Hello guys! StarryKeys here and here is my first collection of one-shots and also my first Lucy fanfiction of my favorite pairing namely; NALU...so yeah, hope you enjoy this collection of one-shots ^.^ R&R* * *
Notes: This one-shot isn't actually a one-shot itself, this one-shot is a song fiction and I hope that you guys dont't mind~ The statements that are blocked and at the same time italic are song lyrics of the song Speak Now by Taylor Swift.
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I am not the kind of girl, who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion.Really, Lucy Heartfilia thinks to herself, this is the least place she would want to be in.
But for some bizrre reason, she unfortunately is.
She sighed. The church is big and magnificent. Churches in Paris are definitely one of the best architectures of the world. She sjould know, because she's fond of stuffs like these –churches, buildings, houses- name it.
She is an architect; after all.
And she's one good architect at that. Being invited to Paris for some prestigious convention, courtesy of her long time bestfriend and employer, Levy McGarden.
The trip to Paris was fun and unexplainable. The blonde chuckled to herself as she remembered the first time she set foot on the streets of the city; saw Eiffel Tower with her own big, chocolate eyes; ate gelato. It was all fun and she was really grateful.
...That is, until she recived a call from Erza Scarlet; Lucy's long time friend from Fairy Tail University on the land of Japan.
"Lucy! How are you?" The scarlet haired-woman had asked, she recalled clearly. Her greeting was very cheerful and lively depsite her usual, monotone voice that lives the name of student council president she was. Lucy had greeted her with the same amount of enthusiasm, had asked about her condition and everyone else's, expecially Chris-kun ; the son of Juvia and Gray; who is becoming cuter and...has a habit of stripping. Quite like his father, the infamous...stripper, Gray Fullbuster.
And when Lucy finally needed to go for the convention, her tone had changed to something gloomy, something apologetic and a bit sad.
"Erza, I have to go," The blonde reminded her.
And she had said, "On the twenty-fifth, Natsu is going to get married to Lisanna, there in Paris."
The information caught her attention and she could feel her chest getting tighter.
"...I..." She managed to utter, "I'll be busy on the 25th."
Lucy Heartfilia had lied.
"...But just in case, I sent the invitation over there; we really hope you could come there, you know, as a support... But unfortunately we can't and since you're there, me and Lisanna's other friends here thought..." Erza paused to let out a shallow sigh. "I'm sorry."
Lucy had pushed the button to end the call right after they both exchanged goodbyes. She turned her heel to go back to the convention, assuring herslef that she would be defintely busy on the 25th.
She has to be busy on the 25th...
But you are not the kind of boy, who should be marryin' the wrong girl,Although it contains fun things, the convention is still a business, she knew that very well. Most of the time she is busy; going to different places every now and then, attending different workshops and activities the whole day and returning to her hotel room always at the late time of eleven o'clock in the evening.
She is so busy that she forgot that it was already the 23rd .
Like normal, she opened her hotel room with a swipe of a card. The lights automatically turned on. She, being Japanese, still kept a corner for shoes and slippers. Right after she had slipped to her fluffy-bunny ones, she noticed the piled up mails on the table. She has thought of reading some of them, but a golden envelope with nearly tied ribbon stood out.
She quickly understood that it is the invitation.
She read his name embossed in gold, and she quickly felt the familiar pacing of her heart, the patterned swirling of her stomach and the erupting tingling feeling all-over her body as if she has found something she had lost for so long.
But beside his name is hers, and her heart shattered; as if has never been whole.
That night, she cried, but promised, like what she said for the past two years, that it would be last.
This is surely not what you thought it would be,It was three in the afternoon and the last destination for today's convention is the Cathédrale Notre Dame de Paris. The tour is for studying the architectural works of the Catholic churches, because the structures were not only simple place built for worship, they were expressions, intricate details, history culture built in one. They are works of art, a masterpiece to be specific.
Together with her colleagues, Lucy entered the catherdral with awe. It was truly magnificent. She diligently took notes and some sketches on her pocketbook; to be kept for future references. When they were given time for a break, she took it for a moment to explore the church more, scribbling notes here and there and examining the walls and stained-glass paints closely.
She sat down on one of the pews, admiring the intricacy of the altar. Now she noticed a team of designers adding their final touches on the flowers and clothesdecoration all over the church. There is also the red carpet being set up on the aisle. She felt a little excited and hoped to be able to witness the occasion. It was her first time seeing a Western wedding after all.
I lose myself in a daydream,Suddenly, she begins to see images of familiar people. Someone came in looking very much like Mirajane Strauss. She had her white hair tied up in a bun, and fitted perfectly on her white, revealing gown. It also had long slit that allows full access to her long, slender legs. The Mirajane Strauss look alike facilitating the quality control, truly something the real Mira would do, especially it was for Lisanna and Natsu's relationship. She could be a stage sister sometimes.
The thought of Natsu scared her. Particularly if the next hallucination she is seeing now is his look alike. The man is everything like Natsu only that his hair is tamer than before. That would be enough to prove her wrong.
Where I stand and say:The song started playing. Everyone else; who looked like everyon else she knew sat on their places, while the pseudo-Natsu stood beside the altar looking expectantly at the door. Lucy felt something forces luring her to fix her sight at the groom. Looking at someone has never been so painful, she wondered, as her chest started to crumble, and it was becoming hard to breathe; her vission is started to blur as it is being fogged with her fresh tears.
Still she stares at him, after she realize that he had the same onyx eyes that looked at her everyday during the happiest two years of her life.
She wants to cry, but reprimanded for she promised that night was her last.
"Don't say yes, run away now, I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door.Lucy held back, but oh, how much she wanted to run to him and tell him she's there.
Don't wait or say a single vow,...tell him to stop the wedding,
You need to hear me out."...tell him she do love him.And they said, "Speak Now,"Was she too late?
She floats down the aisle like a pageant queen,
The door suddenly opens and she enters; the Japanese maiden whose his father favored more than her relationship with Natsu; she is graceful, beautiful, sophisticated, and powerful. While Lucy on the other hand is loud, simple faced, and adventurous.
She also admires her because she was the idea girl any girl would want to be and any boy would want to marry. So it hurt her like hell when she remembered the time he stopped calling, talking...existing to be with her.
But you wish it was me,His father, Igneel engaged them right after he left to train to manage their business at United Kingdom. She just heard it through the news. Not directly from him. No, nothing came from him. That was the time she accepted she and Natsu were over. He wouldn't return.
Looking at him, waiting for her to reach the altar with that blank reaction, she wonders whether, even once, just for a millisecond, he regretted leaving her behind?
Would he be grinning like he always does if Lisanna was her?
You wish it was me, don't you?She hopes so.
Do't say yes, run away now.
The ceremony pushed through and she wonders why her colleagues haven't returned yet. They weren't calling either.
Most of all, she wondered why she is still sitting on that pew, watching Natsu being married to another woman.
Why is she saying?
I'll meet you when you're out, of the church at the back door.She was already asked and she already said "I do."
Now it was his turn.
Don't wait or say a single vow.Her eyes found him once again. Now, she look at him intently, with a secret prayer that he will not answer.
Don't. It was the only word se wants to say.
Your time is running out.Please, don't. I heard the preacher say, "Speak Now or forever hold your peace,"
Can she hold on until forever?
There's the silence; there's my last chance, I stood up with shaking hands,
But uncertainties don't matter anymore now, does it?
All eyes on me, horrified looks from everyone in the room.A sea of eyes turned to her, some wondered who she is, some recognized, some angered her by her sudden presence.
She has no one beside her.
No one except-
But I'm only lookin' at you.For the first time, he noticed her.
I am not the kind of girl,
who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion,
But you are not the kind of boy,
Who should be marryin' the wrong girl,She should had just left with the crew, now she is all alone and caused a commotion.
Really, she thinks to herself; this is the least place she would want to be in.
But for some bizzare reason, she unfortunately is.
Now all she can think of is to run away like she always does. So she ran outside, breathing heavily and stomping in complete disbelief to her impromptu act. She began striding ahead without looking back. Right foot, left foot; slowly and becoming faster. Her eyes were fixed on the road, not bothering to look up.
And then, their is a pair of shoes blocking her way.
She looked up...
And you say: - - -
"Let's run away now,
I'll meet you when I'm out of my tux at the back door,
Baby, I didn't say my vows,
So glad you were around when they said, "Speak Now."