Hello there! Welcome to my story! I've had this idea bouncing around in my head for a while now, and so I'm super excited to start this! It's also my one year anniversary here on fanfiction *throws confetti* So, what better time to start a new story? XD

So have some NaLu-ness. This is the prologue, that's why it's so so short. Also why there isn't any humor. Starting in the real chapter, there'll be humor. At least hopefully. XD

Anyway, enjoy! :D


Prologue: Wrong Number

It was three o'clock in the morning when Natsu Dragneel's phone buzzed wildly on his bedside table. He groaned, his eyebrows pinching together in annoyance as he flopped an arm over his eyes. It was too early, too early to have someone calling him. Whoever it was would just have to wait until a decent hour if they wanted to talk to him.

The buzzing continued as his phone vibrated off of the table and clonked onto the floor with a crack, continuing to seize wildly on the carpet below. The salmon-haired boy groaned again, knowing that if he left his phone on the floor, he'd be sure to oversleep in the morning, as it doubled as his alarm clock.

He rolled over sloppily, keeping his head face-first into his pillow as he let his right arm fall off the side of the bed, patting around on the rug until he found the small device. He sighed, flipping the old phone open and holding it to his ear, without looking at the number or even opening his eyes.

He turned his head to the side on his pillow, "Hello?" he grunted, his voice sharp and annoyed. This better be good; he liked his sleep.

"G-Gray? Is that you?"

Natsu frowned and lifted his face up for a second, bringing the phone around so he could see the number. He squinted into the bright light of the screen. It wasn't one in his address book. Who was this? He was pretty sure he hadn't heard her voice before.

"Gray? Who's Gray?" he asked groggily, flopping back down into the pillow.

If his brain had been a little more clear from the fog of sleep, he would've deducted it was a wrong number, and that he should tell the woman that he was not the man she was looking for, and to try dialing whatever number she had again; she'd probably punched in the numbers wrong, but he wasn't exactly clear-headed and he instead continued to try and place the voice to a face.

"Oh…," the woman breathed. Natsu could tell she was embarrassed, "Sorry I must… have the wrong number," she said slowly.

Natsu rolled over slowly so he laid facing the ceiling again and frowned, the phone still plastered to his face as he tried to decipher who he was talking to.

"Sorry to bother you," she said quickly, her voice chiming in his ear. Who was she? She sure had a pretty voice.

"Th-That's alright," Natsu yawned, "Do I know you?"

"What?" the voice asked. Natsu could picture her eyebrows pulling together and the corners of her mouth pulling down in what sounded to be irritation. "No, I don't know you. That's the whole point of a wrong number," she snapped back.

Natsu made a face, slowly but surely piecing the situation together. Oh, that's why her voice hadn't rung a bell; he didn't know her. It was a wrong number, and that was why it was at such an ungodly hour. Yes, that made a little more sense. But why did she snap back at him like that? How rude.

"Hey, lady," he retorted, "It's three in the morning; my brain is off hours till six," he said with irritation, biting back a yawn, his throat making an odd noise as he swallowed.

There was a pause on the other side of the line and Natsu wondered for a moment if she'd hung up. He wouldn't have blamed her; they were strangers, and they were sort of arguing with each other. But she spoke up again a second later, any snarkiness she'd had in her voice, now gone.

"Sorry, yeah I guess it's my bad… sir," she added uncomfortably. "I hope you can get back to sleep." With that he heard a click, before a dial tone buzzed in his ear.

He paused for a second, slowly bringing the phone around in front of him so he could look at the screen again. It was a wrong number alright; he'd never seen it before in his life.

On any normal day he would've shrugged, snapping his phone closed and slamming it back down on his nightstand, back asleep and snoring loudly in less than a minute, but not tonight. For some reason he laid there, staring up at the bright screen of his phone at the number, his mind at a standstill.

Who had she been? Who was this Gray that she was trying to reach, and why was she calling him? Was it really an accident, or had she been given a fake number? What did she look like? Who was this stranger that had somehow through an act of random fate gotten ahold of his number?

The questions slowly spiraled in his head as he gently closed the phone with a click, letting his arm fall and laying the phone on his chest. He slowly put his arms behind his head, his eyes searching the dark ceiling above him.

Usually he wouldn't have given a second thought about an encounter like the one he'd just experienced, but for some reason he was beyond curious about the woman who had called him. Maybe it was because of her voice, maybe it was because she'd had enough spark to snap at him even though she was the one in the wrong, or maybe it had been how strangely amusing it had been when she had apologized to him.

Natsu wasn't sure why that stranger had struck him so, but what he did know was that he hoped through some act of destiny, she'd dial the wrong number again.


So there it was! I hope you enjoyed it! XP I'd love to know what you thought of it! I always love some feedback. Foxtail-chan loves hearing from other fans of NaLu. XD

~Foxtail