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Hey guys! Sorry this isn't a Naruto fic or Harry Potter fic, but I wanted to try something different!!

*ahem* Anyways, this story just popped into my head a little while ago, and I couldn't drop it, HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or anyone in Fairy Tail ^^

Prologue

Natsu could see it now; Fairy Tail Guild was just up ahead. They were gonna make it. Lucy wouldn't die, they would make it and she would survive. There was no way she was going to die. He wouldn't let her, not after this. He grit his teeth. Damnit.

Natsu looked down at Lucy in his arms, she was barely breathing, her face was pale and she was shaking. The only blood on her was on her neck where she'd been bitten. Happy was on her stomach exhausted from all the magic he used up. Damnit.

He looked up at the Guild. He could almost here faint voices coming from inside. (If possible) His eyebrows furrowed even deeper.

"Almost…there…hang on," he panted, holding Lucy even tighter. Now the voices were even louder, he could even here Elfman shouting about being 'manly'. With his last ounce of strength in him, he kicked open the door, causing the entire room to go silent. Apart from a few gasp's everyone was silent, gaping at him.

"Save…Lucy," was all he said before collapsing to the floor.

XxX

He woke up in his apartment; his entire body was in pain. He grunted softly as he sat up. He flexed his arm gently before starting to rub the sore spots. What happened?

"Natsu!!!!!" Happy exclaimed happily jumping into his face and hugging him tight.

"Mmphy!" Natsu managed to say causing Happy to let go of his face. How long had he been asleep?

"Ah, I see you're awake now," Erza said carrying a tray with a cup of tea on. Natsu only grunted in reply.

"Hey, don't act like a bastard, it was like hell trying to take care of you," a familiar voice said in the corner of the room. Natsu turned his head and saw Gray smirking in a chair, shirtless of course. He growled and shot him a glare before picking up his tea. He took a sip before remembering something.

"Where's Lucy?"

Erza and Gray adverted their gaze from him at once and onto the floor. Even Happy stopped flying around in joy. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. Why weren't they answering him? He asked again;"Where's Lucy?"

"Natsu-" began Erza.

"No, don't," Gray interrupted. "Let Master deal with him."

Erza nodded, before picking up the tray and walking into the kitchen. Now Natsu frowned. They were hiding something, and he was gonna find out what. He stood up and went for the door, no one was stopping him, and now something was definitely up. He didn't bother closing the door behind, he just ran. Something was wrong, what happened to Lucy? Surely Wendy or someone must've healed her. She should be fine. But then again, was Wendy in the Guild at the time? He couldn't remember, he remembered Makarov being there so he must've called that healer lady. Hadn't he?

There it was, the Guild, only now it was so quiet. For as long as he had known, the Guild had never been so quiet; it was as if someone had died. He banged the door open; a few people looked at him, curious who had made the noise, while the rest just looked down at the table or their drink. Depression was in the air, he could smell tears.

But he didn't care right now, he had to see Makarov. He scanned the room for him; he was probably in his office. Damnit. What was with everyone?!? He skipped the stairs two at a time to get to the office faster. (A/N I forgot where Makarov's office was so I said it was on the second floor^^) He saw Lluvia sitting in a chair with her hands folded in her lap, she was crying. Next to her was Gazille, even he looked depressed.

Now Natsu was in the corridor leading to Makarov's door. He almost leaped to the door; he was finally going to get some answers. He didn't bother knocking; he just flung the door open to be heard.

Makarov was not facing him; he was in fact staring out the window. Someone who wasn't used to Natsu would've turned around immediately, startled, but Makarov had been waiting for him. He turned around slowly, he eyes did not show sadness like the rest, but instead concern. Why he was concerned? And for who? Natsu didn't know. But he was sure to find out.

"Where's Lucy?" he asked, determined to get an answer. "Why won't anyone tell me where she is?"

"Sit down Natsu," Makarov said, sitting down in his own chair. "It pains me to tell you Natsu, but it must be done."

Natsu frowned. What the hell was he going on about?

"Lucy Heartfilia is dead. She died yesterday, just as she was being treated by Porlyusica. She has left this world and will never return. Please believe me; we are all sad about her loss."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Natsu said clenching his fist and glaring at Makarov. Makarov just sighed; he knew this was going to happen. Natsu was too damned stubborn for his own good sometimes.

"Natsu, Lucy is dead, just accept it."

"Lucy isn't dead."

"Natsu-"

"No matter what you say she isn't dead. I would've known if she was dead."

"Natsu, no matter what you say, Lucy is dead. Her funeral is tomorrow at sunset. Please come," Makarov hopped off his chair and went over to the window again, staring out onto the city.

"Deny it all you want Natsu, but you'll have to face reality someday."

With that last sentence Makarov heard the door bang shut. He gave a heavy sigh. He knew this would happen. He hated to lie to his family, but he knew this was for their best. He opened the window; a gentle breeze flew in with the silhouette that landed gracefully next to him.

"Thank you Master," said the figure its bangs covering its eyes.

"I will do what I can to stop them going after you, however, you cannot pretend to be dead forever. Even if Porlyusica keeps the secret-"
"That's why I'm here Master," the figure interrupted. "I was hoping you could train me a bit."

Makarov's eyes widened slightly.

"I'll return tomorrow, after the funeral," the figure said before jumping out the window. "See you then."

XxX

Lucy Heartfilia's funeral was simple, simple but beautiful. The entire Guild, her father and some villagers and friends had come. They were now all standing in front of a gravestone. The gravestone was rather big and had been carved beautifully. The words Lucy Heartfilia were carved in slanted writing along with date's and other meaningless words.

Roses, tulips, daises, petunia's and a whole lot of other flowers lay on top of her grave. Makarov was standing next to her grave with a sad expression as he talked to the people in the crowd. People were crying some were comforting each other and other's just looked down on the ground, not saying a word.

Lluvia was leaning on Gray's shoulder as she cried. Erza did her best to keep a straight face, but was failing by letting a few stray tears fall. Mirajane was crying silently into Elfman's arms while also comforting Wendy. Gazille was scowling, too much of a jerk to cry. Levi was being comforted by Jet and Droy, happy to have someone to hold. Even Fried, Evergreen and Bixlow were there crying slightly. Cana was biting her lip, trying also to hold back tears that just kept falling down.

Leon, Jura and Cherie had come to the funeral as well. Even the boys from Blue Pegasus. Charle and Happy were standing next to each other holding hands and bowing their heads.

Natsu on the other hand, was angry. No wait, not angry pissed. He was glaring at the ground with such intensity, that if looks could kill, he would've made a giant hole going down into the earth's core. He kept clenching and unclenching his hands. He wasn't even listening to Makarov's words anymore. The where just an annoying buzz at the back of his mind. Lucy couldn't be dead. She just couldn't. They couldn't honestly believe that she was dead. He almost expected Virgo to jump out of the grave with Lucy following and shouting surprise. But no matter how long he waited she wouldn't jump out of there. She was going to be under there forever now. He grit his teeth and growled softly. Damnit.

Lucy had been buried with her keys. Makarov had said that he asked them whether they wanted to or not. They all did not want to part with her. Or so he said. When the funeral was over everyone went home, most of them still crying. Only Natsu stayed. He stayed glaring at her grave. Then he suddenly broke down crying. He fell onto his hands and knees, his tears mixing with the dirt making his hands and knees dirty. But he didn't care.

Behind him, hidden by the trees was a figure watching him. Natsu didn't care about this other figure, thinking it was some passerby just watching and continued crying.

Twilight came and Natsu eventually stopped crying and went home. The figure watched him disappear before walking up to the grave. The figure knelt down and brushed the ground where the corpse was before disappearing itself.

Below the ground the 'so called' corpse poofed into dirt.

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