The Runaway

Chapter 13:Unheard Laughter

Homework. It only had one definition to Natsu, Half on my energy wasted on random knowledge. Still, he needed more credits since he always takes missions one after another. So, here he is now, in front of his (not confiscated yet) laptop, trying to finish his assignments that will probably take forever. Happy kept calling Natsu to feed him, but Natsu didn't even notice. Rogue sighed.

"Natsu, where's the cat food?" he asked as he closed his book.

"You're not feeding Happy cat food," Natsu hissed and looked up to him for a moment. "Fish is in the freezer," He answered ."And thanks," he added and Rogue smiled. 

Rogue went to the kitchen (LOL,almost typed chicken) and took out the fresh fish. Though, in the other note, he took one of Natsu's pockies again, like he'd always do. He passed out and went back to his bed, without being noticed by the pinkette. The door opened and Sting arrived, he stopped for a moment when he saw Natsu's pockey in Rogue's hands. He sighed.

"You never learn," he said and Rogue just smiled.

"He's so busy, he didn't even notice," he said.

"Hard part on having an assignment," Sting snickered.

"Jellal threatened him that he'll confiscate his Laptop and phone if he doesn't finish all of his assignment." Rogue explained. "Tonight."

"Harsh." he laughed and dumped his backpack near his bed. "Seems like having the Council President as your cousin sure is tough. Can't imagine my life that way." He jumped on his bed and took out his phone, scrolling through his messenger.

Natsu kept cursing mentally, rushing things out. He adjusted his glasses and finished 3/4 of everything. He groaned one last time and started to search things at his laptops. He messed up his head out of irritation. His head hurt, a lot. He never had this much work before. For some reason, he's much more amaze now on how Jellal handles this. And that guy has his own Guild to take care.

'Stupid research! he cursed. He looked up and noticed that Sting was back and Rogue had one of his pockies...again! All he has to do is to jump on him but his stupid instincts wouldn't let him slack off. He wants his PsP back and he knows that once he leaves his spot, he wouldn't be able to come back. Procrastination is one of the-- rather-- the number one subject Natsu excels.

7:26 p.m. Just a few more stacks and he's finally done. Rogue took over the kitchen and at least made macaroni soup that Natsu taught him. Gray came home with an annoyed Jellal. Gray arrived pass curfew, so he was also annoyed. Natsu couldn't even find the time to laugh at the bastard. Before Jellal left, he gave Natsu one more look, in which the other didn't notice.

"Finally!" he grunted, catching everyone's attention. He flopped onto his bed and sighed, he closed his eyes and tried to ignore the throbbing feeling in his brain.

"Heh, seems like you fried your brain," Gray said. Natsu glared, but it turned into a lazy stare. He turned away and tried to regain his breathing. 'Wow, he really looks worn out,' Gray thought in awe.

"Shut up," He muttered.

"Didn't know you have a brain," Sting snickered, still scrolling through his ClipBook.

"Didn't know you can make a decent sentence," Natsu weakly fired back and turned to his side, his back against the trio.

"What!" Sting shot up and sneered at the other. Natsu weakly groaned and muttered a silent warning. "Why you litt--!"

"Sting, c'mon. Leave it at that," Gray sighed.

"But he--" Sting pointed in accusation.

"You started it..." Gray cut off. Sting huffed and sat back down, puffing his cheeks like the brat he is. Gray can actually can sympathize with Natsu. He too, are sometimes forced to do his homeworks when rushed. His elder sister, Ultear, is a member of the council and Lyon is always far too concern of his predicament.