Addicting Love

Lucy is an ordinary girl while Natsu is the leader of a dangerous gang. When Lucy is kidnapped and given to Natsu as a present for his 26th birthday, they end up falling in love. But there is someone who doesn't want them to be together and will do anything to split them up.

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4. Punches, Punches, and More Punches

Natsu POV

I was surprised at her sudden change in strength. Her first swing felt like an ant bite. Her second punch felt like a brick. 

My head flew up and I grabbed onto Lucy's arms, trying to stop myself from falling off the bed and ended up taking her down with me. We landed on the floor with a thud. I felt blood coming down my nose and tasted it as it entered my mouth. My hand flew to my nose, trying to stop the blood and the stinging pain. Lucy scrambled off me and I sat up. While I was too busy worrying about my nose, Lucy punched me again in the face, making blood splatter onto the floor.

"OKAY, OKAY!! I'M SORRY LUCY!! I'M SORRY!! I DIDN'T MEAN TO!!" I yelled, putting my arms up in self-defense. 

In reality, I really was sorry, but I couldn't resist. She was so... beautiful. I mean, she was just sitting there with her big brown eyes and silky blonde hair with her small ponytail on the side. Her skin was as soft as a baby's. She was stunning to look at. So radiant. She looked like a princess and out of place in my room and especially when she was tied up. And when I kissed her. Oh lord, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I wanted to kiss her forever. Her lips were so soft and tasted like strawberry. In that instant, I knew that I never really got over her.

Lucy was about to swing at me again but stopped short when she heard me say her name. "How do you know my name?"

"I'm not telling any stories 'till you put down that fist!"

She hesitated but reluctantly put her arm down. "Alright but don't try anything funny or I swear I'll hurt you."

"I can see that," I said, putting down my arms as well.

"What's your name?" she asked, eyeing me up and down.

"Natsu Dragneel."

"Natsu? Never heard of that name and I certainly don't remember you," she told me.

I scowled. Of course, she wouldn't remember me. Well, you can't blame her, you barely even spoke to her. You spoke to her once and that was it.

"What?" Lucy scowled back at me.

I let out a breath of frustration and said, "Well, I remember you."

"How?" she questioned.

"We... we used to go to the same high school."

She lifted her eyebrow and then gave an annoyed face. "Really? That's the best excuse you have? Come on. You can't have remembered me from high school. That was years ago."

"I can prove it," I told her, reaching towards the cabinet.

She shrieked and hit me in the face again. 

"OH JESUS! QUIT THAT! I WAS REACHING FOR THE CABINET IF THAT'S ALRIGHT WITH YOU!"

"WELL YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME FIRST BEFORE DOING SO IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO HIT YOU!"

I groaned. "I'm pretty sure my nose is broken thanks to you."

She smirked, pleased with herself for hurting me. "Didn't think a girl like me was this strong, did you?"

"I never said that you weren't strong when we met. Now can I please go into the cabinet," I asked.

"What's in the cabinet?" she asked suspiciously, reaching for the cabinet herself. She opened the first drawer and searched through my boxers and undershirts.

"Hey! A little privacy if you please!"

"PRIVACY?! PRIVACY?!" she shrieked. 

I flinched. "Please don't hit me."

She raised her arm and slapped me. 

"I SAID DON'T HIT ME!"

She tried to stand up but I hadn't taken off the tie off her legs yet so she clumsily sat back down. Her face was torn in anger.

She still looks beautiful, though. 

"THOSE MEN KIDNAPPED ME AND I ENDED UP TIED ON YOUR BED. YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT PRIVACY?! YOU FREAKING ASSHOLE!" she screamed at me and raised her fist yet AGAIN. 

This time, I stopped her arm, determined to prevent my face from being ruined by her vengeful fist. She struggled to get out of my grip but I refused to let her go. She put her other hand up to her mouth, probably remembering our kiss.

"Don't kiss me again."

"Sorry," I mumbled, blood rushing to my face. Was it that bad?

Her eyes flickered with an expression I didn't know. But then she regained herself and her face went blank. She put her hand down and the arm that I was holding. I realized that I was still holding her hand and quickly let go of it. She rubbed her hand and tried taking off her bond. After a few minutes of silence with me staring at her trying to undo the complicated tie, I leaned over and pushed her hands gently away from it. She flinched but let me undo it. When I was done, she said, "Thank you." 

She turned towards the cabinet and rummaged through the second drawer and pulled out a yearbook that read Fairy Tail High School.

her eyes widened in surprise and she looked at me. "Y- you were telling the truth?"

"Yes," I responded, taking the yearbook from her hands and flipping through it to her picture. "There you are."

"How did you know where my picture was?"

I blushed again. "I remembered where it was," I said silently.

She blushed and took the yearbook back. She cleared her throat. "Well... thank you for remembering an insignificant girl like me."

"I think you're pretty significant," I blurted out before I could stop myself. I blushed even more and so did she.

Lucy stared off into space and then her face went angry again. She turned to me, full fury. "Is that why you kidnapped me?! Are you some sort of sicko or something?"

"N- no," I stuttered. "You don't understand. It's not like that. I'm not like that!"

"Sure you aren't," she retorted, standing up. I followed her example and stood up.

"I see what you're doing, acting all innocent so that I'll trust you and then taking me as a slave for your disgusting pleasures. You're sick," she exclaimed, heading for the door.

"No! Wait, please! I promise you- I swear on the Bible that it isn't what you think!" I tried to explain, grabbing her arm, preventing her from walking out.

She stopped and turned to face me. "So then tell me, why was I kidnapped?"

I hesitated. "I- I didn't plan it. My friends-"

"You call those thugs your friends?!"

"Please hear me out before you leave," I pleaded. "Please."

I'm not sure if it showed on my face that I wanted her forgiveness or what, but she pulled my hand off her arm and stood there, waiting, with her arms crossed across her chest. "Alright, then. Tell me your side of the story."

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