This is just the first part of the five-shot I did out of a song: Fairytale with Alexander Rybak. You know, the Norwegian boy who won Eurovision Song Contest year 2009? Anyhow, I love that song very much and never get tired of it! I can even play the song on my violin! ^^ Anyhow, onto the story! :3
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima does! XD
Enjoy!
~The Violinist~
-:Part 1 of 5:-
[10 years ago]
"'The big red dragon laid around the ashes of the so called tower. His big black eyes looking at the couple with sadness and anger.
He couldn't understand why the princess ran over to that silly prince, when he was the one who he protected. His treasure. His precious princess in the arms of their enemy. She had promised him to stay by his side forever. Yesterday she had made that vow, to never let some prick of prince take her away from him.
So why was she in the prince's arms? Why? Why? WHY?
"I declare Princess Gingasana saved from the beast!" the prince howled, his sword rising up into the air. The dragon ignored him. Instead his eyes searched inside Gingasana's, asking her why she was on his side?
Gingasana was afraid that the dragon would make a move towards the prince. Struggling in the man's arms she managed to escape out of the embrace. The prince looked at her with wide eyes.
"My dear, why you do this?" he asked her with knitted eyebrows.
Gingasana took a deep breath before answering him. "I made a vow to him to never leave him. I will keep that promise." she declared and turned around. Her back facing the shocked prince.
The dragon let out a whimper of happiness over the princess return. His wings flapping and tail swaying from side to side as she sat down in front of his big, scarred face.
"I'm sorry if I scared you." she whisper. "You know I won't leave you." her hand caressed the red, hard skin of his. Her hand felt so soft and fragile on his rough and battle wounded.
He let out a small snort when he saw tears slowly make their way down her face.
"Don't worry, it is tears of happiness." she said. Her hand whipping away the salty tears. "I love you, dragon." she and hugged him over his nose. The dragon closed his eyes, steam spurting out from his nostrils in answer.
'I love you too, my princess.' was what he wanted to tell her. The princess did understand even though he couldn't talk.
The prince watched the scene from afar. His sword hung down beside him. He closed his eyes, accepting the defeat of the dragon.
He recalled the words his mother had told him years ago.
"Love comes from the heart,"
"not from the force of marriage!"
Layla chuckled, closing the thick book.
"Lucy, what have I told you about finishing before I have?"
Her daughter, Lucy, pouted. Her brown eyes doing the puppy look. Layla laughed. Lucy jumped down from the big bed and opened a chest at the end of it. All kind of things were thrown out of it as the little girl searched through it.
"Look mama! I am a dragon!" Lucy roared, a dragon mask pulled over her face. "Roooaar!" slowly she stomped over to her mother, fingers spread out like claws.
"Oh no! The big scary dragon is after me! Save me!" Layla played along with her daughter. Lucy jumped up on the bed. Leaning over her mother, roaring one more time.
"I am going to eat you!" Layla laughed as Lucy took her wrist in her small hands, doing chewing sounds. "Taste like chicken! Bleh, dragon's hate chicken!" doing gagging sounds and turning away gave the chance to Layla. Carefully she sat up and held her arms wide open.
"Look out! The princess goes for revenge!" embracing her daughter into her arms she leaned backwards. Giggles and shrieks came from the little girl, her mother kissing her mask face.
"The princess is killing the dragon with kisses! Argh!" pretending to die, she quickly takes off the mask and hug her mother. "I love you mama."
"I love you more." Layla said, kissing her forehead.
"Mama?"
"Yeas, dear?"
"Do you think I will marry someone I truly love?" Layla smile saddened a little. "Mama-"
"It's up to you, but everything can't be like in the books. Do you understand me?"
Lucy gave a nod. Layla kissed her nose and rose up from the bed.
"Sleep now, my sweet princess." she said, tucking her daughter under the cover.
"Goodnight mama."
"Night, sweetheart."
Lucy closed her eyes, her dreams filled with dragons, pansy princes and towers with princesses in.
[Magnolia Kingdom, present time]
Lucy huffed angrily as she walked through the forest.
"I will never go back there! Not after what he did!" she said aloud for herself. Birds chirped and looked at her with curious black eyes. A squirrel fled away from the her feet and climbed up to the closest oak. Chattering after her angrily to watch her steps.
"Darn it all!" she screamed and kicked a big pebble away, her shoe kicking off from her foot by the force. "Oh no!" she panicked and ran after where it flied off to. Hearing a splash down a hill she groaned. Halfway down the small hill she tripped over a old root and rolled down the rest of the way.
Coming to a stop by the waterline, she saw her shoe lay halfway down in the clear seawater. Sighing in relief she took it up, holding it upside down. Drops of water joining the lake again, happy splashes confirmed the whole.
With a sigh she got up, the shoe in one hand. Walking along a trail she could already hear the sound of hoofs clatter on cobblestones. Children's happy laughter as they chased one another around the roads. Scaring one horse or some hens.
Once she was out of the woods she walked down the street to the very center of this town, the heart of Magnolia Kingdom. Her eyes came across a big crowd and a violin being played.
A street performer? she thought and scrolled over to the crowd. Tiptoeing was no use, she was too short. Looking around she found a stack of tree boxes. Climbing up her eyes widened at the sight of a boy, not older than her, play the most beautiful violin she ever had seen.
Soft yet rhythmic tones came from the strokes he made with the fiddle-bow. Looking over the boy she noticed that he was tall with an lean figure, clad in a chestnut brown tank with golden drawings, white and puffy pants, tucked inside a pair of brown boots with edges of gold and a scarf wrapped around his waist. A leather string hugged his left biceps and cow leather hidden wrists. Now for the rest. His hair was spiky and in the color of cherry red, or pink. Tan smooth skin and a perfectly shaped face with a small mouth and nose, squinty eyes with onyx black eyes and a matching pair of thin pink eyebrows.
Suddenly he stopped played and people gave confused looks towards each other.
Then he started playing again. The strength in the tones made the melody hard to not notice. Lucy's eyes widened slightly when he parted his lips and began singing.
"Years ago, when I was younger
I kinda liked, a girl I knew
She was mine, and we were sweethearts
That was then, but then it's true
I'm in love with a fairytale
Even though it hurts
'Cause I don't care if I lose my mind
I'm already cursed."
As he sang he paused with playing the violin. After he finished he began again. Moving around with rhythmic steps he made some children start to follow him inside the circle. She saw how a smile adorned his lips.
"Everyday, we started fighting
Every night, we fell in love
No one else, could make me sadder
But no one else, could lift me high above
I don't know, what I was doing
When suddenly, we fell apart
Nowadays, I cannot find her
But when I do, we'll get a brand new start."
Another pause of the singing, the violin filling in. The spectators began to clap their hands along with his playing.
"I'm in love, with a fairytale
Even though it hurts
Coz I don't care if I lose my mind
I'm already cursed."
Now he played even harder. Pressing down on the strings with such force that Lucy thought he might break the violin apart. Now women and men took one another and danced with each other. A pretty wild and uncontrolled dance together with the play of his violin.
"She's a fairytale, yeah
Even though it hurts
Coz I don't care if I lose my mind
I'm already cursed."
People cheered as he finished the song with one last stroke with the bow. Children laughed and clapped their hands as they ran over to their parents, getting some coins to give the performer.
Pinky, as she came to call him, fell down on one knee when a number of seven children came back to him with either silver or gold coins in their hands.
She could see how he said 'thank you' to them. Giving each child a hug and high-five.
"For how long are you planning on sitting up there?" startled by the voice she stared down, seeing Pinky stand below her with a raised brow. Looking around she saw that there was no crowd of children, women or men. "Helloo, I'm talking to you!"
She shook her head before looking back down to the boy. "Sorry, I was spacing out."
"I clearly noticed." the boy sighed, his eyes looking into hers. The look he gave made her blush by the intensity. With a smooth move he had his back facing Lucy.
"W-Wait!" she called after him. Jumping down the stack she landed hard, her balance out of control sending her falling face first to the hard road. Closing her eyes she waited for the pain.
But it never came.
Instead she found herself land in a pair of warm and strong arms, holding her close to a even warmer torso.
"You okay?"
"Yes and thank you." helping her stand up he crossed his arms with a laugh. "What?"
"You really are one weird woman." his chuckles was soft.
"I am not weird, I just lost my balance!" she stated, too, crossing her arms.
They stood there, looking at each other. Pinky were the first to break the silence.
"Anyway, I have to go." Lucy's arms dropped down beside her hips. She watched how Pinky got over to a fence there a black cloak, holding it up and put it on around his shoulders.
"Do you have a place to stay for the night?" the question came out before she could stop it. Pinky turned around with wide eyes.
"Are you offering me something here?"
Lucy scratched her cheek, her eyes looking at something else. "W-Well… I guessed you were homeless. I mean by the cloak and all…" looking up, she shrieked in shock of him standing a few inches away, his face close to her with a big grin.
"I gladly accept your offer." he said.
Lucy mentally slapped herself.
Now, how am I going to explain this to father? She thought, then she got an idea. "Come with me then." without much more thinking she took his hand and heading towards the forest, taking the shortcut to a very special place.
~õ~
Natsu hadn't expected to be offered to stay at someone's home. Never had that happened before, but he was happy for it. The night was cold and he wasn't so hip on sleeping under the stars again.
He have to thank this girl for offering a stay for him. Maybe he could buy her something as a thank-you-gift? He had collected enough money so he could do that and buy food.
Once she had stopped, they stood in front of a really cozy cottage with white facades and thatched roof. The door were surrounded with a thick layer of hops and hop cones.
"Cozy place you got." he said. Lucy nodded as she closed the door behind them. "Got any lights?" he asked.
"Just wait and I will get them." she said and walked over to a chest. Natsu looked after her, roaming her body-figure with his eyes.
He is lying if he said that she wasn't beautiful. Long blonde hair, slender body with curves in the right places, pretty brown eyes and almost pearl white skin. Well, that's what he could see of her with her clothes on.
Now for her clothes. She wore a frilly red dress in silk, strapless. But it looked like she had fallen before she got to the town. There were some mud covered spots on the dress and her arms.
"Here is some candles." looking over to her he smiled.
"Let me lit them for you." he offered and got over to the table.
"Do you have a tinderbox?"
"Nah, not really." he answered her with a mysterious smile. Lucy frowned.
"May I ask what you have instead of that?"
"Magic?"
Lucy's eyes widened. "M-Magic? Are you a magician?"
"Yes, but not the sort you think of." Lucy raised a brow. Natsu only smiled. "I am a fire mage."
"Fire mage?"
"Yup."
Lucy watched as he lit his hand on fire. She backed away a few steps. Natsu didn't miss it.
"Are you afraid of fire?" he asked her, decreasing the amount of flames till only his pointer finger were engulfed in fire.
"No, I was just a little surprised, that's all." she answered with a small smile.
The little bit of fire that were left after he had lit the candles disappeared with a silent hush from his lips.
"I will make a bed for you." she said to cut off the pregnant silent between them. Opening a wardrobe in oak she took out two futons. One with a blue cover, the other red. A pair of pillows were placed over the covers.
"You are a very kind person… uh…"
Lucy smiled. "Lucy. My name is Lucy."
"Ah, you are a very kind person, Lucy."
So, this is the first part of five ^^
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