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Difference In Opinion- Prompt: Fight/Make Up

Waking up that morning had been a near impossible challenge for Lucy. Her eyelids felt so heavy as if she hadn't slept in months. Yet the clock spoke against this assessment. Three hours. That was better than none, yes? Lucy whined mildly as the sun continued to glare into her eyes from the window and with tired, mechanical movements, the Celestial Mage slowly removed herself from her bed.

A wince followed: thighs sore and hips throbbing from her own weight. She knew this soreness. Though it had been a long time since it had ever been THIS bad. Picking the comforter off the floor, she tossed it back towards the mattress, never minding the bed's other occupant being covered. She needed to keep her eyes off that temptation at the very least.

Until she had time to process the events from last night, that is.

"Ugh, did I get hit by a boulder?" She grumbled, still so tired and her joints felt as if they were screaming every time she moved. The bathroom was a chore to reach. One step. Wince. Two steps. Whine. Three steps more and she almost gave up.

No! She told herself, the need to brush my teeth exceeds my sleepiness! So Lucy stubbornly prevailed; continuing with her morning duties. Ignoring every nerve in her body screaming to rest a little longer. The blonde knew she could rest later. Yes, later would come eventually. 

Though, the process of remembering the night before wasn't complete until she had began to run her bath water, fingers shakily removing what was left of her clothes from the night before.

Singed, torn- she hadn't even bothered to change to her pajamas had she? Why on Earth hadn't she at least got clothes from the Celestial world- and then she saw the marks.

Scratch marks. Bruises.

They certainly didn't LOOK like wounds from battle- oh no, they dotted across her skin in the shape of teeth, fingernails, hickeys and physical brands that could only come from one person. And he was currently passed out on her damaged mattress. (Which, thinking back, Lucy realized- it had also been singed.)

"Dammit, Lucy- y'know summoning that many Spirits is gonna kill you someday- you can't keep being so reckless!"

That's right- .. one mark shown above the rest- a big, large, angry bruise on her right side- that wasn't from anything done by the man snoring away. .

"Oh, like you're one to talk about being reckless! I had to do something!"

"Ya' didn't have to almost KILL YOURSELF!"

They had been so angry the night before- getting home after that job and all Lucy had wanted was to put ice on her wounded side, rest and enjoy the night after a job well done. - but Natsu, he'd been less than happy. Silent after their job- uncharacteristically so with an intense stare set to catch her on fire. (And not in a pleasurable way.) Nothing had been said between them since she'd risked herself to summon four Spirits at once. Even in her Leo Dress- she had drained herself near the point of passing out.

And when her legs had wobbled just enough for her to almost fall- eyes glazing over in delirium, was when he finally had snapped. Lucy remembered it now. The worry and rage in his eyes, the desperate look he'd given her as he'd caught her, held her close before releasing his hold to jump away from her. Voice practically hissing like water dripping over a blazing inferno. Natsu had been angry at her in a way she hadn't seen in years.