Hello guys! I'm really sorry if this is short and it took so long to update, I had a serious case of writer's block, I apologize ." Anyway, I'm thinking of a really good plot for the next story, I hope you would support me all the way :)
Mjus All I'm saying is that attraction doesn't exactly have rationality for some people. That's why I made both Natsu and Sting very different. I mean, Natsu has a strong hold for Lucy because she is his escape (that's what you call it) and as for Sting being somewhat in normality, his reason is unknown because it could mean many things. Natsu is not your normal teenager but Sting is, which is why his reasons come across as deeper and Sting may come across looks, her beauty, personality, etc... You know how people in reality actually find someone cute or interesting or something :)
fangirlsweg Well, I wouldn't call it double timing. I mean, Natsu and Lucy are still not a thing to be categorized in that way, right? :) I don't know. Just wait for further chapters ;))
takoyakilover4ever Lol, you're really confused, eh? Wait for further chapters ;)) you'll get even more confused. He-hehe
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Between Two Neighbors
I sighed in relief once I closed the door, excusing myself from the annoying girls. I had to talk to Sting, even though we were already okay with the situation, I still felt slightly uneasy. Apologizing doesn't always fix everything, I know there's still a hole to fill after the whole incident.
So, I went down the stairs—easily finding the kitchen and Sting. His back was turned, too busy mixing something in a bowl to even notice that I had taken a seat in front of an island counter. When I glanced to my left, sliding doors were drawn to the side, overlooking the glittering white sand and crystal waves.
"Jesus Christ!" Then followed by some clanking noises and Sting jumping away from the counter.
After a few seconds of recovery, he placed a hand over his chest. "Don't startle me like that... How long have you been sitting there?" He asked as he continues mixing the contents of the bowl.
I eyed his work, it looked like it contained some eggs and flour but more importantly, I had to talk to him. "Not so long ago... But listen... About Natsu"
"Let's not mention him... You know him, it's fine. He's your friend, I just overreacted" But by looking at him, it feels like he wanted to say something else and I felt even more horrible that I couldn't do anything about it.
"O-okay" I managed to say.
Maybe I looked so crestfallen, he dropped what he was doing and forced me to look at him—his eyes so blue and beautiful. "Lucy, I'm not mad or anything. Like what I said, I don't want to fight with you anymore. So I won't... It's my fault too" He reassured and somehow, I believed him.
"Alright"
He pecked my cheek, a soft smile that I don't see often grazed his lips. "That's my girl. Now, where do you want to eat? Here or upstairs?"
I already brushed his blunt comment off but still, my cheeks were bloody red.
"I think I better eat upstairs" I said, already thinking of what those girls are assuming.
"I wouldn't want those girls to think anything funny" It was a fairly good excuse but for Sting, it became more like entertaining, a glint of amusement in his eyes. Whatever he's thinking, I did not like it—not one bit.
"Really? And what exactly are they talking about?" Then, suddenly I regret telling him. It's not all bad when it's just us girls but with Sting, it comes across fully embarrassing and really awkward.
"N-nothing, they just like to tease me... They just immediately jump to conclusions, they're crazy!"
"You can't exactly blame them. They've been perverted and obnoxious about such things ever since" He explained with a grin.
"Yeah, I wouldn't have thought they were like that. To be completely honest, I've always thought you were perverted and obnoxious" I admitted. When I think about it, he was the one who took his shirt off (I still think it's on purpose) when he helped me unpack, then there's carrying me to place the light bulb—he could have held the stool in place rather than his way of helping. Then, other times were his plain obnoxiousness.
I barely noticed that he leaned so close to my face until he placed the bowl to the side rather too loudly. His face inches from mine, I could literally feel his breathe fanning my lips even though the island counter separated us.
"You're alone downstairs, in the kitchen with the perverted and obnoxious. What will you do about it?" He whispered, bluntly and seductively—I couldn't tell which is which anymore. But I immediately jumped away from him, deeply flustered. I always knew he will say something snarky but at this point, I was unexpectedly caught off guard. Of course, he'll take any chance he could get to say something that could affect me. I hate him.
But I instantly recovered with a deep scowl in my face, this is one of those times that he can be both and it's very annoying. "Nevermind! I'll eat upstairs, you weirdo! I don't want to eat that anymore, you might have put something in there!" I was climbing upstairs with a string of curses and I hate him even more for laughing. He's ridiculous.
It did not take long for Sting to arrive, a few seconds later when I was settled on the bed with both girls by my side. He placed a tray of a variety of delicious food in front of me and I couldn't help but stare in awe along with Mirajane and Levy. The main dish consisted of some beef stew and rice, bread pudding on the side and freshly squeezed orange juice on the corner. Overall, it looked amazing, I almost forgot Sting could really cook.
"You still think I put something weird?"
I gave him a look which he clearly took for what it was before taking a spoon of the main dish and basically shoving it into my face. "Say ah"
This is weird, I stopped him midway. "You don't have to feed me, you know"
"Yeah, I know. I just want to know how it would feel like to take care of you" The girls beside me instantly snickered and here I was, trying to prevent myself from getting flustered.
"Whatever" I looked away from him, hopefully the tint on my cheeks would subside.
He nudged me with his arm—still insisting that I should be fed. It still feels weird for me, nobody ever fed me like this, not even my parents. I usually do this on my own but I stared at the spoon one last time before giving in.
At the same time, both girls snickered louder. I could have stopped there but he didn't mind at all and I was still hungry, so I let him.
Every bite became more delicious than the last, I believe that he could cook better than me. Well, considering that he owns a number of restaurants with his own recipes—he is better than me.
"Here, you just have a little something" He said, eyes focused—wiping something away on the side of my mouth.
"Uhh, thanks-"
"Aww, you guys look so cute together!" The white haired girl squealed in delight.
"Shut it. You're giving me a headache" Their cheers and yells couldn't be anymore louder.
"But I just can't help it! You guys are gonna make such wonderful babies some day!" She added. So, that was my que to stop her before Levy jumps in and make everything worse.
"Okay, that's enough. I suddenly lost my appetite" I was lying, my eyes were still fixated on the untouched pudding but Sting had to go before they say something stupid. I don't want to endure all of this just because I'm sick.
"You sure?"
"Yeah..." I gave Mirajane a look before Sting nodded his head and walked away with the tray in his hands.
When he was out of sight and earshot, I glared at them almost instantly as they back away slowly. These girls are just impossible to handle, they assume one thing to another and take any chance they could get to say something stupid. Not just today but all the damn time, from the moment I met Sting up to this point—They're just all over the place, I couldn't breathe.
"You can't keep doing this to me, you guys are just impossible!"
"We know. We're just so happy for you" said Mirajane.
"Yeah, but could you at least tone it down a little"
"I'm sorry... We should make you feel better rather than doing the opposite..." She turned away from me, slight pain obviously etched on her face. I immediately felt guilty, not wanting to see the look on their faces ever again.
I sighed heavily. "You guys have been making me feel better from the beginning... Look, all I'm asking is for you guys to at least stop doing this every time... Is that okay?"
"Y-yeah, I suppose so"
"And I'm not mad in case you're wondering... Now, come here. I'm about to tell you a little something" In the end, I could never stay mad at them for too long. They both sat closer in front of me as I told them everything that I could tell them from the beginning.
Well, I at least told them in a heartfelt voice all that I never told them. I found Sting hot when I first met him at the buffet, that was my honest opinion and I shamelessly admitted. I did enjoy watching shirtless Sting carry my cabinet when he helped me unpack. Then, everything else followed. From the restaurants, up to his tree house (but I could never tell the making out part, I just couldn't). Until I finally covered everything and when I finally finished they both stared at me—no questions asked, no teasing and no loud squeals. It's a little bit disturbing coming from them.
"Well...?"
"Well what?" Levy asked.
"You're not saying anything... Am I missing something?" Because I'm clearly not understanding what's going on, they both eyed each other for a second before deciding to laugh on my face.
"That's what we have been waiting for, you idiot... You wouldn't tell us anything"
Wait, did you plan this?!" Clever. But they didn't answer my question, they just stood up from the bed with wide smiles on their faces.
"Thank you, Lucy-chan" What?
"Let's go before Sting steals you away" They pulled me by the hand, rushing outside through long strides. I didn't even notice until now that I was wearing a pair of blue-striped pajamas, the polo two sizes too big, along with the pants. But I did not pay that much attention as the sun hits my face, it felt so good. They were right, I needed this. My bare feet immediately felt hot under the white sand, I giggled lightly. Fiore's beach is really one of a kind, there's even a patch of sand curving into the water.
They rushed to my side as we started walking aimlessly. I figured that Levy still haven't mentioned anything to Mirajane about Gajeel but observing her right now, she looks so happy and contented. I could almost see the stars in her eyes and the cheekiest of her giggles. As for Mirajane, she's still the same extrovert with a few issues. Apparently, a guy decided to hit on her at her own bar.
We paid close attention to the white-haired girl, a glint of amusement in our eyes.
"Really? What happened?" I asked.
It's not like Mirajane to blush scarlet red at all but watching her like this is really amusing. "W-well, you know that I also serve the drinks... It's not really new that someone tries to woo me"
"But what's different with this one?" Levy purred.
"U-umm... He's a cute guy... Blonde hair, gray eyes... A scar over his eye-" Did she just say a scar over his eye?
"-At first he went with his friends for a couple of drinks, he sat down in one of the stools and I always entertain my customers, so I talked to him and he hits on me every once in a while and it's not the annoying kind either... I-I did not expect him to be back, I had so many to take care of the next day... But he-he did and then the next day and the next..." I was wrong, the stars in her eyes were clearly visible just like Levy's.
I smiled at her, completely happy that she's happy—even if the guy has a weird scar on his face. "What's his name?"
"Laxus Dreyar" She sighed dreamily, this is so not Mirajane-like.
"I'm so happy for you but why do you always go for the bad boy? A scar on his face is not really something to be proud of. For all you know, he's a gangster downtown!" Levy interjected meant to tease the other, I could only think that out of all people, she's the one who said that Laxus has a weird scar on his face. I mean, Gajeel has freaking piercings on his face!
"I-I do not! He's a really nice guy" She defended.
"Really? What about that guy Freed" Levy furthered. Yeah, I forgot that Levy knew more about her. I could only watch in amusement as they bicker at each other back and forth.
"He's-he's a cool guy, okay?!"
"You used to go ride his motorcycle, if you know what I mean" The bluenette wiggled her brows as I drift my attention on my feet—no I don't know what she means. I could hear Mirajane thrashing and blushing like a school girl. Please be over soon.
"Lucy!" I closed my eyes in relief, Sting's voice rang from the back. I turned around to see him in his black tank top and board shorts. As I narrow my eyes further, a four-footed creature trailed behind him.
When he came close, I realized that the creature trailing behind him is a gigantic dog with snow white pelt and icy blue eyes similar to his. He looked so cute, his ears pointed upwards and a red collar circling its neck. Instinctively, I stooped on my knees to pet the cute dog, it immediately wants to be petted.
Its pelt felt so soft like silk under my touch, I giggled lightly. I always loved dogs, I had a dog once when I was little. My mom said I called her Maggie, we always played outside together and this cutie right here reminds me of her even though they're completely opposite. Maggie was so small and brown, eyes like deep craters and nose so sharp. I miss touching a puppy like this.
"Lucy, meet Storm... He's my wise companion, a canine in training, my loyal friend-"
"Stop it with the introduction... Of course Storm is your name... You're really cute" I purred, looking directly at his face. He barked once before licking my face, my cheek instantly wet with dog food saliva.
"You never told me you have a dog" I said accusingly as I stood up, dusting myself.
"And a cat... You never asked" Good point, but still...
"Here, watch this" He threw a red saucer in the air as Storm runs as fast as his paws could take him, white sand dusting his pelt. When he jumped, he caught the saucer swiftly in between his mouth. I stared in amazement as Storm runs back to his owner.
"That's so cool... Storm, you're so awesome!" I patted his head happily, his tail wagging in the process.
"Don't give him all the credit" Sting muttered.
"Right. You're a great teacher, I suppose" Because I didn't know what to tell him. He picked the saucer in hand, extending it in front of me.
"Do you wanna try?" The smile on my face stretched wider, taking the disc by the other end. But no matter how enthusiastic I was, the disc only wiggled in the air and Storm isn't able to catch it.
"Your throw sucks" He commented, laughing loudly than usual.
"Shut up!"
He grinned. "Here, I'll teach you" Sting picked the saucer in the dog's grip once again as I held on the other end. He held my hand for guidance, the other did not go unnoticed as he placed it on the curve of my waist, twisting my body to the right.
"You just flick your wrist and throw... Just like this" He instructed softly from behind, a shiver went down my spine momentarily after. Just like what he demostrated, the disc flew in the air and the canine finally caught it.
After a few more throws, we both decided to talk while walking over to the curve where both girls are—having their own fun, taking pictures of each other. I laughed lightly as we talked about random things, then we came across music-
"...-They'll neve take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my four-five. Cocked on these suckas, time to die, Even a youngster" My eyes widened when I gazed at him, I never knew he could rap and I instantly recognize the song.
My smile widened as I follow along with him.
"-Causin' ruckus on the back of the bus, I was a fool all through high school, kickin' up dust. But now I'm labelled as a trouble maker" Then we just started singing until the main chorus. I was enjoying myself too much.
"I never knew you were a fan" He commented.
"Tired of the strain and the pain... Ohhhh... Shut up, I'm still singing" He grinned as I continued.
"Tired of the strain and the pain... Ohhhh...-" My singing descended into a comfortable silence, both of us just smiling geekily ahead. Well, we have at least one thing in common now.
"...Lucy, can I hold your hand?" I was caught off guard at his sudden request, a few minutes later.
I know that my cheeks became flustered but I couldn't say anything, so I just nodded my head. Slowly, he intertwined his long fingers with mine. His warm fingers encasing my small hand, I eyed the whole contact along the way and he noticed.
"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.
I brought our intertwined fingers up. "Nothing, I was just thinking about how small my hand is compared to yours"
He chuckled, pressing his lips on the back of my hand. "But I like it"
And I could only agree. "Yeah..."
Disclaimer: I do not own the song that they were rapping. If you know the song, I love you XD we have one thing in common. But yeah, I do not own the song.
Pain - 2pac
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