So, if you've already seen this fic in portuguese on Nyah! Fanfiction, don't be alarmed. I'm posting here and there. You'll see the nickname is the same. This is not plagiarism. I just decided to translate it, because I can. :3
Enjoy!
The Omission
"Like they would ever notice my absence..." Lucy thought about Mirajane's words on her way back to her house, as she would get ready for the assignment she so cautiously chose.
"A mission on your own?" Mirajane said with the tray balanced on her right hand, observing the poster Lucy had chose. "Are you sure, Lucy? Won't Natsu miss you?"
For the answer to Mirajane's question, Natsu shout from afar:
"Gray, you bastard! Gimme that!" He would lean over to get the photography from Gray's hand, slightly embarrassed. Gray didn't want to return. Natsu, in his most awkward moment, prepared his flaming fist and aimed to Gray's face, but he made a barrier of ice and jumped off the range.
"Come and get, hot-head" Gray provoked, swinging the picture in front of an angry Natsu. Sneaky, in the shape of a bird, Lisanna flies quickly in front of Gray's black eyes and captures the picture with her golden beak in less than a second. Then, she turns back to normal, takes the picture off her mouth and sees what was making Natsu so ashamed. It was a picture, of them both, Natsu on the right side and Lisanna on the left, in the center of the picture, a blue cat would emerge from a shattered giant egg. Behind the photography, written in red ink, a name and a shy heart drew on the side. "Lisanna".
"You kept the picture this hole time, Natsu?" Lisanna said, confronting Natsu, observing his cheeks blush. He deflected her eyes, she smiled passionately.
When Mirajane turn her eyes back to stare at Lucy, she was no longer there. She had already gone and the poster with her.
While she organized the folded clothes inside her bag, Lucy thought to herself. He wouldn't care. He was way too busy, taking back the lost time with Lisanna, "his childhood sweet-heart". Observe the emphasis on these last words. That made her very upset. Angry. The fact that Natsu could love Lisanna more than her, just by knowing Lisanna a little longer than her, bothered.
Bothered.
It bothered.
Lucy had stopped folding her clothes in the bag. Her tears came down her pink cheek, watering her hands and the folded clothes.
Then, came a sudden wish to smash something, to hit somebody, to throw something against the wall. But she didn't. She just close her hand crumpling the clothes.
There was nothing she could do.
Nothing.
She would have to accept Lisanna's presence there.
Quietly...