I'm back! Yes! Before the start a brand new millennium. Oh, Dear Lord. It's been more than year since I've started writing this story. A year. *tears stream down face*. And I'm 100% grateful to those who've stuck with me and those who are brand new and gave this story the time of day. Like bro. Seriously. I appreciate y'all so much. *more tears* Onwards!
[Lucy:POV]
"Now you answer," He smirked. "Who is the lucky man that has caught the attention of the one and only Lucy Heartfillia? Hmmmn?" Oh dear Mavis. Think, Lucy, think. GRAH!
"The guys in Sorcerer Weekly. Have you seen them Natsu? Hot. As. Hell." Good Lucy. Good. Calm and collected. Nice and smooth. Your words are smoother than cream cheese. Natsu glared before a smile stretched out across his face. This was the tell-tale sign that I should probably run or throw out another question. But no. Dumbass me just had to know why he was smiling.
"What? What's with the stupid grin? Stop it. It's creepy," His smile grew into a burning fit of laughter, which was strangely adorable and terrifying at the same time. We were sitting back up against his wooden headboard and his mountain of heavenly soft pillows, to the point it could almost be considered laying down. Sometime during his creepy/adorable fit of laughter, he had laid his head on my shoulder, which gave me the nice smell of his shampoo. Although, the smell of burning wood was still evident, and let me just say I'm not complaining. If we weren't on his bed, alone, in his room, I'd probably allow myself to believe it was sexy. Although, Natsu wouldn't try anything. He is Natsu after all.
"Luce? Wanna hear something funny?" Natsu asked, his laughter dying down.
"Sure Natsu. Humor me." I smiled anxiously awaiting his next words, with the eery feeling to run.
"I model for Sorcerer Weekly sometimes. With Gray and the others." His laughter began burning up in his stomach again.
"There is no way." I stated, half laughing, half dying. Why does everything I say end up back in my face? Dear Universe, why?
"Ever heard of the section High School Heartthrobs?"
"Oh my god. I don't believe it. Nope, I refuse to believe it. Until I've seen some proof, it hasn't happened." I swear Natsu is literally amazing. He's good-looking, a great artist, kind, caring, compassionate, and if I remember correct, he has a decent voice. And if his statement is true, then he is a fucking model.
"Okay, but there is no gushing, screaming, or fangirling, alright? I know I'm hot, and although I know you do too, I'll let you pretend that it's a secret, 'kay?" There was obvious teasing laced in his voice, and his cocky smile made me want to punch his narcissistic ass in the face, but even though what he said is true, I'll let him believe that it isn't true. He made his way over to some boxes across the room next to his black dresser. I kicked my legs over the side of the bed and sat up, waiting for his evidence. I hadn't seen them in any of the magazines I've bought.
"Oh haha. If a pink-haired, monkey-faced troll is considered 'hot' then yes. You are indeed hot." I gave a little smirk of my own. Wait. I know what you're thinking. This is technically considered what the kids call 'flirting', but then again if this was 'flirting', then that'd mean that there is mutual attraction between us, and that is nearly impossible. Those who have been here since the beginning, get it. They get what I mean. Let me explain. Natsu is an idiot. It will be nearly 15 years before flirting makes its way to Natsu's very short vocabulary list. Hell, with his looks, he'd probably be great at flirting, but with Natsu's oblivious and somewhat innocent mind, it'd be about 20 years until the skill is used.
"You know Luce, I'm offended. Happy here thinks I'm a beautiful specimen of a man. Right, Happy? I'm beautiful, right?" He picked up the slightly- plump, blue cat with a hopeful smile, which was left unfulfilled. The cat glared and wigged out of his hands and made its way over, jumping on to my lap. I smiled, obviously satisfied. He clicked his tongue with a smile and began sifting through the boxes one by one.
"HA! Here is. The first issue I was featured in. Luce, make sure your heart is prepared. Don't need you having a heart attack."
"You know Happy, just because Luce is pretty, doesn't mean I'm not beautiful too." He said it in such an innocent tone that I didn't even know how to take it. I didn't even have to time to process anything before he pulled the magazine out of the box and tossed it at me, startling the blue cat that settled on my lap.
"Sorry Happy!" He called as the cat angrily strolled to the foot of the bed, laying down on a discarded pillow. "ANYWAY, I'm featured on page 13. That's the first issue that we were in. We've been in 3 other ones in the last year. They usually call us in when they can't fill the pages. I think page 14 and 15 are titled Fire and Ice, which is pretty self explanatory. But please keep the squealing in your head. It's bad enough that we were actually recognized once. Fucking crazy man. One girl wanted me to sign her boobs. Utterly terrifying. Like seriously, I took off the moment she said boobs. I ain't ready for that. Dammit, I'm blabbing." I laughed slightly, imagining the look on the poor girl's face as Natsu took off.
Just as he said, Natsu's face was plastered on the pages of Sorcerer Weekly. Honest to Mavis, he was hot. It was weird 'cause the pictures captured his cheekiness and his sexiness at the same time. Like how? Gray and the others (including the obvious Loke and the unexpecting Gajeel) looked great too. The pink-haired fool smirked knowingly.
"Ah the sweet taste of victory. Can I call it victory? Imma call this a victory because I won." He was back to his normal, idiotic self. Bye-bye narcissistic Natsu. Won't miss you.
Natsu had made his way back to his bed, and he layed down on his stomach, peering up at me, suddenly more calm. "Your turn Luce."
"Okay. Your scarf. Why do you always have it?" I know it was probably insensitive to ask, but I was really curious. He gave a small smile.
"It's sort of a long story. Get comfortable." So I did. I laid down, facing him. He turned towards me onto his side. "Okay. Well for starters, Igneel gave it to me. Well. . ." Natsu paused, probably collecting his words.
"Well I'm adopted. I, uh, lived a few orphanages, many foster homes. I was placed in homes with drug addicts and/or dysfunctional families. Most of the time I was blamed for the family problems. I'd be sent away, again and again. I started acting up in school. You know,the whole get the family to notice me kind of thing. When that stopped working, I gave up. I'd go into the woods and set stuff on fire because it gave me a weird sort of peace. Sometimes, I'd cry like any normal 7 year old boy in that world would. Gray started calling me pyro. Pretty accurate actually. I met him outside the school by the way. I was about 8 when I ran into Igneel." Natsu smiled, looking slightly broken. I almost wanted to cry. I almost grabbed his hand.
"It was like the middle of winter and I'd been running out of the woods. Ran right into him. I didn't have a coat or a sweatshirt or anything. Foster parents hadn't bought me one, so I was obviously freezing. Igneel said I was crying. He bent down and wrapped his scarf around my neck asking what was wrong and all of that. He bought me hot chocolate at the local café, turned out we were both regulars, which cheered me up. He didn't even look disgusted when I put hot sauce in my hot chocolate. I know it's gross to me now, but it was heaven to 8 year old me. I ended up telling him all about my foster parents and the drugs" His smile faded, and I sucked up my pride and grabbed his hand. He held it back.
"I'd kept his scarf. I'd run into Igneel often at the café and we'd hang out. That went on for about a year until I told Igneel that I was being sent back to an orphanage. Then, out of nowhere, he asked if he could adopt me. The nicest man I'd ever met, wanted to be my dad. So I said hell yeah. It took a shit ton of work to convince the agency to let Igneel adopt me. He was 26 and single, but he was also a business man that made good cash, so now I'm Natsu Dragneel, son of Igneel and Grandine Dragneel. Big brother of Wendy Dragneel. Proud owner of blue-haired cat, Happy. Lastly, best friend of Gray Fullbuster and Lucy Heartfillia." He smiled like he had no care in the world, which was pretty heartbreaking. I mean, this idiotic, happy-go-lucky guy had such a terrible past and you wouldn't even know it.
"Wow. You really are amazing Natsu." He then again smiled.
"Thanks Luce." He gave my hand a gentle squeeze before letting it go and rolling off of his side and onto his back. "My turn."
"Okay. Ask away." I said, returning his contagious smile. He pondered for a while before speaking.
"You're story." He said as he rolled over, again facing me. His fingers brushed over my locket that once belonged to my mother. "I want to know about this. . ."
"Well, the first few years of my life were fantastic. My mom used to wear this locket all the time. I would always ask about it. Still as beautiful as I remember." I smiled at the memory. My mom was the best. Always smiling and always gentle. Especially kind, but also strict in her own way. Mom was very beautiful, too. She was the structure to my family. Always made sure that everyone was happy."
" Happiness ended when I was about 6 when my mom was diagnosed with cancer. My family was wealthy, so it we thought everything would be fine if we paid for the best treatments, and it was for a while. 3 years even. It wasn't enough, I guess. She passed away when I was 8. My dad kind of broke inside. Being consumed with work and money. I look a lot like my mom, so he tried to avoid me at all cost. Sent me away when I knocked on his door. He refused to eat any meals with me. Forgot about my birthday. Eventually, I got tired of it and he got tired of it, resulting in anger. We'd get in heated arguments all the time. It really felt like he hated me. On mom's birthday, he got the most angry. If I said anything, he'd get mad. He'd flip tables and throw books. It was horrible. I was 12 when I was done with it. I confronted him about everything and he that was it for him. He actually threw me back against the bookshelf and fucking hit me. Just once. I could tell he regretted it. But I didn't really care. I packed my shit and hauled ass out of there 9:42pm June 11 during my 12th year on Earth. I stole a shit ton of money which barely put a dent in the Heartfillia income." I didn't know that I was even crying until Natsu brushed the tears away with his thumb.
"Thanks. I lived on the streets for about a week which was utterly terrifying. I eventually met Erza and Levy at the park. One thing led to another and I was staying with Erza. I insisted on paying some sort of the rent. Soon after, I enrolled at Fairy Tail, told them everything and they accepted me with open arms and a promise to keep me safe and hidden. Last year, I found an apartment where I live now. Then I met you, and that's still a story in progress. That's all I've got on the story of Lucy Heartfillia." Despite everything, I smiled. It felt nice to say it all. I haven't talked about it since I joined Fairy Tail. Natsu smiled, eyes softened. He brushed his thumb over my cheek, wiping away the last of my tears.
"You're beautiful. . ." He whispered. Dear Mavis,my heart. My face had to have turned the brightest shade of red you'd ever seen because BOY it was HOT in here.
"A-anyway. It's my turn. . ." My eyes looked at everything but him as I frantically searched for a question. "My turn. If you could be one thing, what would you be?"
Somewhere in the deep dark part of my mind, I was praying for one of those stupid cliche romance scenes. This is where Natsu's supposed to say "You're boyfriend" and then smashes his face against mine in the least painful way. But the sensible part of me is calling me an idiot, so I should probably stop thinking while I'm ahead.
"A badass dragon. How about you, Luce?" His gaze on my face.
"A celestial goddess." His eyes softened and there was that smile again.
*END OF CHAPTER*
Ah yes. I know. I'm an asshole. An asshole with a reason (valid excuse). I've been seriously busy for a lazy person. Being lazy and busy is horrible. I have driver's ed 2 days a week and driving for 3 hours once a week. It's just not fun. Uh. Forgive me? A sad and late chapter. . . is better than not having a chapter right? Also, my heart goes out to those who had to live through life like the ones I wrote about. I personally haven't been through loss or anything like this and I hope I didn't strike any chords or anything. Sorry. AH RAMBLING! PLEASE STAY AND CONTINUE TO READ! LOVE YOU DARLINGS! BYE!