Summary: Some dialogue blatantly stolen from 3rd Rock from the Sun, Natsu thinks blonde is a poor description for Lucy's hair while Laxus just doesn't get it.
Pairings: ImpliedNatsu/Lucy, Mira/Natsu friendship, and some implied Mira/Laxus.
Author's Note: Thank you so much for giving me over EIGHTY ONE HUNDRED reviews and so quickly as well!
It was late one evening when Natsu staggered into the guild with a bloody nose, cut lip, and definitely a black eye forming. This was sadly not an unusual event but usually Natsu was accompanied by an equally beaten up Gray and a very satisfied Erza. This time round he had come alone and this raised Laxus' suspicion.
Actually, now that Laxus thought about it Natsu was doing that more frequently. Ever since that new blonde joined the guild….hmm….
"Oh Natsu," Mira sighed heavily "Did Lucy kick you out of her apartment through the window, again?"
"Yeah," Natsu mumbled dejectedly, "I don't know why. I didn't do anything and Happy got to stay!"
"Go through it with me slowly," Mira smiled, "and I will help you."
"All right," Natsu shrugged, "I broke into Lucy's apartment and-"
"Ah Jeeze, not again," Laxus interrupted as he rolled his eyes. Lately all of Natsu's stories started with 'I broke into Lucy's apartment and…' it was beginning to get incredibly irritating. "What is it with you and that blonde?"
"Blonde? Blonde?!" Natsu repeated furiously. "Describing Lucy as blonde is inaccurate, a complete understatement," Natsu said indignantly, "Lucy's hair is like honey with flaxen highlights and just a whisper of gold dancing playfully like the halo that surrounds her." Mira's eyes widened with delight at Natsu's utterly romantic (in her opinion, Laxus thought it was corny) speech on the beauty of Lucy's hair while speaking in such a dreamy, love-sick, tone. Natsu glowered at Laxus, obviously still insulted on Lucy's behalf. "So she's not blonde," Natsu finished disgustedly.
"Whatever," Laxus grunted.
Inside though he was silently freaking out. Was Natsu finally going through puberty and actually having a crush on someone? Oh dear God, no! Laxus did not want to see the carnage of Natsu trying to woo a girl and not understanding the birds and the bees when his Grandfather inevitably has to go through it…again.
The nightmare, the nightmare….
"Oh Natsu, how romantic!" Mira cooed. "I wish someone would describe my hair in such a poetic manner," at this she stared pointedly in Laxus' direction.
"Never going to happen," Laxus deadpanned, "there's nothing poetic about having hair as white as a Grandm-ARGH!"
Laxus silently cursed his own stupidity as he flew across the room and crashed through a wall. After all just because Mira now looked all sweet and innocent in her pink frilly dress and way too cheerful smile doesn't mean that she's not stronger than her over-muscled hulk of a brother.
He so blamed Natsu for this.
His stupidity was obviously contagious.