A/N: Hello! Here, I'll mainly post drabbles of things, and maybe occasionally one-shots. Could be of anything or anyone, so I'll change the rating as I keep posting, if new posts calls for it. As of now, it's rated K.

Anyway, I was feeling a little angsty so I wrote this. The prompt was: Lucy mourning over a dead Natsu. This is part one. I'll write the end later. :)

Note: this is unedited.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail in any way. I don't even own the story prompt. However, if I do get around to explaining the causes of the story, then those ideas are mine. :)

It was quiet. They were in the middle of a forest, in his little ivy covered brick house, and there were no sounds coming from the outside or inside, except the shallow gasps that came from the pink haired dragon slayer and the harsh, uneven breaths that came from his best friend. His partner in crime had fallen asleep at his side, blue fur matted, ears drooping. Happy looked so tired and small, curled up against Natsu's heavily blanketed form. His team and a few other guild members were crowded in his house, outside his room.

Lucy's hands covered her mouth, to mask the hiccups and heavy breaths that had been accompanied by a river of tears. Her eyes were red, her cheeks were stained with tears, her hair was a mess and her clothes were rumpled. She didn't care about her appearance anymore. She didn't care about anything anymore, not when he was like this.

She lifted her eyes from the ground to his sleeping form. Even when unconscious, he looked so pained. His face was so pale, despite his tan. His cheeks were hollowed out and there were dark circles under his eyes. He too looked much too tired. Lucy could see that his body was thin and weak, under all the layers of blankets. Even his pink hair has lost its bright colour.

The image of the person he once was had deteriorated. His bright presence had disappeared. It's been days since they've seen his blinding, contagious grin. His wild pink hair limply splayed out on his pillow. The red Fairy Tail emblem that he had been so proud of stood out too much against the pale skin of his shoulder. The only familiar sight in the picture before her was his prized, white scarf wrapped around his neck. Only, it wasn't white anymore. It was black, with the slightest hint of deep purple.

Even though she couldn't see his body, Lucy knew it was covered with deep wounds, imbued with so much dark magic that prevented even Wendy from healing it. She knew there were deep, red lacerations everywhere. She couldn't even begin to imagine pain he was in.

As she watched him, his head shifted towards her marginally. Natsu grimaced in his uneasy slumber and his lips pulled back to bare sharp fangs in a pained scowl. Lucy smiled sadly. Even now, he was still fighting. At least that much hasn't changed. Nothing could take away his fighting spirit.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, revealing bloodshot green eyes. They frantically searched the room, before locking onto Lucy's eyes as she rose from the chair beside his bed. He cautiously opened his mouth and said, "Lucy, it hurts."

Another wave of tears threatened to spill. They gathered in her eyes, clouding her vision as she sat down on the edge of the bed and caressed Natsu's face in her hands. His pain filled eyes never left hers. She wanted to look away from the myriad of emotions that were displayed in his once bright green eyes, to stop the torrent of emotions rising in her once again, but she couldn't.

"I know, Natsu, I know," she whispered. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Now, the tears poured down her cheeks, splattering onto the blankets.

He offered her a weak smile. "S'okay, Lucy. You didn't do anything wrong." He coughed, his frail body shaking violently. Specks of blood appeared on the blankets and more was to be found around his mouth.

Lucy worriedly searched his face for any sign of change. He pushed away her concerns and tried to sit up. "Lucy, I –"

"No! Don't talk!"

"Let me finish, Luce. I… I'm gonna die. I don't got anything left in me to fight anymore. I'm sorry, Lucy." He paused to catch his breath. When he looked back up at her, his eyes, though tired, burned with a dying flame of determination. "I want… you to take –" He coughed again, but this time, the force of it shook his entire body. More blood splattered on the once snow white blankets. He pushed her hand away and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Streaks of dark red blood coated his hand. "Take care of Happy… please. He needs someone to… to… look after… him."

"No, please…" Lucy sobbed, her soft, broken pleas lost to Natsu's nearly deaf ears, despite his dragon slayer hearing.

"I'm sorry, Lucy, I really am… sorry…" His eyes began to dim, his breathing becoming fast and shallow.

Then he uttered one last phrase that utterly tore her heart apart before smiling gently and sighing in resignation.

Her eyes opened impossibly wide.

"NATSUUUUUUU!"

A/N: I hope that turned out alright. I still haven't gotten the hang of writing characters in character... working on that. If they're a bit OOC, then please let me know! Thanks!