Chapter Seven
Her Hesitance
"Lucy!" Someone shakes my shoulders and I open my eyes, staring into Natsu's confusedly.
What is it?
He jolts as my thoughts run seamlessly to his, before clenching his hands on my shoulders, "You passed out."
For how long?
"Only a few seconds. You've got to stay awake." I go to ask why, when the reminder of my wounds being opened and bleeding comes back to me with a painful, spine-tingling throb. I bite my lip and feel my hands shake.
But I'm so tired… If I sleep, it won't be as painful.
Natsu's eyes softened and his grip lessens, "I know. But you gotta stay with me."
So tired…
My eyes begin to slip closed by his grip tightens and it rouses me once more. I can feel my nerves slowly shutting down, as if being overridden by pain and deeming it too much for me. My body agrees with me at least, it feels like sleep would be such a good idea.
I hear Natsu curse, but it's foggy at the most. I mainly focus on the darkness that's crawling through me, leaving a soothing wash of nothing in it's wake.
"Lucy, look at me. I'm going to do something, but I need your permission to do it." Natsu forces my concentration to his eyes which are completely red by this point, but his scales are gone, and his hair has returned to it's usual scruffy state. His warm hands cup my face, keeping my attention on him and it soothes me, so much that I can think about things other than the terrifyingly comfortable way my body is shutting down.
I struggle but try my hardest to listen to him, as he speaks quickly, as if he's worried about my reaction, "I can heal you. Like I did in the library. Can I do that?"
I blink a few times, before nodding, not really thinking about anything but the sensation that had coursed through me the last time he had healed me. I then wondered if that was why his dragon-side had peaked out during the carriage ride. Before, I had only seen his eyes, but now, with larger wounds, maybe he couldn't keep a tighter control.
"I need verbal permission, Lucy."
Yes.
The minute I think it, he sighs and some of the tension in his shoulders released, as if my word truly meant something to him. I can't help but notice that he wants to heal me. Natsu said that dragons heal dragonesses, or that they used to in battle. That they comforted them, that it was an urge or a duty.
But I wasn't a dragoness so why would Natsu want to help me?
If he heard the question, he ignored it and simply stated, "Stay awake. Stay awake, please."
I nod again and his hands move down, untying the cloth he had wrapped around me. I make a noise when I feel the skin of my wounds peel back, the blood sticking but it doesn't hurt. It itches. That's a little alarming, but I ignore it, happy to float painlessly in this cloud for a while.
He shifts me, only slightly, so my back is sort of propped against the chaise side. I look down my body as he pulls away the last of the wrap. Three long, sharp claw marks lay across my pale skin, blood seeping out of the wounds. It's a wonder it's not deeper, and I'm not suffering severe blood loss.
Maybe I am.
The two closest to my uterus are the worst, wide and peeled back, showing muscles and ligaments that I didn't want to see. My stomach spasms and a gush of blood seeps from the side, staining the dark soft fabric of the couch. I momentarily get a fuzzy memory of worrying about exactly that.
Natsu observes the damage for a split second, eyes narrowed before leaning in. His lips brush against the side of the lowest one, and I feel the stream of magic leave his body and pulsate into mine. But it's not the same. It seems subdued, and not by Natsu. I struggle to find the difference before realizing I had another chain of magic working it's way through my body.
My hand fumbles a little and he glances up, watching as I rip off the bracelet around my wrist and throw it away. The pulsating turns warm, and I take a deep breath in, closing my eyes as a small sound escapes me.
Better.
He makes a low noise and the flow of his magic strengthens, washing through my body like warm silk. I watch as his mouth runs along the edges, before his the tip of his tongue traces the path back and then magic begins to happen. The edge of the wound pulls closer ever so slowly, string-like skin reaching out and melding into the opposite side, pulling over the gaping slash. It's like being stitched back together by my own body, but so quickly and seamlessly.
Natsu doesn't stop, moving along the next portion of the tear. His lips are warm and his tongue is smooth, the skin healing and attaching itself as he goes along. When it gets to the worst part, he stops and murmurs, "The muscle is torn here. I'll need to heal that, okay?"
Okay.
He glances up at me, checking for reassurance but I don't know why he's so worried. Why would I make a big deal about him healing another part of me?
When his tongue dips into my wound, I realize then. It traces the laceration inside of me, and my stomach spasms, not used to such an intrusion. But luckily, the muscle heals almost immediately, molding together seamlessly. He closes his mouth for a second, leaning back before continuing on.
Is it hurting you?
His mouth traces my wound, but I hear his voice rumble through my head, No.
I shiver and it brings some feeling back, the searing pain of the wounds left unhealed stunning me for a second. The shock of him speaking through his mind and to me has brought some of me back.
Before I know it, he's on the other edge of the wound, and the only thing left is skin where the wound was, skin stained with my blood. He pressed his tongue to where the wound used to be, lapping lightly and I shiver a little.
How does it work?
You'd have to ask Igneel. I've never been able to do it before.
His admission shocks me, but he's moving onto the second cut, which is just on the verge of slicing through my belly button. He starts on one side and moves over, lips rubbing over the edges, magic sliding through me blissfully, then his tongue lightly strokes the rugged skin. I close my eyes and breath out slowly, focusing on his warm smooth muscle, lightly working along the ridges to make them smoother as the skin begins to knit itself back together.
Another pulse of magic flows through me, and it's a little more potent this time, causing my body to twitch a little. He takes a shaky breath in, and pauses for a second, lips pressed against my skin.
Are you okay?
You are bleeding, and in pain. Yet, you are asking if I'm okay. His voice is deeper in my mind, and it's almost a deep whisper, calming and exciting all at once.
Doesn't hurt. I admit, opening my eyes to find his eyes which are stuck to my face.
That means I'm doing it right.
We fall into silence and he heals the second cut, moving onto the third which seems more like a scratch in comparison to the others. With this one, he kisses along it, rarely using any tongue but it seems like it is enough. It molds together and forms into smooth, pale skin, not even a scar left.
Natsu sits back on his heels, wiping at his mouth a little before asking gruffly, "How do you feel?"
I do a mental assessment before a thrum of power takes my notice. The pain had been holding back my ability, distracting me from the edges and now that I'm not really in pain, it creeps closer, ready to relieve some of the tension that I had built from all the negative emotions of being in pain.
My eyes widen and I point at the bracelet that's sitting innocently on the floor. Natsu moves without thinking, grasping it with his long fingers and clasps it over my wrist. The effect is instantaneous. Fae magic flows through me, soothing that wild urge to shriek and the power recedes.
I focus on taking large, deep breaths in, sitting up so I can pull my knees to my chest and close my eyes. A warm hand strokes my back slowly, as I gulp in air, pushing down the panic simultaneously. After a few minutes, Natsu questions softly, "You okay?"
"Yes. Just, overwhelmed me for a bit."
"You don't need to explain. Can you move?"
I nod and release my knees, straightening my back as Natsu leans away from me, giving me some space. My stomach is a little tight, and I'm cold, sticky and a little nauseated but the worst of the pain is gone.
"Thank you." I whisper, pressing my hand to my bare stomach where not even a semblance of the wound is there. His words about never being able to heal before ricochet through me. It leaves me with about a billion questions but I don't really feel up to asking them right now. I feel weak, and sort of lifeless.
What is wrong with me?
"I think you went into shock. You've lost a lot of blood. Hopefully, Erza grabs something that will trigger your body to create more." He tells me, as if reading my thoughts. I nod and the movement makes me dizzy. I keep my eyes open and focus on the far wall. I also notice that he doesn't reply to my gratitude and wonder why that is.
He takes my silence as a way of standing up, "I'm going to go make you some tea. Can you stay awake until I get back?"
"Yes." I'm grateful for the chance to be alone, because there's something aching inside of me. Once he leaves, I lean back and try to focus on it. The bracelet's magic keeps my power calm, and inside that metaphysical cave, so I'm fairly certain it isn't that. I glance over to the doorway where three of our bags are leaning against the edge of it.
One of them holds clothes, the other is filled with things Erza deemed absolutely necessary to bring but wouldn't tell them what she packed. And the third, has the bottles filled with the mixture Eileen made for me.
Realization slaps into me. I'm craving touch, that has to be it. I had a bottle a few hours ago, but stress and pain always had made me needy previously, so why wouldn't it do the same thing now? I go to stand up but before I can, Natsu is back, with a warm mug of tea that smells heavenly.
"Careful, it's hot." He warns, handing over the mug that smells like cinnamon and herbs. I try to listen to his warning but suddenly, I'm just so thirsty, and tense. The pain may have gone physically, but that part of me that holds onto my nymph heritage is making my concentration hazy and my feelings gloomy, needy and depressed.
I gulp the tea down, ignoring Natsu's, "Oi, I said it was hot." It is hot, so hot that it burns my tongue but it's also so nice that I don't really care. I pull the cup away from my mouth, and Natsu swipes it from me, setting it down on the little table that's in front of the chaise.
He turns back to me, and his hands come to my face, eyes serious, "Open."
I frown at him, confused and he repeats, "Open your mouth."
"Why?"
He doesn't answer and I sigh, not really feeling well enough to argue for a reason. I just open my mouth and he tilts my head, "You could have burnt your throat."
I reply with a non-committal sound and he allows me to close it, pulling his hands away. I miss the warmth and tingle they brought. "I just finished healing you, try and avoid causing yourself more injuries."
"My tongue is a little burnt," I admit and he gives me look, 'next time listen to me'. I pout at the look, and his eyes soften but I'm too busy wondering out loud.
"Could you heal that?"
He stills and it takes me a long minute to realize that for him to heal my tongue, he'd have to stick his tongue and - oh. I flush, wishing I had a filter but he just gruffly answers, "For me to heal, I have to concentrate. I don't think, under those circumstances, I could."
It makes sense to me, kissing is distracting.
Of course, my record of three kisses doesn't say much.
A thought occurs to me, and I inch closer to him, narrowing my eyes, "You always answer my questions."
"Do you want me not too?" He replies, a confused look on his features and I shake my head.
"I'm not used to someone just answering. It's strange."
"The things you ask, don't have any impact on me if I answer them." What an odd reply.
"Do you have secrets?"
His left eyebrow crooks upwards, "Yes."
"What are they?"
He breathes out a laugh, but I can tell my honesty has shocked him. I know for a fact that I'm not usually this… tactless, and it's none of my business what his secrets are, but keeping on this topic is distracting me from my restless state of being.
"That sort of defeats the purpose of secrets, if I just tell you… But, I'll tell you one." He leans in and I feel my spine straighten, a delighted shiver rushing from my ears to my toes at his close proximity. I focus on his eyes, which was almost entirely green now, a statement that he was less dragon then before.
"I'm secretly a… unicorn."
I lean back with an unimpressed pout, and he chuckles, "Not what you were looking for?"
"No." I reply mulishly, annoyed for a moment before asking, "Can you get me a bottle of the touch-drink?"
"You only have three left, and we've got more than a few more days to go." He reminds me, and I shrug.
"I'm really not feeling that well. I'll figure out a substitute when the time comes."
"You have a substitute right here." He tells me, leaning back a little and I feel my eyebrows furrow, confused at his statement before a blush begins to crawl up my neck.
"No." I reply shyly, my stomach fluttering around in butterflies at the mention of Natsu letting me cuddle and - for lack of better word - lurch off his warmth and touch. Eileen must have been putting words into his head, because he looks more determined than before, and it worries me that I'll have trouble saying no again.
He proves me right with his next statement.
"Eileen said that the drink is only a means to an end. That a warm body, is a much better comfort source. She also said that you might need to ration the drinks and a willing being could help you."
"Eileen says a lot of things." I try to shrug it off but he see's right through me and crosses his arms over his chest.
"Is it because you are squeamish about touching me, or because I admitted I have feelings for you?"
My god.
The 'admission' had only been a few days ago, but it had been pushed to the back of my mind forcefully because we had a mission to do and I couldn't well do that if I was freaking out about the prospect of Natsu having any sort of romantic sensitivities to me. A little cold-hearted on my part, but I needed to be concentrated and I couldn't do that if Natsu so much as smiling at me, makes me melt.
Which it didn't.
I wondered how far in denial I could be before I inevitably realized Natsu's presence did affect me.
"Lucy?" Natsu prompted and I huffed, looking away with a childish pout.
"I don't know. Both."
"Do you trust me?"
"If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't have let you salivate all over me." I replied, a little ill-tempered now and I wondered if it was Natsu putting me on the spot, or a side-effect of wanting touch. If my attitude bothered him, it didn't show. In fact, he only smiled a little, as if I was greatly amusing to him.
"Then trust me when I say, I'm not looking for a proposal or anything like that. The first thing we need to do, is get you to the Vapid's and aid you. That's the mission. Of course, my feelings and actions are affected by how I feel, but even if it wasn't, I'd still offer it. I just want to help Lucy, that's all."
I am looking at him now, something like suspicion and hope in my eyes as I realize he really isn't trying to pressure me into doing anything I had worried about. He's not hurt that I haven't pursued his feelings or my own, he understands what it's like to have a mission, a purpose and how it takes precedent over anything else for the time being.
"Of course, after we go to the Vapid's and head back to the Molten lands, I plan on wooing the shit out of you." His words make my lips twitch and I sigh, shaking my head at him.
"I'm serious. Prepare to have a wild boar in your room, in the middle of the night."
"Why on earth would you put a wild boar in my room?"
"I'm supposed to let it rough you up a bit before swooping in - like literally, with wings and all - and protect you. Then when I kill it, you cook it and we get to have a romantic dinner with roast pork." He informs me and I stare at him, my mouth a little open in shock at his words before I giggle.
He's ridiculous.
"That's the most barbaric and slightly disturbing thing I've ever heard. And I'm a horrible cook, so I don't think I fit the criteria."
"When you become Queen of the Molten lands, you'll have cooks to do your cooking for you." He shrugs and a nervous, high-pitched laugh bubbles out of my mouth. I move my hand and slap his shoulder, appropriately horrified and slightly flattered at his words.
"Don't say things like that. You hardly know me." Honestly. Using the word 'when' as if I'm so surely going to become his Queen.
He grins, as if he knows something I don't and it makes me roll my eyes, a little exasperated with him already. How anyone could think of marrying him, was beyond me. He was quite obviously a shit-stirrer, and enjoyed aggravating people. A sense of fondness spread through me, and I cleared my throat to swiftly knock it down, ignoring all thoughts of being Natsu's anything for the time being.
When I focus my eyes back on him, I notice how close we have gravitated to each other, our knees brushing slightly. My pulse jumps in my throat, and I choke off a whine of attention that threatens to break through. In the back of my mind, I know Erza should be back soon but now all I can think about is Natsu and his warm skin.
"Lie back." I whisper, my voice slightly shaky and he releases a puff of warm air, but does as I asked, stretching out on the length of the chaise behind him. I move back a little when he struggles to keep his head on the edge, and he arranges himself so his head and body can fit, his legs parted on each side of the open chaise.
I crawl forward, and settle my body against his, slowly sinking my weight along his warm, toned build. My heart is racing inside of my chest and I let my head lightly rest on his, his heart is almost as fast as mine. His warmth seeps through my clothes, touching my bare stomach and that urging throb inside me lessens.
"Natsu, what happened in the carriage? Why did you growling, calm me down?" I ask, trying to distract myself from my nerves. I couldn't take in his touch if I was so damn nervous or tense.
"Your baser instincts reacted to me." His voice is soft, a little deeper than usual and it rumbles through my senses. I close my eyes and listen to his explanation, liking the way his chest vibrated slightly as he speaks.
"We don't know much about Banshee's but maybe they are a little more animal than we assume. When you whined like that…" I listened to him take a shaky breath in, before he spoke, "It sounded like a wounded dragoness. Like one that was asking for attention and help from a dragon."
"Could Banshee's and dragons somehow be related?"
"They are both neutral beings." He murmurs, voice thoughtful, "Maybe not directly related, but there's definitely something about Banshee's that we are missing or don't know yet."
"And you think that's why I react to your growl?"
"Do you remember how you felt in the carriage? Or was the pain too much to really think?"
Knowing that lying won't help either of us, and that he deserved my honesty since had been so forth-coming, I truly thought about it.
"I didn't like how angry you were… I don't know why I whined, but once I did, and you reacted with that growl, I did it again just to hear it. It comforted me. Made me believe that you'd look after me." I told him, my voice soft with bashfulness but I push through it, firm on letting him know everything I could, "Then you started speaking in that other language, and it really helped. It was like a song, almost."
"I don't speak in that tongue often. Did you understand any of it?"
I shook my head, which was tucked against his chest, "No, I didn't."
"We'll have to tell Erza, or write it down. When we return to my Kingdom after the Vapids, Porlyscia and Igneel might be able to help explain it." I nodded in agreement but remained quiet, feeling the steady thrum of his magic lightly sink into my finger tips. It didn't get any further, on account of the bracelet and he seemed to notice that.
"Do you feel stable enough to loose the accessory?"
"I think so." I murmured, closing my eyes to focus on my power. I knew that once the bracelet was off, talking would be a little more difficult so I began to mold, and shape my ability into a lion's form. Even though it had figured out the ruse and drifted apart after a day, I still did it because, seeing a lion instead of this cloud of white, made me feel a little better.
And it was also like I was accepting my power, because it bonded together and that same big white lion stood at the cave entrance, staring back at me. I slipped off my bracelet and felt a prickle of warmth drip down my spine as Natsu's heat filled me, and began to heal that part of me that ached for touch.
"Hey. What's that?" Natsu murmured and I opened my eyes, focusing on him as my lion sunk to her belly, placing her chin on the cave floor. It didn't really make much sense, considering I knew my power resided in my soul but that's just the image my mind conjured and it helped greatly.
"What's what?"
He was looking down at me, eyebrows furrowed. His jaw worked and he muttered, "It's weird."
"What's weird?" I ask, a little groggy, happily soaking up the full-effects of his warmth without the Fae magic shielding it out.
His hand lifted, and touched my cheek, making me move my head so my chin rested on his sternum and I could look into his eyes, "There's something… different. When we created the link, your magical presence was like a wind. Now, it's changed."
It was my first time hearing how he felt my magic, and I have to say, wind sounds better than mildly painful pins and needles. But I think about his words and frown, "Well, I've changed the shape of my power into a lioness, but when we linked, it was still in that form. I think."
Honestly, when we linked, I was focusing mostly on the fact he bit me. A childish but distracting action that I couldn't help but obsess about for a few hours afterwards.
"It's still feels a little like wind, but it's more solid." He licked his lips in thought, "I can't think of what it feels like. It feels so familiar."
"Are you saying that the feel of my power has changed from when you last felt it?"
"I'm saying it's adapted. It was a little, wild before. It sort of took my breath, but gave me it at the same time. This time, it feels more solid. And it's not taking it, it's just sort of… brushing against me." He explained and I frowned, also confused at the change. It had only been a few days since our magic last touched. If the feel had changed to Natsu, does that mean it changed to Erza?
"Maybe because we linked, and I trust you, it's not trying to… overwhelm you like before." I suggest and the thought intrigues him, and me. Because if I trust him, and my power is affected by that, maybe I have a shot of controlling it.
"We'll have to try it with Erza then, see if it's just us or your magic is beginning to mold closer with you, instead of just your feelings." I understood where he was coming from, my feelings were wild - as all were when you were under stress - but if my power was actually listening to me, and my thoughts, that meant I was really learning how to control it.
I open my mouth to tell him it's a good idea when he states softly, "But I want to try something. Trust me?" Seeing as I did, I nodded silently and he let me relax back into his embrace, turning my head to the side. One of his hands lightly touched my hair and I sunk down, my body sucking in his warmth.
Just as I had finally settled, a low growl reached my ears. I opened my mouth to ask Natsu what he was doing, when my power reacted. The lioness stood inside of me, stretching to the noise before peering down the hallway curiously. The hallway that lead to my mouth. Knowing that she couldn't get out, she was hesitant to run down there. And I was thankful.
The last time she had torn into me, it was because she couldn't get out.
Natsu growled again, the noise urging her forward, slightly playful to my ears and tempting her closer. She took a few steps forward, a little more eager to find out what was making that noise. Fear rushed through me and I made a noise in my throat, trying to convey to Natsu that whatever he was doing, he should stop.
"Trust me Lucy." He stated softly, stroking my hair and it was easier said then done. I fought him at first, and so did my lioness. She reared back, affected by my fear, and showed her teeth, snarling at the noise threateningly.
The next growl he let out was slightly more wild, a silent threat to calm down and submit. As it turns out, I wasn't a submissive type and neither was my power. The lioness took a defensive stance, but surprisingly, stayed by the entrance of the cave, as if protecting whatever was inside there. Or protecting me from this intruder. She balanced on the balls of her feet, ready to slash but Natsu's power held firm.
He lingered there, not feeding her anger, just hovering there, watching her. I realized then, he could actually see her. It was like he was in my mind, and he could see that part of me, because I could. It would have bothered me, but strangely, it really didn't.
I could feel his ability creep closer, a warm brush of fire that forced my lioness to step forward in challenge but she didn't leap forward. I was too busy basking in that warmth, and her shoulders relaxed. I could vaguely feel the hand in my hair, lightly stroking along my scalp, soothing me and by connection, my power.
The lioness crept closer, once again curious about what that feeling of comfort was and that's when his power swept up against her. It rushed through me, ardour touching each corner of my body. I gasped and my body writhed when I felt the brush of fur inside me, realizing that it was my power, in lion form, reacting to Natsu.
"G-god." I whimpered and Natsu breathed a chuckle, but it was tight, filled with intensity as another wave of warmth brushed through me. Smooth, thick fur rubbed my insides as a result and I twitched, hands clutching Natsu's shirt to hold on as my legs tensed and my heart raced inside of me. It lingered in all different spots this time, leaving me needy and my lioness rolled around in the aftermath, completely eager to feel it again.
"More." I choked out, and Natsu sucked in a breath, his body stirring against me.
"One more time. It won't… I can't control myself if I do it any more after that."
I whimpered but nodded, agreeing, impatient and yearning for more of that same rush. It was like nothing else I had ever felt, filled with heat, and passion and everything that left me boneless and burning all at once.
Natsu waited for a few long minutes, and the anticipation made it worse, but better. My thoughts were flying around from one end to the other. I couldn't concentrate on anything. Natsu's hand slipped out of my hair, around the back of my neck as if bracing me whilst the other pressed against my lower back.
"Ready?"
I was about to nod when the heat rushed through me. It caressed every corner inside of me, leaving a shaking mess in its wake, and I let out a long whine when the sensitive feeling grew more because the feel of the ethereal fur brushing up against those spots left me breathless. I kept my eyes closed, riding out the feeling, before it slowly seeped away.
"What did you do?"
"I connected with your lioness and tried to calm her."
"She doesn't feel calm." I stated slowly, my heart racing inside of my chest as Natsu breathed a shaky chuckle. I could feel him peer into my brain, where I was watching the lioness roll around, playful and eager for more attention.
"When you try to calm a wild animal, you've got to make them submit. You wouldn't submit so I tried a different way. She might not be calm, but she's…" He wandered off and I finished it for him.
"She's happy." I looked up at him and he nodded, but his green eyes staring at me. I marveled at his control. I was so sure he would have had red eyes after all that.
"How did you do it?"
A slightly smug smirk spread across his lips, "Dragons are at the top of the animal kingdom Luce. That means they are connected to each animal. I think it worked as well as it did because I knew you." He shrugged and it didn't really make sense but I didn't pick at it, my body still shivering and covered in pleasant goosebumps.
A warm touch on my cheek made me focus back on him, and he was staring down at me, looking deep into my eyes that I clearly saw the flash of red that shot through his for a split second.
"Your lioness is lovely."
I blinked at his compliment before blushing, "Thank you."
He smiled a little bit, watching me before a curious look appeared on his features, "What did it feel like to you?"
"Huh?"
"Well, I knew it was going to feel warm to you. But I was channeling it to your lioness, so it would have just been a little bit of warmth. Then you asked for more, so I guess, you felt something as well." I flushed at his words, because I did feel something. When he had connected with my power, he had connected with me. Even if he didn't realize it.
Remembering how the fur brushed up inside me, gave me another shiver and I rested my head back down on his chest, "It's not really important."
A large smash made me sit up suddenly, fear climbing up my throat. My eyes snapped around, searching for Natsu but I was alone on the couch, covered in a blanket, the bracelet once again around my wrist.
Sounds of a fight made my heart leap in fright and I pushed the blanket off my body, as a thundering crash shook the very ground. I jumped in fright, shoving the soft throw away and stood up, my legs weak but working. I rushed towards the door, just as I heard a roar that stopped me.
It was full of power, the windows rattling, a few things breaking at the sheer velocity. The front door was swinging wide open, and I heard Erza's shout, "Natsu, do not let him past you!"
Natsu! Erza!
I rushed towards the door as loud grunts, and a familiar voice made my heart pound in my chest. Once I got out on the porch, my eyes widened at the fight. Ultear and Erza were tied up, leaning against the carriage wheels, captured.
Natsu let out a feral growl, large red wings stretched out on either side of him protruding from his back in a way that showed off how dangerous he was. His hair was longer once more, and I looked for the horns I had seen the first time we met. There was none, which I would have to ask about later. His body leaned forward in a stance that reminded me of my lioness one last night. He was protecting, defending. Me.
He rushed forward, leg coming up to smack against the other mans side. The force of the hit sent the man flying, slamming into a thick old tree, the crack of the root making me wince. But then I saw him.
Dark orange hair, resembling a mane that was unfortunately given to him by birth, deep brown and gold uniform; filled out by his tall, muscles frame. Black, soulless eyes, the same ones the lions of my Kingdom were born with.
"Loke."
A day early! You can thank my amazing beta-reader who made moodboards for Banshee!Lucy and Dragon!Natsu. You can find them on my tumblr, and I would definitely recommend that you check them out! Also, seeing those moodboards gave me a massive spurt of inspiration and I am not four chapters ahead!
Soooo, I'm bringing back the comments for an earlier update. I'm just so damn excited for you guys to see where this is going and freak the hell out at the new information you are given! So it is 25 reviews for a new chapter as soon as I hit it ~
Question time:
Can the oath connection be felt only by the two taking it, or everyone the person is connected with? It is only with the two people that have taken the oath/link. Imagine if Lucy was somehow connected to Jellal through Erza, though
Will the whole story be in Lucy's first person point of view? I enjoy writing in first person when it comes to multi-chaptered books. I know some people don't like it and I'm sorry but I find it easier to do and I'm much more comfortable. I do, however, write in third person for most of my one-shots.
Are Natsu and Lucy mates eg? There is no mates in this story, not in that way at least.
If Natsu can heal her with his saliva and seeing her in pain hurts him, why is he not licking the heck out of her stomach, manners be damned? GET OUT OF MY MIND. I SWEARTOGOD.
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Hope you enjoyed the chapter and I'll see you guys next time!
stay fresh sweeties,
xo freshprincess.