My first kiss! What the hell! It's with a complete stranger! Well, I mean, it's not like he's bad looking...well, his eyes weren't bad looking, didn't really look at the rest of him yet...But my first kiss, wasted away, gone, in a nothing special moment- HOLY MAVIS HE'S STILL KISSING ME! Coming back to my senses, I pushed the young man off of me with only a slight difficulty. He stumbled back a bit, but quickly regained his composer.
Even though I was fumming, I figured it was okay to take a good look at just exactly what type of person had taken the virginity of my lips. The young man in front of me had midnight hair that spiked much like Natsu's in the back while in the front, he had a few bangs that had moved from their side placement into his face, but he seemed still too stunned to notice. His skin was fairy average, except for the slightest of palings, showing that he either wasn't much of an outside person or wasn't much a day person. He wore long black jeans, a deep green tank top, and a black jacket, but the lack of effort in the outfit was lost on him. It was as it he was wearing royal garments, though I doubt most people who saw him cared much about his clothing.
After a moment, he smirked a bit, checking over his shoulder as the guards ran past us, shouting, "I think he went this way!" or, "No, this way!"
Either way, the moment the guards were all gone, he let out an audible sigh. "Thanks for that," he chuckled wickedly. "I know it was a little off guard bu- hey, why are you crying!" his eyes suddenly widened as I felt a tear slip down my cheek.
I hadn't mean to start crying, but the thought of having used lips instead of pure ones to give to the love of my life stung more than expected.
"Good job you damned idiot," Cory chuckled behind the mysterious man who turned to are at him. Cory threw his hands up in defense but continued to laugh. "Relax! If you have the jewel, let's get the others and head out!"
The boy turned back to me, eyeing me carefully as I attempted to hold back my foolish tears. His head tilted in confusion and he opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by the sound of running feet. He didn't turn, still staring at me, but I looked around him to see the new pair that joined us.
They panted, hunching over and balancing their hands on their knees, desperate to catch their breath. The girl, who was closest to me, wore a long-sleeved red and white plaid shirt that was unbuttoned in the front, showing her full chest and toned, tanned stomach under her low-cut white half-shirt. She wore white shorts and white, knee-high riding boots. Her light red hair was in a short pony tail, finishing her southern look."Lu- Lucas! We got away, bu- but me, I mean- we need to hurry! They caught a gli- glimpse of us, so they may cir-" the girl's heavy southern accent was cut off by her companion, who was now standing straight up, static directly at me.
"Who's she?" he asked, but his heavy voice seemed distant, as though he didn't actually care what he was saying. No one answered him, but instead, watched him very carefully. His eyes slowly glassed over and I felt a cold shiver go up my spine, shaking me a bit. His gaze was different then the boy Lucas'. His held no mercy, as though it was his right, his job to peer into my mind, roaming over and through my emotions and memories. His short, brown hair was ruffled a bit as he stood before me in a long-sleeve blue shirt and long dark jeans, brown eyes holding mine without hesitation. Before I could react, his head snapped towards Lucas. "First of all, that was really messed up to just kiss her. That was her first kiss." Lucas looked at me, eyes widened with clear shock, something that poked at my pride a bit, but I ignored it. "And second of all, bring her with us. We need to move now."
Lucas nodded once and, without my consent, grabbed my upper arm and began to pull me. They took off in a hard sprint, dashing away from the crumbled mess of a train station and dragging me along with them. Usually, I would have fought, grabbed my arm away, but the way this group interacted, they way they trusted each other made me feel so comfortable with them.
Lucas continued to stare at me as he ran though, surprise and concern dancing through his unique eyes. I flushed a bit, but picked up my pace so he wasn't pulling me so hard anymore. We ran along the busy streets, attracting the attention of many people who barely managed to dodge us, some actually having to dive out of our way. Alex and Cory shouted apologies to the crowd while the girl just growled at anyone who touched her. Lucas stayed silent though, seeming indifferent to what was happening outside of this team. After turning down a few streets, the crowds began to lessen and allowed the team to begin to slow to a walk.
No one said a word, but continued to walk until they came to a small jewelry store. As the group entered, Lucas stared at me questioningly, not knowing whether or not to bring me in with them, but Alex put a firm hand on his shoulder and nodded. Without a second thought, Lucas brought me in with them. I didn't question anything as they waited in the small store.
A few moments passed and Lucas dropped his death grip on my upper arm, clearing his throat, allowing the noise to echo around the room. There was a small crashing sound in the back and a few R-rated words were spewed in the back before a man the size of Master Makarov hobbled out from a doorway. He stopped in front of Lucas, holding his hand out expectantly. Lucas dipped his hand in his pocket and pulled out a small, blue gem, placing it in the man's hands. He studied it for a moment before nodding to Lucas and walking into the back room.
The moment the two men left, the girl was suddenly in front of me, curling her lips back. "Who the hell are you and what do you want with us?" I flinched a bit, taking a small step back in order to get some space between us.
"She's innocent, Maybell. She's just had a hard past. I didn't want her to be left behind yet again," Alex murmured, watching me carefully, as though I could break at any second. I froze. Who in hell are these people and how do they know so much about me? "I'm sorry that this is all so sudden, Lucy, but-"
"How do you know my name?" I squeaked, backing up towards the door and feeling for the handle. Alex sighed, walking towards me.
"Lucy, please just give us a few minutes to explain. I you want to leave afterwards, we will let you, but think about this," he took another step closer to me, towering over me by about two inches. "You trusted us when we randomly pulled you. You felt safe with us, even when you knew we were being chased, so why run now?"
Damn it, he has a point... I stopped reaching around and nodded, slowly allowing Alex to pull me back towards the group. As he did, Lucas came back out with four small pouches and handed one to each of his teammates, keeping one for himself. We headed outside and the group walked in silence once more, but huge smiles plastered their faces and their steps seemed a bit lighter.
We walked for a while before coming to a thin tree line. I stopped. No one in hell was I going into a forest with unknown people. Lucas was the first to notice my halt and walked back to my side. "Look, I know we didn't get a great, normal start, but Alex has some sort of faith in you and wants you to come with us. He's stubborn if he doesn't get what he wants, so please, just walk to our housing area for a bit, let us, well, him explain everything, and if you want, you can leave." I studied his calm mask, but saw something edging underneath. Curiosity? Wonder? What is Mavis was that about?
"No. I want some other form of protection than just a promise." my voice was solid, surprising Lucas a bit. That's right! This is the first time he's heard me speak!
Cory came over now, standing next to me and staring at Lucas. Lucas and him held a hard stare before Lucas nodded and took my hand, beginning to pull me. I struggled a bit, but it was only half-hearted as he brought me into the woods. I tripped slightly, but Lucas quickly steadied me. I tried to fight back again, but with nothing to fight for anymore, I couldn't bring myself to really want to leave.
The tripping happened another four or five times before Lucas finally had enough. Sighing, he swung me into his arms and walked. I felt my cheeks heat up at I pushed against his chest. "He-Hey! What do you think your doing? Put me down!" he rolled his eyes, unaffected by me and my complaints.
"Relax, we're almost there anyway. Either let me carry you or risk a broken ankle with the way you stumble around here-"
"Hey you were pulling me!" I hissed up at him, momentarily forgetting my predicament. He snorted and glared down at me. I swallowed hard, but held his glare evenly. His mismatched eyes bore into mine once more and his expression softened slightly, mouth dropping open a bit.
A throat cleared beside us and both of us snapped away from each other, Lucas grinning while setting me down and me putting the cool back of my hand to my cheek, trying to stop the hot blush from showing on my cheeks.
I looked around the rather large clearing we had gotten to. Soft, light green grass lined the floor under the not-so-strong sunlight of the late afternoon. In the thickness of the surrounding trees, Lucas pointed to a barely noticeable brown plank. I looked to him, waiting for permission and, the moment he nodded, dashed across the field, vaguely noticing how soft the grass felt against my sore feet. Nearing the brown plank, I slowed and gaped in awe as a full tree house came into my sight. It was no small tree house either, but one large enough to take up three thick trees. Around it, ropes connected to four similar tree houses that were only slightly smaller.
"Whoa," I breathed, spinning underneath the well-hidden houses for a moment before crashing into a well-toned chest. Looking up, I saw Lucas grinning down at me. "Where are we?"
Now, the while group smiled, big and proud. "Well Lucy, we're where I want you to stay for a bit with us." Alex's clear voice rang out as I continued to survey the area. I could nearly hear his smile.
"And where exactly is that?" I asked, my earlier predicament of being dragged by an unknown group and possibly held against my will (despite their promise) coming forward once more. But as I looked around, I had a solid feeling that my curiosity would force me to stay here mo matter what they said.
"This," Cory chuckled now, stepping forward and motioning around him. "Is home."
Hey guys, I've been feeling liek these chapters have been really short. Have they? Please, tell me if I'm not meeting expectations. I'll try to upload as often as possible in order to make up for the lack of length in my chapters, but if you all want any chance at getting an answer to questions that could give away huge parts of the story, you'll have to PM me, because it's extremely unlikely that I'll give away a huge secret on the comments!
But either way, I wanted to thank you all for your constant support and reviews, even some of the tougher ones that have been PMed to me, but they are still helpful! Quick note/reminder though: I am completely Nalu with slight Lolu tendencies when I watch/rewatch an episode that have amazing Lolu moments! And there are not going to be any surprise people from Lucy's childhood! Although I do love those stories (sometimes) this will not be one of them!
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~The Infamous Smile of Mona Lisa