*Alright, so this is an idea I had while watching Lilo and Stitch (I love it so much). I thought about it for a while and talked to some people about it, and decided that I was going to write it! I really hope you guys like it!

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"This is the final decision of your queen! All Exceed eggs will be taken and sent to another planet to fulfill a mission that will be implanted in their brains by the Queen herself!"

And so it was, all the unborn exceeds were taken from their parents and sent through time and space to a planet far, far away from their planet of origin. However, there was an error in the delivery, and an unknown number of eggs slipped away. The Grand Council has dedicated a special task force to finding them, but as of yet have had no luck.

One of the escaped eggs made it's way to a water planet known to it's inhabitants as "Earth" and landed on a small island called Hawaii.

Natsu was running as fast as he could, fumbling with his dancers uniform as he went. It probably would have been easier to do if he weren't dripping wet, but that wasn't his fault! He had to feed Pudge the fish or else! It wasn't his fault Zeref had forgotten to buy more Peanut Butter! In fact, it was now all Zeref's fault he was late to his fire dancing class.

Natsu was only little, so they hadn't given him any fire yet, so basically he was learning traditional hula dances and stuff, but he was sure that he would get to twirl fire soon! Zeref had promised him he would get too, which meant he definitely would! Natsu and Zeref's dad had been a famous fire dancer, and Natsu wanted to be just like him. Zeref told him if he went to all his lessons and practiced a lot he would grow up and be just like their dad!

As Natsu slipped inside the back window (he was good at climbing and didn't want to be caught coming in late) he reminded himself he had to work hard. Ever since their parents died Zeref had been working hard to support them, and Natsu knew that the classes cost money. Natsu didn't really know how much because Zeref wouldn't tell him, but he knew they didn't have much, which meant he had to get extra good that way he could make lots of money so Zeref wouldn't have to worry so much.

Natsu hid behind the curtain, waiting for the opportune moment to sneak in. Finding it, he hurried out onto the stage, hoping that no one would notice he was still soaking wet. In no time he was in formation, right in the middle of the front line with the rest of the kids. Even though they were only a few moves before the end, Natsu nailed the rest of it. That is, until Gray Fullbuster slipped in the water that had dripped off of Natsu and brought the rest of the boys with him.

"Cut! Cut!" Makarov, the teacher, called. "Natsu," he said, sounding exhausted, "why are you all wet?"

"It's sandwich day!" Natsu replied.

"What?"

"I'm late because i had to take Pudge the fish a peanut butter sandwich!"

"Pudge is a fish?"

"Yeah, and every Wednesday I take him a peanut butter sandwich, but we were all out of peanut butter! My brother told me to just give him a tuna sandwich but I can't do that!" Natsu lowered his voice to a whisper, "do you know what tuna is?"

"Ah, fish?"

"EXACTLY!" Natsu shouted, "IF I GAVE PUDGE TUNA I'D BE AN ABOMINATION!"

"Why is this so important to you Natsu?"

"Pudge controls the weather."

There was a moment of silence that often happened when Natsu made observations like that. It was a loud silence that weighed heavily on his eardrums, even though it only lasted a moment.

"You're crazy," Gray said. Natsu spun around on the spot, snarling in a threatening way that shouldn't have been possible for a child his size, but probably had something to do with his oversized canines. It was in this exact moment that Gray Fullbuster realized that he had screwed up.

Natsu launched himself at Gray, and started punching and pulling at every inch of the boy he could find. Gray threw up and arm to defend himself, and Natsu promptly sank his teeth into it. Gray was shouting and kicking too, but suddenly hands wrapped themselves around Natsu's stomach and he was dragged off of Gray by Makarov. Gray scrambled to his feet and hurried to stand by his brother Lyon, who looked as ready to kill as a five year old had any right to.

"I'm sorry!" Natsu cried. "I won't do it again, I promise!"

"Natsu…"

"I'll be good! I just wanna dance, I practiced!"

"I think we should call your brother."

"But I practiced!"

Natsu was sequestered on the porch for the rest of the class, and the rest of the boys completely ignored him when they burst through the door and down the stairs. He heard floorboards creak and felt a presence by his side.

"I called your brother," Makarov said gently. "He want's you to wait here on the porch for him, okay?" Natsu didn't respond. He merely sniffed and looked away. Makarov sighed and left, leaving Natsu to his thoughts.

The fight hadn't been his fault! Gray had been asking for it for making fun of Pudge! Natsu couldn't help it if he'd lost his temper! But still… he had missed the rest of the class, even though he was supposed to be working extra hard to be sure that he would be able to help his brother some day. Guilt weighed down on him, his brother worked hard for him, and Natsu seemed to mess up everything he touched. "I bet Zeref wishes he had a better younger brother…"

Natsu got to his feet and began wandering after Gray and the others, Zeref would want him to apologize.

Zeref sighed and hung up the phone.

"What's the matter, Zeref?" Mavis asked, noting his subdued demeanor.

"Natsu got into another fight," He said, pulling on his shirt. He'd just finished his shift. He was a fire dancer at one of those big resorts. It didn't pay all that well, but the tips were good, and it made him feel closer to his father, not to mention during his shifts he could bring Natsu and the kid could sit and watch, mesmerized, all night. He had an odd fascination with fire. Mavis was the waitress he'd been crushing on, but hadn't been able to ask out because he was too busy trying to take care of his little brother.

"Another one? Was it Gray again?"

"I think so. Apparently the kid called Natsu crazy for taking that fish sandwiches, and Natsu got mad."

"He insulted Pudge? No wonder Natsu got angry enough to hit him." Zeref shook his head.

"I wish Natsu would learn to control his temper better though." Mavis placed a hand on his shoulder.

"He's just having trouble adjusting. You're doing your best Zeref, things will get better, I'm sure."

"Thanks, Mavis," he replied, placing a his hand over hers. "I have to go now, I'll see you around."

"Bye, Zeref! Tell Natsu I said hi!"

"Will do!"

"Stay away from me, freak!" Gray said, crossing his arms. "Why would I accept your apology?"

"Yeah, you bit him!" Lyon said. The boys marched off together, leaving Natsu standing alone in the forest, the sudden quiet weighing heavily on him. He hated the quiet, quiet was when people were thinking things too mean to say. Sadly, he turned and began to make his way home, forgetting that he was supposed to be waiting on Zeref.

"No, no, no," Zeref mumbled, staring at the empty porch. "Natsu, you were supposed to wait for me here! You had better be home!" Zeref started sprinting in that direction as fast as he could.

The social worker was coming today, and everything had to be perfect or else Zeref might lose Natsu. The social worker absolutely could not get there before Zeref and find Natsu alone. No doubt Natsu had gotten into all sorts of mischief without him there. Oh no, Zeref thought, what if he's found the matches again. No matter where Zeref hid them Natsu always seemed to find them, it was almost like he could smell them.

He ran across the street without looking and was almost hit by a black sedan. Zeref kicked the bumper in frustration. Didn't this person understand he didn't have time to nearly die? He had to get home before his brother burnt the house down.

"Watch it, moron!"

He kept running as fast as he could in that direction, making it home in minutes. He sighed in relief when he reached the bottom of the stairs to their front door and heard Elvis blaring loudly. Natsu is home, and I don't see any smoke. Thank God. He climbed the steps to his front door, then turned the knob, but the door didn't budge. Dammit.

Zeref laid down and pushed his head through the dog door, looking around. He spotted his brother lying on the floor next to their record player, striking matches and watching them burn, then dropping them.

"Natsu Dragneel you open this door right now!"

"Leave me alone to die." Natsu continued to strike matches and watch them burn, refusing to drop them until they burnt alarmingly close to his fingertips.

"Natsu! Be careful! You'll hurt yourself!" Zeref cried. "How did you find those anyway?" Natsu didn't reply. Zeref rolled his eyes and groaned in frustration. He stuck his arm through the dog door and stretched as far as he could, flipping the deadbolt. That was when he noticed the nails. "Are you kidding me, Natsu? You nailed the damn door shut?"

He grabbed the hammer and began wrenching the nails out of the door.

"Natsu. I. Swear. To God. When I get in there." He was in a really bad position to get the nails, it was hard to get leverage from all the way down here. "I'm going to put you in the blender, press puree, and use you as lighter fluid for my next show!"

The world moved and Zeref wasn't half in the house anymore, he was laying on the ground looking up at a man in a black suit carrying a suitcase. Zeref gulped. The man raised his eyebrows, and Zeref climbed to his feet, a sinking feeling filling his gut.

"Uh, hi! You must be the Social Worker."

"I'm the moron."

"Oh, oh." Now he really had a sinking feeling. "I'm so sorry, I was just in a rush, and If I had known who you were I would never… I can pay for that."

"It's a rental."

"Oh."

"Are you going to invite me inside?"

"I thought we could sit out here and talk," Zeref said, gesturing with the hammer. Then, realizing what he was doing, he dropped it out of sight, laughing nervously.

"I don't think so."

"Right, um, this way then." He gestured weakly. Zeref walked to the side of the porch and vaulted himself over the railing. He could practically feel the social worker making negative notes about him. A heavy ball of dread had formed in his chest. He finally made it to the door, his heart sinking with every broken surfboard and old window screen he passed. But everyone had a little junk in their yard right? It wasn't that big of a deal. A little voice in the back of his head told him that not everyone had social workers coming to visit to see if they were capable of taking care of their little brothers. DAMMIT. The back door was locked too.

"Uh, wait here," Zeref said, another nervous laugh escaped him and he walked around the side of the house and broke a window. He winced at the loud sound of breaking glass. He was sure the social worker wouldn't like that. On his way to the back door he tripped over a few things (he was chronically clumsy) and turned off Natsu's music. He reached the door at last and opened it, panting slightly.

"Lemonade?" He asked.

I'm doomed, Zeref thought as he walked into the kitchen and saw the mess Natsu had made, including a drawing he had done of himself labeled "me alone." Zeref backed up against the fridge and crumpled it in his fist, stuffing it into his back pocket.

"I never leave Natsu alone," he said, "except for just now of course, but I just had to run to the store and, ahh!" He looked over to see...something… burning on the stove. He rushed over and shut it off.

"You let your brother use the stove?"

"No, of course not, he knows he's not supposed too, but sometimes he just doesn't listen, you know how kids are," Zeref voice had raised an entire octave due to nerves, and he really hoped that the social worker hadn't noticed.

"Are you saying you can't control your brother?" He asked.

"Ah, no, of course not!" Even though this man wasn't imposing in stature, Zeref couldn't help but be intimidated. This man could have Natsu taken away from him. "Natsu, dear, come in here." A few seconds passed in which Zeref sent a prayer to any god that might be listening that his brother would do as he was told. When Zeref heard his feet padding their way towards the kitchen Zeref visibly relaxed.

"Are you dying?" Natsu asked when he entered the room, looking confused.

"Of course no- wait, what?"

"You only call me dear when something is wrong."

"I-don't be silly sweetie. This is the social worker," he said, trying to change the subject. Natsu had a short attention span anyway.

"What's your name?" Natsu asked, turning his eyes towards the man. Diversion tactics were a success, Zeref thought.

"My name is Erik," he said, extending his hand. Natsu turned his head to look at the back of his hand instead of shaking it.

"Your knuckles say Cobra. Cobra Erik. That's a really big scar on your eye, did you have to wear an eyepatch ever?" Erik did not respond. "Did you ever kill anyone?"

Zeref face palmed.

"We're getting off subject. Are you happy?" Natsu smiled wide and launched into the speech Zeref had taught him. He was surprised how smoothly it went until that one fatal word slipped out of Natsu's mouth.

"And I get disciplined?" Zeref's heart fell into his shoes. Oh no.

"Yeah! Sometimes five times a day! With bricks!" Cold. Zeref felt very cold all of a sudden.

"Ahahaha," his laugh sounded unnatural even to him. "That's enough sugar for you." He placed a hand over Natsu's mouth to keep the brat from ruining everything and quelled under the look Erik was giving him.

Erik made his way to the door, and Zeref followed him, feeling his nerves grating.

"Just in case you were wondering," Erik said, "this did not go well. You have three days to change my mind." Zeref felt like crying as the door shut, but when it thudded to a close, Zeref was consumed with rage. He rounded on Natsu, who was standing in the hall. There were three seconds of silence before it started.

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" Natsu screamed, scrambling out of Zeref's reach.

"Get back here, Natsu!" Zeref chased after him, and actually managed to catch him, but released him when Natsu licked his arm. "Ew, Natsu!" He got to his feet and chased after Natsu again, though After a few twists and turns Zeref lost sight of him, so he stopped and waited. Right on queue, he heard the dryer door open, then close again. He rolled his eyes and walked into the laundry room, laying down a blanket in front of the dryer.

He quietly climbed on top, then opened and closed the back door, then waited. After a few seconds Natsu opened the dryer door and climbed out, peering around carefully. Zeref climbed down behind him then snatched up the four corners of the blanket, bringing Natsu with them. He could hear Natsu growling from within, but he ignored him until he laid the blanket out on the living room floor and Natsu tried to escape again. Zeref grabbed his arm to keep him from going anywhere.

"Look at me Natsu!" He said, "What were you thinking, saying that stuff to the social worker? Do you wanna get taken away? Do you understand what's going on?"

"NO!" Natsu screamed.

"No you don't understand?"

"NOO!"

"NO WHAT?"

"NOOO!" With that, it seemed, Natsu was finished. He threw himself onto the ground and continued mumbling.

"Ugh, you're such a pain," Zeref groaned. Natsu leapt to his feet.

"WELL IF I'M SUCH A PAIN MAYBE YOU SHOULD SELL ME AND BUY AN IGUANA INSTEAD!"

"AT LEAST THE IGUANA WOULD BEHAVE BETTER THAN YOU!"

"AND IT WOULD BE SMARTER," Natsu continued, now climbing the stairs to his room.

"AND QUIETER!"

"AND YOU WOULD LIKE IT 'CAUSE IT WOULD BE UGLY LIKE YOU!" Natsu entered his room and slammed the door. Zeref marched over to the couch and picked up a pillow and screamed into it.

Once he'd vented his frustration the guilt and dread set back in. That visit had gone badly, really badly. He'd also yelled at Natsu, when he was probably still upset about what had happened at class that day. Zeref sat on the couch and rested his head on his knees, tears prickling his eyes. What was he supposed to do, how could he convince the social worker he wasn't a complete idiot. Mom, dad, what do I do?

There was a knock at Natsu's door, and Zeref poked his head in the door. Natsu noticed his eyes seemed a little red, but he ignored it. It wasn't unusual for Zeref to cry. Mavis said he was "emotionally fragile," but never when Zeref was around. Natsu had a feeling Zeref wouldn't like to be called that.

"Hey," he said, smiling faintly, "I brought you some pizza in case you were hungry." Natsu didn't respond, so Zeref set it on the bedside table.

"We're a broken family aren't we?" Zeref's expression softened.

"Maybe a little, but as long as we have each other, that's all that matters."

"I like you better as a brother than a dad." Zeref opened his mouth to respond, but Natsu continued talking, "and you like me better as a brother than an iguana, right?" Zeref felt his heart break, his guilt multiplying instantly.

"Hey, hey, of course I do." Zeref climbed into Natsu's bed and pulled Natsu into his lap, cradling him close to his chest.

"I hit Gray Fullbuster today."

"I know."

"And then I bit him."

"You bit him? Oh Natsu…"

"Are you disappointed in me?"

"I was at first, but I know you're trying you're best. I'm sorry I yelled at you."

"That's okay, I know you're trying your best too." They were quiet for a few minutes, then Natsu jumped suddenly and reached for the bedside table. He snatched up his camera and handed it to Zeref.

"OH! My camera is full again!" He turned his head to look at the photo's he had already taped up and continued in a hallowed whisper. "Aren't they beautiful?" Zeref looked up at the wall of photos, slightly concerned. Natsu only took pictures of fire and dragons, or things that reminded him of them.

Dear God, he thought, my little brother is going to grow up to be an arsonist isn't he?

*A/N- Alright, so this chapter was a little heavy, but what did you think of it? I don't know how true to the plot this is going to be, but anyone who watches the movie as often as I do noticed I did some direct quotes. I may actually just cut out Jumba and Pligly and just make this a cute fluff story about Zeref and Natsu (and Mavis). I'm not sure yet, however, so maybe if I figure something out we'll have the aliens after all (probably not). Let me know what you think about this crossover in the comment section, I always love hearing back from readers about my stories!