**Lucy's Point Of View**

'Hey mom, my first day at Death Weapon Meister Academy was fun, but my friend Natsu, the one a told you about a few days ago, made us a little late. He slept in too late and convinced me to make him breakfast; the one good thing is, the teacher himself was late too.

There's a kid named Blackstar, he's a bit of a pain.. But my other friend, Tsubaki, says he's sweet, and can be caring, that he's just arrogant. The principal of the school, Lord Death, has a son named Kid. He has really bad OCD. In the middle of lunch, he had a total melt down because Blackstar punched a hole in the wall.. He and Soul were fighting.. But I'm having here. I'm glad I decided to move.

Love you,
Lucy.'

I set down my pencil, put my letter in an envelope, and put it in a small, blue box. I shove the small box underneath my bed and stretch out my back.

It was the late afternoon; we have just finished all of our classes. So that means Natsu is somewhere in our small apartment.

"LUCYYYYY! I'M HUNGRY! MAKE ME FOOD!"

I sigh, I swear, all that guy does is eat. I walk down the hall, and into the small living room. I lean against a wall and cross my arms. "Natsu, you should really learn how to cook your self."

He groans. "But Luce! I like your cooking! And plus, I burn every meal I try to make!" He sits upside down on the couch with his head almost touching the floor, and his feet leaning against the wall. He throws his hands over his face to cover it.

I roll my eyes. "Want me to teach you?" He uncovers his face slowly, showing a huge grin on his face. "Really? You would do that?"

"Well duh, what if I'm not here one day and you starve?"

He thinks about that for a bit and shrugs. "Well, okay, I guess you have a point. But if you're gone, then where would you be?"

"Probably at a friends studying or hanging out, I dunno, why?"

"Because you're not aloud over at guys places. Not without me, at least.."

I sigh, "Whatever" and go into the kitchen, with Natsu following; after he rolled over and flopped on the floor with a loud thud.

"Okay, let's start off with something simple. like.. tacos? I'm pretty sure you cant start tacos on fire." I say, he just gives a small shrug. "I'll find a way.. I started mac and cheese on fire so.. I wouldn't be surprised."

I stare at him blankly. "Seriously?" he nods. I sigh and grab some meat out of the fridge. I put it there this morning, planning to use it for dinner.. I just really hope he doesn't burn it. Meat is pretty expensive.

I turn on the stove and grab a pan. I put the oil in the pan and turn to Natsu. "You got all that?" I ask. He hesitates, but nods.

There's a loud bang at the front door. "Lucy!" I hear a muffled yell, sounding a bit like Loke. I turn off the stove, but before I could go to the door, Natsu grabs my wrist and spins me around. "Please don't answer him, I don't like how he takes your attention away from me." He whispers; he makes this puppy, pouty face as he tries to stop me.

"I'm sorry Natsu, but he's a friend, and I help my friends. As you already know." I pull my hand out of his grip and I head to the front door.

When I open the door, Loke barges in and sits on the couch. "Dammit Lucy! I need advise! Why the hell does she like that blue haired idiot!?" Loke runs his fingers through his hair and glances up at me.

I sigh and roll my eyes. "You're still freaking out about that?" He nods slowly. "I'm way better than him! I treat girls with respect, I have amazing hair, my smile is utterly charming, and I also am extremely understanding!" His voice got louder the more he spoke.

I sit next to him and pat his back. "Calm down, Loke, you can't have everyone. Besides, not every girl will fall for you." I whisper. He stands up and yells in my face, "Really?! Maybe it's because no guy ever liked you! But it's not the same for me! If you wont help me, then what's the point?!"

Loke raises his fist, but just before Natsu grabs his forearm to stop him. I look up at Loke, worried that he's going to break free of Natsu's grasp.

I freeze in place, before I realize that I have a chance to run. I leap off the couch and run behind a chair, close to the front door. Natsu looks like he's looking down at the floor, but really, he was glaring at him, slowly tightening his grip.

I know that because Loke uses his free hand to try and pry Natsu's fingers off, but with no luck. He starts to moan in pain, and I bet Nastu could've broken his wrist, if I hadn't tried to stop him.

"Natsu! Stop it!" I scream, as I try and pull his hand off of Loke's wrist. Loke screams louder, showing that his grip did not loosen one bit. "NATSU!" I shout. I hit his back to try and make him release Loke.

Slowly, it seemed like Natsu began to calm down. Then all at once, he drops Loke.

Loke rubs his wrist as he shoots a glare at Natsu. "The Hell?!" He yells. Natsu has this weird, dark, deadly aura around him. I let out a small sigh of relief. Natsu picks up Loke by the collar of his shirt and brings his face close to his own, and mutters between his teeth, "If you ever, and I mean ever, if you try to hurt, or even threaten Lucy again, you will regret it until the day you die. understand?"

Loke nods really fast before Natsu lets him go. Loke falls to his knees but quickly scrambles to his feet and runs out of the apartment.

I whisper, in a low, almost to scratchy or horse voice to be heard. "Natsu, Why the Hell did you try to hurt him?"

He turns to face me, with a bored expression on his face. "Because he almost hurt someone I care about."

For some reason, that made me mad. It snapped something inside of me. "But you cant protect everyone Natsu! Sometimes, people get hurt, even if you try your hardest to protect them! Why can't you understand that?!" I shout, finding myself on my knees, with tears in my eyes.

"Dammit" I mumble, as I wipe away my tears.

I look up at Natsu when I'm sure I wont start crying. If I do that, then it makes me look weak.

I stand up and walk a few steps away from him, towards the hall that leads to my bedroom. "You can find something your self to eat, by the way.' I storm into my room, and close the door quietly.

I lean against the closed door, bringing my knees to my chest, before I bury my face into my knees and start to cry.

Only two days since I switched to Fairy Tail High/DWMA and I broke. New record, honestly. I usually never brake in front of people like that.

I don't bother changing into my sleepwear, or even go into bed.

**Morning**

The last thing I remember from last night, was a dark figure picking me up in his arms. I know it was a him because I could tell from his muscles and the way he picked me up; gently and prince-like.

When I woke, I found my self snuggled in my bed; not on the floor. I wake up to the smell of bacon and smoke..

I jump out of my bed and run into the kitchen, almost bumping into walls on the way there.

I go into the kitchen to see Natsu, with smoking bacon on the stove. I don't think there's any other way to describe how I feel, all but one way: facepalm. But seeing Natsu with such a guilty expression, I couldn't help but laugh.

"What the heck? You look like a puppy who just got scolded!" I lean against the counter top so I don't fall over from laughing.

Natsu rolls his eyes, but gives me a quick grin. "Glad to see you're back to normal, Luce."

I give him a cheesy grin and I take over cooking breakfast. Mostly so we wont have to pay a bill for starting a fire.

**Soul's Point Of View**

This morning was like any morning: Maka and I pretty much ignoring each other until we fully wake up, and eat.

It usually takes about a half hour till we talk. But by then, Maka is reading. So I usually have to wait.

But today was different.

She talked to me, she didn't read, or even get dressed.

She walked right into my room and sat on my bed.

"Hey, Soul?" She asks, I sit up and rub my eyes, yawning a "Yea?"

She looks at my scarred chest, and takes a deep breath before she spoke again. "What did you mean the day when you asked if we wuld still be cool after the new kids got here? I mean, we are partners, so why would you worry?"

I sigh and cross my legs underneath the blankets. "Well, I didn't mean it partner wise. Or school wise. I meant.. To ask if we would still talk and stuff, outside of class and school. I worried you would find someone better than me, and I would just turn into a guy you only talk to for school." I look up at her face as she processed what I have just said. "Man, it's so not cool for me to do that..."

Maka giggles and ruffles my white hair. "It was too cool, Soul. You don't have to worry about that kind of stuff. I'm here to stay, and you're stuck with me. So you better not go off and find someone else better than me." She gives me a little wink, and I smile in response.

I look down at my blankets, trying not to meet Maka's gaze. She stares at me, like she's tying to burn a hole on the top of my head. I sigh, feeling like now would be the time that I should confess to her.

"Soul, what aren't you telling me?"

"That.. I, uh.." I stutter. I take a deep breath and clench my fists together under the blankets.

I look up, meeting her gaze head on, before I speak again. "Maka. I'm afraid you'll find a new guy that you like more than me, because I like you. No, not as a friend, or partner. I mean as in.. I love you."

She looks at me in utter shock, trying to find words to say to my sudden out burst. But before she could say anything, I get out of my bed, still in my boxers. I leave the room and head into the kitchen. I grab a glass and pour some orange juice in it.

When I take a sip from the glass, I feel small arms wrap around my chest. I don't move, I just set down the glass and stand there. Maka tightens her grip around me, and I feel her face burry into my back. "I love you too, Soul." She whispers into my bare back.

I smile to myself and I unwrap her arms from around me. I spin around and hug her tightly, not wanting to ever let go. Man, I'm being so uncool right now..

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