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Chapter 2
If Natsu were to have a favorite day of the week, besides Saturday, it would be Friday. It marked the end of the school week and the beginning of the weekend for which he could sleep in to his heart's content or at least until Wendy woke him up in fear that he slept himself into a coma. It was the rollercoaster to his week. It had its ups and it had its downs, always keeping him guessing. Despite Friday being unpredictable, it was still a great day in Natsu's book. Great, but not the best. The only true problem Natsu saw that came with Friday was that…
"Mr. Dragneel, either wake up or get out!"
He still had school. Oh Friday, you can be fickle bitch at times.
Lethargically lifting his head off the table and wiping the small trail of drool on his chin, Natsu lent back in his seat and met Mr. Justine's scathing glare with a nonchalant one of his own. Gathering his bearings, he noticed how the majority of the class' attention was on him. Feeling unease creep up on him due to their stares, he let out an awkward chuckle and crossed his arms behind his head.
"Sorry about that senpai. I'll try not to fall asleep again," he told the instructor showing the green haired man his best smile leaving the girls swooning, the guys pissed and Justine's eyes to narrow in scrutiny. That had been the same line the past week since school started and he had yet to see the pink haired student follow through. Rolling his eyes Justine pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, already feeling a headache coming on.
"Make sure it doesn't. Understood Mr. Dragneel?" Mr. Justine calmly asked.
Like a soldier before his commanding officer, Natsu threw his hand in a salute. "Aye sir!"
The classroom erupted with laughter at Natsu's comical actions. Mr. Justine simply ignored it and continued his lesson, praying that he could get pass the rest of the hour without any further interruptions.
"Hey, Lucy." Natsu whispered his friend's name, lightly nudging her side with his elbow.
"What?" she asked irritably, her eyes trained on the board.
"Can I see your notes?" he asked pitifully, hands held together as if praying to a higher being, which at this moment was the blonde with the impeccable notes he was sure she wrote down. Without so much as a glance, Lucy pushed her notebook towards him. Fist pumping in celebration, and letting out a 'silent' whoop, Natsu hurriedly copied down her notes. When he reached the second page, he glanced out the corner of his eye and frowned at the impassive expression on his best friend's face. That look had become permanent since Monday and it was starting to worry Natsu to no end. He had thought that since she forgave him for whatever it was he did on Monday to make her mad that things would go back to normal. Sadly enough his prediction was far off. The vibrant smile and vitality that Lucy possessed that made her shine brighter than the sun was all but gone, leaving a sulking husk in its wake. 'I thought Mira said that she would be fine if I gave her space. How much more space does she need before she's herself again,' he thought
"Hey, Luce. I'm done." For a brief moment, their fingers touched when he slid her notebook back to her. When they did, Natsu's could've sworn he saw the corners of her mouth turn upwards to form a ghost of a smile. Small it might have been, it was enough to show Natsu that Lucy was still in there. He just needed to fight a little harder. "You wanna have lunch together?" he asked wanting to break the ice that had formed between them.
The gears turned in Lucy's as to how she should answer his question. For days, she had been beside herself on how to approach him after the whole Mirajane incident in class and the past few days. She didn't want to label herself a jealous person but that was precisely how she was acting. Just her target was wrong. Instead of directing her anger at its intended source, i.e. Mirajane Strauss, she thrust it upon the one person whom she knew would not understand why she was so upset in the first place: Natsu Dragneel. Without even trying, her best friend had fanned the flames of her vexation during the week by becoming distant with her. At first, she gave him the benefit of the doubt seeing how he had schoolwork and Wendy to take care of, but when he stopped answering her calls, responding to her texts and even blowing off their lunches, that's when Lucy began to feel hurt.
The pain she felt would only increase when she tried talking to him and the first words she would hear come out of his mouth were Mirajane this and Mirajane that. As much as she adored and idolized the student council president, hearing the other woman's name had become something akin to a swear word along with a punch in the gut whenever she heard it, especially if it came from Natsu. Watching the two interact so intimately (in her mind) with each other tugged at her heart. There were already rumors about the two ranging from the two slowly falling for each other to them already doing the beast with two backs. Lucy knew that most of them greatly embellished the situation, students creating gossip for gossip sake, so she chose to ignore them. However, despite her best efforts at having the rumors enter one ear and exit out the other, Lucy's chest still throbbed with pain because she knew that there was truth in every rumor.
Lucy knew it wasn't fair to Natsu and she knew how petty it would make her seem but in her moment of weakness, she felt that he needed to feel some kind of the pain that she was suffering from. At least for the moment. It was the only way to expunge the anger and insecurity in her heart without her emotions bursting forth like a volcano.
"I'll take a raincheck. Maybe next time," she told him coldly, her eyes glued to the front of the class. Natsu was nonplussed by her answer but he ventured on.
"Ok, that's cool. So do you still want to walk home together," he smiled only for it turn upside down at her next answer.
"No thanks. Laki and I are supposed to be finishing our project tonight and Levy is coming over later," she responded stiffly.
"That's cool too, maybe I can bring the guys and we can all…"
"Today's not really good." Right at that moment, the bell rang signaling class had ended. Instead of being the first one out the door as was routine for him, Natsu was rooted to his seat, his eyes trained on the blonde who was on her feet packing her stuff. His hurt gaze broke her heart but Lucy had to be strong. Too bad for her that whenever it came to Natsu, she had the strength of wet paper.
"Maybe tomorrow though. We can hang out then, ok?" For the first time all period, she looked at him, a warm smile gracing her fair features. Seeing her smile brought Natsu out of his falling slump immediately. In an instant, he was out of his chair wearing a beaming smile of his own.
"Alright! Now we're talking! You promise?" he questioned anxiously, his right pinky extended. Lucy stared at the outstretched digit with confusion before rolling her eyes and wrapping her pinky around his. "I promise. And you know how I am about my promises."
"Same here. I never break mine," he boasted.
"Tell that to Mr. Justine," she teased, both mentally kicking herself for letting her ice queen guise for so soon and cheering that they were finally talking to each other like they normally do.
"What are you talking about? I never promised him anything. I just said I'll try, not my fault my narcolepsy kicks in when he talks," Natsu said with a smug grin. Lucy laughed at how smart Natsu could be when it came to not doing schoolwork.
"I'm surprised that you know what narcolepsy means. I'll text you later; I need to get to class." Lucy turned and left the class with a smile. Even Natsu's snide comment of her being a nerd brought a giggle out of her. Maybe she was overreacting to the situation. For as long as she had known Natsu, he had shown little to no interest in the opposite sex. Though it bruised her pride as a female that she was included, it alieve her of any fear knowing that she wasn't the only one that was failing to catch his eye, as sad as it might seem. 'Maybe this whole thing with him and Mira will just blow over. Yeah, I bet when their project is done, everything will go back to the way it was.'
Natsu stared at Lucy's back as the blonde disappeared into the hallway. The weight that was on his shoulders throughout much of the week had dropped significantly. If what just occurred between them was any indication, they were still on good terms. He hoped that during the weekend everything would go back to the way they used to be. Thinking of the weekend, Natsu's eyes panned over to the seat next him. More specifically Mirajnae's seat. The snowy haired female had been gone all day. Coming into class this morning, Natsu, along with everybody else, immediately noticed her absence and sent her a text asking if she was coming in but he had yet to receive a reply. During the week, the two had grown close and he had learned that the only time Mirajane didn't reply back as quickly as she did was when she was busy. Even if she was asleep, she took the time out to answer. So for her not to reply back throughout the whole class period was concerning. The fact that they were supposed to finish their project today also played a part in Natsu's worriment.
"I'll send her another one." Quickly typing the message, he hit 'send' and waited. Mere seconds passed by when he received a message.
*I'm so sorry! Something came up and I couldn't come to school! Did I miss anything?!*
Knowing she was fine, a smile swept across Natsu's face. Reading her text, Natsu could tell that she was apologetic about missing class.
*Hey it's all good, don't worry about it. And nah, you didn't miss anything*
*Are you sure I didn't miss anything or were asleep in class…like always *
*Little bit of both*
*Lmao you're horrible!*
*I'm not that bad lol*
*You totally are! Hey, do you still want to finish the project today. I should be done by this afternoon*
*Yeah, wanna meet at the library like we usually do?*
*Um, no. Would it be alright if we did it at your place?*
Pulling his backpack over one arm and exiting the classroom, Natsu read the text growing skeptical of her question. Why come to his house when they always used the library? 'Maybe she just wants to change things up? Yeah, I can see that. The library is boring as shit.' Realization dawning on him, Natsu wrote back.
*Sure, I don't mind.*
*Awesome Sauce! Is it ok if I come around 6!*
*Its cool. I'll text you my address later, I need to get to class*
*Ok! See you tonight! And don't fall asleep in class ;) tyl*
*Haha, oh I'll definitely try. aight bye.*
As Natsu entered his history class, the first thing he noticed was the mob surrounding his desk. Students were at the point of fighting each other for the chance to see within the mass of bodies, mostly the males. 'Wonder what's up?'
Using force, Natsu muscled his way through the clump of bodies, muttering half-hearted apologies whenever his elbow accidently hit somebody in the stomach, eye, chest and/or boob. When he finally made it to the center, his eyes lit up when he saw the occupant in the seat next to his.
"Hello, I'm Jenny Realight. It's nice to meet you," she greeted politely. Looking at her Natsu understood why everyone was crowding his table. Jenny Realight was a bona fide knock out. A perfect dime if there ever was one. Her hair, done up in a high ponytail with a red lily on the left side, reminded him of a field of golden wheat, and when the light hit it at the right angle, it shined like a flowing river of gold. Though she was sitting down, Natsu could tell that she possessed a body that would make even a top model envious. She wore the standard school uniform but one would have to be blind not to see the strain her large breasts was putting on the buttons. It seemed that she would pop out of her top at any moment. To his shame, Natsu caught himself staring. Jenny did as well but rather than berate him for staring at her chest, she simply winked at him then giggled when a blush spread across his cheeks.
"Yeah, it's nice to meet you too, Jenny." Natsu held out his hand and shook Jenny's smaller one. The girls looked on in wonder at how relaxed Natsu acted in front of such a beauty without acting like a pervert while the guys glared hate filled daggers at the boy for effortlessly talking to a girl of Jenny's caliber and seemingly becoming friends with her in the span it took them to blink. 'Damn him and his charm!' they thought collectively.
Taking his seat, a tick mark appeared on Natsu's head. The stares aimed at him and his seemingly oblivious new seatmate were more than irritating. Despite being one who loved to bask in the attention of others when he did something worthwhile and/or badass, the stares he was receiving were dancing on Natsu's last nerve. As much as he didn't want to visit the principal's office, it was becoming more and more likely that he would in the next five seconds if the crowd around him didn't disperse. Fortunately, for both parties, the teacher came in and ordered the class to take their seats.
"Thank you God," Natsu sighed, unclenching his fists. The sound of a melodic giggle next to him caused Natsu to turn his eyes onto Jenny whom was holding her hand over her mouth. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing, I just think you're a funny guy. Cute too," she smiled. For some odd reason, hearing Jenny say that had Nastu feeling hot under the collar. Out of habit, he scratched the back of his head with his hand and grinned.
"Oh, uh, thanks. I think you're cute too."
"Ara ara, well don't you have the silver tongue. Do you say that to most girls or am I an exception and you're just a sweetheart," the pretty blue-eyed female said coquettishly. Scooting her chair close, Jenny leaned in towards Natsu, the pink haired teen becoming wary of her especially in part of her well-endowed bosom pressing into his side. The pressure her breasts had on his arm including her hand on his thigh made his mind turn cloudy. Her sweet aroma of cinnamon apples tantalized his senses as he felt his inhibitions leave him little by little. Panicking Natsu looked to the front of the class expecting the teacher to see what was happening and scold them but to his shock, their back was facing the class with all the students facing the board. Turning his attention back to Jenny, he was surprised to find her face mere inches from his own. Her blue eyes were so hypnotizing, he didn't even realize just how close their faces were. The space between their mouths was so small a coin couldn't fit through. Bracing himself for what he was sure to come, Natsu closed his eyes only to open them soon after when instead of a soft pair of lips, he felt a small finger instead.
"Ufufu, no need to be so scared of me Natsu-kun. I don't bite. Sorry for teasing you like that," Jenny apologized, the seductive aura she exuded less than five seconds ago having disappeared. Slowly pulling his arm from her clutches, Natsu regarded her skeptically but the genuine sympathy he saw in her eyes told him she was being truthful.
"Nah, don't worry about its fine. Just hold back a little bit on the teasing huh. For a moment there I thought you were really going to kiss me," he laughed.
"Oh, and would that have been a bad thing?" Jenny asked teasingly, her fingers twirling a lock of her golden hair with a sultry smirk gracing her full, pouty lips. Face as red as a tomato, Natsu turned away.
"Y-yes! Wait no! I don't know, we just met!" he reasoned, throwing his hands out in frustration all the while keeping his voice barely above a whisper so that the teacher wouldn't hear.
"Ufufu, I guess you have a point," Jenny said.
"Exactly!" Thinking he had finally gotten to her, Natsu relaxed in his seat. His sense of peace would be short lived, however, when Jenny laid her hand next to his on the desk and intertwined their pinkies together.
"We have the rest of the year to get to know each other. Why rush things, neh?" she giggled knowingly. A deep chill ran up Natsu's spine as her giggle didn't sound as innocent as before. It was more devious than teasing. Whatever she had planned, he felt it wasn't going to be in good clean fun.
After what felt like years, class finally ended, meaning Natsu was free for the next 10 minutes. To some 10 minutes was nothing, but for Natsu it was 10 minutes of pure salvation until the torture session began again in his next class. While putting his stuff in his bag, Natsu felt someone tap his shoulder. Standing behind him was Jenny. To his confusion, she was looking down at her shoes and clutching her bag to her chest like it was a safety device.
"What's wrong Jenny?" he asked concerned. Lifting her head and exposing her lightly flushed cheeks, Jenny gave him a demure smile.
"Well, since I'm new to this school and don't know my way around too much I was hoping if you could give me a tour. You seem like a nice guy and, like, kind of cool so I thought you wouldn't mind. But since I made you feel so uncomfortable earlier, I would understand if you don't want to. If you don't I can always ask…" She paused mid-sentence when she felt his hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry about what happened this morning, its cool. I'll show you around. Just make sure you keep up though," he smiled widely. Jenny gave an eager nod and followed him out the door.
"If it's good with you, can you show me during lunch because I don't think we have enough time between now and the beginning of third period," Jenny suggested.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Thank God I packed a bento." Remembering his packed lunch gave Natsu an idea. "Hey, you wanna have lunch together then since I'm showing you around? I know a few good spots to eat other than the cafeteria."
Jenny was surprised that he would invite her to eat with him, presumably alone, after just one day. Taking her appearance into account, it's suffice to say that Jenny was used to having boys offer to take her out but they usually had the intent of getting into her pants. One look at Natsu was enough for Jenny to ascertain that that was the farthest thought in his mind. Knowing that Jenny felt refreshed but at the same time offended. Ignoring those thoughts, she gave her answer. "Sounds like fun."
"Awesome!" In his enthusiasm, Natsu pumped his fist in the air. Swinging his backpack over one shoulder, he left the classroom with Jenny in tow. The two engaged in small talk, mostly consisting of Jenny teasing Natsu and the latter responding in kind or in indignation. When it was finally time for them to go their separate ways, Natsu having unconsciously walked Jenny to her class, which she appreciated, the two decided to rendezvous near the entrance so that Natsu could give her a tour of the school.
"Can I see your phone real quick?" Jenny suddenly asked. Not bothering to ask why, Natsu took his phone out of his pocket and placed it in her open palm. Unlocking his phone with the swipe of her thumb, Jenny quickly found his contacts list and entered in her information. Right as she was about to give him his phone back, a devilish idea struck her.
"Hey, let's take a picture together," she smiled, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Aight, sure." Standing shoulder to shoulder, the two looked at his phone's screen and smiled. Jenny tapped the button. When she did, Natsu's eyebrows rose when he saw the timer appear on the screen. Before he could call her reasoning into question, he felt a soft pair of lips plant themselves on his cheek and the sound of the shutter in the background.
"There, perfect!" Stepping back, Jenny toyed with his phone once more then deposited it in his shirt's breast pocket, lightly patting it to remove the wrinkles. Taking her own phone out, her thumbs danced along the screen, her smile never wavering in the slightest. While still reeling from the sudden kiss, Natsu was finally brought back to reality when he felt a vibration in his chest. Pulling out his phone Natsu blanched when he saw his screen. Right there in front of him was the photo of Jenny with her lips pressed against the side of his face and Natsu grinning like a fool. To anyone besides them, the picture made them look like a cute young couple.
"Oh I really like how it turned out! Thanks again Natsu, bye!" Before he could respond, Jenny entered her classroom, leaving the bewildered Natsu alone in the hallway. It wasn't until the final bell rang that signaled the start of class that Natsu noticed he was staring at his phone; the photo had disappeared from the screen leaving him staring at his own reflection. Raking his fingers through his hair, Natsu shoved the device in his pocket and sauntered to class, all the while wondering just what was it with the blonds today.
Once school ended, Natsu headed straight home. The time he spent during lunch hour giving Jenny a tour of the school left him exhausted due to the gorgeous female's more than forward personality towards him. The way Natsu saw it, it was her way of being friendly, nothing he hadn't dealt with before with the likes of Cana, but to someone on the outside looking in, it was more than obvious that she was flirting with him.
Entering his humble abode, Natsu kicked off his shoes and turned on the TV. With it being Friday and the beginning of the weekend, Natsu had no desire to do any homework until Sunday, Monday morning at the latest. He searched the channels in hopes of finding anything remotely entertaining for him to watch but to his chagrin, nothing was on. Wendy had told him that she would be spending the night at a friend's house meaning he had the place to himself until tomorrow. He wanted to call Lucy and see if she wanted to hang out but the memory of their conversation in first period rushed to the forefront of his mind. The rest of his friends were most likely busy and that thought made him groan in exasperation.
"Of all the times for me to have nothing to do, everybody else is busy! Dammit this sucks!" Natsu exclaimed in anger, paying absolutely no mind to the homework pile sitting in his discarded backpack. "Guess I'll take a page out of Happy's book and take a nap then."
The sound of a doorbell echoing in the halls woke Natsu from his blissful slumber. His body felt sluggish after resting for who knows how many hours. Before he could debate on whether or not to answer the door, the visitor on the other side cried out.
"Is anybody home?! Natsu, it's me, Mirajane!"
"Oh shit, that's right!" Springing to his feet, Natsu made his way to the door and opened it up for his beautiful English partner. When he did, whatever words he intended to use to greet Mira with left him. Eyes the size of tennis balls, Natsu took in her appearance. 'Did she just come from a date?'
"Did you just come from a date?" he asked inquisitively.
"Wha- Oh no, these are just my street clothes. What, you don't like it? Do I seem overdressed?" Feeling subconscious about her appearance, Mira fiddled with the end of her dress. The dress in question was a simple maroon sundress whose hemline stopped slightly below her thighs, its thin straps wrapping around her bare shoulders and its deep neckline revealing more than enough cleavage to draw the eye. A thin white belt wrapped around her narrow waistline, accentuating her hourglass figure, and on her feet were a pair of stylish pumps whose color matched her dress. Her hair was styled in her trademark front ponytail and Natsu took notice of the necklace she wore that held a blue pendant that dangled dangerously close over the valley of her more than impressive tits. To sum up, Mirajane looked amazing and with the light of the moon shining down over his house, she looked down right breathtaking.
"What? Oh, nah, you look good." Natsu, however, paid her appearance no mind.
"Thanks! So you feel like finishing the project. Can I come in?"
"Yeah, make yourself at home and of course! I want to finish this thing as soon as possible." Stepping inside, Mira slipped out of her shoes and followed Natsu into the living room.
"Are your parents fine with me coming over?" Her blue eyes scanned the interior of the house finding it quite cozy.
"Nah, my dad's out of town on business and my sister's at a friend's house, so it's just you and me for tonight. You cool with that?" It didn't slip by Mirajane that he didn't mention his mother but she didn't feel it was her place to bring it up, especially since less than a week ago the two never spoke more than a word to each other.
"That's fine. Just asking is all. So," she clapped her hands together, "let's get started."
Time flew by as the duo worked out the final parts of their project. Multiple times Natsu wanted to give up but he fought on for pride's sake and the fact that Mirajane was terrifying when upset. Over the course of the week he was around her, he discovered that Mirajane had quite the temper when upset. Though she appeared sweet and calm on the surface, Natsu knew that underneath it all was a girl who could kill a man with a single glare. Oddly enough, for reasons he didn't quite understand, Natsu found it somewhat endearing.
'Am I insane or a masochist?'
Once they completed the project, Natsu suggested that they order something to eat in celebration and to satisfy his increasing hunger. He would have cooked but since he had little to no food in his kitchen, that idea quickly sunk. It wouldn't hurt to mention that Natsu had no desire of being held responsible for the death of his partner, and the school's idol, with his less than reputable culinary skills. If word got out that he made Mirajane Strauss sick, he could expect a funeral service at the school the following day for he would be dead once he set foot on the grounds.
"Hey, Natsu," Mira called from the couch, gingerly putting her laptop on the coffee table.
"Yo!" he responded, cellphone wedged between his cheek and shoulder.
"Can I use your bathroom real quick," she said blushing.
"Yeah, just go upstairs and its right in front of you – What, yeah! Yeah, I'd like to place an order for takeout. What do you want to eat Mira?" he asked her.
"Surprise me!" Giggling, she ascended the stairs with her purse in hand. Natsu stared at her retreating back, wracking his brain as to what he should order for her.
"Uh, do you guys have any specials?"
"Hope you like sushi cuz that's what I ordered for you." After paying the deliveryman, Natsu placed the food on his coffee table, gave Mira her order, and took his own. Nothing could beat good old-fashioned barbecue.
"I love sushi – Oh my God, I spider rolls! How did you know?!" Mira exclaimed in excitement, holding the food container close to her face.
"I remembered you ate some when we were at that café you brought me to. Thought it was a good idea and I'm happy I picked that one. I was this close to ordering you the same thing I got," Natsu laughed with Mirajane joining in. Truthfully, she was fully expecting to find two orders of the same meat dish sitting on the table but color her impressed when she heard he had ordered to fit her tastes.
"Ara ara, I didn't know you were watching me so closely, Natsu. I'm flattered." Winking, Mira swallowed a laugh that threatened to come forth when she saw the light tinge of a blush appear on the male's cheeks. Looking elsewhere Natsu responded. "It's no big deal. You want to watch some TV?"
"You have any movies?"
"I got Netflix!"
"Then turn it on already!" Mira demanded playfully.
"Aye sir!"
"Natsu you can stop crying already! The movies over. Hahaha!" Mira laid against the back of the couch, cupping her hands over her mouth to stifle her laughter.
"I'm not crying! I just got spicy barbecue sauce in my eye and it stings like hell! Shut up already!" Mirajane knew he was lying because before the movie was thirty minutes in, Natsu finished his meal. Nevertheless, she was too nice of a person to poke fun at him. In his defense, it was a sad movie. They had just watched a period peace in the early 20th century about young lovers who fought against the odds to be together only for the male to end up dying once the war broke out leaving his wife and unborn child. Mira would admit to letting a few tears fall but when she saw the waterworks Natsu had going on, the romantic drama quickly became a comedy.
"Screw this; I'm getting something to drink!" Natsu felt himself pulled back onto the couch by a soft hand.
"Hehe, I'm only kidding. But you know, it's ok for guys to cry every once in a while," Mira told him.
"Hmph, whatever. Just make sure you don't tell anyone about this. If Gajeel or Gray got wind of this I'll never live it down," Natsu begged of her. Mira moved her hand across her lips in a zipping motion.
"I won't tell a soul."
"Cross your heart, hope to die?" Natsu inquired. Sighing, Mira took his hand and folded all but his index finger. Bringing it to her chest, she moved it to form an X.
"Cross my heart and hope to die." It was then that the two noticed how close they were to each other. Mira's body was practically hovering over Natsu's, his hand still held in her own and close enough to her chest to feel the heat radiating off of it. Eyes locked, they slowly moved in on each other. Natsu couldn't explain it but he felt a sudden attraction to Mirajane.
"Natsu…can I ask you something?" she asked softly.
"What is it?"
"You enjoyed hanging out with me this week…right? You weren't just doing it because we were partnered to do the project?" Mira kept her head low, not allowing Natsu to see her eyes but a shadow.
"Yeah, I had a great time! I'd hang out with you anytime. Why do you ask?"
Tilting her head up, Natsu gasped when he saw the tears pooling in the corners of her eyes.
"That makes me happy! I had a great time with you too, Natsu! I really wish it didn't have to end." Her statement put him on edge.
"What do you mean by-Hmmm!" To his immense surprise, Mirajane kissed him square on the lips. Taking full advantage of his slightly open mouth, Mirajane slid her tongue into his orifice and greedily licked about, tasting him. Natsu would be lying to himself if he said he didn't find it pleasurable. Not questioning her motives, he joined in on the action. Taking her into his arms, Natsu laid Mirajane's back onto the couch, their lips never separating from each other. The beauty beneath the male teen folded her leg over his back and tightened its hold on his waist, pressing his body into her own. His large hands trailed up her body, feeling every curve and contour of her voluptuous form. He swallowed the moan that left her mouth when his hand crept under her dress. Much to his shock and glee, he discovered that she wore no underwear.
"You came all the way over here without any panties?" he questioned incredulously, reluctantly pulling away from her addicting lips.
Cupping his face in her hands, Mira pulled him close until their noses touched. "I have some," she told him, her blue eyes darting to the side. Following the angle of her vision, Natsu stared at her purse, which was sitting on his coffee table. He thought nothing of it until he caught the smallest bit of thin black lace poking out of the opening. Meeting her sultry gaze, he grinned at the coy smirk she wore. "Lucky me that we got this far," she commented.
"And if we didn't?"
"I'd have a frosty bottom heading home," Mira told him, her voice dripping with seduction.
"Well let me warm that up for you," Natsu grinned.
"I'd be mad if you didn't." Entering another make-out session, Natsu cupped Mirajane's large, taut ass in the palm of his hands, her supple booty spilling out in the space between his fingers. Natsu had no idea if he was a breast or an ass man, but in that moment he was sure he was leaning toward the latter. Though to be certain, he would have to test out her twin barrels if he wanted to come to a definite answer. Just once wouldn't do either.
As the two teens lost themselves to lust on his couch, Natsu felt something was off. He didn't understand it but it felt as if the energy was being slowly drained from his body. Certainly the time he spent with Jenny combined with the hours spent on his and Mira's project wasn't the cause. He had had days where he felt he would pass out in exhaustion but he could still conjure up enough energy to make it through the day.
His eyes were seeing double. His head felt foggy and his body felt like a lead weight. He could no longer find the strength to keep himself steady above Mira's body who had stopped kissing him. Arms too weak to hold himself up, Natsu collapsed on top of Mira, his head landing on her soft naughty pillows. Mustering what strength he had left at his disposal, he looked up. The dark expression Mirajane wore would have raised an alarm in Natsu if it wasn't for the lone tear that fell down her cheek. 'What the hell did she do?'
"I'm so sorry about his Natsu, but it'll be over soon. Soon you'll be asleep forever." These were the last words Natsu would hear before the world around him faded to black.
[A/N: Netflix and chill sounds pretty good right about now doesn't it. Shit, I did not mean for this update to take so long. Been having brain farts for the better part of this past month and schoolwork definitely didn't do me any favors. Been sitting on this chapter (and multiple more) for a while now but I finally finished it. I'm really happy on how this turned out. Kind of deviated from my original chapter layout, but it came out better than I expected. I bet most of you are wondering what Mirajane did to Natsu? Well you'll just have to stick around for the next chapter. Sorry for those who don't have much patience when it comes to stories, particularly my mine, but I'm looking to update this about once a month, but hopefully it won't come to that.
Now on the matter of girls, I've decided to include Flare as part of the harem. Sorry, to those who have suggested it but Meredy will not be part of the harem. Now before you pull out the pitchforks and torches and demand for my head, she will most likely be part of the story, albeit small, just not as one of Natsu's concubines. I'm keeping the number at 13. Yes that number is large in terms of a harem but Lucy, Mira, Erza, Jenny, Yukino, Kagura and probably Angel (not sure yet) will be his main chicks. The others are sides. Sorry to word it like that, but it's the truth. Now, with Minerva and Ultear, they're still in the race as well as the other countless names that have been dropped in this stories reviews. Those two have the most votes but if you want someone else, just leave a name in the reviews or a PM. Lastly, Halloween kicks ass. To wrap up, and in case you want to re-read this chapter which by all means I encourage, I'll end it here. Like always, read/review/favorite/follow the story. Blaccdragon out!]
[P.S. The next Slaying by the Dozens chapter is partly finished. By this week, it will be updated.]