With every touch, with every burning mark, pain came. Not only physically but mentally, emotionally and she can't take it anymore. Natsu doesn't know the pain he's inflicting on her but he's soon to find out.

Black flames rose up from the bottom of her legs all the way to her arms . Only she can see her marks and until her mate fully mates her will it become visible to him. Your mark describes her mates powers. Where hers was flames , other dragon slayers mates marks were different . She's knew she was his mate, but instead if forcing herself onto him she wanted him to come wanting her. Lucy knew she's going to have to wait for a while considering how dense he was, but she's willing to wait.

The only negative to this, is if he's touching some else romantically she's feels the touch on herself and it isn't pleasant. It's burns. She feels like she's slowly burning and since Lisanna came back she's been feeling those burns more and with each touch it intensifies and shes knows why and it breaks ger heart everytime shes thinks about it.

As Lucy lays in her bed trying but failing to go to sleep, waiting on her dragon slayer. Wondering why lately he's stopped coming over. She would wait and wait . For a no show. Soon she's going to stop waiting and she doesn't want that. As tired as she, she gives up on waiting and just let's sleep take over. Her rest doesn't last long as she's awoken she burning pain on her palms. She's yells but her scream falls on deaf ears and as the pain travels from her palm to her shoulders her yells gets louder. From her Shoulders to her face, to her cheeks then her lips. Her pain gets unbearable. Tears stream down her face and she's screams Natsu's name. "NATSU STOP" "IT HURTS!!". The burning eventually stops, but the feeling on the pain is still there. Sweat, tears and the residue pain still lingers. Exhausted as she is, she just lays there, crying. Wishing for the pain to never come back again, but she's has a feeling this is only the start.

Lucy doesn't know when she fell asleep, but wakes up with the burning sun in her eyes. Her eyes are unwilling to open and her body wants to stay there in bed and as much as she wants to stay she's hs a mission to do today with natsu. Forcefully she's op3ns her eyes and crawls out of bed straight to the shower. Body soar from last night's events, she's hopes she could give her best in today's mission.

After washing up, getting dressed, fixing her hair and getting ready for the days, she walks out the door and speed walks to the guild. Walking through the guild doors expecting to see natsu in his usually fights with gray, she's surprised to see he hasn't come yet. So she walks out in search for natsu. They needs to leave soon for their mission of their going to miss the train.

Walking to his house isn't a work out considering he lived close to the guild but far from the train station. Hoping he's their but as expectations rose high what she's ends up with is an empty house and nothing else. Happy isn't even there. "where have they gone?" is the only question on her mind at the moment.

She looks around the house hoping maybe their in the backyard or but as expected they aint here.

As she walks back to the guild, she's constipated while if she should just take on the mission herself. The mission wasn't hard, just find a measly thief. She's comes to an agreement, if he isn't at the guild she'll leave without him.

Looks like it's a solo mission. As she's tells mira and sees herself off, not without telling mira to tell natsu she left. She has an odd sense of the feeling something gonna happen, but with trust in fate she's heads off to the mission destination.

Hello, names koko I really hope you really like this chapter.

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