Summary: In a desperate attempt to stop Natsu from acting unprofessional (again) Lucy…..well acts incredibly unprofessional.

Pairings: Natsu/Lucy

YouTube Prompt: A Natsu/Lucy tribute to '(Everything I Do) I Do It for You; by Bryan Adams.

They were on a job that Natsu hated and Lucy loved, which immediately meant it was incredibly boring, involved a long train journey, and a lot of money.

Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much money, enough that Lucy would have been able to pay her rent for the next ten years if she had it all for herself. And even if she had to share it, it was enough money that she could pay off her rent for the next few months and take all the fun, and exciting, and highly dangerous jobs, that would definitely end in high damage repair bills that Natsu wanted and not have to worry about a thing.

And all they had to do for it was pose for a photograph with their client. He was apparently their biggest fan, and desperately desired a picture of himself with Natsu, Lucy, and Happy.

"Don't you think it's a bit weird?" Natsu whispered as a servant guided them through the mansion their client lived in. "I mean who pays that much for a photo?"

"Plenty of people do when it's someone they're obsessed with," Lucy shrugged, "There was a time I would have paid that much just to shake Mira's hand let alone have a photo taken with her."

"Yeah," Natsu muttered, "but you're a weirdo."

Lucy's eye twitched as she had to really fight the temptation to not punch Natsu in the jaw for that particular comment as the servant suddenly halted to a stop in front of an ornate door (completed with crystal doorknobs) and turned to face them. "The parlour Miss Heartfilla and…..guests," he finished with a disdainful look as he took in Natsu's scruffy outfit and Happy's slightly grimy fur (Lucy had tried to make them look their best but Natsu, of course, was incapable of staying clean for five minutes let alone when he's fighting off motion sickness and Happy just had to have that sticky, greasy, fish). "His lordship is waiting within."

"Thank you," Lucy replied.

The servant bowed deeply before he opened the door for them and both Natsu and Happy gasped as they took in the rich, luxurious, room with its antique furniture, Persian carpets, and expensively painted paintings of a large variety of people including them.

"Ah!" a small, pudgy, pasty, middle-aged man with big round glasses clapped his hands at the sight of them. "Fairy Tail's finest, Natsu, Lucy, and Happy! It is such an honour to meet you all!" he bowed deeply and hastily they returned the favour. Too stunned to think of any other way to reply. "Now then," the man pushed his glasses up his nose, "I'm Lord Snitter, and-"

"Pfft!" Natsu snorted. "Lord Snitter?" he repeated with a snigger, and Lucy's mouth dropped open with horror as she could easily predict Natsu's (terrible and childish) sense of humour. She knew what sort of words were going to come out next, Snitter, Shitter, and then Lord of the Shit, because yes, Natsu was that immature. It was that whole Fluck/Fuck scenario all over again. "Are you sure you don't mean Lord Shit-"

Desperate times called for desperate measures, in order to prevent Natsu putting his foot in his mouth and ruining the best boring job they had in months, she grabbed him by his scarf, hauled him down, and sealed his mouth shut with her own.

One beat.

Two beats.

Three…..

Determined that Natsu would be suitably silenced and she could conduct this job quickly, quietly, and politely before he regained his senses, Lucy released Natsu and took a step back from him.

Only she didn't get that far as Natsu suddenly pulled her back into him, grabbed her cheeks, and covered her lips with his, kissing her with such a fierce passion that she was certain her lips would burn.

In fact she could feel them smouldering as Natsu deepened the kiss with his tongue, she responded with equal passion, her hands exploring the expanse of his shoulders as she moaned into what was probably one of the best kisses ever.

Natsu's hands wandered from her face to her shoulders, down her waist, along her hips, and then suddenly they grabbed her backside as he lifted her against him, she jumped in response, and entwined her legs round his waist, her denim waistcoat suddenly slipped from her shoulders as Natsu drew away for breath and then nuzzled her cheek, her jaw line, and her neck, and then –

FLASH!

They jumped apart, Lucy staggered around blindly, as a loud click and a blue light startled them. When the spots that danced across Lucy's eyes cleared up she caught sight of Happy's embarrassed face and the unimpressed facial expression of their client.

"I suppose this is what they mean when they say 'don't meet your heroes'," Lord Snitter sighed, "You're not very professional are you?"

Lucy flushed with shame while Natsu muttered something along of the lines 'what did you expect?' before they hastily did the photo and left with their money before Natsu – or Happy – remembered how closely related to shitter their client's name was….

It was a week later when Lucy discovered that not all clients were professional as a photo of her and Natsu kissing appeared on a magazine under the headline of FAIRY TAIL'S HOTTEST COUPLE'S UNPROFESSIONALISM: SHAGGING ON THE JOB!...Natsu and Lucy never got to hear the end of it….