Boo Motherfucker Boo

Lips tingled at the contact, parted into a grin, entire expression softening, worries melting away with the last of his awkwardness.

          “ When did you get so damn mellow? ”

 Hand rose , finger tips running across his cheek, curving to cup his face, tugging him closer as head tilted and mouths met once again, confident and possessive. Emboldened by the acceptance, loyalty, and unwavering love he found in those crazy crimson eyes. Needing all the reassurance he could get, yet still wondering if he deserved it. 

     A laugh bubbled up, lips curving into a smile against Zancrow’s.

         “Iggy found a good role model.”

       “ tch,  ain’t mellow by a long shot. ‘m just happy is all. i expect a fight later, of course. “

   zancrow laughed in response, glad that there was no other question. so close - their heat combined in a most comforting way. hand makes its way up to tangle in pink locks, the other resting upon his neck. when natsu laughed a smile returned to his lips. one eyebrow raised at the statement.

                 “ yeah? that’s good then. and who’s that good role model?”

            surprise flickers across pale features as lucy presented the chocolates to him. the god slayer had been caught nearly off guard by this.it was not as though he FREQUENTLY celebrated the holiday. in fact - he was unsure if he had ever celebrated at all. but with the people that MATTERED surrounding him now, he had prepared just in case.

                     “ blondie...? you decorated them? ‘m impressed.”

           he had not expected something so intricate. but nonetheless, he had a little something for her as well. man, it had been strange to buy - he never thought he would buy such a thing ( and he had gotten RIIDICULE ) with a smile, he presented a fluffy teddy bear from behind his back, handing it off to her.

He felt Zancrow’s arms wrap around him with a surety of motion that eased the dragon slayer’s mind. With it, tension drained from muscle and a bit of the uneasiness lingering in his chest loosened further with the warmth in the blonde’s voice. A stark contrast to his earlier meeting with Lucy.

      Speaking of which…

          ”She left too?”

He had a feeling that was a story better told by Lucy herself; something not likely to happen anytime soon. Yet with that question lingering in the air, he had to wonder at Zan’s well-being. He had his own darkness to deal with.

     Natsu pulled back slightly, reluctant to leave the warm embrace he’d been deprived of for so long, but needing to look the other in the face. Searching his eyes for the madness that threatened to tear them all apart at the seams two years ago. 

                                “You really ok, Zan?”

         “ i mean, for a BIT. didn’t stick around too long though. “

     this conversation felt GOOD. he had not truly had a lot of human contact since he left - figured it would be better that way. when he was not around lucy or natsu, that darkness just completely took over -one of the many things he could not escape from pertaining to his past.

           but that wasn’t something to be brought up now - not when they’ve been newly reunited. with that blackness at bay, in but the corners of his vision, the god slayer could smile at least. no - that was an issue left for later.

        “ ‘course ‘m fine, dragon brat.

                                 i can take care of myself, ehihihi. “

           the warmth between them was intoxicating, and he leaned in just slightly so it felt more complete, brushing his lips against the other’s briefly before pulling back again.

Seeing Zan was one thing, hearing his voice, quite another. Both were things he’d been deprived of for a very long time. The effect of them together was something… powerful. Like finding out Igneel was gone powerful; despite knowing how much the god slayer meant to him, he hadn’t expected that.

    He rarely ever did,        but he couldn’t help it.

Swallowing, Natsu closed his eyes and pulled the blonde into a hug. Not really asking permission, just runnin’ with his gut.

          “Yeah I…deserved that.                         ‘M sorry.”

          of course - AFTER the anger faded, the god slayer was OVER JOYED to see natsu. after all, he had left too. when he stepped closer and PULLED him into a hug - it felt right to lean INTO it, wrapping his arms around the other TIGHTLY. to have their heat combined once again - it made ZAN much happier than he had been since he left last.

                                       eyes slid closed as he took in the apology.

   “ yeah - yeah, well it ain’t like i was HERE either.

        both you AND blondie split - so i took off too. “

naturalxs 

( *whispers* do one for zan ;) )

@nigrumxmortum

     “Yo”

 He’d seen the kick coming, but made no effort to dodge it – a feat in itself with a body so fine-tuned to fighting – instead stumbling slightly. He wasn’t sure what side of Zancrow he’d find but, although he wasn’t about to throw his life away, Natsu knew he’d fucked up.

     Story of his life, really.

It was odd, he thought, that Zancrow was using his feet. He knew from experience that the God Slayer would much rather throw a punch or rely on his flames – similar to his own fighting style. Yes, likely a good sign. HIS flames actually hurt.

“Is that just a weak-ass kick or are ya happy to see me?”

     when he’d seen natsu, zancrow had been easily overcome with emotion. anger, happiness, confusion - the list could go on. after all, he’d been gone for so long. so overcome with this mix, he’d found his flames immediately rise to the challenge, ready to unleash. after a deep breath, he had settled for a weak kick. nothing enough to hurt him, just to send a message. 

           after all, zancrow had assumed him to be dead at this point.

          “ i’m pissed ta see ya, dragon brat. it’s been too damn long. “

      of course, he’d gone away too. with natsu and lucy not around, there’d been no real reason to stay. he would have only been a liability anyways.

                                “ Anything you want. 

                All you have to do is keep your end of the deal. ”

      “ Y’don’t have ta bribe me, Blondie.