1. soulmates au.
“What was it like?”
Lucy leaned forward with keen interest, her chin resting in the palms of her hands. Levy’s cheeks flushed as Lucy assessed every tiny detail in the light of her auburn eyes. She couldn’t possibly hope to ascertain the feeling. Love. What did it feel like? How did it feel to say the name of your fated person on your lips? Lucy squirmed with delight at the thought.
“I-It was, I don’t know, like magic?” Levy twisted a strand of hair around her finger, her eyes flitting this way and that. “One minute a book was falling towards me, the next I was looking into this fierce red eyes. And then the gemstones started to glow. We both stood there in awe for a moment and then the strangest thing seemed to happen. It was like thunder with no sound. Time slowed to a halt. It felt like I’d known him all my life. And then I realised I had. I realised we’d loved before and that we’d love again. His name echoed through my mind, over and over, until finally I just knew.”
Levy toyed with the beautiful sapphire around her neck as she continued on with her story, its light brilliant even in the glow of lights hanging over their heads. Lucy pulled at the silver bracelet on her wrist. The citizens of Earthland were each given their own unique gemstone at birth to guide them to their fated person. She swept her thumb over the topaz stone on her wrist. If only finding that person wasn’t so damn difficult.
“I’m so jealous!” she threw her arms up in despair, “I’ve read all about this ‘love’ before but I’ve never, ever felt it. What if I never find my soulmate?”
“Lot’s of people never find their soulmates,” Levy gestured to the surrounding tables, “Some of the couples here found love with each other despite the fact they’re not ‘destined’ to be together. You’ll find someone, Lu. You deserve happiness.”
The restaurant seemed suddenly alive with couples, young and old. Lucy hadn’t noticed when they’d first set foot inside, but now every table seemed to have a happy couple there.
The sound of a struggle spilled out through the kitchen doorway, strategically placed beside the fire exit. All eyes turned on the young man who raced out, smoke billowing after him. Lucy choked back the stench of something burning as he rushed through the crowded room. She couldn’t help but find him attractive, even with the tips of his pink hair singed by what appeared to be a kitchen fire.
The scarf formerly wrapped around his neck, no doubt the hazard, tumbled to the ground as he threw the double doors leading out of the building open. What little air made it through the doors gave them a slight reprieve from the choking scent of smoke. She paid no mind to the workers that came rushing after him, each giving his own apology for the trouble.
“He must be new here,” she heard Levy say. “I’ve never seen him before… ah, Lu?”
Lucy was out of her seat in an instant. She snatched the scarf up off the ground and quickly trailed after its owner. Her chest felt tight as she bolted after him. She caught sight of him at the end of the street. He turned suddenly, his eyes wide. She saw him slap a hand to his chest, searching for the scarf in her hands. When she finally caught up to him, the street seemed to blur out of existence.
“Y-you dropped this,” she thrust the scarf out towards him. “It’s important to you, isn’t it? That’s why you didn’t take it off in the kitchen. You should be more careful with your…”
She realised he wasn’t looking at the scarf but, in fact, the glowing stone on her wrist. He pulled a chain from beneath his shirt, a chain with a glowing gemstone of his own. A fluttering sensation undulated through her, warm and light, as though she might float into the sky at any moment. He took the scarf from her hands, slow and gentle, his eyes fixed permanently onto hers. At long last she’d found him, the person destined to stay by her side for eternity. Time and space seemed twist on itself, tearing the fabric of everything she’d once known to shreds. His face was pulled into focus.
He caught strands of her hair that lifted with the sudden breeze. The way he looked into her eyes told thousand stories of countless lives long since past. It was just as Levy had told it. They’d known each other all their lives. In every life. For as long as she could remember.
“I finally found you,” she whispered, “Natsu Dragneel.”
“Lucy…” his smile was dazzling. “You’re here.”
“Of course,” she wiped tears from her eyes, “I told you, didn’t I? It’s always more fun when we’re together.”