Long time no see, guys… hehehe… miss me? (#plak# yar whish!) hehehe… by the way, I'm so sorry for the late update. Both of us were quiet busy for this past a week. Both? Yep, they're me and my beta reader, Kairaita. And like usual, I want to say my thanks to Kai for beta read my story. =D
Well, to make it short, lemme reply these review first. Oh guys… I'm really happy receiving these reviews. Thank you ^^
PurpleDiva888 : Haha… hello there~… but sorry for the late update anyway. I hope you're still alive there to read this new chapter XD About your questions… I think they'll be revealed in the next, next, next chapter X9 And… aww… thank you very much for doing those. I really appreciated it XDD
darkangel1992 : Yea, Loke is in the second chart for my 'favorite male character in FT' X9 (*who the hell are care anyway? LoL) And I'm happy that you enjoying the story. Keep reviewing… XD
Lost Canvas : No no… it's okay if you complain or protest about things in my story. Like what I said over and over again that I receive anything, include flame. It sometimes might be a motivation for me ^^v And yeah, about Natsu vs. Loke (*what the…? =P) I admit if it more to Natsu because I like their relationship and I like making Natsu sad and down (*what a maniac, right? Hehehe…). But it's not like I don't like Loke (*love him instead. Gray and Loke, both are cool! X]) Anyway, for the next chapter forward, I'll try to give Loke a bigger role again. Ah, RnR… =D
Yin005 : Hehe… even I got a bit dizzy thinking about the plot of this story, LoL XD Natsu is was so naïve, isn't it? Hehe…
Rewinsan : Aww… I could make them in character all thanks to my beat reader. She/ He (*sorry, I haven't asked whether Kai is a 'she' or 'he'. LoL, sorry…) gave me much helps and suggestion about the characters' reaction. And then, I beg you to not die before you read my story, khehehe… X] Ya, juga udah baca chapter 272. Lucy, sugoi! Tapi tetap aja… Gray kapan sih muncul lagi~~… (*pout)
Laila Yagami : Hello… hehehe… finally I'll start to reveal the mysteries. And whose grave it was? Of course it was Gray Fullbuster's… XD Anyway, keep reading and leave me a review~~…
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***Fairy**Tail***
Genre, Rate, Pairing… I think you've know it already. So can I skip that from now on…? =P
Disclaimer
Fairy Tail is Hiro Mashima's. I'm merely a big fan of Fairy Tail (*Gray Fullbuster's actually) who borrow the characters.
Chapter 10. Vision, Makarov Knows
…he can't be there, he can't see it yet…
***Fairy**Tail***
A few minutes earlier at the graveyard…
Little Gray stood still on the spot. His eyes were fixed on the granite stone that bore Gray Fullbuster's name.
"Gray Fullbuster…" he whispered, and caressed the granite surface with his little fingers.
"I'm Gray… so, it's me…?" he mumbled, feeling totally confused and like he had lost his senses. Instantly, he shook his head to try and clear his chaotic mind, and pulled his hand away from the granite stone. "No… no, I must be wrong. There's tons of Grays in this world," Little Gray said to himself, mostly to calm down. "And he's probably just one of them. I don't even know if I'm a Fullbuster."
Gray sighed, and stepped backwards slightly. "But, who's this Gray Fullbuster? Was he a Fairy Tail mage?" he wondered. And then an image of Natsu shaking from holding in his tears while looking at the grave flashed into the raven-haired little boy's mind. "What was he like with the flame-head, if that guy cries over him? I don't think the fire-eater cries a lot… How'd he die? What kind of person was Gray Fullbuster?"
Little Gray spent a long period of silence thinking, after which he decided to go back to the guild and find out more about this Gray Fullbuster guy. As he turned around, he felt a sudden, sharp pain in his head. It hurt so badly that the little boy immediately fell to his knees.
"ARGH!" Gray cried in agony and gripped his head, wanting more than anything for the pain to stop. He couldn't bear it. It felt as if his head was cracking in two and like someone was beating his brain mercilessly. The little boy started sweating and tears of pain formed in his eyes. In a last-ditch attempt to stop the pain, he shut his eyes tightly.
There was a strange sensation. The moment he closed his eyes, the ground seemed to swirl away into darkness. But at the same time, he could still feel as if his knees were stuck firmly on the swirling ground. He could vaguely hear some voices. Voices that sounded so familiar. And those voices were calling his name.
"Gray! Hold on!"
'Huh? It sounds like Natsu.'
"Gray! Stop talking! Virgo will help you close your wounds!"
'That must be Erza-nee. She sounds scary and demanding like usual. But somehow, I think she sounds worried too… Huh? What wounds?'
"Gray… please, stop talking…"
'Lucy-nee? You too? Why does she sound so sad and like she's about to cry?'
"DON'T TALK AS IF YOU'RE GOING TO DIE BASTARD!"
'It's Natsu again. Hey, why's he talking all angry like that?
"Gray! Don't act recklessly!"
'Loke, he's there too?'
"What are you saying? You won't leave this guild…"
'Erza-nee again… Now I'm sure she sounds worried and like she's gonna cry.'
"Gray… don't waste your energy, you'll definitely be saved…"
'It's Loke again. Why does he sound so sad? It's rare to hear his voice shaky like that.'
'Why is everyone so sad?'
"GRAY!"
"Gray!"
Litle Gray opened his eyes, panting. Cold sweat ran down his now-pale face, as well as his tears, mixing with the sweat. Tears of pain. The pain had made him shake violently. That vision just now felt so real. Those voices, the voices of people he knew well, he had heard them clearly. Somehow, it sent shivers through his body. Why had everyone sounded so sad, so worried? And not to mention the fear in their voices; that was very clear. Gray would be lying to himself if he said he hadn't been scared, seeing that vision. He really was scared.
Gray was sure if those voices owner referred to one certain person, Gray. But he wasn't sure if that Gray was him. Which Gray?
The little boy wiped his face with his sleeves. He was still shaking, and he had to resist the urge to throw up from the dizziness. The pain had been fading all this time, although it hadn't completely disappeared yet. When Gray lifted his face, he found that he was looking straight at the tombstone. Understanding suddenly shot through his mind. Gray Fullbuster. The Gray that Natsu, Lucy, Erza, and Loke had been calling in the vision was this Gray Fullbuster. Gray Fullbuster was once a mage of Fairy Tail, so it made sense.
Was the vision just now the time when this Gray Fullbuster died? The thought sent shivers through his little body. If this was true (and he didn't know why, but he was really sure it was true), then he was afraid. An eerie feeling attacked him. He felt as if what he had seen had really been his own death. But that was impossible, right? He was alive right now. Yet now, he wanted to know more about this Gray Fullbuster.
"Who's this Gray Fullbuster, really?" the boy muttered, after collecting his breath. He didn't move from his sitting position on the cold cement floor, still feeling too tired, shocked, and weak to stand up. There was suddenly the sound of rushing footsteps coming closer, but Gray didn't even flinch.
"What are you doing here, ice brat?" snapped a harsh voice. Gray twitched, knowing who the owner of the voice was. Slowly, yet confidently, Gray looked up. Natsu stood there with the strangest of expressions mixed on his face. Rage, tiredness, worry, and sadness. "Don't you know you're not supposed to be here?" Natsu snapped again. The younger boy lifted an eyebrow.
"How come?" Gray asked childishly, yet sharply. "There's no rule saying that little kids can't go to the graveyard, right?" he retorted, trying to sound cold and sarcastic. Natsu opened his mouth as if to respond, but seemed to be at a loss for words to answer. An uneasy silence fell between them.
"Who's Gray Fullbuster?" Little Gray suddenly asked, taking Natsu aback. The Dragon Slayer's eyes widened at the question. He didn't know how to answer.
"Wh- why do I have to tell you? It's not your business," Natsu said, keeping his voice cold.
"Our names are the same," Little Gray mumbled, giving a reason in his childish way. Natsu just scoffed in annoyance, not affected by the boy's adorableness at all.
"That's not a reason!" Natsu growled. He turned his head away irritably, and found that he was standing right in front of his friend's tombstone. At once, his eyes softened, and this did not go unnoticed by the little boy.
"Who is he?" the boy repeated his question, in a softer and more careful tone. He was still unaware of how sensitive the salmon-haired mage was to this topic.
Natsu caught the change in Gray's tone. It was more polite and innocent, not like his usual demanding and challenging tone, and Natsu couldn't find a reason to snap at him.
"I won't tell you, brat," Natsu hissed angrily, but his voice equally as soft as Gray's. Natsu knew he was starting to lose his cool. Letting out an annoyed sound, he turned his back to the little boy. "Go back to the guild. Or else Mira and the rest are going to die from worrying about you," Natsu ordered more calmly. To his surprise, Gray made to obey, although the boy let out a soft growl.
"Just tell me one thing about him," the raven-haired boy pleaded, his voice taking on more of a whining tone now. Natsu shot him an annoyed glare, hoping that the kid would quit asking. Unfortunately, he seemed to have no intention of doing so. Gray kept staring at him with his demanding and curious eyes and Natsu couldn't deny that it was somewhat adorable.
Natsu gulped. He knew Gray wouldn't stop bothering him until he got what he wanted.
"He was a mage from this guild, and he was my rival in everything," Natsu stated quietly. He took a few steps forward, and added something in an even softer voice. "…He was also the best friend I've ever had."
At that last statement, the little boy's eyes snapped wide open in surprise and disbelief. But from those words, a warm feeling suddenly rushed through him.
'What's this feeling?' Gray wondered quietly, gripping his chest at the strange warmth. Even though Natsu was referring to his dead friend from those words, little Gray felt some sort of a happy sensation from them. As if he was the one Natsu's words were referring to.
***Fairy**Tail***
Since it was autumn, the weather was cold and the wind blew all the time on that day. People would usually hide in a warm building, enjoying the scenery of wind blowing fall leaves along with it. But it was different with a certain little boy. Instead, he sat at the shore, on the sandy ground, staring blankly towards the horizon. The cold wind that would freeze anyone else didn't affect him at all.
After they had left the graveyard where little Gray had found Gray Fullbuster's tombstone, Gray and Natsu hadn't talked at all. One was busy with his own thoughts while the other was reluctant to talk with the other. To put it simply, neither of them were willing to talk to each other. Once they returned to the guild, Natsu took a seat obviously far away from Gray, after briefly telling Mirajane that he had found Gray roaming around the city square. Gray didn't say anything, just nodding in confirmation at Natsu's words.
Natsu then went to meet up with Erza and Laxus to discuss something. Gray didn't care about that much, since he had his own things to think about. In addition, the pain in his head hadn't gone away completely yet. So he excused himself to the backyard, saying that he wanted to do his daily practice, although actually he did nothing but sit down there. The vision he had seen—or heard earlier, it wouldn't stop ringing in his mind. The voices of people full of worry and fear. They had been begging that Gray to stay alive. But little Gray knew the end of that story already; sadly, Gray Fullbuster was dead.
Little Gray had no idea at all why he had had that vision. He believed that he had no relation to this Fullbuster guy either. Heck, he'd never even seen the guy once before. Gray became more curious about this Gray Fullbuster's identity. He had a feeling that if he found out about this Gray Fullbuster, then every mystery about himself right now would be revealed as well. Little Gray knew that the vision wasn't the only mystery he had right now.
Hugging his knees, he buried his pounding head in them. The pounding wasn't intense, but it still bothered him.
"Hey, son. What are you doing out here in this cold weather?" asked someone behind the little boy. Gray glanced around to see who was there, and found Makarov walking toward his direction.
"Gramps…" Little Gray released his hold on his knees, turning his body in order to get a better view of the short old man. His head was still beating non-stop, but he ignored it.
"Something is bothering your mind, Gray-chan?" asked the old man kindly.
The little boy tilted his head aside, thinking. "Yeah…" he replied shortly. But he had no intention of telling the old man. Or… did he?
"Is that so…" Makarov stopped in his tracks beside the little boy. "Do you mind telling me?" asked the former master, smiling kindly. Gray looked at him with a thinking expression, considering his options. Telling him was a good idea, so that he could at least get everything off his chest. But at the same time, Gray thought there was some kind of risk. From the way Natsu had acted when he found him at the graveyard, Gray could tell that he apparently wasn't allowed to be there. What if Makarov was mad at him for that intentional accident?
Seeing little Gray staying quiet with a blank expression, Makarov sighed inwardly in understanding. If Gray didn't want to tell him, that was fine.
"Alright, if you don't want to tell me, I understand," said the short old man, repeating his thought out loud. Just as Makarov was about to turn around to leave the boy, Gray spoke.
"Gramps, do you know who Gray Fullbuster is?"
This caught Makarov by surprise. His expression sharpened as he stared at Gray. The little boy was caught by surprise as he sensed the mood change, twitching a little and letting out a yelp.
"I'm… I'm so sorry, Gramps. I-if you don't want to tell me, it's okay…" Gray stammered nervously. He hid his face in his hands, afraid that the old man was going to explode in anger. But Makarov regained his composure, clearing his throat after seeing the little boy's reaction.
"No, it's alright, Gray-chan," Makarov said, calming the boy down. "But first, may I ask why you are suddenly interested in this person? Or rather, how did you come to know of his existence?"
Gray relaxed, lowering his hands. Hesitantly, he told Makarov about everything that had happened earlier. About what he had seen in the vision at the graveyard, as well as including when he had seen Natsu's expression and the tombstone. In actuality, he only wanted to tell the old man the big things he had seen, but every detail continued to slip out. It seemed like he couldn't lie or hold anything back from Makarov. The former guild master had some kind of undeniable charisma.
"It's always in my head now. I can't stop thinking about it," Gray complained. He was still sitting on the sands while Makarov stood next to him, the old man's arms crossed behind his back as he listened to Gray's story.
'A vision about the death of Gray Fullbuster…' Makarov mumbled mentally. 'This is getting interesting. Is it a clue as to the whole mystery of the relationship between this Gray and the dead Gray?' Makarov looked at little Gray, who was staring at the horizon again. A few minutes passed in silence, and Makarov's eyes widened. Like a puzzle piece clicking into place, he suddenly understood. As the realization washed over him, Makarov's lips curved in a warm smile. His gaze towards the little boy was now full with the feeling of longing. 'It's a miracle, huh?'
"So because of that, you really want to know about this Gray Fullbuster so badly?" Makarov asked. Gray's reply was a slight nod. "Then why don't you ask Lucy or Natsu instead? They would surely help you. Perhaps Erza and Mirajane as well?" he suggested.
Little Gray frowned. "Why do I have to ask them when you're here right now and you can tell me?" Makarov shook his head and let out a light-hearted laugh.
"I'm sorry, but I simply can't, Gray-chan. First, although he was my son—"
"Gray Fullbuster was your son?" the little boy stated in surprise, interrupting Makarov's words. Makarov let out another light laugh, facing the sea.
"Yes, he was, Gray-chan. But not biologically. I consider him my son because he was part of Fairy Tail. Here at Fairy Tail, we are family. You as well, Gray-chan. You're also part of this family, and therefore, you are also my son." The short old man patted the raven-haired boy's head gently, grinning. Little Gray grinned back and nodded gratefully.
"Thanks, Gramps,"
"Now, let me continue. I have several reasons as to why I can't tell you. First, although he was my son, I feel as if I didn't know him very well. He was a rather closed-off kind of person. Second, I believe that Natsu, Erza, and Lucy knew him much better, as they were very close in the past. And third, I don't have the right to tell you about this matter," Makarov explained.
"How come you don't have the right to?" Gray asked disappointedly. Makarov shrugged, recalling the time when they had first discussed the appearance of this mini-Gray with Lucy, Loke, and the rest. They had all agreed that it was best for little Gray to not know about Gray Fullbuster.
"But I can't ask them." Gray frowned. "I think Mira-nee and Lucy-nee are trying to hide something from me, and I kinda think it's about this. Erza-nee, I'm too afraid of her. And Natsu…" the little boy stopped for a moment, and let out a resigned sigh. "I'm sure he won't tell me anything, after what he was like when he found me at the graveyard place."
"Then what about Loke? Or even Juvia? You're close to them as well, right?" Makarov suggested again. But Gray put on his pouting face.
"Same as Lucy-nee and Mira-nee," he mumbled.
"Well, I suppose you cannot blame them though," Makarov commented amusedly.
"Why does everyone act like this Gray Fullbuster guy is a secret?" Little Gray asked curiously.
Makarov inhaled deeply. "Sorry, Gray-chan. But I have no right telling you that either." Gray pouted at this.
"You said we're family. How come a family is keeping secrets from each other?" the little boy protested. Makarov chuckled at this.
"Well, Gray. If you really want to know that badly, why don't you just look for it yourself?" A smirk began to spread across the old man's face.
"Can I? But I think it's something I'm not supposed to know about…" Gray's eyebrows furrowed in thought, while Makarov lifted his own.
"If you knew that already, then why are you still asking?"
Gray fell silent. Realizing it, he mumbled something like "Oh, yeah," with a bit of embarrassment. "But I'm curious!" the little ice mage whined. Makarov laughed at this again.
"If you feel as if you have a right to find out, then go ahead. Don't let the curiosity kill you."
Gray stared at the old man for some minutes, digesting his words. When he did, a smile grew on his face and excitement glowed in his eyes. "You think so, Gramps?" he cheerily asked, and Makarov nodded in response.
"Alright!" Gray stood up. "I'm gonna start looking now," he grinned happily. Makarov smiled, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder. With Gray standing up like that, they were the same height.
"Actually, there's something I wanted to tell you," the ex-master of Fairy Tail said. "Although I suppose it's a little late." Makarov moved his gaze to Gray's face, who stared at him in confusion. Makarov wistfully patted the boy's shoulder.
"Welcome home, Gray."
The boy blinked his onyx orbs in confusion, not understanding what the old man meant. "Eh?"
But Makarov just gave the boy another smile, speaking again. "I know you're there. And I know, I believe that sooner or later you'll be able to surface, though perhaps just once. I'll wait for that moment."
Okay, now Gray was really confused. He wondered if Makarov was talking to him, or to someone else who was invisible. Or even worse, if Makarov had gone crazy.
"Gramps, what are you doing? Who're you talking to?" Little Gray frowned, but Makarov only smiled again in reply. The old man then lifted his hands away from Gray's shoulder and turned around, walking away.
"Nothing really, Gray-chan. Ah, one more thing, Gray," Makarov spoke again, stopping in his tracks without even looking back at the boy behind him. "Five years ago, we saved your belongings. I don't know what they were thinking, your team. But we didn't throw it away or sell it or anything, so it's in a room on the second floor of the guild."
"What?" Little Gray asked. He was really completely confused now. What Makarov was saying didn't make sense at all. Makarov glanced at the little boy with a smirk plastered on his face.
"I hope this will bring you some clues, Gray-chan," Makarov winked, walking away again and leaving the dumbfounded little boy behind.
***Fairy**Tail***
"Why is the guild building so big?" a little boy growled in annoyance, stomping down a long corridor. Gray was on the second floor of the Fairy Tail guild building, examining the rooms up there one by one. It had been almost an hour since he started searching, going through twelve different rooms, and yet he still hadn't found what he wanted.
After Makarov had given him some strange information, Gray couldn't stop wondering about it. Trying his luck, he had gone to the second floor right after dinner, unnoticed. He didn't really care whether the people downstairs would be worried or not after realizing his disappearance. Not yet, anyway. But today, he was going to find something out. Something that would lead him to the source of all these mysteries, to Gray Fullbuster.
"Thirteenth door," Little Gray said out loud, slightly exasperated by how long it took just to reach this door. The door itself didn't look very special; it was just made of a dark-colored wood with a copper knob. The little boy slowly turned the knob and opened the door. Inside the room, it looked like an old warehouse and it was pretty dusty. The only things in the room were several boxes that looked old and untouched. The room was small, with a big window on one side that was covered with a beige curtain. There was also a lamp, but when he turned it on, it was quite dim.
Gray walked inside, seeing nothing interesting except for the boxes. He examined the boxes one by one and found that it wasn't sealed properly. It looked like those boxes had once, or maybe several times, been opened and wasn't sealed again well. He peeked into one and found a bunch of old books and magazines. He picked one up, a hardcover book that he assumed was a novel. Little Gray was sure that he had never even seen or touched these books before. However, he felt as if he had already read them before. Dumbfounded, Gray put the novel back in its box again, trying to shrug off his thoughts about the familiar feeling over the bunch of papers. He moved on to another box.
The next box was full of clothes. He found many old boxers, trousers, shirts, and jackets. He paid more attention to a long coat, white in color with lines of dark blue along the edges. 'I know this, but… what?' Little Gray wondered, trying on the coat. Of course, it was way too big for him. He sighed and put the coat back in the box. Another thing that gave him familiar feelings.
Finally, he moved on to the last box in the corner of the room. When he opened it, right on top was a square thing. After examining it more closely, he noticed that it was a picture frame. He picked it up and squinted at it, hoping he could see the picture better. But that didn't work out, so he decided to leave the room and get better light.
In the corridor, it was more brightly lit and he could see it properly. It was a picture of four people, plus a flying blue cat. Gray could immediately tell that it was Happy. The Exceed was floating happily above his master's head, who was a boy with spiky pink hair. Gray blinked, seeing the pink-haired boy making a peace sign with his fingers and having a wide grin across his tanned face. It was Natsu, but why did he look so young?
"Maybe the photo was taken a long time ago," mumbled the little boy. He scanned the photo again. On Natsu's right side, he saw a red-haired girl wearing armor and a knee-length blue skirt. Erza, obviously. Like Natsu, she looked younger, but still more mature and stricter than the others in the photo from the way she posed—arms crossed around her chest and a small smile curving her lips. Gray wondered when the photo was taken.
"That must be Lucy-nee!" Gray exclaimed happily, seeing a blonde girl on the left side of Natsu. Lucy was smiling widely and showing her teeth, obviously looking very happy. Her right arm was squeezing the Dragon Slayer's shoulder while her other arm was clinging around another. Little Gray moved his gaze to the other arm's owner and again, his eyes widened.
Next to Lucy was a guy who looked about the same age as Natsu. He was tall and looked like he had a well-built body. His hair was raven in color and slightly messy, but it looked good on him. His eyes were an onyx color; dark and deep, yet warm from a smirk that was engraved on his face. The person had his right arm hugged by Lucy, and his other hand was shoved into the pocket of his pants. Unconsciously, little Gray touched his own face. He knew the details of his own face very well, and he could tell that guy's face was exactly the same as his.
"Just who was he…?" the little boy whispered to himself, feeling slightly awed by how similar their faces were. Gray kept staring at the photo, examining the raven-haired teenager closely. "Was he the Gray Fullbuster guy?"
The little boy suddenly jumped as a sharp pain shot through his head again, just like at the graveyard. "Not again…" the boy mumbled, putting a hand to his head and trying to make the pain fade. But suddenly, he was thrown into another vision.
"Wow, it's so good, Reedus-san!" The eighteen-year-old Lucy shouted happily while looking at a paper of their photo. On the photo, there was Erza, Natsu, Happy, Lucy, and the guy with dark hair named Gray. Natsu peeked over Lucy's shoulder to get a better view of the picture.
"Hey, why's the popsicle there too?" the pink-pink haired late teenager protested. He looked… happier, and more light-hearted. This was a Natsu that little Gray had never seen.
"I should be the one complaining about you being in the picture, ash-brain!" said a stranger's voice, for little Gray. He was sure he had never heard the voice before, but it seemed like the voice was coming from him. Then he realized: he was seeing the scene from the owner of the voice's point of view.
"Shut up, droopy-eyes! You wanna fight?" Natsu said, challenging the nineteen-year-old Gray Fullbuster.
Bring it on, squinty-eyes!" Gray said, rolling up his sleeves, but then realized that he wasn't wearing a shirt.
"I hope you're not fighting, you guys," Erza said, her demanding voice making the two boys instantly freezing on the spot.
"Reedus, I like the picture very much. Can you make copies of it?" Erza asked Reedus, who nodded enthusiastically.
"Oui, Erza. How many copies would you like?"
Four is enough. One each for me, Lucy, Natsu, and Gray. Can you finish it today?" the Titania asked again.
"Oui! I'll give them to you tonight," Reedus said cheerfully, taking out his drawing tools.
"Wait! I don't want something that has anything to do with this ice-head!" Natsu protested again, pointing at Gray with his finger. Gray exasperatedly shoved Natsu's hand away.
"It's not like I like it either, volcano! I don't want anything that has your stupid face in it!" Gray snapped back. Lucy sighed tiredly, seeing the behavior of her male friends.
In the end, Gray kept the picture and framed it neatly.
Back in reality, the little Gray had sat down, leaning against the wall. He was still holding his head and opened his eyes, realizing that he was panting slightly. The little boy looked around and found that the corridor was still empty. He stared at the old framed photo in his hand, and decided to take the paper out of its frame.
"So, he's Gray Fullbuster…"
***Fairy**Tail***
So then… did you enjoy the chapter? Ah, I believe that you'd found out about the relationship between little Gray and Gray Fullbuster. I think I gave you a clear clue here already… 'o'
Hmm… what else…? OH! Well… I think this chapter isn't too twisty… but I like the last part about Team Natsu's past and the photo. Both of them were so cute, saying they didn't need it while actually they kept the photo well in the end. Hehehe…
Well… see you in the next chapter… hope you still willing to read my story (^^)/
Oh yeah, one more thing. Please leave a review whenever you read my stories so I'll know whether I should continue it or not. You know, it's so rare for me to check my mail so I have no idea if you like my story or not, even though you send an alert. (*Hm… I sound kind of arrogant here. Oopss… sorry guys… ^^")
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