So the thing is like this, I spent my time reading stories for a long time and now I want to try and write one of my own.
I would try another manga but Fairy Tail got my attention, I'll go with it.
Disclaim: I don't own Fairy Tail.
AN: I can't believe so many liked the story with just one chapter. I'm stunned and kind of surprised. Especially since I mentioned I'm no Natsu x Erza fan like the rest of you. But well, I guess that doesn't matter, does it?
The last chapter was, as Fafnir said, what Kuroyagi wrote for Rebellion. Yes. And I apologize for not adding anything new to that, but I was in a hurry and I wanted to start with it as soon as possible. Too many things to do.
This chapter is mine, by the way. I wanted to see what it would be like to have the places changed when they were kids, so here it is my vision of the situation.
Oh, yes. Eventually, you'll be finding that many things are changed… more than what you would've like or permitted, I hope they don't bother you much.
Natsu Rose
by Froxlozeddy
Year x776…
"That's a bad wound the one you have there," a pink-haired old woman commented as she closely inspected the properly dressed pink-haired boy that stood before her, looking down with his only eye as the other was covered by a pretty common white eye patch. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a dark blue tie hanging from the neck, a pair of dark blue dress pants and black shoes. "It won't be easy to leave it as it was before."
"C'mon, don't be like that," a short old man standing next to the boy with a staff on his hand said. "He's a good lad; it would be a pity to leave him like this… what do you think the girls will say when he's older?"
The boy just looked down with more intent, adjusting his eye patch a little, the tip of his fingers feeling the spot under it and reminding him that there was nothing there anymore.
"Come here." The old woman dragged her friend away from the boy, pulling him by the ear with no care to his cries of pain. "I expect you don't pass your dirty knowledge to that boy as he grows old."
"O-of course…" The man sweated profusely, automatically scratching that thought in his mind.
"From where did he come?" The woman asked, now feeling curious as to why the boy was brought to her.
"W-well, it seems he's indebted with old Igneel." Makarov explained rather troubled.
"Igneel!?" Porlyusca exclaimed in shock at hearing the name of their childhood friend. "And where is he!?"
"Dead… from what he told me." Makarov looked over his shoulder to the pink-haired boy, who continued to look down with a frown.
Porlyusca remained in silence, her mind now understanding what she had to do with this kid in front of her.
A few days later…
"How do you feel?" Porlyusca asked the boy calmly as she unwrapped the bandages around his head, letting him have a clear view of his face thanks to a small mirror she provided him.
The boy looked down and saw his reflection, his eyes widening in surprise when he was able to see not one but two eyes, as it should be. Two onyx eyes. "I-it's healed…"
"Can you see well?" Porlyusca asked hurriedly, she was looking forward to be alone again, with no humans near her.
"Yes…" The boy answered, feeling some tears fighting their way out.
"Good, then it is best if you leave at once." The pink-haired woman turned around and headed to the door. "I don't like to be around humans."
"It's healed…" The boy muttered again, letting his tears fall freely at the 'miracle' of sorts he was witnessing.
Though there was something in his crying that alerted the older woman.
"Wait! One eye…?" She looked at the boy's face in disbelief, seeing it all too clear as just one trail of tears fell from his eyes… his left eye. "You're crying from one eye alone?!"
"Uh…" The boy looked shocked as well when he realized of this, but he immediately snapped his head out of it.
"It cannot be! I mixed everything right!" The pink-haired woman was searching through her book for anything that she might have left out, passing through the pages frantically, but the voice of the boy called her to the matter at hand again.
He was smiling confidently at the reflection he was seeing, his tears slightly gone.
"My right eye must have realized that boys don't cry… that's all."
A year later, in Fairy Tail…
It was the year x777 in Magnolia, a year of many changes in Earthland, some of which the humans living in those lands were not aware of. From the death of some to the changes in some governments, those were the matters mostly concerning humans and wizards across the world, though there was a group of wizards, young ones, which had something else in their innocent minds at the moment.
Something not just bothering them, but tormenting them to the very core.
Their parents; the ones to teach them all the knowledge they now hold, disappeared without leaving a single trace or sign as to which where they were going.
Leaving their sons and daughters behind.
"Wow, that's huge!"
Leaving them to fend the world and its dangers by themselves.
"So this's how a guild looks like?!"
Luckily, most of them ended up in good places.
"This place's name is Fairy Tail."
Such as where a young girl ended up after wandering for months in search of her father.
"Fairy… Tail?"
"Indeed," Makarov grinned amusedly as he watched the scarlet-haired girl become excited by just standing in front of his humble guild. She was wearing a black shirt with no sleeves and white trousers, a pair of sandals on her feet. There was a scaly scarf wrapped around her neck, blowing by the strength of the wind alone. "The eternal question… Do fairies really have tails? Do they even exist...? Like them, this place as an eternal mystery... A never ending adventure!"
"Sounds awesome!" The young girl's mouth opened even more in awe.
"That's the meaning behind its name." Makarov chuckled heartedly at the still gaping girl, shaking his head to get rid of it before pushing her forward with his staff hitting the duffel bag she was carrying over her shoulder. She looked at him questioningly. "Shall we go inside, my dear?"
"Aye sir!" The girl led the way past the outer doors of the place, the old man following her behind with his feet advancing at a calmer pace.
She entered through the huge double doors of the place without even bothering to stop and see the people that was already inside, all of them turning their attention away from their own businesses to see what was the commotion about. All of them seeing a blur of red dashing from here and there at a speed none of them could catch while Makarov stood before the door with his amused grin still in place.
"And there's that!" The girl continued to inspect every little part of the place, not watching her step and colliding with someone in her way. "And there's also – OW!"
"Hey!" A blond girl stood up from the ground and narrowed her eyes at the scarlet girl rubbing her forehead in front of her. She was wearing… well, just her undergarments. "Watch where you're going!"
"Huh?!" The red-head stood up in less than a second and leveled the blonde's eyes with her own. "Watch where YOU are going!"
"What did ya say!?" The blonde growled and met foreheads with the new girl, both glaring intently at each other, completely unaware of the amused chuckles coming from the rest of the wizards watching the exchange from their spots.
"You two, fights are not allowed inside the guild." A third voice, a male one that seemed to be of the same age as the ones of the girls, interceded as it approached the two calmly. The blonde immediately backed away from the red-head, slightly frightened when she heard that voice, but the other girl had other plans. "Lucy, be nice to the new girl."
"A-aye, Natsu." The blonde, called Lucy, looked away in embarrassment and thrashed her way back to her own business, leaving the new girl alone with the boy called Natsu.
Unbeknown to the blonde, she unconsciously stripped off her clothes during her short exchange with the red-head.
"And you," Natsu turned to see the new girl from head to toe, narrowing his eyes slightly before smiling confidently, slightly catching the girl off-guard. "Welcome to Fairy Tail, my name is Natsu, nice to meet you."
The red-haired girl looked at the boy up and down, seeing him with curiosity and wariness at the same time. There was something in him that told her she shouldn't anger him, and it wasn't just the armor he was wearing or the sword he was carrying in his belt, no, it was something in his aura that warned her to be in her best behavior around him.
Though, as she always did, she paid no attention to that and struck the boy with an uppercut, sending him flying against a table not far away, to the shock of all the wizards inside the building.
The girl got near the lying boy, not hearing the small calls for her to do not do so, and glared at the pinkette. "Don't get in my fights!"
"…" The boy rose up from the debris of the table, his eyes obscured from view as he dusted himself off of any splinters or dirt and stood before the scarlet-haired girl with a hand resting strongly on his sword. The girl felt smaller at the imposing figure the kid was making. "I said, welcome, my name is Natsu… what's yours?"
"M-my name is Erza…" The girl, known as Erza, said in nervous tone, giving a slight step back when the boy stepped forward.
"That's a nice name, Erza," the boy stepped forward again, the sword in his belt being unsheathed slowly. "There are several rules here in Fairy Tail of which you're not aware of, but I'll start with the basic ones."
Erza nodded slowly, this time backing away by two steps.
"First, you cannot run inside the guild."
Another step.
"Second, you cannot fight inside the guild."
Another step.
"And third… don't you dare to do that to my cake again!" Natsu unsheathed his sword completely and pointed with the tip of it at the broken plate on the table in which he fell, and the sweet desert that lay ruined on it.
Everyone inside paled at the destiny of their new member, Makarov included.
"U-uhm… I-I'm…? S-sorry…?" Erza managed to mouth out when she saw the sword being pointed her way, its' shining edge sending shivers down her spine. Plus, the malicious look in the boy's eyes was scaring her as her foster father's eyes never did.
"I'm sure you will be." Natsu swung his sword forward and slashed the air, missing Erza but not some strands of her long hair.
The girl paled as she watched those strands fall to the floor.
She gulped down and with whatever strength was in her, she dashed towards the door.
A pink-haired demon following her close behind while they left the nervously laughing guild behind.
Makarov, even if he was still slightly scared of what happened and what might happen to the girl he found that day, managed to chuckle at the scene.
"It seems the future of our guild will be an interesting one."
To that, many of the members agreed.
Alright, I'm satisfied with how things turned out in this chapter.
A little bit of switched Natsu x Erza, and you can all see it is seriously not my forte.
Still, I hope you all enjoyed it.
Trashing out.