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March 14, 792
Lucy was sitting in her apartment when a soft knock was heard from her door. Looking up from the book she had been reading in the rare quiet of her even rare empty apartment. She looked at the clock and saw that it was ten til eight. Not too late, but late enough that it was odd for someone to be knocking on her door. Closing the book, after marking her spot, Lucy set it on her coffee table.
Unfurling her legs from under her, she stood up and went to the door and opened it. Only to feel her jaw go slack at who she saw standing there. Blinking a few times and looking just beyond her visitor, to see if someone was playing a prank with illusion magic. When she saw nobody else or even detected anyone else, Lucy looked back at her guest. Who seemed to be looking a bit annoyed at her reaction.
"I can leave if you'd like." He said, his voice laced with the annoyance his face showed.
Giving a small shake of her head, Lucy stepped back and waved him into her apartment. Which he did with a few swift steps his eyes staring forward. Leaving Lucy to feel a bit put out as she shut the door and walked around him to stand before him and off to the side. A small hesitant smile on her lips as she again waived and waved for him to sit anywhere he wanted.
When he didn't move, but instead finally glanced around her small living space, Lucy watched his face carefully. She had come to learn that he had subtle signs that were barely there when he talked or looked at things. From what she was seeing, Lucy could tell that he was a bit surprised at what her apartment looked like. Making her smile a little as he seemed to relax once he finished looking around.
"Humble isn't it." She stated softly.
He turned to look at her with eyes that assessed her as he spoke, "Yes. But for some reason, it fits you perfectly Lucy."
At his compliment Lucy smiled and walked to the couch and sat on it, pulling her legs up under her again. Her eyes on him, waiting for him to state why he appeared at her house, rather late at night. Figuring there had to be a good reason because it was obviously not council related. Since he was wearing black slacks and a gray dress shirt that was tucked in with charcoal over a jacket to complete it. Just one thing stood out to her the most, he had his hair pulled back in a low ponytail, instead of up in it's normal clipped state.
After a few minutes, Lucy's patience was rewarded with him replying. "Do you know what today is, Lucy," he asked her, his voice mellow and polite.
Raising her eyes, as she racked her brain, unable to come up with anything, Lucy just shrugged her shoulders and shook her head no. Getting a look of exasperation from her guest as he started to fidget a bit nervously in front of her. His composure crumbling little by little. Leaving her to wonder just why he was reacting like he did. Since he always seemed so sure.
"You Lucy are an unconscious enabler. And that makes things difficult," he said as he brought up a hand and ran it through his bangs as he started to pace back and forth. "You recall the gift you gave me for Valentines last month right?"
He paused looking at her, as she sat there curled up on her couch. Her mind recalling that interesting event, bringing a smile to her face. That had been a rather amusing turn of events, learning that Lahar could lose all composure and be verbally creative. Showing that he hid much under that mask and armor. It had been a truly delightful valentines day and now it was exactly one month later.
As that thought crossed her mind, Lucy felt her mouth form a little 'o' shape as it dawned upon her what today was. Blinking and hanging her head at being so forgetful, since it wasn't really practiced in her guild. Growing up she recalled her father always gave her mother a trinket on this day. So when she finally asked why he did that, her mother told her that it was called White Day, a day that men returned the gifts to the woman that they loved.
Swallowing as she lifted her head up and looked at Lahar, she spoke. "Yes. It isn't something I will easily forget Lahar. And I am sorry."
She watched as he blinked at her when she said she was sorry. "It is okay. And it looks like you recall what today is as well," he spoke.
Giving a nod of her head, Lucy blushed as Lahar came over and stood directly before her. Pulling the one hand he had shoved in his jacket out. Revealing a thin long black box in it, wrapped with a golden ribbon. The blush that was creeping across his face as he seemed to feel awkward. Not wanting to make him feel edgier, she reached out and took it. Letting her fingers brush gently against the palm of his hand as she lifted it.
The box was a bit more weighted that she expected as she brought it to her lap. Placing it down gently on her leg. Looking up, she saw a rather cute look of childlike expectancy on Lahar's face, before turning her gaze back to the box. Slowly she tugged on the ends of the gold ribbon to untie it. Letting it fall once it was untied, before grasping the lid of the box firmly and tugging it upwards. The gasp that came from her lips as she saw what lay in the box, had tears forming in her eyes as she looked up at him.
Carefully she reached out and picked up the silver key, holding gently in her hand as she examined it. Immediately recognizing the constellation on it, it was the foal, Equuleus. Bringing it to her chest and hugging it, Lucy looked up at Lahar. Who had an unsure look on his face as he watched her and gave him a warm smile.
"Thank you, Lahar. This is a new precious friend you have brought me. I.. I don't have any words that can properly express what I feel right now." she said, before leaning forward and with her free hand hugged him briefly.
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Lahar could honestly say that he felt as if his heart would explode with the overload of emotions running through it. He had taken a great leap of faith to come to Lucy Heartfilia's apartment and give her the gift he had deliberated over for a week. Wanting to get her something that was practical and useful, but at the same times something she would really like. Hell, he had taken to subtly asking Doranbolt questions about her, via questioning him about the members of Fairy Tail. Which had been harder than he thought?
He had forgotten that his friend could rather insightful and intuitive when he wanted to. And after finding out that he was the one that had brought Lucy to their shared office, it made the task even harder. But eventually, Doranbolt had said that to give any girl a gift, would be something she likes and was passionate about. When his mind finally turned over and realized that the thing Lucy had always loved most was her celestial spirits.
After that it went downhill, looking for a key that she didn't already have. Which meant that he had to actually go to the archives and read up on her magic and what keys she had that was listed in her file. When he found out that she was in possession of ten of the twelve golden keys, he felt rather impressed. Thought he saw that one of the keys was now broken during the whole incident with Tartaros. So he made a quick mental list of the silver keys and began his search. That alone had taken three weeks, leaving him with only three days after buying it to get the day off, since it was in the middle of the week, to go give it to her.
But all that grievance and stress that had become nervous energy was gone the moment he saw her tear eyes look at him as she spoke and then hugged him before he could reply. Unsure of what to do with the physical contact, Lahar felt his body stiffen. His heart he was sure had completely stopped for the duration of the hug. Thought he felt cold the moment she ended the hug and withdrew her person from him.
Looking wide-eyed at her as he spoke, "That was sufficient enough. I am glad that you like it."
With that said, Lahar started to stand up, wanting to go so that he could try to analyze what was going on him. Because his mind and emotions were in a tizzy and he couldn't seem to reign them in. In fact, if he was to be completely honest with himself, he wanted to be hugged by Lucy. And no one but his mother and his nursemaid hugged him. It had been over half a year since he had gotten to meet and start knowing Lucy. But already she was having a major effect on his life, in ways that he wasn't sure that he was comfortable.
Looking at Lucy as he let his mask slam back into place, he gave a nod before turning to move towards the door. Stopping when she spoke, "Would you like to watch me make the contract with the spirit, Lahar."
It was an innocent question, as well as an honor from what he understood with Celestial mages who hold their words, promises and contracts above all else. Angling his body so he was looking down at her, his mind and instincts were telling him to leave now. But something in him kept him rooted to the spot, looking down at the blond on the couch looking at him with an innocent almost naive smile on her lips. Giving a small nod of his head to tell her yes.
The way her eyes brightened up, as she unfurled herself with grace, made him fight a smile that was trying to appear on his face. When Lucy was standing he finally took a good look at what she was wearing. A simple pink T-shirt with the phrase, 'I am the princess, deal with it' on and pink and white yoga pants. When she spun and darted to her small wooden writing desk in the corner of the quaint and humble apartment. Taking note that she grabbed a notepad and pen with her free hand, while in the other she held the key.
Her movements were precise as she slides one leg forward, swinging her arm up and then down as she intoned, "I am the person who connects the road to the stellar spirit world. Thou shalt respond to the calling and pass through the gate."
The tip of the key began to glow faintly with a white gold shimmer that formed into the shape of a keyhole, as magic burst up around Lucy's feet as she called out, "Open a door to the foal, Equuleus."
only to hear a 'poof' sound as a small cloud of sparkling silver and gold filled the space before her. When it cleared there before she was a small boy with horses ears and a tail that hung underneath a black mane of hair. As he looked around with a curious look on his face. Making Lahar wonder if he had been summoned recently with the way it all seemed new to him.
Staying quiet, Lahar watched as Lucy knelt down so she was on a level with the boy, notepad, and pen in hand as she began to ask him what his terms for the contract were. As he answered her, she scribbled down the words he spoke before reaching out and hugging him tightly in her arms before telling him it was okay to go back to the celestial realm. The whole ordeal was done and over within less than fifteen minutes. Which was rather efficient in his books as he noted Lucy was now standing again and looking at him with the brightest smile on her face.
With a shake of his head, Lahar gave a rueful chuckle as he spoke, "I will state it again, you are an unintentional Enabler, Lucy Heartfilia."
When he got a tilt of her head as she finally got what he was talking about, she giggled and replied. "Well, I guess in your case I am."
Finally letting his mask relax as he smiled at her reply, Lahar shook his head with another rueful laugh, "I am glad that you like it. It took me a while to figure out what to get you. And then try to find it and purchase it." he said pausing to look at her still hugging the key to her chest, which caused him to flush lightly and look up towards the ceiling when he caught what he was looking at.
After a few seconds he spoke again, "I think I should go. The trip back to Era is a bit long and I only got today and tomorrow off from work. Please take care until we next meet Lucy."
With that, he gave a small curt bow at the waist, before turning on the ball of one foot and swiftly marching from her apartment. Wanting to put some space between them, so he could begin to sort out what was going on in his mind and heart.