A/N: Hey. I haven't been on here in a while, so I hope you all forgive me. This is kinda late, but it's for Gratsu Week, day 1.

Highschool AU

Detention

Today was the day. He would do it. He would ask Natsu Dragneel, the most perfect creature to ever walk the earth, to prom. And probably get his tattooed ass rejected, but he was going to try he hardest. So he devised a plan to grab Natsu's attention, and he hoped to hell that it worked.

Gray arrived early to school, bottles of spray paint clinking quietly as he walked down the halls of Fairy Tail Academy, hands stuffed in the pockets of his black skinny jeans. The black haired boy stopped in front of a bank of the dented beige lockers. He glanced down at the number of on the palm of his right hand, just to make sure he was at the right locker. He looked back up at the locker directly in front of him, nodding to himself as he felt a rush of adrenaline gush into him.

Was he really going to do this? It would be a hell of a story to explain to his parents, and it was breaking the rules… But it was sure to get his attention...

He brushed an inky black lock out of his eyes and nodded to himself again in confirmation of his decision. He would do it. Gray dropped his dark blue backpack onto the ugly, carpeted floor and unzipped it, taking out a cream colored paint and shaking it. The metal ball clinked inside when he shook it, a comforting sound as he took the top of his navy blue tee and covered his nose and mouth.

He worked quickly and quietly, fast, sweeping motions to get the cream color laid down for the base. Gray pulled a pencil out of his pocket and went to work, sketching as fast as he could. The artist stepped back and nodded, satisfied with his work. Done with that, he knelt to rummage around in his bag, grabbing as many pink shades as he could and sticking the cream back in. He clipped along at a brisk pace and bit his lip underneath the makeshift mask of his shirt as he filled in the pink, eventually adding a few bits of red here and there. Gray shoved the pinks back into his pack and yanked a few greens and a black out. He had to hurry. There was only half-an-hour until people started to arrive. The black-haired boy hurriedly applied the greens and black where the art required, stuffed his supplies into his backpack and power-walked down the hall to his locker.

Six and a half hours later, Gray walked down the hall at a turtle's pace, pack slung over his shoulder and a detention slip in hand. He looked up at the locker from this morning, and there, next to the beautiful painting of a rose, and the words Natsu, will you go to prom with me? ~Gray Fullbuster, was a single word. Right there, in the lower left corner, was a messy, sharpie-written word that made Gray's heart soar like no other. YES.

As a certain pinkette raced down the hall, grabbed Gray by the waist, spun him around, and kissed the living hell out of him, all Gray could think was, SO worth detention.

Weeeeeeelllll... That was short *flees mob of angry Gratsu fans* It was also late... *runs faster* and the next one will probably be late... *sprints* Hehehehehhhhh...