Chapter 4: What will Become of Us?

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Natsu's POV

  I started to roar. I didn't realize it at first that I was roaring, but it was because of sadness. Did I feel sad? I should be happy right? Lucy's back, yet something is stabbing my heart. That was when I remembered I was the one who took it off, her guild mark. I started walking out the guild to think. "Natsu? What happen?" Wendy came back from a mission with Carla and Happy. I looked up at Happy. "I'm going on a walk." I move to exit the doors.

Lucy's POV

When we got home, I stared at Blaze and Nashi. It was silent, but soon it cracked. "So, is that how you treat people the first time?" They both look down. "Sorry Mama." Blaze suddenly looked up at me. "But Mama, I feel a vibe coming off him that tells us that he was close. He may know something. Also he could hurt you, or he already has." My eyes widen. "Mama! Don't worry! Well take care of you." Nashi grinned at me. I gave them a hug. "Right, well let's unpack. We have a lot of stuff to fill this empty house." After a couple hours, the twins were sleeping. I opened my window to look outside. As I stared at the stars, I kept thinking. What should I do? Should I tell them? How will they react? I sighed. Suddenly when I looked down, I saw someone staring at me. I noticed who it was, and it was someone who I still loved for years. Even after that incident. Natsu.

Normal POV

  What would become of the lost souls of these two lovers? Will they be one or forever separated? Natsu stared at the beauty he yearned for so long. It was unexpected he ended over there. Besides, he was just going on a stroll. The two gazes stared at each other. Although one was up high, you could still see her feelings reflecting in her eyes. Those pure brown orbs had turn quite damp. The tears streamed down her face while she covered her mouth. Trying to close the window, Lucy was too late. The dragon slayer had gotten up there unconsciously and embraced her. Although she wasn't cold, the warmth had warmed her. Melting, even if their gazes didn't meet.

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