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.


8. Love Birds

Natsu POV

"Tell me you love me," I commanded gently.

"I told you a thousand times already," she informed me, looking up at me from our embrace. I'm not sure how we ended up on the floor hugging but it's not like I didn't mind it. It felt so nice to be able to have her in my arms.

"Say it again," I prompted, wanting to hear her say it again.

"You say it first," she suggested, running her fingers up and down my arms as if trying to remember every single detail of them with her fingertips. 

"Fine, I love you," I said, kissing her forehead.

She smiled and brought my face closer to hers. "I love you too." We kissed, the inside of my body feeling like it was on fire. We parted, trying to get our breath back. 

I looked out her window, barely realizing that the sun was about ready to rest for the night. "It's almost nighttime. I have to go, Lucy." I tore my arms off her and got up. As I stretched my aching arms out, I heard Lucy whimper. I looked down at her.

"I don't want you to go," she objected, looking up at me with sad eyes. "Stay."

"I can't stay with you, Lucy. I have to go home," I told her.

"Stay," she repeated, making puppy eyes that made me want to wrap my arms around her again.



We stared at each other, her puppy eyes against my reason.

"Natsuuuuu!" she whined.

I groaned, unable to control myself any longer. I attacked her, knocking her to the ground and tried to kiss her. She put a hand on my mouth, laughing and saying, "You can't have any kisses until you say you'll stay!"

I took her hand off my mouth. "Now, now, be a good girl and give me some sugar." 

"No! Not until you say you'll stay!" She knocked me down and scrambled out from underneath me, running away down the hall.

"Oh no, you don't," I said, getting up from the floor and going after her. By the time I reached the hallway, she had already disappeared into one of the rooms. 

"Come out, come out wherever you are," I coaxed, looking into one of the rooms, which turned out to be the bathroom. No Lucy.

I checked another room which turned out to be a bedroom but it just had a bed and it didn't look like anyone was using it. I went inside and turned on the light. I checked underneath the bed and in the closet. No Lucy to be found. I scratched my head. Hmm. Where could she be?

I left the room, turning off the light as I went and ducked into the last room, finding it to be her bedroom. I whistled. It was a pretty nice room. It had the most comfortable- looking bed I had ever seen, a drawer with pictures of her and her friends on the mirror, a closet, a bookshelf that took up one side of the room, and a desk that held a thick pile of papers on it. A pen was next to it. I walked over to it, grabbing it but I didn't even have a chance to look at it before I heard the door to the closet open and Lucy ran out, snatching them from me. 

"DON'T LOOK AT THAT!" she yelled, running back to the opened closet and stuffing the papers into a box and putting a lock on it. She let out a breath of relief. 

I creeped up to her and quietly kneeled behind her. She turned and I took her down again. She yelped and tried to escape but I held her arms down above her head and I looked at her smugly.

"Target captured," I announced. 

"That's not fair! Cheater!" she replied, trying to get out from my grasp.

"Cheater? You're the one who ran out from your hiding spot and took the papers from my hands. What were they anyway?" I questioned, curious as to what they could be.

She blushed. "N- nothing."

I leaned down lower and lower until our foreheads were touching, putting on a mischievous grin on my face. "Better tell me," I warned her.

She lifted her chin up and stubbornly resisted. "No."

"You sure you don't want to tell me?" I asked, giving her a second chance.

She turned her face away from me. 

"Don't say I didn't warn you."

She looked at me, curious as to what I was talking about. I smiled at her and kissed the side of her mouth. She tried to turn so that I would kiss her mouth but I just kissed the other side of her mouth. I went to her neck. That beautiful, gorgeous neck of hers and kissed it, making sure it was just a soft little kiss.

"N- Natsu," she whimpered, desperately trying to get away from me but I held her in place. "Stop it."

"I tried to warn you," I teased, planting another kiss on her neck.

I kept kissing her neck, making sure that I wasn't leaving any marks behind.

She started breathing hard and her face got red. "Stop teasing me already and kiss me already damn it!"

"No, not until you tell me what those papers were and why you're hiding them," I declared, going to kiss the rest of her face.

"It's embarrassing though," she stated, whimpering again when I kissed the sides of her mouth.

"Why?" I asked, stopping for a moment to look at her.

"Because... it- it's a...." She didn't continue.

I kissed the side of her mouth again and she moaned such a soft, little moan that I was sure that I imagined it.

"Hm, do that again," I ordered, smirking at her.

She went red. "No!"

"Aw, you're no fun," I complained. 

"No, quit teasing me!" she yelled, kicking me right in the crotch.

I quickly let go of her hands and got off of her, hands clutching my crotch, trying to stop the pain. "OWW!" I glared at her.

"Hmph. It was your own fault. I told you to stop teasing me," she scolded. 

"Well, it was your fault for not telling me what those papers were," I retorted, still holding my crotch. "Damn! Why did you kick me there out of all places?"

"It was the only spot that I could kick! Plus, none of this would have happened if you hadn't touched those papers! What happened to all that talk about privacy, huh?" she asked.

"If you didn't want me to see them, why did you leave them out in the open?" 

"You showed up unexpectedly! How was I supposed to know that you would come barging in here out of nowhere?" she inquired.

"It was a surprise for me too! In the end, it's all your fault."

"My fault?"


"How is it my fault?"

I pulled her closer to me. "Well, for starters, it's your fault for being the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. It's your fault for being so cute. It's your fault for being so sweet. It's your fault for being so easy to tease. It's your fault for having such an amazing personality that I fell in love with you."

She looked at me, stunned. 

I pulled her face closer to mine. "But thank God you did because if you didn't, I wouldn't be able to do this to you."

I moved in to kiss her but she blocked my mouth again and I raised my eyebrow at her.

"So you'll stay?" she asked, eyes shining and hopeful. She took her hand off my mouth.

"I'll stay."

She squealed in delight and jumped at me, knocking me over as she hugged me. I looked at my perfect girl. My girl. Mine. I wasn't going to let anyone else have her. I kissed her just like I did the very first time we met.

Suddenly, she pulled away and gasped. "What time is it?"

i shrugged. "Who cares?"

I was going to kiss her again but she escaped and looked at the clock behind me. "It's seven. I'm starving, let's go eat."

She stood up and waited for me to do the same.


"No buts!" she interrupted. "Good boys have to eat."

I looked up at her, trying to do those puppy eyes she had done to me earlier. She shook her head and pointed to her stomach. "My stomach is growling and I'm sure you're just trying to ignore yours as well."

"Fine," I huffed, getting up from the floor and she led me to the kitchen. 

"Whatcha wanna eat?"

"Mmm I don't know. What are you going to give me?"

"I have some chicken. Do you want to eat that?"

"Sure," I agreed, not really caring. "Sounds good to me."

She smiled and got out all the necessary stuff. 

I sat down at the table and watched her. I didn't want to eat. I just wanted to have her in my arms and kissing her blessed lips.

"You don't even want to eat do you?"

"No, not really."

She laughed. "You just want to go on like we were earlier. Hugging and kissing don't cha?"

"Quit reading my mind," I told her.

She laughed and set the table, handing me my plate as she sat down. "Here you go."

"I feel like a little kid again by the way you're talking to me," I said.

"Ah that's because you do act like one you know," she replied, laughing.

"In that case, maybe you should feed me," I remarked.

"No, you should be a big enough boy to know how to feed yourself," she answered.

"I momentarily forgot because I saw your face," I said.

"Sure you did. Shut up and eat your food," she commanded.

"What happens if I don't," I questioned.

She shrugged. "Then starve."

"Not the answer I was looking for."

"I know. That's why I said it."

"Hmph." I dug into my chicken. "This is good."

"It is. The only reason for that is because I got from the store," she responded, laughing.

"I'm sure you're a good cook as well," I reassured.

"I'm not that bad," she said. "But it's not that good either."

"I'm sure it's fine."

"Yeah- hey I wanna know something," she announced.

"Yes, so does everyone else in the world," I joked.

She shook her head. "When did I meet you? Or when did you meet me? In high school. You never told me."

I suddenly found it hard to swallow my food. "Oh well, you know. I just saw you one day and bam! Love at first sight."

She raised her eyebrows at me. "Has anyone ever told you that you're a bad liar?"

"Only all the time," I confessed.

"C'mon. I really, really, really wanna know," she pushed.

I sighed. "Fine. But then you'll tell me what those papers were."

She waved her hand. "Fine. Hurry up and tell me the story."

"Well, back then in high school, I got bullied all the time by this guy named Laxus. I was shy back then and didn't dare fight back against him. So, one day, I was being pushed around and my books dropped. Everyone was passing by and then you came along. You stopped and helped me with my books. You were so nice and sweet and I just fell in love with you. You were the kindest person I'd ever met. I learned your name and I would always try to get the courage to talk to you but... I never did. I would always send you Valentine's Day flowers though. When senior year came around, I thought I would never see you again but then you just showed up again and... I fell in love all over again," I explained, looking at her sheepishly.

Her eyes were shining again and she looked so happy. "I hate you."


"I hate you for hiding all these years from me. Imagine what would have happened if you had the courage to talk to me. We could've been high school sweethearts," she said, smiling. 

"But then none of this would have happened," I pointed out.

"Then you should have no regrets," she told me, leaning forward and kissing me. She frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't remember you though," she said sadly.

"I looked different back then," I remarked.

"Yeah, but-"

"Look it doesn't matter. We're here now and that's all that matters. Now it's your turn. Tell me what those papers were," I said.

She blushed. "It's a book I'm writing."

"A book?"

"Yeah, I like to write. It's about my life so far and all the good times I've had," she explained. 

"Ah so you're a writer," I said.

"I'm just an ameature," she replied.

"I'm sure one day, when you finish your book, it'll be selling like crazy," I responded.

"I guess."

"Oh what kind of attitude is that? C'mon get all fired up!"


"Fired up! Say it."

"What for?" she questioned.

"To get all fired up! Do it! Do it!" I pushed.

She sighed. "I'm all fired up!"

"Lame! Give it more enthusiasm will ya?"

She smiled. "Fine. I'm all fired up!"

"That's a little better but we'll work on that later. Now eat your food or I'll tease you again," I warned.

She squeaked and hurriedly ate her food. I laughed and quickly finished mine as well.

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