This is my first fanfic for this fandom! Ahhh. Hope she you enjoy just how fluffy this is! Hopefully will become one shot collection. Tell me what you think, or prompts you'd like me to do. :)
I honestly can't believe that I am actually here: And who can blame Lucy for thinking that? This restaurant was a huge deal in Fiore. As it was said to have the most mouthwatering food as well as colorful, creative cocktails. But, as with most people who have had the pleasure of eating here, different dishes or drinks keep them coming back. With The Dragon Den, it was a little different for every person who came. Hell, even Sorcerer Weekly would not shut up about it. Especially about the man behind the whole operation, Natsu Dragneel.
The cool air coming from the A/C above them was a quick relief from the hot Magnolia sun. Lucy sighed subtly in contentment, but as the most enticing smell drifted around her a moan ripped from her throat. This caused her best friend since ever to turn around and eye her suspiciously.
"Lu-Chan? Are you OK to be here?", the scent suddenly faded into the background as she realized someone was speaking to her.
"Y-yeah! Don't worry about me Levy. It's just the smell coming from the kitchen.", and for added emphasis, Lucy smiled lazily at her close friend.
Levy bobbed her head in understanding, and they turned and walked ahead to catch up with the rest of their friends.
Being seated was so surreal for Lucy. The atmosphere, the sight of food being brought out, everything was a sensory overload that caused her much anticipation for what was to come.
Thank goodness Juvia was able to get us in tonight! Lucy added with a small smirk, best part, all for free.
After all, for Juvia, having the head bartender as your boyfriend did come with perks.
As soon as the women took their seats, a neatly groomed server came out with a huge pitcher of ice water. As the table muttered it's thank yous, the man layer down their laminated menus for tonight.
Lucy, being very excited about this whole thing, leeched onto one of the menus and brought it close to her face. As she scanned through the pages of mouth watering options, her eyes grew in size. This continued on for not very long, when a large shadow engulfed the round table.
Looking up from the menu, Lucy almost gasped at this behemoth of a man. All the piercings and the very large, unruly hair, made him seem… unapproachable. But, upon hearing a strangled noise come from beside her, she craned her head towards Levy.
The pixie-esque girl looked stricken. Not the "omygosh I'm absolutely terrified" kind, but the "face flushed, heart beating in her throat" type. In fact, the waiter who had caused this reaction in Levy, very coincidentally had an an amplified sense of hearing. So imagine his surprise when he heard this peite girl's breath quicken. And from what he can deduct: because of him.
From then, through the rest of the dinner, our studded server caught a similar reaction when being too near that particular table.
Wanting to get to the eating portion of tonight, Erza cleared her throat and declared she would like to jumpstart this night by ordering a whole strawberry cream cake.
With all the ladies surrounding the outskirts of the table simply knowing what would happen if they were to deny Erza; they quickly nodded at the server and got along with their orders.
After ordering a respective salad for each of them as appetizers, he asked for their main orders. Each girl got a different variation of spicy meat, (as most things are here, they reflect the head chef. And as Sorcerer Weekly has cited, Natsu is a spice addicted, carnivore.) ranging from the peppercorn covered eight ounce, to the scorching-hot rib rack.
With his eyes lingering on his brand new, blue haired, fascination, their waiter (whose name tagged dubbed him as Gajeel) made his way to the kitchen.
Noticing the silent interactions between the two, Lucy nudged her elbow against Levy's rib cage and winked at her. Her friend hides her flushed face between her palms, Lucy chuckles to herself. Absentmindedly musing about what her own love story would be like.
Knowing little of how that was brewing back in the kitchen.
As Gajeel stumbles himself into the kitchen to drop off his latest order, the other men in the back take notice to how flushed his face is. Before any one of them could begin ribbing him, Gajeel held up a hand and began to explain. Although, quite breathlessly.
"This," he gestured to his face, "Is the result of the girl at table six."
The others' interests were now piqued. Crowding around the kitchen window, each guy noticed a different girl.
"The one with red hair? My Lord, I don't blame you!" Gajeel pulls a scowl, and shakes his head at Jellal. These idiots can't seem to see what's right in front of them!
"Juvia?! Metal head, that's my fucking girlfriend!"
"No not her! God, see what's right there before you!"
All this commotion had distracted Natsu from whatever he was doing. Pulling away from the ingredients table, the founding chef inched his way towards his horny employees.
Trying to get a glimpse of what had everyone so fifteen-year-old boy like, he moved towards the glass separating his staff from the dining room.
The woman he saw had him understanding what had everyone so… excited.
She looked so beautiful, so fucking sweet. The very definition of eye candy. Her blonde hair acted as a halo, giving her with even more angelic energy. Because, you know, it was as if she needed more attributes to add to what she already had. He could even see from here, in the goddamn kitchen, how big, bright, and brown her eyes were. Natsu knew that if given the chance, he would stare into the those orbs for as long as this celestial being would allow. He was already so whipped, that both his dick and his heart were inflating.
With much effort, he tore his eyes away from God's gift to earth, and back to his kitchen. With a quick glance around the kitchen, Natsu figured out how to score himself a brand spanking new chance at love.
The table let out a communal groan of satisfaction when they bit into the first portion of Chef Natsu's cooking. Lucy, who had been yearning to come here for the longest time, released the largest. (Which resulted in the tightening of a certain someone's pants who had been listening in from the kitchen) It didn't take long for the girls to begin wondering if it would be wise to order a second coming of the food. Before they could begin to come to a resolution, a line of servers came up to their table.
"Uh, excuse me? May I ask who those are for," Lucy gestured at the rest of the girls, "I don't believe they ordered any of this, or anything at all."
One server piped up, "Oh! Don't worry about anything. These are compliments from the chef." Lucy brought a hand up to her chest, right above where her heart should be.
"Oh how sweet! I have absolutely have no idea what we have done to deserve this. I mean, did we win a secret lottery? Or were we the millionth customers you served? Either way though, we are honored." The rest of the table murmured their agreement.
The same server corrected Lucy, much to her surprise. "Well, it's really none of those miss. These came straight from Chef to you," he raised his eyebrows "Specifically."
Feeling her cheeks heat up, Lucy pressed a cool hand onto them calm down. Natsu? Chef Natsu wanted to compliment her?! What could she have possibly done for the heavens to bless her so thoroughly? Going back to the Sorcerer Weekly magazines that had included interviews with this man, she had seen with her own two eyes the pictures that were included. She didn't exactly know how him being shirtless had anything to do with his cooking or career, but no woman on Earthland was complaining.
Oh no, especially not Lucy.
Before she could insert anything else into the conversation, the server heading the parade of neat men told her that this would be a "desert course" before putting the plate down. Lucy was partly looking forward to this, because not only did Mr. Dragneel have an appetite for spice, but the biggest sweet tooth in the world.
In front of her was what seemed to be the strawberry cream cake similar to what Erza had ordered. Lucy was proven correct as the name was announced by the present server. What really caught her eye though, was the note placed carefully on the side. Her eyes widened as she read it.
You make me blush as red as a strawberry.
Oh…
OH.
Barely containing herself. She squirmed in her seat from the new found energy she was feeling. Before she could thank the server, he had moved out of the way for the next one.
He announced that this one was called the volcano choco lava cake. This creation had her jaw on the floor, it was just like one of those science fair volcanoes. Full on sculpture with choco "lava" pouring from the opening. Immediately searching for this one's note, she picked it up gingerly and blushed harder when she finished reading it.
Because my heart feels like it's gonna explode around you.
Lucy was getting more hyped up at this point, and so was every other girl at this table. Erza being the only exception, with a sweetness tolerance like her's, she was busing devouring a Lucy's gifts. Although, she still gave Lucy the subtle wink when appropriate.
When the next sweet was up, Lucy nearly fainted at the aroma. The sweet cherry pie.
Wonder how the Chef is gonna make a note for this one. Curious by how Natsu could manipulate this one, Lucy reached for the note. Upon reading it though, she felt her whole face, from forehead to chin, turn bright pink.
When Cana snatched the note from her hands, let out a hardy laugh and passed the piece of paper around. She slapped her hands on the table, "Well, isn't he a charmer?" She could barely get the last part out before collapsing in another heap of laughter at her close friend's embarrassment.
The incriminating sentence left the table in blushes.
I wanna pop your cherry
When everyone had, thankfully, calmed down, the server who was next up set down a goldish looking bar of dessert. Lucy had heard of this! The blondie bar, seemingly better than an actual brownie. Tempted to inhale it first, she pushed that urge down and picked up the note.
Carefully peeking at it, hoping for something more, dinner suitable, she wasn't let down. After she had engulfed the treat, she couldn't help but debate which was sweeter, the blondie or the note.
Because I love your beautiful, blonde hair.
The last server had come up to bat, and although a bit disappointed, she couldn't stop herself from being extremely giddy of the prospects of this next note.
This one came in a bowl, three scoops of purplish frozen goodness. Date flavored ice cream. An odd choice, but nonetheless special.
This note, had her actually falling out of her seat.
Will you do me the honor, of going on a date with me?
Lucy felt her hand tremble as she looked at it again to make sure it was read right. Busy scanning the paper, she didn't notice a salmon haired man come up behind her. In fact, to this day she is still convinced she wouldn't have taken notice if Mira hadn't spun her around.
And there he was, the man she had deemed the sweetest on earth. Sweeter than the ice cream, the blondie, the cakes, the everything.
As she said yes to his offer of a date, Natsu had spun her around several times. In the back of her mind she could hear the patrons of The Dragon's Den applaud. But that didn't matter. What did though, was what Natsu said next. Her already full heart burst when she heard what he had to say next.
"I may enjoy fire on my stove, but you are the fire in my heart."