I know, I know, starting another story when I have 2 incomplete ones ('Jumbled Feelings' is inspiration-based fic ^^") seems like a bad idea. But I just couldn't take this plot out of my head, I don't know if this idea had been used or not. Sorry if it had. So here it is...the main pairing will be GraLu and the rest are still undecided, so you're welcome to suggest the other pairings.
Enough rambling, let's get to the story~
Disclaimer : Hiro Mashima forever owns Fairy Tail.
Needless to say, her apartment was pure havoc. And that, if the horrid of a place still could be called as an apartment.
Her favourite white sofa had fallen to its back, its wooden bottom facing front almost proudly. Heaps of snacks, either in colourful packs, ripped off cartons, cans, or even the bits themselves spluttered along the compartment she once had called as her room. Her fluffy bed was a messy slot. Its pink cover lay indignantly on the floor, where a bunch of plushies was sitting along with tens of crumpled and scratched papers that had been scattered along the way from her disarrayed brown desk, on which a stack of opened books were (fortunately, she had deposited her manuscripts in her 'safe'). And her closet, to put it simply, was a giant mess.
It was a war zone, and she meant it half-literally.
Lucy ran a hand through her hair, almost pulling the strands of it in frustration, as her half-lidded orbs scanned through the room in perplexion.
She was drained. Both mentally and physically. It was like those times when she had wanted to snuggle in her warm bed, and hid under its thick cover's protection after a long exhausting mission.
And yes, this chaos was worth a long exhausting mission. Ironic, because she had only been dealing with it for the last 3 hours.
Sure, apartment chaos was not something new to the blond mage, courtesy of the constant property invasion done by a certain rosy haired dragon slayer, a boy in boxers, the so-called Titania, and a winged blue kitty.
But this time, they were not behind all of that at all, which was very relieving, surprising, but at the same time slightly horrifying. Why horrifying? Because deep inside, she knew she preferred them breaking through her apartment, disposing every trace of food in her fridge into their stomachs, or even letting them rummage through her undies...
Two little heads (the lil' culprits she supposed) popped out from behind the so-called 'fort' known as the said sofa with untidy, misspelled 'Yuu's Teritorie' written on a crumply piece of paper pasted on the sofa's front.
"Super Rocky Attack!" One of the 'fort' occupants yelled the cliché and considerably-lame shout out with a nearly deafening voice as a pillow shot straight right on Lucy's face with a loud thump. And boy, it really did feel roughy rocky painful.
"How was it, Captain Plue?" Her attacker snickered, nudging the shivering spirit beside him. Either shivering out of habit, or that he was cold (out of the question because he looked like a snowman of some sort), or that he feared the boy, Lucy couldn't tell.
"Pppuun ppuun," Plue, who was clad in a too-large cone-shaped paper hat answered. His beady eyes stared at his master sympathetically.
But the boy seemed to define it differently as he prepared on another pillow, "Aye! Another shot will do!"
"Onii-chan," a shy voice piped in between the boy's too-loud yell and Lucy's increasing throbbing head, "Lucy nee-chan is hurting."
A scoff in response of the 'heart-touching' comment was then heard, "Nah, she's a strong monster, Miyu. She will be okay...at least till I defeat her."
Lucy gripped the 'rocky' pillow harder, still refusing to remove its position from her current possibly-swollen face, as she tried to ease the pain. The nerve of him, calling her monster at will. She hadn't even consent on playing this stupid game. Well at least, there was a little angel right there...
"O-okay...," the girl, Miyu apparently, answered timidly much to Lucy's dismay. To think that she was going to stand up for her too...
"Oi, Lucy!" The black haired-boy called out, purposely dropping any polite honorific, "Be more scary, will you?"
Lucy took a deep breath, before dropping her 'shield', "How?" She asked, keeping her voice low and understanding in contrast to her inner fury, "Rawr?"
"Monster Lushi is coming, Captain," He then saluted as Plue uttered his usual language, "Alright, preparing the next shot..."
The female mage shuddered and lift the pillow higher, in attempt to protect herself from another rocky attacks.
How did she come to this you may ask? Let's go back a little to that morning's eventful event.
Lucy sighed in contentment, flipping the next page of her new mystery novel with a cup of tea in her other hand.
It was a fact that the blond mage was enjoying herself. No interruption. No intruders. No accidental stripping. No rowdy fights. No noisy cat. Just her, and her apartment to herself. And it was simply satisfying.
The blonde leaned lower to her comfy sofa, blowing her hot morning beverage. Finally, some peace and quiet, she thought, or rather squeal inwardly in joy, might as well go the guild later...or not. That rare peace may as well be taken advantage of. Maybe she could have her book's next chapter written out that day.
It was ten in the morning and Lucy had got out of her warm shower about an hour ago before settling down with her beloved novel on her lap. She had just paid her rent the previous day which meant that day was a no-mission day, or at least she decided so.
But it wasn't long till the knocks on her door snapped her out of her own little world. Lucy groaned in displeasure, placing the cup on the table, slipped a blue bookmark between the pages she just read, and walked to the door.
"This better be important," she muttered rather grumpily, a bit annoyed by anyone who had interrupted her reading.
She pulled the door knob, expecting to see an annoying persuasive salesman, or a kind postman because her nakamas were out of the question (they never used the damned door -Erza did, but she never knocked).
But no, what she least expected was a sudden bone-cracking hug of a middle-aged woman with two kids staring at them (one with eyes rolled).
"Lucy, you have grown!" The woman said, releasing the hug after a few minutes of Lucy's frozen state.
Lucy blinked, then eyed her visitors from head to toe. She started from the still-silent kids. The taller one was a boy with messy black hair like Gray, though it was less spiky and was about seven years old. He was wearing a blue sleeveless hoodie with black t-shirt underneath, a knee-length jeans, and dark blue sneakers. His nearly-cold blue eyes narrowed at the sight of Lucy 'checking out' on him, but then looked the other way.
How rude, Lucy thought to herself as she shifted her eyes to the other shorter child who was about two or three years younger, this time a girl. She had the lighter shade of blond Lucy had , but had the exact caramel orbs she possessed. She was clad in a white heart-printed t-shirt, pink tartan skirt, and a pair of white and black stripped leggings, accompanied with hot-pink sneakers. Her short hair was tied into two low pigtails, secured by a pair of pink hairclips, which showed her adorable heart-shaped face. She fidgeted when Lucy's glance fell on her and gripped onto the taller boy's arm.
After cooing at the sight of the two cute kids (the rude one was no exception), her eyes began to trail to the older woman who had hugged her earlier (impolite she knew, because she should have looked at her first). The woman had the exact shade of Lucy's hair which was formed into a neat high bun. She was beautiful with recognizable cheeks line and light make-up. Her body was petite but slim, and was clad with red formal shirt, black pants, and shiny red heels. Her eyes were aquamarine-blue that resembled the boy's yet slightly different. They held the same superiority, but in contrast to the boy's cold ones, hers was warmth and welcoming. There was something familiar to Lucy about those eyes and that warm smile...
"Done staring yet, woman?" Suddenly the boy cut in, glaring slightly at the surprised teen.
"Yuu!" The lady scolded him, as her delicate feature tensed slightly, "Mind your manner!"
"Gomen, kaa-san," the boy, known as Yuu muttered hesitantly, folding his arms.
Lucy sighed inwardly. Did he by any chance have a grudge against her? And it was their first meeting too. But...Yuu? Lucy pondered. Something about that name sounded familiar, even in the back of her mind.
"Don't tell me you're Aunt Clarisse?" Lucy gapped a little in disbelief as she connected every possible analytic dots and a certain memory that just clicked in her head.
The woman laughed. It was hearty, but graceful in a way. It was one of the laughs she had been longing to hear since long ago, "Indeed."
Lucy's face broke into a big genuine smile. After all, her favourite auntie whom she hadn't seen for 2 years, 9 years if she included the Fairy Sphere fiasco, was right in front of her. She was her mother's little sister who had always visited her every weekend when Lucy had been stuck at the Heartfilia's mansion. Clarisse, who was only 21 the last time she had saw her was like her big sister and best friend, always buying her books she favoured as she was a big bookworm herself. But then, she went to another country to start on a business despite on the stupid rich people's taboo that ladies should not work. But she did anyway, and her food company was indeed one of the most influential in the international.
"Come on in, Auntie," Lucy beamed. She really did miss her beloved relative to the point that she wanted to squeeze-hug her or to talk about pieces of literature just like old times, that she forgot it was a bit strange that her aunt suddenly popped out in front of her house from the faraway country where she lived in.
"Sorry dear," the blonde woman said with apologetic, yet at the same time disappointed tone, "I really want to, but I have to leave soon," she added while looking at her gold wrist watch, "Can I ask you a big favour?"
For a second, Lucy was too disappointed, but then quickly recovered to the new feeling of curiousness at her last request, "Anything."
"Can you look after them for a month or two?" Aunt Clarisse pointed at the two little ones beside her, who Lucy just noticed were carrying two backpacks (magical packs she assumed, which could carry things at a certain huge capacity without having to feel its real weight).
"Uh..may I ask on what occasion?"
"I have to sort some business out around Fiore. I'll be too busy to take care of them," her aunt explained. Noting the franticness in her expression, those business must be really important, "Do you mind?"
Lucy smiled knowingly at her distress. Maybe spending her time with the cute little kids, her cute cousins whom she never met, wouldn't be that bad at all (oh how wrong she was), and her aunt looked quite troubled too, "Just leave them to me, auntie."
"You really are a sweetie, Lucy, as expected of my favourite niece," the older blond seemed almost relieved as she released a light huff, "Introduce yourselves to your cousin, kids."
"Yuusuke," Yuu began, still avoiding her eyes, "Yuu in short."
"N-nice to meet you onee-chan, I'm Miyuki, b-but you can call me Miyu," the sweet girl gave her a cute warm smile, though she still grabbed on his brother's arm warily.
"I'm Lucy," Lucy smiled at them, ignoring Yuu's constant impolite gestures.
"Oh goodness, I'm late!" The woman squealed in an un-lady like manner, which almost made Lucy laugh, "Sorry Lucy, I must go, I'll get to you later. And I've got something for you," she said, handing a huge yellow paper bag with a swirly lollipop printed in the centre, her company's brand.
"Thank you auntie, be careful," the teen said while lifting the somehow-heavy paper-bag consisting of snacks in various forms and sizes.
"And Lucy," Clarisse added, her blue eyes softened as she enveloped Lucy with another warm hug, "I've missed you."
Lucy closed her eyes momentarily, her aunt's soft lilac scent overwhelming her as she hugged her back, "Same here."
"I'm sorry about your loss," she whispered, low enough for only her niece to hear.
"...I know," Lucy managed a smile, completely understood that her aunt was referring to her deceased father.
"Well then, bye!" Aunt Clarisse said cheerfully once she pulled away and waved, "Yuu, Miyu be good. Yuu, take care of your sister!"
"Bye!" The three of them replied at the retreating form of the woman. Lucy laughed inwardly, her aunt was the same as ever. She still had that tendency of being late, despite time and place.
"So, what are we gonna do?" Lucy smiled at the two kids as door flapped close behind her, unaware of the chaos that'd root from that single query.
Who would expect that a rude, somewhat cool-mannered boy like him would go totally OOC on some monster games? But then again, she never really understand boys and their fetishes of rivalries and fights (talking about certain someone).
Three more plumps made its way to Lucy's hip, thigh, and unfortunately a lucky hit managed to access right on her face yet again, as if one was not enough to snap her back to her half-doomed reality. The pillows were soft, but what really mattered was the force Yuu had thrown which was turning even more monstrous than before. She had practically hopped from side to side when the fifth had almost smacked her side. A startled squeak escaped her lips when it turned to six, then seven, and so on till the point that she wondered, just how many freaking pillows did she had stocked in the apartment?
She should really decline his request on playing the stupid 'monster Lushi' game and take them to the guild instead...
Lucy pressed her palm against her face. Why did she not think about it sooner? Kids love attraction. Maybe some simple magic tricks was all they need, and the guild was more to their lively capacity anyway.
"Lucy nee-chan, may I try this on?" Miyu called out. She, for some reason had walked in Lucy's closet with her dear brother leaving 'Captain Plue' on his own (who Lucy had told to go back, because he had enough witnessing a teenage physical 'pillow fight' abuse), raising one of Lucy's pink tank top which due to her height, fall right above her knee like a dress.
"Sure, Miyu-chan," Lucy smiled at her cuteness, but her eyes narrowed at her other cousin's antics, "Yuu, quit staring at my...my lingerie!"
"Loud brat," he raised his head from the particular drawer in a mocking gesture, then snorted at Lucy's choice of undergarments, "Frilly fetish."
Veins popped on Lucy's forehead as she pointed her finger accusingly. She really had enough of playing the role of a patient and understanding older cousin, "Speak for yourself, you perverted brat!"
Her outburst however, was replied by one more 'rocky attack' right on her face.
"Gotcha," Yuu smirked proudly.
Lucy rapidly snatched the pillow before it hit the floor, eyes squinting in annoyance, "You're so going to get it."
With that said, Lucy tossed the pillow she had been holding towards the somewhat haughty boy, for a second forgetting that she was throwing to a kid. Yuu's eyes widened as he dodged. The attack had caught him off guard for a second, but he was lucky enough to leap to the side due to his fast reflexes, causing the pillow to shoot in fast motion towards the opened windows instead.
"Lu-Oomph!" And that was the sound before a pink blur on her window sill disappeared, or in other word, fell along with the said pillow to the street below.
"Lucy," the stunned Yuu pointed to the window, "There's a pink gay burglar."
"One hit K.O!" Happy suddenly flew up, gasping in horror, despite the fact of the need to help his friend up, "Lucy's getting scary~"
"A talking angel cat!" Miyu squealed in amazement with eyes shining, clearly forgetting the attire she had wanted to try.
A slight clank of what might be a set of steel armour was heard a few seconds later. There stood Erza, all in her almighty glory, eyeing the place suspiciously with arms crossed, "My, my, what a mess."
"A knight lady! Cool!" Miyu cheered, staring at her with eyes of wonder (Lucy could even see an imaginary sparkling aura behind Erza), but then blushed profusely after Erza caught her eyes.
"What's going on, Lucy?" A husky voice said just behind her, which made her jump in surprise.
"Pfft, and a naked man?" Yuu broke from his trance and managed a slight smirk, "Don't tell me they're your friends."
Gray, who was of course only clad in his boxers, looked at him with a questioning, offended look, "Excuse us?" But was ignored by the latter much to his annoyance.
"Luuuucy, what was that for?" Natsu hopped back through the windows, a huge lump visible on his head. Upon noticing the room wreck he yelled rather maniacally, "Oh! A pillow fight, let me join!"
Lucy on the other hand, stood frozen, a weird sense of relief washed over her, instead of wondering where the hell her friends had come from.
"Your flag looks nice," Happy commented, wiggling his brows on a tall stick with something that resembled a pink undies attached on it...wait, it was her underwear!
"Thanks," Yuu answered simply, while in the background Natsu had began piling up the hardest of pillows he could find. Miyu had followed Erza's eager sight-seeing at Lucy's closet, while Gray was glaring slightly at the little boy.
Lucy massaged her temples, calming herself down from the heavy blush that had tainted her face, and sighed.
To think that her saviours (though unlikely) had come to save her from that havoc too...
It seemed that her chaos had doubled up instead.
First chap donee :D
Should I continue? Please let me know by reviews.
Oh and this fic may or may not have slower updates because 'Hollow' is still my top priority and I'm planning to edit and update 'Found' soon too, but I'm not sure when because school is definitely starting next week -_-
But then again, it will be based on the reviews. More reviews = inspiration booster = faster updates :D
*For 'Hollow" readers : I guess, there'll be no update this week. Expect it to come out next week, kay? sorry :( *
~snowdrop03