Hello everyone! It's been a while since I last wrote something!
I have been inspired by the wonderful people who wrote such captivating fanfics, and this story here is my attempt to add more to the Fairy Tail archives~
Author's Note: I do not own Fairy Tail. That solely belongs to Mashima, but I am sure you guys know that.
He had happiness in his future.
A beautiful home.
A wonderful neighborhood.
Successful careers.
A little pet, raised by the two of them.
He and his wife.
Natsu considered himself lucky. He considered himself the luckiest bastard in the whole damn planet. It's not every day that someone can say that his beautiful wife was also their childhood friend. The bond between both was unbreakable, deep, and loving.
He was lucky to wake up seeing her face every single morning before the daily grind. Warm pancakes on a platter, syrup dripping on its golden planes, and a couple of servings of crisp bacon, please and thank you.
He was lucky to whisper I love you as they curled into the other's warmth late at night, their slick bodies entangled as their euphoric high dwindled into something pleasant.
He was lucky.
He was so lucky.
So then, why...?
Why did he have to hold her in her final moments?
Why did the other car not stop?
Why did she get the brunt of the crash, and he only had bruises?
Why?
She gave him a weak smile, and Natsu hated it. 'Why can you still smile? You're going to die, and here you are, calm and smiling.'
"Hey, you dummy," she said softly. "Keep frowning like that and... y-your face will get stuck."
A sob broke out of him. He pressed his hand on hers, ignoring the blood. He took a steady breath, but it barely calmed him.
"Hold on," he murmured anxiously. "Just hold on."
She glanced at their entwined fingers, her smile a bit bigger.
"I think I am doing a good job there. Surprised that... t-that I can still hold you."
"Hold on."
A little giggle.
"Genius, I-"
She coughed, blood coming out of her mouth, some of it dribbling down her lips. Natsu tensed, eyes wide. He shifted her in his arms as best as he could, trying to make her more comfortable. She closed her eyes, pain evident on her face, before relaxing once more, smile in place.
"I can still hold your... your fingers... I can still s-still talk to you..."
She looked at him.
"So please... don't feel sad. Don't-"
"Easy to ask, Lis," he growled. "Do you honestly expect me to smile now? Do you think I am just going to get over this?"
"Natsu..."
"I love you."
He nuzzled her, giving her kisses on her cheek. He did his best to ignore the blood.
"So hold on, Lis. Just hold on a little longer."
A moment of silence.
I already called them. They should be here by now.
He looked everywhere, ignoring the other car, ignoring the beautiful day. He wanted to see the ambulance speeding down the road, ready to take his beloved and heal her, get her better, send her home so they can keep their happy life intact.
Why?
Why did this happen?
"Natsu."
He turned his head to her, worry reaching a new peak when he saw her eyes were closed. Lisanna took a deep breath, speaking as clearly as she could.
"I will always love you. I will always cherish you. I will always keep you in my heart..."
She lightly squeezed his fingers, opening her eyes one more time.
"I promise you, forevermore..."
Her body became limp.
Her eyes were still open.
A wordless cry erupted from the man. He immediately drew her close, hugging her tightly, crying his lament to the clear skies.
He screamed, feeling like his very heart was torn out.
He screamed and screamed, cursing the beautiful day, cursing the heavens, cursing the being who made this day hell.
It wasn't until a few minutes later until the ambulance arrived, but at that point, he was curled into a ball, his woman held tightly to his chest.
He had happiness in his future.
A beautiful home.
A wonderful neighborhood.
Successful careers.
A little pet, raised by the two of them.
He and his wife.
Natsu looked outside, dark circles around his eyes. He was looking at his neighbors and their kids. He scowled slightly, eyes narrowed.
I won't ever have that.
He looked at the children playing with their pets, the parents laughing and smiling with joy.
Maybe I don't care anymore.
He looked at their ideal homes and gleaming cars, washed in the sunny day.
Maybe I never needed it.
"Natsu."
He turned from the happy sights, shutting the blinds. His home was dark, with hardly any light. He immediately walked over to her and smiled.
She smiled back, arms held open.
He went to her, and then felt the gentlest of hugs.
"I will always love you. I will always cherish you. I will always keep you in my heart. Now, and forevermore."