Third Person POV
Natsu walks out of the bedroom, having had the best sleep he's had in weeks. Shirtless, he walks over to the couch and sees Lucy. She's laying there, wrapped in a purple towel that just barely covers the necessities.
Her mouth is slightly open and she's laying on her side crookedly.
Natsu watches her for a minute, enchanted. He studies her structure and every point of her body as if she were a painting. He listens to her calmed breathing and the steady rise of her chest. As he watches her, he notices goosebumps creating a trail about her body.
He shakes his head before leaving to grab a large comforter from "her" bed and lays it atop her. He doesn't notice the smile that creeps to his face as he watches her immediately snuggle into the warmth. Throwing on sweats and a random hoodie, he grabs his keys and walks out the door.
x ( O_0 ") x
Natsu opens the door to the apartment, carrying multiple bags of groceries and a mysterious black box.
Lucy, now dressed in pajama short-shorts and a tank top, approaches him, scolding speech forgotten.
"What's that?" She asks, indicating the large black box.
"Eggs, some milk, a couple bags of fruit- Ow!" Natsu rubs his arm from Lucy's punch.
She rolls her eyes. "I meant the black box."
"Ohhh, see that makes much more sense- Ah! Damn, it Lucy!" He rubs his ribs defensively.
"Just tell me already!" Lucy demands.
"Okay, okay!" Natsu pushes the groceries away and pulls the box closer to him. Smiling, he opens it dramatically while singing an angels opening voice. (A/N when something heavenly opens and it goes something like: Ahhhhhh!)
He pulls out a large SUIT (A.K.A Safety Unit and Implementable Tools) and studies the camouflaged material.
"Hmm..." Natsu says, running the fabric between his fingers and smoothening out bumps.
Lucy raises an eyebrow at his actions. "Natsu... why don't you just try it on?"
He looks up at Lucy and visibly brightens, "Good idea, Luce!" He grabs his suit off the counter and throws it over his shoulder and starts heading toward the bedroom.
"Ah, ah, ah." Lucy reminds him, tsking.
Natsu sighs irritably and changes his route. Lucy grabs the second one and studies it. It's smaller and has a different structure than the males'. Lucy runs to her room and to try it on. As she unfolds it, a small paper flutters softly to the ground.
She picks it up to see it be an instruction manual. She puts it on her wardrobe. She shimmies the SUIT on and zips it up. Next to her left shoulder is a small thin lifts the top open and sees multiple shades of black, brown, and red. Hair dyes. She picks up the manual and matches other items to ones on her body. According to the pamphlet, the special tool should be strapped securely to her thigh
She walks out of the room still dressed in her SUIT, stretching it out and making it more worn. She see's Natsu, also in his SUIT, doing lunges and pulling out several tools, including multiple throwing knives.
He pretends to throw them and check the rest of his tool. Lucy's face get's red, remembering the first time she saw him in the skin-tight material. She quickly avoids his lean, muscular body from her eyes. She lost self-control for a moment and looked down at him, mid-lunge.
She scanned every sharp angle and all curves. Her eyes roamed over his abs and muscular chest before dropping down to reveal a muscular ass and seemingly rock hard legs.
She regained control a second later and walked to the kitchen, unaware of the eyes that scanned her own body assertively.
"Natsu, I'm making breakfast. What you want?" She asks rummaging through the bags of groceries.
His eyes brightened as he looked at her in shock. "What do I want...?" He asks, lost in the folds of his mind. "I thought you'd never ask..."
She rolls her eyes at his dramatics, "It's now or never, Natsu."
His eyes open wide and his face fills with worry, "Okay, okay! I want...," He strokes his chin in thought. "An omelet!"
"Ok." Easy enough. She starts taking out individual ingredients while humming. Pulling out a knife, Lucy begins to cut vegetables, unconsciously making her humming louder.
Natsu plops down on the couch and turns on the flatscreen T.V as well as the volume. Lucy makes her humming even louder. Annoyed at the sound, Natsu turns up the volume. Lucy furrows her brows and hums louder, not being able to hear herself think.
Natsu glares at the back of her head and increases the volume. "On next, the..." The T.V gets faded into the background as Lucy starts singing:
"Well you only need the light when it's burning low,
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go.
Only know you've-"
Natsu turns off the T.V leaving the room filled with only the sound of Lucy singing, noticeably louder than it should be.
Embarrassed and self conscious, she quiets down before stopping her singing completely. She turns to glare at Natsu, "Hey!"
She's faced with an approving expression from the boy and making her raise her eyebrow quizzically and pout. "What..?"
"You can sing." He says although it sounds more like a question.
Lucy's face heats up, so she turns quickly back to the stove and continues cooking. "Yeah... But it's nothing..." ' I prefer to write songs.' She thought.
Seconds later, a faint squeak from the couch informs her Natsu's up, but other than that, there are no indication to where he's going. No footsteps or the sound of clothing rubbing against each other can be heard.
Suddenly paranoid, Lucy feels a breath on her neck and a heat source coming from behind her.
She quickly turns around, but sees nothing- even Natsu has disappeared. She turns back around and flips the omelets. Ten seconds later, she feels the same presence. She stiffens, but steadfastly refuses to turn around and give in to her paranoia.
Behind her, she hears what could be a creak of a floor board. 'Fuck it.' She thinks, before turning around. An obstacle is in her way, blocking her from the living room. Somehow not surprised, she realizes it's a person.
Without hesitation, Lucy moves to knee the perpetrator in his lower stomach/ groin area. In the blink of eye, the person dodges, dramatically last second. Along with that and the flash of pink she catches, Lucy concludes it to be Natsu.
He moves to grab her wrists, but she twirls out of the way, breakfast forgotten. Reaching behind himself, Natsu grabs the sink shower head and pulls it out as far as it can reach. Split seconds before the water reaches Lucy, she dives behind the island. Adrenaline pumping, she spreads herself against the cabinets as water sprays past her, just barely splashing her feet .
She looks around frantically mumbling, "Weapon, weapon." The nearest thing she can see is a frying pan that can double as a shield. Unfortunately, she can't reach it without being sprayed.
She looks down and notice she's wearing her SUIT. She smiles, but it quickly dissolves. It was only a matter of time before Natsu realized he was wearing a weapon himself. She grabs a throwing knife from her thigh and peeks out from the side. Automatically, water hurls toward her. She crawls around the island so she's the closet she can be to Natsu without being spotted.
She holds the knife to her chest and and takes a deep breath. She looks at the three small pillars separating the kitchen from the living room. In one second, she has crouched, leaped, turned, threw her knife, and landed before scurrying behind the pillar.
Her smile wide, she stole a glance of Natsu from behind the pillar. There, she saw him with his face twisted in confusion. The knife flew straight to it's target, ripping through cord that brings water to the shower head. Natsu attempted to turn on the water, but it just spewed out the sides pathetically.
With the water rendered useless, Natsu resorts to his SUIT. Pulling out some of his MDB's (A.K.A Minor Distraction Bombs- "FTSA made"), he throws them to either side of the pillar. Yelping, Lucy jumps and pushes off the pillar with her feet, launching herself away from Natsu as two MDB's create a loud pop, spraying white powder everywhere. She rolls into a stand and slides across the coffee table, taking cover behind the couches- away from the now foggy room.
A few shaky laughs later, she's attack by water balloons- their origin unknown. One is thrown too far and Lucy's able to catch it before it bursts.
She hurls it right back through the air and it sails toward Natsu. He skillfully dodges it and begins to laugh like a madman.
Suddenly, the fire alarm goes off. Natsu and Lucy turn towards each other is confusion, weapons hanging limp at their sides. They smell the smoke abruptly and see a small fire that had appeared at the stove. Turning back toward each other they yell in perfectly timed unison, "The omelet!"
In that moment, water starts raining down from the ceiling.
"YOU INSTALLED FIRE SPRINKLERS?!" Lucy shrieks.
"I HAVE AN OBSESSION WITH FIRE- IT WAS A PRECAUTION!" He retorts back, screaming against the sound of the rushing water.
The fire continues to grow slowly despite the harsh drum of the water. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Natsu roared, taken back by the height of the fire.
Both operatives are able to mentally assess the situation. "You use the water balloons, I'll use the sink!" Commands Lucy. Natsu nods, tossing his surprisingly handy water balloons in the air as Lucy flips her knife around. Then, in absolute sync, they sprint forward.
x ƪ(ˆ▽ˆ)ʃ x
Lucy's POV
As I race to the kitchen, I catch Natsu in the corner of my eye, smile evident on his face. His eyes are focused at the fire as he lunges to the flames.
I refocus myself on my own job. Sliding on my feet to the sink, I chop off the mutated part of the hose. I turn the sink on full blast, pointed at the fire. Under the protection of the cool water, Natsu turns off the stove and places a lid atop the burning hot pan. I notice splattered water balloon on the walls and pan.
With deep, staggering breaths, Natsu and I lean against the counters opposite the stove. "You ok, Luce?" He asks, facing the pan, grin still planted firmly on his face.
"Yup." I reply in monotone.
A few thoughtful moments later, loud, excitement-filled laughter- with a tinge of relief- fills the room.
"Uh... Natsu?
"Now, that was fun." Natsu says breathlessly.
As a new wave of laughter overruns Natsu, I find his laughter to be contagious. Gasping, raging, and obnoxious laughs are drowning out the silent, "oh-my-god,-I-need-oxygen" laughs.
Actual minutes later, when we're wiping our tears and letting go of lingering laughs, Natsu and I straighten up. Only then do I realize the situation. Drops of water fall from our faces, matting down Natsu's usually spiky drips down his hair and down the bridge of his nose before falling to the floor. My own SUIT is slightly unzipped at the top- showing off the top of my bare chest.
For some reason, I don't want to zip it back up- especially when he steps forward and cups my cheek with a rough, callused palm.
He stares into my eyes, almost daring me- nay- begging me to step back. Even then, I can't follow his silent request. It's near impossible. Then he adds his other hand to my cheek. To my surprise, they're slightly shaky.
He tilts his head and open his mouth slightly, welcoming me with hesitance. Something stops me from raising myself up on my tiptoes and matching my own mouth to his. A shame, seeing as how it looks to be a perfect match. My lips against his warm, soft ones- fitting perfectly... Staring into his dark, onyx eyes... I begin to rise, eagerly. But, as I get closer, I see what's off about him- the force holding my wants back.
They're glossed. As if a layer of glass was place over his magical eyes; dull. He's looking, not at me, but past me, into the distance. It's a place void of all emotions. Blank.
"L-Lisanna." The water choses that exact moment to turn off.
I stop elevating- a mere centimeter away from his lips. Wait... What?!
We both stop, pausing in shock. My hand doesn't slide down from his cheek nor his from mine. His eyes clear up and they're now filled with confusion- as if he had no idea what he just did-or was about to do.
The door bell rings breaking through the silence. I step back abruptly, flinging my hands back at my side. My cheeks heat up, but I barely notice or care.
His hands are left hanging in the hair-cupping an invisible face. He's looking down towards my shoes, frozen in place.
Moments later, the doorbell rings a second time. "You should get that."
Natsu straightens up, but still avoids my eye contact. "Yeah."
Biting my lip to stop myself from choking up, I turn. He grabs my wrist before I can walk away. "I'm so sorry."
I scoff, thanking my voice for not cracking, "Don't be sorry for avoiding a mistake."
He drops my wrist and I walk to my room, shutting the door and, inevitably, locking it.
I crawl into bed and curl up into a ball, letting the wave of emotions pass through me. I forget about all the tears that begged me to fall.
I sigh. 'What the hell am I doing?'
x (X_x) x
I wake up, seeing the sun setting through my window.
Determined to get something done, I turn to my desk and pull out my laptop. As I open it up, I start to sniffle and shiver.
I investigate the problem of my freezing temperature and see the water marks from where I was laying from my previously soaked hair. I quickly jump into the shower, turning the water to its hottest temperature in an attempt to wash away the cold.
I throw on my fuzziest robe. It rubs against my skin, soft as silk, but as warm as fur. As fast as possible, I run back into bed and pull my laptop back onto my lap.
I go to the hidden FTSA website and order all the weapons I had lost, used, or broke. After that, came the fun part.
I spent hours after hours looking for the perfect ball gown for the no other than the Raven's Ball. Finally, I found one. It could only be described as perfect. It was a dark red, strapless ball gown. It curved in at the top and spread out magnificently at he bottom. Multiple layers were organized randomly along the beginning of the bottom of the dress. Silver jewels decorated the tight waist as they twisted around the dress. The back of the dress was covered in large ruffles. (A/N google merleonline pretty-ball-gown-strapless-applique-sleeveless-floor-length-taffeta-prom-dresses-evening-dresses if you really want to see the dress I picked...)
I bit down on my pillow to keep from screaming. After staring at the price tag for a bit, I bought the dress to see that it would be delivered in 2-3 days. I sighed. This dress better be fucking awesome.
"Luccyy! Lucy, no! Come here, baby!" An unfamiliar voice screams, while trying to sound bright fire and the smell of smoke rushes to the child's senses. She holds a doll while two adults are beating against the door that's separating them. One person, a woman, pounds on the door rhythmically. Her blonde hair strapped into a bun and her-
I wake up, gasping, to the sound of rhythmical beating against my window. I absentmindedly pulled out a gun and pointed it to the window. My breathing becomes short and quick. Sweat covers my body and I'm not surprised to feel tears falling down my cheek. As my brain catches up, I realize it was just the tree outside my window, beating so hard against the glass that I feared it would break.
I haven't dreamt about my parents in a while... It's been some time since I've seen their faces, I almost forgot what they looked like entirely. As my breathing slows, I am able to see the situation logically.
Rain pounded against the window and flashes of lighting begun to appear. Thunder took over seconds later. I reluctantly got out of bed to check the lights with low hopes. As I guessed the electricity was out.
I walked out of the room, hearing Natsu's heavy snores. I attempted to sneak past him, but he woke even though a pin could've been heard dropping as I walk- or run, even. "Where you going?" He says sleepily, scratching his out place hair.
"Out." I answer. I still can't decide if I want to pretend like nothing happened or give him a 45 minute rant plus physical violence.
He looks at me up and down. "...You might want to change."
I let out a low sigh. "Natsu... Of course I'm gonna change! I'm not stupid, I wouldn't walk around in a SUIT! Can you stop being such a fucking idiot?! Goddammit!"
I grab my keys from the hook and go back to my room, slamming the door. I decide I should probably change my clothes given my previous promise to Natsu.
Throwing on high-waisted jeans, a tank top, a soft jacket, brown boots, and a scarf, I storm out of the apartment. As I walk down the hall, I hear "Catch!" coming from behind me. I turn in time to see and catch the umbrella rocketing towards me. I glare at a smirking, shirt-less Natsu.
I turn around, away from his sight. He's so much more different than last yesterday. More relaxed... now that he isn't thinking about Lisanna...
I take out my phone and open a text to Levy:
Levy... Who's Lisanna and what do you know about her?
My finger hovers around the send button. Do I really want to know? Do I really want to invade Natsu's privacy like this?
I shrug to myself. Fuck it. I hit the send button.
Author's Note
Sorry this is a week late...
Anyways, what POV do you guys like best? Also thank you guys for all the support! I really appreciate each one of you... After all, you guys are my life.
So, you know how last chapter I really emphasized reviewing? Well, I had 200+ people on Chapter 13 last month and guess how many reviews? 2... That's 1/100 of people who review. *sigh*
Idc, its whatever... Anyways, please FF&R and live your life. Tell me what you think! ILYSM.
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