so, shit, my satanic computer nearly died today, but we vaccumed it and now its alive still! hehe XD
right, short chapter, but I wanted to give you a cliff hanger... well, you should be able to work it out if you look at a different chapter (no telling which one) but if you do that it's... well, you could be a detective!
I don't own fairytail
It will not come as a surprise to you that I, Gray Fullbuster, have chickened out of asking Natsu about my past for the past week. Some of that has to do with every time I see him now I flush bright red out of remembering seeing his pink... water covered... naked body... ah, urm, but that is because of one thing. I'm attracted to the poor sod. Poor thing, having someone like me in love with him, sucks right? Anyhow, the other reason I haven't yet confronted him is because I haven't had the chance. I also need to ask him if he wants to by a cat and confess to him so I seem that I have terrible organisation skills... But the time is nigh!
I AM GOING TO ASK IF HE FEELS LIKE BUYING A CAT!
A little kitty cat! I saw this awesome one on the internet, and, okay, with its description it sounds like it's gonna be this weird robot thingy but who cares! Kitty for the world! It's got sky blue fur and it can fly and talk, how awesome is that? It even comes with a months' supply of fish to feed it! All for £1000! What a deal!?
...
Alright I'll go ask him about my past. What ever... you do realise it's like 9pm and he's in bed? You really want to disturb him for something as simple as that? What do you mean it's not simple? SINCE WHEN HAS THE READER BEEN ABLE TO TALK TO THE NARRATOR?! Talk about breaking the 4th wall, you watch, I narrate, don't just randomly have a conversation with me...
I know, I know, I'm that awesome it's hard not to talk to me, but you got to try y'know?
Okay. I Knock heavily and lazily on the white wooden oak door. I know he's awake because of the warm orange glow coming from below the door, meaning he has his lamp on, probably having a midnight snack or drawing or... drawing his midnight snack? Meh, I don't know, don't really care, I'm kind of shitting myself here so you should pity me.
"Gray? Come in!" He yells over to me, I twist the golden painted metal handle and the door opens with a piercing creek. I step in and he greets me with a grin, I keep my face blank, because I mean business yo'. "So? What's up?" he asks, putting the thick book he was reading adjacent to the bed he lay on.
"well, I need to talk to you," I say , hiding the panic in my voice because HOW THE HELL DO I START?!
His tanned face kind of says 'and?' but somehow in a kind way, I go sit on the computer chair. What? He asked for a computer so I gave him one...
"can I ask you something?" I ask.
"sure!"
"what was your childhood like?" That shouldn't be TOO obvious, just sounds like I want to have a heart to heart, right?
A cloak of awkwardness shields his face "W-well... why?"
"because I think I know something I forgot... In your sist- urm... friends words,"
"...you remembered?"
"YUP!" I say smiling, kind of killing the serious atmosphere "why'd you lye though?"
"...well..." he sits up and swings his legs over the bed, standing up he stretches with a big grin on his face "how 'bout we go for dinner and talk about it?" he asks.
"Ugh, yeah, sure,"
"well then. It's a date!"
And of course my skin catches on fire like a manic, all he said was the mother fucking word 'date'. How bloody love sick can a guy get? Ugh. This is like the longest time I've been able to take in a week without my mind going 'we'll see you later Gray!' and going dancing it the fricking gutter. Whatever. I get a date with my crush so that's cool.
"Y-yeah, let's go then?"
He nods and we set off, I have no idea which restaurant so we're walking. I'm not letting him on the bike...
When we get there the title of the restaurant is 'fairy tail'. The sign is hung up and lit, written in italic gold letters (or if you are not educated in computers, tilted writing, like this). Urm... fancy? Good thing I'm rich... not bragging or anything it's just a good thing.
After standing in line for half an hour we then argued with the guy who handles reservations, it went like this-
'a seat near the window please'
'have you got a reservation?'
'no but-'
'then you will have a normal table, follow me...'
'WAIT!'
'Natsu what are you-'
'do you know who he is...?'
'...'
'no I don't?'
I catch on 'YOU DON'T KNOW WHO I AM?'
'master I apologies for his incompetence,'
'no, it is not your fault people don't know *hair flip* Gray Fullbuster, we will just have standard seats...'
'di-did you just say Fullbuster?'
And now we are on a luxury table.. I didn't know I was that famous but apparently there are now paparazzi outside. Fuck. Well, screw it and lets enjoy the meal am I right? Plus this 'master' needs answers!
"so... care to explain? Starting with where the hell you went?" I say after placing my order to the waiter.
"well, where did you find me?" he asks with a soft smile "I've been on the streets, where Rose is concerned I lost contact with her at 15,"
I suddenly feel angry "you chose that over the fucking orphanage?!"
"we couldn't go to the orphanage Gray, we were classed as 'the on the run twins', heard about them on the news?"
Natsu-Gray... O/O
Gray-what is it flame brain?
Natsu-W-why did you... picture me... N-na-naked!?
Gray-...SHE MADE ME DO IT! *points to me*
Me-woh woh woh woh... I'm just eating cookies here, no need to drag me into this compicated mess, I got my own problems! reveiw!
Natsu-T/T
Gray-WHY ARE YOU CRYING MORRON?!