Summary: Sometimes the people around you can keep you going on, but they can't fill the void of what was lost. There are those who can understand though, don't worry, they'll always reach out for you.
FTP: Long time no see everyone, haven't been in a fanfic writing mood in a while, I'll try to continue my stories though even if i'm busy busy busy, well here's a one shot I had posted on my tumblr a while ago
fairy tail: silly FTP...
The 7th July x791, fourteen years have passed, but there are those who still hold the scars across their heart. And others whose wounds have been reopened afresh. Seeking solitude on the rest day of the grand magic games can anybody heal their shattered world?
"Hey Gray, where are Natsu, Wendy and Lucy?" a not so sober Cana whined to the ice make mage from across the room.
"The hell should I know?!" he replied angrily stripping in the process and allowing a very happy Juvia to eat him up with her eyes.
"Gajeel is not here as well?" the petite blue haired bookworm murmured looking from side to side and scanning every area of the sun bar for the pierced man. The voices of her teammates could be heard from across the town as they uttered in disappointment and horror a mighty "Levy-chan!"
"Shouldn't Lucy-nee be at the infirmary?" Romeo asked placing his head on the table and ignoring the sniffling Jet and Droy as Levy left the bar not giving them any reason and telling them to stay put.
"Poryluschka-san allowed her to leave and Lucy told her she would meet us here…" Erza informed the present with her hand on her chin in thought. She seemed worried for the girl whom she thought of as a little sister.
"Oh she's probably with ash brain, don't worry," Gray waved it off making it sound like it was the most natural thing in the world.
"Hmm," Erza cracked a small smile and nodded at Gray's suggestion looking out of the window to wave at the disguised Jellal. Perhaps it would be best to leave them alone tonight.
Gajeel Kurogane sat on the edge of the river in town, knees apart, an annoyed expression on his face, he arranged the bandana -whom a certain known book addict had given him after he tore his- and exhaled looking above at the sky.
"Thinking about Metallicana-san?" a small voice said from behind him, his eyes widened and he looked back at the petite solid script mage blinking. When her words registered he flushed an angry red and shrieked at the top of his lungs.
"Why would I think of that idiot pops!" he roared getting a small nervous chuckle from the girl who proceeded to sit by him taking her shoes off and dipping he feet in the cold and refreshing water.
"You know tomorrow is…" she began but he soon interrupted her grabbing her from the collar of her orange dress and placing their faces inches from each other
"I am not worried or anything about that stupid pops!" Gajeel growled before noticing how close their faces were and placing the girl back down, a little bit closer than she was before and looking away with a hand on his face to cover his blush. Levy also did the same, cupping her face with her hands to cool down the heat rising with her cheeks.
She heard Gajeel sigh and looked at the back of his long messy black hair, he hadn't looked back at her yet. His voice was a tad softer than usual, it held emotion, but it was still the harsh and gruff metallic tone of the iron dragon slayer.
"I'm just curious to know what he was up to," he coughed scratching the back of his head and looking back with a miserable face, "is up to…"
Levy smiled hugging his broad waist ignoring his question and remarks, and the arms flailing above her head, "It's ok, you two are father and son, he'll definitely come back, you'll definitely find him,"
"Gehe," Levy heard his chest vibrate and a weight was pressed on her head, the blue haired woman looked up to find him smirking at her.
Blinking back his surprise Gajeel at her hug, the dragon slayer had to admit he actually felt better and laughed, placing his hand on her head he patted her. Entangling from each other but their shoulders still together they looked above at the night sky feeling comfortable and happy with the others presence.
Natsu Dragneel was in a sour mood, but when he smelt a familiar sweet scent outside the city of Crocus where he had been strolling to take of his mind of the anniversary of his father's disappearance, he immediately felt the need to go by her side. What was that slight salty scent that he smelt from her? Running up a nearby hill he was actually not surprised to find her sitting by it's edge, the stars were shining brightly above her, she had once told him their light was soothing. There was a forest right behind her while he arrived from the side. Her shoulders were shuddering and she seemed to be looking downwards
"Lucy?" the pink haired dragon slayer mumbled under his breath, his energy and normal vitality was not coming to him as easily. He was still wearing bandages from the previous day's match but Natsu was a fast healer, in a matter of hours he would fully recover.
"N-natsu?" the girl stuttered wiping franticaly at her eyes, Natsu frowned at her weird behaviour, but he was not so dense as to not notice she had been crying.
"Bad day?" he asked scratching his cheek at a loss for what to say.
"Bad memories," she replied and gave a weak smile, looking up at the sky and then back down at her hands which she squeezed together, "Ever since Father …died, I've been feeling a little bit lost, and today it hit me that tomorrow is mama's death anniversary…this year it's bad, it's never been so bad, like I'm filled with dread and…I,"
She had began to trail off and stutter her hands massaging the opposite arm as if she was feeling a hill settle in her bone. What was this horrible feeling? Leave it to Natsu Dragneel however to clear the mood.
"Your mother's a dragon?!" Natsu's eyes widened as he flinched back, a shoe flew in his direction and he fell to his back. Lucy had stood up and threw it at him at full force the other shoe poised for action.
"I was kidding," he mumbled the shoe obstructing his mouth. Lucy couldn't help but shake her head and giggle, figures it would be Natsu to cheer her up. The man got up and sat down by her side as soon as she took back her seat.
"It must hard for you to, tomorrow, I mean," the blonde murmured trying not to sound too rude or curious.
Natsu blinked, the girl actually understood, he figured in a way that was deeper than anyone else could. Before he could speak, Lucy offered him th hope he had been looking for.
"You're lucky Natsu, you get a second chance with your father," the blonde sighed bringing her knees up and hugging them to her chest, "I wish I could see mother again, or have another go with father,"
"You're right," Natsu grinned his goofy smile, he had felt that after the seven years they had lost it was just a desperate chase, but now he knew he had to keep on hoping and looking out for Igneel
"Igneel is out there somewhere," he said and grabbed her handed making her blink in surprise at the warmth and comfort he transmitted to her by the simple gesture, she squeezed his hand as her lips gently twitched upwards and sent it back tenfold. Natsu's smile widened and he put his other arm round her shoulder seeing as she was trembling with the chill of the cold night air.
"I'LL FIND YOU IGNEEL," he roared at the stars making the celestial mage giggle. He promised to himself he would always be there for Lucy, he would be her family, maybe he could ask Igneel to adopt her when he found him. Natsu would not leave her alone, ever.
"Lucy and Natsu?" the wind dragon slayer and her exceed had hid on a tree behind the duo and they had heard everything. Wendy did not want to ruin the party for fairy tail because of her sadness for missing her mother. Now she felt much better though and she owed it to the two in front of her. Lucy's head had found Natsu's shoulder and the pink haired man placed his own on the blonde's, resting content in the others company.
"They sure are optimistic," Charle muttered but she giggled at the content expression on Wendy's face that had formed after hearing them talk.
"We'll definitely find our dragons," she whispered determined as Charle nodded and patted her head.
Hope is the last one to die. Fight on Fairy Tail. The 7th July will be upon them soon enough. Don't get trampled by the wheels of the fate that has just began it's course.