[A/N: This story is based off Disney's The Lion King]
[Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail or The Lion King, I just own this story]
CHAPTER 1: A PRINCE IS BORN
The entire Kingdom of Magnolia was in celebration, the citizens were all waiting patiently outside King Igneel's palace, for his wife; Grandine, had just given birth to their first son and the kingdoms first heir. They were all there in the hopes of catching a glimpse of the new crowned prince when he was to be presented to the public. The kings' head of security was waiting patiently in the balcony with his 4-year-old grand-daughter; Erza, it was going to be her job to protect and watch over the young prince should he ever get into trouble, and knowing that he was Igneel's son, this kid would defiantly get into trouble.
"Grandpa, can't we spar while we wait? This is boring" said Erza, she had her arms crossed over her chest and was pouting, she was itching to play with her wooden sword that was attached to her waist. [A/N: Coz there's no way in hell I'm letting a 4-year-old hold a real sword, even if it is Erza]
Her grandpa just looked at her and smiled "Be patient child, once the prince has been presented we can spar for as long as you like" said the old man, Erza just huffed in annoyance
"Man, this kid is gonna be trouble for me when he's older, I can just feel it" said Erza. Her grandpa just chuckled and nodded his head, agreeing with her.
Igneel and Grandine were waiting for their doctor and oldest friend to arrive, he was to check their sons' health, baptize him by giving him the mark of their kingdom; which was a symbol of a fairy with a tail on it, and since they had named him the god-parent as well, they also gave him the honour of presenting their son to the people. Grandine was in their bedroom, holding her sleeping child in her arms while looking out her window to see the people, while Igneel was outside their room leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest, waiting for his friend (who was late) to arrive.
"Ah there you are Igneel! Sorry for being late, I got lost for a while back there, hehehe" said a small old man with grey hair and a moustache, he was grinning sheepishly while scratching the back of his head as he made his way to Igneel.
"Seriously Makarov!? What do you mean you got lost!? You've been here at least a dozen times!" yelled Igneel 'Geez, what am I gonna do with you Makarov' thought Igneel.
"Hahahaha, well that's true but the hallways still all look the same to me, hahaha!" said Makarov.
Igneel just let out a sigh, and laughed along with his friend. He knelt down to give his friend a hearty hug and was grinning ear to ear.
"It's been too long old friend, how are you doing?" said Igneel
"Well lets see, I'm old and crabby with a bad back, and just recently I was asked to travel to some palace to check up on some brat and then show him off to a bunch of random strangers…"
"Hahahaha, so basically life's been pretty good!" said Makarov.
He and Igneel then exchanged glances and continued to laugh wholeheartedly to each other, they then got up and made their way to Igneel's bedroom.
"It's good to see you haven't changed old friend, you'll love my son, and he looks just like me!" exclaimed Igneel, he had a proud look on his face and the biggest grin ever.
They entered the bedroom and made their way towards Grandine, who was still holding her son who was still sleeping away. When she saw them both approaching she smiled a smile of pure joy. Igneel came up to his wife and child and gave them both a kiss on the forehead, he was so happy right now that his grin couldn't get any bigger, he had been blessed with a beautiful wife who he loved dearly and now they shared a son. He pulled them in for a hug.
"Well I'll be damned, you were right Igneel! The brat does look like you, his hair is a shed lighter though" exclaimed Makarov as he saw the child.
"Hahahaha, I know right, isn't he adorable!?" said Igneel while still holding his wife.
"Ssshh! Not so loud dear, he'll start screaming" said Grandine, her child had a little too much energy as it is, and she was not about to wake him up after she finally got him to sleep "But you're right though, he does look just like you" she said with a smile.
"May I?" asked Makarov as he gestured to Grandine that he would like to hold the child.
Grandine bent down and let Makarov hold her son, he was going to begin examining him to check his health and his magical power, and then later he would give him the mark of their kingdom as a blessing. They were now both observing Makarov and waiting for his verdict on their son.
"Hmmmm, I sense a great magical power inside of him, and he has perfect health too. Great job you two, you've given birth to quite a powerful kid" said Makarov with a smile.
Igneel and Grandine were holding each other and looking at their son with eyes filled with pride.
"I can't say for certain but it looks like he may have inherited your power Igneel, but we'll only know for certain when he's about 5-years-old or so. Man this kid looks like a trouble maker already" said Makarov, sighing in exhaustion.
"Awww man, I have to wait soo long!" Igneel complained, Makarov just sweat-dropped; he knew how desperate the guy was to have his son be a fire-mage like him, but he just wasn't sure yet.
Grandine let out a small laugh "Hahaha, oh don't worry dear, I'm sure he's inherited your fire" she said
"In the meantime we'd best get him ready to be presented to the people, Makarov still has to baptize him-""- Actually I just finished that." Makarov interjected "We can head on over to the balcony now."
He had placed the kingdoms mark on the kids' right shoulder, and gave it a red colour, the same as Igneels' hair. He was starting to walk out of the room to get to the balcony, completely oblivious to the parents shocked faces.
"Eh!? So fast?!" they both exclaimed, they didn't even see it happen, they walked out behind Makarov, but Igneel noticed that he was heading in the wrong direction.
"Oi Makarov! The balcony's this way you old fart!" yelled Igneel as he stopped to wait for his friend to turn around.
Makarov stopped in his tracks, and then made a sudden u-turn, briskly walking past Igneel to try to hide his face of embarrassment.
"E-ehehehe, I-I knew that, hahaha, I was just messing around with ya, ehehe" said Makarov in a lame attempt to hide his shame.
Igneel and Grandine just sweat-dropped at their friends' antics, then followed behind him on their way to the balcony.
They had finally reached the balcony where Erza and her grandpa had been waiting for them, with Makarov still holding the prince.
"Oh Erza, I was wondering where you were, how are you young lady?" asked Makarov with a smile, he was friends with Erza's grandpa and was there when she was born, so he was like a second Grandpa to her.
"Its ok I guess, there's a lot of people down there though, and grandpa won't let me play with him until you show off the prince!" said Erza "So hurry up already!"
She was starting to throw a tantrum but stopped when her grandpa put his hand on her shoulder, she knew she had to be on her best behaviour, but was so bored that she just forgot.
"I'm sowwy[A/N: well she is 4, she can't have a completely perfect vocabulary, even if she is Erza], I was being selfish" she apologized and bowed her head.
"Hahaha, don't worry about it Erza, it's mostly our fault for taking so long anyway, my bad sweety." said Igneel as he patted Erza's head to try and comfort her. She just nodded her head and stayed silent while Igneel just smiled at her 'She's quite mature for her age' he thought.
"OK lets get this over with, your damn peoples screaming are gonna make me deaf over hear!" yelled Makarov as he made his way to the stool that was placed before the ledge of the balcony. Just then the baby woke up, but instead of screaming when he saw Makarov, he gave out a little baby laugh and started pulling on Makarovs' moustache thinking it was some kind of toy, while Makarov just let him and pulled an exhausted face 'Damn, I knew this kid would be trouble, and to think he's just a baby, who knows what he'll be like when he's older' thought Makarov.
But just before he stepped on the stool he suddenly realized something. He stopped in his tracks and then faced the kids parents "Hey by the way, what the heck is your sons' name? I can't exactly show him to the people and then not tell them what you named him, now can I?" said Makarov.
Igneel and Grandine's eyes widened in realization, they forgot to tell Makarov his name. So Igneel walked over to Makarov and whispered it in his ear.
Upon hearing the name Makarov let out a small chuckle "Really Igneel, you and your wife sure have a thing for names don't you" he said.
Igneel then grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his head and chuckled.
Makarov then made his way up the stool, holding the baby low in his arms so that not all of the people could see him, then all the people went silent, waiting for Makarov to speak.
"Ahem, I present to you your crowned prince of Magnolia, the young Prince! To commemorate his summer birth; his name has been chosen as: Natsu!" Makarov shouted as he lifted the prince for all of the people to see.
Then all the citizens began to cheer and shout out the princes' name, and he was just laughing and smiling at them, everyone was happy…
Or so it seemed…
"Damn that Igneel! If it weren't for that kid I would have been next in line!"
Who is this man?
What will become of our young prince?
Why am I asking you all these questions? [haha, sorry, couldn't resist :P]
Hope you liked the first chapter, the next ones gonna be even better :D
