Is It You?! [NaLu FanFic]

7: Beat Up

Translations

-kun- Endearment towards a boy

Ohayo- Morning

Lucy's POV

My first class is finally over, and it's a relief. Their first impression of me was abusing a privledge, spoiled, not gifted. Because of that, the whole time I felt death glares watching over me. And that whole time I had to hold in all the tears that were threatening to burst out of my eyes. For the first time in 10 years I feel like I regret a decision I made.

"Lucy!!" Someone yells behind me, the sound of running follows.

Looking behind me, I see a boy with spiky hair, the colour pink. Natsu. His hands were on his knees and he was huffing heavily. How much did he run?!

"You.. Forgot... Your... Pencil...case!!" He struggled out, breathing is heavily between each word.

"Oh! Thank you Natsu-san!" I bow and take the pencil case off his hands.

He lets out a toothy smile. "No problem." He replied. He scratches the back of his neck as if he's embarrassed. "Oh. Lisanna also apologizes for asking the question."

"Who's Lisanna?"

"Oh." He began, "Lisanna is the girl in our class with short white hair and blue eyes. She's the one who asked you what you're gifted in."

"Oh. Well it's not really her fault, nobody could've predicted that everyone in your class is COLD HEARTED." I said, raising my voice on 'cold hearted'

He chuckles at my last statement. "Well, we should stay close."

I start blushing. Just the thought of we should stay close makes me think that he sees more more than a friend!... Wait, what am I thinking?! "W-why!?" I say nervously, more voice higher than usual.

"Well, because everyone in our class is probably out to get you!" He points out.

"Thanks, but I already have friends that can do that. But thank you, Natsu-san." I bow quickly before turn around and start waking the opposite direction.

"Hey!" He calls behind me, raising his voice. I feel his hand wrap around my wrist, his grasp so strong, I wince a little.

"Please! I don't want to see you get hurt!" He insists, his voice no longer sounding energetic, but now sounding serious.

This guy.

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Is definitely the Natsu I met 10 years ago. And I don't think he remembers me.

I pull his hand off of my wrist and turn back to face him. I breath in, and finally say, "Ok, fine, Natsu-san. But I won't rely on you as much as my other friends!" I declared.

He curved his frown back up into another smile. "Thank you, Lucy. Oh, you don't need to call me Natsu-san anymore." He pauses in his track of words, and I see his big smile convert into a big smirk. "Just Natsu-sama." He's evil!

"Ehhhh?!"

"I said it." His smirk still plastered onto his face as he casually walks to the next class.