Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound. . .

He first saw her on the school rooftop, sitting by herself in a secluded corner and was quietly eating her lunch, deep in thought. She looked lonely, the boy observed.

It was unfortunate too, to know that someone would still be by themselves at this time of the year. Well, not that he could say anything. So when Natsu made it to the roof and stealthily opened the door, he didn't expect to hear such an angelic voice.

"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound. That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now I'm found. Was blind, but now I see." The blonde was smiling as she sang, and her serene aura compelled Natsu to sing with her. She took a deep breath to continue, but Natsu beat her to it.

"'Twas Grace that taught my heart to fear. And grace, my fears relieved. How precious did that Grace appear. The hour I first believed." The girl jumped at the unexpected contribution. Natsu smiled. "You have an amazing voice."

"Thank you. Your singing is relaxing." Her eyes sparkled. "My name is Lucy."

"I'm Natsu." He offered his hand, which she happily shook. "Tomorrow?" Lucy knew what he meant.

"Tomorrow."

That saved a wretch like me. .

Natsu, despite his happy-go-lucky appearance, was unhappy. He was lost. He had no idea what he wanted to do with his life, and he had no motivation to continue with school. In fact, he had been considering that week to be his last before he dropped out. But those thoughts flew out the window the moment he heard Lucy sing.

Her softly drawn out melody had kept him at school. The next week was his last, he vowed, but he never kept his word. She was the reason he was so captivated, so into singing.

He sang to relieve himself of stress. He sang to feel at peace. He sang to impress her. Their tastes surprisingly aligned, it wasn't hard to harmonize either. Every day on the rooftop, they'd sing and talk. After a month of this did Natsu realize. Lucy Heartfilia was his savior, and he never felt any happier than just being with her.

I once was lost but now I'm found. . .

Lucy wanted to be a singer that brought happiness to others. When he heard this, Natsu found his path. He too, would be a singer. He would be a singer that left everyone in a state of determination. What he didn't tell her was that he only decided to become a singer in hopes that he could continue to be by her side.

She was in choir, she had a lot of practice. Natsu on the other hand, was not in any club. Compared to his friend, he was an amateur. Lucy was kind and understanding. She'd give him advice and vocal exercises to work on. He was thankful for her kindness. They both saw improvement in him.

"That's perfect! You've gotten better at maintaining tempo." Lucy praised him one day.

"It's all 'cause of you." He grinned. "Alright, I'm all fired up! Let's go for one more round."

"On three! One, two. . ."

"This contentment was something he never wanted to let go.

Was blind, but now I see. . .

Singing made Natsu see things clearly. Things that were previously black and white suddenly burst into a multitude of colors. Blurry and fuzzy buildings became more defined. Lucy though, she was seen on a whole new level.

Her blonde hair suddenly radiated warmth like the sun. Her eyes became an irresistible silky chocolate brown. Her posture was of a goddess, perfect and elegant. Natsu would fine himself staring at her while she hummed some blissful tunes. When she asked him what was wrong, he'd say it was nothing before breaking eye contact.

I look like a creepy stalker now, he groaned. Lucy looked at him in concern.

"Are you sure? We can take a break or skip today's prac-" Natsu immediately turned around.

"No! I'm fine. Don't skip practice. Please!" Lucy looked down with a blush, prompting the boy to follow her gaze. His face reddened. In the heat of the moment, he had grabbed her hands. "S-sorry!"

"It's fine," Lucy chuckled. "I never knew you liked to practice though. It wasn't until recently that you cared about your grades too."

"Nothing wrong with turning over a new leaf." Natsu muttered defensively.

"I didn't mean it like that." She shook her head. "I'm proud that you've finally decided to change for the better."

"Hehe. Well, there's nothing I can't do once I set my mind to it," he smugly declared.

"Really? But you still can't sing in the correct pitch no matter what type of song it is," Lucy countered.

"W-well, I'm getting there." Lucy grinned.

"I'm only joking. Your pitch is fine."

"That's so mean. Don't lie!" She laughed.

"Hahaha. Sorry, sorry."