Hey guys, I know its been a while. I wont waste your time with excuses. All I will say is that I haven't been very motivated since my father's passing in May and it took me a while to find the creative edge to continue this story, I apologize for my lateness in updating, but alas life tends to get in the way of my alternate realities far more often then I'd like.
Also...I know there are mistakes strewn through out this story. Boo Hoo. Be my Beta if it bothers you so much. No seriously...I need a beta.
Mashima's not mine.
Without further ado... Weird Science continues on.
Back at the Guild
Makarov sat in his office, paperwork strewn haphazordly accross his desk. He pulled a wrinkled hand through his remaining colorless hair and sighed. Damn Brats are gonna be the end of me. He thought idly while reaching for a desk drawer and lifting the false bottom to reveal his secret stash of Fairy Nectar. The illegal substance radiated a green glow about the room, its light dancing off the reflections of old relics and figurines. It'd been a while since he had last consumed the highly potent liqour, and tonight seemed as good a night as any to become reaquainted with the "Green Fae".
Just as he was about to twist the gold embossed fairy that adorned the cap of the intricate bottle a chime of bells alerted him that someone was attempting to contact him via Lacrima Vision. Grumbling his displeasure at the ill-timed call he tucked the bottle back in its hiding place for another day before accepting the Lacrima call.
"Master? Can you hear me?" A fuzzy vision of Erza appeared before him. She tapped her Lacrima screen, testing the quality of her own Lacrima Vision equipment.
"Erza, what is my child?" his voice was gruff and tainted with a hint of annoyance for the interruption, but he knew that if she was contacting him already then something had happened. Something serious.
"We have an, erm..." the blush on her face spoke volumes of the situation at hand. "Well I dont know how to put this delicately Master, but well...Natsu showed up...and well I thought I had deterred him away for long enough to explain to Lucy the severity of the situation so she was no longer left in the dark but...well after we had all went to bed I was awoken by ... screams...coming from Lucy's room... and then a roar. Fearing the feral beast had finally sensed her and came to attack I entered her room to find...well ehrm..."
"Spit it out Erza." Master huffed.
"Well they were...uhm...in bed together...naked."
"Who were?" he demanded
"Lucy and Natsu."
Makarov let out a sigh of relief. Thank Mavis that it was Natsu who claimed the Celestial mage instead of the mystery slayer. He had expected this to happen sooner or later, but not quite so fast. The doors to Hades could've very well opened and released their wrath on Earthland if the wrong Slayer had completeled Dragon Consumation with their beloved Lucy. The Master of Fairy Tail couldn't help but feel guilty for keeping her in the dark for so long. She should've been given at least some information about the things that were happening all around her...and to her, but it was far to dangerous for his child. She would no doubt concoct a self-sacrificing plan that would ultimately put her in danger, and if she failed to survive...a chill ran through his old bones at the thought, his spine going rigid in horror.
"We still have several pieces to the puzzle missing. Until then you make sure you keep your eye on the two of them...within reason. Dont make it too obvious you're watching them. We dont need Natsu catching on, and if he's distracted with Lucy then that works out in our favor as well."
"But Master, I thought our goal was to keep Lucy from mating..." Erza began, confused.
"That is all for now my child. You have your orders. Now see them through." He interrupted before disconnecting the Lacrima Vision channel they shared before he rummaged through his desk for the bottle he'd forgotten before the call.
Taking a long pull from the bottle the old man leaned back in his chair and let the hallucinagetic liqour glide down his throat and take him to the far off recesses of his mind for the answers he desperately needed to seek. Mavis, he'd need a brilliant plan to see the light at the end of this tunnel.
Natsu's POV
Natsu lay in bed at odds with himself, half blanketed by the goddess in his arms. She looked so precious with her lips smushed together as she lay limp on his chest, her soft breath splayed accross his ribcage and tickled slightly. She looked so innocent despite the fact their recent activities been burned forever into his memory. And now he was left to do something he was never quite good at, sorting out his emotions.
Natsu was many things; selfish, immature, childish even but he wasn't a fool. He may have let his emotions run rampid when they were strong enough, he let them take over but that was the feral nature that came with dragon slayer magic. Sometimes the wrong emotion overshadowed the one he should express at the time, that didn't mean he didn't feel it with all his heart.
A perfect example was last years Grand Magic Tournament, and the horror it wreaked on Natsu's already fragile heart.
flashback
Natsu had never once in the time since he'd first saw Lucy imagined going a day without her in his life. Near or far, each beat of her heart was precious. He never realized how much his universe hinged on her existance, until the day he helplessly watched her die.
He wasn't strong enough to protect his Lucy, so he had risked future Lucy's life instead. How had he just stood their, motionless. He felt his blood run ice cold when the dagger plunged into her heart, and for a moment he had forgotten that his Lucy was saved. For one agonizing, heartbreaking, mindnumbing minute...Lucy was dead.
He felt an unforgiving darkness overwhelm him in a widespread torment of bleak nothingness. Where he once felt the fierce beat of his heart, there was a selfdestructive void. He felt cold, spiteful, unyeilding rage and his mind began to run a mile a minute in how many ways he was going to spill the life out of future Rogue. He became sickly giddy at the images his immagination was creating at a mangled disembowled corpse of what was once a shadow dragon slayer.
Just as he was positioning himself for the kill he heard her voice, and he nearly choked as he swallowed his violently beating heart back into his chest. It was in an instant he knew what he had to do, and Lucy had to be far, far away from here in order for him to succeed. He wouldn't be able to concentrate with her so close to danger, even though he was wary to let her out of his sight. Now wasn't the time to let his insecurities destract him.
After the devestation was over, Rogue sent back to the future and the dragons dissappearing into the past, there was nothing left to destract him from the haunting realization that he was madly in love with his best friend, someone he will never fail again.
It took a lot of restraint to avoid hearing conversations around the guild. Try as he might to give his friends the privacy they deserved, his dragon senses left it nearly impossible to not pick up bits and peices of people's personal lives. He acted as though he were oblivious and over time he picked up a reputation for being dense. The resident gossips and the healthy amount of drama to feed them made him seem like the only person left out of the loop.
All that changed though after he found Lucy. He found himself eaves dropping whenever he heard someone speak her name. And when Mira teased Lucy about their close relationship, he'd listen intently on her reaction. He swore her heart fluttered everytime. He'd pick up bits of her conversations with Levy and listened to her vent. It made him happy seeing her build such strong relationships with everyone in the guild. She'd come so far and grown so much in the short time she'd left her cold and lonely home, and he helped her slowly dissassemble the barricade she'd built around her over the years as she helped him demolish his. He knew all to well the hopeless feeling of abandonment.
Ever since the day he had met her he had known that she was something special. He wouldn't dare to imagine where he would be had they never crossed paths on what he liked to call the luckiest day of his life. He preferred the idea that he'd been subconsiously following her scent while searching for Igneel, but deep down it made him wonder if there really was such a thing as fate.
A soft sigh escaped the slumbering center of his universe, passing through pouted lips and Natsu noticed he had been running his hands up and down the arch of her back, lazily whispering accross the thick flesh of her creamy behind. All affectionate thoughts were lost to him as their mixing scents flooded his senses. How had he not noticed that before? A quick look at the clock told him she'd only been asleep an hour and guilt washed over him immediately. It wasn't really a decision to wake her up, he just couldn't hold himself back any longer.
The corners of his lips turned up into a devilish smirk as he reached lower down her backside, cupping a round cheek and slipping over her moist folds. An adorable mewl caught in her throat as her eyes danced behind fluttering lashes, threatening to open. His middle finger glided along her slick opening and padded the bud of her flower.
A low groan drifted from her still swollen lips and he sheathed his teasing finger in her warmth. Eyes fluttered open and she looked up at him lazily, sleep still clouded her chocolate brown eyes.
"Good morning," he teased.
She snuggled further into his chest trying to reclaim her sleep but his probing finger kept her on the edge of sweet bliss. She could no longer contain the wanton need she had succumbed to in her dreams, and in reality. Longing to feel fulfilled once more she lazily rolled her hips against the intruder.
A sharp hiss passed through Natsu's gritted teeth as his partner unconciously ground her soft mound against his already stiffening member. He slipped his finger from her silken folds and grabbed both bountiful cheeks of her behind and flipped her beneath him.
Lucy's eyes shot open for the first time and she stared up at the feral man in confusion. It took one look into his mischeivous eyes to understand what was going but before she could even look down at the large appendage waiting at her enterance he thrust into her forcefully. She squealed at the sudden fullness and the euphoric state it sent her to. There was no pain this time, only sweet tortuous bliss.
"Nnnnnah..." she moaned as she curved her spine like a cat to fit herself to him.
"What Luce?" Stirring her from the inside out with his throbbing manhood. He watched with a sick satisfaction as Lucy's eyes rolled into the back of her head as her body went limp with weakness, no doubt overworked from their first round. He took the opportunity to wrap her legs over his forearms and lift her off the bed, never once leaving her tight, swollen depths. "Tell me."
He rose to his knees and widened his stance, spreading her legs farther apart to sit himself even deeper within her. A delicious moan came out ragged and strained from her kiss stained lips, and his mouth dove down immediately to swollow it, not wanting to share such a sweet sound.
"Nnnnnnah-aaaaaaaaaahstu" she breathed into him. "I-I-ayyyyyyyyyyye I c-cant..."
"Can't what Luce?" he kissed the bottom swell of her lip, nipping every once in a while as his hands wandered to her breasts, forcing her legs together. He hissed at the new position his movements had created, tightening her grip on him from the inside out.
"You were made for me Luce, tell me what you need..." He pulled himself slowly from her intoxicatingly warm depths. Using the sensitive tip of his cock he massaged her entrance, slickening himself in her creamy nectar. He drew lazy circles on her swollen clit.
"AAAAAAAH! Naah-tsu...I can't take it anymore..." she cried. "P-please...sss-stop t-teeeeeeasing m-m-me!"
With that his mouth captured hers and he thrust his slick member into her aching core, slowly, ever so slowly until inch by inch he was completely submerged into her drenching center. It still wasn't close enough for him so he pulled her closer to him, tilting his hips just so.
"Oh god," She moaned, eyes rolling into the back of her head, limbs going limp in his arms as she left herself to his mercy, soft cries of exstacy espacping her lips as the tip of his cock kissed her womb.
He began to nibble on her lip as he continued long, slow thrusts into her core. Natsu couldn't believe how erotic it felt, feeling her nectar, and most likely some of his seed trickle from her entrance and snake its way down his thighs as he pumped into her religiously. This was his reason for existing. This was his purpose in life; please, protect, adore, fuck, live for Lucy.
Her inner walls clamped down on his aching cock, squeezing it so tightly he would've slipped right out of her hot sheath had he not forcefully thrust his entire leangth at that exact moment as far into her as he possibly could.
"FFFFFFFFFUCK!" he growled into her mouth before claiming and mauling her with his forceful tongue. She shattered beneath him into a million peices, broken and writhing in his arms. He pumped himself into her, giving her shot after streaming shot of his seed, making her whole again. The swollen tip of his spewing cock kissed the entrence of her womb his cock jerked violently spewing even more of his sticky cum into her. Everything around him went white as he reached sweet oblivion, the last coherent thought was watching his name leave her perfected kiss stained lips before devouring them again.
Nothing exisited in this world except for the euphoria of being one with Lucy, giving himself entirely to her and her blissfully excepting everything he had to offer. It was Heaven, and he had met Kami, her name was Lucy Heartfilia.
Natsu collapsed in a sweaty, sated heap half blanketing his mate. He used the last of his remaining energy to pepper kisses along the risen flesh of her mate mark. As he dozed off again into a heavy sleep he could only think of how many ways to make her his. He the drifted into a dream of her spread out on a table, every type of food surrounding her but the only thing wetting his appetite was the dripping arousal that glistened on her waiting entrance.
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General POV
Lucy smiled like a ... well like a weirdo... it was hard not to when she had a slumbering idiot nuzzled in her cleavage. She felt small vibrations reverberating out of his chest and realized he was purring. He was so adorable when he was sleeping. She'd always thought so. He looked so innocent and harmless when he slept, which she knew to be completely absurd. He was destructive, brash, spontaneous, irresponsible, loyal, dependable, protective, determined, powerful, and incredibly skilled in bed...not that she had much to compare to, but she was fairly certain the passion they shares was reserved for soul mates, epic loves, like from her stories...and Levy's "Erotic Novels".
It was strange how she was so awake after going yet another round. Her body was limp and numb before he awoke her from her...nap. But once they had reached their completion she felt a surge of power rise from deep within her. Awaking what seemed like her soul. She could feel magic on her fingertips as she shattered beneath him and it still lingered now, as if she were tracing the stars of the constellations she loved. It was a wonderous feeling, like she could do anything. Thats what Natsu gave her. Hope, and the belief in herself that she was strong, and could be stronger.
The blonde wrapped one arm around his sleeping form, running her fingers through his fluffy pink hair. The action earned her a louder purr and he nestled in closer, rubbing his nose between the massive mounds. She giggled quietly and allowed herself to settle into the mattress, drifting of into her hazy thoughts.
She yawned as she thought of the nights events that led to this exact moment. What was going to happen now that everything had changed? Were they going to start dating now, like boyfriend and girlfriend? The whole idea sounded ridiculous. Natsu had said that they were mates, but what exactly did that entail? Was she bound to him for eternity like the actual dragons were bound to their mates, their entire existance hanging in the hands of their chosen one?
It wasn't like she didn't depend on Natsu enough, he was her life line. He had protected her from the moment they'd met, and she had placed her life in his hands more times than she could count. He had saved her from Phantom, on Tenrou Island, from the Infinity Clock, during the Grand Magic Tournament, he had even saved her future self from a most certain death, keeping her future full of possibilities. He had kept her safe, given her a home, and shared his family. It was as if they were destined to meet eachother that day in Hargeon.
She ran her fingers through his soft hair one more time before drawing a single appendage along the line of his jaw, over the swell of his bottom lip, down his chin and along the the lump in his throat, ghosting over the beautiful scar on his neck.
"I give myself to you, Natsu Dragneel. Mind, body and soul. I have never belonged to anyone but you." She whispered to his still form, nuzzling her nose into his dissarray of pink locks. She inhaled deeply, losing herself in the intoxicating scent that was entirely Natsu; cinnamon, fresh kindling, and a hint of smoke.
A soft smile played on his lips as he mumbled something in his sleep. His arms snaked further around her waist and gripped tightly. She squeaked as he started lapping at the crevice of the breast he wasn't currently using as a pillow.
She watched in amusement as he scrunched his nose, eyebrows furrowed as he tounge explored the swell of flesh until it reached darker flesh. The peak then puckered as his breath danced accross the wet skin, sending goosebumps all over.
"Mine." he growled under his breath before attacking her nipple and suckling, still asleep. "My Lushy." he murmered into her flesh as he lavished upon her breast, realeasing one of his arms from his death grip on her waist to grope at her supple chest.
"Nnnatsu" she moaned. She would've gladly let him take her all over again, but she wasn't quite sure he knew he was mauling her in his sleep and she would rather look into his expressive eyes while he ravaged her.
"Hmmmmmn" he hummed against her, his toungue snaking out between his delicious lips and curving around the pert peak. "Taste good." he groaned.
"Nah-ahtsu." she gasped, attempting to not to lose common sense. "W-wake up"
"Who said I was sleeping?" he whispered huskily, before attacking her neck with ferocious nips and licks.
Lucy giggled at his playfulness, his hands now roaming freely over her completely exposed body. His eyes met hers and she melted under his fiery gaze. She saw so much in their depths it nearly frightened her and she had to look away.
The blonde bit her lip nervously as she stared awkwardly at the balcony, searching the skies for a familiar constellation, anything to distract her from the intensity of his gaze. She had no such luck when his index finger tilted her chin back towards him and she was forced to return his stare.
"Whats wrong?" He asked, concerned.
"It's nothing." she responded quickly, too quickly. She couldn't turn away from him so she darted her gaze back towards the ceilings but he manuvered into her line of eyesight once more
"Luce, look at me. Please." his voice sounded strained, almost vulnerable and Lucy couldn't stop herself from darting a concerned gaze of her own at the man hovering above her. "Tell me what's wrong."
The celestial mage sighed. She knew she was being silly, but she had questions that needed to be answered. How was she supposed to sort out all these feelings if she didn't know what all of this meant. What was going to happen now? Were they going to live together now? Where would they live? Were they supposed to get married? What were they going to tell the guild? Erza and Levy already knew so it was only a matter of time before everyone else found out. What if he made a mistake? What if he was just under some spell and he realized he'd chosen the wrong mate? All these questions were bursting inside her and bringing all of her insecurities to the surface.
Natsu's face became more and more concerned as the silence grew between him, to be honest it looked like he was on the verge of a panic attack, much like herself. Thats when she lost it.
"I knew it! I KNEW IT! This was a mistake, we should've never let it go so far. Now everything is ruined!" Lucy was rambling and practically hyperventilating.
"You really believe that?" Natsu asked as he pulled away from her, his downcast eyes shadowed by his bangs.
"Dont you?" She asked, doing everything in her power to keep the quiver in her voice from becoming obvious.
"I thought..." he clenched then unclenched his jaw. "I thought you loved me." his voice cracked halfway through the statement.
It was then that Lucy broke, tears she didn't realize she was fighting began to flow freely down her flushed cheeks. Her breath was coming in heaving, broken sobs as she crumpled into a insecure broken mess.
"O-o-of course I l-l-love you. I love you s-s-so much it h-hurts. I c-cant imagine my l-life without *hic* you. I d-dont know how I c-could ever mean as much *hic* to you as you m-m-mean to me."
In an instant he collected her into his arms, cradeling her against his warm chest. He let out a few calming breaths allowing the silence of his comforting gesture to relax the hysterical girl.
"Mavis, Luce, you scared me. I thought you really thought tonight was a mistake." He chuckled uncomfortably as he tightened his grip on her, realizing she hadn't quite said that she dissagreed. "You don't think...that. Do you Luce?"
Any other day Natsu would've kicked his own ass for sounding so insecure, but at this very moment the only thing that mattered was her answer.
She looked up at him with chocolate eyes still misty from unshed tears, and his heart lodged in his throat. She was crying, people didn't cry when they were happy. He had made a terrible mistake. He rushed her into something she clearly wasn't ready for and now he was going to pay the price, losing his Lucy to his own impatience.
Lucy could see it now, his own insecurites wreaking havoc on his insides just like her own. He was as terrified as she was of losing the seemingly unbreakable bond that they shared. She wiped away a stray tear and met his questioning eyes with her own.
"Not one second of it." She made sure to keep her voice firm, and strong. He needed to know that she meant each word.
Relief washed over him at once and before he could stop himself he attacked her in a bone crushing hug, pinning her between his hard muscular body and the soft silk covered bed.
"Luce, gahhhh." he murmered into her neck, nuzzling the mark that could've faded had she rejected him moments ago. "Dont scare me like that. I couldn't live with myself if I had hurt you, scared you, drove you away, or did anything to upset you...err more than usual I mean." He chuckled uncomfortably again as he willed his heart to stop pounding so violently in his chest.
"I thought I might have forced you into something you didn't want...or weren't ready for." He breathed another calming sigh of relief and let himself relax as he inhaled and exhaled her intoxicating scent.
"N-natsu?" she whimpered beneath him. "You're crushing me."
He let out an honest laugh this time and lazily rolled over, taking her with him so she was splayed accross his chest like she had been when he'd first woke her up. The pinkette began threading his fingers through her silky hair and kissing her forehead gingerly.
"I'm sorry, Natsu." She whispered into his chest. "I just don't know what all of this means."
Natsu continued playing with her hair, trying to come up with the perfect explination for her. He knew she wanted answers, more than were neccessary if he knew her as well as he thought he did. He just wasn't quite sure how she'd react. Maybe he really was a fool for jumping immediately into the life-altering sex instead of explaining the mating ritual to her before hand.
"Do you want the Lucy version, long and torturous or the Natsu version, short and sweet?" he joked playfully.
"Do you have to ask?" Lucy giggled giving his neck a teasing nip, she could almost picture Natsu rolling his eyes at her answer.
He let out a long sigh before drawing a breath and beginning his explenation. He wasn't quite sure though if he was going to give her every detail. Of course they were nakama, and nakama didn't lie to one another, but part of him wondered if it was really a lie to just leave certain things out. Did she really have to know that the mating process wasn't complete? She had already "given" herself to him, accepting his offer. What harm would come in eliminating the unwanted option of competition?
Lucy listened as he explained exactly what it meant to a dragon slayer to become a mated pair. A dragon slayer rarely has the opportunity to find a mate since their lives are so short lived compared to that of an original dragon. A slayer can only become a dragon if he has reached magical maturity or if he, against all odds, finds his mate. Once a slayer has found his chosen one he must complete the mating ritual: physical union, marking, magical exchange, and soul sacrifice. After these four phases has been completed, the dragon can then complete the mark on their mate, binding the two for eternity.
After he had explained in brief detail about their current situation, Lucy wanted a moment to herself to absorb all the new information. She pulled herself from Natsu's comfortable embrace, not before pecking him on the cheek, and padded her barefeet accross the mahogany floors into the white tiled bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
The blonde mage turned on the cold water and let it run for a moment before cupping her hands together to collect the cold liquid and splash it accross her face. She ran her dripping fingers through her hair and along the nape of her neck, sending a fresh jolt of shivers down her bare spine. She lifted her eyes to the mirror and the reflection before her shocked the girl to her core.
Before her stood a woman, utterly beautiful in her naked glory. Her hair was toussled and in complete dissarray, it spoke volumes of the activities she had participated in a short while ago. Her eyes were as dark as coffee, they looked hazy behind her hooded lashes that cast shadows over the soft curves of her flushed cheeks. Pink, red and even purple bruises and bite marks littered her body from head to toe. She ran her fingers over each one lovingly, gasping as she relived each action that earned her each mark. Her reflection was that a woman who had been made love to by a man as hopelessly in love with her as she was with him.
It was when she swept her hair off the nape of her neck and off to one side she saw the mark. It wasn't dark, or large even. The flame shaped mark was only several shades darker than her pale complection, and about the size of her thumbnail, but it was still there; evidence that she had made love to, been taken completely and mated to the Fire Dragon Slayer, Natsu Dragneel. A large, giddy smile spread over her lips as she realized what this all meant.
They had made love in a physical union, twice already. He had bitten her, marking her. He had violently spewed flames at the peak of their love making the first time and she was pretty sure she had felt her own magical power surge as she reached her climax with him. That must've been their magical exchange. She had promised him her soul just as he had promised her his, so with that they had sacrificed their souls to one another. And if that wasn't enough to convince her, the ember mark that disguised itself as a birthmark right where he had peirced her skin with his fangs was a clear mating mark, making her his for all eternity.
Natsu lay on the bed, still as ever, listening intently to Lucy in the bathroom. He had told her the mating ritual, but failed to mention they had only completed the first two steps. It was selfish and he was well aware of this, but what if she met someone before he had the chance to complete the process and she decided she didn't want him anymore. That was a complete possibility. Why would she agree to spend eternity by his side? He wasn't intellegent. He wasn't polite, or even knew basic manners. He wasn't wealthy. He couldn't offer her everything her heart desired. Hell he couldn't even protect future Lucy and that was the only thing he could really pride himself in, protecting his nakama. And now even that was gone. She would see that he was a failure and that she could do better. Then where would he be? Without Lucy, he was nothing. So what did it hurt if he kept a little secret from her? It's not like he lied. No, a lie would be unforgivable, but a secret...he could live with that.
The dragon slayer was interrupted from his thoughts when the bathroom door creaked open slowly revealing the goddess that had tormented him in his dreams for far too long and suddenly the guilt he was feeling washed away at the sight of her. Her eyes sparkled in the fading moonlight. She had slung a pink silk robe around her, knotting the waist loosely. The stiff komono like neck of the robe kept the expanse of her cleavage in open view. The silk material spilled over her body, slinking over the curves of her waist, pooling around her ankles and trailing behind her in a glistening puddle of material around her feet. She looked like a present ready to be disheveled and unwrapped. His lips curved into a develish smile as he stared her up and down.
"I started a bath," she said softly. "Care to join me Mr. Dragneel?"
In the blink of an eye he darted from the bed to the bathroom, throwing the celestial mage over his shoulder, kicking the bathroom door behind him and marching towards the lavender scented bath with its overflowing bubbles, his mate giggling and squealing all the way.
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A/N: Just in case you didn't read my note up top here's another one...now that you've gotten your chapter lol.
Ok guys again I am so sorry for how long this took to update. I swear I didn't mean to but life got in the way. As some of you who pm'd me know, my father passed away in May. It was really hard for me to find creative genius with my head being all over the place. I spent most of my time trying to numb my pain and that blocked my imagination even more. It wasn't until I moved to another city, got a new job and some pretty amazing roommates that I began to feel better. They inspired me and as luck would have it I know have three muses living in my house keeping the creative juices flowing. I can't promise you the consistancy of updates but I can promise you at least one or two chapters a month. Especially now that I know where this story is going. And to keep the lucky streak running (for you the readers that is) I tore a tendon earlier this week and have to take a two week leave of absense from work. That gives me plenty of time to rock out a few chapters before gettin back into that work grind.
As always I appreciate your feed back. Please tell me if you are even still interested in this story or if I should just give up and start a new project...or if I suck tell me to stop writing all together. Feedback is feedback and I welcome it freely.
Also I'm looking for a Beta. I have no Microsoft Office so I'm writing this story in NotePad basically and it takes enough time to write this story let alone check it for spelling and grammar errors. So if anyone even cares, let me know I'd love the help.
I'm also working on another story. If you are a gossip girl fan (CHAIR FANS) I hope you'll like my next story.
As always, Love and Fairy Dust.
ZarJar
