2: Ha! Good Thing I Was Tired!
For the next two hours, Natsu and I, talked in turns. We would talk for a few minutes, stare out the window, talk some more, sit there quietly, talk again, sleep, and then talk once more.
It was…weird, to be completely honest.
At first we didn't really know what to say, and just started to talk about lame things like the weather, or politics, but that was utterly boring.
So we soon stopped talking, where I resumed my stance of placing my chin in my palm, while leaning against the airplane window, as Natsu just sat there.
It had probably been like that for at least ten minutes, until I was itching with boredom, so I asked,
"What's it like being rich?"
Yes…that's just how blunt I am.
When I asked him that, he had burst into a fit of random laughter, which was actually a little cute. I didn't mean to laugh, but I had, and he had stopped to watch me snort. Yes, snort my ass off, because that's what I do when I laugh. I'm a laugh-snorter…or a snort-laugher….ehh, something like that.
Of course, that just made him laugh even more, until we started receiving dirty looks from all of the other passengers, and I swear I heard Sting once yell at us to shut the hell up. I guess they really don't know how to make us not laugh, because all of those glares and "mutters" only led to the flight attendants coming over here and "politely" asking us to be quiet. It was hard…and I mean hard, to not laugh, but somehow we finally got over our laughing fits, and just decided to giggle ever so often about it.
However, I also noticed that Natsu never really answered my question almost a full five minutes later, so…five minutes later, I asked him again, where it only led to a serious case of deja vu.
Finally, after us controlling my snorts and his laughs once more, he answered the damn question that had brought down all of this doom…of laughter.
"Well I don't know…I mean…this sounds really bad, but I've never been poor so I can't really compare it to anything. I just know what it's like to live my life, and in that package there was money," he said.
And with that…we returned back to a silence that was deadly stiffening. I wanted to ask or say anything, but I had thought that it might be considered rude or something…until he asked me something.
"So what takes you to the resort?"
I had looked up startled, and I told him that it was the job and so on and so on…
After that we had talked pretty normally for two people who had just met several hours before, and we finally ended our conversation on the note of whether or not we liked turtles.
So that was definitely…interesting.
When the plane finally landed, we muttered our goodbyes, and that was that.
He was gone, and going to go from resort to resort with his money while I was going to stay here for a week, and then go back to the very interesting life that I have.
Now, why did that seem so depressing?
I shrugged it off, and rolled my carryon into the airport, to wait for Mira and Sting. They had been seated a few seats back from me, so they were probably going to be here soon…ah, there they were.
"Lucy!" Mira yelled, not so softly, as she caught up to where I was standing.
She glanced at my carryon and asked,
"Have you not gotten your check in bag yet?"
I laughed, and shook my head.
"Nah. I was waiting for you, but yeah I suppose I'll go get it," I said.
"Oh waiting for me were you?" Sting asked, cockily, finally catching up to us.
I gave him a glare in return and simply strutted off to go and get my check in.
I vaguely heard his laughter, but I decided to ignore the cocky bastard.
I soon got my check in, and returned to Mira and Sting, who were sitting down, waiting. When they saw me, Mira called the car, and there we sat, waiting to go to this wonderful resort that Mira had tickets to.
I looked around, curious, and before I realized what I was actually doing, I was looking for someone.
Not just a someone, but a certain pink-haired, rich someone.
Until that is, I realized that I was unconsciously looking for him.
I blushed, and glared at my shoes.
Now why had I been looking?
"The car's here," Mira said.
I smiled, and Sting nodded, before we gathered our bags and headed towards a trip of a lifetime.
Or at least…my trip of a lifetime.
…..
"Lucy we're here," Mira said softly, while rubbing my shoulder to wake me up.
I groaned, and in response I heard that jackass boss of mine snort.
Damn him and—oh I could just not think straight.
Why was I so tired all of a sudden anyways?
"We're here?" I asked, realizing that I was just repeating her words.
Like I said…why the hell was I so tired?
"What the hell Blondie? Did you not sleep on that plane or anything? You're making me tired, so stop it damnit," Sting said with that irritating voice of his.
I blushed when I remembered that yes, indeed I did sleep on the plane…more like on a very handsome man's shoulders on the plane, but same difference.
However, I would not give Sting the benefit of an answer, so I just remained quiet as I stretched, and hastily got out of the black sedan that Mira had arranged earlier on this week.
I looked up at the resort in which I would be staying for the next week, and gaped up at it. It looked absolutely amazing, and it was sad that all I was thinking about right now was a soft, warm bed to go and sleep in instead of the classic thoughts such as swimming, massages, guys, and etcetera etcetera.
"Isn't it just wonderful?!" Mira exclaimed excitedly, as she exited the sedan as well. Even Sting looked impressed with it, and I just smiled widely showing her that yes, indeed it was wonderful.
However, all I wanted to do was sleep…
"Well let's go check in," Sting announced. "I want to make sure it's a place worthy of me."
I scoffed at his inability of modesty, but kept my mouth shut, not really looking forward to an argument when I wanted to pass out from exhaustion.
Mira chuckled and agreed, quickly leading us to the largest hotel in the resort. I looked up at the name.
What kind of name was Fairy Hills?
I shrugged, and we walked in. Sting immediately bee lined for the check in desk, and Mira and I actually had to run a little to catch up to his sudden ability to get there in a flash. When we arrived, Sting seemed to be arguing with the poor lady.
"What do you mean that the best room is already lent out?" he snarled.
The lady flinched back, but regained her composure and said just as forcefully,
"Sir, we're sorry, but our best room is currently reserved for another. You can get the next best, however. Just sign here and—" Sting cut her off.
"No! Absolutely not. I'm just not going to—" This time it was my turn to cut my asshole of a boss off.
"Geez, would you just shut up and settle with a room? You obviously can't get the room, because someone else actually reserved it, so just deal with it!"
He gave me his sharpest glare, but meanwhile remained quiet as he signed the piece of paper. The lady threw me a thankful glance, and I just smiled, and signed for a room too. Mira soon followed, and she paid giving the lady her tickets.
We all hurried onto the elevator, and I looked at the random poster that was taped in it. It was an ad for Dragneel Enterprises.
What the hell?
Creepy coincidence…
"So Lucy, what are you going to do first?" Mira asked, excitedly, as she broke into my thoughts. However, before I could even think about my answer, I just replied,
"Sleep."
I had still been staring at the poster.
"What? Oh…okay then. I guess we can do something later…" Mira trails off, as I just nod distantly.
Why was I still staring at the poster?
"Miss Princess! Hello?! The elevator stopped, so unless you want to spend your life going up and down in a fucking elevator, I suggest you hurry your sexy, blonde-haired body up!"
Oh. We're already here.
"Whatever Sting," I muttered as I took a step out of the elevator.
Now that I think about it, didn't Natsu say that he was here to visit his resort to donate something…an orphanage, wasn't it? So, maybe he's staying here, and maybe he's staying in that room that Sting wanted so badly!
Everything clicked together, and I finally wasn't so bothered as to why there was a Dragneel Enterprises sign in the elevator.
I mean come on…who the hell puts signs in elevators just for the fun of it?
I laughed, which in turn only got me a few startled looks, and one annoyed look from Sting.
Seriously…this guy was going to ruin my vacation.
I stopped laughing, and gave a sigh. I just walked towards my room, room key in hand, and opened it.
Holy crap…
IT WAS HUGE.
I ran towards the bed and plopped down on it, feeling the comfort of the silky, satin sheets.
I was in heaven…and what was that?
I popped m head up when I thought I heard something distinctly familiar to a shower.
Was someone taking a shower in my room?!
I stood up, barely managing to brush myself off, and stealthily walked towards what I assumed was the bathroom.
The shower appeared to be turned off now, and I just inched closer and closer towards the door until that is of course, it was opened to reveal a certain someone who I had just been thinking about.
"Lucy?!" Natsu exclaimed, quickly tightening his towel around his waist.
I swear I was fifty shades of red right now, blushing head to toe.
Damn….I thought he looked good before? Well that was before I'd seen him, shirtless, with a good old set of abs.
My head whipped down, as I was suddenly interested in my shoes.
Wow. My shoes looked old and worn out. I really needed to get some new ones. I mean these are just so—
"Umm… Lucy… not to be rude or anything, but what exactly are you doing in my room?" Natsu asked, walking a little bit towards me.
Well that wasn't the right thing to do, you freaking walking hazard! I mentally screamed that at him over and over again, as he just got closer and closer…
I backed up, and tripped over my old-ass shoes, causing me to fall down right on my butt.
Yeah. It was that type of fall.
"Lucy!" he exclaimed, hurriedly rushing to help me up.
I took his hand, and he pulled me up, causing me to run into him, as I found my footing.
Now I was blushing a hundred shades of red.
He just looked over me, with one perfectly raised eyebrow, and honestly, I thought it looked pretty damn silly.
I bit down on my lip, trying to control my laugh, when I realized what he just said.
Wait…his room?!
Nuh uh. This was my room, so why was it his room as well?!
Well of course that makes perfect sense!
I seemed to have said that last thought out loud because Natsu asked,
"What does?"
I peeked up at him, and just chuckled.
"Apparently they screwed up our rooms, because I'm quite certain this is my room," I explained.
"Really?" he asked.
I only nodded, and he shrugged and just muttered a small,
"Huh. "
He walked over to a suitcase that of course I failed to notice before and grabbed a few clothes, soon returning back into the bathroom.
When he shut the door, I just stood there, a little unsure of what to do, so I knocked on the door.
"Uh…what do you mean "huh"? Shouldn't we like…tell someone?!" I asked, maybe a little too impatiently. I heard a faint laugh and his reply was,
"Obviously, but do you really want me to go down with you in nothing but a towel?"
My blush, of course, only reddened at his words, and I managed to mutter a small no in response.
So, I went over to the bed and just resumed what I had been doing earlier.
Geez…it was so freaking comfortable!
I faintly heard the door opening, but before I realized what was happening—I had fallen into a deep slumber that not even the gates of hell opening could wake me from.
….
When I jolted up from sleep, I realized that it was really dark, not to mention quiet.
I looked around frantically, noticing that I was in the hotel room—in the bed—where I apparently had fallen asleep.
I also noticed Natsu sleeping in a chair, which was facing me, as his head rested on the opposite side of the bed.
Oh and just another thing I noticed was that I was under the covers and surrounded by pillows, which I suppose gave me comfort.
I glanced once more at Natsu at his sleeping face, and smiled.
Geez…he was really nice, wasn't he?
I hesitantly stood up and walked over to him to tap him on the shoulder. He slowly woke up, and it was kind of funny watching him blink rapidly as he adjusted to the lack of light. He noticed it was me, and grinned sheepishly, or that's what it looked like at least…
"Oh, you're up," he said.
I nodded, still smiling, and said,
"Yeah. I am. Why didn't you wake me up?"
This time it was his turn to grin, as he responded,
"I did, but you were like passed out, so in the end, I just went down alone, and got arrangements planned for tomorrow to settle everything. When I came back up, you were kind of shivering so I just put the covers over you, and placed pillows around you, cuz I wasn't really sure if maybe you would like…fall or something."
I grinned wider, and said a simple,
"Well thanks, I guess."
He only nodded in acknowledgement.
I sat down on the bed, and took out my phone.
Geez it was two fifty-three in the morning.
That is way to early, or way too late…hmm, wasn't really sure which it was.
"And you slept on a chair?" I asked breaking the silence.
"Yeah, I did. I figured you'd probably want…space," he explained.
"Oh," I said.
Why was I disappointed by the fact that he didn't just sleep beside me?
"Doesn't your back hurt or something?" I asked, continuing the conversation. He grimaced ever so slightly, as if he was just now realizing that indeed backs start to hurt when you sleep in an uncomfortable position, especially a chair.
"Err…yeah, a little, I guess," he admitted. I could vaguely see a blush, which of course, only made me blush.
"You know you could sleep in the bed if you wanted," I said.
He looked a little confused.
"Then…where would you sleep?" he asked, completely sincere.
I bit back a laugh.
"I would too sleep in the bed, but just make sure you don't touch me," I said, adding a small threat to the last three words.
He laughed.
"That would make me a pervert, wouldn't it?" he cheekily asked.
This time, I allowed my laugh to break through, and quickly responded,
"Right. It's because you're too young to be a pedophile…well a pedophile compared to me, however if it was a small child then—"
"All right, all right, I got it. Scoot over, would you?"
I held back a squeal of happiness, and I assumed too-late hormones.
He quickly got settle in besides me, and I just stayed utterly still, taking in his slow breaths that seemed to be the only sound in the room.
"Natsu?" I asked, softly.
"Yeah?" he asked, just as softly.
"Good night," I said, turning over to face away from him, so he couldn't see the ridiculous grin on my face. I heard him chuckle, and he just said,
"Good night Lucy."
My grin only widened, as I quickly drifted back off to sleep only listening to his soft, slow breaths.
I guess so far...
this vacation was pretty good.
*Hi! I updated finally! Are you happy? Haha well I actually loved writing this chapter! Oh and yes, I KNOW that Fairy Hills is the name of the girl's dormitory for Fairy Tail, but it sounded like a good name for the hotel in my opinion, ne?
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