I'm…*stands on a cliff*….BAAAAAAAACCCCCCKKKKKKK! XD
*gets hit by a tomato* Ouch….Okay, I'm sorry for the late update. This week I've been kinda….lazy…*looks away*
Anyways, here's the new update of the story. Hope you'll enjoy this one! Happy reading!
Disclaimer: Oh….Fairy Tail…..The love between us is forbidden….Even if I would gladly draw another Fairy Tail, it won't be categorized as the original story…..*cries on the floor*
Emi : What kind of disclaimer is that? -_-
"LYOONNNN! YOU BETTER HURRY UP OR I'LL KICK THIS DOOR DOWN!"
"Don't yell, I can hear you clearly! Just be patient!"
"I can't! I'm gonna burst my ass off out here or you get out of the toilet right now!"
"Sheesh…" A flush sound is heard. Lyon calmly walks out of the bathroom only to get pushed aside by Emi.
"Get out of the way, constipated ice-boy!" And she slams the toilet door.
"Who're you calling constipated huh?!"
"Shut up! I'm trying to shit peacefully here!"
"Aggh…It's not like it would do any good if I continue to quarrel with this red chick…" Lyon mumbles to himself and strolls back into his bed. "Eh? Where's my pants?"
That afternoon, while walking out of his bedroom to the kitchen, he saw Emi at the counter of the dining area. Feeling it's better for him to ignore her, he focuses on striding straight to the fridge.
"Hey Silver."
"Who?" He stops on his track and looks around. There's nobody else in the house.
"You," she stresses the word while protruding her mouth at Lyon.
"My name's Lyon, raven-haired witch."
"Too bad I'm no good in magic so calling me a witch is unreasonable."
Lyon messes up his hair, getting frustrated with Emi. "Forget it. You're impossible."
"Improbable you mean?" she smirks.
"Like hell I care which one it is! You're just hard to get along with!"
"Well then," she gulps down a glass of orange juice belongs to Lyon. "You might wanna start with something called food?"
"A mundane thing to tame a wild animal huh?" He reaches out for his orange juice in the fridge and pulls it out. "Nice suggestion. A raw meat is good for your body you know," he laughs.
"Wild animal?" Her forehead twitches, hearing the word 'wild'. "Look, if I'm easy to be tamed- according to you- I wouldn't be here in this cheap apartment okay? I'd be better off with a rich old man who'd die right after I married him only to inherit his property."
Lyon swallows down the juice slowly, entertaining himself with the tangy orange taste at his tongue. "Cheap my ass. 70,000 Jewels sure is cheap," he mutters under his breath. He grabs the juice can again to refill his glass, but finding it to be surprisingly light.
"Oy witch….."
"What?" Innocently Emi looks at Lyon while slurping the orange juice.
"How long are you gonna be swaying your leg in this house? Don't you have any jobs?"
"Nice question!" she winks at Lyon. "I'm thinking of taking a delivery job. You know, putting my good old legs to good use."
"Delivery?" He stops sipping his drink. "You don't practice magic?"
Emi turns to Lyon. "Is it that weird?"
"Well, you could say it's kinda weird. I won't say that's entirely wrong but these days even kids would know how to use magic."
"It's not that I don't know how to use magic. I just don't wanna use it," she looks down, beginning to take no interest in the orange juice. Lyon that sees this situation as an uncommon occurrence begin to worry. This gloomy expression is so not Emi.
"What magic that you use?"
"Fire."
He cocks his brow. "Come again?"
"It's fire."
He leans back on his chair, sighing. "Well that explains why we couldn't mix well. One is talking tabasco, another one is talking mint."
Emi stares at him, wondering non-stop. "I'm never good with metaphorical speech so what I can deduce about just now is neither tabasco nor mint, you're just talking nonsense."
He laughs, doesn't know what entertains him so much just by hanging out with his housemate. "Nevermind. Let's go to the store. Be ready in five minutes." Stretching his body for a second, he gets up from his chair and walks towards his bedroom.
"Wait, Lyon." She quickly turns her body to face Lyon. "Why do I need to go to the store?" asks her with a very confused expression.
"Because…" He walks back to Emi and leans forward, closing the distance between their face. Emi even had to back out a bit so their face didn't touch. "You kept cleaning the fridge ever since you got here and now we don't have anything edible for dinner tonight. Now be a good girl and get dressed quickly."
Feeling guilty, she hastily nods several times and jumps off her chair to get herself ready. Lyon sighs lightly, and then walks out of the kitchen, ignoring the chilly feeling at his upper body.
At the kitchen, a shirt is seen hanging at a chair.
"Hey hey. Can we take that cheese?"
"No."
"How about this nugget?"
"No."
"Here. This yogurt looks tasty."
"No, no and no, Emi."
"Awww what's your problem? What's the point of us going to the store together if not deciding things together?"
"The point is for you to know the things that should and shouldn't be bought. From the looks of it, if I let you grab anything you like, you'd buy the whole store!"
She pouts like a child. "It's not like I've been to a store before this."
Not believing what she just said, Lyon stops the cart he was pushing. "Wha-?"
Emi, sensing that Lyon is being left behind, walks back to him. "What?"
"Y-You've never been to a store before?"
Slowly she shook her head. Lyon, with mouth wide-agaped, laughs little by little considering how shocking that info was. "Oh my God…..Talk about countrified…"
"If you're going to stay there for the rest of the day, I'm gonna grab these ham pieces and put it into the cart," she urges Lyon to continue strolling.
"Ham pieces? Now that sounds logical in a bachelor apartment."
"Hey Vastia-san."
Lyon turns to the owner of the voice, which is Hibiki Laytis. "Yo Hibiki. What's up?"
"You can see for yourself," he laughs. "Grocery shopping?"
"Hyeaahh…I have a new housemate that turns out to be a total blackhole. Looks like I need to cut my expenses on other things for this month."
Suddenly, a little boy with blonde hair runs towards Hibiki and tugs his pants. "Papa, mama's calling."
"Wow…..Look who's here….." Lyon squats down to take a good look at Hibiki's child. "Hmmmm…He's got Natsu's eyes. That's uncommon." He stands back and asks with full of curiousity, "You're not married to Natsu, right?"
Hibiki sweatdrops. "Of course not, Vastia-san. I'm married to his sister actually."
"His sister? I didn't know he have one."
"A lot of people don't know about it."
"That's interesting. You see, I would love to hear more about how you two met but honestly, I'm kinda restricted by a bi-*coughs* I mean woman, to shop together now. Maybe next time we'll talk more on that," he smiles while watching the delightful Emi wandering here and there from the corners of his eyes.
"Yeah sure! By the woman, you mean your friend or…." Hibiki tilts his head to the side, not finishing his sentence as he is sure that Lyon understands what he means.
"My housemate. You know I'm not in a relationship or whatsoever now."
"You sure?" Hibiki laughs. "Because you two looked like some newly-wed couple."
Lyon's face flushed almost instantly. "Naahhh….It's not like that."
Laughing at Lyon's reply, Hibiki gives him a piece of advice. "You know, you'll never appreciate someone's presence until it's gone from your life." He picks up his child into his arms and walks away. "See you later, man."
Waving them goodbye, Hibiki's word rings in his ears. -Appreciate…what's here.- He turns to Emi that is walking towards him with a handful of fruits. "Here you go. Ten pounds of fruitful dish!" she states nonchalantly.
"What the- What do you wanna do with this many fruits!?"
"Eat them, for sure. It's healthy right?"
"Of course I know it's healthy but this is overboard. You know ripe fruits won't last long!"
"Then eat them quickly and buy a new one!"
"Argghh!" Lyon feels like he's going crazy any moment now.
"Wait, Lyon…." Emi suddenly sounds so serious. Then, she grabs the cart and Lyon away from the current area.
"What's the big idea, Emi?"
Emi doesn't respond to him, which in turn makes him more curious. "Hey!"
"Wait," she looks unsettled. "Shit he's coming here!"
"What? Who's coming here?"
She looks around to find a new hiding place but unfortunately, there's no space for her to do so in the big store. After that, she came up with an idea. Looking at the person she wants to hide from, it seems like it is the only thing she can do.
"Lyon, please hug me now."
"Huh?!" Lyon is baffled by the sudden request.
"Please. I just want to hide my face," Emi pleads.
Looking at the desperate Emi, Lyon doesn't have the heart to say no. "Okay, but you're gonna tell me what's this all about when we get home."
"Sure thing. Thanks Lyon."
And hastily Emi flung into his muscular arms, hiding her face at his chest. Both of them are blushing really hardly right now, but neither of them said anything.
Suddenly Emi whispers, "Is he gone yet?"
"Could you at least tell me which 'he' are you referring to?"
"The one with the grey moustache and beard."
"In a uniform?"
"Yes."
The man she was talking about walks past them. But out of the blue, he looks back at Lyon with a suspicious look in his eyes. Emi, that is watching from in between the crumpled shirt of Lyon, flinches a bit. Lyon could sense the shiver coming from Emi.
-God, what is it that made her so scared of him?-
"You girlfriend is crying, friend?" The man asks while grinning. Looks like he is one of the guards that works in the store.
-G-Girlfriend?- "Yeah….We kind of got into a fight and I had to comfort her. If not, she'll transform into a beast," Lyon tries his best to act as the boyfriend.
"Yeah, good luck, Jack. Bitches be crazy." And then he left. A small sigh is heard in between his chest. Lyon whispers, "He has left."
Emi lifts her face, not releasing Lyon yet. She scans her surrounding before making sure that there's no other guards in the nearby locations. Only after that, she releases her hug.
"Sorry."
"Don't mention it. Now let's go to the ramen section."
"Can we go home after that?"
Lyon looks at the cajoling Emi, with her eyes emitting the pitiful expression as best as it could. Sighing, he nods. "Okay."
"So what's the big deal?" he asks while slumping himself at the couch. After putting all the groceries bought on the dining table, Emi joins him at the sofa.
"Actually it connects strongly to where I came from."
They went silent for a few minutes. Feeling uncomfortable with the deafening silence, Lyon speaks, "You're free to talk about it to me, but if you don't want to, I won't force you."
Emi lets out a heavy sigh. "Alright, I'll let you know just a bit of it. But don't ever bring it up again in the future, promise?"
"Promise."
"Okay…." She leans back on the couch, her eyes settles at the ceiling. "I am a former slave."
That's it for this week's chapter! Oh, how I love cliffhanger! XD *dodges a flying stone*
Abunai nee~ (That's dangerous, okay~) But cliffhangers are what prettifies almost every story, so don't blame me. Blame the person who started it first!
And if you realize it, I inserted Hibiki in this chapter as well. I dunno why I put him in there, just a random thought. ._." And his wife is...Definitely not Jenny, for sure! XD
Saa~ Until next chapter! Jaa! *waves hand vigorously*