Hi everyone, glad you stopped by to take the time to read. This is my first FanFic and I'm excited I hope you like it more than I liked typing it. Took me all night to do this one so I hope I portrayed the characters of Fairy Tail in a good way. Go easy on me .
pureloving
p.s.
I don't own Fairy Tail.
Her creamy nude 4 inch heels thumped quickly as she ran for the elevators, barely clearing the closing doors. Roughly resting her back against the mahogany and gold trimmed walls she grazed the button to the lobby. Lucy straightened her papers in her lap as she used the time to catch her breath, working in 8-Island Publishing office for Mr. Yajima as his assistant wasn't her first choice to work in but it was better than nothing. 'It was definitely better than dealing with her father harping over her taking over his Law firm.' She frowned at the thought.
"Who wants to be a lawyer anyway? What's the fun in that?" looking at her stack of papers she smiled warmly at the bold printed words 'The Fire of Courage', this is what she loved and this book would grant her the perfect opportunity. Just then the doors opened, pushing herself off the floor to exit the box. Before she stepped a foot out she scrutinized her surroundings realizing this wasn't the floor she needed, stepping back her phone rang.
"Who, who?" she muttered to herself, digging into her pencil skirt pocket she pulled out the happy object. Staring at the name displayed on the screen only for a moment she quickly hit ignore and shoved it back in its place. Instantly irritated she jammed the button on the elevator again, "Who wants to be a stuffed suit?" She huffed. Lucy didn't even hear the footsteps as someone slammed into her, the elevator doors closing gently before jolting into movement.
"Ugh, what the hell?" She grumbled, rubbing at her back and the back of her head. The papers were everywhere! "What a mess…"
"Sorry." Came a voice.
Shifting her gaze down to the source her vision filled with a man with the biggest most goofy grin. Dressed in black slacks and a white button down that was messily untucked, even though the satin tie sporting an elegant dragon was indeed different it was a pale comparison to the owners' hair color. 'Was that...Pink?!' Lifting himself off the floor with a grunt, he patted imaginary dust of his pants before extending his hand to her.
"You ok?" He asked again.
"I-Yeah I'm ok, but my papers." Lucy replied finally reaching to take his helpful hand; it seemed as if he lifted her with little to no effort as she watched his eyes. 'So, black… almost like-' her thoughts were cut off as she noticed him down to gather the scattered papers quickly. Just as she was going to join in helping him pick up the remaining papers her phone cried out in a sweet song. Fuck youuuuuuuu, fuck you very muuuuuuuuuuuuuch! Growling she snatched her phone from her skirt pocket in knowing exactly who it was, she really didn't want to deal with him. Forgetting momentarily where she was she answered the call with a hostile screech, "What Dan?"
A carefree laugh could be heard on the line. "Lulu-cakes how's your day? I've missed you!"
"I don't miss you. And my day was just fine until you called-" It was true she was having a good day until he called, her book was going to finally get a chance. Mr. Yajima told her earlier that morning he would have some free time and if she had any material she was personally working on he'd take a gander. The perfect opportunity to get her words into the world for people to hold and own, she wanted nothing more than to be a successful, coveted and beloved author.
"Don't be like that loopykins! I know you've missed me." He crooned delightfully to her, like she wasn't even angry with him. Lucy had given him a chance after months of him sending her flowers and asking her to lunch and dinner. Attempting his best to wiggle into her heart and he almost succeeded, but he wasn't a one-woman man. She learned that the hard way.
"The last time we spoke I told you I never wanted to talk to you again. I meant it." She seethed. 'I have to calm down, he's not worth it.' Taking a deep inaudible breath, she closed her eyes for a short moment then reopened them. Looking around the elevator to distract her she remembered where she was not only that, she wasn't alone. Her eyes landing on the pink haired man who seemed to find the papers on the floor very fascinating, 'There was no way he wasn't listening.' That gave her a motive to settle down to a grey calm.
"How can you still say that? Our love is eternal-" her breathy sigh cut him off, she didn't want to deal with him. Couldn't he bother the other girls he appeared to want more than her? Honestly it would be better for the both of them, she wouldn't have to feel alone when talking about her dreams to him or share her excitement of a new storyline idea only to find silence when she realized he wasn't listening to a word she said. Much like now. Even if she wanted someone to love her and care for her like no other, Dan wasn't the guy who would give her that. "loony?" Lucy scowled, taking the phone away from her ear watching the screen light up.
"Go fuck yourself." She tossed, thumbing the end button. She couldn't stop the feeling of helplessness as she replaced her phone in the safety of her pocket, mindlessly she picked up the last few papers on the floor. 'Why are these types of situations so hard to deal with? I should just take a break from the dating life for a while honestly. What's the point in keeping this up if I keep getting hurt?'
"Here ya go." The man said, handing her the manila folder and her stack of papers. 'Then again-'
"Thanks." Rearranging her papers to their rightful numerical order, once she was satisfied she looked back at the pink haired man that seemed to be studying her. "What is it? Do I have something on my face?"
"Are you ok?" He asked. The doors of the elevator opened behind him, Lucy eyed him for a moment before answering. "I'm ok." Stepping past him she headed across the large lobby, she just wanted to go home take a nice shower or a hot green tea bath and let her hair down out of its high perch. But mostly she wanted to go to sleep and forget about Dan and his phone call.
"So, what was that about?" The man asked. Lucy didn't think he would still attempt conversation, she suddenly felt awkward and a little irritated.
"What was what?" Not really knowing what he was getting at.
"That phone conversation." He stated thumbing back towards the elevator like it was obvious.
Lucy frowned and narrowed her eyes staring ahead, hugging her papers. "I don't see how that's any of your business, and I don't even know you." Huffing matter-of-factly.
"It's Natsu, Natsu Dragneel. And I guess you have a point it really isn't my business." He admitted sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. 'how did I not notice the scarf? It's a little hot out for one, isn't it?' "What's your name?" He asked suddenly drawing her from her thoughts with his smile.
Raising an eyebrow, "Don't have one." Lucy lied. She looked away pushing the door open stepping out into the warm air, the streets semi filled with people enjoying the night out. It was nice, Lucy took a deep breath of the warm night air letting it wash over her. 'Maybe I'll sit outside on the balcony when I get home'
"Weirdo, everyone's got a name." Natsu snorted amusingly.
"Weirdo?" Lucy scrunched her face at him, "How am I the weirdo? You're the one with unnaturally pink hair!" She pointed at the messy tresses on his head.
"Salmon. It's salmon and this is my natural hair color. Who lies and says they don't have a name when they can just say it and get it over with?" Natsu stated, crossing his arms with a lopsided grin. They both stopped at a cross walk waiting for the light to turn, as the cars rushed past.
Lucy chuckled shortly with a small smile on her lips. "Salmon huh?"
"Yep, and don't you forget it Weirdo."
"Well if I'm not mistaken, salmon is a color referred to the fish."
Natsu eyed her curiously, "Yea so?" The light on the cross walk turns and they continue along their stroll.
"What color would you call the meat of a salmon?" She questioned slyly.
He frowned at her question, "Pink, obviously, weirdo."
Lucy lightly puckered her lips in amusement keeping in a giggle. "After that little conversation we just had, we can both assume it's safe to say that your hair-" She pulled a strand of his bangs playfully. "-Is very much pink, Natsu."
Natsu's mouth opened as he started to argue but then clamped it shut. "Weirdo! You- you tricked me!" He stood in the middle of the sidewalk in disbelief.
Lucy nearly doubled over, 'How could he not realize where I was going with that?' She never laughed so hard in her life, it was nearly unreal. Bringing herself back from the joyous clouds of laughter she straightened and turned to Natsu with a genuine smile. He returned her smile by showing Lucy a wild grin.
"I'm glad you're feeling better Weirdo." He declared, placing his fists on his hips.
This caught Lucy off guard, 'He was worried?' "But you don't even know me. How can you be glad?"
Catching her serious tone, he didn't miss a beat and replied with ease. "That's easy! Everyone deserves to smile and be happy."
Lucy's eyes widened at his carefree answer and hummed thoughtfully. 'I guess so, never would've thought about it like that.' "Sure!" Lucy said, with a shrug of her shoulders and flashing him a smile.
"Well I hope to see you later then Weirdo. Have a good night." Natsu waved to her walking off. He had already walked a good ways off before Lucy decided to give into her feelings.
"Lucy!" She yelled, nearly blushing.
"What you say Weirdo?" Natsu yelled back. Stopping in his tracks.
"My name! It's Lucy!" She yelled again, 'He stuck around a complete stranger! to make sure I was ok, he's either really weird, just stupid or actually a really good person like that.' Lucy almost laughed at the thought.
"Have a good night Lucy!" He bellowed. She could almost see him with that huge goofy grin on his face, Lucy smiled. She didn't really care either way how he was, she was just glad that someone cared enough and didn't dig where their noses didn't belong. Waving at him shortly she continued her walk towards her apartment building.
It wasn't much of a walk Natsu had unknowingly walked her half way home. It was nice he gave her some company on what would've usually be a lonely walk, sighing peacefully she opened the entry way of Vermillion Lofts and Condominiums with her magnetic key card. Lucy made her way to the far wall checked her mail as she did nearly every day for any bills, when she found none she closed it and made her way to the elevators jamming the up button with her finger.
Finally making it up to her apartment Lucy opened her door throwing her keys on the table and he purse on the coat hanger, then settling her papers on the coffee table. Sliding the skillfully placed bobby pin from her Honey colored tresses, she let her luscious locks fall shaking any stubbornly twisted stragglers loose. Twisting a single lamp on in her living room, she left and entered her room flicking on more lights as she made her way to the bathroom to take a much-needed shower.
'Maybe one more time should do it, to get hurt or be loved.' Remembering her work in progress laying on the coffee table, 'What good is courage if you don't take any risks?' "I should use that!" Leaping out the shower quickly she tip-toed to her desk for pen and paper to right down her thoughts before they disappeared into the abyss of her over active brain.
Natsu felt good about his actions. Although he really felt like the blonde beauty would've been more upset at the fact that he basically tackled her like a pro football player on super bowl night. She surprisingly wasn't, but then again maybe whatever and whoever was on the other end of her phone took the cake. He frowned, 'I don't know why that makes me feel uncomfortable.' Remembering the look on her face as she yelled into her phone then again when she told mystery caller to "Go fuck yourself!" How she said it was hard. He could feel the coldness in her voice that she meant those words, "I don't want to them." He mumbled.
Natsu's growling stomach brought him back to the present, he needed food. Slightly changing his destination, he made his way to a conveniently place Chinese takeout restaurant Called the Violet Dragon. "Hey Natsu! You want the usual?" An older man with Navy blue slicked back hair and rough stubble on his chin.
"You know it Macao!" Natsu accepted with eagerness.
"Hey Wakaba!" Macao yelled towards the kitchen.
"What?" Came an irritated reply.
"Whip up Natsu's usual!" Bringing himself back to the counter he leaned against it folding his arms comfortably. "So, how's it goin' kid; anything new?" Macao grinned.
"Same as it is every day, though I've been back and forth between Fairy Tail and 8-Island Publishing as a representative in finding a new member to recruit." Natsu droned.
"Is that right? So, you're looking in old man Yajima's place for the next best thing for Fairy Tail huh?" Macao asked, as he lazily scratched his prickly chin.
"Yajima said that he might have someone that we would be interested in, this person must have been spoken of highly if gramps took interest." Natsu brightened.
Macao straightened as he furrowed his brow, "Why'd the old man send you as a Fairy Tail rep? Your just a goofball, Natsu." He admitted scratching his head. "I can't get my mind around that one."
"I can be serious when the time calls for it Macao! You've never seen me work." Natsu protested.
"Speaking of work, how's working on finding a future Mrs. Dragneel coming along?" Macao had a sly smile playing on his face and waited in anticipation. Natsu hadn't dated anyone since Lisanna Strauss, they were cute as kids but after they split to go to different colleges things weren't the same as it used to be. Who would've guessed that little cutie would be engaged to Bickslow of all people?! But it was great that she found happiness somewhere no matter how odd. 'It's just Natsu's turn.' Macao thought to himself.
"If you're asking if I met someone new lately then, yeah." Natsu muttered. 'Lucy.' He smiled simply to himself she had some type of fire to her, and he didn't think that just because of the title of the scattered papers he had to gather up for her either. 'The Fire of Courage, she's gotta be an Author maybe a promising one at that.' Natsu wasn't one to judge a book by its cover or title but this one caught his attention, 'Or maybe I just liked the fact it had the word fire in the title.' He chuckled lightly at himself.
Macao hadn't really expected him to admit that he had met someone let alone give out a name, "So, does Lucy have a last name? You gonna bring her by sometime?" He angled. "Or are you making her up?"
Natsu pursed his lips. She hadn't given him her last name he was just glad he got a name from her, "Nah she's real. I don't have to lie about it." Wakaba emerged from the kitchen with two brown bags in tow setting them down in front of Natsu. "Maybe you should get her to cook for you then, I've been slaving over a stove back here and we ain't dating kid." Wakaba jabbed his pipe at him.
"Trust me if you were a girl I still wouldn't date you, I don't see how your wife deals with you." Natsu teased, quickly grabbing his food and heading toward the exit before Wakaba could get out a worthy insult. "Thanks guys! Later!"
"Say hi to Happy for me." Macao called after him.
Ok guys thanks again for taking the time to read my droning story I hope you liked it! I'll do my best to update on a regular my imagenitive juices are running real sweet right now so it shouldn't be a problem.
until next time!