Heeey! I'm back and ready with another chapter! Ok let me tell you…I do NOT…own Fairy Tail but I'll inherit it when Mashima-sama dies (NOT) I'd like to give my thanks to Konoha's Black Dragon for wonderfully editing and reviewing my story and Girl-in-the-tiger-kimono for supporting me with wonderful inspiration (whether she knows it or not)! Thank you, my close friends! Now, read! :D
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Last she knew she was kissing him. Now she was walking hand in hand with him, down the road to the guild, Fairy Tail. God how she loved him! Why? She didn't know, to be honest. Maybe it was because of the endless times he had saved her. Maybe it was because they were both Dragon Slayers. All she knew was she loved him. She nuzzled his arm fondly and smiled. She wished this could last forever.
They were just outside the guild hall when suddenly Natsu came to a halt and looked ahead with concern.
"Natsu? What is it?" She asked, but she looked ahead where he had his gaze pointed and gasped in terror. A steel blur raced at them with such speed that what the object was, they couldn't tell.
"Wendy!" was all he yelled as he jumped in front of her and took the object, a sword, directly in his chest.
"NATSU!" she screamed.
Her screams garnered the attention of those inside the guild and Erza ran out, investigating the scream and stared wide eyed at the bloody scene.
"N-natsu…Wendy, what happened?"
"Th-that sword! It was flying toward me a-and he jumped in front of me!" she tried to stop the tears but they just wouldn't stop falling.
"Can you heal him?" Erza asked, kneeling next to the bloody, unconscious boy.
"N-no, my powers aren't strong enough to heal something of that size. I'm sorry…" she pointed her gaze at the ground. Erza put a gentle hand on her head.
"Come on, let's go take care of Natsu" and Erza gently picked up the boy and entered the guild, ignoring the stares.
Lucy noticed the injured flame user and screamed in shock, "What the hell happened?"
"The target was Wendy, but Natsu took the blow to the chest instead." Ezra answered calmly despite the seriousness of the wound. Instantly there much commotion in the guild hall as people wanted to know who would dare attack one of their own.
"Who did this?" many demanded.
"We don't know yet. We are going to figure it out. Now move so we can get to the … Master!"
The short man came walking down the stairs.
"God, Erza! What happened?" he asked, anger barely kept off his face.
"Wendy was attacked and Natsu took the hit for her. We don't know who the enemy is just yet."
"Get him to the infirmary. Then go get Polyushko," came his curt reply.
Erza took Natsu to the infirmary ad set him down gently. With a lingering glance, she ran to get the old healer.
The short amount of time that it took for her to get back with Polyushko seemed like an eternity to Natsu's guild mates.
"Makarov, show me the boy," demanded the old woman.
With a nod, he led her to Natsu lay; the sword still in his chest for fear that pulling it out would cause unstoppable bleeding.
At the sight of him, her eyes widened. She rounded on the short, old man, "You should have called me sooner! You," she said, pointing at Ezra, "Go get the healer girl!"
Ezra nodded and made to leave the room, but as if on cue, Wendy ran into the room, worry written all over her face.
"Wendy, you are the only one who can heal him. There's a spell…only a Dragon Slayer has the power the cast it."
"I'll do anything! Show me the spell," she begged, truly willing to do anything for the one she loved, even if it meant her life.
Polyushko walked over to the girl and placed her hands firmly on Wendy's head. Wendy suddenly had the strange sensation of something being implanted into her mind. The information took over her body as she walked over to the bed that Natsu lay on and place her hands on his bloody chest after pulling the sword out and chanted the spell: "Dracomagnuscoelorum!Hoc unumrogo-ostendendampotestateminme,ut curemhominemet facerebene!
At first nothing happened, much to Wendy's confusion, the spell had taken up most of her magic. But slowly the wound started to close, flesh and bone knitted themselves back together and instead of a gaping wound in his chest there was only a large scar, pink with new flesh. Panting, Wendy looked at the old woman for confirmation that everything had happened as it was supposed to.
"Do not worry, Wendy. Let him rest, he will wake up in a day or so." The old woman said, confirming that he would be alright now.
"Thank you, so much." She kissed Natsu on the cheek, before rushing up to and hugging the old woman, and then walked out of the room to tell the rest of the guild how he was doing.
The first person she met was Lucy who immediately inquired about Natsu.
"How is he? Will he live?" The second question came out much quieter, as she feared that they had their friend.
"He's fine for the moment," she said, "Natsu should wake up in a day or so."
Lucy was overjoyed and raced around telling everyone the good news. Wendy smiled at her friend, before turning back to the infirmary. Once she entered she walked over to Natsu's bed and pulled up a chair sitting down. Gently nuzzling her lovers arm, she said "I love you, Natsu...," And she thought to herself…
I will stay here beside you My Love until you wake…
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Credits:
Editor: Konoha's Black Dragon
Support: Girl-in-the-tiger-kimono
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