Hey I'm just letting you all know I have no idea how other schools work, I'll be using the function of my Middle School. Natsu and Zeref are almost 3/4 or 75% done with the school year for anyone who was wondering.


They all walked in the school. Gajeel goes right, and the rest of them go left for their 1st class. Zeref and Natsu stop at their class and tell Rogue goodbye. "We'll see you in third period, okay?" Rogue says with a smile. "'Kay," Natsu and Zeref say in unison. They walk into the class; the teacher sitting at her desk with a book. Her smiling face welcomes them in. Natsu and Zeref take their seats in the back of the class.

Social studies was easy for the two of them especially with Ms. Strauss. Natsu sat right next to the window in the corner and Zeref sat right next to him. "Okay class now where did we leave off?" a red-head immediately responds to Ms. Strauss's question saying, "Pg. 102 on the second paragraph." "Thank you, Erza," Ms. Strauss says. They all get out our textbooks and start reading. "For the rest of the class please read pages 102 to 105, and when you're done read your library books," Ms. Strauss smiles. This is basically what they do everyday in her class mostly cause she doesn't want to do anything unless it's Friday then they take a test.

-55 MIN. later-

Natsu and Zeref leave the class and look at eachother. This is where they part. "See ya' in third period!" Natsu calls over his shoulder as he walks away.

Natsu makes his way around the corner to his next class. Natsu had Coach Elfman this period. Sometimes he really got on his nerve with his talk about being a man all the time. "What's up, pinky." Natsu hears a voice just as an arm snake around his shoulder. Natsu looks to left of him, and there is Zancrow...great.

"What do you want?" Natsu says trying to back away. Zancrow grabs Natsu's shoulder and slams him against the wall. Zancrow now has both of Natsu's hands in one hand. "Where'd you get that?" Zancrow laughs poking the bruise on his cheek with his right arm. Natsu winced. "None of your business," Natsu shot back. Zancrow eyed him. "Is that so?" he says punching Natsu in the gut with his free arm. Natsu gasps. "Feel like telling me now?" "Bastard," Natsu breathes out.

"I guess not," Zancrow says punching him twice this time, "Everytime you don't tell me I'll double the amount of punches. So how 'bout you tell me now." "Why do you wanna know anyway?" Natsu says gasping for air. "I'll take that as a no," Zancrow punches him four times this time harder than the rest he must be annoyed. Natsu starts to have a coughing fit the bitter tatse of metal in his mouth all to familar to him.

"I fell down the stairs..." Natsu whispers. "Don't lie to me," Zancrow snickers. "I'm n-" Natsu was cut off by Zancrow punching him eight times. Zancrow lets go of him causing Natsu to fall to the ground coughing up blood. Natsu holds onto his stomach, "Damn you." "You could've just told me then this wouldn't have happened," Zancrow laughs then he looks at his watch, "Looks like you're 25 minutes late." Natsu grabs his bag slowly. He tries getting up, but slumps back down to the ground.

Natsu uses the wall for support and gets up. "You'd think I'd be used to this..." he thinks to himself. Zancrow laughs and starts to walk away probably going to smoke like he usually did in the school's shed with his friends. Natsu walked to the bathroom one arm holding his stomach and the other holding on to the wall. When he finally gets there, he looks up and sees two guys talking with bathroom passes around there wrist (students in my school sometimes where the string on the bathroom pass around there wrist). They look at him; Natsu expects them to ignore him, getting caught of guard when they came up to him. "Hey, man what happened to you?" a raven asks, he had eyes to match his hair. Natsu would have replyed with I'm fine, but he wasn't in the mood to talk right now.

He walks right passed them not saying a word. Natsu then looks at himself in the mirror. He looked bad. His uniform was ripped a little. From what? He didn't know. His cheek looked irritated from being constanly poked at. His mouth was still flooded with blood, but he didn't want to spit it out because the boys from before were still standing there. He gently patted his cheek, and then he felt sick making him want to get rid of the metallic taste in his mouth. He hunches over the sink, and let's the blood pool over his mouth causing him to choke and cough. The boy next to the raven came to his aid and started patting his tried to push the boy away from him, but was getting weak and so were his legs.

After all the blood came from his mouth, he now had both boys trying to support him which was quite easy considering he was a little more than underwieght. "I'm fine," Natsu choked. Natsu tried standing up straight, but fell back almost hitting the sink. The raven had caught him before he hit it. The raven then began to try and pick the pinkette up which caught him off gaurd causing him to struggle to get away from the raven. "Please, stop. I told you I'm okay I-I need to get to class," Natsu said quietly. The other boy with glasses and ginger hair spoke up, "Not in this condition, we're taking you to the nurse whether you like it or not." "Yeah with these kind of injuries the nurse will probably have to call your parents," the raven agreed. That got Natsu more riled up, "No! That isn't necessary! I'll be fine...I've had worse." He whispered the last part, but both boys heard it. "That doesn't matter," the raven says putting Natsu over his shoulder ignoring his protests, "You're hurt, so we're taking you to the nurse."

Natsu constantly yelled at the two boys, who revealed themselves as Loke and Gray, until they got to the 5th grade building. "You know you're surprising light for a fifth grader," Gray, the raven, says trying to make small talk. "I'm in sixth grade..." Natsu says shyly, no longer the loud boy before. "Really?!" Loke says surprised, "I'm surprised even considering your height you're a very unheathly weight." "How would you know?" Gray asks raising a skeptical eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?" Loke says dramatically. "Well considering that you aren't the one carrying him, how do you know?" Gray says calmly. "Well I-," Loke pauses, "good point." Loke seemed gloomy now. "Although you are very light, pinky," Gray says with slight concern. "I just-" Natsu stops and thinks of what he was going say. He gives most of his food to Zeref without him noticing, and his dad never really fed them.

"Oh!" Loke says, "We pasted up the infirmary!" Loke walks backwards about five steps, and stops at the door with the sign nurse on it. "How did they miss that?" Natsu thought to himself. Loke knocks on the door.

A pink-haired woman with green eyes known as Porlyusica opens the door obviously agitated. "What do you need?" she looks over at Gray and sees Natsu over his shoulder and sighs, "Come in." Gray and Loke walk in; Gray sets Natsu on one of three beds. Porlyusica looks at Natsu and pushes Gray out the way. She pokes at Natsu's cheek making him slap her hand away, "Look lady I don't even know why I'm here. These two just felt the need to bring me here." Porlyusica grabs Natsu's shoulders, earning a wince from him, and slams him against the bed. "Ow! What was that for?!" "Lay still," Porlyusica says plainly. Natsu obeys her.

Gray and Loke watched them. Then the woman walked up to them, and said, "What happened?" Gray and Loke explain while Natsu is lost in his thoughts.

What would his dad do when he picked him up? Of course he wouldn't beat him right then and there...there would be witnesses. He'd take him home, bring out the thing that he only brings out when Zeref isn't around, beat him, throw him, and then put him in his room.

Porlyusica walks toward him, snapping him out of his daze. "This bruise..." she says grabbing Natsu's face and facing his cheek twoards her. "What about it?" Natsu asks yanking his face away from her. "It didn't happen today," she says narrowing her eyes. "So?" he says getting nervous. "You must've gotten it over the weekend." "I fell down the stairs," Natsu says immediately. Porlyusica wasn't buying it, "If you fell down the stairs and got this kind of bruise then you would be dead, you could survive if you were lucky but," she looks at Natsu and says, "due to your size you would have snapped your neck." Natsu looks away.

"Now let me look at your stomach," she says. "What?" Natsu says confused. "The two boys say that you were coughing up a lot of blood. Now let me check your stomach," Porlyusica says demandingly. The two boys lean forward to see the damage. Natsu lifts up his shirt slowly. Scars and bruises littered his body. Porlyusica stares wide eyed, "How did this happen?" "A fight..." Natsu says quietly. "A fight or a beating?" she asks meaningfully, she knows how cruel this world is and knew that the bruises on the boy's stomach was from a fight, but his cheek and the scars that was from a something else or someone else. Natsu avoided her gaze and shifted nervously.

"Several veins were popped on the cheek, stomach is no better," Porlyusica began to talk to herself for a minute or two.

"What's your parents' names?" she asked. "Parent," Natsu swallowed hard. "Excuse me?" Porlyusica asked. "Parent," he says just as strained, "I only have one parent." "I see," she says quietly, "What's their name?" "Inigo." She remebered that name, and it made so much sense now. She remebered that boy, just as hot-headed as the one in front of her. She also remembered Natsu's face he looked like...Surya. Inigo's wife; she remembered not being able to attend her funeral because of a trip she was on. How did she not see it? She looked at Natsu small and petite like his mother; his face was so much like hers. He was the exact image of her.

"I'll call him," she says quietly. "Is that really necessary?" Natsu asks. Gray and Loke looked at eachother confused. "Why do you not wanna go home?" Loke asks, "If I were you I'd be dancing right about now." "Sure," Natsu says sarcasticly. "Don't you boys have a class to get to?" Porlyusica askes and just as she said that the bell rang. "Oh, shit," They say in unison and take off out the door. "I don't plan on loosing my job," Porlyusica says, "So I'm going to call your father, but you should probably rest 'til he gets here."

"I need all the rest I can get..." Natsu thought to himself.


"Where's Natsu?" Rougue asked Zeref. "I don't know maybe he's running late for class...You know how much he hates this class," Zeref responded. "Why wouldn't he?" Rogue says looking at the teacher. Professor Zero was no ones favorite...well maybe his son's, Midnight, who got away with messing with the three of them. One weird thing about the boy is that he had a bad habit of...falling asleep everywhere and anywhere.

*Beep*

"Professor Zero?" came a quiet voice.

"Yes?" Zero replied.

"Please send Zeref Dragneel to the principal's office," the voice said.

"Yes mam'."

"Thank you, sir."

*Beep* the intercom turned off.

"Oooooo," everyone childishly said. Zeref waved to Rogue and left the room with a sigh. This was about Natsu he knew. "Dammit," he thought. Zeref walked down the halls until he got to the front office walked in then went to the room with Principal on it. He took a deep breathe and walked in.

"Zeref, my boy!" Makarov said as soon as Zeref cracked open the door, "Well it's nice to see you."
"Nice to see you too," Zeref replied. Makarov had visited the twins when they were eleven. "This is about Natsu isn't it?" Zeref asked. "Yes, it is," Makarov said suddenly serious, "I need to ask you a few questions before I tell you what happened first; is that alright?"
"Of course."
"First of all, how did Natsu get that bruise on his cheek?"
Zeref stiffened but answered, "He fell d-"
"Don't give me any of'he fell down the stairs' bullshit." "I'm sorry, but I-" "Please, Zeref, This is for both of you just tell me."
"I can't," Zeref looked away.
"Let me give you some motivation."
"Blackmail?"
"No, like I said motivation. Natsu is on his way home."
"What?" Zeref stiffened again.
"Your father came to pick him up fifteen minutes ago."
"Our father."
"Excuse me?" Makarov asked confused.
"Our father did it to him," Zeref began to tremble.
"How long has this been going on?" Makarov asks trying not to get angry that one of his favorite students would do such a thing.
"S-since we c-could walk," Zeref says tears brimming over his eyes, "P-please Makarov y-you gotta b-bring him back." "I promise I will," Makarov says dialing in the number of Atlas and Igneel.


I like how this went more than the last chapter.

Hope you enjoyed and have a lovely day~