Nightmares

by Ze Smutteh Emo

Gray's nightmares have been getting out of hand to the point where his guildmates are starting to abandon him. As he comes closer to a breaking point, will Lyon be able to help him ease those dreams? And what of the mysterious, soothing melody from Gray's memories? Who is the person behind the song that has saved him more than once?

1. Prologue

Pairing: Lyon x Gray

Warnings: Angst

Chapter rating: T

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or any of its characters (but I think we can all guess what would happen if I did~)

A/N: Damn it, distracted by another side project again. This story actually came to be from a really spontaneous idea. I won't say too much here - I'll start commenting from the next chapter forward. All I can say is that I think I may have a thing for writing depressing things with Fairy Tail. Damn... I'm awful!

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I have a well-kept secret that no one knows of.

I feel ashamed to admit it as I should have grown out of it years ago, yet it comes back to haunt me now and then. I have done everything I possibly can to try and stop this problem, but it has only become worse as of late.

I suffer from nightmares.

These are not just the kind of nightmares that all people every so often. Most have dreamt of falling down, getting hurt... perhaps even killed. I have too. However, those dream pale in comparisons to what I call nightmares.

These are the sort of dreams that will wake you up in the middle of the night, feeling utmost pain and despair. They will keep you from trying to sleep for days out of fear that you will return to the nightmare. Even the slightest things in your surroundings will remind you of what you saw and even when you close your eyes, you can feel it creeping under your skin.

The worst part is that you cannot even tell yourself that they are 'just dreams'. They are more than that. Far more. These dreams are my reality. For 10 long years, I have had these nightmares repeat themselves over and over. I have to go through every day, reliving the nightmares when they come along - nightmares, that serves as a constant reminder of my powerlessness. .

But when the nightmares come and I think that this time they will break me for sure, I can hear a voice. It is not speaking, but rather singing to me. I cannot hear the words, but the melody reaches my heart and, a like a lullaby, it chases away the bad dreams.

I do not remember the song - perhaps it is part of a long lost memory. All I know is that without that melody, without that voice... I would not be able to live with the nightmares.