Hello readers… This is my first time writing a fanfic… But please try reading the first chapter... Its kinda like a prologue but a little long.. I tried to be as expressive as I could so that you could feel the situation.. I don't know whether you will like this or not.. But please don't ignore reading this story.. I want to know how you all feel.. I mean.. I want to know whether I should continue this or not… This idea has been in my mind for quite long but I was afraid to convert it into a story…cause I don't think I am good at writing… The first chapter may or may not be boring.. especially first two or three paragraphs… But I promise you.. It will get better…In the next chapter, which I will post soon as I read your opinions…
This is NaLu story, with other pairings. And this story is based on real world..
So please read this and let me know your honest opinions. Whether it was too long. Or too short.. or too descriptive.. There may be mistakes or errors.. And English is not my first language… But please don't be too hard on me.. Gomene for the long author's note… I am so nervous. That's why…
Disclaimer:I do not own Fairy Tail… It belongs to Hiro Mashima sensei…
CHAPTER-I
PROLOGUE
'….I don't believe in friendships
I don't believe in true love
I don't believe in happily married life
I don't know what, having a family means because I don't believe in them anymore
I don't believe in true happiness
I don't believe that dreams come true…..
…..Because I am scared to believe
I don't know what to dream for, anymore
Because I have lost the will to live…
…the will to live for myself ...'
'Purple Fire'
This nightclub is at its peak hours now. The time being around 11 p.m. in New York… Huge bulky guards at the entrance, checking the id proof of long queue of people…men and women, waiting to waste the night away…
Inside….. Blaring music…A vast dance floor illuminated by disco lights of various colors…Atop the far off corner of the dance floor, the DJ plays the music moving according the beats of the songs he plays, with headphones hanging carelessly off his shoulders.. Men and women on the dance floor… Some dancing to the beat of their favorite music, having the time of their life… Laughing and shouting over the blaring music…. Amidst these… Men and women can be seen rubbing their bodies with each other… to be exact… grinding their bodies with each other… Some can be seen…trying to seduce the other…biting or licking ears of their partners…whispering or murmuring dirty words…. Blowing seductively into the others ears… some with their faces so close that, the other can probably feel the hot breath of alcohol mixed with expensive perfume, on their faces and neck, making them want more…. In the far off corner of the dance floor… one can see couples making out… Some in the heat of their pleasures… Some in the midst of teasing or being teased… Some on the verge of going home and getting lucky for the night….
Off the dance floor…. At the bar counter lit by neon lights… Bartenders tend to the need of the customers who are already wasted.. some alone.. others flirting with each other.. Some drinking away the night to ease their tensions or depressions… Others eying the crowd trying to find potential ones to get lucky with, for the night…. At the tables… people can be seen having fun… laughing and enjoying the company of the group…
Off to the VIP rooms…. These are reserved for people who do not want to be disturbed, having their own party…
In one of the rooms, a man, adorned in smoking, long-sleeved, maroon dress shirt paired up with faded blue jeans and black converse…. Top one or two buttons are opened… Giving one, a slight peek of his well-toned chest glistening in sweat …muscular shoulder and well defined collar bone… The shirt clings to his body in a way; one can see how lean and well-built he is, in a teasing manner to one's eye…. He has his head tilted slightly down… Giving one, a perfect view of his oddly colored hair….spiked up in all direction defying gravity itself.. But as one gives a quick glance at his hair...one word enters the mind… pink…
One woman clings onto his arm as if it was her lifeline…squishing and rubbing her cleavage onto his muscular arms… She wears a strapless dress that reaches below mid-thigh, that fits her body, a little too perfectly, in a way that her breasts will pop out of the top part of the dress any moment… Heavy make-up adorns her face… with a thick coat of lipstick and an eye shadow and mascara over eyes, giving her slutty look… A pink tinge coats her cheeks probably due to the amount of alcohol in her system…
"Natsu-sama….."
An irritated sigh escapes the man's lips… Taking a deep breath, he glares at his raven-haired partner, who has a sexy smirk on his face and murmuring words into the ears of an equally slutty woman next to him. The woman, in turn laughs seductively in response. Oh, how dearly he wishes to wipe that stupid smirk off his face and beat him up for bringing him to this goddamned place... And all the more… He wants to beat him up senselessly for hooking him up with a slutty woman… Why did he ever let this raven-haired idiot hook him up with a girl he chose…
Natsu was never the one to hook up with girls…especially slutty ones… He usually goes to this club once in a while when he feels the tension of work and life building up on him…
"Natsu-sama….." The woman again slurred…Heaving out another irritated sigh, he turned his head slightly to look at the woman clinging onto him…He hated women like her… Looking to hook up with men like him… to have the time of their life… to go to parties and places and enjoy at the expense of men like him… To sleep with men like him, just for fun and pleasure of it… To enjoy the spotlight of being the lucky girl who gets to be so close with men like him….
"What is it?" . It took all his will-power to keep himself from pushing the woman off of him.. The stench of heavy alcohol, more heavier than the one he was having, hit his nostrils and he cringed his nose in disgust… "Let's go to your place and make out…." The woman whispered seductively, or at least tried to sound seductive but failed due to the fact that she is wasted… Rubbing the bridge of his nose with his free hand, he closed his eyes for a moment, to calm himself… 'Why the hell did agree to hang out with this one'.
True…He did want to hang out with a woman… But not to the extent that will lead to one's bed…! He just wanted to have a different atmosphere… He had long given up the goal of finding a girl who was different from others he has seen and met… one who was fun and daring and smart and independent…who dates him for him and not for money or fame. During college, he had tried to mingle with women. At first, they would be all smiles and laughs. Then the next thing you know, they will want to go out for shopping to make you expensive dresses and jewelry for them and go to big fancy restaurants and will want to get into your pants…! He has ever since stopped dating…
He sighed again for the umpteenth time that day…
'Women are all the same…..'
Somewhere over New York… In a distant sky…
A blonde woman sighed for the umpteenth time…. Her silky blonde hair cascaded down, and reached below her shoulders… She wore a loose white button up shirt with three-fourth sleeves decorated with black flowers, with top button open showing off her collar bone and milky skin…. Paired with a dirty blue jeans and flats… Headphones were plugged into her ears as she looked out the window beside her… She is currently travelling in a plane to New York where she had to join a multinational company as the post of software developer next week…
She was travelling alone with no one to receiver her at the airport…. It's her first time travelling far away to a distant continent… far away from her home… Her cousin had already booked an apartment complex for her…. And she has yet to see it… All she knows is that she will be sharing the apartment with four more girls and that those girls also work in the same company as her… But they will not be there when she reaches there since they have gone home for the time-being… Unfortunately her cousin couldn't pick her up from the airport since he has classes that time and lives all the way on the opposite side of America...
She was nervous…. Since she will be all alone in a foreign country… And the chance of her finding her way through this place was difficult with no one to help her and all… But she was determined… She had promised herself that she won't depend on others and she will prove them that she isn't weak and fragile and dependent girl she used to be….
"Attention all passengers. We are nearing New York airport. We will be prepare for descend shortly. Please fasten your seatbelts. Thank you"
Checking the time on her metal strapped wristwatch… 00.00 a.m. Looking out the window she could see the clouds of the dark sky clearing out to show the land below… The lights below looked like tiny stars…. A sudden rush of anxiety mixed with fear entered her shook her entire body at the moment…Her mouth became dry. She suddenly felt cold and goose bumps started to appear on her fair skin...She suddenly wanted to go back…
Taking in a deep breath in order to calm her nerves… 'Come on…You can't turn back now.. You've reached this far… That itself is a start… There is no need to be afraid…..Deep breaths. Com-'
"Ma'am..?", startled by the voice, she looked to her side to find the air hostess looking at her with concern.. " Yeah?", was the only word she could muster out of her lips. "Are you alright? You look a little pale? Do you need anything? Some water perhaps?"… "Yes, please..", her voice was low, but the air hostess heard it anyway.. She went back and brought her a small bottle of water.. The blonde immediately took it with both hands…not trusting herself for fear dropping the bottle… She immediately opened the bottle and as soon as the cool water washed over her dry mouth, down to her throat she immediately felt relieved..
With a soft smile, the hostess asked, "Do you feel alright now?". With a slight nod, the blonde looked up at the air hostess, offering a weak smile and muttered, "I feel fine now, thank you very much". "Glad to hear that. Now, will you please fasten your seat belt? The plane is about to descent". With a small nod, she fastened her seat belt and the hostess went back to her station…
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"Attention all passengers…We have arrived New York airport…Hope you enjoyed your flight. Thank you for travelling xxxxx Airways".
….Finally.
With a deep breath, the blonde stepped out of the plane and entered the terminal… Standing in a queue at the checkout point, she observed her surroundings… There were people waiting at the other side.. Some waiting for their loved one to return… Other waiting for a friend or a cousin… Seeing them all, she felt a small lump building inside her throat… Swallowing thickly, she looked outside the large glass walls, that separated her from New York… It was dark out. But the street lights lit the road and there were still little life buzzing out there, given how late it is… Checking her watch, it read 01.30a.m. Soon she will be out in New York, on the way to her apartment.. She still couldn't believe she was that far away from home…home….She took a deep breath….
"Ma'am?". Looking to the side, a man dressed in uniform was looking at her with his hands extended…. "Ma'am, may I see your passport?". "Oh, sorry..". Feeling embarrassed, she fished out her passport along with her ticket and handed it to the officer. The officer opened her passport and read her details.. "Lets see… Ms. Lucy Heartfilia..". The blonde responded with a nod. "Are you here for business or pleasure?". The blonde responded with "For business..", in a faint voice. But the officer heard it nonetheless. The officer gave a gentle smile, "Very well.." and stamped it. Offering a curt nod and a smile, the officer handed back the passport to her.
"Welcome to New York, Ms. Heartfilia…"
Sorry for the boring chapter.. But I promise to make up for that in the next chapter, which I will upload as soon as possible.. But I need your opinion on this.. whether I should continue this or not. It will really be great if you guys gave me your opinion. But please don't be hard on me. Please review. So that I will know whether to continue or not. If there are any errors or mistakes please fell free to let me know. And let me know if there is anything I should do to change the way I write…
Thank you for your time…