Author's note: I hope this would be obvious, but after some good friends of mine reviewed it, some had a similar dilemma. This is Natsu's back story. In this he is six years old. He is eight years old when Makarov finds him. He is ten years old when he meets Lucy. Sorry for any confusion, but I thought it was more clear.

Natsu's POV

I was just a kid. All I could do was cry. Igneel. He was my father and my only family. He taught me everything I know. I loved him and he left me. He didn't bother to explain himself. He just left. I woke up one day and he was gone. I never heard from him again. At first it was hard. I would cry each day expecting Igneel to come back for me. I believed he had a reason, so I looked for him. I lived on the streets moving from town to town in hopes that he would appear to me. I was a fool.

I remember making my way to the city of Magnolia. I was losing my purpose. I was so cold and hungry to the point where I got sick. I was sitting in a alley unsure of how to treat my growling stomach. I don't know what I looked like, but I must have looked miserable enough for him to notice me. He was a kind, old man. Short, yes, but kind. He saw me and took me to his home where he gave me food and water. When he brought me to a bedroom I asked if it was his. He shook his head and said, "No. This is where you'll be sleeping tonight." I looked at him with large eyes, unsure of how to react. He smiled and left me alone in my room.

It didn't take long before my eight year-old self broke into tears. They were greatful tears. They were angry tears. They were tears of sorrow and joy. I cried and cried. Eventually all I could think of was Igneel. Igneel who abandoned me and is the reason I'm here. Igneel, the reason I nearly starved to death on the streets. My own father left me to fend for myself. Tears flowed down my face and my entire body shook with anger. I hated him. I hated him so much.

The short, old man, Makarov, took care of me. I grew fond of him, but even then I felt a hole in my heart that he could never fill. I would cry every night for while. I fall asleep then wake up to cry some more.

I would visit a secluded place in the park. It lied underneath the cherry blossom tree. I loved to come there, especially in spring. I focused on each falling blossom and watched as it floated to the ground. The wind would cause it to do flips and to spin in circles before it finally landed in the grass. If I concentrated really hard on the petals then I could forget all my pain and troubles. I could forget about Igneel and the life I went through to get here.

It was a normal day. I was watching the blossoms fall and I felt at peace when a twig snapped making me lose all focus. I turned, surprised to see a blonde girl who seemed about my age. She waved and smiled as if she was unaware that I wanted to be alone.

"Hi! Mind if I sit with you? I just love to watch the cherry blossoms!" she asked. She took the spot next to me without letting me answer. Once she got a close up look her eyes went wide. "Are you okay?" I lifted my hand to my face and sure enough, I was crying. It was almost as if since I was aware I was crying, I cried more. I balled my eyes out and the girl didn't hesitate to hold me in her arms. She whispered soothing words in my ears and patted my back as my tears soaked her shirt. When I was done she smiled at me and squeezed my hand.

"Are you feeling better?" she asked. I shook my head and she sighed. "I could sing for you! I know a sweet lullabye! Will you listen?" I shrugged since I had nothing better to do and without a moment's hesitation she sang her lullabye.

The other night dear, as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
So I hung my head and I cried.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away

I'll always love you and make you happy,
If you will only say the same.
But if you leave me and love another,
You'll regret it all some day:

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away

You told me once, dear, you really loved me
And no one else could come between.
But now you've left me and love another;
You have shattered all of my dreams:

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away

In all my dreams, dear, you seem to leave me
When I awake my poor heart pains.
So when you come back and make me happy
I'll forgive you dear, I'll take all the blame.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you

Please don't take my sunshine away

I didn't think I could cry more, but the song made me feel worse. It described my very situation. Her voice was lovely which only added to the sorrow. That one line stuck out to me. I'll forgive you dear, I'll take all the blame. I knew then that song was made for me. I lost the most important person to me. I can say I hate him all I want, but I know if I were to see him again then I would forgive him.

The little, blonde girl stood over me with a worried expression. She looked unsure what to do and eventually broke into tears herself.

"Why are you crying?" I asked with a confused look.

"Cause I don't know how to help you!" She balled and I found myself having to comfort her.

"D-did you not like my s-song?" she asked inbetween sobs.

"Of course I did! That's the whole reason I was crying. It was so beautiful!"

"Really?" She sniffled.

"Really!" I looked at her with a worried stare waiting for her to cry more, but instead she giggled.

"You're a terrible liar!" she laughed. She bent over as giggles racked her body.

"Why are you laughing?" I asked confused.

"I'm just glad!"

"Why?"

"Because you stopped crying!" she chuckled and flashed me a wide smile. I realized tears were no longer streaking my face. I went wide-eyed for a moment. This was something new. I was so distracted with myself that I forgot that the girl was there. She grabbed my arm pulling me back to reality and I'll admit that I nearly fell over. When I finally brought my attention to her, she let go of me.

"I don't know why you're so sad, and It's none of my business, but I'll always be here for you. You'll be my very first friend here!" She said and smiled a warm and gentle smile. Without thinking I brought my hand to her face, touching her dry cheeks.

"You too." I said.

"Huh?" she looked confused and blushed a little.

"You stopped crying also." This made her laugh out loud and I found myself smiling like an idiot. For the first time in a long time, I laughed. I rolled along the floor and giggled until my sides hurt. It was as if some part of me was trying to make up for all the sadness I felt over the past couple years. I laughed long after the girl had stopped, leaving her standing there with a wierd expression as she watched me. When I was done, I spoke to her still trying to contain myself.

"Sorry, I don't even know your name." I said, scratching my head.

"Lucy."

"Lucy, huh? I'm Natsu!" I gave her a toothy grin and sat down to talk. We talked about anything. I found Lucy to be very comforting. Although I was unwilling to speak of my past, she gave me comfort and advice. I felt the pain lessen each day as I went to visit her. She introduced me to people and I found myself with friends. I felt like for once my life was coming together.

I thought that until a year later I found out that Lucy moved. She left and all she could do was leave a letter. It didn't hurt like it did when Igneel left me, but I felt sad. But this time I had friends and Makarov. I wasn't alone to fend for myself and I like to think that she knew that. She was my best friend and I'm pretty sure she felt the same way.

I want to thank her for changing my life. Until then I will move on and continue. It's what she would have wanted. Heck, it's what I want. I don't want to be stuck in the past. I want to move toward tomorrow. I don't want to cry myself to sleep anymore. I want to smile and to laugh and to be happy. I decided then that I will continue on with life because if I can't do that then life has no point.