Fairy Tail Fanfic

Disclaimer: I own this story.

Chapter one: The start.

Natsu was walking fast into the forest, eyes gleaming with determination. Today was the day that everything lead up to, and Natsu's goal would be achieved.

He would defeat Gildart's.

"I can already smell the victory …" Natsu boosted, his blue furred companion flying overhead.

Happy chose to ignore that and point out something else, "You have an evil look on your face again!"

Natsu huffed, "Do not."

"Yes, you do!"

"No, I don't!"

"Yes, I see it now!"

"You're lying, I don't."

"Do to! You get that look on your face when you perv on Lucy!" At this, Happy flew higher in the air, snickering down at his father.

Blushing, "I do not! I am not that type of man!"

"You have that creepy grin on your face when you have 'grown up' time in your room." Now, his face went completely red.

"Sounds like you're the perv!" At this Happy silenced himself.

When a small cottage came into view, with a hazard of wild foliage growing out the front, Natsu broke into a sprint, a sneer on his face.

"Do you think you will win this time?"

"All my training has led to this moment!" Pumping his fist in the air, fire igniting from them, there was almost a depraved look to him. A hunger for something!

"Isn't the score 1607 to zero?"

"Shut it, Happy. Those were warm ups."

"Suuuurrreee," He rolled his tongue smirking.

Coming up to Gildart's house, Natsu done the most infamous thing he is known for when coming to people's houses, breaking an entry.

The wood splintered, cracking right down the middle, and fell to the floor.

Natsu surveyed the living room, no sign of his idol. But he could hear a surprised mutter coming from the bedroom.

Natsu rushed to the bedroom door, the hasty sound of clothes being pulled on completely slipped past the Dragon Slayer's mind, and burst in.

Natsu froze.

Gildart's lay half out of bed, struggling to pull his pants up from his ankles. Snapping his head up, he saw the teen boy door, and froze. The older man's shirt barely covering his dangling member.

Gildart's looked pissed.

"Natsu, what are you doing here? Get out! Stop staring!" he bellowed, yanking his pants up from around his feet. Gildart's pulled his belt around his waist, humiliation filling him.

Natsu's fighting spirit left him, and numbly left the room, and quick angry footsteps followed him, turning he saw his idol hot with anger.

"What are you doing?"

"I-I came to fight you …" feeling embarrassed, "Today was the day I was going to beat you!" Natsu quickly explained.

Gildart's rubbed his nose with his thumb and index finger. "I'm sorry Natsu."

"Huh?"

"You're going to have to pay for this."

"What do you mean?" But he never answered, and Natsu knew Gildart's was strong, but he never knew how much he was holding back on him until that moment.

Natsu did not see a kaleidoscope of colours when Gildart's fist connected with his face. It was all merely white. Blank.

"Natsu! Natsu, wake up!" said a small voice. Slowly opening his eyes, Happy came into view, worry etched into his face. Obviously concerned. Happy pressed an ice pack to his father's head, a magical enchanted one that took away bruising.

Sitting up, "Happy?" looking around to see that he was on the floor of the living room of Gildart's house. "What happened?" A throbbing pain exploding on his face, he pressed his own hand against the ice pack.

"You challenged Gildart's to a fight again and lost, again. He knocked you out cold. At least that is what he told me." Natsu detected a slight smugness to his adopted son's tone.

"What? I lost again?" Small flames exiting his mouth.

"Sorry, salamander." Turning to see Gildart's looking back at him, looking worried.

"Challenge me again! I won't lose this time." Springing to his feet, fist raised. Gildart's smiled, but it was a nervous smile.

"Do you remember our last … fight?" Asking anxiously.

"Hmmm … No, but you won. And you must pay for it!" Flames now covered his arms, slowly moving to his shoulder. Gildart's let out a sigh of relief.

"Let's take this outside."

Once they were both positioned outside, in a defensive stance (at least Natsu was), it started.

Natsu charged, Gildart's didn't even blink. "Roar of the fire Dragon!"

"Let's end this early," he didn't even bother to move, but merely put his palm in the air and waited for Natsu to run into it at last minute. The pinkette fell back, sprawled on the ground. The two head injuries were spaced together too closely.

Gildart's burst out laughing, worry all washed away, "Go home kid." And walked back into his house full of triumph.

"Gildart's …" said many small voices." Come back."

And with shock Natsu, or the many small mini Natsu's all over the crowned, realized what Gildart's had done.

Calling over his shoulder without looking, "That'll teach ya!"

"For what?"

Happy was laughing so hard he was hunched over, tears of mirth coming from his eyes.

Lucy sat in the guild, talking to Cana and Erza, "This is sooo nice and relaxing!"

Erza paused, a fork of cake headed towards her mouth. "Why is that?"

"Natsu has gone training for the last few days, he said he had to fight someone … as usual." Lucy waved off. She had been enjoying the peace and quiet without that hot head around.

"Same old, same old." Cana said airily, but a glint of approval could be seen in Ezra's eye.

"He's gone training?"

"So he said," replied the blonde.

"He's taking this quite seriously then …" The armored mage's eyes wondering off.

"I suppose …"

"You don't think he," Erza looked reproachful at Lucy.

"What?"

"Finally he has learned!" Declared Erza, looking proud, while a sinister aura crept up on her.

"Huh?" Cana and Lucy said together.

"He has learned …" Erza continued.

Cana snickered, "I wouldn't get ahead of yourself –"Erza gave her a pointed looked and Cana cut herself off.

"He has learned," she repeated before continuing, "That to defeat an opponent, you need to practice. If Natsu is taking this seriously, then so am I. I need to practice. Who will volunteer to fight me?" Somehow, everyone in the guild heard that last part of the sentence. All freezing where they stood, a look of fear on their face.

What's worse than Erza on a diet? Erza drinking. What worse than Ezra drinking? Her fighting someone pointlessly?

Nothing.

Nothing is worse than that.

Ezra was the one who stopped fights, she was the one that was drawn into them trying to stop them. Not the one who creates them!

Cana and Lucy sink very low in their seats until their heads are in line with the table.

"Who will fight me?" she yelled, eyes glinting dangerously. "I promise I won't hold back!" She was trying to sound encouraging but she had the opposite effect as few people were coming close to wetting themselves.

Cana leaned towards her blonde friend, "Who was he going to fight?"

Lucy shrugged, clearly having more important things on her mind then that hot head. Like the fact that Ezra was challenging a few defenceless males in the corner, who were all white with fear.

"Fight me!" She ordered, the males lowered themselves to the ground, trying to make themselves as small as possible, hand s up in a sign of mercy. "Do not hold back on me!" Her eyes now the replica of hell's fire.

Lucy and Cana, who had their backs to the door, heard them open. Mira was at the bar who had a good view muttered, "Oh dear …"

The two girls turned in their seats, a visibly blanched.

"Did someone say fight?" Said many of the same voices. Natsu. Natsu everywhere. He was eagerly. Smacking all his small fist together. All did the same gesture, smiling evilly.

No one said a word, crossed between amusement and shock.

But one thing was clear. They knew who he fought.

Gildart's.

Lucy looked at her friend, who looked between horror and glee. "I believe your father is responsible for this mess."

She only nodded, not taking her eyes away from the many Natsu's.

Farewell peace and quietness thought the blonde, it was nice to become acquaintance with you.

A few hours later when 'peace' returned, as best it could under the attack of the Mini Natsu's.

He had clearly saw his opening and realized he had more of an opportunity to fight everyone. Which was interesting because all his strength and power had been divided up between all his small bodies, which was a great relief.

The Natsu's pooped up everywhere. Practically declaring war on every person they saw.

"Where's the stripper!" One of them asked.

Lucy looked at him blankly, who had been lucky enough to be spared from most of his torment. "On a mission."

"When will he be back?"

"I don't know." The blondes head slipping into her hands.

"Will you fight me?" She looked up in surprise. I have fought with Natsu, but never against him. Even in childish fights. So this was bizarre.

"Fight me!" He repeated.

"Why do you ask me now?" Lucy asked cautiously, a small slither of hope that he saw her as a worthy fighter.

"Because you might have a better chance at defeating me this way!" The slither of hope shattered. Instead anger replaced it. Raising her hand above her head, she swatted him, like a bug in the air, he went flying in the opposite direction and crashed into the wall, a dull thud could be heard.

Ezra sat a table alone, looking crestfallen since Natsu had returned.

Lucy patted her on the shoulder, "I'm sure one day he will learn." It was the only comfort she had to say, and Ezra took another bite of her cake and looked away.

The stellar mage looked at the small figures of the dragon slayer, who picked fights with everyone. There was one crawling onto an unsuspected Elfman's table and jumped into his large mug that was still full with beverage. Elfman, that was oblivious to the miniature Natsu in his drink, raised it to his lip, only to have him jump out and cling to the big burly man's face. There was a startled cry in response.

It had to be one of the stranger sights the blonde had ever seen.

"That's not very manly!" Tearing off the small Natsu off his face and holding him a fist, and brought him eye to eye. And done the worst thing you possible could at that moment. He shoved him in front of Evergreen who was sitting beside him, a cold smiling forming on her lips.

"Oh look, I think I can finally get revenge after you burned my dress last week."

"Come at me!"

Ever chuckled, tilting her head so her glasses slide down her nose and froze him. An angry Natsu turned to stone.

"This is justice." She said before putting him down. Admiring him like he was a Christmas ornament. But his team partner was in no mood to sympathies with him.

This was going to be a very long day.