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Summary: Just great, he's giving a love confession to the wrong girl!
Genre: Romance/Friendship
Story's Tone: Lighthearted

PROFESS

He'd probably regret drunk-dialling his friend. But since alcohol had taken over his bloodstream, he might as well go through with this idea of confessing to her. If and when she gets mad, he can definitely blame it on the liquor he consumed.

So he searches through his contacts list and chooses Lucy's number. Two rings and no answer. Lucy usually answers by the third ring anyway. But after the fifth ring, he felt like giving up.

"Hello?"

He hears her hoarse voice as he removes the phone from his ear to press the End button.

"Hey," he greets her with feigned cheeriness. She mumbles something, sounding quite confused. Then again it's fucking 2 a.m. She's probably pissed she was roused from sleep.

"Is anything wrong?"

"No, I just needed to talk to you right now."

"Talk? But Nats-," he cuts her off.

"Listen to me carefully Luce."

The woman at the other end of the line frowns. "Oh, but this is not Lucy…" Juvia tells him.

"Just listen to me for a few minutes. Since I'm drunk I have this confidence I can confess to you, which I know I can't do when I'm sober."

Oh god… He's confessing. And to the wrong girl!

Juvia tries to let him know once more, but it seems he doesn't comprehend what she's saying. Instead, he continues with his prepared soliloquy. She thinks about hanging up but then that would be rude. But isn't it even ruder to listen to a confession meant for someone else? She'll just have to keep reiterating he called the wrong person.

If he only gives her the chance to do so…

"You're the closest girl to me. And I really hate to lose you as a friend. I wouldn't know what to do without you in my life."

"Natsu-san this is Juvi-,"

"I am thankful when you told me you love me," he goes on without hearing Juvia.

Oh lord… Lucy confessed to him? Juvia is aware of the blonde girl's infatuation towards the fiery-tempered boy, but Juvia has no idea to what extent. Ugh, now she's listening to his reply to Lucy's confession. Maybe she should really hang up?

"I love you too, but…"

But? There's a 'but'? Now Juvia is a little curious.

"Only as a friend. I just… I can't see you as something more than that."

Juvia feels sick, all the sleepiness has completely dissipated from her system. From confession to rejection, she's being the sole witness.

"I'm in love with Juvia," he says with conviction.

"W-w-w-w-what? You're in love with… Juvia?" she yelps in shock, stuttering like a fool. Juvia isn't sure if she actually heard him say her name correctly.

"I've been in love with her for a long time now. I know she only sees ice princess, but I can't help with how I feel. Gray is a stupid bastard. He can't see how amazing that woman is behind the crazy antics."

"Na…Natsu-san," she mumbles his name but not sure what words to say next.

"I know. I know what you're thinking. I have zero to nothing chance with Juvia. I don't even think she realizes I exist." Natsu ruffles his hair, chuckling, albeit seeing no humour in his statement. "It's rather sad, don't you think, Luce?"

"That's not true, Natsu-san," Juvia protests. How can he think that? She treats him as a friend, someone important in her life. "Juv… Juvia treasures you as a friend," she insists. Anything more than that? She asks herself; Juvia isn't sure. She never considered anyone else other than Gray. Heck, she even doubted Lyon's proclamation of affection for her. To Juvia, it was just his way to compete and annoy the icicle out of her Gray-sama. Before she could add something, Natsu once gain spoke in dejected manner.

"You don't have to make me feel better, Luce. Is alright…" Natsu sighs at the other end. He rests his chin on the bar's counter, twirling the soon-to-be melted ice cubes inside the liquor glass. "I don't think I'll ever tell Juvia."

The bluenette isn't so sure what to tell him now.

At this point, Natsu starts to slur his words. "I'm zzo in wuvv wid hurr, but won't tell hurr…"

Then the line goes dead. Natsu has hung up on her. Juvia stares at the phone, the dial tone buzzing in her ear. How will she face Natsu the next time they see each other? Should she act the same, nonchalant, angry…? Should she reciprocate?

A blush rises in her cheek, and her whole body is suddenly set in invisible flames. A mere drunken confession is suddenly making her all confused. Drunken but sincere... She imagines herself being enveloped in his warm embrace, with his strong arms wrapped protectively around her smaller frame. She lets herself think of how it'd feel to run her fingers through his rosy-coloured locks. How she would caress his cheeks. How his lips would feel on her cheeks, on her lips. How it would feel to make love to him…

And now, Juvia is sure he will be on her mind constantly. The thumping of her heart seems to be beating a steady rhythm that goes by the tune of Na-Na-Na-Tsu-Tsu-Tsu…

A/N: Since I'm becoming a hardcore NaVia shipper (mainly thanks to great stories I've read here so far!), I have some written/planned one-shots to share. Some might be continued; some will just remain as is. Rating might go up if needed. I'd truly appreciate if you leave feedback, negative or positive. Thank you for taking the time to read it.