Their Beginnings

Natsu silently thanked the Gods as the teacher concluded the class. Standing up and making his way to the locker rooms, he completely forgot about an obnoxious girl trailing just behind him.

"Ne, ne, are you feelin' good today?" she gently poked his right arm as they made their way, "If you're free after school, can you help me with something?" expecting a response, the girl only sighed when Natsu ignored her, as he opted to re-arrange his notes and stuff instead.

"Oi, Natsu! Please help me! Please! You're the only one who can see me!"

The pinkette bit his lips to hold back a scream, not wanting to disturb anyone else when they got back to the room. He had silently hoped that she'd grow tired of him and try bother someone else.

"Don't be such a mean poo-poo head! PLEASE!"

Of course, it was just his wishful thinking.

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"Natsu..." he got irritated when he felt a bony finger poke his arm. Of course, no one would notice him, but they'd somehow notice his moving left arm, right? Maybe he could make an excuse like it was high...or something.

And although he wanted her to go away, he somehow appreciated it when there were a few (just a little!) times that she'd be quiet and ignore him. But that bratty attitude of hers keeps getting back again and he could still feel her poke.

Thankfully, she didn't have the strength to push him. Thank Mavis for this weak Lucy kid, it had made him get an A at the recitation because he wasn't distracted. The poke stopped too, but it soon became a rattle, her shaking was quite gentle though. It felt like a massage.

Lunch break passed and he wanted to make a quick run for it. But remembering what happened yesterday, he didn't even try to. He originally wanted to eat at the cafeteria, but noticing that there were so many people, he just gave up. Plus, he didn't even had someone to eat with, right?

So poor Natsu was left at the library, together with the cranky librarian (dear Mavis, please stop him from hating her) and hearing Lucy's whining and nothing but her whining.

Seriously, does she even stop?

Her voice echoed throughout the whole room, but he was amazed (and somehow thankful) to find out that no one was able to hear it. But then again, no one is inside.

"Talk to me already, Natsu! I need your help, PLEASE!"

Third period came and it was time for the exam. Thankfully, the girl had common sense and didn't bother him at all. At least, before the exam.

"I'd give you an 80 at best. You forgot to double check your work and you misspelled a couple of words too." She proudly said to him as he handed his work. Natsu wanted to hit her at that time. Acting all bossy as if she was a genius. (Oh-PUHlease)

He only rolled his eyes in response and plopped down to his desk, opting to take a nap to ignore the blonde and to rest. "Oi, Natsu! Don't ignore me again!" she exclaimed, her face close to his.

She must not know about personal space.

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Fourth period was, in fact, the worse. Lucy became even brattier than ever. It appears that she had reached her boiling point and was about to explode. She wouldn't shut up. She would wail, cry, and whine. And Natsu just wanted to punch her.

The lass would move Natsu's hands so that he wouldn't be able to copy anything, or in the least, make sure that his handwriting was messy. And she would lay in front of the blackboard to block the view.

Natsu wanted to cry at that time.

"Please, Nat-chan…." she said. Tears falling out from her eyes and cheeks flushed from crying, "You're the only one who can help me right now…" her eyes weren't the same as he had first met her.

Instead of the warm and cheerful chocolate brown eyes he had met, they now look like stinking poop. Tired from all the crying she did.

Her pale, soft pink lips were already worn out from talking and were pulled into a frown. Seeing this state of her, Natsu only sighed, 'I'm probably gonna regret this but-'

'FINE. BUT AFTER CLASS.' he scribbled for her to see.

Lucy couldn't have been happier. She smiled in glee and floated around, yelling to everyone that 'Natsu-finally-helped-her', or something like that. She was yelling it so fast that he couldn't make out the words.

The ghost had the same face-splitting smile as yesterday. And Natsu only shudder at how creepy it looked. Noticing how happy the spirit was, he felt bad for giving her the silent treatment.

Plus, how could he say no to her? He couldn't imagine how lonely it was for her having no one to talk to. No one who could feel you. And no one who could understand you. Deep inside his heart, he can also feel that somehow, Lucy and him are the same.

Maybe she had been lonely all the time? At least now, someone could feel her…

As she returned to his side, she became her usual self again. Happy-go-lucky and chatty. But he preferred it that way. It felt better. It felt good.

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all?

TO BE CONTINUED