Hello everyone. I know it´s been a while but I finally got back to writing. I want to thank you all for your support of my first story In the end. Hope you´ll like this one as well so have fun. Also I´d liek to ask some help from you guys. If anyone is interested in helping me out with corrections (my English and typing skills are soooo pro *sarcams*) I´d really appreciate it. So please let me know and enjoy :)
How did it end up this way? My mind trailed to the past replaying the memories i was so fond of. Playing on the playground with Natsu as always. Nothing unusual. We were always in each other faces, but strangely I felt like it was ok. Even though we fought often, fists flying everywhere, whenever I needed some help, I always found that stupid smile of his somewhere around. Even I found myself in situations I was helping Natsu without me even knowing about it. I always thought that calling us friends would be the biggest insult, since I hated the guy, but over time I guess I grew fond of him.
Even now I wonder why it was me and him that were friends, when we were referred to as Fire and Ice. He was a hotheaded guy always looking for a good fight trying to beat anyone who gets in his way with fists alone. I on the other hand preferred to use my head, even though I don't think I was inferior to him in strength. Our fights always ended in a draw, which annoyed the hell out of me.
It was on one of those ordinary days when we met her. I had my hands full beating the crap out of Natsu when a girls crying caught our ears and made us stop in our tracks. With me pulling on his hair and him trying to stretch my mouth as wide as possible, we just looked at each other and jumped away slightly embarrassed by the girly matter of our fight. On the other hand we decided to find the source of the cry.
Somehow even just listening to it made my heart clench and I wanted to stop that cry no matter what. From the look on Natsu's face I imagined it made him feel just the same. We looked through the whole park before we found a little girl, maybe a bit younger than us, sitting on a bench crying her eyes out. She had middle length blonde hair pulled out into a side ponytail and a knee-length ink dress that I saw was torn a bit and through the hole I saw a bloody scratch. Natsu and I looked at each other again and walked over to sit on the bench from either side of the girl. She stopped crying when she felt someone besides her and brought her big brown teary eyes on us. Something moved inside me that time. And I knew I'd do anything to never make those eyes teary again.
It didn't take long for us to become friends with the girl and we slowly got to know her little by little. Her name was Lucy, which both Natsu and I thought suited her very nicely. She recently moved in from the other side of the town to be closer to her dad's work along with her mother Layla. She loved pink and girly dresses and loved to play outside no matter what the weather. We always thought she was silly as we looked at her from outside the window of her living room as she danced in the rain.
"Hey, Gray," Natsu started as we kept our eyes on her.
"What?" I answered, never really seeing Nastu with such a gentle face as he was using right now to look at her.
"Do you like Lucy?" he asked, making me take a step back blushing furiously.
"What the hell? What's wrong with you asking me that all of a sudden?!" I was more embarrassed than anything. But Natsu didn't waver as he pierced me with his eyes.
"Cause I do like her. And if you do too, that means a fight between us. But I don't plan to end that one in a draw."
I never saw Natsu quite as serious as that time. I didn't answer his question, but over time it became clear to me. I liked Lucy too.
We grew up playing together every day, when she was sick we stayed around in her room goofing off trying to make her laugh and get better soon. When we got sick she stayed around us and cook food for us with her mom taking care of us till we got better again. Both Natsu and I loved our times together. The three of us were inseparable. But his words from that time still lingered in my mind and every time I looked at Natsu smiling softly on Lucy, I couldn't help but see him as an enemy.
As we started to go to school, we looked out for Lucy, who was a year younger. We always had lunches together at the rooftop on nice days talking about our stupid teachers or laughing at Natsu when he accidentally blew off the deans' fake hair when he was too busy to notice him playing on an imaginary guitar in the middle of the classroom on top of his desk.
I liked seeing her smile. Always felt good to hear her being happy like hat with us. With me.
Years went by and our affection for Lucy grew stronger. As teenagers, our hormones just went crazy. Natsu and I fought a lot more for her time than usual. She grew up to be a fine young lady, all the right things on the right places. She started to develop from a little girl to a woman and our jaws dropped lower with every passing day we got to see her. She grew out her hair which was neatly tugged into a side ponytail most of the time with a tied with a cute blue ribbon. The uniform she wore to school now hugged her body, the curves driving us crazy.
Even she got aware of the effect she had on us, occasionally striking a pose to tease us and laugh on our faces. Even though other guys tried to hit on her, Natsu and I were always successful of driving them away till there was no one else to compete against but Natsu.
I didn't even know how it happened really. If it was the cuddling on our movie nights that went from super innocent in our early years to really pleasant feeling of her body pressed against mine. Or if it was the dinners we secretly had trying to get some alone time with her. Or maybe it was the way she came to cheer for me on every basketball game I was in. I'm really not sure how it happened, but I'll never forget the feeling of her lips against mine that first time she brought herself on her tip toes just to reach my mouth giving me a kiss. I was never so dumb folded in my life. But if there was one thing I was sure of, it was that I wanted more of them.
Just like that we started dating. Holding her hand in my during the day, getting to feel those lips on mine, it was all heaven for me. I was the one her eyes looked at with affection. I was the one she came to hug and kiss after a match. I was the one who got to hold her in my arms and I was damn grateful for that. There was nothing I wanted more than her.
And Nastu? Even though I occasionally saw how he longingly looked her way, he was really happy for us. We still hung out together, nothing really changed between us. But I was the one that in the end of the day, got to take her home with me. Home to the guild, which all three of us chose to spend majority of our time. We got to know a lot of fun people, made a lot of memories I never want to forget.
So why? Why was I sitting on a bench in the corner of the guild watching, as Lucy laughed happily and threw her arms around Natsu's neck kissing him softly? Why did my heart break at the sight of the cheers that went through the guild as Natsu took the ring out of his pocket and knelt before her asking her to marry him?
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It's all cause of an accident.