Save Us [Nalu][Short Story]✔️

Chapter 7: I Promise

Natsu jumped up from his couch when he heard the shouting followed by a bump.

Something went into the wall hard, and he didn't have to ask what, or rather who, it was.

"Please!" She cried.

"You hear that, Natsu!" Jellal pounded on the wall.

"She fucking begs for me, you asshole! She'll never be yours!"

That son of a bitch was taunting Natsu now, but Natsu wouldn't have it.

The sound of her being hit, and the sound of her crying, made Natsu fly out of his front door.

Of course their front door was locked, and no one opened no matter how much he pounded on it.

"Open up, you son of a bitch!" He screamed.

Nothing happened other than the usual sounds that he had listened to on many dark nights.

He ran back inside his apartment, leaving his front door open.

He ran out on the balcony, and jumped the wall between their balconies.

He looked through the glass to see Lucy on the floor with Jellal on top of her.

His fists went down on her chest and arms repeatedly.

"You're a fucking dead man!" He growled.

He looked around quickly, and grabbed one of their outdoor chairs.

Iron, not plastic.

He had to thank her later for buying these sort of furniture.

He took aim and threw the chair into the glass door.

The glass splintered, and Jellal looked up surprised.

Natsu kicked more of the shards out, stuck his hand through, unlocked the door, and opened it.

"You son of a bitch!" He screamed.

"No, wait!" Jellal stood up with his hands raised. "We can talk about this."

Natsu clenched his fists, and walked towards Jellal.

A hand wrapped around his ankle, and he looked down to see a beat up Lucy holding him back.

"No, Natsu," she pleaded.

"I'm putting an end to this, Lucy," he said.

"No, please," she pleaded. "If you do this, you're no better than him. And you were always better than him, Natsu."

Her words made sense.

He wanted badly to ignore them, and just put Jellal out of his misery, but he knew that if he crossed that line now, she would never be with him.

She would see him as another violent man.

Instead he grabbed Jellals shirt and pulled him close.

"Run, you son of a bitch!" He pushed him away.

"Run! I'm coming after you in two minutes, and if I catch you, you're fucking dead!"

Jellal ran out of the apartment as fast as he could.

Natsu crouched down, and pulled Lucy up in his arms.

"Come here," he helped her up. "Let me see you. Are you alright? Can you walk?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," she said.

He helped her out of her apartment and into his.

She sat down on the couch and winched in pain.

"Stay here. I'll be right back," he said.

"Natsu," she reached for him.

"I'm not going after him. I promise," he said.

He went to his bedroom and grabbed his two big suitcases.

He went back to their apartment, opened all the closets, and pulled out all the clothes that looked like it belonged to a woman.

He managed to get it all in the suitcases, and walked back to his own apartment.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"What else have you got? Shoes, right?" He asked.

"My perfume in the bathroom. I really like it. And the pink toothbrush is mine," she said.

"On it," he said.

He grabbed a backpack, walked back to her apartment, and filled it with the three pairs of sneakers she owned, the perfume and her toothbrush.

He also grabbed the hairbrush he assumed was hers.

He walked back into his apartment where she had made it out in the kitchen and helped herself to an orange soda.

"You really like those, huh?" He chuckled.

"My favorite," she shrugged. "Seriously, what are you doing?"

"We had a deal. I move back home and go back to work, and you leave him. We're doing it all in one take," he said.

"And where am I gonna go?" She asked.

"You asked if I would take you," he wrapped his arms around her waist. "I will."

"I feel like a lost kitten being adopted from a shelter," she said.

"Maybe you are," he laughed. "My kitten."

"I thought I was your Batgirl," she said.

He leaned in and kissed her.

It had only been a few days, but he had missed those lips badly.

"But..." She started.

"No but. I got it all figured out," he said.

"Of course. You're the architect," she said.

"Exactly," he said.

"I was joking," she said.

"I wasn't," he smirked. "I called Gray. I gotta get back in the ring, but I'm still scared. I asked if I could bring you as my manager first to ease me back into the roll. Once I'm comfortable, I'll turn on you and do my own thing again, and you'll get another role in the company."

She stared at him as if he had grown two heads.

"Manager? Are you shitting me right now?" She asked.

"I would never do that to you. I'm giving you a way out. You don't have to be with me if you don't want to, but you can live with me in my house, and I got you a new job, so you're completely free of him," he said. "So what do you say?"

He ran his fingers through her hair, watching her think about his offer.

"What about the city, Batman?" She cracked a smile.

"The city can start saving itself. I only wanna save you," he smiled back. "Besides, we both know I suck at saving the city."

"Yeah, you do," she laughed.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him in for a deep kiss.

"Now what?" She whispered.

"Now we pack my shit and drive home," he said.

"I like that plan," she said.

"Me too. And..." He moved his hands under her top to feel her back. "I'm gonna touch you all night. Just lie there with you in my arms. Kissing you, touching you, feeling your skin under my fingers."

"I'd like that," her eyes got wet. "I like your hands. They're soft, and they don't hurt me."

"Never, I promise Batgirl,"