Story: Leave it up to Mirajane the matchmaker to get Lucy fired from her job and set her apartment on fire so she and Natsu can admit their feelings to each other. Perfect plan, right? Right? In this case—" Mira! You can’t just set people’s houses on fire!“
Note: Mira is a sneaky little demon.
"You know, things happen to you, and sometimes you don’t realize why it happened until much later. But eventually it all makes sense.”
Natsu couldn’t shake off the feeling that something felt odd.
It also didn’t help that Mira was shooting him a mischievous look—beckoning him to come closer with her hand like she had some giant dirty secret she needed to get out of her system and let someone know. If Lucy was here, she'd—
Natsu stopped for a second.
It’d had been a while since he had spoken to her. It was just…he didn’t really know how to talk to her. Things were confusing and frustrating. Natsu didn’t like change. Especially when it came down to his best friend. Looking back, Natsu really couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment he had feelings for Lucy—and that pissed him off. He just, y'know, woke up one morning and suddenly transformed into a…a…walking pile of hormones. It was awful—never in his life did he meet someone who could make his stomach all fluttery, or make his heart speed up a thousand times faster than usual. She lit a fire in his belly—something that he, with all his experience of heat and flames, could not explain. It wasn’t bad, in fact, it felt good. But it scared him. He only knew one way to handle the situation—
No more sneaking into her apartment and sleeping on her soft bed.
Hell, he can’t even remember what she smells like anymore. Well, he knows what she smells like it’s vanilla with a hint of something that he couldn’t even remember that always drives him crazy. Her smell was just like a ghost to his nose now.
And as much as it hurt him, he continued to do so—
But when he did, Lucy became even busier. The blonde had gotten a job in Crocus for Sorcerer Weekly as a reporter, and spent most of her time over there. Instead of coming to the guild every day, she came on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Sundays.
Speaking of which it was Sunday. Lucy should be visiting the guild soon, which would be a perfect time for him to go on a mission.
Natsu decided to do that. The dragon slayer was only able to take two steps towards the board before,
With his sharp hearing, he turned to see the white-haired she-devil beckoning him even more. It was tempting to just bolt out of the guild, but seeing that look in her eye made him realize that he would be making a bad decision and would regret it later. Natsu hesitantly walked up to the bar, sitting down at his normal spot. “What do you want, Mira?”
Mira pouted, “How rude! Is this how you thank me?”
Natsu blinked, “Thank you for what?!”
Mira shushed him, “Not so loud, let’s just say you owe me one.”
“What are you talking about—”
Mira simply grinned widely. Another guild member called out to the bartender requesting something to drink. “Duty calls!” She sung and danced away.
Natsu wasn’t as stupid as everyone thought he was. But when it came to girls, well he down right didn’t understand them. Actually, Natsu was pretty sure no man understood what went on in a woman’s head. He probably didn’t want to know either, especially if it came down to Mira, or worse…
He shivered at the thought, believing that it was just different techniques to torture him and Gray.
Natsu inhaled loudly, and froze. It was the smell.
The vanilla smell with the hint of rosemary. The smell that was home to him.
The blonde trudged sadly to the bar, plopped down and banged her head against the wood. “One strawberry lemonade, Mira.” She said quietly, voice weak.
Lucy sat a few stools away from Natsu, but he desperately wanted to know what was wrong. She only got that drink when she was upset. Her long golden tresses blocking his view of her pretty face to see her expression.
“Wow,” Gray commented, walking up to the bar, “You look like shit.” He leaned his back against the bar, arms crossed and of course—shirtless.
Levy swatted the back of his head, glaring. “You could have phrased it nicer, Gray.”
The ice mage merely shrugged.
What an asshole, Natsu thought bitterly.
Levy turned to her best friend, “Is everything okay, Lu-Chan? I’ve never seen you so upset.” The blunette said, concern lacing in her voice.
Mira slid Lucy her drink which the blonde muttered out a ‘thank you’. “My apartment burnt down.” Lucy said from behind her hair.
Her friends all stopped to look at the mop of hair.
Gray furrowed his eyebrows, processing what the celestial wizard had just said. “W-wait, what? Burnt down as in "to the ground”?“
Lucy groaned. That was a yes.
"What, did you leave flame-brain alone at your place again?”
Lucy flinched and Natsu caught that. Hurt decorating his features, but he stayed silent no matter how much he itched to punch in that stupid stripper’s face.
“Did you leave the burner on again?” Levy asked.
Lucy laughed bitterly, “I wish.” she said, finally lifting her head up to take a sip of her drink. “After work, I went home to see my apartment in complete ashes. Get this, my apartment was the only one to burn down!” She cried, “The worst part about it is the police and fire department can’t even give me a definitive answer.”
Natsu caught the small smirk that Mira had on her face as she was in earshot, but was still helping out another guild member. Why would she be smirking?
“That’s really strange.” Levy commented. “To think that your apartment was the only one that caught on fire in your unit. That just doesn’t add up.”
“You’re telling me,” Lucy grumbled, “All my stuff is gooooneee.” She cried, banging her head back on the counter. She was going to give herself a concussion if she kept doing that. “Where am I going to stay?!”
No way, what if she freaks out or something?
Natsu bit the inside of his cheek, drawing blood. He continued to fight with his inner self as to whether he should volunteer to help his best friend. Wait? We’re they even best friends still? He’s been avoiding her for weeks now. Did he lose that title? The thought of losing his place as Lucy’s best friend hurt him, he was too stuck in his thoughts to hear almost everyone’s offers of Lucy staying with them for the time being.
“You can always crash at my place, Lucy.”
Natsu felt his blood boil. The thought of beating the shit out of Gray now sounded way more thrilling than it did before.
The air around them suddenly felt damp and a loud cry erupted, “WHY GRAY-SAMA?!”
Lucy winced at the high-pitched shriek of Juvia. “Uh, that’s okay Gray.” She said avoiding the dark look Juvia was giving her. “Thanks for the offer though.”
“What about you, Natsu? Can’t Lucy stay at your place until her apartment gets fixed?” Mirajane asked, smiling at the dragon slayer. Natsu started to think about what it would be like to have Lucy stay with him. Sure it’d be awkward, but maybe.
Before Lucy could speak, Gray butted in. “Seriously, Lucy it wouldn’t be a big deal if you stayed with me.” The raven-haired male ignored the rain woman’s loud cries. Natsu clenched his fist under the counter, fire raging to get out.
There was no way she was staying with that asshole.
Before Natsu could stop himself he had blurted out a simple, “She can stay with me.” Apparently he shouldn’t have said that because all heads turned in his direction. Including Lucy. She innocently titled her head to the side, she blinked. Her incredibly long eyelashes brushed the swells of her cheeks. He swallowed the lump in his throat, he felt hot under the gaze of her caramel-coloured eyes.
Don’t stare at me like that.
“U-uh are you sure you won’t mind?” Lucy inquired.
Mira waved her hand in dismissal, speaking for the pink-haired male. “Don’t be silly, Lucy. He and Happy wouldn’t mind! That would be more than ecstatic to have you stay with them.” Mira gave Natsu a look, “Isn’t that right, Natsu?”
Natsu swallowed, “Y-yeah, we wouldn’t mind.” He said, voice cracking at the end.
“O-oh, okay…thank you.” She said awkwardly.
“See, Lucy you have nothing to worry about!” Mira clapped her hands, smiling. “I’ll ask Lisanna to take over my shift and we can go shopping for some clothes for you!”
“Yeah!” Levy grinned, “We can have a girl’s day out.”
“And I’m definitely out.” Gray said in disgust at the two girl’s squealing. He placed a calloused hand on Lucy’s shoulder, giving it a reaffirming squeeze before walking away. Natsu shooting bullets through the back of his skull.
“So, uh—” Lucy’s sweet voice drew back his attention. “I’ll see you later I guess.”
Natsu nodded, “Yeah…later.” He confirmed.
“Come on Lucy!” Levy said tugging on her best friend’s arm, leading her out of the guild. “We better start now.” Lucy’s strawberry lemonade laid on the counter, forgotten.
Mira folded the rag and placed it on the edge of the bar. “You’ll thank me later, Natsu.” She said walking around the counter, and then clamping a firm hand on his shoulder. Natsu jumped and winced as her fingernails imprinted bloody crescents on his shoulder. “Don’t forget that you owe me.” she whispered in a sickly innocent voice.
Mira put on that kind gentle smile that everyone was used to, “Coming!” she yelled chasing after the girls.
What did she mean by “you owe me”?
He huffed a little bit of smoke puffing out. Girls were weird and he decided that he never wanted to learn anymore about them.
His mind instantly shot back to Lucy, and how he volunteered to house her. It would just be her…and him. Her and Him—and of course Happy. Red stained his cheeks as he thought about Lucy living in his house. Possibly making food, hanging out with him, going fishing. The teasing from Happy stating that they liked each other (he wouldn’t tell anyone, but Natsu secretly enjoyed it). Maybe sharing the hammock. Hell, even Lucy using his bath.
But things are awkward between you two.
Shit, he forgot about that. Not only was Lucy going to be staying out his house—but there would be awkward sexual tension on his part, Lucy can’t even look at him without turning away in sadness and he still doesn’t know what the fuck to say to her and how the hell he was going to confess.
“GAH!” Natsu slammed his fists on the table, standing up. Flames licking his fists like an overzealous puppy. He needed to take his frustration out on something—or someone for that matter.
And he knew just the person.
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