Ok so I'm back again, sorry for the wait all my teachers hate meand I hate thembut not the point. Enjoy part 2!

Pairing: Nalu

Part 2

"I don't believe it, you've read 'The Wind Singer' too!?" Levy exclaimed, "That's great!"

"I have! It's really weird but I enjoy the creativity. What about 'The Great Tree of Avalon', have you read that?"

"Yup, have all 3 books too!"

Who would've thought her new friend (soon to be best friend) was an avid book lover like herself? Not Lucy, it was certainly a pleasant surprise.

Sitting in the lunchroom and munching her way through a turkey sandwich, she found herself becoming more and more engrossed in the conversation.

"So do you write Levy?" Lucy inquired

"Nope," she replied honestly, "Never had the talent for it. I tried a couple times but the results were always the same you know, disastrous. What about you? There's that reclusive writer look to you."

Lucy chuckled, "Never knew there was a look that came with it. I do some things on occasion. I'd love to be a writer when I get older, just need to get the confidence first."

Her friend gave a solemn nod," I understand. Well, when that burst of enthusiasm comes along or your confidence rises enough, can I read your work?"

"Sure. I have a little thing I'm working on right now. Just keep this info between us and you might get to read it." Levy straightened with a serious expression and dragged her finger over her heart in a quick 'X' motion, "Cross my heart, your amazing talent is safe with me."

"It's not 'amazing', I still need practice."

"Can't be as bad as my past attempts. Now tell me, is this thing you're working on a steamy romance?" Levy wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

The two girls continued in their chat, aimlessly switching between topics on interest when Lucy saw him. His dark hood was still pulled firmly over his face as he shuffled away out of the cafeteria. Her focus drifted from Levy and settled on his retreating figure.

"Lucy, what are you looking at?"

She pointed at the doors just as he stepped out; Levy didn't see him.

"There was a guy," Lucy explained, "Black hoodie covering his face and he sat beside me in class. Who was that?"

Here words did something to her new friend; the bright light of excitement in Levy's eyes dimmed slightly.

"That's Natsu,"she stated softly, "our resident ball of sunshine."

"Doesn't look like the case, what happened to him?"

"Life can be pretty cruel sometimes. Natsu got dealt a bad hand sometime back. Before that he was the life of the school. Pulling pranks and picking fights to defend those who couldn't do it for themselves, got into trouble all the time for either of those but that never stopped his smile. He was just the happiest person around, and that happiness was infectious."

"And then what? "Lucy pressed, "What went wrong?"

Levy shifted closer to her, "You ever heard of the Tartarus gang?"

She nodded, of course she had. Who hadn't heard of such an infamous group? Evading the law constantly while taking out innocent civilians across the country. It was horrifying to hear about the things they did on the news.

"They were taken out by the police force here right?"

Her friend shook her head, "that's the story the press released. It was actually Natsu and his father who took them out of the picture. All the details were kept under wraps to protect Natsu from the media."

Lucy sat in amazement, her mouth forming a perfect 'O' at the news, it was difficult to process such information. She listened keenly to Levy's words as she explained about Igneel-Natsu's dad-and how he and Natsu barely saw each other due to his job. How Igneel had come back for an extended vacation to get in the quality time they had both missed. And how on the last night of his return, everything fell apart.

"One night when they were out, Tartarus jumped them. Obviously Natsu and his dad put up a fight. From what I heard, Igneel took out about 4 of them before he went down."

"Wait, by 'went down' you mean….?"

The grim look on Levy's face said it all, "Yeah,Igneel died in the encounter. Natsu flew into a rage when he saw his father fall and beat the rest of them to near death. When the cops came, they found him bashing in the face of the guy that took his dad from him. About 3 policemen had to pull Natsu off the guy so he wouldn't kill him."

Levy slumped in her seat with a heavy sigh, "After Igneel's funeral, Natsu was still acting like himself-cheerful and full of joy, but it was different. Like he was losing energy. Since then he became more reclusive, speaking less and less until last week he started donning that hoodie and stopped talking to any of his friends. He's got us all worried like crazy. I think the reality of it all just came crashing down on him and this is the only way for him to cope."

Lucy didn't know how to react.

How are you supposed to react to hearing something like that? Having to lose your father before your very eyes. The poor guy-Natsu-had his heart ripped in such a way that'll probably never heal properly.

She understood that pain, she understood why he was drifting away from others. After having her mother taken from her at a young age, Lucy felt a slight link between their sorrows, even if the circumstances were vastly different.

Maybe she could try and help.

Lucy stood up suddenly, causing her friend to jump, "I'm going to help him." her voice filled with determination.

"Lucy, "Levy said uncertainly, "I'm not so sure that'll work."

"It's worth a shot isn't it? And I can't just sit back knowing something like this and not do anything to help."

Levy looked at Lucy, her eyes somewhat hopeful, "Are you absolutely positive about this?"

Lucy nodded firmly. For some reason-maybe due to their similar losses- Lucy felt that she could help him, get him back to the way he was. She knew it was a long shot, not even having a proper conversation with him yet, but she wanted to try.

"Who knows," she said, "maybe a new voice can get him out of his shell."

*Laughs maniacally whilst spinning in chair*

What even is writing

How do you write emotions

Final part will be uploaded by either Saturday or Sunday.