at his expression.

She stared at him so intently that it made him turn red.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" he rubbed his cheek self-consciously.

"Don't be so cocky." she rolled her eyes.

"What? I'm so handsome that it's natural that I'm concerned with my image. And who are you calling cocky?"he retorted.

She rolled her eyes, "Yea, yea, Stingy Bee."

"I'm not a Stingy Bee, Blondie!"he huffed.

"You're a blonde too!"

"LOVE ALERT!" Mirajane cooed, drawing heart shapes in the air with her fingers.

"WHAT?! DON'T COPY ME, STINGY BEE/BLONDIE!"

"You're blonde too!" Lucy said, miffed.

"I am not! I am a slightly lighter and much cooler shade of yellow."

"Whatever, Stingy Bee."

"I said don't call me that!"

They bickered like parrots, until Erza couldn't stand it.

"KEEP QUIET! CAN'T I EAT MY STRAWBERRY CAKE IN PEACE?!"

"H...hai..." they whimpered.

Ten minutes later, they were quarrelling again.

"What do you mean it was my fault?!"

"Well it was certainly not the Great and Powerful Sting Eucliffe's fault, is it?"

"Great and Powerful what?!" Lucy hollered, "stop being so arrogant!"

"Whatever Blondie!"

"For the last time, you are also a BLONDE!"she screeched, slamming her forehead into his.

He turned away so that she would not see his burning face.

Because when their foreheads slammed, he could see right down her cleavage.

She noticed his line of sight and screamed, slamming a plate across his face, with a squeal that would have made a shrew proud. "PERVERT!"

He had a nosebleed.

Her face was a shade of scarlet so deep that it would have rivalled Titania's hair.

And she didn't notice that her shirt collar had gone agape and the mauve of her lingerie was visible to all.

She was still screaming, a newspaper held over her chest and covering his line of view.

Damn.

Sting found Rogue at the corner of the guild, chewing on a piece of bread.

"So, what's new?" he asked monotonously.

When Sting spoke, his voice was exceptionally dreamy and dazed. "I think I'm in love..."

Rogue choked on his bread. "What?!"

R&R please!

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