Hello all! My apologies for the late update! It's a short chapter, but its better than nothing (she thinks...?)

Side complaining note: High school is too dramatic, and god it sucks...

Thanks for the patience though!

It is I who walks the skies,

Skywalker

Lucy:

The room smelt like burnt toast, which seemed to be quite a feat for the first day of school considering that most of the desks still had a thin layer of dust on them. The dust had begun to become displaced slowly due to the scattered classmates beginning to plop down their binders, notes, cell phones and books around the different three person lab benches. Lucy felt her heart rate increase as she looked around and found all of the benches full of a variety of one, two and three people combinations. In other words- there were no empty lab benches. A bead of sweat appeared on Lucys forehead and her steps faltered to a halt as she gazed nervously around the room, looking and hoping for a familiar face… Any familiar face! Her eyes were drawn quickly to a bright flash of pink and a booming laugh that rejuvenated throughout the room alone in the middle of a bench. There! Her eyes widened at the sight of the same guy from earlier, the one with the infectious smile and… She shuddered gently… The same flash of burning heat.

Yup! She thought with a mix of nervous excitement, This is definitely the same guy...

"Natsuuu!" came a loud cry from behind her, and she felt a rough knock on her shoulder before she was sent tumbling to the ground, her books and pens sent scattering all around her.

Oh my god… Lucy thought, her face rising in flames as she could feel all of the stares around her. How could this happen on the first day of school?!

"Oh my goodness!" came a soft gentle, icy, voice from above her. Lucy turned her flushed face up to the voice and was struck frozen. "I'm terribly sorry!"

This girl above her was beautiful. With short white hair and brilliant blue eyes gazed down at her. But something was off. Her words, though gentle, were told in an icy tone, and her poise was held strong, with no move made to assist Lucy up, or retrieve her stuff.

Lucy let out a gentle sigh and closed her eyes. She knew these types of girls. She was most familiar with how they worked, and had dealt with more than a few in the past. So with a plastered on smile, she opened her eyes and mouth to respond.

"It's no-" And stopped. The girl was gone. And sitting up quickly Lucy could easily identify her snuggled up next to the guy with the pink hair, laughing and cooing against his arm.

Lucy's eyebrows raised lowered and twitched as she tried to contain her anger.

God! What an absolute BITCH! She thought, quickly brushing herself off and beginning to gather her stuff in her arms, when a sudden warm brush stalled her in her tracks. Her eyes snapped up before widening in amazement at the sight of the pink haired man gently offering her her pencil with his signature wide smile.

Lucy found herself captivated by his perfectly handsome face, and found a blush rising in her cheeks at his black carefree eyes. He was so beautiful, and the light shining in his eyes brought a smile to her own face.

My god.. She thought, gazing at him with a smile, how can this man make me smile without even a word?

Throughout all of the heat coursing throughout her body, she felt a small twinge of icy cold run down her spine and her gaze was snapped towards the same silver haired girl as earlier, with almost the same icy gaze.

Originally, however, her gaze had been filled with a pretend warmth, but now… There was no mistaking the pure contempt swarming in her gaze as she gazed right into Lucy's eyes.

Lucy's eyes narrowed in consideration at the obvious challenge set by this girl.

A part of her wanted to narrow her eyes right back and stare in challenge. Maybe 'accidentally' brushing against the obvious reason for her icy glare: the pink haired man. But… How would that make her better than this girl? It wouldn't.

Lucy shook her head decision made, and lowered her gaze back to the floor, scooting back farther away, any happiness she felt now gone. This girl (this BITCH the evil inside her aptly named the silver haired girl), had staked her claim, and Lucy wasn't in any rush to get back to more drama. She and her sisters had had enough of that.

"Ne…" Lucy turned at the sound and nearly smacked her face into Natsu.

"EH?" She questioned loudly, her eyebrows pulling up and her mouth falling open in surprise. His face was now about two inches away from hers, his brows drawn in and his complexion a face of puzzlement. She tried leaning away from him, but his face only followed hers, maintaining the same rather inappropriate distance.

Yet.. Despite her extreme confusion, Lucy found her heart beating faster and a blush rising unbidden to her cheeks.

"What's your name?" Natsu asked, tilting his head to look at her from the other angel. "I've never seen you here before..."

Lucy felt a bead of sweat form on her head, and her face once again morphed, this time into an expression of disbelief. That was what he was staring so closely at her for?

"M-my name is Lucy…" She stammered out, leaning away so far that he was almost over top of her. Not that her dirty mind minded particularly… The imagines leading to rather inappropriate thoughts flooding both her mind and core, and she found herself squeezing her thighs together in a vain attempt to ease the pressure that had seemed to gather there.

She saw his nostrils flare briefly and his eyes close for a short second before he pulled back and grinned again, a little forced though she couldn't tell why. He grabbed her things that he had stacked on the floor in one hand, and offered her the other. Before she could even think, she found herself accepting his hand and letting him assist her up. She smiled at him in thanks and held her hands out for her stuff, but found him already across the room and in his chair next to the bitch and pointing eagerly at the spot next to him, with her stuff already placed there on the desk. With a slight shrug, Lucy decided to ignore the ice stare that could freeze the most molten of fires and the familiar twinge of fear that raced through her at it, and moved towards the warm boy and his warmer smile, trying desperately to ignore the repetitive warmth and twinges of fear in her body.

Natsu:

Fuck she smelled good. It was all he could think as she shyly sat down next to him, seeming to be on edge for some reason he couldn't quite see. He took another quick whiff and had to force his eyes against closing in bliss as the stagnant intoxicating vanilla that caressed his sense, No, he needed to focus. He forced his mind past the beauty and tried to sort out what was up with this girl.

Scent was a wonderful sense. To most humans, it was useful for only hinting at identities of foods or maybe a lack of shower. But with Natsu and the other dragon slayers, not only could they tell what a food was but they could tell exactly what was in it, when it had been cooked, by who and everything there could be to know about the dish in question.

So Natsu took another deep whiff (it was either that or pay attention to the God boring chemistry intro going on). There was the overwhelming scent of vanilla that for some strange reason smelled so deliciously good. Usually women just smelled like stuff! Like Gajeel smelled like the undertone of rusty iron and metal, and the stripper Gray smelling like a fresh mountain stream- the water scent emerging more strongly when he was with Juvia or had just come from being with Juvia. Dear dragons, Natsu had no idea how or why those two did it that much. But smelling Lucy's intoxicating vanilla fragrance, he suddenly could understand Gray and Juvias constant late appearances with disheveled hair and clothes askew (or lacking in Gray's case). Lucy's scent made him not only want to look, or smell but touch and taste. Something that he had never found himself wanted to do. He knew that sometimes women smelled way better when they were in heat, or had the sharper metallic scent of blood when they were in their... erm, demon phase. He didn't know why he always got slapped when he brought it up though.

But Lucy wasn't even in heat, it was just her natural scent that was so pure and untouched that made his poor mind and... other parts, groan in wanting.
But Natsu forced himself to move past that, closing his eyes and searching deep into her scent. The scent of the blood flowing through her veins as her muscles remained tense... A slight rattle as she would occasionally tremble. She was… Afraid? Afraid of what then? He leaned towards her and put his face back closer to hers to get a better scent.

"Lucyyyy…" he rasped out, tilting his face and causing her gorgeous doll like eyes to turn towards him with a brief expression of shock to fill them followed by confusion… Followed by a sharp spice in her scent that caused Natsu's eyes to nearly fall back in pleasure as her heart rate increased and her delicious pussy began to drip at his words.

Nope! Thought Natsu with a shudder, she ain't afraid of me! But she ain't indifferent either…

He shook his head ever slightly, banishing the dark filthy thoughts to the back of his mind, drawing himself away from her, before he did something stupid like see if her lips tasted as good as they looked…

Nope nope nope nope! Something is making her scared. Focus!

"Lucyy!" He repeated drawing it out, nearly losing himself in the deep chocolate eyes, "Why are you sc-"

"Natsuuuuu!" came Lisanna's sugary voice from his other side interrupted his thoughts, "Aren't you excited for us to have every class together this semester?" Natsu turned to see her blinking her large blue eyes at him, and reaching to grab his arm.

"For sure!" He responded, breaking out into his bright grin. Lisanna had been his friend since grade one, and he had known her almost his entire life! She really was so nice to him, always hugging him and buying him food. Not to mention every time he made a new friend that was a girl, she always made sure to talk to them and make them feel part of the group! Even though they all left sooner or later, Lisanna always said it was just because they were being mean to her... Hmm...

"I know!" She grinned her bright teeth, reaching up and grabbing onto his arm, "It's going to be perfect!"

He grinned wider back at her, his mind still focused on Lucy next to him, and her rather sombre (yet still delicious scent).

"What classes do you got Lucy?" He turned to ask her, feeling even more confused when she seemed to shrink away from his question, a bead of sweat forming on her head as she stammered out her answer.

"Uh... Erm... I have, well, this class, then English honours, then Math, then Gym and, uh, I end with Magic and combat..." Lucy stammered out nervously, even stuttered the voice made him grin, so sweet and sugary like the vanilla she smelled of, but with the hint of repressed fire, as hot and fierce as his flames.

He couldn't help but grin as he lined up their schedules in his head.

"Awesome!" He grinned, "We're all gonna be together! Except when you've got English, we've got social, but still!"

He watched as she focused on him and seemed to forget whatever fear she felt, as the most beautiful smile stretched out across her face, and the air seemed to woosh from his lungs, and an inner flame, hotter than any he made with his fist seemed to ignite inside of him. She was so beautiful.

"Ya.." She said brightly. "It'll be awesome!"

Natsu opened his mouth to talk more maybe, honestly just an excuse to fill his lungs with her bright vanilla scent, when the voice of the teacher came up.

"Hello everyone, welcome to Chemistry! In this course, this pivotal course to your future and.."

Natsu stopped listening, instead choosing to watch Lucy as she opened her dull pink notebook (which was the same colour as his hair which made him smile in some weird way) and began attentively writing down whatever the teacher was babbling on about.
Lisanna had been digging her nails into his arm the entire time he had been talking to Lucy and she had pulled him back and was chatting his ear off about some fashion or something, which he was weirdly only half listening to.. His mind had filled with vanilla and blonde hair and he just wanted to smile forever.