Crystal: I have another idea for a Nalu Story, but I don't know if it's any good, buts it's been on my mind for quite some time now. Its an Au where Lucy and Natsu are dancers, but each a different kind of style.
Name:Dance with me
Rating: 'M' for later lemon and for cursing, romance, humor, and a very touchy-sort-of-feely Natsu lol
Summary: Lucy desired to become a renowned ballet dancer, but when it came to expressing her emotions in her dance, she was a lost cause. Her new next door neighbor isn't exactly being helpful to her while blasting loud music while she tries to practice. But what she finds behind the door is an irresistible pink haired man with a same passion for dance who could just be her salvation. NALU
Pairing: NALU
The neighbor
"Dance with me", he'd said those words so casually. As to the intense gaze in his eyes and simplicity of the words, Lucy didn't understand what had compelled her to indulge this request. It was in the moment acceptance. She thought it surely was the reason, but from everything that had happened since the morning, she assumed she wanted this. Her annoyance had suddenly become curiosity.
It began with a warm and windy morning, the bright sun's rays could really lighten up the spirits of anyone, or so it seemed, that is except for the woman sitting in front of a grave stone with a bouquet of flowers at her lap. Tears poured solemnly down her face as she'd felt her world was somehow falling apart. The woman had long ash blonde locks to her hips and chocolate brown eyes, and she was currently saddened with some news she'd gotten a few moments ago. Her name was Lucy Heartfilia, 20 years old, and a ballet dancer. Said woman was sitting in front of her mother's grave as she shifted to her knees and placed the bouquet of flowers on its edge.
"H-Hey mom, I didn't make it far enough. I know that your dream as a kid was to be a dancer, but when you got pregnant with me, I know you couldn't make that wish come true. And I was so close today, but in the end, like always, I failed. Lisanna got the lead female role as Juliet and I ended up being the back up for her. Well for now that's the expected roles. Everyone congratulated me, because it's a good part, but I wanted to get the lead role to make your dream come true, mother", Lucy muttered inconsolable as she wiped at her tears. The silence wasn't able to serve her comfort. All she could think was that she had worked countless weeks to get the dances to perfection, but it still wasn't enough. She knew her mother wouldn't have seen the role as a disappointment, but she had yearned for yearned to one day make her mother's life wish come true.
However, she got her composure together, wiping the remains of her tears as a smile finally slipped onto her lips. She was determined to get the main role if it was the least thing she did. Even if she would have to continuously practice countless hours more. "Don't worry, mother. I promise, I'll work even harder, and before you know it, I'll have that role", she promised as she was going to stand ad wiping off the dirt from her leggings. She then noticed the grave beside her mother's. It was always lonely and rarely had flowers. The blonde made sure to bring extra flowers for it, but she'd forgotten this time. Lucy smiled sadly as she went to retrieve a few flowers from her mother's bouquet and placed them on the lonely grave. She felt that it must be sad to be forgotten like that.
After a few more seconds, Lucy picked up her bag and glanced back once as she headed out and towards the city.
~~xXXx~~
"Amazing work, ladies. Like this we'll be show ready before the real rehearsals even start", a brown haired man clapped his hands excitedly. He was Lucy's ballet instructor, Brandon, and one of the best in the country. They were currently doing the role auditions. The expected back up and main dancer repeated their routines to be reevaluated for a potential role switch. Lucy hoped that she'd get the desired switch. She took her position in the middle of the waxed wooden floor taking a first position stance, her arms curved downward. The music hit her ears, but she drowned it out as the moves and steps repeated in her mind. 1, 2, 3, 4. She danced the first 4 steps of the count without missing a beat making sure her arms didn't awkwardly fold over.
5, 6, 7, 8. She made sure her leap was high enough and that her triple pirouette was perfect with her leg folded up until her heel was at the side of her knee and that her hands weren't fisted as she turned. The moves were in fact too perfect as she finally finished her 4 counts assigned. "That was great and perfect like always, Lucy", Brandon gave her a small smile as he urges Lisanna to take her position. The blonde was smiling like an idiot at feeling she'd given her all during her dance. She could notice quite a few flaws in Lisanna's positions. Sometimes her toes would be curled and her arms weren't symmetrical to her form. Don't get her wrong. Lucy was great friends with Lisanna, but the blonde had yearned for recognition of her dancing since she was 10.
Once the silver head was done with her counts, Brandon stood up with a huge grin plastered on his face. "That is what I'm looking for in my Juliet! Emotion and a strike of expressions!" he clapped as he congratulated Lisanna. The blonde felt herself pale. She didn't understand why the silver head had been great. She practiced non-stop the rest of the evening and before heading home, her apartment roommate came up to her. She was a blue haired petite woman with big and bright brown eyes. "Lu-chan! The girls asked if you wanted to join us for some dinner?" the blue haired woman smiled. "I'll pass. I'm going home to practice that last dance before going to bed. You go on ahead, Levy-chan", the blonde muttered detached. She couldn't even ponder on the idea of a break with the way things seemed to be going downhill. Levy frowned slightly and even a bit confused and knew something was bothering her best friend.
She decided she'd go home with the blonde and ran off to get her things together. Lucy saw the instructor packing his stuff for the day and she overheard one of her classmates talking privately with the instructor. "Brandon, I've been thinking about trying to take the back up of Juliet", the woman muttered looking around to make sure no one listened. "Well, you'll have to work hard to brush aside, Lucy", Brandon simply chuckled at his student's competiveness. "You say it as if she's so great. Why didn't she get Juliet's part?" the girl asked not pleased with the response he'd given her. "Lucy, is a wonderful dancer. She's over the top of getting every step on the count assigned without fail. The only problem with her perfectionism is she's plain. She's stiff and kinda well…boring. Lisanna, on the other hand, may have some flaws, but the emotion she puts is beyond my expectations", the instructor chimed happily.
Lucy felt sickened. As if her insides were churning. The horrible sensation when someone talked so rudely about her. The instructor hadn't even mentioned her lack of emotion once. She covered her mouth trying not to spill a cry of disappointment as she rushed out of the building, mumbling about how she was a complete failure. "Lucy! Wait up!" Levy's voice rang as the blue haired woman caught up with her. "Levy? I thought you were going with the girls?" she asked. Levy smiled knowingly. "I'm pretty sure my best friend needs me more." Lucy smiled back although it was moreover a smile that soon led to tears. She hugged the smaller woman as she sobbed on her shoulder. Levy rarely saw Lucy upset so her crying was a sign that something was greatly pulling at her mind. They'd gotten to their apartment as the blonde explained her dilemma over two nice bowls of chocolate and vanilla ice cream.
Both girl were in their pj's consisting of tank tops and shorts that covered a bit below their ass. "At least you don't have to be the nurse. I have to be a wrinkly hag and I'm only 20!" Levy cried touching her face as if wrinkles actually decorated her face. They both couldn't help but laugh. Even Lucy managed a big laugh. The blue haired girl certainly knew how to lighten her mood despite how sour it had been. "Yeah, I know, but it doesn't hurt to keep trying", Lucy suddenly said as she stood from the bed with an empty bowl in her hands. She placed it on the side table pulling out a pink rolled up mat from under her bed. She rolled it out and made sure to stretch her back, arms, and legs. Levy faked a groan as she decided to join her.
They had begun a simple warm up they usually did in class that went from first to fifth position. Lucy had taken out her iPhone to put the music for their routine and everything seemed to be going smoothly, but as there's always peace and quiet, there's also always a disruptive force to oppose it. And it came in the form out blasting music right next to their apartment room. They had been so concentrated, that the sudden burst of noise caused both of them to stumble over each other. "It must be the neighbor giving us the usual nightly greetings", Levy chuckled sheepishly as she had landed straight on the blonde. Lucy groaned frustrated as they had attempted to continue their practice, but the music from the neighbor kept disrupting their counts.
"That's it! I'm going to tell that person to turn it down. Seriously, they act like they own the place!" Lucy grumbled as she tangled her hair in a messy bun and placed on her slippers. Levy was going to comment that what she was wearing maybe wasn't appropriate to go out to protest her annoyance, but she simply followed the blonde despite her mind's protest. Lucy stomped out and loudly banged on the door knowing whoever was listening to the music was not going to hear her tap on the door. She knocked twice before, to her surprise, the music altogether stopped. They heard a deep sigh of protest as someone shuffled with the locks on the other side. When the door opened both girls had to restrain from gaping at the sight before them. Levy squeaked something about covering herself as she left running to their room.
It was a man around her age and he was hot damn gorgeous. A true sculpture made by the gods. Or maybe he was a god. He had unruly and striking spiky pink hair and slanted emerald eyes with a pair of red loop earrings adorning his ears. He was in nothing but a pair of baggy gray sweatpants leaving his sculpted torso visible for all to see. His body was perfection from his abs to the delicious v line that led to his pants. He had a gleam of sweat on his face that was more noticeable as drops of sweat dripped down his chest and abs. He looked at her confused and blinked as she only gulped thickly. She'd never been very good at talking with guys and she'd only ever been in a relationship, but once. And he was so exposed like nothing she'd ever seen.
"Um, can I help you?" he suddenly asked. Lucy blushed furiously and fumbled over words to say until they all at once died in her throat. He hummed as if analyzing something before he suddenly pulled her into the room by the wrist and closed the door behind him. She almost panicked until he stood in front of her with hands on his hips. "Dance with me", he said simply with an almost monotonous tone of voice. "W-What?" she managed to mumble. "Dance. With. Me." He said as if she hadn't understood what he'd told her. She stood there frozen as he gave her an amused smirk and went to turn on the music once more. It was a very sensual song with a low key, slow and loud beat. He stalked towards her as he wrapped his arm around her waist, resting his hand on the small of her back.
He tangled his fingers into her own with his free hand as he was suddenly flush against her. He soon pulled her back as he led her around the room with swift movements all the while her face remained red in embarrassment. Before she understood her own actions, she'd instinctively fit his movements perfectly and he seemed to hum in pleasant surprise as he soon had a boyish grin directed her way as he twirled her around. He had given her a quick lift by grabbing her by the hips which were slightly exposed due to her shirt rolling slightly up. His fingers were warm against her skin as he set her back and led her through the movement. He paused the song with leaning her back as he held her close. They were breathing heavily and their eyes met. She blinked confused as he finally lifted her up. He went to a night table by a black leather couch and picked up a notebook and pencil and began to scribble quickly. After he seemed satisfied, he set it down and gave a blissful sigh. He turned to her with a big grin plastered on his face.
Altogether he seemed more pleasant and now extremely interested in her as opposed to when he first opened the door. "You're pretty good and very light on your feet. You gave me some pretty awesome ideas for my routine. Thanks", he chuckled. "Routine? You're a dancer?" she asked finding her voice after all this time. "Yeah, I do all kinds, but my music genre is more specific and centered. I do like to do lyrical and contemporary dance more often", he began to explain. "I'm a dancer myself. I do ballet", she slightly shrugged. "Then you must be amazing. I don't do ballet though, but you must be great at it with all the emotion you expressed just now", he smiled from his seat at the couch. She frowned suddenly as that seemed to call his attention. "That's just it. I'm not very good at emotions", she mumbled saddened. "Sure you can. You did awesome just now, and I'm sure you just need to do it on instinct. You know what? I like you. You're nice so I'll help you out with that. I'm Natsu by the way. Natsu Dragneel", he grinned widely.
He was so strange! Lucy couldn't help but think. They'd just met and he was offering to help her for no reason. "I'm Lucy. Lucy Heartfilia. Uh, thanks for the offer", she smiled sheepishly. "You can help me with this routine too! So how about at the same time here every now and then?" He questioned as she nodded slowly. "Sweet, well then night, Luce!" he chirped already getting too comfortable with calling her that. She was led to the door as she blinked confused. She turned to him as she stood in the hallway. The first thing that came to mind was how the hell had she even gotten herself into this agreement. And second, she wondered how a stranger had made her feel more alive than she's ever felt."See you tomorrow then?" she questioned after deciding she'd take the risk and enjoy life a bit more. "Yep! And by the way, cute pajamas. Really enjoyed them", he winked before closing the door. "Huh? Huh?!" she questioned aloud before looking down to see her attire. "Y-You...You pervert!" she yelled running to her room, her face beet red.
As soon as she closed the door, Levy was gaping at her. "What were you guys doing?! Huh? You did last quite some time", Levy grinned wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. Lucy looked away covering her face with her hands. "Luuccyyy! Did something interesting happen? That guys was smoking hot!" Levy giggled as she drawled out the blonde's name trying to pry out information from her. "Nothing special. I didn't know what to say and he sort of forced me to dance with him out of nowhere and well I did", she blushed twiddling with her fingers. Levy squealed pulling the blonde to the bed as the blue haired woman sat cross legged on it. Lucy joined her as her best friend urged her to continue with the information.
"He also kind of complimented my dancing and offered to give me some tips on showing more emotion in my movements", she muttered bashfully. "And you obviously said yes?!" Levy jumped impatiently. "Would you believe me if I told you I actually said yes?" the blonde laughed nervously. Levy just had to squeal once more in delight. "Lucy, you lucky witch! You get to have private lessons with that hunk?! Maybe he'll even ask you out", She sighed dreamily. "N-Nonsense. We're only having some d-dancing lessons", Lucy mumbled. "Whatever you say", the blue haired woman sang as she danced out the room. "I'm serious!" Lucy yelled running after her.
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