Title: Falling Off Of Roof Tops

Summary: Because love is like jumping off of roof tops. Despite what people may think, the leap is the easy part, the thrill of the fall makes up for the initial fear. It's the time period after the jumper is caught that is scary, because who really wants to be dropped?

Rating: T

Genre: Angst/Drama/Romance

Pairing: Natsu/Lucy, Lisanna/Natsu

Status: Part one (All chapters done) Part Two (Not started)

Time: O.O not sure, I've been working on it off and on for a month or two. I'll say like five/six hours.

Disclaimer: I've always thought that this little thing is unnecessary because if we owned the series, why would we be writing fanfiction for it when we can make it cannon. I think the actual authors look at these and laugh at us, and mock our hopes and dreams of romance. With that being said, I do not own Fairy Tail T.T

Author Note: You know, I've been writing from Natsu's pov since I started posting stories, and I think, as a girl, I should be able to write Lucy better because she's a girl. So I tried something knew here. I alternated pov from Natsu to Lucy, each chapter has two parts. The larger one is Natsu because I feel more comfortable with him, but I plan to be writing a more Lucy based story than Natsu. I hope that makes since.

Additional Info: As I have not started Part Two, there may be a waiting period in between the two halves. Not sure how long. Updates will be frequent. Probably Twice a week. Thursday/Monday. Oh, and this story is based off of something that happened to one of my real life friends. The only thing that hadn't happened was the ending.

Part One: Disaster

I.

Without the moon to light his way, Natsu walked slowly towards Lucy Heartfilia's apartment. It was true that he could see well at night, but he liked to blame the lack of light. Deep down, he knew it wasn't the darkness that made him walk slow, no, it was his very own conscience. He didn't want to reach Lucy's apartment any more than he wanted to go on a train. Frowning, Natsu bit his lip. He couldn't remember when going to Lucy's apartment went from being fun and thrilling, to dreadful and guilt ridden. He didn't like that.

He didn't like a lot of things about this situation.

For one, he knew that he made her worry about him, and he didn't like that at all. She never voiced it out loud, but he always found her sitting at her desk with her head resting on it. He never saw her notebook open, so he knew that she tried to wait for him, despite him telling her he was coming in late that night.

He inwardly winced. As of now, he would tell her that nightly before she left the guild, and tonight was no different.

He paused only a little bit at her window before jumping through it. He landed with a soft sound on the windowsill, eyes fixated on the curvy form of his girlfriend. Just like he predicted, she sat at her desk. Her cheek pressed against the wood, she faced him. He felt his heart squeeze tighter at the sight.

He didn't like how it hurt him when he saw her asleep. It felt like his heart constricted around itself when he saw the innocent expression on her face. It made him feel dirty.

Jumping from his perch, he strode over to her. This was another part of their new routine.

Every time he entered the apartment he would put her in bed. Another thing he didn't like was how he instinctually hesitated before climbing in next to her. Before this mess began, he had no arguments with invading her bed. Somehow, he now felt like he didn't belong there anymore. His sins didn't mix with her innocence.

He dove underneath the covers after tucking her in. Rolling onto his back, he laid ramrod straight. He made sure his arms, and legs stayed separate from her.

He couldn't roll over and wrap his arms around her, at least not yet. He didn't like that either. Eventually, he would take her into her arms because he couldn't fall asleep without her close to him anymore. Even before they started dating he was like that. It only intensified as their relationship bloomed. Now, nearly two years later, he had to be next to her to fall asleep. There was no in-between anymore. If she wasn't in his arms, he wasn't going to get a wink of sleep that night. Normally, he wouldn't have it any other way. Now, he couldn't stand touching her unless it was absolutely necessary. He really, really didn't like that. He hated how guilty it made him feel.

He sighed, tilting his head to look at her. Even that happened to be hard for him to do. He used to spend hours watching her sleep, now it made him want to hide away because someone as honest as Lucy should not be looked upon by someone as filthy as him.

He can't stand what he became, but he also couldn't bring himself to change it either.

He can say that he technically fell in love with two girls. One a long time ago, back before he knew anything about dating in the first place. He wished he could go back to those days. He missed the simplicity of his childhood.

Then, after his first love supposedly passed away he met the second girl about a year later. He would be stupid to say it wasn't love at first sight.

Lucy was that second girl. He loved her more than he can describe. He would go to the end of the earth for her because seriously, he doesn't know how he would live without her.

The first girl was Lisanna. He knows that he can live without her, because he has done that. So the choice should be obvious, right?

Hell no, nothing is ever obvious for him.

Natsu is not the type of person who can just let go. It's not in his DNA. Once something finds a place in his heart, it never leaves. Which in lies the current problem; he loves Lucy so much it hurts him, but he can't just let go of Lisanna.

He looped an arm around her waist, ignoring the tingly sensation of his skin touching hers. Pulling her closer as he squeezed his eyes shut. He bit down the pathetic whimper that bubbled up into his throat. He wasn't sure how long he could keep this up. He didn't like lying to Lucy. It caused him physical pain.

But, above all, he hated himself, because he knew someone he cared for had a great chance of getting hurt when all of his secret sneaking around came to a head. No one can get away with cheating on a girlfriend forever. Natsu new this much.

Nuzzling his head into her neck, he inhaled her scent. It soothed him, and he hated himself for it.

XxXx

Stretching her arms above her head, Lucy yawned. The morning sun rays splayed across her face. Her fingers reached up to fiddle with the necklace around her neck. One finger caressed the gold finished, marveling at how smooth it remained after a year of constant wearing. Yes, she loved the little heart shaped pendant that much.

Matter-of-fact she found herself becoming attached to a lot of things since she met Natsu. For example: chaos. At first, she hated the constant loudness of her new friends, what with their habits of breaking into her house and waking her up in the most ungodly ways possible.

But now that it's been happening less frequently, Lucy found herself craving the moment of disorder. Who would have thought she'd ever miss something like that? Her father would have a fit.

Smiling, she rolled over, eyes blinking open.

She supposed it all came to be because of the man sleeping next to her. Her pink haired boyfriend showed her the way to the life she yearned for, his hand outstretched and inviting the whole time. Really, she owed him so much, but until later he would have to settle with her heart. She didn't have anything worth giving him yet, but soon she would. He just had to be patient.

Snuggling deeper into his tight embrace, she inhaled deeply. Freezing, she sniffed again, and then frowned. Weird, he smelled…different. She could detect just the slightest hint of peppermint on his skin. It was mixed in with his own scent of faint burnt wood.

Curious yes, but bothersome? No. Maybe he dropped some toothpaste on himself before he came to bed. It wouldn't have been the first time.

Like he knew that she was thinking about him, he groaned as he turned over to lie on his back. He didn't say anything.

So she did. "Good morning Long night?"

Rubbing his eyes with his fists he nodded, yawning.

"Ah," She watched him, smiling slight at how cute he was being, "What time did you get in?"

"I don't know, 3ish I think?" His voice sounded gruff. She couldn't tell if it was from sleep, or a long night of yelling.

"Wow, no wonder you're so groggy. Why so late? You never did tell me why you were skipping dinner."

He tensed up, and she frowned. She didn't think the question was way out of line, or prying. She was just curious. Whatever he was doing had to have been fun for him to stay out that late.

"The guys were having a 'manly moment' as Elfman had put it. It was pretty much just male bonding. Don't worry you didn't miss much." He chuckled to himself, running a hand over his face.

"Alright. Well, I'm gonna go make breakfast. Want anything in particular?"

He shook his head 'no'.

Leaning over him, she placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "Bacon and eggs it is then!"

TBC