Author's Note: Hi! Welcome to my first FairyTail story. After seeing a majority of the GMG Arc I thought about something interesting. What if one of the theories about Natsu and Zeref were true? And what if someone turned up from Natsu's past that was more than what she seemed? How would that one person change the GMG and FairyTail? So, I decided what the hell, I'll write a story about this and see what people think as a breather from writing novels, family issues, and university life.

I began watching FairyTail 3 weeks after my spring semester began and I'm hooked! It's one of the best anime I have ever seen! So here's my story and I hope you guys enjoy this little twist on the end of the Infinity Clock Arc and the beginning of the GMG Arc.

{Disclaimer: Under no certain terms do I own, possess, or have copyright of FairyTail, its characters, or franchise – that all goes to the wonderful Hiro Mashima.}

{Claimer: The character Saya Dragnoir belongs to me, as does her abilities (though set for this story) and the village in which she comes from.}

Now, let the story begin…..

Chapter 1: A Paradox

The town of Magnolia had gone surprisingly quiet in the late night. It was raining, pouring actually, and a certain pink haired Dragon Slayer was walking through the rain with a rather discontent look on his face. It wasn't from the rain that had officially drenched him through, but from the series of recent events that had taken place. After all, how many people could say that they're actually seven years older than they looked? Not many that he could consider. Except maybe the inter-guild dubbed Tenrou Team of which he and several close friends were a part of.

Natsu Dragneel's mind wandered to those few moments prior to Acnologia's attack. Master Markarov's choice to sacrifice himself for their sakes, their determination to fight back against the Dragon of the Apocalypse – how they had ultimately failed and Lucy….he didn't even want to remember the sharp sting he felt when he saw her on the ground crying, fully believing this was the end for them. Thankfully Mavis had stepped in at the right time. But even he could barely believe it had been seven years since the S-Class trials.

"This is so messed up! What were we thinking? We should have…." Natsu paused, head down, bangs hiding his eyes.

He hated admitting weakness, but even he knew that when it came to Acnologia three Dragon Slayers were nothing but flies. Igneel, Gradine, and Metalicana had trained himself, Gajeel, and Wendy to use Dragon Slayer magic but when it came to fighting an actual flesh and blood dragon they were defenseless. He hated it. Natsu sighed as he looked up at the sky and shook out his hair feeling himself sink into a depression like he had when he full-heartedly believed Lisanna was dead. He reminded himself that they were alive, they had survived Acnologia of all things and were still well off despite the Infinity Clock situation that had just past.

"Well…no sense in dwelling. I should probably…." He paused when he heard the patting of bare feet across wet stone.

Natsu turned in time to see someone fall in the alleyway. Their body slumped as if dead making him wonder what had happened. Natsu frowned knowing he couldn't sniff out the person due to the rainfall – nonetheless he walked steadily towards the alley way making a small flame in his palm to light the way. It was as he stopped that his eyes fell upon the person lying limply on the ground. Firstly, he noted it was a female, she had long straight black hair with bangs that fell into her eyes, the ends of her hair was decorated in chrome, burnt gold and burnt copper, her bangs ends were the same. Natsu noticed the tattered beige cloak she was wrapped in, barefoot with scrapes and cuts running along her slender legs. He cringed at the idea of what had happened to her.

"Hey! Are you alright?" he moved down to her and blearily dull burnt chrome eyes looked up at him.

"P-Please….h-help…me….Tempiria…" Natsu reached out gently and felt of her forehead. Though cold and damp from the rain he could tell she was burning up with a fever.

"Hold on I'll get you help."

Without further thought he removed the flame from his hand and gently picked the girl up in his arms before letting her head loll to his shoulder. As he glanced at her he felt as if he'd seen her before, but shook it from his mind as he made a mad dash towards the Guild Hall.

AT FAIRYTAIL….

Lucy and the others were watching several of the boys engage in yet another brawl. Most that weren't turning the Guild Hall upside down were taking notice of a certain missing pink haired flame wizard. Gray had somehow stayed out of the fight and was watching Elfman throw two other wizards around as if they were ragdolls.

"Why aren't you joining in?" asked Erza.

"Because I'm wondering why there's a blue cat and no pink haired flame brain." Erza looked to Happy, his ears back and his eyes sad as he munched on his fish.

"Natsu said that he needed to be alone for a bit because he wasn't feeling well so I came ahead of him but…when I left he wouldn't even look at me," the blue exceed said.

"Maybe it's the weather? I feel a bit off too." All eyes turned to Wendy while Gajeel looked around the room, mayhem still ensuing.

"Nu-uh…Natsu looked different…like he did when we thought Lisanna died."

"Well, Happy…did you maybe consider that he's feeling a bit shaken up since all this stuff has been happening? I mean we get off Tenrou Island to learn it's been seven years since then…and now we just got out of the Infinity Clock situation…it's enough to make us all a little tense," said Carla.

"No, this is Natsu we're talking about he's not the kind too…"

The doors burst open and everyone froze eyes turning to Natsu who was heaving in heavy breaths, his hair matted to his forehead, clothes soaked, and in his arms was a girl. Wounded and shaking.

"Natsu…what happened what's…" Erza had stood to come to him but he sped past her as if she wasn't there.

"I found her in an alleyway – she's been attacked," he said this and Markarov looked to Mirajane and Wendy.

"Girls get the infirmary ready we'll need help – Jet?" the man looked up.

"Yea?" the small master of FairyTail stood up.

"Go get Porlyusica and tell her someone's been injured. Natsu bring her up to the infirmary now," he said as Jet took off and Natsu ran after Mirajane and Wendy.

"Master…that girl…she looked like someone…" the man shook his head.

"Don't say it…Natsu can hear you and I don't want him looking for her attacker," he said as he walked away.

It was upstairs that Gray, Erza, Lucy, and Gajeel had walked into the infirmary to see Wendy using her healing abilities and Natsu trying to use small influxes of his fire to get the girl's chilled skin warmed. Mirajane had set to cleaning the wounds on her legs and was working her way up as she glanced to the two Dragon Slayers. All of them were shaken by the girl's complexion and her trembling body. The thing that stunned them the most was seeing Natsu use his power to help keep the girl alive – something they didn't know he could even manage.

"Natsu…" blackish-green eyes glanced to Lucy as she walked forward to the girl who flinched at the approach of another person.

"She's been beaten up badly…I asked Natsu to help get her body warmer because she was so cold to the touch despite her fever. So far he seems to be doing well and the girl…well I hope she'll pull through this," said Wendy as she finished using her magic and Natsu focused his flame to stay as a small warm glow around the girl's pale skin.

"Has she said anything?" Natsu gulped around the odd lump in his throat.

"She asked for someone named Tempiria to help her, but I don't know who that is," he muttered. Erza looked at him oddly.

"Natsu, do you know her?" the red haired re-quip wizard looked at him with a calm sternness that he was used to by this point in his life.

"She's familiar…I might know who she is but I'm not certain," he stated this calmly which once more set some of them on high alert.

"Your far to calm about this." Dark green looked to deep grayish-blue and narrowed.

"Believe it or not I'm capable of being calm and rational Gray!" the acidic bite in his words made the Ice Make wizard jolt.

"Just…I don't get why you're so lax right now…" Natsu turned his attention back to the girl.

"I'm just concerned about her – she's weak because of the fever, and her skin is still too cold…if Porlyusica gets here she might be able to save her…"

Erza watched the Fire Dragon Slayer as if she had never seen him as clear as she was now. She knew he was loyal, honest, kind hearted, a little goofy, strong willed, determined, and most of all she had seen how truly protective and gentle he could be. Natsu wasn't the destructive, numbskull everyone thought he was and she could admit that he did a very good job of convincing people that he was as rough and tumble as he could be – but she knew from those days as kids when she helped him learn to read and write that Natsu was quite a sharp witted and intelligent person even though he tried to hide it.

"Ever a hidden tactician aren't you…" she thought as she came to stand beside Lucy who was watching the Dragon slayer.

Lucy flinched at her side as her mind wandered to what she could do to help Natsu. The blonde Celestial Spirit wizard had noted it a bit more prior to the Tenrou Island incident, that Natsu was different from what she first suspected. His happy-go-lucky attitude was always a blessing in disguise, but that moment when she had him come to her as she cried on the ground in the face of Acnologia's attack and took her hand she had felt something change about her feelings for him. Right now though, the only thing she wanted to do was give him some comforting reassurance.

"Natsu, it'll be okay – you found her and got her here as fast as possible…surely she'll.." he shook his head.

"I know your trying to console me Lucy, and I appreciate it but I don't think giving me a pep-talk about this is going to help right now."

Lucy looked down as Porlyusica came into the room shooing all but Natsu and Wendy away. The group stood in the hallway with Markarov, Levy, and Jet as Gajeel and Lily stood in a similar position waiting for someone to say something to them. Lucy glanced at the door every few minutes hoping to find some kind of answer – however, that changed as they suddenly heard an ear splitting scream come from the room. The group had busted in to find Natsu struggling to hold the girl down as she thrashed about while Porlyusica tended to a deep cut on her stomach.

Her long black hair streaked with burnt chromes, golds, and coppers flew around wildly and her eyes, chrome with what looked like a pink tint to them were wide and full of tears. Wendy was staring wide eyed as Natsu and the healer worked to help the thrashing girl.

"Come now child stop fighting us we're trying to help you!" she said sharply as Natsu tightened his hold on the girl.

"Please we can't treat the wound if you keep fighting us." The girl visibly stiffened and Porlyusica used it to stitch up the wound and apply the salve to it so it wouldn't scar.

"There it's not so bad is it…ah…" the girl had turned in Natsu's grasp curling against him and crying as she gripped his shirt tightly.

"Is she going to be okay?" asked Wendy.

"She'll need rest…Natsu?" the boy looked up at the healer.

"What?" she held out a red bottle.

"Give her this so she can sleep, and this will also help her heal quicker. She seems to trust you so I'll leave this up to you alright?" she stated sternly to the boy.

"I understand."

The girl glanced at him and then at the others as he took the bottle from Porlyusica and moved it in front of the girl who weakly reached out for it as he aided in helping her drink down a bit of it. It was within the time it took for him to cap the bottle and settle it beside her that the girl had fallen asleep.

"She seems to trust you," said Markarov.

"I don't know why." The others watched the girl as Natsu laid her down in the bed and covered her up with the sheets.

"Maybe because you got her help? Or you remind her of someone she knows," said Carla as she looked the sleeping girl over.

"She looks familiar….but…I can't place it…" Porlyusica sighed.

"No sense in fretting over it tonight. All of you need rest – and Natsu you need to change out of those wet clothes, get cleaned up and rest – you look like death warmed over," she chided as her dull pink eyes looked him over.

"Okay…" with that he walked away planning on doing as the healer had said – he felt the chill in his bones despite the ability he had warming him already.

It was as he left to get cleaned up that the others looked at the healer who was watching the girl closely. Rarely did Porlyusica become such a mother hen about the children in FairyTail, but at current she was giving off an expression of being highly perplexed. She shook her head and looked to the others who were watching between her and the girl. Porlyusica cleared her throat and turned to them. It wasn't really a questioning of whether or not her theory was correct, but more of whether or not Natsu would actually own up to what she was about to say. Rarely was she wrong when she made these assumptions, but they were just that – assumptions until of course someone proved her right or wrong.

"She knows Natsu – even if he doesn't remember her….the way she acts around him would give me the idea that she's familiar with him," she stated.

"I thought so…perhaps she's changed a bit over time and he can't recognize her because of that." The woman sighed.

"She'll have to explain when she's lucid enough – for now let her rest, and don't pester Natsu on this I don't honestly think he realizes that they know each other," she stated.

"Will you come to check on her soon?" the healer nodded.

"On my honor as a healer I won't let her die. And once she's better we'll get some answers I think," Porlyusica stated as she started out the door.

It was down the hallway and through a door, down a staircase that Natsu was resting his forehead against the cool tile of the shower he was in. despite his best efforts he couldn't get the fact that the girl's face, and her voice were familiar. But why? He kept thinking and as he felt the scalding hot water slide down the side of his throat realization came to him as he half-mindedly reached for the scar there. Dark blackish-green eyes widening as he felt a thrill of joy go through him followed shortly by shock and fear. He took in a deep breath as he tried to figure out what was happening and what would take place next.

Several minutes later Natsu was using a towel to dry his messy hair. After he was finished he threw the towel in a hamper and grabbed his scarf before walking out only to be met with the others in the hallway. He sighed knowing that if they were anything like they normally were they wouldn't do as Porlyusica said and leave the topic be. They eyed his attire consisting of black loose fitting pants, and a deep gray loose fitting long-sleeved shirt while he was currently barefoot. It didn't really surprise him – they hadn't seen him wear much else from his typical attire, but at current he could feel their eyes pressing down on the scar on his neck.

Natsu had barely realized that none of them had ever seen it except perhaps in a secondary glance when they were fighting. At those moments he summarized to himself they would have paid it little attention. He felt Erza walked forward, in a blouse and blue skirt – her armor-less attire surprising him momentarily. He looked at her as she came forward within just a few steps and looked him over before her eyes settled on the scar.

"I didn't know you had a scar there," she mentioned. The others had come closer and he sighed glancing to the side. Which unfortunately tilted his head and stretched the skin where the scar was – making it all the more visible.

"It was a long time ago so I didn't feel the need to go into details." Erza frowned.

"I guess it's a bit of a personal explanation?" asked Wendy.

Natsu sighed as he started to walk down the hall and they followed obviously trying to build up to something other than what they were talking about currently. He didn't need to think about what they were wanting to know – at the moment he himself wasn't one hundred percent sure he understood it either. As they entered the now empty main room of the Guild Hall Natsu sat down at a table and used his scarf as a pillow to rest his head on. His bangs hanging in his eyes.

"Kind of…happened before Igneel found me," he mumbled.

"When?" deep green looked at brown. Lucy was asking and he felt a need to answer her but he simply couldn't. There were some things that were better off left unsaid.

"I don't really remember it but…ahh Erza! What the hell!" the red haired Queen of the Fairies had come to his side and gently ran a finger along the scar and frowned.

"That's deep enough to hit a jugular vein – how did that not kill you?" Natsu felt himself freeze against his will. His body did this on autopilot his entire being letting out a small tremor.

"I don't remember…and please don't touch it! The nerves are still very much alive there…" she glanced at him.

"Sensitive?" he turned red and buried his face in the scarf.

"You could say that…" Happy giggled.

"Awe! Natsu's blushing!" dark green shot a withering glare at the cat.

"Shut up stupid cat…" Happy grinned as Carla and Lily looked at each other. Both a bit humored by Natsu's snappy comeback and his apparent talent for dodging the situation.

"That girl…you know her right?" asked Gray. The pink haired fire wizard glowered.

"Didn't Porlyusica tell you to leave me be on the subject?" Gray went a little wide eyed.

"You heard that?" Natsu rolled his eyes.

"Duh…Dragon Slayers have hyper senses – I can hear, see, and of course smell more than you can…but it also joins with taste and touch as well." Wendy cringed.

"What's with the face Wendy?" asked Carla.

"Well, I'm still young so my abilities aren't that developed but…my senses are strong in hearing and scent the others are still lacking." Natsu nodded a bit numbly.

"Happens when the abilities we have mature…like motion sickness…" he turned a bit pale at the mention of it.

"Wait that's what happens to all dragon slayers?" asked Gajeel.

"Don't be surprised if you start feeling like you've been kicked in the gut when you're on transportation….it's a real bitch…" Carla shook her head.

"Your language is rather crude – you're setting a bad example for Wendy," she said in a scolding manner.

"Sorry to say it but Igneel and other dragons don't have a specific preference when it comes to language….ah…I take that back…Igneel was a bit more refined than some of the others…." Gray rose an eyebrow.

"Others? You…wait you saying you've met others?" Natsu shrugged.

"Yea now that I think about it I met quite a few of them a bit back…just before they vanished…I met this one Dragon named Idrisica…she was a snow dragon…very pretty and she could sing…I didn't talk to her much, but she was something to see…way different from Acnologia…that dragon…there's something off about it." Gajeel nodded.

"I noticed too…he smelt different from Metalicana and I bet Igneel was different too," he said. Natsu nodded and Wendy frowned.

"I thought it was just me but Natsu, Gajeel your saying that it scent was off to…so…" Natsu glanced at the others.

"Whether or not we're wrong is going to depend on if we see that dragon again…it…smelled like a human."

"A human? But Natsu that wasn't…" Natsu nodded.

"I know that it was a dragon Lucy – that's not what I mean…the dragon had the scent of a human being…like to dragons we'll smell like a dragon in our own right…" Gajeel shrugged.

"Mix between human and dragon scents – kind of a brick and hickory scent…brimstone and hickory if you count pyro here," he said tilting his head towards Natsu who frowned.

"I don't want to hear it scrap heap!" Gajeel looked at the pink haired boy.

"You wanna start something?" he asked. Blackish-green flashed a reptilian vibrant green.

"Give me a reason please I'm begging you."

Erza looked between them with faint surprise. Gajeel's eyes were staying very much the same reddish hue they had, but Natsu's normally dark jade eyes were turning emerald – a very vibrant shade of it too. She looked him over sensing a tension inside him that she hadn't felt before except when they were against the Oracion Seis, and of course Grimior Heart. It was just on the surface, enough to make her sweat in faint discomfort – the sensation of something inhuman just present enough to tell. She looked at the others who seemed to get that the fire wizard was not in the mood to be messed with and she sighed.

"No fighting, it's late and Porlyusica will kill you if you fight with her patient here – and besides Natsu you look pale I think you need to rest," she said. The boy looked away from Gajeel.

"Yea…I guess I'll stay here tonight – all I'll do is get wet again if I go out there." He looked at the raging storm.

"Guess Juvia is near here and in a bad mood," said Gray.

"I would say so…well, I guess we're all bunking here tonight."

They had walked to the spare rooms before heading to bed. Gray, Gajeel, Happy, and Lily were getting to bed as were the three girls while they tried to ease some tension out of their bodies. Gajeel and Gray had gone to the showers and while they were gone Natsu had gotten into a bed next to a window before lying down under the covers. Happy had gone over to Lily and Carla to talk for a bit and eat another fish while they waited for Gray and Gajeel to return. Once they did the three exceeds stopped speaking and the two wizards looked to the pink haired fire breather who was already fast asleep.

Happy bade them goodnight and curled up at the end of the bed before Carla left to go to Wendy. Once she was gone Lily grabbed a spot next to the fireplace on the rug and the two others were left sitting in chairs trying to enjoy the silence. Gray glanced back to his childhood rival and friend in slight worry. Natsu was acting off on a whole new level that somewhat scared him. He knew Natsu was much smarter than he let on, but his attitude was different – a bit darker and harsher than normal and it did nothing but worry him. He had meant what he'd said during the Lullaby incident. He said to Natsu – Don't die on me. And it wasn't said in a rival's means, but that of a friend. He sighed and Gajeel rolled his eyes.

"You that worried about Salamander? He's tough as nails don't get so worked up," the Iron Dragon Slayer stated.

"I know that but Gajeel you have no idea how off his personality is right now…even Happy is noticing it." The other nodded.

"So did I but Salamander's what? Fifteen? Sixteen?" Gray paused.

"I actually don't know how old he is now that you mention it – he's never said anything about when he was born…or where he came from…" Gajeel shrugged.

"It's just his way of not over involving himself – I did it a lot in Phantom Lord. I never wanted to get too caught up in the guild affairs, and then I joined FairyTail…I had no choice but to become one of the crazy ones that jumped into the mid-afternoon brawls. But I gotta admit…that kid right there is someone who keeps surprising me," he said.

"How so?" Gray glanced back at the other, pink bangs hanging in his eyes still as he slept on.

"Think about all the insane things he pulls off! I don't think I've ever met someone with that much power inside them – let alone his will and courage are insane – he's a real deal monster when he wants to be," he said bluntly.

"A monster…."

He thought back to the inhuman and yet very human-like animalistic roar they'd heard during the Nirvana incident – without question he knew it was Natsu who'd done it, but the sense it gave him was nothing short of a small spill of terror.

"Yea I can see that…even I admitted it when I was a little kid…that he's…just….off…in the oddest of ways," he said thinking.

"Don't give it to much thought – just worry about who this girl is and if we can help her." Gray nodded and soon they were all heading to bed for the night.

Little did they know what tomorrow morning would have in store for them or what it would bring. It wasn't something that anyone expected. After all how many people would notice the something as strange as a certain pink haired Fire Dragon Slayer in the Guild's main room in the morning? It was average so why worry? There would be reasons.

Morning had been something that came a little too soon for some. In the early hours the group that had stayed over had come down stairs, bathed, dressed and ready for the day while Mirajane and Lisanna worked behind the bar and Elfman scarfed down a mountain of eggs and meat. They had entered the guild's main room to see Lisanna moving towards Natsu who was slumped over on the table before him – a change of clothes in place, most of it normal minus the t-shirt. His scarf in place but his bangs still lying in his eyes as he laid there looking a bit ill.

Lisanna had come over to him asking something had he merely shook his head in a dull manner while the others gathered at the table with him. Pale blue eyes looked to Lucy who got the message and moved to sit next to Natsu. She placed a hand on his head, threading her fingers through the surprisingly soft messy pink locks. It was as she brushed his bangs out of his eyes that she noticed something rather strange. She frowned her eyebrows and then proceeded to feel of his forehead again and then slip her head under his scarf to feel of his pulse she looked at him and felt realization hit her.

"You're running a fever," she said.

"I'm always running a fever Lucy…" she frowned.

"I know how warm you are normally I've been close enough to you enough times to know that you have a higher temperature than the rest of us but it's hotter than normal," Lucy said.

"Natsu, let me check." Lucy let Wendy come to him and the girl looked at him as she felt of his forehead.

"I'll be fine – I get occasional fever spikes – no reason to panic," he mumbled.

"No, Lucy's right your warmer than normal…way to warm." The dragon slayer looked at her with a frown.

"I'll be okay! Just leave me alone about it okay?" Gray frowned.

"Uhuh, the one time we did that when we were kids you were in the infirmary for a week. Better have Porlyusica check you when she gets here," he stated.

"Fine! Just drop it okay I don't feel like being badgered…"

They left it be until Porlyusica arrived and then proceeded to force him into the infirmary where the pink eyed, stern faced healer was frowning as he was forced to sit on the bed beside the sleeping girl. Porlyusica sighed and shooed the others away as she made Natsu remove his scarf and she began checking his pulse and temperature. The woman frowned as she looked him over, his eyes were a bit on the bright side – not in the normal sense, and his skin seemed a bit pale despite him normally having a faint tan. She shook her head as she looked at the others and then back to the Dragon Slayer.

"What's your normal temperature?" she asked. The others seemed a bit perplexed.

"About…what was it after my magic matured it was a hundred and three normally." The others seemed surprised.

"I thought so, you're running a ten point fever – for a fire wizard that means you're have a high fever. Romeo and Macao both only run a temperature of a hundred and two but you're a Dragon Slayer so it'll be different for you," she stated.

"So how high is it?" the woman looked to Lucy.

"Did you not hear me girl? A ten point fever is a hundred and ten to a hundred and fifteen! Your sick Natsu, and I want you to rest – I'll give you something to bring it down and get some of your health back, but you'll need to take it easy for a week or so…honestly, how did your fever get so high this fast?" the boy shrugged.

"Did it once before remember?" she nodded.

"How could I forget? You were out for a week. However this…" the boy swayed a bit.

"Are you okay Natsu?" Erza caught his shoulders, feeling the prickle of his heated skin on her fingers.

"Yea just a little dizzy…" the healer nodded.

"I figured you would be. Lay down and I'll give you something to bring the fever down. The rest of you go and let him be for now," she ordered.

The group left and Porlyusica looked to Natsu who was lying back against one of the pillows and ever so faintly trembling. She noticed that and sighed before mixing in something for pain. She gave the potion to him and let him drink it before slowly watching him fall asleep. As he finally dozed off she sighed and a small smile came to her face. This was going to be a fine mess when things started coming out of the closet or wherever else they were being hidden. She ran her hand through messy pink hair and sighed knowing that there was little she could do for that part of the troubles they were soon to face, but she prayed that it wouldn't be like she thought.

"I may hate people, but these children are always getting to me...Natsu included – I used to think he was such a lively child, and seeing him grow up I'm starting to get an idea of what he's really like and what's going to happen to him and those around him. Best of luck FairyTail…this may be your hardest mission yet."

{Chapter 1: A Paradox – END}

Author's Note: Okay, so how was it? I know its odd seeing Natsu acting this way but it is present a lot in the anime and manga if you look for it. He does have these tendencies, I'm just bringing them to the forefront. I know some of them are a little OOC but don't worry, its intentional – happens when you throw an OC into a Canon set of character's world.

Anyway, review for me so I know what you guys think – I'll try to update as much as possible. The Harry Potter Story needs some help from the readers so please give me some ideas after reading it and let me know if you have any ideas for this story too I'm always open to them.

Arigatou Nakama!