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Chapter 13
I stared at the blemish on my face in thinly veiled threat, annoyed that it wasn't there yesterday when I had no plans; but decided to show up on the night I had a date.
A long awaited, date with a possible sex partner and love interest.
Isn't it a little cliche that I would get a spot?
Why is my life following some cheesy short story?
I grumbled lowly, dabbing a little more concealer over the redness on my forehead, before applying a careful coat of mascara. Luckily I had moved my hand away to blink twice, because Taurus came slamming into my bedroom, shirtless and dirty.
I eyed him, calming my racing heart, "Can I get you a cold beverage or another pillow?"
"Huh?" He responded, confused as I remarked sassily, "Well, I just assumed since you let yourself in like it's a hotel room, you would like to stay at the 'Knock First, You Little Shit' manor."
He blinked before cracking a smile, "Ah. I've missed sassy nervous date Lucy."
"I hope you bite your tongue while having a manzilian."
"I don't get those. Waxing near your privates makes my eyes roll to the back of my head."
"I'm about to do just that unless you remove your head from your ass and knock." I told him seriously, turning back to the mirror to finish my other eye. He sighed when he noticed I was ignoring him and left the room, closing the door silently.
A second later, a light tap meet my ears and I opened my mouth to inform him he could come in, when he walked in a second later.
My eye twitched as I growled, "What's the point of knocking if you are just going to come in without waiting for my permission?"
"You are such a grumpy cat when you get ready for dates." He informed me and I pouted, falling down on the bed with a groan, "I have a sore. I pride myself on having a milky complexion, not cream with cherries in it."
"Where is it?" He collapsed on the bed beside me and I rolled towards him, pointing to the monstrosity on my forehead. He leaned closer, squinting, "I can't see it."
"It's flipping there." I rubbed my finger into it gently and he scoffed, "Don't touch it. That will make it worse."
"So it is there!" I crowed sadly and he laughed right in my face, which only angered me further. I waited out his laughter before reaching over and pinching his ear with my nails. He squawked in pain, flailing and trying to pry his poor ear out of my grip.
"You. Aren't. Helping." I twisted the top of his ear a little bit, and his big meaty hands managed to pry my nails out of his flesh. He rubbed his ear with a wince, glaring at me petulantly.
I matched the glare and we laid there, just staring at each other.
"So where are you going tonight?"
"A Steakhouse. I'm having ribs." I informed him, sitting up to spray some perfume and check the time. Taurus cracked a grin, "No salad for Lady Lucy Heartfilia?"
"The man has seen me with a child's bandaid on my head, and oily hair. I think he can handle the horrifying sight of me with sauce on my face."
"You, are the woman of women everywhere." He gazed at me approvingly as I held up two pairs of shoes. He pointed to the boots and I pulled them on, liking the way they complimented my navy blue skirt and black shirt.
"Necklace?"
"No. Earrings." He told me, watching as I ruffled through my jewellery box, "The heart ones would be nice with that shirt."
"Black or blue?"
"Always black. It's nighttime. Be edgy."
I inspected the earrings with a pout, "You don't think it's too grunge-y?"
"Lucy, compared to your sixteen year old self that had died hair and wore spikes on your clothes — it's fine." He snickered a little as I threw him a look, "Don't pick on punk Lucy. She was going through a moment."
"Two years is a lengthy moment."
I opened my mouth to verbally destroy him when my phone rang. I picked it up and smiled, answering it playfully, "Are you calling to cancel and run for your life?"
"Smart guy." Taurus mumbled and I picked up a brush to lob it at him.
A husky chuckle met my ears, "Actually, I was just calling to let you know I'm outside and it's a little chilly so whatever cute outfit you have on, put on an even cuter jacket."
I smiled at his thoughtfulness, "Thank you for the heads up. I'll be down in a few minutes."
"Take your time."
After I hung up, I collected my bag and a light jacket, and gave myself one more critical glance in the mirror. I turned to Taurus and held out my hands, "Well?"
He grinned, "Are you fishing for compliments? Because you have a guy downstairs that will happily tell you how gorgeous you are."
I snorted, pushing past him playfully, "I am the woman, of women. I don't need my dates validation. I know I look good."
He followed me out, then down the stairs. I rolled my eyes at his 'tag-a-long' antics and asked, "Do you have plans for tonight?"
Taurus was what I liked to call a 'party-type'. In fact, he almost always had plans but if I ever asked for a chill night with Netflix and popcorn — caramel only because we both hated butter — he'd be there within a heartbeat. Since we'd known each other since we were tiny things, I could honestly say, Taurus was one of my closest friends — family even.
"I have a pack of cold beer, a comfortable chair and a decent view out the window." He informed me, giving a little smile when I glanced over in confusion, "I also have a water gun that I am ready to pretend is a shotgun for the sake of looking threatening to the vermin taking you out tonight."
I laughed as I pulled open the door, my breath seizing at the sight of pink hair squashed down with a black beanie. Natsu looked up from his phone at the same time I glanced over his outfit, a black leather jacket with a grey shirt fitting snugly against his impressive abdomen. Then to top it off, a pair of dark blue jeans — he looked…
"Lucy. You're staring." Taurus whispered helpfully, and I felt my cheeks begin to turn pink at the knowing smile that spread across Natsu's incredibly attractive face. His teeth gleamed and the slightly sharper canines looked too sexy in the dim lighting of night.
I blinked when he chuckled softly and I cleared my throat weakly, "Sorry, you look great." I stepped down and leaned into him, pressing a kiss to his cheek as Taurus watched us closely.
He returned the greeting and once I leaned back, I smiled back at his small grin, "You look amazing."
I giggled and turned towards Taurus who stared down at Natsu threateningly, "She must be back with her panties on by ten o'clock."
I snorted, wrapping my arms around his neck for a quick hug, ignoring his words entirely. He gave me a light squeeze back and Natsu chuckled, opting to stay quiet.
"You know, I'm partly obligated out of pure spite to hand my panties over to Natsu right now." I informed him, moving back as Taurus rose his eyebrow, "How are you going to get them off without revealing your spanx?"
I gasped horrified, "I do not wear spanx."
How dare he!
He grinned at my offended tone, reaching out to ruffle my hair but I slapped his hand away before it could reach it's destination.
I turned towards Natsu, repeatedly slapping his hands away from my body, refusing to give into his annoyance tactic.
"Ready to go?"
Natsu watched Taurus, who was now tugging on my hair and attempting to tickle my neck. My eye twitched and Natsu simply smiled, "Sure am."
I nodded and pinched Taurus's ear, "I'll be back by 1:00."
"One? What on earth are you two going to be doing until one in the morning?"
I ignored him and followed Natsu to his car, glancing back to find him watching us with a wide grin. I rolled my eyes when he waved boisterously from the steps, before turning back to Natsu. He surprised me by opening the door to his car, which looked to be a jeep but I couldn't be sure.
"I didn't think you were the chivalrous type."
"Is that an insult?"
"A comment." I smiled playfully, heart racing a little when he returned the smile with a grin, and bowed low, "My lady. Your steede awaits."
I coughed out a laugh and climbed in, "Thank you, good Sir."
"Do I have sauce on my face?" Natsu asked and I glanced up from my own ribs, extra saucy with chives sprinkled over the bbq sauce.
I eyed his tanned complexion with a small smile, noticing the splatters of sauce on his chin and cheeks.
"It's an attractive mess." I informed him, licking my thumb to get rid of the smear of sauce there. He grinned, "I can rub it on your face and we can be an attractive mess together?"
I snorted, "Is that your idea of 'romance'?"
"No. I just like my girls a little dirty."
I snickered behind my hand, leaning forward with a challenge in my tone, "Unfortunately for you, I'm not the type to get my hands dirty."
"I don't believe that. Even if you have the… actions of someone raised in a corset, I can tell. You're wild, Lucy."
I laughed at his words, taking a sip of my drink before picking up another rib to chew into.
"So, what's your family like?" Natsu asked, the question innocent and I smiled, "Well, my mom passed away when I was young and my father is megalomaniac. And yours?"
"You know my family. Gajeel the grumpy and Wendy the wise."
I laughed, "What about your parents?"
"They left me at an adoption agency when I was three. Igneel, my adoptive father, raised me since then. He was a fireman." Natsu said breezily, and I got the feeling he really didn't care that his birth parents dropped him off like nothing but trash. I wanted to apologise for their idiocy but followed his example and smiled at him.
"So you became a fireman because of Igneel?"
He grinned, "It was either that or my ability to accidentally start fires would put me away."
"Your hotness just can't compete with the stability of the universe, you poor thing." I teased, wiping my fingers on a napkin as he chuckled at my words.
"So you said your father is megalomaniac? Not a daddy's girl then?"
I shrugged, "He's a wealthy fool. Very controlling."
"Oh yeah? Is he famous?"
I pursed my lips, thinking before asking hesitantly, "Have you heard of Heartfilia and Co?"
Natsu blinked, "The international technology supplier and architecture company?"
I smiled, as he leaned back, giving me a slow looking over.
"I never expected you to be the pretty Heiress type." He didn't say it like a bad thing, more so that he was entirely too amused at the fact I was an heiress.
"I try not to be." I giggled, before admitting, "My father and I have a touchy relationship. He tries to control me, I try to ignore him. Simple as that."
Natsu nodded understandingly, "I don't think I could handle being ignored by you. I'm addicted already."
I winced, "I should have warned you. I'm incredibly charming."
"I never stood a chance." Natsu sighed, his lips twitching and I giggled again, taking a long sip of my drink before a waiter wandered over and offered to take our plates. Once he had left, I tapped my nails on the table softly, "So, now that dinner is over, am I going home?"
"Do you want to go home?"
"Not really. But if you didn't have any plans…?" I wandered off, watching as he wiped his face with a napkin and waved the bill.
"I, do have a plan actually. But, we need to stop by somewhere. You don't mind?"
I inwardly squealed that the night wasn't over but took a second before chirping, "I don't mind at all."
The waiter brought the bill and I whipped my purse out, "Sorry, but I pay dutch."
Natsu blinked before smiling slowly, his dark eyes sparkling with amusement, "How about this, I pay for dinner, and you pay for dessert?"
"Dessert? I don't think I could eat another bite."
"You totally could." He argued playfully, "You decided this place on purpose to help me realise that you weren't going to be dainty and could eat a dozen ribs without so much as a complaint. You can handle some strawberry cheesecake."
"I brought you here because I've been craving ribs for a while."
"Then let me pay, and you can say you got free ribs." Natsu challenged and for a long moment, we sat there, just staring at each other. I felt heat spread from my toes to my ears, my heart racing a little faster at the silent challenge in his eyes. I tilted my head at him, an innocent smile on my lips and he smirked back.
My hand snapped out to grab the bill but he got there first, turning in his seat so he could place the money in as I groaned pitifully, annoyed he had been faster.
"It's first come, first serve, babe."
I blushed at his petname and shook my head, hiding my smile.
"I'm going to go freshen up. I'll meet you outside?"
"No, I'm telling you, Klance is a thing! It's a beautiful, beautiful thing." I argued with Natsu as he shook his head, my hand wrapped with his as he directed me along a path to the dessert shop he had chosen.
"I get that. I do. But if you are honestly saying, that Klance has more chemistry than Victuuri, I'm going to have to leave you here and find a date with sense."
I puffed my cheeks out in petulance, squeezing his hand, "You can't leave. I'm attached to you now. Sorry."
His steps faltered and I gazed up at him curiously, wondering how he would react. He shook my grip off his hand and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, a smile growing on his lips.
"I could think of worse things to be attached too."
Pink filled my cheeks as he steered me towards a little shop, that seemed to be closed. I frowned, turning to him to let him know when he pulled out his phone and peered through the windows.
I waited patiently, tucked into his side as a cold breeze brushed past us. I squeezed closer to him, using his body to block the chill as he rubbed a hand over my hair. I vaguely heard a woman answer the phone and he spoke, "Erza, come open the shop. I'm here with Lucy and we need dessert."
Erza?
I gazed at the shop confused as Erza replied hastily and Natsu hung up.
"Erza's a cop, isn't she?"
"Yeah, but her family owns this place. She lives above it."
I blinked in surprise, before the door was pulled open to reveal a cozy Erza wearing slippers and mitts. She smiled at me, but shot Natsu a piercing glare which made him shudder a little. She dragged us in and turned a light on.
"Natsu, I sure hope you are paying for this." Erza warned as I eyed the dessert in the refrigerated shelf.
"Lucy is paying for it. We came to agreement that I'd pay for dinner and she'd pay for dessert." Natsu informed her and Erza frowned, gazing down at me, "Is this true?"
I smiled, "Yep."
"Well, I can't let you pay for it. Natsu, maybe but not you. You can just take what you want for free."
I opened my mouth to argue but she cut me off, "No discussion. Choose what you like." She handed the keys to Natsu and yawned, "I've been up for forty eight hours. Lock up when you leave and drop the keys by the precinct tomorrow."
"Sorry for waking you Erza." Lucy apologised sheepishly and the red haired beauty just smiled, "It's okay. You look lovely tonight Lucy. Good night."
"Good night." Natsu and I replied before she wandered out the back and disappeared. Once I was certain she was gone, I stomped over to Natsu and slapped his shoulder.
"You knew that Erza was going to give me the treats for free!" I whispered, annoyed that I hadn't realized sooner and he grinned, "I knew it was going to be a possibility. She thinks you walk on water."
"I'm going to put you on your ass, Peach." I hissed as he leaned closer, eyes darkening mischievously.
"Take your best shot, Vanilla."
I rolled onto my stomach, looking at Natsu with a sweet smile as he stared up at the city lights, the stars hard to see with all the artificial light surrounding us.
"So, you broke your nose in high school?"
Natsu nodded, turning his head towards me with a little grin, "Yep. Gray shoved me into a desk and I fell over it. It wasn't graceful. A lot of blood."
"I broke my collarbone skiing." I told him, pushing my hair off my neck to reveal the crooked bone. He reached out and brushed a hand against it, feeling where the bone wasn't set properly.
"I broke two bones in my last two fingers pulling a kid from a burning building." He lifted his hand and I grabbed it, already knowing it would be healed. Fortunately, I didn't care.
"I fractured my pelvic bone in gymnastics. Lost my foot and hit the high beam." Natsu winced as I turned flipped onto my back, feeling full and heavy under cover of night. We had gone to the park to eat our desserts and I hadn't realised how much I liked talking about everything with Natsu.
"That would have been painful." Natsu stated and I laughed, "The pain made me faint. It was horrible. I can still feel this chip or crack where it hasn't fully healed, even though it's been a few years."
"Really?"
I nodded, before biting my lip, "Want to feel it?"
He licked his bottom lip, a slow smile spreading across his face, as he nodded quietly. He sat up and I wondered how to go about this. If he went up via my legs, any onlookers or passerby would definitely the wrong idea.
I lifted my shirt up a little, revealing my stomach before wiggling to bring my skirt a little further down my thighs, instead of sitting at my waist.
Natsu watched me closely, keeping his eyes on my face which I was grateful for.
I reached for his hand, and led it to my underwear, feeling for the spot where the hairline fracture had been. Once I brushed my fingers over it, I pressed his finger lightly to the divot there.
"Feel it?" I whispered, the heat in the air suddenly suffocating as I took a deep breath in, biting my lip as he brushed his fingers over that spot in wonder.
"Yeah. I do."
He glanced up and our eyes locked, leaving me breathless as he leaned down, "I have a bullet scar."
My eyes widened a little before I shuddered, his thumb slowly stroking that spot in a small sweeping motion.
"Really?"
He nodded, "Some crazy idiot started a fire down on thirty second street. He shot at anyone that tried to put it out. Got one in the shoulder, almost put me out of work, considering muscle and nerve damage."
"Was it through and through?" I questioned as he nodded, "Yep. Luckily, it didn't hit any important stuff. Just gave me a little problems with my sustainability in field at first but it came back after training."
I licked my lips, "Can I… see?"
He nodded, taking his hand away and facing away from me. I lifted his shirt and he placed his finger against the scar. I ran my nails over it lightly, and became fascinated with the shiver he made.
My eyes raked over his strong back, the muscles there but lean, not bulging like I had seen on previous boyfriends. Before I could stop myself, my hands slowly raked over his back, and he tensed a little just as I stopped around his lower back.
"Careful there." He sounded husky and the noise made my stomach fill with liquid heat and I inched closer, "Why?"
"Wandering hands always turn out to be something more."
I bit my lip to hide my smile, slowly sliding my nails against the line along his back, listening to his groan.
"It's all innocent." I told him playfully, and he glanced over his shoulder, giving me an amused, heat filled smirk. I licked my lips and smiled innocently, trying to ignore the way the small hairs on the back of my neck stood to attention.
He slowly shuffled to face me, dropping his shirt and took my hands, "Innocent? Let's not forget the discussion about nicknames for a dick."
"I wasn't the one turning up dripping wet to my work." I argued lightly, allowing him to tug me closer as he grinned, "I may have been arriving wet, but I wasn't the only one leaving wet."
I gasped at his crudeness, pinching the back of his neck with a laugh, "I'm not admitting to anything."
"You aren't denying it, either." He teased and I sighed, "Can you just shut up and kiss me?"
"I figured since I had a screening process for getting your number, I'd have to wait a year before any sort of kissing happened." He smirked and I leaned back, "Would you really wait a year?"
"Would you?"
I rolled my eyes, leaning forward to lightly brush my lips against his. His lips were chapped, but warm, so warm that it sent an immediate shiver up my spine. Our lips didn't match, which made my bottom lip slip between his, and he traced over it with his tongue. In response, I tentatively bit his lip. My eyes slipped closed and our lips moved together, sliding, cupping as my hands sifted into his hair and his wrapped around my back, pressing our bodies together.
My heart hammered in my chest wildly, and our noses brushed. Once we pulled away, I let out a breath of air, opening my eyes slowly to look at him.
"I'm never going to regret walking into your coffee shop."
A smile lit up my face and I giggled, leaning forward to press my cheek against his stubbly one.
"I'm never going to regret you parading yourself in my life, even if it took me awhile to get here."
Natsu chuckled, hot air brushing my ear as he stated, "I like a chase. And yours has the best rewards."
I snorted at cheesy line and pulled on his hair, surprised to find myself sitting in his lap but shrugging it off.
"So, what's the screening process here?"
I giggled, "Actually, it's fairly simple."
"Oh yeah?"
"You just have to carry me everywhere. Call me ridiculous pet names, send me love letters and proclaim your love to me by the end of the month."
He snorted, leaning forward to press his lips against mine harshly. I laughed into his kiss as he shuffled to his feet, carrying me the entire time. I momentarily marvelled at his ability to kiss, lift and stand up all at once.
I had a feeling that Natsu Drangeel was graceful when he wanted to be.
"Better get started on that first one now, pumpkin."
"I don't like pumpkin."
"How about teacup?"
"Natsu, I feel like this isn't working out."
His laughter made me smile and I wrapped my legs around his waist, momentarily not caring that we were in public and he was carrying me like one would carry a baby monkey.
They say a coffee a day, keeps the grumpy away.
Of course, I wouldn't agree with that.
Maybe a coffee a day, takes my heart away.
And it is DONE.
Writing the date was a lot harder than I thought…
But it was a blast to write it and I couldn't believe all the support I got through this series. Even though it was a short story, I really felt like people liked it enough and to read your reviews was amazing. So thank you so much for all the love and I return it to you, one hundred percent.
To keep things light, I'm not going to reply to any comments but I will post one that I couldn't help but shake my head at. Unfortunately, hate and disagreements go hand and hand when writing fanfiction so I'm not bothered with it at all. Like I said before, I don't force anyone to read my books and if you don't like it, you are more than welcome to leave a mean review but it's no skin off my back. I won't explain why I put certain things in the works I write because when somebody makes a big deal out of nothing, they can't accept that maybe, just maybe, they were wrong.
But for future reference, and a happy smile sent to the guest who left this review;
I made Wendy a lesbian because I ship her and Chelia :) have a lovely day.
Not this story, too. I'm so sick and tired of every single fanfic out there becoming a damn lgbt morality play. I'm a lesbian and its too much. jfc. I notice that its nearly always straight white girls who do this. The writers on here that are actually lgbt tend to not be preachy about it and fit it into their stories more realistically, and they also don't tend to devote entire chapters to it to make themselves look better. Probably patting yourself on the back about what a great ally you are right now. God damn it. - Guest
^ Seriously guys, this comment made me laugh so hard. It's ridiculous how people can get so defensive, so quickly. I'm not upset, just impervious because it was the biggest leap of the century.
Moving on, there are new works coming VERY soon! There is also a Graylu one shot in my Colours collection, if anyone is interested.
Like always guys, I hope you have an awesome new year
(it's my birthday tomorrow so I'm sorry for the ridiculously late last chapter)
Stay fresh, my kiddies
xo freshprincess.
