A/N: Hilo:D
I've decided that I'm basing the plot of the story from a song called, "Your Love is a Song" by Switchfoot. Every verse of it I'm going to use as a chapter name, and have it basically be based on each line of the song, so I know what the story is going to evolve into already. The song's brilliant, so I hope this fic gives all the feels that come with the song.

Also, I moved this story from my old account, and rewrote it all to improve it.

Reviews and constrictive criticism are appreciated and I will do my best to write the story.

Note: I didn't come up with the idea of basing every line of a song on a chapter. I saw lots of peeps were doing it and I was like, YAY plotted out already = NO WRITERS BLOCK :,D (Hopefully..?)

DISCLAIMER: Sadly I don't own Fairy Tail. If I did there would be more romance, more fluff ...etc. :P also I don't own Switchfoot, or their song, obviously.

Summary: Lucy Heartfillia's mother died from a rare disease, a disease that Lucy discovered she had been unlucky enough to inherit. After finding out her time left is limited, she sees things differently, and more openly taking in everything she can, while she has the chance to do it. But before her chance is over, she decides she wants to experience an emotion she's never felt before. She gives the selfish request to her most trusted friend, Natsu, but with twisting events in the running, will this had been a good decision, or one that brings even more pain along with it?

The sun shined brightly through Lucy Heartfilia's apartment window, the rays of the golden light traveling right before her gently closed eyes as she laid soundly on her bed. It was like an alarm clock telling her morning was here, and it was time to wake up for another busy day. Her steady breath was coated with leftover residences of sleep as she rose up from her comfy night get away. The girl outwardly stretched her long thin arms into the air, letting out a deep yawn as usual after leading up on a goodnights sleep, moving around her lips that were chapped from the long nights dry air.

'It sure seems nice out today!' she thought to herself, glancing out the window noticing how warm and inviting it looked outside, just as her bed felt at the moment. She wondered what job Erza picked out for them today, yet was apprehensive about the answer of that due to the fact the scarlet haired Mage was ecstatically tickled talking about it.
Lucy could only hope it was something easy, or rewarding rather than "creative".
After all, "creative jobs" with Erza almost always had something to do with performing for a mass crowd or posing for an artist who was looking for inspiration. The blonde was not interested in at the least, especially since every time they finished the job and got paid, the reward money went straight to the cost of fixing things that they destroyed while performing, or towards the artists' creations that Erza had to have. This left her with barely enough money to cover for rent, even combined with the leftovers of the last job.

Well, if it was a job like that, she figured she'd just stay home since it wouldn't really be worth it.
'Maybe I'll even work on some ideas for my next novel. I'm sure Levi will approve…' she thought, a grin forming at the tips of her lips at this idea. She did feel an urge to write lately, and Levi was getting impatient after the last book's cliff hanger she cruelly ended it with.

Her roaming thoughts were momentarily interrupted by a strange sound.

After listening closer, she knew what it was.

It was the rhythm of heavy breathing going in, and out steadily, along with some muffled mumbles…That obviously wasn't hers. Currently, she wasn't breathing at all.
The chocolaty brown eyes that she possessed grew in size, her pupils dilating with surprise when she realized the only one occupying her bed was not just her alone. Slowly, she turned only her head towards the sound, the rest of her staying as still as a rock. She looked like and owl.

"GAHH!" She yelled out surprised by what she saw, her arms following her yell and flailing in the air like a maniac. The sudden jolt erupted for them made her fall backwards off of the left side of her bed that was holding both her, and the peach haired boy Natsu Dragneel. She landed with a hard thud, luckily not hitting her head in the process. The sound made Natsu roll over to the side of the bed she fell from, laying now spread out on his back, not even batting an eye lid the entire time. That guy really was a heavy sleeper.

….Heavy sleeper, eh?

"Hehehehhh…"
Lucy's laugh sounded that of an evil villain's, plotting to get revenge on his arch nemesis after just conjuring up a devious plan. She even had an ornery cat grin to make her seem even creepier, sort of like Happy's when he saw fish.

This, this was very tempting. Oh so very much….It was more tempting than what she could handle.
And so naturally, she gave into the temptation of her idea.

She figured just after few little doodles maybe he'd learn his lesson to not intrude into HER house and sleep in HER bed.
'And with me in it, too!' The girl ranted.

She slowly got up and gently tip-toed, though even if she didn't it probably wouldn't wake him, over to her desk that had various papers and books scattered around the top of it. Her slender fingers opened a long drawer, causing a slight squeaky noise to sound from the desk hinges.

"Marker, marker…" she whispered, rummaging through different utensils in the drawer.
"Oh for heaven's sakes, where is it?"
The constant sound of movement finally came to a satisfying halt.

"AH-HA!" She said, raising her voice aloud by mistake.

Imminently after she covered her mouth with her hands, and took a quick glance behind her at Natsu to see if she had awakened him from his slumber. Of course, he was still sound asleep like a newborn child….But this time, he was actually drooling. All over Lucy's favorite orange frilled pillow.

Oh, he would pay.

She took the marker and walked over to the side of the bed closest to the Dragon Slayer, the popping sound of the black cap coming off meaning she meant business. After thinking up a few devious ideas, she went to work on her master piece.

"Hehehehe… That should teach you!" She mumbled, while snapping the cap back onto the black marker and looking over her latest drawings on Natsu's face.

She drew black bags under his eyes to make him look like an old man, cat whiskers lining his rosy cheeks, a French curvy three shaped mustache on the top of his lips along with a complementary go-tee beard, and drawn drool going down the bottom of his mouth. Now that she was done with that, it was time to play innocent little spirit-mage girl.
After seeing him fidget around, she assumed he was going to wake up soon and to pull the "I-didn't-do-anything" act off, she had to be 'sleeping' and flat out straight faced clueless. Cluelessness was something she mastered when it came to life; it gave her the ability of doing much less. For example, getting out of cooking when Gray, Erza, and Natsu decide they were hungry and wanted her to cook for them over at her apartment. They stopped asking for her to perform the task after she put on a show of making burned rice mixed with eggs and tuna every time they asked they asked for a meal. Happy always liked it, though.

She slowly crawled herself onto the noisy springy bed and gently lifted up the covers, sliding under them gracefully and plopping her head down onto the pillow. She was faced towards Natsu, examining her drawings and silently giggling to herself making sure everything she drew was perfect, all the while leaning halfway off the bed trying to stay as far away from him as possible. They looked like magnets with both negatives sides facing the same direction. This was awkward after all, especially if someone came in that didn't know the situation...
Maybe she shouldn't have drawn on him?...Nah, who was she kidding.

He drooled on her pillow.

She glanced down at his white embroidered scarf that fell low over his collar bone, revealing his long toned neck. With each breath he breathed in, the odd scar he had lining the bone there shifted. She'd always wondered how he got such a mark, but figured it was probably caused as result of a difficult job or something. But for him to scar, it must have been a pretty deep cut what with dragon scaled skin and everything.
The sight of him was almost mesmerizing; he actually looked sort of innocent when he slept… Vulnerable, almost. To think someone as destructive as him could let his guard down for even a moment like this... It made her feel honored that he trusted her enough. Yes, he does fall asleep on various occasions looking gross and strange most of the time, but he never looked like he did now, so innocent... She wanted almost to reach out and…
Wait what.
What was she just thinking?
Natsu innocent sleep mode must have a weird effect on people.
She looked away after giving him one last glance, quickly readjusting her brown eyes.
'Bad Lucy.' She cursed at herself after thinking Natsu could actually be decently innocent.

The boy sure was taking a long time to wake up… It had almost been thirty minutes since she slipped back into bed to wait for him.

'This guy really has no sense of time…' She thought. True, it was only eight aclock' in the morning or so, but he had to be getting up soon... Erza would be mad if they were late on the meet up. But maybe sleeping a little longer wouldn't be that bad. That is, if she could sleep with a boy who ate flames for breakfast and could survive a nuclear bomb a few inches away from her.

'Oh, well. I can manage...'
And manage she did.

And when she awoke, Natsu was gone and she was comfy and tucked in bed neatly… But also-
"CRAP, I'M LATE!"
...She slept in.

A/N: This is all for now, hoped you guys liked it:). I'll update soon either way, but reviews would help to boost my updates and, eh, "Pumped-ness" :D *insert heart here*

Till next time,

-SongBird