Celestial Queen {A NaLu Story}

4: Our Striker Is...

Natsu Dragneel

"Natsu! Natsu! Over here!"

"Smile! Please! Just one shot!"

"Are you ready to put those cleats back on?!"

"Do you have a mistress?"

I twitched in annoyance but I maintained my smile for the cameras. A mistress?!

First off: this ain't no damn 18th century! In this century, we call it a side-hoe.

Second off: I don't have no damn mistress in fact I wouldn't even dream of looking at another woman other than my beautiful wife right beside me.

Lisanna is oddly calm even with the ridiculous claims these assholes of paparazzi are throwing at us. She'll tell me the reason later when we're actually in the private party where none of these low-lives trying to start a damn war.

We stayed a couple moments longer, posing for the front cover papers with my wife on my arm. This is one of the biggest events of the century in all of Fiore. The almighty Fairy Tail FC is back in action and the starting lineup is being announced tonight. This hype is all-around amazing and lit as fuck!

The guards suddenly ushered us inside; probably means the party is about to begin.

Big Sis rented out the biggest event-center in downtown Magnolia and had the entire mile radius decorated with cops. Not only that, she invited the other FC players and some of the other coaches to the event. Most of which did show up, looking elegant and already talking amongst each other.

Lisanna gave my arm a squeeze, "

"There he is!" A guy with blonde spiky hair and hazelnut eyes that look like they constantly want to murder me walked towards my wife and me. As he drew closer, I recognized the scar on his left temple immediately and the little pain of guilt slapped me across the face.

I was the reason that scar was there. The first time we matched up, it was a match after she left so I was in this state of mind where I can just go firing my way through life like a cannon ball. When we played against Sabertooth FC, the soccer club he belonged to, the guy was bad mouthing me; thinking he's all that.

I didn't care about being carded so I just straight for his head with my cleat instead of heading the ball like any normal soccer player would do. I guess looking back now, I could've killed him if it actually hit full on like I intended. I apologized to him, had a sit down and explained the entire situation to the guy.

I was lucky he didn't want to press charges and instead just pretended it never happened. Now we are all Gucci.

I think.

"Sting Eucliffe." I held out a hand to shake.

"Aw no need for that." He went in for a bro hug instead. "How you been?"

We stood there, catching up and sipping on red wine. My wife patted my back and wandered off for a bit. Probably trying to find our placement at the dinner tables for the meal.

"So Fairy Tail ready to get their asses whooped in the qualifying matches?" Sting bared his own canines. I could swear, down to the very attitude, we could be cousins but Zeref told me he's never seen this guy in my life.

"Not if I can help it." I smirked back. "We got a secret weapon up our sleeves."

"Who?"

I inclined my head over at Lisanna, seated at the forwards table with Gray Fullbuster, my left winger. He took a long yawn because his own girlfriend, Juvia one of our mid-fielders, dragged him to sit down. She eagerly greeted Lisanna and took her seat.