Hello fellow fanfiction lovers/readers! So this is my first fanfiction ever. I've been writing stories for a while but have never actually published any. So after I read MANY fics I decided why not? And decided to go with Fairy Tail. So just another warning this WILL end up with some lemons in it. Or maybe a lot depending on where I decide to go with this stories other pairings. Main pairing is NaLu and they will definitely end up with some lemon. That's why it's rated M because that's were I intend to go with this story. ANYWAY! I hope you enjoy this story, chapters won't be very long at most they'll be 1k-2k+.
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own fairy Tail.
P.s. if this seems familiar it is inspired by another story but I am trying not to directly take from that story.
Fairy Tail Love
By Animealex15
It was the most intense moment of my life. A moment we had both been anticipating for a long time. Finally, all the tension that had been between us was let loose. In an instant our bodies were pressed together against my bedroom door. Our tongues fighting for dominance in each others mouth. His hands slowly slid up my shirt, revealing more of my skin and making my body tremble like never before. My parents were downstairs, along with Natsus parents, and all the other party guests.
..~*~..
He moved in next door during the summer. On my way home from violin lessons one day, I saw a moving van parked next door to our house. I lingered in my walking past the house to see if I could catch sight of our new neighbors. But they didn't seem to be there, so I continued on my way to my house. When I got inside, mom was preparing dinner and father was in his study as usual.
"I'm home!" I announced, slipping my shoes off as soon as I shut the door. I walked through the living room to the kitchen where mom was making soup.
"Hello sweetheart, how did your lesson go today?" Mother greeted.
"Fine." I replied.
"Dinner will be ready soon, go get your father please." She told me.
So I walked back out of the kitchen into the living room, and to the door located at the far end of the living room. I knocked on the door and waited a reply.
"Come in." came my fathers muffled voice.
Opening the door, I spoke, "Mom said dinner's almost ready."
He simply nodded his head and shooed me out.
About fifteen minutes into dinner I decided I would speak of our neighbors.
"So someone moved in next door." I spoke softly. I continued eating my soup while waiting for a response.
Finally, my mother spoke.
"Did you see what they looked like?" She asked.
"No. They didn't seem to be there with the movers." I replied.
"That's strange. What kind of person lets complete strangers into their house when they aren't present?" Father voiced his annoyance.
We didn't speak of them the rest of the night.
..~*~..
A week had gone by since the neighbors had their stuff moved in. But still no neighbors. It was a nice day outside so I decided to sit on our front porch and enjoy it. There were white clouds scattered all across the sky and a cool breeze that made you want to take a nap under the shade of a tree. I closed my eyes to enjoy it even more. Somehow, closing my eyes made some experiences more memorable.
About a minute into me having my eyes closed I heard the sound of a car pull up and park. I quickly opened them to see who it was. And to my surprise, it was, who I had assumed were, our new neighbors.
A tall man with build had gotten off the car a few seconds after. He had flaming red hair and a matching beard to go with it. He wore a paint stained gray t-shirt with equally as paint stained black jeans. He stared at the house with a large smile plastered across his face. After staring at it for a minute he turned around and gestured for someone to come. I quickly glanced around to see who he was talking to when the passenger side door opened up. Out came a kid about my age wearing a red vest with a white shirt underneath, beige shorts and a white tiled looking scarf. But the most surprising part was that his hair is pink.
I watched as the kid slowly made his way to the side of the red haired man and they took in the sight together. After a, what looked like, cheer up kid, pat on the back they grabbed a couple of small boxes from the car and went inside. They never came back out after that. I guess they started moving stuff to where it needed to go. I went inside half an hour after they had gone inside and watched their house curiously from my bedroom window. I wanted to meet these new neighbors and also ask that kid why his hair is pink. It just wasn't natural. In the midst of my thinking process a knock came from my door.
"Come in." I told the body behind it wanting entry.
"Lucy" a female voice called.
"Yes mom?" I hopped down from the chair I was on.
"Get dressed sweetheart we're going to greet the neighbors." My mother told me.
In an instant I was in my closet picking out a really cute blue dress that I had been waiting to wear. Now's the perfect time. So, taking no time I quickly washed up in the bathroom and then put on the dress. Mother and father had been waiting downstairs for me.
"Ready?" My mother asked.
"Mm!" I smiled.
Before we left mom grabbed the plate of cookies she had made earlier in the day. We made our way to the front door of our neighbors house and immediately rang the doorbell two times. We waited for 30 seconds and then dad knocked on the door three times. We heard a muffled voice from behind the door and within seconds the door opened. It was the tall man with red hair. He looked a little more than displeased at our timing. He wore a white tank top with black basketball shorts and tube socks that needed adjusting.
"Hello, my name is Jude Heartfilia and this is my wife Layla." Dad stuck out his hand to greet the man.
"Igneel Dragneel." The man took fathers hand in greeting. "And who might this be?" Igneel looked down at me.
"This is our daughter Lucy." Mom gave an answer.
"Hello sir." I greeted him.
"How old are you Lucy?" He smiled.
"Five." I clasped my hands behind my back and swayed on my toes and heels with a smile.
"Well now isn't that something?" He chuckled.
"I hope you don't mind but I baked you some cookies as a welcome." Mom told Igneel.
Taking the plate he smiled. "I don't mind at all. You see I-" A loud voice interrupted him from inside.
"YAHOO!" the high pitched voice shouted. Immediately following that footsteps were heard coming to the door. "Hey Igneel I just beat my highscore!"
It was the pink haired boy.
"Sorry about that." The red haired man apologized. "This is my son Natsu. He's four and a half." Slapping the kid on the back.
"What's up?" He smiled.
Mom giggled at his introduction and dad gave a slightly displeased look. I, however, remained unaffected and continued to stare at his strangely pink hair.
"Hey Luigi what's up with you?" He waved his hand in front of my face.
Slapping it I replied, "It's Lucy. And why is your hair pink?"
"Why is your dress disgustingly blue?" He snapped back.
The adults could do nothing but watch as our first meeting unfolded.
"And it's not pink it's salmon."
"It's pink kid, don't worry about it." Igneel pushed him back inside. "Well, thank you for the welcome and these delicious looking cookies. We'll be seeing you."
"Yes goodbye." Mother and father said simultaneously.
Just as we turned and the door was about to close we were called back.
"Hey Lucy wanna go an' play at the park?" Natsu asked.
I looked at my mom who thought about it for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
"Alright I can go!" I said and started to run towards the end of the yard. "Come on Natsu let's go!" I told him.
He looked at me with a disgruntled face. "Aren't you going to change first?"
I looked down at what I was wearing and replied, "good idea."
..~*~..
A couple of weeks later I was at the Dragneels doorstep again ringing the doorbell repeatedly. This time I wore black soccer shorts and an old white tee. From inside I could hear Igneel groan and yell at Natsu. He still wasn't used to having another kid neighbor even after all these weeks of going to his house. In a matter of seconds the door swung open revealing pink head.
"It's about time! Come on if we don't hurry we won't have a field to play on!" I told him.
"Sorry I was looking for my lucky scarf." He replied.
"I don't know why you wear that thing, it's summer. It's too hot for a scarf, no matter how lucky."
We walked for a bit in silence watching the daily routines of the people passing by. There were these old shop keepers who always wore a smile no matter how hot or cold or who came their way. There was a lady who went for a run every day and would pass by the old shop keepers and talk for a few minutes. Then we saw a new addition to the scenery we saw daily. A young couple sharing an intimate moment. They kissed. While I was in awe, next to me I heard Natsu mimic throwing up noises.
"And what is so gross that it makes you gag?" I asked him as we continued on.
"That." Came his short answer.
"What?" I replied.
"Them kissing. It's so gross. I would never be caught dead doing that."
"And what if I were to be doing it?" I asked.
"Gross Lucy. Who would you ever like so much that you'd want to kiss them?" He shivered at the thought.
"Well what if I had liked you that much?"
He stopped dead in his tracks and didn't move. I watched him curiously and also annoyed at his reaction. He swiftly turned around and held his arms in an 'x' shape.
"Stay away from me! You're not the real Lucy."
I rolled my eyes. Slapping his arms away I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and kept walking. We reached the park not long after.
"I'm just saying, that'll never happen between us. We're friends." He laughed at the thought.
"How about this?" I said as I threw the soccer ball on the ground. "If I make five goals before you can, I get to kiss you wherever I want just once?"
Natsu, again, pretended to throw up.
"And what happens if I make five goals before you do?" He asked.
"I don't know. I don't get to kiss you for one." I replied, sounding a little more than displeased at not being able to kiss him.
"Okay and if I make five goals before you do I get to..." He paused trying to think of what he would get if he won. "I get to make you my lackie for a whole week!" He smiled confidently.
"You're on!" I agreed.
So I hope you enjoyed this story. Sorry if it really sucked. Again it's my first one so you know. But please feel free to review. Don't be too harsh as that makes us writers feel discouraged and not want to write. Constructive criticism is always welcomed! Destructive criticism is not. Also feel free to pm me if you have any ideas! I will gladly try to include them in future chapters!
