AN: A story based off Celine Dion's 'It's All Coming Back To Me Now'?! How original! Okay, not really, and I'm sure there a millions of stories out there with this basic plot line. Anywho, be prepared for intense NaLu fluff! I sure hope you're prepared, otherwise you'd prolly get a faceful of fluff, and I'd be in trouble because you weren't ready for it! So, get ready for it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail, but with the amount of plotlines I have for fiction, I really wish I did. Also, I do not own this beautiful and amazing song. The wonderful and great Celine Dion does.

It's All Coming Back To Me Now

Chapter 1

~There were moments of gold and there were flashes of light. There were things I'd never do again but then they'd always seemed right~

"My name is Lucy Heartfilia. It's very nice to meet you." The young girl curtsied to her new neighbors. Before rising, she glanced up at her parents, pleased that they beamed down at her. She knew they were only showing her off as the perfect child to the new neighbors and their children. She stood and turned a bright smile to the two children in front of her.

The little blue haired toddler grasped her mother's skirt, hiding her face behind the fabric. Lucy wondered why the girl was hiding from her. But she didn't get a chance to ask; the blue haired girl's older brother stepped in front of his little sister and grabbed Lucy's hand, shaking it as vigorously as a six-year-old could.

"Hi, I'm Natsu!" the boy exclaimed. Lucy pulled her hand from the boy's grasp, rubbing her arm. She had tried so hard to keep her little child composure, but she was still just a child, and she couldn't stop herself from what she said next.

"You have pink hair!" she gasped. "Are you a girl or something?"

Natsu blinked at her for a second. Lucy heard her father clear his throat and her mother gasped her name from behind her, and she immediately became ashamed of herself. Come on, Lucy! she thought to herself. You've been taught better than that!

At first she thought she hurt the boy's feelings, but he puffed his cheeks and crossed his arms over his chest. She felt her cheeks blush slightly and she opened her mouth to apologize, but the boy cut her off.

"It's not pink," he said in a matter of fact tone. He pointed to his hair. "It's actually called 'salmon'. Pink and salmon are completely different, Luigi."

"That is not my name!" she shouted, stomping her foot on the grass. She clenched her fists at her sides. Her mother stepped closer to her, ready to interfere should her daughter move to hit the poor boy, but she stopped.

Natsu patted Lucy on the head, a big goofy grin on his face. "We're going to be best friends," he declared. He glanced up at his parents, throwing his arm around the girl's shoulders. "Can Lucy spend the night?" he asked.

The grown-ups laughed, but Lucy blushed harder. Again, she was only a child of five, but she wouldn't be caught dead sleeping in a boy's room. That was just gross. Boys had cooties.

~.~

A now fifteen-year-old Lucy smiled softly. For some reason the memory of their first meeting had popped into her head, but it stopped her from shoving a certain pink haired intruder out of her bed.

Ah, who was she kidding? That cretin never had a sense of personal space. She climbed onto her bed and sat facing the snoring boy. She put her feet against his stomach and pushed as hard as she could, sending the boy tumbling to the ground.

The boy jumped up, fists raised in a battle-ready stance, quickly glancing around the room. "Don't worry, Lushi! I'll protect you!"

She couldn't help but giggle at his appearance. His spiky hair was more spiky due to his short nap, and he had a bit of drool dripping from his mouth. His eyes were barely open as he started swinging randomly.

"Natsu, you jerk!" She put on her best angry face before he could fully focus. "Why were you sleeping in my bed?" She sat up on her knees, placing her fists on her hips.

The boy lowered his fists and scratched the back of his head, letting out a big yawn, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. "I came to check on you, but you were in the bath." He sat back down, rubbing his face. "But you took too long and I just fell asleep."

The girl blinked. "Check on me? Why?"

He smiled at her. "Well, it was only last week that you got the news." He turned his body so he was fully facing her, watching her closely as she relaxed her body, her face dropping in sadness. "Tonight is the first night your parents are at the hospital, so I didn't want you spend the night alone."

She sniffed. She had been doing her best to stay busy, keeping her mind on anything other than…

Natsu grabbed onto Lucy as she fell onto him, tears freely falling from her eyes, her sobs choking her. To be honest, she hadn't allowed herself a chance to cry yet. She didn't want her parents to worry about her, no matter how much they told her it was okay for her to cry. Now that they were gone, she felt she could finally let go.

Natsu gently rubbed circles on her back. Of course the news hit everyone hard, not only for Lucy and her family but for his family as well. The Heartfilias and Dragneels were close ever since his family moved into the house next to hers. In fact, it was a stroke of luck that his family was able to afford living in such a pristine neighborhood in the first place. Never in his life did he believe his family would move into a gated, private community. However, it was the best thing that ever happened to him.

He and Lucy grew up together. She was like a sister to him, and he loved her dearly. So when the news of Layla's sickness got to his family, the first thing he did was run to her. Lucy had claimed to be okay, but he knew she was only trying to stay strong for everyone else. He couldn't imagine how he or his little sister would feel if they were told that their mother only had a few weeks to live. Even so, Layla was like his aunt, and he had cried for her.

Tonight wasn't the first time he'd snuck into Lucy's room. The pair had been sneaking into each other's houses every night since they first met, neither of them being able to stand being apart from the other. When they were children their mothers used to joke that they'd be married. The two of them had thought that disgusting, but as they grew older, Natsu vowed that he'd do everything in his power to make sure Lucy was happy - and if that meant that he had to marry her, then he'd do it.

Now, though, he just had to be there for his friend. He would be with her every step of the way until she decided that she didn't need him anymore.

"N-Natsu," she hiccuped, grabbing tightly onto his shirt. "I'm so scared."

He gently lowered them on her bed, pulling the blanket over them, and pulling her close.

"I don't want to lose her."

"I know, Lucy," he whispered, nuzzling the top of her head with his nose. "No one does."

"What am I going to do without her?"

He didn't know how to answer her without sounding insensitive.

"It's not fair. She's a good person! She beautiful and loving, and it's just not fair!"

He gently pulled away from her and looked down at her. "Lucy." He tried to wipe her tears from her cheeks. "She is beautiful and loving. She is a very good person. And God sees that in her. He loves her so much that he wants her to join him in his angel army."

The girl blinked up at him.

"Natsu?" She sniffed, and she slowly broke out into a smile. "Who did you steal that from? That's too sappy even for you."

He pulled her against him again, hiding the fact that he was blushing. "I know, but it's the truth. Just remember that she's going to be the best angel in the history of forever."

Lucy sighed and smiled against his chest. "Thank you," she breathed. She wiped her tears on his shirt and relaxed, letting sleep over come her.

~.~

~There were nights when the wind was so cold, that my body froze in bed if I just listened to it right outside the window.~

One week later, the pair of them stood side by side, quietly staring down at the gravestone. Lucy had clung onto him during the whole service, holding onto him as if he was her lifeline. If she let go, she didn't know if she could keep her composure. Not that anyone would blame her, but she had to keep her strength. She had to show her mother and her father that she was strong, that, even though part of her world was in that ground with her mother, she would live on.

"Natsu," she breathed, tightening her hold on him. "Don't ever leave me."

He looked down at her. Her soft brown eyes stared at her mother's name engraved in the stone. She had lost her mother, one of the few people whom she really cared for and loved. Sure, she still had a father, but that man turned into a mess when they had first received word about her mother. He was barely in her life before, but how would the man act now? The only other people Lucy cared for as much as her mother was Natsu and his family.

He hugged her, holding her tightly against his chest. He felt her shiver as she suppressed another urge to cry. He hadn't seen her cry since that night she was alone. Why wouldn't she cry?

"I'll never leave your side," he promised.

She pulled away from him, staring up into his eyes. Silent tears trailed down her cheeks. Without warning, she threw her arms around his neck and pulled him to her, crashing her lips onto his. His eyes widened, unsure of the situation. Lucy was kissing him? Why was she doing that? He never once thought they had that sort of relationship. Maybe it was the mixture of emotions she was feeling from her mother passing away and those hormones that he learned about in school?

The most important question was: What did he do now?

~.~

~There were nights of endless pleasure, it was more than all your laws allow.~

The teens stood inches apart in Lucy's room. Natsu was still unsure what they were doing, but he promised to be there for her, and, if this is what she needed, then he would oblige. He was still a little worried about her that she still hadn't cried yet, and he figured that was what she needed to do now, instead of what she wanted in that moment.

Slowly, her eyes never wavering from his face, she undressed herself. Natsu felt his face flush tomato red as heat rose up his body. His heart thundered in his chest and he could swear that he was sweating. His eyes watched her hands as they moved about, taking her clothes off. For only fifteen, she had an amazing body - he wasn't going to deny that - but he had spent so much time convincing himself that she was more of a sister to him so that he wouldn't be affected by her body.

Well, he was getting affected now. He clenched his fists at his sides, suddenly overcome with the need to touch, but still in mind that he probably shouldn't. Just because she was undressing in front of him, and just because she was doing this so they could...sleep together (the thought made him blush even harder)...he didn't want her to get angry and hit him. He wanted her to set the pace. This night was for her, not so much for himself, though he knew he was going to enjoy himself.

His eyes roamed her body as she stood stark naked in front of him. He felt a mixture of emotions ranging from nervous to excited to scared to happy. He looked up at her face and was able to sober up a little. Her eyes were puffy from silent tears, her cheeks were bright red, and her face was turned to the side. If someone were to walk in the room in that moment and saw them, they'd probably come to the conclusion that he was forcing her to do this...at least that's what her face portrayed - she really didn't look comfortable.

"L…Lucy?" His throat had suddenly gone dry, and he tried clearing it, but it wasn't helping.

She glanced up at him, shivering slightly. He couldn't tell if it was from her being cold or being scared.

"Y-you don't have to do this if you don't w-want to," he whispered.

She smiled slightly at him. "Do you?"

He shook his head. "It's not about what I want. It's just that, after today, I don't want you to jump into anything that you'll regret later."

She grabbed his hand, pulling his fingers straight. She gently ran her own fingers along his palm, instantly calming him down. He loved when she did that to him. He took a deep breath, his body relaxing from her ministrations.

Instead of letting go of his hand, though, she pressed his palm to her breast. His heartbeat quickened at once, and he thought he was going to die of a heart attack. His mouth fell open as she pressed his hand harder onto her. His eyes widened as he stared at their hands, and he wasn't sure if his body would last much longer. He used his free hand to adjust his pants. Looking up to her face, he was surprised to see how close she suddenly was.

Smiling, she brought her free hand to rest against the back of his neck.

"I won't," she breathed, pulling him in for another heated kiss.

~.~

AN: So, how rude of me to start this story all sad and stuff. But, don't worry, it gets much better. (Was that sarcasm? Or not? I won't tell...) So, my original plan was to type out their first love-making scene together, but then I remembered that Lucy is fifteen and Natsu is sixteen, and then I started to become super uncomfortable, and I decided to end it there. Also, before anyone gets all, "Lady, you're working on three other stories, and you have the balls to post another one?!" I feel like I have to confess that this is another short one (please see 'Something' for something short and fluffy), and it's already finished. I will post the next chapters depending on the amount of feedback/follow/faves I get. Now, then, I bid thee all good night. :) And I will see you next time!