Nothing Accidental About Love (NALU)

Chapter 8 Part 2

I slowly begin to lay our eggs, I have a death grip on Natsu my knuckles a pale white from the hours of strain, as I push them out one at a time. I for some reason would blow my fire like a hot torch at each one of them after they came out. I was unable to wait. The need, the instinct, drove my flames to be white hot. It took several hours for each egg. It was already dark outside so I had literally been in labor all day; with Natsu by my side. He was so confused as to why I was not only allowing him to be there but refusing to let him leave. I'm completely exhausted and I'm just about to pass out when Natsu asked me if I wanted to hold our eggs before putting them in the crib. He had not dared to touch any of them yet but I could see that he desperately wanted to.

The thought seemed to have given me just a little strength so I nod and motion for him to hand them to me.  Natsu is almost white by this time from fear I think. I was allowing him to touch our eggs he probably thought I wouldn't ever let him do that. Add to that neither of us having eaten all day, and to be honest Natsu helped a lot holding me carefully trying to keep me calm. Each egg was a little larger than a pineapple and they each took so much out of me to push out. I lay gasping still, holding my beautiful eggs. Their appearance something like a closed pinecone oblong in shape with a shell like pattern and each egg a beautiful shade of fire. Each slightly different showing all sorts of swirls and shades of reds, oranges and yellows making each one unique.

I let out a content sigh and lay my head on Natsu's shoulder. I have him hold both me and our eggs in his arms I could feel his happiness radiating off of him. I carefully hand him one egg at a time for him to put into the crib which he does. "Hold me, please." The words were barely audible even with our dragon senses but he heard me, grinned and curled up in bed beside me holding me close. "Don't leave me," I tell him a little afraid that he would try to sneak out and not return for a week.

"Never," he swears kissing my forehead. I finally fall into a deep sleep as if I had been up for days and not just one. I was so exhausted that I never realized Natsu got up.

Natsu's POV
My eggs are here! I gently purr to each of them wanting so much to cuddle them but I'm afraid I would somehow hurt them. Lucy had fallen asleep so I was now crouched down beside the crib purring to my sweet babies. I am trying to figure out the genders but I still can't tell. The lullaby Lucy sang to me only last night came to mind and so I started purring in tune to that. I really liked it and I didn't want to mess up the words since I have only heard it once, but I guess that is quite enough.

I stared for what must have been hours. They were simply beautiful, I have three babies now, I will take very good care of them. I couldn't stop purring, I am so happy. What can I do?

"You can hold them if you want," I jump at the sound of Lucy's voice.

"Are you sure? It won't hurt them?" I ask still nervous.

I hear her sweet laugh, she is so tired I can hardly believe she did all if this, the pain she was in was so terrible. She stopped herself from screaming for most of it but the final push for each egg was to much for her. I thought I was going to go deft they were so loud and raw.

"Yes, Natsu I'm sure. Why don't you bring them here but before you handle then make sure to blow a little fire on them," She says this with a strangely serious face.

I gently blow a light flame on each egg before picking them up and bringing them to her. She is still laying down and she blows her own flame on them at a much higher heat than my own; before cuddling them to her side. She motions for me to climb in bed with her and the eggs and carefully I do. She blows her flame on them again looking at me and I match her. She smiles and we take turns gently blowing on them.

After a while she stops and just watches; purring as I would nuzzel them between the burst of flames. I follow her lead and also stop blowing flames and I look at her. She is still extremely tired I could see that from the sweat still plastering her hair to her face. I see the love in her eyes as her gaze goes from me and our eggs and back again.