Disclaimer: nobody would read Fairy Tail if I owned it because everyone in the series would probably die a horrible death. Why are my short stories always so depressing?

Prompt: In choir today we sang a song called "Seasons of Love". It's a happy song but my story is so sad. The way that she died...

{in truths that she learned, or the times that he cried}

The sun was practically beaming. The rays of light it gave off were like an angel descending from the heavens- which would've made the day impossibly hot if it weren't for the cool breeze that filtered in. It was a gorgeous day, a panoply to look at, but it was so different in nature then the day that caused it all. That day was a rainy,stormy, horrendous day- the kind where you'd rather snuggle up in a nice chair rather then take on a job. But it was also another kind of day.

It was the day that she died.

They all blamed themselves, but Natsu the most. After all, he was the one who picked the job, he was the one who had dragged her out and he was the one who did nothing to help her when she was right in front of his eyes. And in his own eyes, Natsu Dragneel was a murderer. Because what kind of best friend lets their other other half just die? How could he, how could he have killed her?

How could he have killed Lucy Heartfilia?

"Hey Luce! I found a job for us!" Natsu waved to Lucy from his comfortable perch on her couch as she walked into the room.

"Natsu!" Lucy scolded,"You snuck into my room again!"

Natsu ignored the ticked off blonde and instead proudly displayed the job he had picked. It was about some giant mechanical man terrorizing a village.

"Piece of cake!" Natsu had exclaimed once he was finished explaining.

But Natsu never expected the precious scarf Igneel himself had given him to cause Natsu to trip and fall. Trip, fall and be completely vulrenable to a giant bronze foot crashng down. So vulrenable that Lucy had to come rushng to him, yelling at happy to get Natsu away, how Taurus would be able to handle the weight.

Natsu still remembered her last words to him. She'd smiled and said "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right?" In that moment Natsu had had no doubt. Lucy was strong, Taurus was strong. Sure, they weren't a good as him but Natsu was sure she'd come out alive.

And Lucy almost did. Taurus had been strong enough...but when the giant came crashing down, Lucy had noticed something no one else did. Natsu had no idea what, Taurus had disappeared before he could tell Natsu, but Lucy had crawled into the giant's foot and didn't come back.

Natsu wanted to believe that she was alive even though Taurus had disappeared and contracts are broken once owners die. So he'd climbed in after Lucy and looked. It was easy to see how she could've died. There was almost no light and tangles of wires and gears filled the whole thing.

Then there was her body. It was ugly- blood spotted the bronze inner workings of the giant's foot and Natsu had found her foot sliced off somewhere by a loose wire. Cause of death? A sharp iron rod in her stomache. It looked like Lucy had tripped over the very same wire that had severed her foot and had fallen right onto the iron rod.

Natsu wasn't one to faint at the sight of blood but the whole gory mess had turned his stomache. He couldn't bring himself to turn Lucy over and look at her eyes, dull and lifeless. Gray and Erza had found him there, frozen in time and completely devoid of any sign of life except for his eerily irregular breathing and the salty liquid pooling in his eyes.

"Natsu.." Erza glanced worriedly at her pink-haired friend. She'd expected to make a big fuss out of everything but for some reason he was strangely quiet. That should've reassured Erza, she wouldn't have to deal with his impious behaviour, but she felt unsettled. Like the storm was over but the dust was still hanging in the air.

"Let him get used to it, the Natsu we know will be back before you know it." Gray smiled sadly at Erza, motioning for her to leave Natsu alone. The two had just turned their backs before Natsu spoke out.

"She's really gone, isn't she?" Natsu's voice had gone hoarse from a mixture of disuse and sobbing endlessly. It troubled his friends who'd never knew him to look so pitiful before.

"Yeah..but you know, Lucy wouldn't want to see you like this. She'd probably want a happier funeral or something, you know? I can hear her now already, complaining about her foot getting chopped off." Gray paused nervously, had he said too much? But Natsu cracked a smile and Gray relaxed.

"Yeah, you're rigjt. Lucy wouldn't want this," Natsu looked up at the sky, squinted against the sky and as loudly as he could, he spoke to Lucy, wherever she was.

"Hey Lucy, you hear me? I'm all fired up...and I, coming for you."

{In bridges he burned, or the way that she died}

Author's Note

Ladies and gentleman, it's not over yet. There's more, and there will be Nalu. I'm not that cruel. It may be a major plot twister for some and not for others. What time does this plot line take? I have no idea. Truthfully, I'm just bleeding my hands out and not really thinking. Oh well, in the words of Dia Reeves, "happiness is a bloody life".