*Yawnnnnnnn* Lucy opened one eye and rubbed the other. "Wuh..." she looked around the room, turning from one side to the other. Her cheeks turned scarlet as she covered her mouth and sat up, stifling a little noise, and looked at the sleeping pink haired boy next to her. She uncovered her mouth and looked the snoozing shirtless Natsu up and down. What happened last night? she thought as she looked around the trashed room. The comforter for the bed in a corner, the side table on Natsu's side was pushed out of place with the lamp on the floor, and there were clothes everywhere.

She thought hard about the night before and suddenly all of it was playing over again in her mind, just as Natsu stirred and stretched with a yawn. He opened his eyes.

Natsu looked straight at Lucy with a toothy grin, making her turn red again. She pulled the sheet up high, covering her chest, causing her to remember some of the clothes on the floor were hers, making her think Is he just...shirtless..or..She turned an even brighter shade of red.

"Good mornin'," He said with a now softer smile, "how'd you sleep?" She looked over at him. He's so...adorable..Her bright red faded to a soft pink "Good.. I am a little sore.." He smirked and chuckled.

Natsu sat up and put a hand on Lucy's cheek. She smiled, still a pink color, and looked down. His touch made her smile involuntarily. She took a hand and ran it down the length of his arm until it met with the hand he was caressing her face with. He brought her face closer to his. She felt his warm breath on her lips. He softly kissed her at first then a little rougher.

Finally, Lucy laughed and pushed him away. Natsu grined and reached over the bedside. He threw his big white t-shirt into Lucy's lap. She held it up and looked at it. Its definitely not mine she thought. She looked at Natsu briefly, and let go of the sheet she was holding up. He blushed a little as she pulled his shirt over her soft curves.

She flipped her tangled blonde hair out of the back of the shirt and adjusted it so that it wasn't twisted up. Natsu ripped the sheet off of her legs and himself, and felt around the floor grabbing his black boxers and pulling them on. He turned in time to see Lucy red yet again turning her head in hopes he didn't see her looking. He thought about how cute she was when she was blushed.

He let out another yawn, huffing as he got up off the bed. Without warning, he walked over to Lucy and scooped her up into his arms as he playfully kissed her. She giggled and kissed him back.

He carried her out to the living rom and carefully set her on the couch. She had always loved the way Natsu's apartment looked.

"So are you hungry?" He asked plopping down beside her. She set her legs in his lap. Actually, Lucy hadn't thought much about how hungry she really was. "Starved." she said hugging her stomach. I didn't know Natsu could cook... she thought. "I'll go out and get us something then. Want anything special?" She shook her head "Anythings fine." I should've seen that coming.

She watched him get up and walk back to the bedroom as he yelled an "ok!" over his shoulder. She curled her legs up and laid back on the couch waiting for Natsu. He came back out dressed as usual with his scarf and red shirt undone to expose his chest. She felt a little playful and ran up to him jumping in his arms and wrapping her legs around his waist. Lucy kissed his lips softly as he wrapped his arms around her. Her fingers ran through his hair pulling at it lightly. He chuckled as she jumped down.

Natsu smiled at how small and childlike she was and kissed her forehead. "I'll be back soon." He walked towards the door and opened it. "..Bye." He said awkwardly. "Bye." Lucy said as he shut the door.

She laid back down on the bed and relaxed for a minute. The house was quiet. She had decided it would probably be best if she went to take a shower and cleaned herself up.

She pulled Natsu's shirt off as she walked towards the bathroom and threw it in the floor. She pulled open the shower door and set the water to a comfortable temperature.

As she brushed her hair out, she looked at herself in the mirror. Setting the brush down, she took a hand and ran her fingers through her hair, then on her cheek, moving down to her neck where it lingered for a moment on a small bruise, then continued down over her chest and down her waist, but she stopped just above where her thighs began.

She smiled as she stepped into the steaming shower. She started thinking about the night before...