Lucy and the Definitive... Cat?

Farm Cat

Lucy was preparing breakfast, figuring to make extra because Natsu would be here soon before they headed out to the orange grove. The morning had not gone as she expected, the cat ears on Mard's head had been the biggest shock.

The knowledge that at some point he would turn back into the small furry animal had left them both with a myriad of feelings. The demon didn't want to waste a moment in his body, changed as it was, and they had sex again in the shower. Long enough and intense enough that neither of them felt it when the water went frigid. Despite the lingering soreness in her body all Lucy could clearly remember was the changing looks on his elegant face.

Mard was stuck in the same place she was, unable to figure out where they were and where they would go to next. Did they even have a future together? That played on Lucy's mind as she flipped over the bacon, careful to not splatter the grease. She nibbled her bottom lip as she felt - more than thought - her way through the events.

"I see we have an agreement on this," his smooth baritone voice woke her from her daze. She looked over to see him walking into the kitchen, dressed how he was yesterday without the coat. Mard helped himself to coffee and kissed her cheek before sticking his nose in his cup and inhaling the scent. Lucy giggled seeing at how affected he was by the dark brew, it made him normal in a way.

She took the bacon out of the pan, putting the pieces on the pile with the others, letting the paper towel soak up the grease. Lucy went into the refrigerator for the eggs as Mard spoke again.

"Lucy, you have to understand that I had not planned any of this. I am just as lost, if not more so, as you are." She stood up as he took a sip of coffee from her pink mug with the word Kween in a loopy black script on it.

She smiled at him and giggled a bit, the scene just humorous in her mind. Mard Geer, King of the Underworld, trying to have a serious conversation while holding that mug. Lucy put the eggs on the counter and adjusted the flame on her stove before she took her own mug.

"I know Mard. It would be best if we discussed what we want and what outcome we are hoping to achieve. Like writing a scientific paper we have a theory and need to find the data to either validate or invalidate the theory." Lucy was struggling with this, the two halves of her mind trying to shout over one another.

Her hopeless romantic side wanted to run into his arms, profess her love, and have a happily ever after. The logical part said that the timing was inconsistent with reality and that she needed more data on the demon leaning against the entranceway to the kitchen. Both had points but only one of them could be right. The hard decision to make was to go with logic or go with her heart.

"You analyze as much as I do, there is something unique in that. I can hear both axioms of your mind and they come close to matching my own."

Lucy pinched the bridge of her nose and shook her head, "you have the advantage. I wish I could hear you and then maybe I wouldn't be the only person who doesn't get their way."

Mard set down the mug on the small bit of counter between the wall and stove, he crossed to her and took her hand in his own. She looked into his coal black eyes before setting her own mug on the counter and taking his other hand. He let out a soft breath and suddenly Lucy could hear everything in his mind.

"I have never opened my thoughts up to someone before. You are right, the conversation would only lead to my favor." He whispered as Lucy was bewildered to hear him talk about fairness with a human.

She listened intently to his thoughts, noticing how much they thought alike and not alike. It was like watching a jigsaw puzzle be put together, the little pieces of their thoughts fitting together to complete a picture. Some pieces just didn't fit, from both mindsets and that was wonderful that there could still be differences, and this wasn't perfect. Nothing was perfect but it could be close.