Hey! This is a new yuri-nalu little story I wrote for fun! It has no connection to the first chapter My singing neighbor. I decided to make this my collection of yuri-nalu drabbles. For now, there's no smut, but I have ideas for later smut one-shot hehe. I'll write my one-shots when I'm tired of writing my multi chapter fanfics :)

Please enjoy and leave a review!

I betcha

"Check this chick out, isn't she gorgeous?!"

Natsu stopped texting and rolled her eyes when she heard the snicker her friends made. She was sitting in a new café next to her university, accompanied by her three classmates she knew since middle school: Gray, Gajeel, and Loke. The last one was ogling the blonde waitress since they came in.

"Loke, would you please stop drooling over her? You're gonna get us banned from here." Natsu sighed and directed her sight towards the girl in question.

Loke was rude to stare at her like this, but he was absolutely right… The girl looked amazing. Golden straight hair tied up in a ponytail framed a delicate face illuminated by big brown eyes. She was a bit taller than Natsu, not that she minded it. Her curves were extremely…attractive. Yup, she was totally Natsu's type. And Loke's. And Gray's. Gajeel on the other hand…

"Meh. She looks like a bunny." the big guy shrugged it.

"That's right, you prefer shrimps." Natsu teased him.

"Okay, stop staring Loke, you look ridiculous…" Gray pinched Loke's ear and brought his head on the table, under the guy's loud protest. Natsu and Gajeel laughed, and saw that the pretty waitress was looking at their booth.

"Smile guys, the barbie girl is looking at you…" Natsu cackled when both guys sat up straight and snapped their head towards her. The blonde waitress giggled at their antics, and sent a waiter to take their order. Or at least that's what Natsu understood from where they were.

When she turned back, the waitress's stare lingered on Natsu… The client slowly and seductively put her chin on her hand, not taking her eyes off of the waitress who eventually broke eye contact as she smiled to herself. Interesting…

"I bet I can have her number before we get out!" Loke exclaimed in the lowest tone he could. This took Natsu out of her daze.

"Oh really?" Gray snickered. "You never have your ways with girls, you're too clingy. I bet this girl wants a real man like me, who will give her independence and-"

"Shut up, you're annoying." Gajeel cut him off. Natsu often wondered why the guy sticked with their group since he seemed so annoyed with their behavior.

At this moment, Natsu saw the waiter coming closer to their booth. She leaned forward to whisper to Gray and Loke.

"I betcha none of the guys present in this room will get her number…"she grinned. "…but why don't you two give it a shot?"

The boys blinked in confusion, until what Natsu implied sunk in their mind.

"…nooo." Loke shook his head doubtfully. "This girl? She's hella straight, look at her!"

Natsu didn't answer, she just reached her hand out to him, grinning mischievously. Loke shook it, glaring at her then smiled at the waiter who was patiently waiting for them to finish talking.

"Deal pinky." Gray shook her hand as well. They usually bet for a coffee or a meal, but this time, they would make it a free bet, since the winner would have the gorgeous girl's number.

"I'd like a hot chocolate." Loke ordered. "Really hot, like the smoking beauty who prepares them."

The waiter burst out in laughter.

"Would you like me to tell her that, sir? She'd be more than pleased to hear your declaration."

"No need to." Loke shook his head, L'Oréal style. "Just tell her to write her number on a paper, and we're good."

"All right, sir. What do your friends want here?"

"Gray will have a dark coffee, no sugar, Gajeel a lemonade, and Natsu?"

"Hey wait, don't take my order!" Gray stood up all of a sudden. "I'll ask for it myself…" he sent a devilish smirk to Loke, who sunk in his seat. They had a rule, one at a time.

"Pfff…" Natsu rolled her eyes. "As for me, I'd like an espresso. Tell your coffee maker I don't drink it straight…"

The waiter nodded and tried hard not to smile. Loke was sending her daggers.

"I'm definitely sure you're wrong."

"Did you ever see me be wrong?" Natsu asked him.

"…no. Fuck." Loke cursed while Gajeel laughed.

Soon they saw Gray start a conversation with the object of their desire. She laughed at a joke he made… Could Natsu be wrong? Well, they'd see the answer soon. Anyway, her smile was amazing. She could watch her laugh for hours. What sappy thoughts did she have now? Pfff.

When the waiter came back with their orders, Gray was still conversing with the girl, laughing loudly as to mock the unlucky losers.

"A lemonade for the big guy…" the waiter served Gajeel who glared at him.

"A hot chocolate for the playboy with the number you asked for…"

"No way!" Loke took the paper then sulked. "It's the emergency call number…"

"She said it's because you obviously have a concussion." The waiter smirked, while Gajeel and Natsu laughed.

"And as for you miss…" Natsu looked at him, a bit scared, but not showing it. "She said she doesn't have espressos anymore, and asks you to come tell her your new order."

"What?!" Loke yelled in a high pitch tone. "everybody has an espresso in this place!"

Natsu ignored him. She smiled and stood up.

"And she doesn't drink it straight either. Interesting huh?" The waiter whispered in her ear, with a knowing smile.

"Indeed…"

"So…can I have your number?" the guy named Gray asked her with puppy dog eyes. Well, his kind of puppy dog eyes, since she had never met someone looking so cold. Even when he joked he kept a serious face. Oh, he was nice. But…

"I'm sorry…" she made an apologetic face. "I'm…already interested in somebody…"

"Oh…" Oh my, he looked so sad. She hated that…

"I can set you up with my friend Juvia over there if you want…" she pointed at a beautiful bluenette who was taking orders in the other side of the café. "She's been looking at you since the beginning."

Gray looked thoughtfully at Juvia, making her blush –because of course she was still paying attention to him from the corner of her eyes.

"Oh, why not." he sighed. "I didn't have a date in ages."

"Good." She smiled and took a pen to write her number on a paper. "I hope you'll call her."

Gray thanked her, and looked like he wanted to keep talking to her, but she saw his pink haired friend coming over. Now it was time for Gray to go away. The guy understood pretty well when he looked over her shoulder and saw his friend wink at him. He huffed and joined the other guys at their booth, leaving the waitress contemplate the girl who was now in front of her.

To say she was beautiful was an understatement. Some people were beautiful, with nothing more to say. But this girl…she had a unique charm nobody else but her could possess. She had very long messy pink hair, partly hidden under a black beanie. An eyebrow piercing gave her a little punkish style. Her eyes looked dark from afar, she couldn't tell the color, but they were extremely attractive and expressive, almost blazing. When she looked at her with that mischievous stare, she felt her heart racing, and had to control the blush that wanted to color her cheeks.

"Hi. I heard you don't have espresso anymore?" she leaned on her forearms, giving a good view of her clivage.

"Yes, that's too bad huh?" she turned around to make an…espresso for a customer. What a pathetic excuse she gave.

"What are you doing then?"

"Um…" she turned again to face her. Her pretty face was smirking, but not in a mean way. More in a I-totally-busted-you-and-I'm-very-fine-with-it way. "Another kind of coffee."

Her eyes were green. But a very dark shade of green. She had never seen that before.

"Okay…Lucy right?" she was looking at her badge, where her name was printed. "Can I get another kind of coffee please?"

"Only if you tell me your name. You know mine after all, it's good business." Lucy didn't know where the boldness came from, but she liked it. And the pinky too apparently, as she raised an impressed eyebrow.

"Hm…interesting. But I think I prefer to let you guess my name."

"Are you a player like the stupid cat looking boy over there?" Lucy narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"Careful, that's my friend you're talking about!" she laughed. "I'm not his kind of player. I like to stick with the same person and make myself…essential for her."

Lucy laughed, hoping her hands didn't shake, because oh my, her voice, her words and her deep eyes were a pretty efficient cupid. The waitress decided to play bold as well. She leaned on the counter as well, closing a lot of space between them.

"And I'm the kind of partner you can't get enough of… at least when I decide to give myself."

"And what does it take to make you give yourself, dear?" she asked playfully.

"A number, two or three politically correct dates, and a name…" she pulled away in order to hand the coffee cup to her fellow waiter, who couldn't help to wiggle his eyebrows at them.

"So you're the politically correct kind of girl…" the pinky rubbed her chin as she stared at her. Lucy prepared another cup for the next order.

"Yes, so?" she asked and frowned when the girl laughed.

"Nothing, it's just that you're gonna have to hang on, because I'll rock your world."

"What a cheesy pick up line." Lucy smirked.

"It's not a pick up line. I already picked you up the moment when you asked my name."

This time Lucy couldn't stop the blush, nor her heart skip a beat.

"So cocky…" she put her hands on her hips, and she caught the pinky's gaze flicker on her generous curves. Lucy smirked. "I'm not for granted, dear stranger."

"What if I officially ask you to be my date next Saturday?" she grinned goofily. It gave her face a whole new look, a childish adorable one.

"I may consider it…if you give me your name."

"There we go again. The never ending circle. Somebody will have to cave before I leave the café you know." the girl sighed, half laughing. She was stubborn, and Lucy was too proud to give up.

"FLAME BRAIN! NATSU! YOUR PHONE'S RINGING IT'S YOUR DAD!" Gray yelled from his booth.

The girl pinched the bridge of her nose and laughed nervously. Soon Lucy followed her.

"Natsu huh…" Lucy tested her name, loving the feeling of it on her tongue. It seems like the aforementioned girl liked it too.

"Game's over. Too bad. You didn't even try to guess." she pouted cutely.

"But you earned a politically correct date from the girl of your dream, you can't win all the time…" Lucy winked as she took a pen and a piece of paper.

"Politically correct…keep telling yourself that." Natsu smirked devilishly and took the paper with Lucy's number on it. "Well, I guess I have to take that call, my dad is really psychotic when I don't answer. See you on Saturday, Lucy?"

"With great pleasure…Natsu."

Lucy watched her date walk away, a smile plastered on both their face. She already knew she wouldn't get enough of her.

Bonus :

"Oh maaaan, why do you always get the super hot ones Flame Brain?"

"Because I'm hot and you're not?"

"Shut up."

"Hey at least you got a date too. Loke's the only one who's alone now!"

"I'm better off alone. No girl can understand my perfection."

"Geehee."

A/N : the "I don't drink my espresso straight." is a pick up line I found on tumblr, and found very funny!