She lifted her hand above her head; blocking the incoming sunlight from hitting her sensitive eyes. Pools of light shined on her lightly blue colored blanket that moved once she slurred. The bed shifted under her weight as she sat up. Soft noises escaped her mouth.

The windows were opened and outside the birds were chirping. The room smelled of flowers and strawberries. Clothes laid down on the nightstand with empty glass of water. The room was large and everything was in order; even her clothing in the dresser.

But this wasn't her room.

Natsa leaned out of her bed, and glanced over to the other side; it was emptied, but unmade. "Happy?" she questioned out loud in hopes of the small cat appearing.

Instead, the door opened to reveal Gray. "Hey Flamebreath, had a good sleep?" He turned slowly moved through the door with a tray of a variety of breakfast foods; some undercooked, and others burnt. His chest was bare as if he just wakens up and spent most of his morning in the kitchen.

"Figured you were still asleep, so I went ahead and…" he itch his head, "Well, it's not perfect like Mira's, but it's something." He stared at his try of cooking. He trotted over to her side of the bed and sat it on her lap with a kiss on her cheek, "You don't have to eat if you don't want it." He turned around, walking wards the door.

"Gray…?" she questioned slowly. She moved slowly to the side of the bed and gotten up. The pink haired had no clue what was happening, nor why Ice Queen was in her house; or was it his house?

She placed her hand on the boy's shoulder, who glanced back at her contact. Natsa froze in place.

This wasn't Gray anymore. The raven hair slowly turned lighting and his skin lighten. Furs spouted from a vest that covered his back. This was Sting.

"What are you talking about?" Sting uttered. He quickly turned around and crossed his arms. He stared at the pink haired. "Did you take some pills or something, Natsa-san?" His tone softens from before as he saw how lost Natsa looked.

Sting wrapped his arm over her shoulder and walked her back to the bed. She lowered herself to the comfortable bed. The blonde lowered himself so he was looking at her straight in the eye. "Do you need some water? Or something? I will go get some."

She didn't even have any time to reply, the boy already left the room. The girl just looked at the ground and thought. That was Sting, or was it Gray? Where was she? What was happening? All of these questions raced through her mind and she had the answer to none. She itch her head and slowly stood up to follow Sting to wherever in the house he was.

Instead of finding Sting, she found Gajeel looking into the fridge. His back was hunched forward as he grabbed numerous items from within the fridge; piling them up in his hands. The glass filled to the brim with water dripping on the surface sat next to the sink.

"Why are you here?" she blurted out. She stood in front of the stove and crossed her arms at the Iron Dragon Slayer.

Gajeel didn't even turn around around. He grabbed an apple and finally closed the fridge. Once he turned around, his mouth was stuffed and holding a huge pile of food. He shoved it all onto the table and finished the food he had already had in his mouth. "Want some, Pinky?" He held out a cold turkey.

The pink haired opened her mouth to resort to him calling her that nickname, but the aroma of the food compelled her. She grabbed the turkey from his hand and sat on the other side of the counter.

"Didn't want any of that," he pointed into the bedroom as if he was talking about the tray of food that Gray laid on her lap before.

"Why are you here, Gajeel? Where's Gray? Where's Sting?" she questioned. Her eyes narrowed as she took a huge bite out of the turkey leg.

He laughed and that's when the chaos striked. His hair turned different colors. From blonde, black to raven. All of them at once even. His face strutuce built up and down to resemble the others. All of them; Sting, Gray, and Gajeel. They were all staring at her. "Because we're living together, Natsa," whoever's face it was, or combined, smiled at her. A raging laugh came out, and she jumped back into the living room.

The male stepped out of the kitchen. The changes of his face slowed, and Gajeel was revealed. "Didn't I tell ya, I loved ya?" Gajeel grinned.

His face twisted into the next. "I never wanted to be friends with you," Gray stated, "But you... I ended up loving you."

Gray grunted back, and his roots turned blonde. Sting smiled and clapped his hands together. "Natsa-san, my life wouldn't be complete without you."

His face disappeared and others took place. Wrinkles, scars, beards. They were scattered on the male. Ranging from Master to Elfman. All of them stood above her with an erring feeling. Her guild mates, those from other guilds, and even old friends.

"Back up! I don't want to hurt you!" Natsa roared as she ended up backing into the living room's wall.

"I love you, Gray loves you, and Sting loves you. I love you. Just remember that, Pinky…Comrades?"

"Natsa-san...I've always had a crush on you..."

"This was the place where we fought. When we were younger… I had a nice time with you."

The room changed around them and a small scene played with each boy.

Sting stood next to her with big bright eyes; his side was touching her side. Behind him was Yukino who was slowly walking away with a gloomy face. Lector and Lucy was behind her; both of them cheering for their relationship. Yukino took one last look before vanishing into the distant. 

Each of them changed.

Gray suddenly stood there with his hand covering her own. He glanced down at her hand and looked away with a blush. Erza nodded, approving of the relationship, while Happy giggled as if he held this was going to happen all along. Juvia cried somewhere, yelling, "Gray-sama!"

Gajeel appeared. He had his arm wrapped around her shoulder. He had a smug look on his face, but blushed when Lisanna grinned at him. Pantherlilly shrugged but glanced over at the sad Levy. She was chewing her fingernails while Troy and Jet tried to calm her.

"I love you."

Each of them said in chorus.

...

Natsa jumped from her bed and slipped on a pile of dirty clothes. Happy came running in there once he heard the noise. "Natsa? What's wrong?" he hopped from one foot to the other.

She didn't answer him. She just grabbed her vest and ran out of the house. "I…I'm going to visit someone."

…

Gildarts opened the door. "Natsa? Do you know what time it is?!"

Natsa passed him and sat on his couch. The older man rolled his eyes and closed the door. He went into the kitchen and grabbed the two of them a cup of water. He handed it to Natsa before sitting in his seat across the room.

She stirred her cup but never took a drink. Just stared at the surface of the liquid. Gildart tapped his fingers on the chair's arms. He leaned forward and rested his chin on his hand. It was oddly strange the way Natsa was acting. He looked at her and finally broke the silence. "Mind telling me what happened?"

"Bo-"

She didn't even finish before Gildarts spitted out his water. He started choking up so he pounded on his chest till he could finally start breathing once again. "I can't believe it!" he chuckled, "Boys! A day I never thought I would witness!"

"Huh?" she questioned. She didn't know why he was getting all happy over this topic, not that she thought.

"Who's the lucky lad? I heard there's been some talk around the guild but never caught the name."

"There's three."

"You're getting around, my girl!" he laughed. "Now, who are they?"

"Gray, Gajeel and Sting."

Gildart thought for a moment. He knew Gray, and just recently met Gajeel; but he only heard about Sting when they were showing the Grand Magic Games. "Havin' trouble handling all three, I'm guessin?"

"Kinda... I had no clue what was going on, but when I was sick, Gajeel came and started muttering something about them loving me… I just don't know…" she moaned. She took a drink from her glass. "I'm so confused."

"Love's confusing. You got to remember names, nicknames, houses, phone numbers. Or else you would be calling the wrong woman Annie. And then it all goes down," he made a thumb down and took a drink of his water. It calmed down his incoming hangover from the drinking last night. "So to save the headache, just one at the time. Trust me, I have experience." He chuckled.

"So…which one?"

"I can't answer that! You got to chose."

"I can't." She couldn't see herself picking one guy over the other. Even though she was oblivous to love, she wasn't when it came to other people. She couldn't stand seeing Yukino, Juvia and Levy all gloomy because of her. And she couldn't pick one of her friends, the boys, over the other. She was stuck in the middle of the three groups while her friends divided between each boy.

"That will be a problem. Hm…what do you think of them? Of Gray?"

"Asshole."

"Sting?"

"Snob."

"Gajeel?"

"Bastard."

He moaned and took a big breath. "Let's try again. What is your relationship with them? Be fully honest. Gajeel?"

"…Comr…friend?" She started to said comrade, but from that chat yesterday, she switched words with friend. She didn't know why, but it sound better than just a comrade. "Who always grumps and nags."

"Sting?"

"That annoying little brother, but kinda sweet sometimes."

"And finally, Gray?"

"…Childhood friend…who needs his ass kick."

"This is interesting… Which one…do you trust your life with?"

Natsa lingered on this question. She fought side by side with all three of them. She saved all of their lives because they were her friends. She saved Gray from Lyon, and went on missions with him. She saved Gajeel from Laxus, and then returned the favor. She fought with Sting on that quest, and at the grand Magic Games.

All of them she trusted her life with, because they were all close to her.

"All."

"Other than these three boys, is there anyone else you like?"

"No…?"

"You are making this very hard, Natsa." He sighed through his nose and shook his glass.

He continued asking her questions and she would answer. With each question she was forming some type of decision; but it wasn't quite clear yet.

…

The three fought in the guildhall. Laxus wasn't around to separate the three, so they continued to fight. Once the news of Gajeel's date was out, it was time to pick. Whoever would score a third date with Natsa would win, or in other words, whoever one is picked by Natsa to date.

This was also when the guild learned of the bet. "I knew something was up," muttered Evergreen.

"You were just jealous of all of the attention she was getting~!" replied Mirajane. "And I think it's cute of them." She leaned on the counter and watched as the guild got destroy right in front of her eyes.

They tripped over each other and landed right on the door. The pink haired girl opened it and the three laid on the ground.

"Oh fuck…" she muttered.

They all looked up and grabbed at each other. Each trying to get to Natsa before the other, but she was able to dodge each one.

"Natsa. Pick."

"Uh…"

COME ON PEOPLE! COMMENT YOUR CHOICE! Man, y'know I, myself, can't even decide between the three hotties, so, which would you prefer to win?