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-Let there be midnight

ME NO OWNS FAIRY TAIL!

Chapter Two- Whiskey and Father

Dirty. Old. Ugly. That is how you can describe Natsu's house. It was worn out, almost like a shack. It wasn't too worn out were it looked like it was abandoned; it was just very old and unkempt.

With a disgruntled sigh, Natsu hesitantly walked to his house, his eyes flashing with fear before he hide them in a mask of no emotions. He hoped father wasn't home, because… well… he wasn't able to find an accuse to tell to Erza so he wouldn't have to go shopping, making him two hours late.

"Hope pops' not on whiskey." he muttered under his breath as he opened the door slowly, walking in and shutting the door behind him. Before he could get a second step inside of the house, an empty whiskey bottle flew by his head and shattered upon impact on the door behind him. Natsu gulped as his eyes widened to see the drunken form of his father before him. Father rubbed his stubby chin as he glared at the teenager with drunken glazed over eyes, a frown forming on his face.

"You're late, punk." he snapped, smirking a little as he chuckled. Natsu just stared at him, not moving or speaking. He just stared their like a stone statue. "Not going to talk to you pappy?" he questioned with a jerk motion of his head. Natsu stayed the same, his eyes never wavering one bit. The smirk grew on Father's face as he took a few more drunken steps towards the pink haired boy, stumbling a bit each and every time. "Wha's ya excuse for coming home late? Huh, brat? Old pappy here wants to know why ya' didn't come home to take care of him." Father slurred as he got even closer to Natsu. Natsu could smell the liquor oozing off his breath, making him wanna flinch just barely, but he held strong. Father grabbed his chin forcibly, bringing it closer to his face, making the smell of booze fill his nostril's to the point where bile rose up at the back of his throat. "You better answer me you punk." he growled out with force, more of the stench leaking from him.

"Out." was all Natsu said. Father didn't seem to like that as the force around Natsu's chin where his hand held him, tightened as his face turned into a sneer of disgust. He pulled Natsu closer to the point where their noses almost touched.

"Don't be smart with me." he spat. Natsu cringed slightly, making Father's grin spread a little. "Better be answerin' me son. Pappy doesn't like to wait."

"Studying." Natsu lied to him. Father grunted in disgust, obviously not liking the answer, but didn't want to pry it out of him since he had 'better' things to do than pry useless information from a 'snotty brat'. The older man swung Natsu onto the floor, stumbling away from him as he made his way to the couch.

"Be useful and get ya' pappy a nice whiskey bottle from the fridge and get to makin' dinner." and with that, he plopped on the couch turning the TV on high.

With a soft sigh, Natsu sat up, setting his bag down before he went to the fridge to get Father the whiskey he wanted so he wouldn't-as Natsu likes to call it-go 'apes' on him.

"Good boy." Father mumbled when he received his favorite alcoholic beverage. He returned his attention back to the television as Natsu slowly made his way to the kitchen.

Natsu moved his jaw a little bit, trying to get the sore feeling out of it from Father's rough hand when he had grabbed him earlier out of anger. Moving his jaw only made the soreness worst, so he stopped in his movements and let out a soft sigh as he opened the fridge to grab some stuff out for dinner. Suddenly, Natsu felt a vibration going off in his front pocket, telling him he was getting a call. Setting the supplies aside, Natsu answered the phone.

"Hello?" he asked silently, looking at his Father through the kitchen doorway from where he sat on the couch.

"Oi, Natsu," a voice said from the other line. Natsu already knew who it was from the familiarly of the voice.

"Gray?" Natsu asked silently again, as he turned away from his Father's figure.

"Yeah, it's me. Loke is having a small party with just Lucy, Erza, Juvia, and me at his house on Saturday night. He was wondering if you can make it." Gray asked him. Natsu debated this in his head. He actually really wanted to go, but he knew if he did, Father would hurt him, and he didn't really like that idea. On the other hand, he would get to hang out with his friends which sounded really nice to him. With a soft groan of frustration, Natsu finally decided what he would do.

"Sure, I'll be there."

"Really? Sweet! I'll tell Loke and the others. See ya."

"Bye." and with that, Natsu hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket as he started cooking again.

"What's takin' ya' so long?" Father slurred, looking at Natsu slightly. Natsu shrugged while looking at his father and bowing to show the man he despised so much respect so he wouldn't get another bruise or cut added to his collection.

"Nothing." he replied briskly. With a 'tsk', Father turned back to his program with a gulp of his favorite whiskey. Natsu let a soft sigh of relief escape his lips as he returned back to cooking dinner. Father's going to kill me. He thought in his head.

~Next Day at Lunch Time~

Natsu sat down at the table outside next to Loke and Gray. In front of him sat Erza, Lucy, and Juvia who chatted happily with each other as they ate their lunch. Everyone ate their lunch like usual, well except for Natsu of course who didn't have the money or the time to even pack a lunch.

"Natsu-san, Are you hungry?" Juvia asked the pink haired boy from across of her. Natsu smiled a little, waving his hand in a kind form of gesture.

"Naw, I'm fine, Juvia." Natsu replied, but his stomach betrayed him and let loose a loud and long growl of hunger. Natsu sweetdropped as his face fell in embarrassment as a frown appeared on his face.

"Really Natsu? I don't think so." Lucy said as she ate her sandwich. With forceful movements, Erza jammed a half of her sandwich in Natsu's face, wanting him to grab and eat it. Frantically, Natsu waved his hands in front of him, shaking head.

"N-no! Really! I'm fine! Trust me!" he shouted, but Erza shoved it further in his face, a glare running his way. A shiver went down Natsu's spin in fear. So scary! He thought in fear.

"Eat." she demanded. Without a second thought or reply, Natsu grabbed the sandwich from her hand and shoved it down his throat, his hunger somewhat satisfied. "Good." and with that, she went back to eating the other slice of sandwich she had with her as if everything was normal.

Next to him, Gray and Loke laughed in amusement to Natsu's 'torture'.

"Oi! What's so funny?!" Natsu shouted at the both of them, hitting them on their heads in anger. Loke and Gray retaliated, hitting Natsu on his head and making him fall of his seat and onto the grass in a daze.

"Don't hit me flame-brain!" they shouted in sync, making Natsu wince at the pitch of their voices together.

"Grandmother! I haven't seen you forever!" Natsu whimpered out as he pretended to see the light, putting his hand in front of him.

"… I think fire-breath has lost it." Gray said. The others nodded as they looked down at the 'dying' Natsu's scene of him seeing his dead grandmother.

"Gray-sama! Juvia does too!" Juvia shouted with hearts in her eyes as she tried to get Grays attention.

"I don't think he's paying much attention to you…" Lucy told the blue haired girl. Juvia turned to Lucy, evil aura surrounded her as she glared at her. Lucy shrunk away in fear of the girl.

"Love rival!" Juvia growled threatening.

"N-no! You got it wrong!" Lucy shouted in defense as she waved her arms in front of her.

"Natsu, how long do you plain on playing dead?" Loke asked with a raised eyebrow. Natsu dropped his hand from holding it in the air as he sent a glare in his way.

"I'm not playing dead. I have died because of you and snowflake there killed me. I shall have my revenge!" he shouted, jumping up and holding his hands in a fist just as the bell signaling the end of lunch rang. Everyone stood up and walked past Natsu, making him look at them in feign sadness. "I've been abounded…" he whimpered to himself in disbelief.

"Natsu! Hurry up or you're going to be late again for Art!" Erza shouted. Natsu started to run up to her with panicked movements.

"Sorry!"