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Food flew everywhere, impressive enough on its own because they were underwater and usually things sail slower when thrown but these people could throw food at a hundred miles per hour. She reserved herself a quiet corner, eating her kelp in peace Kelp wasn't one of her favorite underwater food. The ocean was full of fish but she can't very well ask to eat them because mer-people considered them pets.
Eating one would be like eating Happy. Even though she wanted badly to be able to eat the only meat available underwater, she didn't ask for it.
She only made that mistake once. Natsu, as usual, joined in the food-fight-turned-into-a-fist-fight brawl, leaving the seat beside her empty. It was weird how easily she came to terms with his unruly behavior, being raised sophisticatedly from a rich family. It was actually as if she liked it, liked something that wasn't in her. By that time, a plate of beautifully prepared fish was placed in front of her, steaming hot and actually a fish When she sulked about not being able to have fish, Natsu had designed kelp and seaweed to look like fish just to stimulate her to eat it.
Her eyes trailed up to meet the boy's bright grin. Happy helped me pick the fish! She squealed at the sight of meat and dug in immediately. Really, it was so sweet of Natsu to do this for her. I didn't kill a fish," he said, head cocked to the side in confusion, "That fish was already dead when I found it. The boy yanking her hand just continued to grin. Unfortunately, Natsu seemed to be dead set on his goal, solely focused on reaching the mystery destination. He didn't even look at her as he replied.
She cringed at that. When everything around them significantly changed, his head snapped to the side, pink strands of underwater-gravity-defying hair swaying with the movement. The way his eyes lit up made her smile a little. The sun filtered through the surface of the water, shining down its rays across the ocean and casting a glow on the sandy floor. The open shells glistened under the light, the pearls inside having a glow that made everything look mystical. Corals and rocks surrounded the shell bed in a manner that made it seem like the rocks were protecting the shells themselves.
But the most eye-catching part of the scenery, the main attraction, was the sea flowers—water lilies, water poppies, water hyacinths—floating down from above, housed inside each bubble. It was a flower heaven. Her eyes lit up with childlike wonder. Even when Natsu steered her to sit on one of the bedrocks, she only stared at the amazement that was the different colors of the flowers dancing in her sight. Everything felt so surreal and all she felt was a mix of giddiness and euphoria with not enough reasons. It must've been an effect of the mystical underwater flower garden, she told herself.
His shoulders went up and down in a shrug. Happy showed this place to me before. She shook her head, a smile grazing her lips.
They just smiled at each other for moments, a simple upturn of the lips, a wordless conversation through their eyes. A single bubble descended in front of Natsu, and he caught it effortlessly with his open hands.
Natsu definitely likes Lucy, whether he knows it or not. A series of drabbles and one-shots ranging from fluff to angst about Natsu and Lucy's. Follow/Fav Dating for Dense Dragons. By: Hikari .. He was a dragon ( something he had always wanted to be! Well, except that half of his.
After having the bubble out of his palms, he scratched the back of his head, as if embarrassed he did something so cheesy. She blushed but still managed to continue.
It was his turn to blush, a hue similarly colored to his hair spreading on his cheeks. Knowing he was just as embarrassed as she was gave her the confidence to say what she had always wanted to.
If that happened, I would've—" His eyes widened at the mistake, at his blatant admission, and abruptly broke eye contact with her own. And even if I didn't," her gaze softened, "I'd still believe it was you.
They shared one more laugh before the atmosphere around them started to shift, turning much more intimate with every second of intense eye contact. His face leaned closer, and when she could already feel his warm breath on her skin and their lips were so close to touching, he said softly, tenderly, "Make a wish, Lucy. As she finished her wish, her eyes fluttered open, only to see a very troubling sight. Natsu's body swayed back and forth, eyes half-lidded and unfocused. She caught him just in time, the flower bubble, now glowing, immediately discarded and forgotten.
He fell onto her, unconscious and unresponsive to her panicked calls. She shook him a couple of times, only to see that no matter what she did, he didn't wake up and oh my god what was she gonna do? The familiar pattern of a limestone ceiling was the first thing he saw when his eyes snapped open. He dwelled over the fact of how it looked awfully similar to Fairy Tail's infirmary room before sitting up abruptly, head swiveling from left to right.
Erza and Mirajane are watching over her. When Erza and Gray found the both of you, she was unconscious, but she was still breathing. Natsu turned somber, staying unusually quiet as the short man's tone turned serious. It would've been fine before, but now, you have a person to keep alive. Lucy can only breathe underwater because of your magic power. Makarov turned around, swimming towards the door, but not without another message to the sullen boy on the bed. We don't know if Lucy's still going to be breathing the next time this happens.
Natsu sank deep in thought. Because everything Master said was true no matter how much he didn't want it to be. Because today, only after this incident, it dawned on him that Lucy's life depended greatly on him and his limited magic power. Because he knew, deep inside him, that his magic couldn't let Lucy stay forever.
Natsu definitely likes Lucy, whether he knows it or not. Lucy was screaming and shaking and just what kind of hell did he enter? The blue cat flew—swam—in at that time, a happy expression on his—its—face. Lucy gave him a small, crooked smile. In this forthcoming chapter, Hiccup and Toothless will finally face their destinies and come to terms with their true purposes—with and without each other.
She looked at him, puzzled, his eyes untimely determined and having a twinge of bare sadness. He tried to appear nonchalant. Natsu seemed to flinch away at the word, but it disappeared as soon as it came. Instead, a small grin formed on his face. It worried her that it didn't reach his eyes, like the usual did. He led her to a cavern after a week of receiving numerous gifts from her new family.
It was a strange surprise everyday, but she would be lying if she said this—going to this mysterious cavern—wasn't what she really looked forward to. Everything about today felt like a huge change was bound to happen. The cavern was mysterious on its own, raw magic emanating from it through the entrance.
Fishes were wise enough to stay away from it, as if sensing something beyond comprehension going on inside. Still, this only encouraged her to enter. Once inside, bottles of differently-colored catalysts, potions and antidotes lined up on shelves until the corner of her vision. Having so much magic in one place worried her a bit, a chill going down her spine. She hugged herself unconsciously.
The thought came back, and with it the exciting sensation. I'm sure Mira told you which potion is the right one, right? Rather stiffly, he nodded with an equally stiff smile. She sent him a weirded look. Brushing off his strange sentences with their supposed undertones, she helped Natsu reach the potion on the top shelf. He handed it to her, and with little hesitation, she took it in her hands.
The glass felt cold against her skin, the pads of her thumbs grazing the smooth surface of the container with her fate cased inside it. The purple liquid was a clear solution, seemingly having a soft glow around it. It was as every bit as magical and she was fascinated by it. Natsu's strained voice came between her thoughts, and she decided that she couldn't ignore his unusual behavior.
Something wasn't right if he wasn't his cheerful self. He shook his head, a small grin plastered on his face. After throwing him one last withering look, she took the cap off—thin purple smoke coming out of the mouth—and pressed the bottle's mouth to her lips, downing the potion in one straight gulp. Putting the emptied glass container down, she looked around, eyes hazy and blank. Her eyes blinked, and after a moment, the brown of her irises returned, the light in them, and she blinked again at her surroundings.
First off, I'd like to thank you for clicking my story.
I absolutely adore Natsu and Lucy. I could only wish Fairy Tail belonged to me. Because Natsu just looks too damn cute wearing Lucy's glasses. Her skin almost jumped at the sudden voice, startling her from her writing.