I Object
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  • Reads 27,973
  • Votes 551
  • Parts 11
  • Time 53m
Complete, First published Mar 09, 2015
Lisanna was back.

And that alone ruined it. It ruined Lucy's chance to be with Natsu. Now they're dating and she feels so alone. More alone than her time in the Heartfilia Konzern. What made matters worst was that she received a letter from her father, which she hasn't spoken since she ran away. He said a Lord named Takeshi Nakamura wanted to claim the Heartfilia Company her father owned. He obviously didn't want to give up all his hard work so they made a compromise that Lucy will marry him and work together as leaders in the company.

Although Jude knows that she loves a certain Salamander, if she refuses this offer, Takeshi will kill anyone who stands in his way; Lucy, her father, and Fairy Tail. Lucy must make a sacrifice for her fellow nakama to be happy, even if she won't be.

Will Natsu and their fellow Fairy Tail wizards realize fast enough to save Lucy?

*I don't own Fairy Tail!*

*Originally written by a Fanfiction.net author named "tiffywiffyfluffykitty" with my edits!*
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