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Chapter 5
The Other From Edolas
The next morning, Lucy awoke to the aroma of coffee filling the air and tingling her senses. She truly could not remember the last time she had woken up in her own bed to the smells of breakfast. It was nostalgic of childhood, and she found herself smiling even before opening her eyes. Moving slowly with sleepiness, Lucy rose from bed and wrapped a robe around herself.
She gave only a cursory brush to her hair with her fingers to get the frizzy ends soothed down, and finally she looked around the main area of the house. The shikibuton was already folded up, with the blankets crisply folded on top. In the kitchen, Edo-Natsu hummed some unfamiliar tune while making pancakes. At the soft sound of her slippers sliding over the floor, he looked over from a griddle and grinned widely with a shy blush on his cheeks. He was already cleaned up, dressed, and wore Lucy's bright pink Kawaii Kitty apron trimmed in white ruffles. It made her chuckle to see Natsu wearing such a frilly thing, yet it matched surprisingly well.
"Morning, Princess," he called cheerfully. "Sorry for using your kitchen again. I wasn't sure what to make, but everyone loves pancakes, right?"
"Fireball, you are amazing," she sighed happily. "You look like you're having fun too."
He laughed and flipped the pancakes over on the griddle. "I don't get to cook much, so I love to go all out. There are sausages, and if you want I can scramble up some eggs."
"Just sausage for me," she said, then headed to the bathroom to get ready for the day. She looked in the mirror as she unbraided her blonde plaits. "That guy," she said to herself. "He's amazing. Why can't our Fairy Tail have a guy like that?"
They ate together with just some small talk about the weather and what they might want to see on their outing. Then the two headed off. Lucy grabbed her keys, and Edo-Natsu grabbed his goggles.
"Why do you wear those things all the time?" she asked.
"Eh? You mean these?" He touched the goggles on his head. "My dad Igneel gave them to me. He was a famous race car driver, you know! They were his lucky goggles."
Lucy smiled to herself. Really, he and Salamander were so alike in some ways, and so opposite in other ways.
The morning was already getting warm, so Lucy had dressed in a short skirt and tank top. She realized Edo-Natsu was still wearing the same thing he arrived in. She had washed it along with her own clothes, but it would not do to wear the same outfit all the time.
"If you're going to be here for a week, maybe we should get you some clothes," she decided. "I'm sure Natsu wouldn't mind if you borrowed his, and you two should be the same size."
The teen pouted. "I dunno. I feel bad taking from him without asking."
"Well, I'm not buying you new clothes," Lucy declared stubbornly. "I barely have money for food. Besides, I'll wash them before giving them back. They'll probably end up cleaner than whatever sorry state Natsu has them in now."
"If you're sure it's okay," he said uncertainly. "So, where are we going?"
"While it's still early, I want to take you to see Porlyusica."
"Oh, the one who's also from Edolas," he recalled. "Is she nice?"
"No, she's cranky," Lucy admitted, "but she might know something."
They went to the woods outside Magnolia and to the house of the pink-haired healer. Lucy rapped on the door, and a cranky roar greeted them.
"What do you want, you smelly humans?"
"Um … Porlyusica, it's Lucy Heartfilia from Fairy Tail," she shouted through he door, trying hard to sound cordial. "I have someone here who—"
"Is he hurt?"
"Uh, no."
"Is he mysteriously sick or possibly dying?"
"No, he—"
"Then I don't care." She opened the door with a broom in her hand like a weapon. "You two! It's just that celestial girl and Dragon Slayer. I don't want to deal with you kids. Now get away from here before…" She paused with her broom raised. Edo-Natsu had cringed down at her rage, grabbing Lucy's arm for protection. Porlyusica glared at him, making him shrink lower. Then she inhaled deeply. "You," she said in a soft, curious voice. "You're not the Dragon Slayer boy. No, you smell different … familiar. You're not from around here."
Lucy quickly introduced them. "This is Natsu Dragion."
Porlyusica's red eyes widened in a moment of surprise. "Dragion," she echoed in astonishment.
"He's Natsu's double from Edolas."
"Edolas. I see," the old healer mumbled. "How did you get here?"
"We don't know," Lucy explained. "We were wondering if we could talk for a while. Maybe you can help us."
She eyed the boy again, then set her broom aside. "Come in. I was just making tea. Touch anything and I'll kick your teeth in."
They sat, sipped tea, and Edo-Natsu told Porlyusica all that had happened. She listened and looked at him closely. Once he was done, she chased Lucy out so she could do a small medical exam. She made Edo-Natsu strip his clothes off and inspected every part of him while the boy blushed under her studious red gaze.
"Some bruises, but that's probably from the fight you wound up in," she hummed. "That's one nasty old scar on your hip."
"From a car crash when I was a kid," he explained, running a finger over the discolored, ragged scar. "It wasn't my dad's fault. Some drunk jerk hit us."
"Open your mouth and say ahhh." He did, and she slammed a tongue depressor down, nearly gagging him. Then she looked within his mouth. "Throat's fine. Tonsils are healthy. Good teeth, but I can smell that you didn't brush them after eating pancakes with extra syrup. You'll get cavities that way, you know."
"Ah ohn ahh a huughuth."
Porlyusical removed the depressor. "What?"
Edo-Natsu massaged his tongue on the roof of his mouth a bit first. "I don't have a toothbrush. I figured it'd be really gross to use Princ- … uh, Lucy Heartfilia's. I guess I can ask her to buy me one, although she said she's short on money. It should be okay if I only go a week without brushing, right?"
"No," Porlyusica said in a thudding tone. She opened a drawer and pulled out a thin, narrow box. "Here, take this one. Never been opened. Brush your teeth as soon as you get home. Take your oral hygiene more seriously."
"Gee, thanks!" Fireball grinned, accepting the gift.
"You shouldn't eat sweet stuff and not brush your teeth."
"I know. I love sweets, so I'm usually good at remembering."
The old healer glanced over. "You like sweets, huh? Not stuff that's hot?"
"Eww, no way! I can't stand hot or spicy food. Ice cream is the best. Cold and sweet!"
"Totally not like Salamander," she mumbled. Edo-Natsu tilted his head to the side in confusion. Without saying more, she shoved his head down and began to pick through his pink hair. "No bugs, that's good." Then she raised up and washed her hands. "Get dressed. You're healthy, although the differences between you and Salamander are pretty obvious: different muscle tone, different scars, a surprisingly large amount of calluses on your fingers."
"Ah, that's from working in the garage on my four-wheeler," Fireball explained as he buttoned his shirt back up.
"Four-wheeler," she hummed, pausing in her washing as she stared ahead. She shook some thought out of her head and continued to clean her hands. "So, you're a driver, huh?"
"I was," he said with a wistful frown. "Edolas has no more magic, so there's no lacrima fuel."
"I see," she muttered. "As for how you got here, I have no clue. The world has changed a lot since I was in Edolas. Sounds like your adventure was an invention gone awry. I wouldn't even know how to help with that. There are ways to make it back, though. Makarov knows more about that. He offered to send me back a few times, but I came to love this world too much, smelly humans and all."
Natsu finished dressing and slid off her exam table. "Didn't you have family back in Edolas? Friends, coworkers, people who miss you?"
"Sure, but I also have friends here. I'll tell you this much, boy," Porlyusica warned sternly. "Don't stay in Earthland for too long. You won't want to leave."
He laughed lightly. "No problems there. Lucy Ashley would kill me if I stayed away for too long. Can … can I ask a personal question, Miss Porlyusica?"
"Depends," she said grumpily as she put her medical equipment away.
"Well, please don't take this wrong, but … your hair." He pointed timidly to her pink bun. "It's the same color as my dad's. I was wondering if you know a man named Igneel Dragion."
"Not familiar," she replied sharply.
"Oh … I see," he muttered, and his head lowered in disappointment.
"But," she added instantly, "my sister married a man named Iagan Dragion. She was pregnant at the time that I came here. That was many decades ago. Could be your Igneel."
His whole face lit up. "Really? You think so? Then … then that makes you my—"
A knock on the door interrupted him. "Are you done?" Lucy called impatiently from outside.
"Not yet," Edo-Natsu squeaked out bashfully, and he dressed faster.
"I'm not saying we're related," Porlyusica clarified in a gruff tone. "I'm saying I know of another Dragion, that's all. Iagan was a mechanic. It could be he taught Igneel about vehicles. I don't know anything about them, so I can't say for certain."
"I see." Natsu blushed, looking down to hide his happiness. "I guess if I ever find Dad again, I'll just have to ask him."
"What I don't get," the old lady said, sniffing him again, "is why you smell so strongly of Edolas. I can tell you bathed recently, and your clothes were washed by Lucy since they smell like her now. Still, you have such a strong whiff of…" Sniff-sniff! "…flowers?"
"Ah!" Fireball reached to his coat pocket and pulled out a squashed pink flower. "I picked it for Lucy—my Lucy—but when I came back to the guild she was in a bad mood. I didn't want her to see it, so I hid the flower in my pocket really fast. I'm afraid it got smashed when I jumped into Salamander's place and ended up in the middle of that fight. Still, you can have it if the smell is reminiscent." He grinned sheepishly. "Although, a fine lady like you deserves fresh flowers."
Porlyusica blinked in surprise. "Fine lady?"
"Fireball," Lucy called from outside.
"Ah! Sorry, Princess." He bowed respectfully to the old healer. "I apologize for taking up your time. Thank you for examining me, at least. It's good to know that traveling between dimensions didn't mess up my body. Good day to you…" He grinned widely. "…Great-aunt Porlyusica." Then he ran out the door and left with Lucy, letting her know his health was fine, showing her his new toothbrush, yet saying nothing about the possible relation between him and the aging healer.
Porlyusica stood in the doorway as she watched him go. She saw his smile and Lucy's laughs. "Nice kid. His eyes are the same color as my sister's, but his smile is like that rogue Iagan Dragion. Igneel…" She hummed to herself. "That other Natsu also asked about a guy called that. I wonder who Igneel really was. Anyway, this kid is nothing at all like Natsu … and that can be a big problem for both of them."
Since they were in the woods, they took a detour over to Natsu and Happy's house. Happy was nowhere in sight, so Lucy let herself in and picked some of Natsu's clothes, then left a letter for Happy in case he noticed that things were missing. With how messy the place was, she doubted he would have been able to tell. After dropping the clothes off, Lucy took Fireball on a quick trip around town. They visited the market, the docks, the cathedral, the rainbow sakura grove, and she showed him around all the main tourist areas.
As the sun set, Lucy took Fireball to an evening concert in Magnolia Theater. He was amazed by the magical instruments and their ethereal music. She could hardly help but giggle at his awestruck face and massive eyes when the instruments lit up and a screen above changed with color according to the chords, instrumentation, and emotional impact of the music.
They stopped for dinner at a ramen shop where they talked more. It was hard to get the shy boy to come out of his shell, but once he started talking about Edolas' Fairy Tail, Lucy no longer had to coach him. He could have talked about them all night long.
"So your Levy and Gajeel…" She gawked upon hearing about their rather intimate relationship.
"Yep," he mumbled with an embarrassed flush. "They're due to marry on Blessing Day, which is one of our harvest holidays. I guess it was bound to happen. They've been flirting for ages, but … well … we didn't expect to catch them like … like that."
Both of them blushed, Edo-Natsu from some naughty memory he had witnessed, Lucy because she wondered if her own Levy and Gajeel had done that already.
"There's one problem, though," the boy muttered as he used his chopsticks to poke at some chicken in his ramen. "Gajeel wants Levy to live with him in Royal City. He has a good job there with the newspaper. However, since Levy is the one always inventing things, she's in the biggest trouble. She really can't settle down. Even if Gajeel somehow manages to get her another royal pardon from King Jellal, I doubt she'll agree to his inspectors and all the regulations."
"I see," Lucy muttered. "That could strain any relationship."
He popped a slice of chicken into his mouth and looked around the small ramen stand. "I always wished my guild could have lived in a city instead of leaping around all the time, always on the run and in danger. Especially seeing Magnolia and how well-respected Fairy Tail is around here, I wish my guild could be like that. I think most of the others like being a dark guild, not following anyone's rules but our own. However…" He trailed off sadly.
"Don't tell me you want a simple, peaceful life," she chuckled. That would be the opposite of Salamander Natsu, so she guessed it must be so.
"Yeah," he admitted bashfully, "but I know I won't get it. After you guys left and King Faust was ousted, I had really hoped we could settle down. You know, new king, new rules, a whole new world, a fresh slate. It was nice for a while, but it didn't last long. Lucy could never settle down, and Levy is wanted by the king since she made so many dangerous inventions. Now we're back to how we were before, always in trouble, always running." He laughed it off, but Lucy saw a wistfulness in his eyes. "I almost wish I could stay here. It's like a vacation, and this city is so wonderful. I thought it'd be scary, but it's not. Maybe because Princess is here with me, so I know I'll be safe." He grinned, then blushed and hid his face down into his ramen bowl.
Lucy said nothing, but she felt a little sad to know that he was not completely happy in Edolas. "I guess … maybe I wish that too," she muttered. "It's nice having someone like you around. I'm always getting dragged onto insane missions. I knew being in a magic guild wouldn't be an easy job, and I do like a little adventure, but sometimes I wish it could be a little less fatally dangerous."
Edo-Natsu looked up in surprise, then laughed nervously and looked away again. "We're a lot alike, aren't we, Princess?"
"I guess we are," she mumbled.
They said nothing else through dinner.
They strolled back through a balmy summer night, walking along the river together, so close they could have held hands, except neither was about to be that bold. Lucy hopped up to the ledge and walked along like she normally did. It made Fireball freak out far worse than the boatmen ever did, but his pleading for her to be safe just made her laugh. It felt good thinking that she was the brave one in this situation. They returned to her place and took their shoes off at the door.
"Well, um … I'll … um … get my bath, if that's okay with you," he muttered. "Or do you want one first? That's fine too."
"I want to write a little first. You go ahead," she said, waving him on.
While he went into the bathroom, Lucy sat down to write in her journal. She could hardly help but write mostly about her extra-dimensional house guest.
"He's a sweet guy, Mama," she wrote. "On one hand, I hope he's not stuck here like Porlyusica, only because I know his friends in that other Fairy Tail would miss him. Still, I hope he can stay a while longer. Back in Edolas, he's in a dark guild, always on the run. I can't even imagine that! Especially not for someone as sweet as him. He deserves a break, some fun, some stability." She bit on the tip of her pen, trying to organize her thoughts. "I'm glad he can be here, see what a normal life is like … if you can call this normal." She realized he was taking an abnormally long time in the bathroom. "Really, though, I miss having my house to myself."
She concluded the letter and tucked it away. Lucy was getting tired and still needed a bath, so she crept up to the door to listen in. She was about to knock and ask if he was okay when she heard strange, soft sounds.
"What…?"
She paused as she realized Fireball was panting hard. Her brow crunched up. Why in the world was he breathing so heavily? Did he get hurt? Was the steam getting to him? Or was it something … different? Slowly, a dirty thought came into Lucy's mind and made her whole face burn red.
"No way! Not in my bathroom." She almost felt angry, but she did not want to accuse him falsely. Lucy listened more, hoping to tell if she was right or not. "It's something else, right? After all, it could be anything. Maybe he does … exercises … yeah, exercises. At night. In the bathroom."
Even she rolled her eyes at such a lame idea.
"Haahn," she heard him moan so softly, she never would have heard the sound from her desk. "God, that feels good."
Lucy gulped hard to get her heart out of her throat and settle her fluttering stomach. "Is he really … doing that?"
The heavy breathing and occasional groans on the other side of the bathroom door made Lucy squirm. She tightened her thighs together as she felt moistly aroused at the thought of what he was doing in her bathroom.
And why was he doing that? Why would he be so aroused as to use someone else's bathroom for something like that? How rude!
Her hand reached to the doorknob. She could probably open it silently and see if she was right. Not knowing would trouble her all night long and lead to suspicions. However, what if he really was doing something naughty? Would she leave it at that, or should she demand him not to do such things in her house? What if he saw her spying on him? What if he begged her to assist him with those large, pleading eyes of his?
Slowly, her fingers pulled back. This situation was far too complex. Besides, she was unsure if she wanted to watch any man, most of all Natsu, jacking off.
"Lucy," she heard Edo-Natsu hiss so softly, if her ear had not been flush against the door, she never would have caught it.
Her eyes went massive, her heart jolted so hard her chest hurt, and all the blood rushed to her cheeks. She completely stopped breathing, as if keeping utterly silent might let her hear that what he said was not what she thought she heard.
"Nngh … Lucy!"
Lucy? Which Lucy? Her or Ashley? Who was he fantasizing over? She really wanted to know, yet she was terrified to find out.
Lucy's heart pounded so hard, she could barely hear anything else. Her own breath began to match the fast pace of Fireball's. Her hand drifted, sliding down her stomach and to the waistband of her skirt. She had slipped her hand beneath the fabric down to the second knuckle before stopping with a hitch to her throat.
"No!" she scolded herself in a whisper, and she yanked her hand away. "This is wrong. He must like Edo-Lucy, so stop it. Just stop it, Lucy!" Her hand fisted up, and she dug her nails into her palm in self-punishment. "Idiot," she mumbled. "He doesn't even belong in this world." She marched back to the main room, turned off the lights, and dived deep into her blankets without getting dressed for bed. She simply needed to hide from the temptation.
Still, the images in her head refused to go away. She simply could not imagine Natsu doing that. Not even her Natsu, who was a bit perverted at times, and certainly not like this bashful, timid Natsu. She wondered how he looked in the midst of such pleasure, how pink his face would go, how his mouth opened as he shuddered in bliss. What did he look like down there? She had seen Gray naked lots of times, but Natsu…what was he like? Cana told her that guys looked very different when aroused than when they were normal, like how she had seen Gray, flaccid and drooping.
Lucy squirmed down into the sheets. She hardly realized she had begun to touch herself, running her hands over her massive breasts and lightly scratching over the nipples until they hardened, wrinkled, and perked out on the tips. Her forefinger and thumb lightly twisted the hardened pink nub, making her face tense up. A moan bubbled up, yet she squelched it in her throat before it became audible. She undid her skirt, slid it plus her underwear off, and dropped them over the edge of the bed, getting rid of at least that much. Then her hand slid down her stomach, over the tuft of hair, and her finger slipped along the soft slit. She was absolutely drenched, and the juice covered her middle finger. She felt her clit and rubbed it softly in tiny circles, just enough to make her shiver.
Lucy whined quietly and blushed. Even on normal nights, touching herself like this was embarrassing, something shameful that proper girls were not supposed to do. Knowing she was doing it with a boy in the next room—a boy who was touching himself at the same time and moaning her name—made Lucy squirm. The feeling of shame, of being a naughty girl, intensified her arousal. She licked her dry mouth and tasted a light layer of sweat on her upper lip.
Just as she was about to plunge her finger inside, she heard the bathroom door creak open. She froze in shame, held very still, and gulped hard in horror.
It was him! He was done with the shower. She heard his feet shuffle, then pause near the doorway between the bathroom and the main room. She had turned the lights off without thinking that he would need to see how to get to his little mattress on the floor.
"Lucy," he whispered into the darkness. Instead of the trembling whispers or meek squawks, his voice sounded deep, sultry, a little husky. Natsu Dragneel had spoken with that sort of serious tone before, and hearing her name called like that always gave Lucy a shiver. She had more than once thought that she wanted a man to say her name like that.
Now here he was!
She heard his feet step in slowly, and Lucy closed her eyes tightly like a child playing hide-and-seek. If I close my eyes, he can't see me, she thought teasingly, knowing it never worked that way. She heard fabric and realized he was dressing for bed.
'He's dressing! Here! In the main room! He's naked, right now.'
The temptation to turn around and watch him was overwhelming. Her hand was still between her thighs, her finger poised between the soft lower lips, but now she dared not move even to pull it away. She just hoped he went to bed soon.
Instead, she heard his feet walk over to the side of the bed, bumping the table a little as he moved in the dark. Was he coming to seduce her? Was his passion not worked off in the bathroom? Had she made a noise and he heard it? Did he want to assist her, touch her, help her to work off this insatiable lust that had too suddenly taken over her ability to reason? Or was he simply there to watch her sleep? Had he been watching her the past two nights?
Just how perverted was Natsu Dragion?
Really, she hardly knew him, yet she let him right into her house. She knew what Cana said about "it's always the quiet boys." Just what sort of man was Fireball?
Or did she actually hope he would do something? If he did, would she stop him?
She honestly was not sure.
"You must have been exhausted," he sighed softly, speaking in a low, deep whisper. "Walking all over town just for me … I was hoping I could thank you."
'Thank me? Thank me how? By offering to do that? No, he can't mean it that way!'
She felt hot air on her ear. If she had truly been asleep, that would have woken her in a jolt, and she just might have thrown Edo-Natsu through the window before knowing it was him.
"I wish my Lucy was like you, Princess," he sighed, and he kissed her head. "Thank you for being so nice to me. Sweet dreams."
With that, he turned and walked away. She heard the shikibuton rustle as he crawled down into it. There was a deep, heavy sigh, then no other sounds. She opened her eyes and stared out the window. Her heart thudded in her chest, and she knew her cheeks must have turned a bright scarlet.
'What the hell did he mean by that?'
End of Chapter 5
A/N: Iagan is a Scottish name meaning "tiny flame." I have no clue if Porlyusica is Igneel's aunt. She claims she has never seen him or Metalicana, but I like to think they're all related.
In other news ... Kawaii Kitty returns! Some readers have noted that I use that fictitious Fiore clothing brand a lot in my stories. In my mind, it's like Hiro Mashima's Heart Kreuz, but more girlie. It started in Lion's Pride, got used in Kitty Licks, and has popped up here and there in my fics. I've seen other fanfic writers refer to it too, which makes me giggle, like I've started a trend. Long live Kawaii Kitty!
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