3:51 PM, July 18th
Natsu Dragneel screamed.
He was in the middle of a busy intersection, cradling the lifeless body of a girl. She was about his age-18. Her blond hair was pulled into a once neat side ponytail with a sky blue ribbon, and she wore a matching sundress that complimented her figure and reached her knees. Her large, chocolate brown eyes stared blankly at the clear summer sky, eyes that once sparkled with excitement and happiness, eyes that were now dead.
Lucy was dead.
"Yes, dead, she's dead! She will always die at this time, no matter how much you try." The voice was cynical, and sounded all too familiar, though he purposely ignored it. It has already hurt him enough.
He continued to cry out to the sky. His voice came out in incoherent, unintelligible yells, as tears cascaded heavily down his face.
He was falling apart.
There were people, nondescript adults making their way across the street. And even though he was causing a racket in the middle of a busy street, even though he bawling, bawling to the top of his lungs, no one- not one of the nondescript adults who made their way across the street with mocking leisure- ever stopped.
No one stopped.
He cradled the frail bloodied girl to his chest, sobbing in that same, broken way, a way that would have had others cringe in grief and shared pain. And yet, it fell solely upon the deaf ears of those nondescript adults.
He would always ask himself so many questions.
Why him?
Asking every time this happened was beginning to become tedious and frustrating.
How?
Who knows?
Why was he crying?
He never did that, and yet here he was, the unwanted salt water raining from his dark green eyes, falling unobstructed to the concrete below and the face of the girl who no longer lived.
Just, why?
It didn't even matter anymore.
He just wanted out.
His throat had long become raw, and yet he let it all out. All the pain, all the anguish, the stress, the frustration, anger, despair, even the sorrow for the girl he barely met.
But the thing that hurt most was the loneliness. Being left alone in this... this dimension he couldn't escape from, no matter how desperately he wanted to. Never able to see his friends, his family. Never again. Never.
It ate at him ever-so-painfully, swallowing him whole, until there was nothing left but a ghost, an empty corpse of a once carefree man. The carefree man who loved the summer.
It was literally in his name! 'Natsu' means summer, so of course he liked the season. Not only that, it was a beautiful time of year, and he couldn't understand why anyone would dislike it.
But now, he hated it.
He detested it, loathed it with every fiber of his being. The scorching heat only fueled his sinking into misery, because he used to love it so much. The overwhelming feelings smothering him, burning him away, away, away.
Until there was no longer anything left.
He barely held any hope left; he was done with that. Every attempt he made to prevent this from happening again failed, and with each failure, with each recurrent day he failed to keep the blond's blood from spilling, the stench of blood and death mingling with the stifling summer air, he knew a fragment of his sanity left him.
He didn't even know if he had any left anymore
So, he continued to weep over the body of Lucy Heartfilia; the overpowering emotions suffocating him and choking him so; his vision going black, as he was-for the umpteenth time-being forced to repeat the awful day of July 18th.
He just stopped caring about all the questions swarming his mind, but he just kept one. For the sake of his memory, the memory of the man who became trapped in the midst of the endless heat haze, he had ask one thing.
When did this all begin?
Well, at least he knows the answer to this one.
It began at exactly 12:13 AM, on July 18th...
(A/N): Phew... okay.
I know this is really, really emotional. But my writing style is very...angsty and high-strung, so I must live up to it.
IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ!
So this is based on a song called Heat Haze Days. If you want to search it up, you can, but it's in Japanese. I don't understand the use of vocaloids, so I listened to the normal NicoNico chorus version. And if you do search it up, find the lyrics. Then you'll understand what the song is about. But I will still give you the gist of it.
"This is a story about how a boy and girl, seemingly forever trapped in two repeating days (Aug.14 & Aug.15), are vying to die for each other in order to somehow escape that cursed loop."(not my words)
Very sad:'(
Of course, I changed it up a little. I was planning on this being a nice little 5-shot, if I can update it on time.
Also, I read a version of this by Miss Pavalova, which is how I was introduced to this song, and what inspired me to create this story.
I purposely neglected to add an author's note at the beginning, just to get to the story as fast as possible.
~Cool Noodles in Awesome Sauce~