Author's Note: Hello everyone!~ I present you an idea that touched my wondrous brain one day! Like everyone else I want you little guys to rate and review plus open constructive criticism is welcomed! I encourage you guys to try to read all the way through this chapter, and I do plan to make this a little series. Throughout the series, I plan to make it almost only Natsu's point of view in third person. Now and then you might get a snip of someone's else or whatever. Also excuse my tendency to curse quite a bit. It's a bad habit of mine and it rubs off on my writing naturally. Sorry if my shitty poor excuse for my motherfucking bad habit isn't bitchy enough for you or if my badass cursing bothers you.

Chapter 1: Summertime Dilemmas

Fire. It really tastes good. There was no way to explain how it tasted; it was just straight out good.

On a wonderful Saturday, he recalled that Lucy had asked him what fire tasted like. He just shrugged and flashed his dazzling, signature grin, saying "It's just good!"

There was no way to define it. It was just a feeling he couldn't spell out with words itself.

It was the same how he felt Igneel as his father.

How Lucy was weird.

How Gray was a fucking wimpy ice princess.

How Erza was scary, and that secretly she dyed her red hair with her enemy's blood.

How Wendy was like a sister to him.

How Gajeel was the steel–ass of the century and not in a good way.

How Juvia was very quirky, especially with her skills at stalking.

This list could go on forever.

He, Natsu Dragneel, was on the near point of a deep sulking session, something that was completely rare for him. There was so many things going completely haywire in such a quiet manner. It tore him apart and tattered his brain. He ran a hand through his salmon (not pink) hair; he almost wanted to rip it out but then thought against it.

First of all, the other day he rode on a train with Happy and Lucy for a job. It might have seemed normal if he had gotten motion sickness like he always does with transportation. But, this time had red marks written all over it because he didn't get motion sickness at all.

Both Lucy, Happy, and himself sorta freaked out. And when he meant sorta, he meant a shit ton.

The very first phrase Lucy decided to say when he didn't throw up was, "Who are you!? I demand to know where the real Natsu is!"

He swore you could see her from the other train carts dancing her head off in panic with "juices" (as Happy would say it) on her forehead. Lucy was flailing her arms up and down with the most worried and weird expression on her face, the comical kind. Actually, he would've laughed if it was any other time. Panicking Lucy is hilarious.

After her, Happy's reaction would have been equally funny, if he had been in a different situation, "Natsu! Are you sure you're okay? Maybe Wendy's Troia is making a very late effect now! Or maybe Lucy's right! WHERE IS NATSU!?"

He was flying all over their tiny cart, and you could clearly see the annoyed faces of the other passengers. Happy had said more but Natsu couldn't exactly remember or make out the words he was rambling. Happy rambled a lot. But usually it was in a duo with yours truly, Natsu.

He was puzzled too. He was afraid of what was happening to him. On the outside, he was just raging on Happy and Lucy that it was him, but on the inside he was lost. Lost in what was going to occur and what was he excepting. He wasn't sure what he had to feel. In result, he was confused and tangled. It was like this too, the same feelings, he had when Igneel had vanished. Normally, these thoughts didn't come to him anymore ever since Lucy arrived.

There was things Natsu Dragneel didn't want to have to worry about, he mentally reminded himself pausing the camera–eyed memory. When Igneel had left him, he felt crossed, sad, nervous, frightened, angry, depressed, concerned, afraid, and confused. Invisible punches were directed at his gut as he glanced at the guild hall around him. People were here. Ones he knew as his comrades. Ones he was currently confused about. Would they leave him like Igneel? Or would they be like his biological parents who he rarely concerned himself about? Would he forget them or would they forget him? Questions slapped into his face. He didn't know how to answer them.

Even past Natsu didn't know so how should present Natsu know?

Back into his photo book of two–days ago was where he searched for his answers.

It took a lot of convincing and yelling to ensure Lucy and Happy that he was the real Natsu and that he was fine. For a minute, he thought Lucy was going to fight him with her Celestial Key buddies and Happy would just be moral support for Lucy. He couldn't fight them since they were comrades right? That was one situation he had to look out for and avoid.

He, honestly, hoped he'd never fight Lucy one-on-one ever... uh, Happy too in that boat.

And, he thought the trouble would end there with the complaints from Luce and Happy.

Soon their train soundly arrived at an abandoned town named Borchard. He now hates Borchard.

They had taken a job request to locate a chaotic monster and restrain it so it could be captured. In other words, they had to find it, beat it up, and call up the pound.

The town of Borchard had been surrounded by desert and sunshine, short brick buildings and tall walls stood straight, all of it empty because of this creature. He wasn't quite sure if he would ever see the scene again (Lucy suggested it was his destructiveness) so he held his breath and watched it for a moment. It was very pretty in that deserty town-like appearance. He decided he liked the view. Lucy had advised for Team Natsu beforehand to temporary split-up so they can cover more ground to find the beast. Whenever one of them found it, they would just start yelling so the others can hear (or just follow the roars and explosions.). Natsu didn't exactly like being separate from his comrades, especially Lucy, but he reluctantly agreed anyways. He kinda hoped he'd find the monster first; he wanted to beat the crap out of it.

So there was the pink haired boy wandering and searching every corner and nook he came across, putting all his effort into finding it. He had tried to pick out the scent of the monster, but something was blocking his nose so he couldn't sniff it out. He really wanted to catch the freak.

He was focused on his search, he ignored all other distractions; food, charcoal, more food, even that one guy who was frying up some real, spicy steaks in heated red, red flames. Fuck. He couldn't believe how much he was restraining himself.

He tried to take his mind off of things while subconsciously looking around; find monster equals fight the bastard equals reward money equals Lucy's rent temporarily paid and some food money for him and Happy. Oh shit. He had thought about food. Food.. Drool slowly fell from his mouth as his walking pace quietly halted.

Fire is food.

Fire tastes good.

He wanted some of that…

What the hell was he thinking? He mentally screamed while physically punishing himself with a couple slaps on the cheeks. For Mavis, he couldn't even focus, focus on Lucy's next rent payment. What kind of friend was he if he couldn't do such a simple task of helping out a friend? Stupid Natsu! Stupid!

Lucy needs help! Lucy needs…

He could've sworn he heard explosions in the distance. Oh no, no,no... OH FUCKING NO. He sprinted in the direction of the havoc.

The fire dragon arrived at the scene fashionably late (not on purpose, of course). To add onto that, guess who found the jerk face anyways? A CERTAIN BLOND HAIRED CELESTIAL MAGE!

He needed to improve his tracking skills.

He found her fighting off the monster who seemed to fit the description in the request form quite accurately.

Fucking gigantic like almost as big as Igneel just a size smaller. Check.

Wolf-like features even an annoying howl now and then. Check. Check.

Dark fur with extra-aggressiveness and two beady yellow eyeballs. CHECK!

Somehow freaking Titan Magic like Gramps, just not as powerful but still looking as a bit of a challenge. Ch-check?

He wasn't sure anymore.

Then again this was Natsu Dragneel he was talking about, so when did he ever be sure of anything. Thinking's for Lucy, he was going head on into the battle. Natsu was readying himself up to join Lucy with her magical whip and Virgo, who seemed to be the only offensive spirit she had available that day, digging pitfalls for the wolfy's paws to get stick in. Now he could raise this party's heat a bit.

"Fire Dragon's Roar!"

"Fire Dragon's Roar!"

"Fire. Dragon's. Roar!"

"FUCKIN'FIREDRAGON'SSHITTYROAARRRRR!"

"WHAT THE HELL?" he heard himself freak out loud as Lucy stared at him in awe with Happy overhead who just arrived at the scene speechless. He was screaming the right words and was in the correct stance to activate his magic but it was not freaking coming out. Why wasn't his magic working? Maybe there was an anti-magic barrier around. Then why did Lucy's and Happy's magic work? Maybe it was an anti-Dragon Slayer Magic barrier. Yea! That was it. But then if that was the case, it would've been like Freed's Runes Magic and some weird purple writing must have appeared somewhere. Shit, shit. He didn't know what to do. Help me, help.

He wanted to make sure his magic didn't or did work. So he mustered all the magic power he could, at least attempting to hit one blow at the doggie. Natsu, at this exact moment, remembered the animal's name from the request from Cruslios the Hellhound. Well fuck you, Cruslios.

"FIRRRRRREEEE DDRRRRAAAAAGGGOONNNN'S RROOOAAARRRRRRR!"

...

Only silence...

H-his attack indeed did hit the asshole, but... but it was only a thin, small shot of fire like a dumbass weak laser. It would've been barely classified as a roar! More like throwing a weak lighted match at some stupid hound. Stupid hellhound.

He fell over, landing on his stomach. He struggled to get up and only managed to lift his head up with his arm and other arm's elbow supporting him. He was glad that Gajeel or Gray wasn't here. They would be teasing him about this for weeks, no months! But he was still embarrassed that anyone had witnessed that, especially Lucy. Especially Lucy...

...and Happy.

Cruslios howled in response to his attack, not painfully but obviously comically. Dammit.

He felt his teeth claw together and move from side to side tightly. Lucy was still in shock, her mouth open and her whip at a stand still. Virgo, on the other hand, was busy at work making lots of deep holes and pitfalls (he should remind himself to be careful on where he stepped). Happy had finally landed and was currently off to the side, eyes widen open shivering.

He felt like he let his comrades down. He felt like he disappointed Lucy and Happy. He didn't know what to do next. He was useless, pathetic, at his current state.

"Princess, watch out," Virgo, who was still digging, warned Lucy of the motherfucker's next attack, a simple swipe of his paw at the ground. Lucy quickly jumped back out-of-the-way, snapping out of her trance. She started up her surge of attacks again with her Fleuve d'étoiles. The whip extended at her command switching from a length to length with that starry color shift. Her lips were animated saying words unremarkable to him at the hellhound as it constantly paused, falling into Virgo's traps.

Lucy looked absolutely beautiful.

On the battlefield, she was like an angel, maybe a valkyrie declaring the defeat of their enemies, inviting them to fall under her feet.

Yup, Lucy was weird.

No, Lucy is weird, correcting himself still recalling the memory of the other day in the guild, his head propped under his hand. He didn't realize he had a strange expression on his face, like a sorta nostalgic far away one with a small grin creeping on him. The other members of the guild noticing it gave him a strange look, wondering what oh-so destructive Natsu Dragneel was thinking about. Oh right, Lucy, of course.

Lucy Heartfilia, Lucy of Fairy Tail.

Lucy, his beloved comrade.

Lucy.

Just Lucy.

…

Ah well, then, what exactly happened next was, um… He was outta of magic energy from just that one pathetic shot. He could barely move and Mister Cruslios was rampaging in the ruins of the city. It was freaking ditched 'cause of this guy, he couldn't blame the citizens. Cruslios was a bitch! All Natsu was wondering was how Lucy, Happy and himself missed this colossal sized puppy… Oh right, Titan Magic.

Around Natsu Dragneel was rumble and the remains of Borchard plus Happy, Lucy, and that guy. Lucy really needed to hurry up and beat the crap outta him.

Soon, the hellhound raised its head into the sky after several waves of Lucy's and Virgo's unified attacks and howled. It wasn't any kind of howl; an ear-bursting one, like the one he performed to Cobra during the Nirvana incident. It pretty much hurt his ears a lot. No, really, he could still feel the in ears ringing after two days… or was it one? But, he could see Lucy and Happy covering their ears when it happen (Virgo just really stood there expressionless like always). The attack was real heavy.

However, Lucy still pulled through in the end with one lash of her Fleuve d'étoiles, wrapping itself around one of Cruslios' legs, and yanking it really hard; the battle's curtain was dropped. It over was by Lucy pulling its leg flipping the hellhound over right after its maybe best move. Cruslios was on its back knocked-out from either using too much of its magic energy with that howl or the suddenly impact with the ground (Natsu thought it was the howl, but he refused to tell Lucy that).

Afterwards, it was pretty standard clean-up. Lucy called up the pound with the newly enhanced miniature lacrima provided by the clients. They got tons of thank-yous from the citizens of the town, even though he and Happy did absolutely nothing, and received the reward money from the clients who were the mayor and his wife of Borchard. Natsu didn't think they noticed the destruction Virgo created, probably thinking it was the hellhound's fault and not theirs.

Later, they took the train back to Magnolia with a conservation that was, even now, lingering on Natsu's mind.

"Hey, Natsu?"

"What is it, Lucy?" he glanced at the blond who was deep in thought, sitting across from him. The train was going fast, passing by this and that. He wasn't getting motion sickness which troubled him. Even when the train started to move again, it still surprised him, Lucy, and Happy. Oh, Happy fell asleep in Lucy's lap at the beginning of the ride. With that, It was a silent train ride back.

"Why do you think you don't have motion sickness?" she stared down at the floor of the train, her eyes completely focused in thinking.

"I.." he started struggling to find an answer for her, "I don't really know."

That was the only way he could put it. He hated letting Lucy down, but he couldn't think of a reasonable answer quick enough.

"Oh," she mumbled, tucking some loose hair behind her ear.

It was really awkward.

Normally, it was never this awkward for them but the motion sickness and his failure in the mission. How couldn't it be this awkward? He didn't like this silence he had with Lucy then.

Natsu sighed, temporarily pulling him from the distant memory and glances over to Lucy's direction. Here, she was laughing and having fun chatting with Levy. Here, he was wishing he was in Levy's place instead. Giggling, smiling with Lucy. It seems to be impossible now b-because…

His mind wanders back into his memories.

The Natsu two days ago watched Lucy carefully in concern. Was she sick? Is that why she was so quiet? He wanted to forget the failure in the mission and the relief from his fatal flaw that should've been a good thing. Life was a bitch.

After a couple of minutes riding the train that seemed so long, the pink haired boy decided to crush the icy silence like that dumbass Gray, "Luce?"

She moved her head up, her brown irises pointed right at him in confusion, "Yea?"

"Please don't hate me."

…

No answer yet.

...

...

"Natsu, I don't hate you." were the words that he slightly excepted to come out.

Instead he got, "Natsu, I don't think you should go on anymore missions for a while."

"Lucy?"

"Yea?"

"Why?"

…

"Because..." she voiced trailing off as she softly picked out the right words still piercing straight into his heart, "You can't use magic."

"I can't use magic," he gently repeated to himself back in the guild. He was cradling his arms back and forth absently. His seat was far away from the other guild members and no one had bothered to come up to him this morning. It was probably because he was doing something very rare for him; thinking.

Slowly, he was being tugged back into his crystal clear memories again.

His onyx eyes widened paralyzed in electric shock. It was tingling throughout the course of his temple. He was frightened by just this statement.

Now he, Natsu Dragneel of Fairy Tail the Salamander, had fought off all kinds of terrifying creatures and villains. But he was nearly pissing in his pants at a mere sentence. How sad was that?

He remembers exactly what happened next.

"No, Luce, I can fight!" he pleaded desperately, jumping up from his seat and begging on his knees, shaking hands folded, "I can still fight."

The Celestial Wizard pried her eyes away from him in a troubling aura. It took another moment for her to answer, "I'll have to talk to Master about this."

Then, she neatly folded her hands in her lap; they were shaking themselves. He opened his mouth, attempting to say something about it, but words just wouldn't flow off his tongue. His eyes moved onto the floor in disappointment. He couldn't comfort her.

"Natsu," he heard Lucy's voice call for him as he quit staring at the planks of wood beneath them; who had nice and quality steel nails bundling them together. Dammit, Gajeel was rubbing off on him. Her voice quivered, "I also think we shouldn't see each other anymore."

At that point, the first cracks in his world had fell apart, and for some reason it hurt more than his magic.

He wasn't sure. Almost like how he was incapable of describing the taste of black, delicious charcoal.

Author's Note: Haha! I ended it. I actually meant this to go a little deeper into the plot but I guess my sluggish writing couldn't fit it all in the first chapter. Oh well. And for those of you guys who are confused about Natsu being all like depressed and in the guild at some point then back in Borchard is 'cause he's recalling a memory that was two days ago. Yea, I apologize for being a little too unclear, but my style of writing is a little indirect. But good news is I hope to post the second chapter by next week; Friday the 20th to be exact. Yup, see ya bastards.