Hello fellow Nalu loves!

I have already finished with the whole story. Although I won't be posting all the chapters at once, I am still editing it for your pleasure. I wanted this to be one of my best works. Also, I am hoping that you, the readers, would appreciate this. I don't really care about a hundred to a thousand reviews. I am writing for those who really want this. If you are liking this story please tell me because I work for it. I am happy to write fanfictions, especially to couples that are partially canon.

FULL SUMMARY: There is really nothing wrong between BFFs Natsu and Lucy, except that many things have influenced how they show their affection for each other. A personal notebook, romantic comedy movies, fandoms, fan people standards, everlasting BFF codes, family and friends. The challenge, done like some sassy God, has made them insane. They must face their fears, denials, and insecurities, because it will very well affects their lives. The problem: this whole thing is too messed up to be "Cliché, huh?"

Genre: Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Friendship, Small part comedy

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Fairy Tail nor it's characters. This guy does: Hiro Mashima

"Past conversations"

Lucy

4:22 am.

That is what her clock reads.

Lucy is the type of girl that would wake up on her desired wake up time. Not before it. And she never ever in her whole life has she stayed wide awake waiting for her alarm clock to ring.

"AHHH!" She screamed inside of her head. "Sleep!"

Lucy hits herself with a pillow, repeatedly. She shifted her position from left, right, center and then getting herself in different places on the bed. None of which helped her drowsy.

4:23 am.

Her glow-in-the-dark clock reads.

I did all those for just a minute, she whined internally. Lucy loved sleeping. She always wished that her sleeping hours would grow longer. Beauty sleep was important and tomorrow—later—was an important day and thus she would need sleep. Apparently, if she closed her eyes again, she was afraid of what she would see or much more dream of some particular thing—maybe someone. Oh how she had regretted of him, putting her in such agony.

There was nothing that made her mind ponder even to this dawn. Learning academics were just natural to Lucy. Studying Physics, Geometry, Literature, Physical Health and those other subjects are nothing compared to this all night thinking. No thanks for one particular pink-haired knuckle-head she has for a best friend.

Supposedly earlier this day, specifically the evening of yesterday, she should have confessed to him, confessed her three-year-stupid-love for that stupid boy. (But who's counting?)

But how could she do it?

He first confessed that he was moving—correction—going away to find his father. If his leaving would just mean staying in a different country, that would have been okay for Lucy. They could just communication through the use of the internet. Apparently, stupid Natsu is a stubborn Natsu. His leaving means that he will go on the same pilgrimage as his father. He nor the company does not even know the exact location of his father, only that he went continent to continent in search for…who knows what?! Earth is such a vast place, so many undiscovered and remote places. So Lucy was warned: no home, no civilization, no connection, and no communication.

Lucy never trusts Natsu to write. The longest thing he wrote was a grocery list of his favorite snacks, all hot and extra spicy.

Now, would that be a good time to but in her undying stupid love for him? No. It would sound selfish and greedy. You are leaving? Won't I get to see you again? My heart is breaking into a million pieces and the million pieces are breaking into little more million pieces. Hear those? Yes, that is Lucy internally gagging herself, thinking of being a 40-year-old virgin in the future or those old friends who secretly in love with each other but grew apart and had to marry people they are force to, having lust thoughts about their first love while making love to another. Look at Daisy and Mr. Gatsby. EFFF. STHAP.

She could go, couldn't she? No. This was a Dragneel business. Even Natsu's mother and younger sister will stay at home, hoping the male Dragneels will meet someday. Besides Lucy had recently conquered her dilemma whether to take Literature, Astronomy or Fine Arts, and she wanted to study all. Years in some faraway land will not get her a job that she will need. Another point, she knew that she would just be a distraction of his biggest dream, to find Igneel Dragneel. Lucy did not expect it to be quick and extremely painful. She had always thought that after college and when he gets enough money, he would fund himself to find his father. They had plans for themselves and he had abandoned it.

Really, did it hurt when he told her that they may not see each other again? Super. It definitely hurt her that she won't get the chance to know how he feels for her. And Lucy will assure anyone that there is no one mentally denser than Natsu.

What she did after knowing this? Without initial thoughts, she simply shoved her notebook towards him; her notebook that was almost like a diary; the very notebook that has full of memories and confessions, mostly Natsu, in it. And if that fire maniac gets a glimpse of it, he would know. He would surely know how Lucy felt.

Problem one: solved.

However, part of her does not want to know. Three years of knowing Natsu made her the best assessing tool for the boy's feelings. She knew firsthand that he is only treating her like a friend. No other observations would claim otherwise. Physical contact considered to be romantic was only up to hugs and arms sling over the shoulders. Never holding the hand, Natsu would only hold the wrist or upper arm except in two events. Even in eye contact, Natsu had looked at her at a low level. He had look at her dumbly, but no intensity of him being attracted whatsoever. Gathering the information, it is easy to conclude that he is just a best friend after all. It almost broke her heart, but if he was aware of her desiring him, and if he had a liking to her and was afraid to show it, he might…

She growled at her desperation. There was no way Natsu would like her like a girlfriend or wife, having a mutual desire is a bizarre imagination. Anyway, it was way past her bed time. Later this morning she would look like an old lady who smoked cocaine or has taken different hallucinogens if she does not get a snooze.

Desperately, Lucy continued to shift or toss to the side. On some days, she would not be surprised to see Natsu beside her. However, right now, ironically, she was so relieved he isn't there. It would just be horrible if he would witness her getting confused on some sick emotion.

Hold up—Natsu might not even comprehend the love she is feeling for him. Like she had reiterated as much as possible, Natsu is a stupid Natsu. His idiocy is so honored it has acquire a spot of the levels of stupidity in an intelligence test. Yet how much an imbecile he is, she love that idiot.

An automatic and subconscious effort, she reaches out for her phone and takes a casual scan, only to find herself skimming through her photos. Her phone has hundreds pictures of the two them together, and about just as much for the number of Natsu solos. (But who is counting?) If there was a blog for it, Lucy would have been the primary source of Natsu daily.

"Stupid best friend benefits," Lucy muttered weakly, looking at the photo of Natsu smiling like an idiot—perfectly depicting who he is—happy and warm. As she presses the next button, more funny pictures of Natsu, their pictures together, everyone at Fairy Tail with Natsu holding the camera for the selfie, some random selfies with Natsu photobombing them (some were literal). It was like a torture to her: the happiest can make you the saddest. To put it accurately, falling for your best friend: the happiest makes you the craziest.

Natsu. Natsu. Nastu and her. Natsu. Stupid, shameless, and heartwarming Natsu. Damn Natsu. Damn. Damn.

"Natsu," she pleaded angrily that her feelings would just vanish, that yesterday was just a dream or that instead of pretending to be excited for him, she would just be glad. She has to. Natsu trusted her to be understanding. For all she knows, she might be the first person who knows about his departure. Lucy must feel the honor. For once, she doesn't have to be afraid of losing someone.

"Good bye, Lucy. It was great knowing you." Flashing his mischievous smile that would always make her look away before blushing profusely. Unfortunately, at that moment, she wanted to whack him with Cana's beer keg. Forget the keg, she would be satisfied to throw Elfman at him.

"Damn you!" She cried.

4:37 am

Lucy's glow-in-the-dark alarm was far away from the time it would ring.

Basic facts

name: Lucy Heartfilia

hair: blond

height: 5'5" (she's sure she is taller)

likes: writing, stars, painting, Fairy Tail

hates: Natsu's stupidity

So that's it! How's chapter 2? I wanted to show a story that Lucy and Natsu are already in love, and it has been so hard for them to show it. Of course, this ain't really a unique story, even the title says so.

Anyway, tell me your thoughts! ;) Up next: Chapter 3: Since when did