Chapter 3
*Next day - at the trainstation*
LUCYS POV
"You're late!"
"Sorry but someone decided to meet up at an unholy time!"
He only grins at me "You needed it. Believe me"
"Jackass!"
We board the train and get ourselves seats. As soon as the train begins to move, Laxus stiffens.
"Don't tell me you're motion sick!"
"Hng!"
" Oh! Come on! You can lie down on my lap" I simply state.
He doesn't look convinced. i sigh and push him into my lap. Slowly he relaxes and stares at me. To escape his gaze, I focus my sight out of the window knowing that he still stares at me.
Suddenly I remember that I don't even know what kind of mission we have taken. "Bother to tell me what our mission is?"
"A half year mission. We have to destroy a dark guild: Blood Lust (I really don't know if that guild exists). We have to infiltrate and find out nearly everything about them like who their alleys are"
"Great. Noe where ... Wait! Did you just say a half year?!"
"You heard right"
"I hate you!" I'm furious. Why didn't he tell me that we're gone for so long?!
Laxus only chuckles. "Me too. I like you too."
"I didn't say that!"
"Yeah but you meant it"
Oh god! I could kill him right now. How dare he? He laughs and tells me "I thought you wanted to get away from Baka-Natsu like you called him?"
Is he telling me that he wanted to help me when he chose that mission? He didn't, right? Great! Now I'm confused and tired. Soon I drift into a deep slumber.
When I wake up Laxus is still lying on my lap. I soon realise that Laxus is asleep. I won't tell Laxus but it's more comfortable having him lying on my lap than Natsu. Smiling I begin to caress his hair. His hair is so soft ...
Totally lost in admiring his body I don't realise that he's waking up. He slowly turns his head and looks at me while I continue to stroke his hair. Well, actually it's his face now. By accident I get one if my fingers into his mouth, when I suddenly feel my finger getting wet I yelp at surprise. He only looks at me with an amused face.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ..." I can feel my face getting hot. I must look like a tomato by now.
"It's alright. I wonder if you meant what you told me THAT night" he waits for me to response.
If it's possible I get even redder than before "You mean whe-when I told you tha-that I liked you?" I stammer.
"Yeah exactly. Now mind telling me" I
"I .. I me-ant every - everywordIsaid" I stutter even more than before and rush the sentence as fast as possible.
He smile at me and pushes my head down to his. Our faces are only inches apart. He lifts his head and closes the gab between our faces. He kisses me passionatly but affectionatly. I love his lips on mine.
"That's good" What is he implying? Could it be that he loves me too? He loves me too ... no! that's not possible, right?
He realises my confusion and asures me "I really like you too~"
