Luke felt sunlight bright against his eyelids and he covered it with his hand. What time was it? He checked the alarm by his bed, rolling over groggily and slow. Nine on the dot. He rolled back over, looking at the ceiling.
"It's early..." A female voice at his side dragged out the words like they had weights attached to them.
"No, it's not, Natsa. We need to get up earlier than this if we ever want to make any money." Luke said. He could hear the half-heartedness of his words.
"Money doesn't matter," Nasta replied, curling up to Luke's chest like a cat.
"As long as we have each other." Luke smiled at Natsa's words, closing his eyes again. Natsa could hear Luke's heartbeat through his chest and she cuddled closer. When he smiled, her heart lurched.
They both thought that this was perfect. Waking up without a care, making just enough to get food and to pay rent.
Little did they know that it wouldn't last.
They ended up rolling through the doors of the guild at half past eleven, arriving just as lunch was being served.
"Well it seems like some people have been spending 'quality time with each other.' Also known as SLACKING OFF!" Graya shouted at the couple from across the guild. Natsa's flame instantly flared.
"I'm not slacking off! I'm enjoying time with my boyfriend!" She lunged at the other girl, tumbling into a nearby table. Luke sighed.
"Leaving early and coming in late! I'm spending time with Julian, but we can get here before the doors even open!" The ice mage said, boasting. Julian came up behind Luke, patting him on the back.
"Fighting. Again. Do they ever stop? What if Graya got hurt?" Julian said, looking worriedly at his girl.
"Seems like it. And don't forget that Natsa could get hurt as well!" They both ended up sitting at the bar eating while the girls continued fighting, roping in the rest of the guild gradually.
"Slacker!
"Yandere!"
"Geek!"
Before Natsa could reply, the guild doors opened with a bang. The guild became silent, all of them expecting Master Mokarov to kill them all. A figure appeared at the door, their footsteps tapping on the marble floor. Luke noticed that one tap was lightly dragged on, as if the person was limping.
"Miss me?" The figure said, continuing into the guild. More silence.
"Or have you forgotten me already?" A man was standing in the entrance of the guild, his arms out at his sides. His hair was unnaturally white, but he was far from old. His eyes shone a piercing blue, almost sinister. Natsa was the first to speak.
"Lance...?"
Sorry for the short chapter guys!
I'm also sorry for basically being dead to you guys... D:
Hopefully this will make up for things since a lot of you guys requested another LukeXNatsaXLance love triangle ^_^