The bright shine of light awakened me from my dreamless slumber. A long awaited dreamless sleep. I pulled myself out from underneath the covers, noticing a blue figure pushing his paws against the foggy window right beside my bed. I rubbed my eyes, moaning,

"Hey Happy, whatcha looking at?" Outside. Snow covered the grass like a giant white blanket. "SNOW!" I yelled, pulling on a shirt and leggings before racing out of the room. Where the hell is Natsu?! I ran into the living room to find Natsu sleeping on the couch. "NATSU! WAKE UP!" He turned, groaned for a minute, then he sat up, rubbing his eyes,

"Lucy, what happened?"

"LOOK OUTSIDE!" I pointed towards the window. He glanced over, looked back at me for a second, then looked at the window, eyes wide.

"It's snowing?" I nodded, grabbing his hand.

"C'mon! Let's go!" I yelled as I pulled him up from the couch, then ran towards the front door.

"Lucy! You're not wearing a jacket! You're gonna get cold!"

I stuck my tongue out at him while running to the door, "SHUT UP, DAD!" I pulled on my snow boots and a pair of gloves. Once finished with the tedious project, I marched outside, embracing for the cold. My eyes widened at the entrancing seem. Snow was piled four inches high, the tops shimmered in the sunlight, looking as though someone had tossed white glitter all over neighborhood. Wind was visible for once, sweeping any stray object off of the perfectly made blanket. But, as with any other blanket, someone has to come in and mess it up, but at the same time, create their own work of art. SNOWMAN! I hear footsteps pace behind me, the stop once behind me. I turned around to face him, pulling my arms down by my sides. "Natsu!" I paused for a second, smirking, "DO YOU WANNA BUILD A SNOWMAAN~" I sang out, totally off key, but I didn't care.

He smiled, the groaned, playfully, "Now that you sang that, I don't wanna," he folded his arms over his chest.

I pouted, "C'mon! What do you have against Frozen?"

He looked away from me, "Reminds me to much of Ice Brains. The only character who was remotely cool was Olaf," he sighed.

"AND OLAF WAS A SNOWMAN! SO LET'S BUILD A SNOWMAN!" I forced my voice to go down low like in the movie, "It doesn't have to be a snowmaan~"

"Nope, I can't now that you brought up Frozen."

"Please~"

He looked at me for a second, then looked away, a weaker look on his face, "Nope."

"C'mon, stop being so cold," I giggled at my totally hilarious pun, but Natsu just had on a face of more regret.

"Stop, Lucy."

"Seriously you just have to 'Let it go'!" I giggled a bit more. I am so funny.

"Lucy, please."

"I'm not stop until you come build a snowman with me! Come before all the snow...melts..!"

"Fiiine. But first," he pulled of his red hoodie and handed it to me. I touched the fabric the looked at him,

"You sure you're not going to be cold?" I asked.

He nodded, "I'll be fine." He pulled the hoodie around me, and I slowly pushed my hands into the sleeves, immediately filled with warmth. I smiled at him, then grabbed his hand, dragging him down the porch step, down to the winter wonderland. I pulled a pile of snow into my hands, starting to put together the base of the snowman when a snowy projectile was launched towards me at full speed. I looked over in the direction where the snowball came from, noticing a tuft of pink hair. Natsu smiled at me with a challenging look. I glanced down at my prematurely formed snowball, with only one plan in mind. You are going DOWN! I catapulted the snowball towards an unsuspecting Natsu watching it travel across the front yard until it splattered upon impact. He shot daggers at me with his eyes. I giggled quickly running to find shelter, clutching onto the warm jacket that Natsu had given me. Not finding any natural shelter, I make a huge pile of snow, patting it down to make a decent cover.

After that task was completed, I took whatever little snow was beside me and formed snowballs with them. I glanced over to the other side of the backyard, finding Natsu nowhere in sight. Where is he? I held a snowball upI scanned the area, finding Natsu's pink hair nowhere in sight.

"I wonder, how long is it going to take before you decide to look behind you?" I quickly turned behind me, facing the one I had been looking for this entire time. Before I could do anything, he placed his hand over my mouth, silencing me, "Can we call it a truce for now, there's a bigger enemy we have deal with," he whispered, gesturing towards the sidewalk, where an unsuspecting Gray walked. I smirk as we both gathered two snowballs and sneaked behind Gray.

"Ready...NOW!" On command the both of us launched our snowballs, which all landed squarely on his back. He quickly turned around to find us, me giggling and Natsu smirking.

"I'm gonna-!" Gray started to chase after the two of us, grabbing some snow along the way.

"Run, Lucy!" Natsu yelled while running away from Gray, grabbing my arm in the process. I started to run when I heard a familiar voice behind us,

"NATSU! GRAY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?!" a certain red head scolded, but right after Gray threw the snowball that had been originally ment for us at Erza.

Afterwards, Gray looked terrified, then tried to explain, "It's a snowball fight!" Her expression relaxed itself as she pulled a big mound of snow from the ground, flattened it and then tossed it at Gray.

"HEY!"

"It's a snowball fight," she explained, "NOW YOU TWO BETTER GET READY," she yelled over at us.

"Shit," Natsu said under his voice before pulling me farther away from them. Then I noticed Lisanna and Mira walking down the sidewalk. Erza approached them to try to inform about the snowball fight, but the conversation was cut short by me and Natsu's snowballs landing on all three of them. Immediately after, Natsu shouted, "SNOWBALL FIGHT!" then grabbed my hand, immediately sheltering the two of us behind the house.

Sometime in the midst of the snowball fighting Juvia saw Gray and started chasing him, not even knowing that we were having a snowball fight. Gajeel and Levy saw us having a snowball fight, shrugged then ran into the midst of the mess. And Jellal...where did Jellal come from? And where did he go? Anyway, there were some undecided teams that were formed. Jellal and Erza, Gajeel and Levy, Mira and Lisanna, Me and Natsu and Juvia kinda forcing Gray to stay by her side while he runs away screaming.

"If you get hit by a snowball you're out! Last team standing wins!" Natsu yelled out, and a chorus of "Yes"s chimed out in an out of key harmony.

Once the whole ordeal had some rules, everyone was ready, except for Gray, who was still being chased by Juvia. Natsu quickly signalled me to come farther behind the house.

"Let's go for Ice Prick first," he offered.

"Why?" I asked.

"'Cause I need to get him out of the game as fast as I can. It hurts my eyes to see his face," Natsu explained as I face palmed.

"I thought maybe you would be smart enough to consider that he would be the easiest to get out because he's running away from Juvia, I'm sorry, that was me putting too much faith in you," I sighed.

"Uhh, yeah, that too." As if on cue, Gray raced passed the two us, but not before getting a snowball to his head. He looked over in the direction that the snowball came in, finding Natsu with a smug look on his face.

"HEY! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO AIM FOR THE HEAD?!" Gray asked, wiping all the excess snow from his hair. His question remained with no answer, as the two of us had run to the side of the house, waiting. Well I had decided to wait, but Natsu kinda just ran to the front of the house, throwing snowballs at everyone he saw. Juvia's probably going to come around here looking for Gray. As if on cue, a certain bluenette ran through the snow, her arms wide open, ready to encase Gray in a tight bear hug. But right before she could wrap her arms around an unsuspecting Gray, a snowball crashed against her signature blue dress. She, imperturbed by the snowball being chucked at her, continued to run towards Gray, but the sound of the snowball when it hit Juvia had given him a subtle warning, and he continued to run away from her.

I giggled a bit before moving to the front of the house, trying to find Natsu in the storm of snowballs. I found him running away right before a snowball exploded after landing on his shirt.

"SHIT!" he yelled before flopping onto the ground dramatically as if he were just shot with a bullet. I ran over to him, playing along with this charade, looming over his 'dead' body, fake crying. Then, out of nowhere a female voice shouted,

"YOU HAVE TO KISS HIM!" my head jerked into the direction of the voice, along with everyone else, even Gray and Juvia, who had stopped chasing each other for those five small words. Silence. Though it was probably only a second or two, to me it felt like a year. And it didn't feel truly like silence. Silence was calm and peaceful, while this anxiety inducing. My mind going a mile a minute with thoughts...not ment to be produced anywhere.

Eventually the earsplitting stillness was broken by 'dead' Natsu not being able to be dead, "Huh?" his tone was unreadable, or maybe it was that I didn't truly care about what he had said. Suddenly all I could think about was kissing.

Luckily it was short lived, Mira responding eagerly, "Y'know like in Sleeping Beauty!"

"You mean I have to be a princess?! I thought that was Ice Brains job!" Now I could read it. If not apparent from his voice, I could identify at least the smallest bit of nervousness. Or maybe he was just dense? Yeah, that makes more sense.

"That's a GREAT idea Mira! To get Natsu back in the game, Lucy has to kiss Natsu!" Lisanna cheered, jumping out from behind the two's small snow fort. I darted my eyes, trying to keep them anywhere else but on his, because I knew the moment I did I would blush, and then if I blushed he would notice, butwhydoesitevenmatterifhenotices, it'snotlikeIlikehimoranything, ormaybeIdo, 'causewhyelsewouldsomeoneblushaboutsomethinglikethat. Everyone was still, probably having the same question that I had in my head. Am I actually going to kiss him?

I felt my palms grow sweaty, my heart drumming loud and fast in the background and my head lightheaded. WhatdoIdo? WHATDOIDO!? I forced myself a bit closer to Natsu, my face still turned away from him. I pursed my lips, completely focused on a patch of snow. I glanced over at Levy, Mira and Lisanna, who all looked like they were about to explode, hands clenched into fists held up to their chin and their body weight forward. A little voice in my head seemed to be chanting Do it, Do it, Do it. STUPID CONSCIENCE! Hey, don't call me stupid! Whatever. I'm just saying...it's not like you don't like Natsu... Yeah... So, why not? BECAUSE! Because what? ... SEE! Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I glanced over at Natsu, although I had told myself not to. He seemed, confused. Just do it, it's not like it matters. Oh, but it does. If I were to kiss him now this would be my first kiss. So? Well, I don't know! I just always imagined my first kiss being like something from the movies, and this just kinda feels...forced. What are you talking about?! Excuses! I took in a breath then moved closer to him, hovering over him. Oh God what were you thinking?! Hey! You talked me into this! Once again I struggled to focus on one thing, but his stare pulled my gaze in like a magnet.

"Are you sure about this?" I bit my lip. You've come to far now. I gulped, lowering my face towards his. Tension seemed to hang in the air. Well this is it.

Then, just a second before our lips were about to meet, Natsu jerked his head to the side, forcing my lips onto the cold snow. I quickly cocked my head upward, trying to process what had just happened. The back of my mouth felt dry. I looked over at Levy, who appeared to have an expression of both pity and cringe. My heart felt like it had dropped to the ground and shattered into a million pieces. But, why?

I pulled myself up from the ground and mumbled, "I have to go," then rushed back into the house, slamming the front door behind me. I quickly climbed up the stairs into my room, throwing the door behind me, resulting in a large "BANG". I pushed my bodyweight against the door then for the first time within the last few minutes, breathed. What am I doing? Why am I even here? What had possessed me to think that any guy would like me? Why did I even want him to kiss me? This feeling felt all to familiar. It's all the same. You subconsciously fall for a guy and you get your heart broken. Because that's how the world works. But this shouldn't hurt. I tried so hard to disregard my feelings but here I am, crying over a guy I never had.

"Lucy," a muffled voice spoke, but not from behind the door. The noise was coming from the window. I shot my eyes over to find a wild Natsu, peering in through the glass, "Let me in." I debated the idea for a second, then realizing that Natsu was at the top floor of the house (somehow). Don't question him, it's Natsu. I reluctantly pulled the window up, allowing Natsu to slide inside.

"Thanks, now what happened?" Stop it.

"I-I don't know..." I answered lamely. Stop that.

"Why are you crying," he pushed again. Stop caring.

"I told you I don't know," I raised my voice a bit at the end. It was the truth. Wasn't it?

"Did you want me to kiss you?" I blushed a bit at how direct he was, searching his face for something similar but there was nothing. I tossed my head down and did the only thing I could think of. I pushed him into the wall and attempted to run. Like I always did. But then I felt a warm hand grab mine just as I was about to leave. Stop it, dammit! I tried to pull my hand away but his grasp was strong.

"Lucy...-"

"STOP IT!" I thought (yelled) aloud. I glanced back at him, confusion written all over his face.

"Stop what?" I used his confusion to my advantage, pulling my arm out from his, giving him little time to react. But I immediately regretted it. It felt so cold. When did it get so cold? I'm cold...without him? No. No!

I raced out of the room and out the door, rushing past my ignored friends, running to who knows where. I just needed to get away. From him. But the farther away I was, the colder I felt. No, this isn't real. I kept running, tugging on the edges of the jacket I was wearing. His jacket. Dammit. Everything looked the same when covered by inches of powdery snow. Everything seemed to be taunting me. Like sun light next to pouring rain I'm forced to stand in. Well screw you sun, screw you snow! My mind was on autopilot, wandering aimlessly.

But then I realized where I was running. I was confronted by a white, worn out bridge.

Memories.

Of all the days I stood by the edge claiming that tomorrow would be the day I would do it. And out of all those times, no one stopped me. People saw and did nothing. I even heard people whisper that I was crazy.

But him.

He never let me do it. The first time he saw me he stopped me. And as if that wasn't enough he made sure I wouldn't do it again. But he didn't tell me not to. It was a silent, stealthy battle he fought. His weapons, kind gestures. His tactic flawless. His victory slow but sure. He did that for me. And if I ended it, he work would be for nothing. His victory turned to loss. And my victory could hardly be called a win.

I would never forgive me. No. Not this time. I slowed my pace, walking onto the bridge. I won't run. I stared down at the bridge with cold eyes.

"Now you listen here! I'm not afraid of you! I won't jump! Never!" I folded my arms over my shoulder, turning sideways a bit, somehow half excepting it to respond.

After realizing that this bridge wasn't going to talk, I cleared some of the snow of the wooden planks and sat down, my legs dangling. I stared down on the lake, the once clear flowing water now frozen over, topped with a thin white sheet of snow. A noise seemed to wander in my head without any permission.

Then I noticed, it was footsteps. No. No more running. The footsteps slowed then stopped right next to me. He cleared out the snow as I had done, then sat next to me, legs dangling beside mine. His abnormal warmth calmed me. I never realized him much I had missed it since - well - just now. A cold breeze swept some of the rebellious leaves that didn't seem to notice that it was already winter. The cold forced me to tug harder on the edges his jacket, but it was to no avail. As a last ditch effort, I scooted closer to him, resting my head on his shoulder. In response he placed his arm on my waist . We sat there for a while, but I didn't mind. I could sit like that for hours.

"What was that thing you wanted me to stop doing?" his warm voice broke the almost everlasting silence.

I shrugged, "It doesn't matter anymore." He nodded, staring straight ahead at something. "I love you," I muttered.

"Huh?" he asked.

"Nothing, we should go home now," I quickly responded. He nodded, pulling himself up from the ground. He held his hand out for me. I gladly took it.

(A/N: Heyyyyy, I'm not dead, I promise! I was actually working on this the entire time bcz this was a long chapter and a hard one to write. I SWEAR! Oh yeah, the chapter...we have a confession...? I'm so evil... Also this is in no way shape or form the end of the Fanfiction, more like the climax I guess, but I'm either going to end on a confession from both sides, a kiss or marriage, so yeah. Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter, BOIIII!)