Hey! So, this is my second story I'm going to publish since I'v come back, however, I'm hoping to turn this into a multi-chapter fic! Wish me luck in writing the next chapter haha...
Disclaimer: Again, where exactly have I said I owned Fairy Tail or it's characters?
Colors. I remember seeing them once, a long time ago. A blurred persona of boldness yet bleak; loud yet quiet; strong yet so very weak, blending together like a symphony. Somehow creating something shrouded in darkness like mystery, yet oddly beautifully bright and clear like diamonds in the night. With so many feelings and thoughts carried through one stroke…I wonder what a full painted canvas would be?
Lucy didn't know. The colors had faded away, their life and message lost before it was the little one's time. Her world turning gray, colorless, emotionless… empty and void of all feeling. Both in her soul and in the world around her.
Her paintings were vivid, conveying strong messages that screamed in anguish, crying out for aid. The color swirling through itself, blending into a beautiful but seemingly incomplete masterpiece. He stood there studying her work, notorious for her ability to create such a complex piece missing something so obvious yet so far out of reach.
Natsu came to this place every day. Where young artist like Lucy could come and be with their own, giving each other constructive criticism and helping each other up, hoping for a spot in some big museum. However, she was the most famous, her paintings known to everyone here in this small town.
He wasn't one of them though, no, Natsu came only for her. However, never actually meeting the artist some questioned how he knew it was a girl, and how he understood her so.
"It's all in her paintings, don't you see it?" The pinkette always said. But nothing ever changed, repeating over and over again. It had become part of his daily routine, he would come here every day to study her work, and new pieces if there were any.
Just the same, people would still ask him about her everyday. And Natsu always felt that small tug of sadness on his heart everyday when they do, and he realizes that he still hasn't met her in person. Today was much different though, having arrived late for some reason. It was certainly odd for him, yet Fate must have been smiling in his direction.
Natsu did his normal routine, checking each painting for new additions or blemishes. His legs moved on their own now, having memorized the way to the art studio in the back. He would open the door, look inside, and taste the dissatisfaction of not seeing her in 'her' corner, where the faces of her unfinished pieces stared at him. However today he was greeted by a new face.
Lucy's chocolate eyes shot up like bullets to the door that was opened, Time seemed to be Fate's friend today. His emerald eyes dragged slowly around the room, seemingly looking for someone until they finally locked with her own. A smile spread across her soft, heart shaped face. So, this pink haired boy was looking for her then?
He returned the smile, nodded then left without another word. How strange it was- for him to do that, why would he do that? Was he really looking for her? Lucy's thoughts raced faster than any car ever had, her curiosity for this mysterious man overwhelming her thoughts.
She suddenly yet also desperately wanted to know everything about him, more specifically, everything he was thinking, what he was like as a person? However at the moment she was still in quite a predicament, still not knowing what his name is, number, age… any of that really. Her thoughts continued on without consent, playing with the idea of following him home, yet she knew someone like herself wasn't capable of that. So, in the end, she decided on coming again tomorrow, because somehow she knew deep in her heart that he would be there tomorrow, waiting for her, or she would him.
Yes. Fate must have been smiling at these two today, and Time, that bastard, must have been in on the joke. Who really knows though? I'm just a narrator. The bridge between story and reader, I bring you these stories of characters that do not exist. Just for your pure enjoyment.
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