. Falling Hard .
The realization smacked her in the face like a ton of bricks, and there was nothing she could do to stop her heart from pounding away when it did. As if hearing the change of what was usually a constant rhythm, sharply curious eyes glanced her way, and she forced herself to wave off his concern. He studied her face for a moment, and then reluctantly turned back to what he'd been doing: shoving his face full of food. He was completely unaware of the simple fact she'd come to realize.
Completely unaware of the fact that she'd come to realize she'd fallen in love with him.
Maybe it was your laugh,
She puzzled over this new discovery, trying to figure out how it had happened without him noticing. They were partners. Not love interests. Yet here she was, her heart fluttering wildly in her chest over the laugh he gave when he asked her if he could have what was left of her lunch and she shot him a glare for asking.
Or your eyes,
Those onyx eyes sparkled happily when she finally shoved the meal his way and he wasted no time in lighting it on fire with the matches Mira had given him. He slurped them up loudly, not caring when the ice-make mage across from him shot him a look of disgust.
Or your smile.
She watched silently, lost in thought as he hurried to finish eating. When he caught sight of her watching, a huge grin spread across his face, and he teased her for staring. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment before puffing up in annoyance.
It could've been your hair,
She rolled her eyes at her own stupidity. As if she could have fallen in love with a pink-haired idiot like the one beside her! But...she had. And it was her own fault. She doubted the idea of seeing her in such a way had even crossed his mind.
Or your voice,
He bellowed out a challenge to Gray when the dark-haired man uttered a taunt he didn't appreciate. She made a face at his loud tone, which rang loudly in her ears. He shouted an insult back at him, flames flaring to life along his arms and even around his head, a stream of it leaving his mouth with every word he snarled.
Or your personality.
Gray smirked, returning his words eagerly, and quite suddenly, she found herself on her back, the breath driven out of her chest after one quiet yelp. He'd knocked the bench they sat on over, completely forgetting she was there with him in his temper. His head immediately snapped around and he stared at her for a brief moment, as if bewildered to what had happened.
Whatever it was,
She stared up at him in surprise, and then frowned. He looked anxious as he grabbed her hand, helping her to her feet, demanding to know if she was okay. She brushed herself off, then winced, touching her lip. She'd bitten it in her fall, and she blinked at the blood that came away.
It made me fall
He swore loudly, ignoring the glares sent his way by Bisca and Alzack, his eyes wide with panic as he hurried to mumble apologies, grabbing her chin so he could look closer at the wound. Out of all the guys I could have fallen in love with, it had to be this idiot, she thought as he cradled her face between his hands and swiped the blood away with his thumb, searching her gaze nervously. "Luce?" he asked when she didn't say anything.
Pretty damn hard.
Caution went out the window, and Lucy grabbed the collar that stuck up above his scarf, hauling him close so that she could slam her lips against his. Silence, and then cheers filled the air - particularly from the happily screeching silver-haired woman behind the bar. He froze, tensing up for a brief moment before he suddenly returned her kiss at full strength, his hands now trapping her so that she couldn't pull away. When they finally parted, both panting heavily for breath, he gave her the widest grin he could, and she flushed, her cheeks tinting a brilliant red.
"Love ya, too, Luce."
So...saw this little poem thing on the lovely thing called Facebook and automatically went "Nalu" so here's this (in other words, disclaimers). The editor wants me to make a second part for Natsu...anyone in agreement with her?