Ch. 19 — Will You Marry Me?
Day: 19
Disclaimer: Non habent Fairy Catullus.
Genre: Romance
Summary: Some of the marriage proposals for the couples in my Next Generation stories.
Natsu x Lucy:
Lucy hummed happily as she and Natsu trekked along the path that their client had insisted was "the quickest way back to your guild." For once, this did not mean that the trail crossed through a swamp, or that a hideous monster was lurking in the underbrush. But that was not the only thing that was odd. For a reason unknown to her, the pink-haired dragon slayer had insisted she go on a job with him. Alone. As in, not even Happy had come along. Now they were on their way back to Magnolia after, suprisingly, getting the full pay that the job request had promised. 'Rent money, rent money,' the blonde chanted in her head.
"Um, Luce?" Natsu's voice yanked Lucy out of her euphoric daze. She jumped when he turned to face her, noticing his down-cast eyes and furiously red face, which was a few shades darker than his hair. Oh. My. God. He wasn't going to ask that, was he?
"Urk?" Was Lucy's response. Internally, she face-palmed. 'Wow, brilliant use of words, Lucy. Just brilliant.' Her heart rate skyrocketed as Natsu reached into his pack and pulled out… a sandwich?
He blinked, as if surprised by what was in his own hand. Then, he laughed nervously and tossed it aside. He reached back into the bag, but this time he came back out with a small black box.
Natsu took a deep breath, then dropped down to one knee. "Lucy of Fairy Tail…" He opened the box; inside was a simple ring — something woven from leather or wool. "..will you make me the happiest man alive, and marry me?"
Lucy's eyes shone with tears. "Y-yes!" she managed to choke out before breaking into uncontrollable sobs.
Natsu's eyes widened. "Lucy, what's wrong?" He asked helplessly, hands raised as if wanting to do something, but completely unsure on what to do. Though he was good at punching things, the dragon slayer wasn't the best when it came to feelings.
Especially that of the female gender.
When they returned to the guild later that day, everyone in the hall turned to look at Natsu, expectant looks on their faces. When he grinned sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck, they all burst into cheers.
It is safe to say that Fairy Tail partied all night long.
Jellal x Erza:
The woods were quiet as Jellal kept watch over the camp. Ultear and Merudy slept peacefully by the fire, heads pillowed on their arms, and cloaks doubling as blankets. He closed his eyes and leaned back against a tree with a sigh.
A hand covered his mouth, and another wrapped around his stomach. The blue-haired mage tried, and failed, to cry out a warning to his companions, but they didn't even stir.
Jellal was dragged backwards through the underbrush as he struggled against his captor. When the camp had faded from sight, the kidnapper stopped moving, and he felt the hold around him loosen. He jerked away, spinning to face whoever it was who had dared to attack him—
His jaw dropped. There in front of him was Erza Scarlet, in all of her red-haired, armored glory. Her right hand twitched in the way it always did when she was nervous, itching for a sword to hold on to. She grinned apologetically. "Hi."
"What the hell, Erza?!" The words burst out of Jellal's mouth before he knew what he was saying. He pinched the bridge of his nose. "You do know I thought you were the Magic Council, right?" She flinched back, and he instantly regretted his words. "Sor—" He began to say, but stopped when he noticed that Erza's skin tone was oddly close to the color of her hair, and that her eyes were fixed to the floor. "Hey, are you alright?"
She nodded, a small movement that showed, in Jellal's opinion, how not all right she was.
"Tell me the truth," He demanded.
Erza lifted her head, and Jellal was surprised at the amount of steel in her eyes. She walked forward rigidly, and grabbed the lapel of his cloak. He stiffened. "Marry me right now." She growled threateningly.
Jellal blinked. "OK." He answered simply. The two stared at each other for an awkward moment, then Erza yanked Jellal down to her by his cloak and they kissed, deeply and passionately, for the first time.
From the shadows Merudy and Ultear squealed fan-girlishly and clung to one another. "It lives!" They squeaked in unison.
Gajeel x Levy:
Gajeel bit down on a piece of scrap metal, feeling particularly drowsy (and as a result, grumpy). It was much earlier than when he usually woke up, but he just couldn't bring himself to sleep any longer. Unconsciously, his eyes drifted to the ring on the counter. It was iron, meticulously crafted over the course of a month by the Iron Dragon Slayer, and was, currently, the bane of Gajeel's entire existence.
"You really just need to get it over with," Pantherlily commented from the table, where he was carefully choosing the plumpest and juiciest kiwi for the day's breakfast.
"Shut up, Lily." Gajeel growled with a warning in his tone.
The dark-furred exceed shrugged and bit into the kiwi that he had chosen.
Still, the studded man couldn't stop looking at that damned ring. Finally, he gave up, stomping over to the counter and shoving the ring into his pocket.
"Good for you!" Lily called after Gajeel as the door to their apartment slammed shut behind him.
As always, when he arrived at the guild hall, Levy's nose was deep inside her book. He began to walk over, but when he was halfway there, he turned towards the bar. He sat down on one of the stools and banged his head on the counter.
"Gajeel," He looked up at the sound of his name to see Levy standing next to him, face flushed a pale pink. "Can I talk to you?"
Gajeel nodded, sliding of the stool, and she led him out back. They stopped underneath a large tree. No scratch that, the tree was mammoth. Its boughs reached out towards the guild hall, just barely touching the sign. It was crowned with leaves of every color imaginable. Red, green, even a few purple.
Levy followed his gaze to the tree. "You know," she said in a wistful tone. "They say that this tree had been here since before Mavis even founded Fairy Tail, even if it was just a sapling then." She looked at him with a curious look in her eyes. "What do you think of that?"
He scrutinized the tree, seeing the cracks like wrinkles in it's bark, the branches that were twisted like aged fingers. Then, he turned his eyes to Levy. He loved the way her lips were just barely parted as she gazed at the tree, and the way the wind played with her blue hair, tossing it around in the breeze. Most of all, he loved the way her brown eyes constantly drank everything in, like she never got tired of the world around her. He could get lost in those eyes. In fact, he almost always did. "I can believe it." He said in a low voice.
Levy nodded, like that was the answer she had been expecting, but still didn't turn to face Gajeel. She just stared at the tree wordlessly.
It was frustrating as hell.
Gajeel found him playing with the ring still in his pocket. In a quick decison, he closed his hand around it and took it out. Eyes fixed on the ground, he thrust his hand out towards the bluenette, opening his fist so that the ring was in plain view.
She turned to face him with a look of surprise on her face, but that look was soon overcome by one of joy. Laughing, she stuck her hand into the satchel she had slung over her shoulder, and came out with a ring of her own. When Gajeel squinted at the thing, he could tell that the ring was made up of tiny words. The phrase 'Marry Me' repeated over and over.
Levy grabbed Gajeel's hand (the one that still hung at his side) and slipped the ring onto one of his fingers. Gajeel stared at it for a few seconds, before slipping his ring onto her small, thin finger.
Cana x Bacchus
"Dion, careful!" Cana shouted at her son as he attempted to pick up a barrel of beer that was bigger than him. He succeeded for a few moments, staggering around under it's weight, but his mother snatched it from his grasp and set it down carefully back where it belonged. Dion pouted, nose scrunched up and red eyes narrowed.
Bacchus sidled up to his wife. "Oh, but honey, he's just trying to be like you!" He ruffled his son's brown hair, despite the ten-year-old's protest. "Ain't that right, Dionysus?"
Dion crossed his arms and huffed, then ran across the hall to Iggy. He tugged on the blonde boy's arm, saying something that his parents couldn't quite hear, and Iggy looked up with a smile. The two ran out of the guild hall together.
"Bacchus," Cana asked without looking at her husband, "They're going to make something explode, aren't they."
"Yep!" He answered happily.
The brunette nodded and turned back to her drink. Bacchus gestured to Ivy for a beer of his own. The dark-haired girl handed it to him with a smile, but her brows furrowed when she realized something — there was no ring visible on any of his fingers.
"Um, Bacchus?"
"Hmn?" The mage replied as he poured the contents of his glass down his throat. When all of the amber liquid had disappeared, he put the glass down on the corner, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and sighed happily.
"Are you and Cana married?" Ivy asked.
"Yep, have been since the X791 Grand Magic Games!" Bacchus crowed happily.
The room grew quiet. Mirajane appeared behind the couple with a terrifying look on her face. "And you DIDN'T THINK TO TELL US?!" She roared, shifting into her Satan Soul form.
Bacchus grabbed onto Cana's arm with a terrified squeak.
I realized something today. Something that makes me feel like an idiot.
I haven't been checking to moderate guest reviews.
Mirajane: *laughs into hand*
But now I will! Every day!
Laxus: Suuure.
And if you didn't know who Dion is or why Bacchus is in Fairy Tail, go check out the NG Guide. On another note, here is my opinion for today (yes that is going to be a thing): I don't get why people hate on Lucy. I mean sure, she isn't perfect. She may be a little helpless in some situations, but that just makes a better plot. If she was all-powerful, then there would be no point. Also, there are girls like here in real life, just like there are drunk girls like Cana and bada** girls like Erza.
Mirajane: Just like there are matchmaking devils like me! *smiles*
And grumpy guys like Laxus.
Laxus: And annoying girls with no lives like the author.
*glares*
Laxus: You're not scary.
*glares harder*
Mirajane: ANYWAY, please review, and we'll see y'all tommarow!
Now for REVIEW REPLIES (my favorite part)!
Emoji queen: Why thank you. I am very glad. :)
crazyangelgirl21 (a.k.a. the one who reviews every day XD): While I am a Gruvia fan, (big-time) I will refrain from throwing a knife. Unless you call anime a cartoon. That is my pet peeve. In my odd mind the reasoning behind shipping her with other people is:
a) Because. \|(o.o)|/ - - - my brilliant shrug
b) Hair color. (the worst)
The adorable moments that make you curl up and cry happily until someone calls an ambulance. (the best)
I am happy to be doing this too. And I read your stories — they are really good! :)
Guest: Thanks!
Guest (again… can't tell if the two are the same person): I certainly hope they are well-written! (Since these are posted every day, I can't get a beta reader.)