Natsu sat in the fluffy chairs outside of Makarov's office with his arms crossed. He was miserable. He could hear the yelling inside the office. He didn't mean to cause trouble. And yet trouble seemed to favour him. Much more than the other angels.

"It was an honest mistake!" Mirajane was saying, "It could have happened to anyone!"

"Anyone?" Laxus scoffed, "He let a dark guild into Heaven because he figured everyone should be allowed here. In the first hour, they staged a coup and tried to overthrow Heaven!"

"He just wants everyone to be happy," Mira huffed, "Okay, so he can't be a gatekeeper."

"I just don't know what to do with him," Makarov sighed, glancing between Mira and Laxus, "I mean, we've tried everything."

"You've tried the growth division?" Laxus asked.

"He thought it was fun to grow things and overran an entire city with spaghetti squash," Makarov sighed, "It took the townspeople weeks to clear it away. Hundreds upon hundreds of spaghetti squash…at least no one went hungry that winter."

"How about the season division?" Mira asked.

"He thought every day should be sunny, bright and hot. He caused a heat wave that lasted 300 days and killed all the crops in the eastern division…unfortunately, that was before the squash incident and everyone went hungry that winter," Makarov sighed deeply, "We've also tried him in the weather, the sky, the animal welfare, and the tree growth divisions."

"I remember when he was in the animal welfare division,"Laxus chuckled, "He overproduced the frogs because he thought they were cool. There's still remnants of that disaster."

"He means well," Mira said slowly, glancing out the window at the pink haired boy, still sitting in the chair, "He's got such a pure heart…surely there must be a job somewhere that would be suitable for him."

"They call him the Angel of Oops!" Laxus laughed, "There's nowhere that's suitable for him."

"The problem is," Makarov stated, ignoring Laxus's last comment, "He has no common sense."

"How is it that he has no common sense but has such a pure heart?" Mira asked, surprised.

"He died as a child," Makarov said, "He was very young. He didn't have a chance to be taught morals or experience things. He doesn't understand what humans need to survive. He never knew love."

Laxus wrinkled his nose, "How could he not know love?"

"His parents abandoned him," Makarov said, "He was passed from family to family. The last man he lived with disappeared. And then Natsu died. He has never known love and he just doesn't understand what it is that's required of him to do good for the humans."

"How did he die?" Mira asked slowly.

"By accident," Makarov said solemnly, "He was hit by a wayward bullet. Just in a bad neighbourhood at the wrong time. He was alone at the time. Nobody even realized the mistake. He was so young that he has no memories of the incident. He thinks he's always been here."

Mira sniffed back a tear.

"Well, he's not a child now!" Laxus exclaimed, "He's had tons of time to learn!"

Mira studied Natsu's forlorn face again, "Then maybe we need to teach him," she said slowly, "We could send him on a Cupid mission."

"ARE YOU NUTS?" Laxus stood up, slamming his fists on the table, "He would have people falling madly in love with lampposts and stuff like that! That's the stupidest idea I've ever heard!"

Makarov was tapping his fingers on the table, contemplating.

"With a mentor," he said slowly, "We'll choose a pair of friends or something and send him with a more experienced angel."

"You're playing with fire, old man," Laxus warned, "It's bad enough to let him mess with weather or growth…now you're letting him play with human emotion. He's called the Angel of Oops for a reason!"

"With a mentor!" Makarov reminded.

"There's not an mentor in Heaven that could teach that moron about human life and love!" Laxus snapped.

Mira watched as Natsu cringed outside the window. His head lowered.

"He can hear you," Mira scolded, "Laxus, I wonder if you should be the one learning things from a more experienced angel! You have no tact at all!"

Ignoring Laxus's protests, Mira pulled out a big book, glancing through available missions to see if she could find a suitable one.

"Aha!" she announced triumphantly, "This one right here!"

The men leaned into the table, trying to read Mira's handwriting. Failing miserably, they both leaned back and waited for her to explain it to them.

"Lucy Heartfilia, aged 22. She's a runaway heiress. Levy McGarden, also aged 22. She was hired be a maid at the mansion Lucy ran away from when her mother retired. They're best friends. And they've recently run into some trouble. They moved to Magnolia about two days ago. Both girls are in the process of getting jobs and a place to live."

"So why do they need angels?" Laxus asked.

"Lucy is afraid to let anyone near her," Mira said, "Although she grew up in a mansion, she also grew up not knowing love. Her mother died when she was very young. Her father pushed her away and basically let the maids raise her. Levy is the daughter of one of those maids. In turn, Levy hasn't allowed anyone close to her either. All they have is each other."

"I don't get it," Laxus said, "Poor little rich girl. Sorry – but I find it hard to feel sorry for her. You think shooting her in the butt with a Cupid's Arrow is going to solve everything for her?"

Makarov snickered. Leave it to Laxus to be blunt about the situation.

"No!" Mira snapped, "I think if Natsu and a partner can get these girls some semblance of a happy life, then he'll learn what it is to be human! And she's not just some poor little rich girl. There's a lot more to her story than meets the eye."

Both men sat back, contemplating her proposal.

"Who would we get to go with him?" Makarov asked.

Mira's eyes lit up, "Glad you asked! I have the perfect person!"

She flipped open her book of Angel Agents, turning the pages until she found the one she was looking for.

"Gray Fullbuster?" Laxus exclaimed, "Have you fallen out of a cloud and bonked your head? That's a disaster waiting to happen!"

All three of them knew Gray and Natsu didn't get along so well. Gray could be very…mean to Natsu, often calling him horrible names and laughing at his every mistake…and there were lots of mistakes.

"Gray needs to grow up too," Mira stated, "Where Natsu has a pure heart, Gray is a bit of...well, he's a jerk. He's cold to everyone he meets. Still, he's had ample experience in these missions. Maybe not Cupid, but human intervention. It might give them both a chance to figure out how to work together and they could both learn something in the process."

"I'm against it," Laxus stated, "If those girls are messed up now, just wait until Flame-Brain and Ice-Twit get ahold of them. You'll ruin them for life."

"No," Makarov said slowly, "I think this could work."

"Gramps," Laxus said, warning edging in his voice, "Really think about what you're considering."

"My boy," Makarov said, eyeing his grandson, "The Fairy Tail division of Heaven is responsible for keeping Earthland happy and functioning. And we do a good job of it. But there should be a division looking after our people too. Both Gray and Natsu have seen more pain and sadness than any one person should see. Gray is cold and uncaring at times. Natsu doesn't have a clue about anything. If a mission like this has a chance of making those two boys understand what happiness is, I'm going to agree with it."

Laxus stood up and headed for the door, "Don't say I didn't warn you," he muttered, exiting the office with a slam.

Gray slammed his hands down on the table, "No!"

Makarov was unamused with Gray's outright defiance, "It's not up for discussion."

"But my Seasons Unit! Spring is about to turn into summer! I have trees to give fruit to and water to warm for swimming! You'll disappoint millions of Earthlanders!" Gray protested.

"As if someone else can't do that," Mira rolled her eyes. Then she said firmly, "What's the real reason, Gray?"

"I don't want to go on a mission with him!" Gray snapped, pointing angrily at the forlorn boy beside him.

Natsu looked at his feet as Gray continued on his rampage.

"He screws up everything he does!" Gray yelled, "And we're not messing with something that can be corrected…these are human lives we'd be toying with!"

"You sound like Laxus," Mira commented, filing her finger nails nonchalantly.

Makarov learned forward, grabbing Gray by his ear, "Come with me, you whiny brat!"

He dragged Gray out of the office by his ear.

Natsu continued to look at his feet.

"He doesn't mean it," Mira said softly, noting the broken look on Natsu's face.

"Yes he does," Natsu said, "I'm the Angel of Oops. I'm a screw up. Just like he said. There's no place for me here. I screw up everything I do."

"Natsu," Mira leaned forward, taking Natsu's hand in her own, "It's going to be okay. I have never met anyone as sweet and innocent as you are. You have so much to offer. You just need to learn boundaries and self-restraint. This mission will make you look at Lucy and Levy's hearts and see what they need. I'm willing to bet it's something only you can do."

Natsu lifted his gaze slightly, eyeing the pretty white-haired woman, "You really think so?"

She nodded, squeezing his hand, "I really think so."

Makarov returned, only letting go of Gray's ear once they were inside the office again.

"I'm looking forward to this mission," Gray stated in a monotone voice. The icy look in his eyes said otherwise, but Natsu tried not to let it bug him.

"Good," Makarov said, "Then check this out."

He tapped a button on the desk, a vision of an apartment popping up on the lacrima-vision, "This is apartment 2-B. Your apartment. Levy and Lucy have apartment 2-C. Your mission is to get to know them, gain their trust, then give them the confidence they need to find happiness. Got it?"

Natsu nodded. Beside him, Gray let out a less than enthusiastic, "Woo hoo."

"One more thing," he nodded and instantly Natsu and Gray were dressed in human clothes – jeans and a t-shirt. Gray wore a gray t-shirt with black jeans. Natsu's t-shirt was blue with blue jeans.

"I hate human clothes," Gray muttered, "They're so restricting."

Mira stifled a laugh. In Heaven, the men wore loin clothes and the ladies wore white dresses. Having been on Earthland missions a few times herself, she understood his disgust.

"Okay then," Makarov hit a button. A door opened, the apartment on the other side of it, "Good luck boys. I'll be sending a supervisor to check on you."

Gray went through the door without looking back.

"Natsu," Mira caught Natsu's arm, pulling him back slightly, "Don't be afraid to show your feelings. Don't let Gray run all over you."

Natsu nodded hesitantly, then stepped into the door, which disappeared from the office in a blaze of light.

"I really hope this won't end badly," Makarov commented, sighing heavily.

"I think it'll be okay," Mira said, patting his bald head, much to his annoyance, "Something tells me it'll be just fine."