So, um, I'm going to try to do this.

I've only written one story for Fairy Tail in the past, but it's time to venture out and see if I can get back into writing and what better time than a week after graduating from college?

I'm all caught up on the manga, so there will be longer stories and sadness later this week, but for today there will be fluff. Fluffy fluff fluff.

It's a little trite, but I hope you like it and stick around for the rest of CoLu Week 2016.

Disclaimer: As a testament to how long it's been since I've written fanfiction, I totally forgot the disclaimer. Oops. Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima.

:thisisalinebreak:

June 19th, 2016

Day 1: Eternity

He seriously could not get used to the chaos that was Fairy Tail.

Aside from the general "goody-goody" nakama bullshit, the drunken bar fights, and the fact that the building was constantly pulsing with sound (spoken and unspoken), Natsu was a little twit and Cobra was getting real tired of his surprise attacks.

Yeah, it was interesting that the loud little jerk had managed to actually turn off the endless flood of garbage that constantly inundated his sensitive ears, but his attempts to "sucker punch" him from the right because his fucking nonexistent eye couldn't see it was a cheap shot.

Thankfully, Erza had recently taken it upon herself to "correct" this behavior by knocking him unconscious whenever she suspected he was creeping a little too close to the Poison Dragon Slayer. Pretty good for Wendy too, since she was the one who had to heal the asshole whenever Cobra poisoned him in self-defense.

Since the armored demon had the pink-haired dipshit under control, Cobra was finally free to think about his next course of action regarding the problem that had recently made herself known. Although he didn't buy into the whole "dragon instincts" thing (he was only a second generation slayer and Laxus seemed fine, so…), he wished he could claim it as his defense for his behavior.

He could only visit Fairy Tail so many times without it seeming suspicious and time for this visit was running out; Jellal was already sending him nervous glances from across the room, uncomfortable trying to hold a conversation with his girlfriend when she had a forcibly unconscious Natsu literally thrown over her shoulder.

Looking away from his boss, his eyes were drawn to the stupid blonde sitting two stools down at the bar. She was holding a pleasant conversation with Kinana and Romeo and was fucking ignoring him.

Boring a hole into her head with his one piercing eye, Cobra contemplated just taking a page from Erza's book and walloping her a good one before throwing her over his shoulder and taking off. However, the chances of Fairy Tail taking that sitting down were absolute zero, as in Gray (the closest member of Team Natsu to the bar) would freeze him into oblivion before he took a step toward the damn door.

He tapped his nails against the wood of the bar and they made a satisfying clacking sound.

She had twitched.

So, he did it again.

Her eye twitched and her head turned such that she could give him a stern frown.

He smirked and tapped his nails again and again.

Finally, she apologized to her companions before sliding from her stool and approaching him. She crossed her arms and sighed, "Yes? Was there something you wanted?"

"Yeah."

"Well?" she tapped her foot twice with impatience, her mind whirling though all kinds of scenarios and trying to predict what he would say. Most of her predictions were wrong, but Cobra knew she was trying to generate as many worst-case responses to lessen her disappointment lest they be right. She looked away from him, aware that he could hear her.

"Lucy," his use of her name in public surprised her, and she turned to face him fully as her arms dropped to her sides. Cobra slid from his stool and gingerly grabbed her left hand, finding the ring on her fourth finger, "I'm sorry."

She almost melted, but her expression became stern once again, "You can't just do these things and apologize and expect things to be okay, Erik. You're gone all the time and I'm not as mobile as I was; I can't just use my keys and whip and expect everything to be okay if someone breaks in."

"But Natsu…."

"…is an idiot. You know that and I know that."

He was starting to get annoyed. He'd apologized, hadn't he? Cobra held her hand more firmly and gave her a stern look, "I'm sorry, Lucy. I know not to assume and I didn't suspect you of anything, but I'm a Dragon Slayer and Natsu is pungent."

Now she looked skeptical, exasperated, and the tiniest bit amused.

"Do you know how hard it is to be away from you?" Cobra continued, "And then, when I'm finally able to come home and everything smells like dipshit and cat litter? That can't be good for you."

"Seriously?"

"I'm totally serious."

"So you didn't suspect me of cheating with Natsu and the reason you were upset was because he worked out on our bed and rolled around on our floor?"

"You cheating with Natsu? That didn't even cross my mind," he scoffed and crossed his arms over his chest. "If you were going to cheat on me, babe, it wouldn't be with Natsu."

"It would be with Laxus."

"Damn straight," he smirked and pulled her close, "and I would forgive you for it."

"Because he's damn fine?"

Cobra laughed, "Because you married me and you Celestial Mages keep your promises for eternity."

She laughed and wrapped her arms around him with a sigh. Her rounded belly pressed into his, "When do you leave again?"

He frowned, today was supposed to be a day trip and Jellal was mentally nagging him already to go. He'd wasted most of the day waiting to apologize and he still had vague plans to air out their apartment and make sure that it at least smelled like him—he had no intentions of letting his spawn incubate in a cesspool of Natsu's filth.

"Jellal wants to leave today, but I might convince him to let me sit out of missions for a bit."

"Rescue him from Erza then; he's always a little more forgiving when you do something nice for him. Or lie and say I've had early contractions or something. Wendy'll back you up if you promise not to poison Natsu again."

"Let's just leave him a note and have Kinana hand it to him when the demon redhead finally leaves him alone. By then, we'll be long gone and he'll be powerless to stop us."

"Now?"

"Now," he casually pulled out a pen and grabbed one of the bar napkins, scribbling some illegible sentences and flagging down his best friend. Once she agreed (albeit with much hesitation), he slid his arm around his wife and headed for the door while the blue-haired leader of Crime Sorcière was still thoroughly distracted.

:thisisalinebreak:

I am admittedly better at sad and wordy introspectiveness, so I expect that I will spend more time on the next installments.

Thank you for reading. I would appreciate reviews, but I would understand if you waited for the week to be up before making any concrete judgments.

Special thanks to my roommate for quickly looking this over and saying, "Eh, it's okay." Especially since she has seen exactly four episodes of Fairy Tail and has read none of it.

See you tomorrow for "Day 2: Excuses"

AJlovesKakashi