"L-Lucy? C-Can Juvia talk with Lucy?"Â

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   "L-Lucy? C-Can Juvia talk with Lucy?"Â

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illuminatorprincess replied to your post: â[/glares at.] "You better not gave Aiko sweets after this time, Natsu.â:
"DON'T YOU RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME!"
   Does what he wants.
"--Please don't fight.."
"Who did this to you?"
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Grotesque, hideous, repulsive. How one would likely claim his current unsightly appearance. Truly a despicably vulgar imagery for any to behold. A silhouette may prompt one to become enthralled with captivation, however, if oculars scrutinized to a certain extent, distinguishable injuries would undoubtedly become apparent. An obnoxious stench accompanied him; the distinct aroma of blood, would instantaneously become inhaled if anybody were to merely breath within his presence. Notwithstanding his complete disinterest in unnecessary attention, the ambiance surrounding him would provoke countless to question him on his way towards the prominence that is Magnoliaâs sheer pride and joy. Fairy Tailâs gargantuan base of operations; a place habitually resounding with elated laughter and chaotic bickers. However on days like today, it was dead silent.
   Repellent wounds of deep proportions were nauseatingly visible. Majority of which had been bandaged, however, the crimson liquid seeping out from within would embellish the previously colourless fabric; voicelessly confirming the severity of his condition. His upper-body was unclothed, and for once, rather shamefully. However despite that, the whereabouts of his apparel were unbeknownst to him. Otherwise, the discolorations and injuries which plagued him so, would likely go by unnoticed by most happening to chance upon him. One tremendous laceration along his chest, ultimately resulted into his breathing becoming dishonorably weak. Such a pathetic state heâs become imprisoned it. Numerous areas of his body were adorned with blood. Various scratches and scrapes would prompt the narrow eyebrows belonging to his comrades within the guildhall, to raise out of curiosity and consternation.
      Yet, not a single one of them dared to inquire about it.
            Or so he had assumed.
   Among the numerous individuals bearing the guild insignia, one lady chose to demolish the discomforting silence which permeated the spacious building. Much to his astonishment, Lucy Heartfilia voiced her concern, upon the renowned duo having a mere foot between them. âWho did this to you?â She had questioned him. Apprehension was recognized. Internal scolding began, as he fretted immensely over placing additional burden onto the petite, albeit capable shoulders, belonging to his celestial companion. Unquestionable trepidation altered a usually jubilant visage. Therefore, acknowledging that his stupidity and ignorance lead to someone held beloved, becoming placed with strenuous concern, fists clenched in aggravation. Contemplation over responding began, however, lips parted, and soon enough, a single conversation echoed throughout the room.
   âDoesnât make much of a difference who did it, or how it happened really. I fucked upâ- real bad. But, these arenât gonna hold me back, not in the slightest. So wipe that sorry look off of your face is already, itâs bringing me down. Iâve taken far worse of a beating from that flaming bastard before, so something like this is tolerable.â No, Natsu had never attacked to him such a severe extent before; his adversary knew their limits. However, the pain this time around was endurable. Pain inflicted, and agonizing his body, as the aftermath of his foolish courageousness on a mission. Regardless of his aching muscles, a rather vast headache, and presumably heartache were prioritized, in an unforthcoming manner. Placing the minds of his comrades at ease were to suffice for the time being. Thus, a slender forearm leisurely launched upward, before the frigid, bandaged surface of his palm, was gently placed atop Lucyâs head. A genuine smirk transpired, before he playfully ruffled up those velvety locks of blonde hair.
"Well, he does take a notice. I just can't tell if he's actually serious at times due to the amount of females that always want him. Maybe there can be some kind of cute way I can tell him my feelings."
A cute way to show her feelings? He never knew a girl who was willing to tell the guy first. Confident, it was cute. âTelling him in a cute way?âââ There could be many ways of telling him. Cards were too ordinary, knowing Lucy, sheâd want something original and inspiring. âTelling guys is a lot harderâ. Flowers and chocolate isnât something we usually would like. Take him somewhere. Ask him out. Not to dinner, somewhere fun. Or, you could write him a poem or a note, if he was into that sort of thing. Itâs romantic and even to most guys, they would appreciate it. There is also something else.ââ tapping his chin, the lion hummed. âJust flirt with him. Guys like a flirty women. Especially a womanizer. Just be extra cute, heâll notice it. They donât like clingy women whom are absolutely crazyâ if you know what I mean.â

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Hey baby, I've read novels. I have experience. ;)
âYou arenât the only one~"Â