02. MEETING DADDY DRAGNEEL

STING EUCLIFFE

To say watching Natsu was the worst thing in the world would be a lie. Well, actually, a lot of things I could say about Natsu would be a lie. I could say, he is a wise and all knowing, but he spent twenty minutes trying to put pants on right (they still ended up backwards) and he fought with the microwave (successfully catching it on fire) while trying to make a burrito. I could also say that he's a cool guy who has good taste, but he spent three hours in front of the TV watching reruns of Spongebob and lit the couch on fire.

So to say my day was going fine would be a lie as well.

"Natsu! No!" I yelled as he burned yet another one of my shirt to ashes. This would be the third one in an hour. By the time Igneel got here I'd have to go and buy a whole new wardrobe.

Igneel Dragneel, Fire Dragon King was coming to our mansion.

Holy shit.

Yes, after ditching me with the pink headed moron for three hours, Weisslogia finally exited his office and told me Igneel, the king of the fire dragons, was coming to visit us. Well, actually, Natsu to be exact. It turns out that Igneels was actually one of the ones who first trained Natsu and from what Weisslogia told me, he's practically Natsu's dad. I just really hoped he would get here soon to stop this moron from creating any more damage. At the same time, I didn't. I mean fucking royalty was coming to our house this afternoon and the place looked like shit. I mean, what a bad first impression.

I tried my best to pick up the living room with the insane fire dragon slayer running around trying to break things with no luck. In fact, the living room looked worse than when I had started. I gave up and watched as Natsu found Dad's old pack of cigars and lighters. I watched as he tried to eat one and swallowed it whole only for him choke on it a second later. For one (very long) moment, I stared at him as he choked on the cigar, and imagined him grasping his throat, his eyes bugging out of his head, as his face turned purple, begging with those eyes for me to help him. I wouldn't of course, I would stand there and watch as he withered in pain on the floor his mouth opening and closing, begging for air which he would not get. He would lay there still, not a sound coming out of his mouth. I would be at peace.

But no, because he's Natsu Fucking Dragneel he just let a fire dragon's roar and burn the thing to ashes and caught half of our living room on fire.

I really freakin' hated this guy.

Fifteen minutes and five buckets of water later the fire was put out and I was standing in front of Natsu my hands on my hips.

"Why the hell did you do that for?" I demanded to know. He just stared at me, eyes unblinking as he looked at me not saying a word. "Well," I waited for an answer for a few minutes longer, but it was clear he wasn't going to answer me.

Either this guy is really freaking smart and knew just how to push my buttons, or this guy was really freaking dumb and didn't know how to talk and understand me. I went for the latter. I mean, after all, he is over a thousand years old how could he understand what I was saying?

"Natsu," A deep voice said from behind me. I turned around to be met with a tall, pink-haired man standing behind me looking around the room with a smirk. "You haven't changed in the slightest."

NATSU DRAGNEEL

I didn't understand what this guy's problem was. First he gives me these weird things he calls 'clothes' to put on, tried to kill me with all these weird contraptions around this strange looking cave, then he had the nerve to get mad at me. I mean who the fuck did he think he was? All I've been doing is helping him get rid of all this random and bizarre objects in this weird cave. They're all unnecessary and don't belong here. All that belongs here is meat, bedding to sleep on, and more meat.

Speaking of meat, they have the weirdest tasting things here. That weird, white-haired man brought me in here earlier and brought the weirdest tasting meat to my face. In fact, it didn't taste like meat at all. It tasted weirdly sweet like the red berries with seeds Igneel, Atlas Flame, and I used to pick during the warmest cycle of the sun. The weird white-haired man told me it was called a 'Pop Tart'. What a weird name for meat. If only Igneel we're here to try it. Surely, he'd know how they got it to taste like that. After all, Igneel knew everything.

The yellow-haired man stood in front of me again, is hands on his hips as he stood there looking at me, a scowl placed on his lips. It was weird how small his mouth was. I mean, Igneel's, Atlas Flame, and Weisslogia's mouths were huge. They could eat me in one bite if they wanted to. So looking at his was weird.

He looked like I did. Well, not exactly like me. He looked like my kind. Humans, Atlas Flame called these strange beings once. I've seen my kind before, but never up close. I've seen many of the males and females from the villages walking around and talking to one another. They wore weird fabrics on their bodies as they walked around and chatted with one another. I've always wanted to go and visit them and start a conversation, but the dragons forbid it. They said if I got along well with these human creatures then I would want to leave them and I would never return.

I didn't want that. So I stayed away from the places they resisted and stayed with my dragon companions.

"Well," The voice of the yellow headed human said in front of me. I stared at him unblinking. Was he just talking?

That's when the smell hit me. It was so familiar and nostalgic, I felt tears wanting to spill from my eyes. It made me feel safe in this new, strange world.

"Natsu," Igneel's deep voice said from behind the yellow-haired human. I looked around him to be met with a tall, pink-haired man standing there, looking around the room with a smirk. "You haven't changed in the slightest."

I looked at him confused. This couldn't be Igneel could it? It smelt exactly like him, though. I walked up to him sniffing as I went. Yeah, it smelt exactly like him; but this couldn't right. Igneel was a huge, fire-breathing dragon not a pink-haired human like the yellow-haired one over there! I let out a frustrated growl, snorting fire through my nose, almost catching a weird looking table on fire.

"Geez," The yellow one said, walking past me and sitting down on what he had earlier called a 'couch'. "You're like a newly trained dragon slayer. You have no control over your power."

The pink-haired one laughed. "Oh, I assure you Natsu has more control over his power than you could even imagine, young one. I presume he's just upset right now and is taking his anger and frustration out by throwing a temper tantrum."

He was acting so much like Igneel it was scary.

"You're Sting, Weisslogia's son." The Igneel imposter stated and the yellow-haired one nodded.

Hm, sting, like a bee. Bee's are bad and cause you pain, therefore, this human is bad. A bad, bad overgrown bee.

I let out a growl at the humanoid bee who only spared me a glance before looking back at the Igneel imposter.

Bad overgrown bee.

"Would you mind fetching your father for me? I have a few words to share with him." The bee nodded and took off up the 'stairs'.

It was quiet for a moment as Igneel's imposter and I just stare at each other.

"You've been asleep for a long time, Natsu." The imposter said.

No duh, I kinda figured that out already.

"What was the last thing you remember?"

Why would I tell you?

The imposter and I stared at each other again. Neither of us speaking a word. All I could think about was how familiar those eyes were. They were identical to my Igneel's.

"Natsu, are you going to speak with me?"

I didn't say a word.

"You're being a brat,"

No, I'm being cautious like my Igneel taught me.

"God damn it, boy!" The pink-haired humans image flickered back and forth between a pink-haired human then into the familiar tall red dragon a few times before landing on the pink-haired human.

"Igneel," I gasped out. My voice sounded so raspy after not using it for so long I barely even recognized it was mine.

"About time," Igneel smirked. "Sit down, we have a lot to talk about."

a/n: Hope you liked this chapter! Everything should be explained about the whole sleep/mate thing next chapter btw. Anyways, Happy Holidays to you all. I hope you get all you wanted and more. Okay, not really because I didn't get anything I wanted for Christmas so you shouldn't get what you want. (jk?)

OH! And before I forget because I forgot to put it on my other story, if anyone would be interested in being the editor/fresh pair of eyes for my stories inbox me and let me know! I hate it when I have mistakes in my work.

Until next time!

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