Hey there! Like I promised, here is another chapter of Love for sport. Since it was a long weekend, I got the time to write this little chapter. As always, I hope you'll like it!

"Not again" a male voice shouted definitely mad and exasperated at the same time

"When will stop beating up everybody?" Another one added desperate as well.

That's when the scarlet haired woman shout them one of those glare that would freak the shit outta them. Even though they were the coaches, they couldn't help but be scared of their most powerful player, Erza Scarlet. They weren't the only one though. All the other females player didn't dare approach her afraid she might kick her punch them in the face.

Though, she wouldn't stay long. Because of her aggressive behavior, the referees would expulse her in less than five minutes after mostly of the time her first punch. She couldn't help it; those girls could truly be annoying sometimes saying she should play with the boys instead of the girls. She would always asked them why they thought so and the only answer they would give her would be that it was simply because they didn't consider her as a woman.

She knew that by this they meant she looked more a man then a woman, but she felt kinda proud. That meant she was a strong person and she always wanted people to think this way about her.

At least that was what I heard about her. I understood the girls to be afraid! It isn't every day you see someone punch you into the face because you stole the ball away from her. I did what I had to do and expulse her showing her my red card. She wasn't impressed at all; guess it was normal for her since every game was the same. She left the field without looking back her teammates not even telling her goodbye. They actually looked like they were relieved she was gone. What the hell was wrong with them?

The coach replaced her by a white haired girl and didn't even bother looking at the scarlet haired woman. As I make sure she was leaving, I saw somebody standing up from the bleachers and follow her. The guy had blue hair and seemed worried about her. Even though I wasn't that close to her, I could clearly see she was blushing. Her face was even darker than her hair. As they were holding hands leaving, I noticed that the crowd was all 'Bouhhhhh and telling her get out of the field' which I thought was pretty mean. It was true she did something wrong and even dangerous, but looking kinda saying that wasn't something she deserved. Determined, I asked the coach to calm his parents who I found pretty mean or else they'd lose by forfeit.

Alarmed by what I just said, I guess, he started running in the direction of the bleachers and asked politely to his player's parents to shut the fuck up. He had said it exactly this way. I couldn't help it, but smile a bit. The look on the parents' faces was just too funny. They sure were utterly shocked by that outburst coming out from their team's coach, but they kept their mouth shut for the rest of the game. At least I had thought so.

There were barely five minutes left and the score was still equal. None of the teams had made a single goal. And that's when one of the girls hit the ball with her palm right in the goalie's box. As I whistled to call a penalty and make sure to give a yellow card to the girl for stopping a chance to score, I heard the parents yelling I was the worst ref of all. That she hadn't done anything wrong and she didn't deserve a yellow card for that.

I felt my blood starting to boil. She didn't deserve it? She had touched the ball with her hand on purpose! What the hell was wrong with them? It they wanted so badly to do my job at my place, they should have said it earlier. I would have gladly accepted to tell the chosen parents all the calls he had missed. I'm sure the parents would have shut up for good.

That when I heard his voice. As I look up, I noticed the pink spot in the bleachers. He was there, Natsu was there. What the heck was he doing here?

Concentrating on what he was saying, and looking at his angry face, I couldn't help but flush a deep red.

"Who the fuck do you old geezer think are? She made the right decision and I think you should all stop complaining about her work! I would have like to see you on the field doing her job. Most of you are too damn fat to run during all the game I'm sure of that! He said pointing at some people. Others are whining because they don't know a freaking thing about soccer. Now everybody shut your fucking trap of else I'll freaking beat the shit outta you. Understand?" He yelled

"Let me guess, that girl is your girlfriend right?" An arrogant old man asked trying to act cool when in reality he was afraid he might have pee his pants.

"Yeah, so I dare you say some rude things to her!"

I stop breathing right on the spot. Did he really say I was his girlfriend? Did he really freaking said that? I couldn't believe it! That's when I thought he might be bluffing just to make the old geezer shut it.

Everybody was silent. Nobody dared move a single inches thinking they might die on the spot. I broke the silence by whistling for the girl to take her shot. When she made the goal, I casually jump in happiness. This freaking game was finally over. No more yelling, no more whining.

Signaling the end of the game, I filled rapidly the sheets, gave them to their respective coaches. I didn't even stay for the hand at the end of the game. I couldn't care less about that. I wasn't actually in the mood and there was something way more important that was worrying me.

Natsu

Levy and Juvia didn't try to follow me which I found strange, but didn't pay much attention to either. That's when we made eye contact. His black orbs were following every move I made. I must admit I was a bit nervous about it, but I tried to act like it didn't bother me at all. The parents were leaving with their child, the one from the team that had lost still whining.

"Thanks for what you did" were the only words able to leave my mouth.

As he looked at me, he finally told me the thing I was worried about the most.

"Sorry for the girlfriend thing, I thought they would shut up more easily if I brought them that reason. I didn't want to make you feel ashamed."

"That's alright. It doesn't bother me at all." I said which wasn't true at all. I felt strange when I heard those words leaving his mouth earlier, like there were butterflies in my stomach, but right now, it was quite different. I felt hurt. I didn't understand why, but I tried to hide it because I didn't want him to think I might like him or something. Wait what? Like him? It is too early to say that! I mean, it isn't because he protected me and acted all sweet with me that I will fall for him that easily! Who knows, he may be pretty much like that flirty guy form the same team as him!

Saying I wasn't moving a single inches when he was passing his hand in front of my face, he put something in my hand and murmured at my ear: Call me whenever you need somebody to be by your side. And with that he left.

My face was red as a tomato, but fortunately, he couldn't see it since he had turned around and started walking away.

As I unfolded the paper, I noticed his phone number was written on it with a cute little sentence that made my heart beat a bit faster. I already miss your voice.

What could he mean by this? Does my voice sound that strange?

That's when the reality bumped into me. He gave me his phone number! HIS phone number. Sure thing I was alone or else everybody would have thought I've gone crazy jumping in happiness. I didn't screamed at least…

That's when I felt a warm hand appear out of nowhere on my shoulder. It was tiny and pale. As I turned around to take a look at the person standing behind me, I remarked it was Levy. Juvia was standing beside her both of them smiling like devils. I guess I wasn't totally alone after all…

"So, is it just me or your crush gave you his phone number?" Levy said with an innocent voice.

"He isn't my lover!" I screamed though it sounded so fake…

"Oh sorry, I guess that mean he's your boyfriend! What a cute couple you too make!" She said giggling her hands placed in a heart shape.

"Shut up! I could say the same thing with that beast from the other day. What was his name again…" I said.

"Juvia thinks it was Gajeel"

Levy then turned crimson.

"And what about Gray" Levy shouted

"Juvia loves Gray-sama! What is the big deal? Don't you dare put a hand on him love rival!" Juvia screamed

"What the heck? We both know Levy got the hots for that guy you named earlier, Gajeel is that it?"

"Anyway, you are in love with that pink haired guy" Levy yelled trying to change the target.

"This is nonsense! I barely know him! How could I be in love with him?"

"We call this love at first sight Lu-chan!"

"Anyway, I'm going home! See you guy's next game!" I said not wanting to continue this discussion.

-X-

Arriving at my house, I thought back about what my friends had said earlier. What if I actually liked him? What if it was true?

Stop thinking that way Lucy! You are probably tired thinking about things that don't make sense at all!

And so I let myself fall on the bed not even bothering to change into my pajamas. I drifted to dreamland quickly and the only thing I remembered before falling deeply asleep was that spiky hair of his.

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