Dragon Prince

Chapter 6

Jambo fellow readers.

So I have to apologize, I had a few more chapters on my computer that I updated to fanfic.net, but forgot to do that here.

I really am sorry for the extended wait.

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Lucy wondered about many things on the way to the restroom: Where it was, why her friend was so intent on taking her there, what the rest of their friends were talking about now back at the table...

But mostly about how a person as small Levy could possibly have so strong a grip.

Despite Levy short legs, Lucy found herself jogging to keep up with the tiny bluenette.

Levy led (read DRAGGED) her friend through the maze of white-tiled hallways that Lucy was not yet familiar with. She had attempted to take the girl to the restroom adjacent to the cafeteria, but there had evidently been an... "accident" ... that caused the bathroom to shut down for repairs. Lucy could hear the grumbling of the repairmen and janitors from the hall.

Something about it being the worse thing to happen to that restroom since the Noodle Incident....

Whatever that was.

She didn't have long to dwell on that, however, as the instant they reached their destination, Levy pounced.

"You were flirting with him!"

Lucy wasn't really sure why she was surprised, but this question still caught her completely off-guard.

"What!? Who?"

"You. Were flirting. With Natsu!"

"What! No! That's crazy, I just met him!"

"And he was flirting Back!" Levy said, ignoring her friend entirely, "I've known him for 12 years and a girlfriend, I've never seen him do that before!"

"Girlfriend?"

"And now you're jealous!"

"What? NO!"

"Not to mention denying it." Levy added, "Denial is the first stage, they say."

"OF GREIF, LEVY!"

"NO!" LEVY!"s the first stage, they say." Levy shouted with an authoritative tone that gave Lucy pause, "No flirting! If you start flirting, then you'll get a boyfriend. If you get a boyfriend, then you'll spend less time studying. If you spend less time studying, then your grades will drop. If your grades drop, then your dad will ship you off to Spriggan Academy in Alvarez. If your dad ships you off, then I'll be short a best friend, and I'll spend my days faking smiles at school, only to go home and cry over my book collection and the few letters that you have time to send my way, because you'll be having so much fun with your new friends that I'll slowly fade from your memory and you'll eventually stop writing me. Then I'll sink lower into depression, and become cranky and ugly, and I'll never get a boyfriend and my high-school life will suck and it will be ALL YOUR FAULT!"

Having said all that rapid fire, in one breath, Levy finally paused to inhale deeply before continuing.

"All that to say. NO BOYS!"

There were a few moments that passed, with only Levy's panting breaking the silence.

"Are you finished?" Lucy asked, hands on her hips, head cocked to one side.

Levy stood a little straighter and, with a surprising amount of grace and dignity for someone who almost had a mental breakdown, nodded once.

"Yes. Yes I am."

The sound of a flushing toilet broke the silence. Three stalls down, the lock slowly slide open, and a young dark haired woman emerged, resolutely walked to the sink without looking at either of the other girls. She quickly washed her hands, and all but ran from the room.

"Did she even use the soap?" Levy asked. She turned and shouted in the direction of the door. "YOU DO KNOW YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO USE THE SOAP, RIGHT?! Unbelievable."

"Let it go, Lev." Lucy replied, putting a hand on her friend's shoulder.

Levy turned back towards her friend with some reluctance. Still muttering something about how public restrooms are ideal environments for bacterial growth.

Lucy decided to change topics. "So, anyways... Are we still going to go to the library aft-?"

"NO BOYS!" Levy shouted again, cutting her off.

"I thought you said you were done!" Lucy cried in exasperation.

"I was, but I suddenly felt a renewed sense of vigor!"

"Lev-VY..."

"I can take no risks in this matter! There is no room for any mistakes or miscalcu-"

"I GET IT!" Lucy shouted. A little louder than she'd meant to, but her blue haired friend had gone clear past Ridiculous Level. "I wasn't flirting with him anyways!"

"Yes, you were!"

"Not on purpose!"

"THAT MAKES IT EVEN WORSE!"

"ALRIGHT!" Lucy cried, finally having enough, "Okay, fine. Yes, I was flirting, yes, I know how risky that was. And I'll stop, Levy, I will, it's just..." She trailed off.

"Stop it!" Levy commanded.

"What?"

"You were just entertaining the idea!"

"Levy! I just met him! Would you chill out?! You're scaring me with all your paranoia."

The bluenette nodded, gathering herself "Okay... But you know what I'm saying?"

"You've said it at least three times. I get it, Levy, we're good."

Both girls sighed.

"So," Levy started again, "What are you gonna do?"

"Well, for starters, I'm going back to the caf," Lucy told her "Let's take care of this one step at a time." She took about three steps toward the door before glancing over her shoulder at her best friend. "You coming?"

Levy nodded, and followed the blonde back to the table.

This wouldn't be a problem, she could handle it. Besides, she refused to get her hopes up that he felt the same way that she already did...

Was there?

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I was originally going to make this chapter longer, but I've made you wait far too long, and my sister pointed out a better way to do the next segment.

Speaking of, as of last chapter, my sister(Mwalitatu) is officially co-authoring this story with me. She used to just let me bounce some ideas off of her, but she wrote like half of the past two chapters.

And I just forgot to tell you that...oops.

Anyhoo.

She, like me, loves reviews, so be sure to leave us one and let us know what you think!

Baadaye-Duma