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Prologue
As daylight sets, on a second floor at a roundtable, Naruto is scribbling away at an orange notebook. At the corner of the room, by the fireplace, Sayla sat comfortably on a leather chair. On her lap, the little nine-tails fox, Kurama, is sleeping soundly on her lap.
Under normal circumstances, she would be heavily entranced to a book. Admittedly, she couldn't keep focus on one if she tried. Over the last week, Naruto was acting rather 'particular' as of late. He spent a lot of time at that pinewood table, intent on writing.
With a sigh, she just had to ask. She took great care into not waking up Kurama, and gently place the canine on the warm chair. She pulled up a chair and sat next to Naruto.
"Master Naruto. May I ask: what are you doing?"
Naruto stopped writing. He gave his wife a somewhat puzzled look. "You're still me calling that, Sayla?"
Sayla warmly smiled. "Sorry, force of habit."
Naruto knew what it meant. Whenever Sayla addresses him by "Master", she was concerned.
Naruto waved it off her apology. "Nah, I should be apologizing for making you worry so much."
"What exactly are you writing about?"
Naruto flipped through the pages. "Well, I been thinking about leaving behind a legacy of some sorts. You know, like a something like memoir- a chronicles of some sort."
Sayla asked to see the notebook and skimmed though the pages. A lot of the pages seems to document random events.
"How's the progress?" She already knew the answer.
Naruto sighed and slumped back. "Honestly, I don't know. The hardest part is getting started and all the parts are all over the place."
"I see…" Sayla pondered. "Well… why won't you start with Natsu and Tayuya? They were pretty much the precursors."
Naruto grinned at the memory. "Yeah, tell me about it."
"And from there…" Sayla begin to blush a little. "You can write about us… You know, on how we first met and all the crazy stuff we went through. You were so kind and caring... it made me fell for you."
"Sayla…"
Naruto gazed deeply into her brunette eyes. It's as beautiful since the day he met her. He gently touched her lifted her chin and leaned in.
"Naruto…" she leaned in to meet his lips. They were in their own little world.
"Ooh la la," Tayuya interrupted.
"Yeah, you the man, Naruto!" Natsu cheered.
Naruto and Sayla immediately broke off. Their expressions completely flushed for being caught in such an intimate moment.
"So… how long were you guys watching?" Naruto grinned sheepishly.
"We saw the whole thing," Natsu crossed his arms. "Still don't get why y'all embarrassed about it. Not exactly the first time you two kiss."
"It was supposed to be a private moment…" Sayla trailed off.
"In a public lounge? Fat chance," Tayuya asserted. "You guys been at it for a minute, and it was starting to get super heated."
Sayla squirmed. She wanted to crawl in a hole and die.
Naruto cleared his throat, hoping to change the subject. "Anyway, I'm glad you guys are here. I'm writing a memoir about everybody and I need your input."
"A chance to show how awesome I am?" Natsu pounded his fists together. "Hell, yeah!"
It figures that Natsu would easily forget on what just happened. Tayuya, on the other hand, wasn't going to let this juicy situation slip by so easily. No, Naruto and Sayla need to learn what happens will they show public display of affection.
"But before we begin…" Tayuya scooted next to Sayla. She had a devilish grin which made the horned demoness nervous.
"So... does Naruto smack that ass or grabs it?"
Chapter 1: A Dragon-Slayer, An Old Man, and a Potty Mouth
(FYI: This Natsu's introduction and backstory. Skip to Chapter 2 to read about the real star: Naruto Uzumaki!)
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Time have passed since the year x784. A young boy with pale red hair was gathering fire woods for his camp. The camp is humble, with a hut made of straws and mud. The campsite is fenced off with flimsy vines and sticks. It was more of a formality. He had beaten up the local wildlife creatures to respect his territory.
The backstory behind all this is that Natsu had previously wandered aimlessly for weeks in search of his father, Igneel. Natsu refused to believe his father would just abandon him like that. Something must've happened; Natsu was sure of! Between looking for food and fighting over-sized carnivorous organisms; being a nomad eventually took its toll.
Now, the strategy is to set up camp in an area, establish dominance over the surrounding wildlife, and then search for Igneel. Natsu is currently on his fourth go-a-round. He started from the shores of the beach, and worked his way into the dense forest/jungle, whatever it was. The weather and terrain seemed to be so random and treacherous.
"Time to get some food," Natsu said to himself as he dropped the wood onto a pit. He went inside the hut to grab a fishing pole and some live baits. He made his way to his usual fishing spot.
However, something was different this time around. On a flat rock, an old man with a plain t-shirt, a white cape and glasses is on Natsu's spot.
As Natsu approached closer, he can see a scar over the old man's right eye, and had quite a unique beard. The most interesting thing is that he was asleep. Who in the heck sleeps in such a dangerous area? Screw that, this old man is in his spot!
A tick mark formed on Natsu's forehead.
"Hey, old man. You're in my spot!" Natsu yelled.
"Hmmm?" the old man yawned. He stood up to stretch.
"Oh, sorry about that," the old man casually waved. "Although, I believe I been at this spot since before you were born. You new here, young man?"
"Err…" Natsu mumbled. Crap, he only been around the area since last week. The old man could be telling the truth. Then again, it doesn't change the fact this area was previously void of the old man's scent.
"And how do I know you're not lying?" Natsu asked defiantly. "I would've picked up your scent if you sat there all the time!"
Scent? The old man incredulously thought. The young man doesn't resemble anything like an animal.
The old man laughed. "Well, I been away on business for a while. Tell me, young man; how are you able smell so well?"
Natsu pumped up his chest. "Because I'm Natsu Dragneel. Son of the legendary dragon, Igneel! He taught me everything I know!"
Again, Natsu's words interest the old man. The first is the fact that a child seem to be thriving in this dangerous environment.
"That's nice to know," the old man stuck out his hand. "We got off on the wrong foot. Allow me to introduce myself: I'm Silvers Rayleigh."
Natsu hesitated for a bit; mostly due to trying to remember what Igneel taught him. When a human offer their hand like that, you do the same and shake theirs. And so, that's what Natsu did.
"As an apology, allow me to catch this fish for you," Rayleigh offered.
"Okay…?" Natsu skeptically accepted. "How you know if you're about to catch a fish?"
A second later, a monster sized fish roared out the water. It was at least ten feet tall and extremely hungry.
"What the heck!?" a surprised Natsu whelped as he felled to his backside. The fish bore its teeth as it torpedoed toward Rayleigh. "Hey! Watch out!"
Rayleigh smirked. He extended his hand toward the fish. The fish stopped midair, and crumbled to the ground, dead.
"Whoa…!" Natsu said in awe. He patted and examined the dead fish. "What did you do?"
"A little something called Haki," Rayleigh explained, wiping off his glasses.
Natsu didn't quite understand. "That's cool. Is it some type of magic?"
"You could say that," Rayleigh answered vaguely. "Tell me something, Natsu. The fishes around here are usually at least five feet tall. How were you catching them all these time?"
Rayleigh used this question to probe Natsu's power. It is highly doubtful that Natsu will reveal such a vital information to a stranger.
"Simple," Natsu raised a fist. A raging fire engulfed it. "I use my fire dragon-slaying magic to knock it out!"
Well, that was easy.
"Although…" Natsu looked at the fish. "This fish is a little too big for my camp fire. It might go rotten by the time I finish it."
Rayleigh tilted his head in mild astonishment. "Why won't you use your magic to cook it?"
"Eh, not enough favor if I did that," Natsu grumbled as he folded his arm.
The answer made Rayleigh guffawed at the young man's answer.
"Now then. If you're willing to share some of your fish with me, my wife can cook it. She's a great cook by the way," Rayleigh offered. He further studied Natsu's tethered clothing. "It looks like you been out here for a while and it look like you could use a bath."
Natsu's stomach growled. Loud enough for both of them to hear it. "Well, it'll be great to have a home cooked meal. I accept," Natsu took up the offer.
Rayleigh was glad Natsu accepted. It did his conscience some good to get a child to a safe haven; even if Natsu is capable of taking care of himself.
"By the way, you been camping out here?" Rayleigh asked.
"Yep."
"Do you need to get anything from your camp before we go?" Rayleigh asked.
"Nah, I already beat up the animals around here. They'll leave it alone," Natsu reassured as he picked up the fish over his shoulders. "Let's go."
"I see," Rayleigh tilted his glasses. He hid his expression of being impressed that the child subdued the creatures. "Well, then. Let's go."
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It was high noon. Natsu and Rayleigh had some candid conversation as they made their way to the enclave. The later part of the conversation was mostly one sided for Natsu. Natsu had talked endlessly on how amazing his father, Igneel, is.
Rayleigh couldn't help but smile. The kid's aura and demeanor reminded him so much of a certain pupil he once had.
"By the way, Natsu," Rayleigh said they scrolled down a gravel path through the forest. "There's another kid staying at my place. She's around your age."
"Okay, can't wait to meet her!" Natsu said enthusiastically. "What's her name? What's she like? Is she strong?"
Rayleigh chuckled at the series of questions.
"Her name is Tayuya, she have pink hair like you," Rayleigh answered. He thought a little bit about the last question. "I would say she's pretty strong."
Rayleigh noticed the slight gleam in Natsu's eyes. He was a little worried that Natsu might challenge her.
"I should warn you, she is very volatile and temperamental," Rayleigh stated. He hoped to scurry off any potential property damages and possibly to his young guest.
"Mmm… I didn't quite understand what you just said. All I know is that her name is Tayuya, she's strong, and I wanna fight her!" Natsu said excitedly.
"Oh, well. I tried," Rayleigh sighed. He can already tell that Natsu is the type to learn things the hard way. "Please, just make sure you two fight on the training ground."
"Sure thing. I can't wait!" Natsu gleamed.
After a little while, the two walked into a clearing that revealed a grassland. Right in the middle, stood a two story house with red brick sidings, and slate roofing. A small stream ran along the west side of the building. Between the waterway and house, a tall, busty woman with short hair was hanging clothes on the clothesline.
"Hey, Shakky!" Rayleigh greeted, with Natsu following behind.
Shakky, formally known as Shakuyaku, took a poof of her cigarette. "It's been a while, Rayleigh. Went on some business?"
"You can say that," Rayleigh laughed.
"Who's your little friend?" Shakky asked. She giggled as Natsu put down the fish. "He's a cute one."
"Hi, I'm Natsu!" Natsu waved. "I would shake your hand, but I smell like fish!"
Shakky smiled and got to eye level with the young man. Natsu blushed and fidgeted a little. He never had another human so up close to his face before. He couldn't help but notice the two round things underneath her shirt. It's… "intriguing" for some reason.
Rayleigh took notice and mused. The child really was raised by a dragon.
"It's alright, I'll be cooking the fish. I'll smell like fish either way," Shakky offered her hand. "I'm Shakuyaku, but you can call me Shakky."
"Okay, nice to meet you, Shakky," Natsu said a little meekly as he shook her hand.
"Little Natsu said he was raised by a dragon. You're probably the first woman he met," Rayleigh said, clearly amused.
"Oh, my," Shakky put a hand over her mouth.
"Yeah, I been trying to find Igneel for a while now," Natsu continued.
"Igneel?" Shakky asked.
"He's my father," Natsu slumped. "I been looking for him everywhere, but I can't find him."
"He's been looking for him for about a month now," Rayleigh further explained the situation. "Around these parts, no less."
"Oh, wow," Shakky commented. She knew how dangerous the area is. There were large, preparatory animals and bugs that will eat humans with no problem. Natsu must be strong; very strong.
"You must've been through a lot," Shakky said warmly. "Tell you what; how about I prepare you a bath, and then you eat some dinner. We'll talk all about it when you're well rested. Okay?"
"Okay!" Natsu perked up.
Shakky giggled. Natsu's attitude is infectious. "Rayleigh, would you mind skinning the fish for me?"
"Sure thing," Rayleigh gave a quick salute and took the fish to the back of the house.
"It'll be a little while before things get ready," Shakky stood up. "Feel free to look around, but don't go too far off. There's dangerous animals around here."
"Okay, thanks a lot, Shakky," Natsu thanked.
Shakky gave Natsu a quick peck on the forehead, and disappeared into the house. Natsu proceeded to walk around the perimeter. As he walked along the edges that separate the clear plain and dense forest, he picked up the scent, an extremely strong scent, of another human.
Natsu looked up. A girl brown eyes and pink hair that ran past her shoulders sat on a tree branch. She wore a tan tonic with a black singlet underneath. From what Rayleigh described, she must be Tayuya. It is up to Natsu to find out.
"Hey! Are you Tayuya?" Natsu waved at her.
Tayuya took a quick glance at the newcomer. She scowled and continue to look off into the distance. She completely ignored Natsu.
"Maybe she didn't hear me. Must be deaf," Natsu said to himself. He decided to raise his voice. "HEY! ARE YOU TAYUYA!?"
God, this kid is annoying. What in the fuck did Rayleigh bring home this time?
"Yeah, I'm fuckin' Tayuya," Tayuya answered tersely. "Who in the hell are you?"
"Fuck?" Natsu wondered to himself. He could've sworn that Igneel told him that was a bad word. Oh, maybe that's her full name! "Hi, Fuckin' Tayuya! I'm Natsu. Nice to meet you!"
Tayuya growled angrily. Was this kid retarded or something? Whatever it is, he sure got a death wish.
Natsu continued to wave his arms around. "I heard you were strong. I want to fight you!"
"No," Tayuya said plainly, still clearly pissed off. If it weren't for Rayleigh or Shakky, she'd knocked the kid out and leave him to the animals in the forest.
"Ah, come on!" Natsu asked again.
"No!"
"Please?"
There was no reply. Tayuya completely tuned him out. She was experiencing her first period, and was not in the fucking mood.
Natsu grumbled a bit. He really wanted to fight. Maybe another time, perhaps? He decided to change the subject. A subject he been most curious about since he met Shakky.
"Tayuya, you're a girl, right?"
Tayuya groaned. It's official: the kid's retarded. "Yes, leave me alone already!"
"Before I go, I have one more question," Natsu said.
Tayuya sighed. Okay. One more question, just one more question and the kid will leave her the fuck alone.
"What?"
"How come Shakky has these round things under her shirt and you don't?" Natsu asked. "How come you look flat?"
Tayuya's mouth gapped open. It was like hot daggers had pierced through her heart.
Her expression didn't went unnoticed by Natsu. He thought she was getting sick or something.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
She spat on his face.
Author's Note: I know it's a little unusual to give away the ending at the beginning. Then again, it's also not unusual for an author to not finish a story.
So, I decided to take the approach of walking the audience through the process of reaching the ending. If I never finish the story, at least you know the ending.