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The Bunny And The Dragon
Chapter 3
The Sick Dragon . . .
Today had started out as a normal day. I got up, ate, and made my way to the guild. When I got to the guild, everything seemed normal at first. People were yelling, fighting, talking, drinking, throwing things, and looking for missions. I look around more feeling something is amiss. When I figure out what it is, my eyes widen. Natsu is not here, that is what is wrong. I wonder where he is.
"Lucy," Mira says, greeting me with her usual bright smile. She waves me over to the bar and I gladly oblige, going over to her.
"Hey Mira," I say back, taking a seat at the bar.
"Can I get you anything," she asks all the while cleaning a dirty glass with a wash cloth.
"No, but can I ask you a question," I ask, burning with curiosity.
"Sure," she says with a shrug, trying to act all nonchalant, but I know she is just dying of curiosity. You know what? Maybe I shouldn't ask her this particular question. She might take it the wrong way, blow it all out of proportion, and decide to play match maker. Oh well, it is too late to back out now.
"Where is Natsu,"I ask curiously, but trying not to seem too eager for an answer.
Her eyes literally light up and she almost drops the glass she is holding out of excitement. "Why do you want to know," she asks excitedly, looking as if she is about to pounce on me. Scary. . .
I sigh; I knew I shouldn't have told her. I answer cautiously, "I just happened to notice he is not here and I am curious on where he is, that's it Mira. There is nothing romantic going on here."
She waves off my comment like I didn't say anything and says, "He hasn't come in yet. He also wasn't here yesterday. He is probably sick."
I didn't know he was not here yesterday. I was still sick yesterday so I didn't come to the guild. What if . . . I got him sick? He was with me and quite close to me the day before. I hope I didn't get him sick. After the nice thing he did for me, he doesn't deserve to have gotten sick from me.
Mira, perhaps seeing my guilty and worried face, suggests to me, "Why don't you go to his house and check on him."
I brighten up at the idea. Yea, I will go check on him, not because I love him or anything, but because I am worried about him, and I might be the reason he is sick. That's it.
"I'll do that," I say. I wave goodbye to her and make my way out of the guild to Natsu's house.
It doesn't take too long to get there. It was enough time though to have all my nerves bundled up in a tight ball. I am literally perspiring from nervousness.
I knock on the door gently, knowing there is no need to knock loudly with his super sensitive hearing. I wait for a minute, but I am still not getting any answer. I decide to do what he does to me on a daily basis. I just walk in without his permission. It isn't hard, he didn't lock the door, not that he needs to, he can defeat anyone who dares to break in with ease, and track down anyone who breaks in while he is not home.
I walk in and look around, his apartment is a mess like always. It's not that small mess most people have, it's that huge mess that makes mountain on the floor, making his house look like a small garbage dump. Because of the nice thing he did for me the other day, I decide to clean up this disgusting pig sty, for Natsu of course, not for my sanity or for my disgust at his place.
It takes me a while to clean up his place, but it is worth it because now that I am done, the place looks so much better and cleaner. It makes me feel foolishly accomplished. I'm sure Natsu may not care much, but I couldn't have allowed him to live in that pig sty. I may be cruel, but I am no that cruel.
Now done with all of the cleaning, I search the rest of the house for him. I check the kitchen first, the most likely place he would be, but he is not there. I then continue to check all of the rooms for him, but he is nowhere to be found. I finally make my way to his room and I knock softly on his door. Hearing no answer, I open the door slowly and enter cautiously. I take a quick look around to see if he is here. I spot him on the bed.
I sigh in relief seeing as I have found him and he is not missing. I make my way to his bed. His bed is huge, and when I say it is huge I mean humungous, with dark mahogany wood, and can you guess, fire designed blankets. Shocker there.
Then, there is Natsu. The big goof is sleeping in bed, totally unaware of all the worry he has caused me. I look at him closely and I notice that his face is as pink as his hair. I am now worried, his face shouldn't be heated while he is sleeping, it should be cool, or as cool as Natsu gets. I hear him mumble something ineligible, I wonder briefly what it is he said.
I take in his condition. He is flushed, has a heated face, is incoherently mumbling, and is tossing around slightly. I think he has a fever. Just to make sure, I am going to have to check his temperature. Natsu sure isn't making this easy for me. He is smack down in the middle of the bed so I am going to check his temperature I am going to have to climb onto the bed to reach him. Stupid Natsu, and his freakishly big bed.
I climb onto the bed and sit next to him. I reach out to check his temperature, gently placing my hand on against his forehead. I pull my hand back in shock when my hand makes contact with his head; he is burning up, more than his usually hot temperature. He is still mumbling so I decide to wake him up to see the extent of his fever.
"Natsu, Natsu, wake up," I say trying to wake him up. When he doesn't wake up immediately, I continue saying his name and I lean over him and start to lightly shake him. When that doesn't work I start to shake him harder and I start to yell his name. I am starting to get scared now, but then he suddenly wakes up.
His eyes suddenly shoot open and his body tenses under me. He looks at me, bewildered for a second, trying to comprehend what's going on. He finally calms down and the he proceeds to take in my position over me. He starts to heat up even more.
"Lucy?" He asks confused, still not completely awake.
"Yes Natsu," I ask worried about how his fever has seemed to worsen since waking up.
"What are you doing here," he asks, totally beet red.
"Mira said you were not at the guild yesterday and you weren't here today. So I was worried about you and I decided to come and see if you were alright. It is a good thing I came, your burning up! You probably have a fever," I say putting my hand back against his forehead, only to feel what his face showed; his temperature has gotten even higher.
"Lucy, I am not sick," he says confused.
"Yes you are, your face is all hot and red," I tell him, and if it is possible, his face gets even redder. Yea, he's not sick.
"I'm not sick," he says persistently.
"Yes you are, but don't worry. I'm going to take care of you. I will be right back, I am going to make you some soup. Just stay here and rest. That means no getting up from the bed," I tell him, pointing a finger at him to emphasize my point.
I don't give him a chance to respond. I quickly hop off the bed and make my way out of his room to the kitchen. To my luck, it is Natsu that got sick, so his kitchen, like always, is fully stocked. I find all I need without too much difficulty and then go about making the soup.
The soup doesn't take too long to make. I manage to find a tray, putting a bowl of soup and a cup of water on it. I carefully, slowly carry it to Natsu's room. Being the klutz I am, I almost dropped the tray twice before I reach his room, now that, would have been disastrous.
I slowly enter Natsu's room, glad that I had the insight to leave the door cropped open. I'm pleased to see for once, Natsu has decided to listen to me and still is in bed. If I came in here and he wasn't in bed, I don't care if he was sick, I would have Lucy kicked him back to bed.
I walk over to the side of his bed and carefully place the tray onto the nightstand next to his bed. I then turn back to see his condition. His face is still pink, so I climb back onto his bed and put my hand on his forehead. He is still burning up.
"Natsu, how long have you been sick, and don't even think of giving me that crap about you not being sick," I say in a serious voice.
Onex eyes stare up at me and they capture me in their burning gaze. "I don't know," he replies.
I frown, how do you not know when you are sick or when you got sick? I was literally just sick, so I know that you can feel when you are sick, it is not a pleasant feeling. I shake my head and decide to ignore the voice in my head that is saying something is not right here.
I reach for the soup bowl and the spoon holding them both in my hand, ignoring the way it is burning my hand, "I'm going to feed you, I don't want you waiting too much energy, okay?" I ask him. He nods in compliance, huh, I thought he would fight me on this, I guess not. "You'll like this soup, it's nice and hot with plenty of hot sauce, just the way you like it," I say comfortingly to him.
"I'm sure I'll like it, you're a great cook. I love everything you make," he says positively, flashing me his famously big smile. I blush deeply at the compliment.
"Thank you," I say unusually timid. "Okay, I'm going to start now so open up," I tell him, already having a spoon full of soup in my hand and on its way to his mouth.
It's a good thing I know Natsu so well, well enough to know even if he is sick, he can still eat more than ten normal people. I made a whole big pot full of soup so when he finished with the first bowl and asked for a second serving, all I had to do was make a quick trip to the kitchen and pour him another bowl full. This cycle repeated a couple times until he decided he had enough.
"Thanks Luce, the soup was delicious,' he says, licking his lips in appreciation.
"No problem," I say brightly, smiling hugely, happy I could help him. Wait . . . what did he call me!? "What did I tell you about calling me Luce? My name is Lucy, Lucy!" I say ticked off.
He just grins mockingly back at me. I give him my famous Lucy glare. While that cocky grin remains, he does back down. "Okay, okay Lu-cy," he says, dragging my name out and emphasizing it, making it sound so sexy.
"You are so lucky you're sick or else I would have beaten you up by now," I say glaring at him. He just smiles back at me. That is when I notice something.
"Huh, that was quick," I say confused
"What was quick," he asks back, equally confused.
"It seems as if your fever has gone back down, you're no longer flushed," I say, putting my hand on his forehead, only to feel while it is still hot, it is normal Natsu hot.
"I guess it was your soup, it made me all better again," he says, laughing nervously.
"Uh-huh," I say dubiously, but I push all my suspicious thoughts away, knowing he really was sick because he was sleeping when I found him. There is no way he could have pretended to be sick while he was sleeping.
"Well, now that you are feeling better, I am going to leave. I don't want you to leave your bed for the rest of the day, just stay here and rest," I tell him in my no nonsense tone.
"Okay Lu-cy," he says, playing with my name again, and I flush before I storm out and go back to my apartment for the rest of the day.
The poor bunny . . . if only she knew she had fallen into the dragon's trap. The dragon wasn't really sick; he was only pretending to be to get her attention. I wonder what the dragon was dreaming about that had him blushing so. Poor, oblivious bunny, he was just playing along. The predator gets his prey again.
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