A/N: Sorry for not updating for two weeks, I would like to say something important happened to me and I wasn't able to update, but honestly not that interesting. Just been stuck with homework. Any ways just want to say thanks for your comments, favorites, and follows. Really motivate me to continue the story and update ASAP. Lastly, we made it to the 5th Chapter. :)

After a long day of practicing with the band, Natsu was tired. The poem Lucy wrote, which he named "Alone" was a hit amongst his band mates, but the problem was trying to get the others to add in their parts without screwing up his composition. Things then took a toll for the worst when resident playboy Loke couldn't find a way to smoothly transition from one note to the other.

"That sounds too force,"Natsu looks at his sheet music. "Try something else, like going down a scale."

"This isn't working," Loke hits the key creating an awful sound. "Let's take a five."

"We just started," Natsu turns towards his band mate."Start from the top."

"The beginning isn't the problem Natsu," He groans. "It's the chorus there's something missing; besides we've been at this for three hours now."

"He has a point Natsu," Erza adds. "A true wari— musician knows when to take a break. After all you don't want to over exert yourselves. Everyone take a five."

"Nah," He says."All of you pansies could take a break, I'm going to continue practicing." I'm going to be the best.

Sitting on his bed, aka the foldable queen sized futon in the living room, which also serves as his bedroom, he takes off his shirt and pants, tossing it to the side of his bed. Something, hits the floor hard. Lying down he guides his hand towards the sound. His hand then hit's something solid but yet soft…like leather. He brings up the foreign object to his face, his wallet. He opens his wallet and a smile forms on his face. He takes something out of the slots, a picture of him and his family all sitting at the local park after their high school graduation. Zeref with his arm around Mavis's waist, the twin boys in each of their mother's arms. Next to her is Natsu dressed in his cap and gown, beside him is his cousin Gajeel with his hair pulled back into a ponytail also dressed in a similar cap and gown, and finally in between the two, Wendy. He turns the picture around.

Natsu's list of things that I am going to do when F5 becomes rich and famous

1. Find Igneel and Grandeeney

2. Perform and stay at Akane Resort

3. Win an Award at GMG (Grand Music Gala awards show) held in Crocus

4. Buy a mansion (so that Mavis and the twins, all of us live together)

5. Pay for Wendy to go to college

6. Pay for Wendy's medical school

7. Take Mavis to visit family on Tenrou

8. Pay Laxus and Gajeel to do a Happy impression

He practiced, wished, bled, and lived through the turmoil he and his family have gone through in order to see those things become a reality. Just thinking about the slight chance of his wishes coming true gave him hope. If he practices he gets better, better means recognition, recognition means money, money equals everything on the list becoming a reality.

"I'm going to…." He falls asleep.

It was five in the morning when Natsu's alarm blared for sixth time that day. He's suppose to go to work in ten minutes, but his body is not responding, and quite frankly neither was he. As a baker, he had to be up bright and early in order to bake the treats. Mind you, these aren't regular treats, Natsu works as a pet treats baker. And to his dismay none of his cats like normal cat food or treats. He didn't understand why he had to wake up so early when he wasn't a "normal," baker but Magnolia's "Pet Perks" needed him and he needed money.

"Salamander." Someone pounds on the door, Gajeel to be exact, because he works at Pet Perks as a baker alongside Natsu. "Get up."

"Shuddup." He slurs.

"I ain't gonna repeat myself," He continues pounding the door. "Fine take a cut from your pay, I'm leaving without ya."

Something climbs on his chest, he feels something soft on his face. Natsu opens an eye; Happy is pawing at his face. The blue furred feline tilts its head to the side. Natsu groans as he sits up.

"I'm getting up," He tells his cat. "I know I have to get go get your fish."

Happy purrs.

"Yes it will be fresh, not the frozen stuff."

Happy paws at his wrist.

Natsu groans, "It was only one time that I fed you actual cat food. I know how much you and Carla hate it, so I won't ever buy it again, promise." That day he had been short on cash and naturally he bought catnip for the cats. The result was not pretty; Happy pushed his bowl aside while Carla scratched his arm for even putting the cursed thing in front of her.

Happy smiles.

"Yeah I'll make sure to get one for her too." Mentioning the other cat, Happy jumped off the bed and ran off into Wendy's room.

Lucy dropped her head on to her desk, the pen in her hand had rolled off the tips of her fingers and on to the floor with a soft thud, currently she was suffering from something heinous…writer's block. Three days since she's written anything, three days since she hasn't seen her favorite characters the runaway princess and the dragon, three days since the creative side of her brain decided to take the weekend off.

"I hate this Plue," She says to her English Crème Golden Retriever. "I think this is the longest that I've gone without writing in years. I really need to do something about this," Plue runs off towards the direction of her room, he comes back with his red leash between his teeth. "That's a good idea." She pets him. "A walk will surely clear my head." Pulling her hair up into a high ponytail and dressed in a loose fitting pink t-shirt and yoga pants she deemed herself ready to go out for a nice stroll around Magnolia. Grabbing her keys, wallet, and her go to notebook, she goes out.

"Cuz I don't know where to go, so please don't leave me all alone," She sings under her breath. "I just need someone by my side, to go along with me on this ride." Alone. Unlocking the screen on her phone, she goes to her messages. Here we go. She presses play.

"This is a demo of a new song called, Alone." Natsu says. "Lyrics written by Lucy…crap I didn't get her last name…huh, anyways, music composition by Natsu Dragneel," She stifles a small laugh. The soft strums of the guitar string make her feel warm, like if being covered by soft and warm blankets on a cold winter's night. "You can't spell alone without a "one," feel the emptiness inside a room. So many people walking by, but there's no one on your side…"

"Cuz I don't where to go, so please don't leave me all alone," She sings along. "I just need someone by my side, to go along with me on this ride." I'm not a lyricist. I only write poetry to blow off steam. I do know how to play the piano. After all father did constantly remind me that aside from my studies and looks, my other strength was the piano. This could be fun. "But I'm not a lyricist."

Plue tilts his head to the side.

"I'm talking to myself again Plue sorry," She pets him. "Let's continue."

Natsu checks his watch, almost time. Any second Wendy would walk through the door and like a good cousin; he prepared a meal… well he more like bought it from her favorite restaurant 8 Island, but it's the thought that counts. Taking out the napkins from the paper bag and folding them into triangles, he put the final touches to the meal.

"…thank you for the ride Sherry," He could hear her voice from outside. "Bye Chelia." He hears keys jingling; the door knob begins to turn. Natsu dashes towards the sofa and sits coolly as he waits for his cousin to make her way in.

"Wendy!" The girl barely makes it past the doorframe, when he picks her up in a semi-bone crushing hug. So much for acting cool.

"Natsu," She squeaks. Mind you a semi-bone crushing hug from the pink haired man is a full on bone crushing hug for the twelve year old and her small frame. "Nice to see you too...but you're crushing me."

"Sorry," He releases on his hold. "It's nice to have back home," He ruffles her hair. "How was science camp?"

"It was great, we made volcanoes, set off rockets, and I brought home a potato clock," She smiles. "But the best part was health; we learned to do first aid and how to use an AED, so now I'm certified for the next two years." Something that comes in handy when Natsu begins to choke on his food after stuffing his face and not chewing.

"Good," He grins. "Well I got us some food."

"Okay let me just put my stuff in my room and say hi to Carla."

Inspiration, creativity the fuel behind her writing as her pencil skates along the paper. Foot tapping with music in her ears. "…I believe in fairy tales, the only thing I know. About romance, a castle, a prince, a love that'll never go." She drops her pencil. Heart beating in her ears along with the music. She turns the pages to the beginning of her poem. Her eyes follow every line, every emotion behind each word placed on the page. "Could you sing to this?" Sing? She slides her notebook away from her. "That's not my intention. I am writer not a lyricist." But this could be fun. As nice as it sounds I'm not a lyricist. However, I do write poetry and aren't lyrics essentially poems?

"Nevertheless you do write poetry, do you not?" She remembers Erza's words.

She nods, "I do, but only as a pass time, more like something I use to clear my head."

"It's just to clear my head." She repeats. "I write stories." Yet I can't seem to write my story because of this writers block. Which ultimately lead her to writing a poem in the first place. They do say that in order to get rid of said writer's block you should write anything that comes to mind in order to clear your head. She opens her notebook, flipping through the pages, her fingers stop running till she finds what she's been looking for.

The drummer hits the crash cymbal; the base player strums his final note along with keyboardist. "Cuz I'm all alone." Natsu croons to Gray's last strum of the guitar. Sweat runs down the front man's forehead to his chin, hand still clenched around the mic, he lets out a deep breath.

Erza claps, "Good work everyone."

Mira adjusts the lights back to normal in the room, "You all sounded amazing." She smiles.

Gray ruffles Natsu hair, while Loke pats him on the back, "That was really good man."

"You guys did really great," Wendy adds. Happy meows from her lap. "Happy agrees."

"You're previous work was good," Lisanna gives them a thumbs up. "But the music and the lyrics were great. I really like the song and I bet everyone will to when you guys perform." She says.

"Well it's all thanks to Lucy." He grins.

"Lucy?" She asks.

"She's the one that wrote the song." Gray says as he takes off his shirt.

"She's a good lyricist." Erza adds.

"It's actually a poem that I turned into lyrics," Natsu grins. "I just changed like a word or two to make it flow, you know make it fit with the music. I mean you can't really rhyme much with the word "me," so I replaced it with labyrinth, now that's easier to rhyme with."

Gray face palms. "Idiot."

"She." Erza suggests.

"He." Lisanna adds.

"Bikini." Loke smirks.

"Lazy." Gajeel chuckles.

"Colonoscopy." Mira smiles. They all turn to the silver haired beauty. "I'm taking Laxus's grandfather to his colonoscopy appointment tomorrow." They all cringe.

"Anyways." Loke smiles. " Lucy's a blonde with a great body. Bust 91cm; waist 59cm; and hip 88cm."

"Why am I not surprised you know that Loke." Lisanna rolls her eyes.

Ignoring her comment the bespectacled man continues, "Curves. She's got it all and I would like to get my hands on—."

A dark aura appears behind him.

He quickly clears his throat, "Get my hands on her personality. She has a great personality." He says.

"Nice save." Gajeel chuckles.

"Anyways, where is the lyricist?" Mira asks. "Usually when you do a test screening with us your lyricist should always be present."

"It's a work in progress." Erza smiles.

Lucy had barely lied down on her bed when her phone vibrated. A message…from Erza? She opens the message titled, "Final Cut." Curious she presses play.

Natsu sang and played softly as Wendy soundlessly slept on the bed next to him. "…you're my fire, fire, fire, my one desire, desire, desire." His phone vibrates. Message at 11:34pm. Lucy.

He opens the message and instantly grins, "Well I'm all fired up now."