14

After the both of them ordered a Double Chocolate Icecream Delight, they sat speechless for a few moments. Losing themselves in each others' gazes. Natsu looked even more familiar, and not in a bad way either, but she just couldn't put her finger to it. "So you wanted to tell me something earlier?" Lucy were the one to break the awkward silence. Just as Natsu was about to get started, the waitress bought them their orders. Once she'd left their little bubble, the salmon haired guy stuttered, "You- I-?" He couldn't seem to form any coherent sentence. Lucy giggled slightly at him. "You seem to be extremely nervous." He swallowed visibly. "That's because I am. You always make me nervous." The blonde laid her head in the palms of her hands. "You don't seem nervous in class." He looked down at his icecream delight. "I'm not referring to class," he said barely noticable. "Skating? Karaoke?" She curiously asked the young man. She could tell that he's contemplating. Sweetly she smiled at him. "No, in fact, I've known you longer than your ex had," he said. Natsu's playing with the dessert in his glass. Thinking about the millions of ways that this could go wrong. She tilted her head. "Are you sure about that?" He sighed as he looked up at me. "Have I changed so much?" Lucy stared at him dumbfounded and speechless. "I'm the remembrance that you're referring to in that poem of yours." Her eyes grew in size. A shocking expression painted upon her face. Natsu was second guessing himself at the moment. "We swore to each other, at a tender age by interlocking our pinkies. Promised to be friends-" Lucy cut him off, but that didn't stop him. He's determined to finish. "We've sat down on the lake's bank as we-" Again she stopped him, vocally this time around. "Stop it!" Lucy don't want to hear anything about it. Even though she knew that he's been rather specific about the details. She couldn't think clearly. Natsu threw the chair back and stormed away. Lucy follows in his footsteps. He hurried to the nearest cherry blossom tree and slammed his fists into the trunk. Once too many. It really is him, Lucy thinks to herself. It's like that first meeting day from scratch. The only difference is that she has no ribbon to wrap his injured hand with.

Lucy stood looking at him completely speechless. "It really is you!" she exclaimed after a moment. It took her a minute to frame herself. "Oh, so what made you change your mind?" Natsu questioned her as he continued to punch his fist into the tree trunk. New injuries ripped through his skin. She smiled even though he's much too busy to notice. "I've only ever known one guy that's brave enough, to take on a tree with his bare hands." Her giggles made him turn around and look at her. Sheepishly he rubbed the back of his head. Lucy never thought that he could have possibly be her cherry blossom boy. The one she had always hoped would one day return to their pinky swear. Subconsciously she found him to be familiar. She can't understand how she couldn't have added one and one. How she couldn't get a solid answer? Perhaps this is the reason that she felt so drawn to him. Maybe that's why her body reached to his presence.

Now that she looks at him, it's as if she's seeing him for the first time. His gorgeous shade of salmon hair, slightly wispy in the breezy air. His onyx eyes, deep and bottomless. His perfect body. Suddenly Lucy is drowning in urge. The need to taste his lips and wanting to touch him, is only a few of these urges. It's like everything that happened as of recently is merely issues of the past.