Secret Agent Man
By. Fanficer21
Chapter 11
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Disclaimer: Own Fairy Tail I do not.
Rated: T
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Two people laughed and played as they ran down the street. They just spent the day together, just her and her brother, and were not headed home. They had just past alley when someone grabbed the bluenette, dragging her into the alley with her arms held tightly behind her back. The pinkette ran after them, trying to get to his sister, but was stopped by another person in the alley.
A shot rang out through the alleyway, causing Wendy to scream as blood flew onto her white dress and face. Her eyes widened as her brother fell to the ground, a pool of blood forming around him from the hole in his stomach. He gasped for breath as the searing pain coursed through his abdomen. Tears falling from her eyes, the bluenette struggled out of her captor's hold, who suddenly disappeared. She scrambled to him, falling to her knees. She quickly pressed her hands on top of his weak ones, trying to stop the bleeding.
"W-Wend-y...get o-out of h-here..!" Natsu growled through the pain, looking sternly up at his little sister. Said girl shook her head rapidly, tears falling from her eyes. "I'm not leaving you!" She cried. Looking over to the shooter, she saw a blonde woman standing there with a gun in her hand, watching the two. The woman smiled darkly, a haunted look in her eyes as she threw her head back and laughed towards the sky. Stepping closer to the duo, she saw Wendy tense up. Pulling back the hammer, the woman aimed the gun at the shaking bluenette's head.
"D-Don't...p-please..." Nastu said, his body shaking as he sat up. He pushed Wendy out of the way, leaning in front of the gun. "D-Don't...hu...rt...h-her..." The pinkette gasped, blood falling from his mouth. Smirking, the woman kicked Natsu's face, making him fall back onto the hard ground. His head hit the cement with a crack, causing him to see stars. He faintly heard someone screaming his name. When he came to, the blonde was straddling his hips, so she wouldn't get blood on her miniskirt. She grabbed his wrists and held them above his head with one strong hand.
His body went rigid when the gun barrel was roughly pressed against his temple by the other. His vision was getting dark around the edges. Onyx eyes widened as the woman leaned down, trailing the gun down his face and neck, sending shivers to rush through his body. Goosebumps forming on his skin. She stopped the gun to rest above his heart. Tightening her grip on his bloody hands, she pulled the trigger with a dark smirk on her face. Ignoring the scream from the blunette, and the yelp from the pinkette, she laughed once again.
Hearing shouts and footsteps running towards the alleyway, the woman got up and ran, leaving a shaking Wendy and Natsu behind. Crawling forward slowly with wide eyes, the bluenette made her way to her brother. Grabbing his shoulders, she shook him, tears falling from her eyes as she screamed his name over and over again with no response. She threw herself onto her brother's bleeding chest, ignoring the gasps from the people who just entered the alleyway. Clinging to Natsu's body, she screamed and struggled against the person who tried to pry her off of him. Shaking her head furiously, she refused to let go of Natsu, her sobs and shrieks filling the alleyway.
"Wendy!" The bluenette stopped struggling at the sound of her father's stern, broken voice. The other person took the chance to pull her against their chest, despite not recognizing the person, she continued to cry as she clung to them.
Igneel felt as if his world turned upside down. Not only was his son dying or already dead, but his daughter would be emotionally scarred for life. Falling to his knees, he felt tears slide down his cheeks as he pulled his son into his arms. He didn't care that his clothes were getting soaked with blood. Brushing his son's hair from his forehead, his chin began to quiver, his chest tightening. His breath hitched when onyx eyes slowly looked up at him, before losing their light. A moment later, the body in his arms went limp causing the dam to break as he closed the boy's eyes with shaky fingers.
Igneel sobbed into his son's chest, holding the boy to him in a crushing embrace. He rocked back and forth, causing Natsu's head and arms to sway with the movement. After several minutes the tension was building in his body. With a rush of energy, he held his son even tighter to his chest, his hand holding Natsu's head against his collarbone. Lifting his head, he wailed towards the sky, his tears never ceasing as he mourned his son's death.
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Igneel shot up in his bed, breathing heavily. Sweat covering his body making his clothes cling to his form. His hand grabbed at his racing heart, fearing it would break free of its cage. Looking around the room frantically, he noticed his wife sleeping peacefully beside him under the sheets.
It was just a dream he'd had, right? Lifting the covers, he scooted off the bed without waking Grandine. He leaned against the wall for support, his legs quivering. Quietly opening his bedroom door, the man exited before closing it again. Stumbling passed his daughter's room, he moved silently as to not wake her, or her cat. Doing his best to keep his breathing under control. He'd check on her after making sure his son was alright.
Stopping at Natsu's door, he grabbed the doorknob before turning it without a sound. His body still tense and trembling from his dream. A wave of relief washed over him at the sight of a large lump on the bed. Closing the door, he made his way quietly towards said lump. Sitting on the edge of the mattress, he feared he woke the boy up when he saw movement beneath the sheets. But relaxed when he saw Happy emerge from the soft fabric, mewling softly as he walked onto Igneel's lap, rubbing affectionately against the man's chest. Said man pet the cat's head and back, keeping his eyes on his son's sleeping body. his heart still pounded against his chest as he tried to calm himself down.
He was almost content to leave, seeing that his son was safe. But the image of his dead body in his arms popping back into mind caused the overprotective father to panic. Happy jumped off Igneel's lap when the man moved suddenly. Grabbing the sheets, he pulled the fabric down, revealing Natsu sleeping on his back, arms above his head, chest rising and falling evenly under his white shirt with pink sleeves. Taking hold of the hem of Natsu's shirt, Igneel yanked the material up until it rested just beneath the boy's armpits, exposing his chest and stomach.
Tracing his fingers along his son's warm skin, Igneel touched the non-existant bullet wounds. The pinkette's stomach muscles contracted beneath the light touch, causing Natsu to chuckle lightly as he shifted on the bed. A moment later, he stretched with a groan, his back arching off the bed with Igneel's hand laying flat above his heart. The steady heartbeat relaxed the man. Now he had proof that his son was alright. That he was not dead, but very much alive.
"Dad?" He heard a quiet voice. "What's wrong?" Natsu asked with concern as he sat up, rubbing his tired eyes. His father's hand still on his chest. Igneel looked at his son's concerned face, feeling something wet on his face. Using his other hand to wipe his cheek, he noticed a watery substance. He didn't even realize he had been crying.
Sliding his hand from Natsu's chest to his back, he yanked his son against him in a tight embrace. The man's face pressed into the crook of Natsu's neck. "I thought I lost you." Igneel said so quietly the pinkette barely heard him, his hand moving up and down his son's back, beneath the shirt that slid back down. His other hand weaving its way into the pink hair.
"Bad dream?" Natsu asked quietly, having a good idea as to what it was. "Mhm." Igneel hummed back, rocking the boy in his arms gently side to side. "Do you want to talk about it?" Natsu asked again, feeling his father tense. He took that as a no. Without saying another word, Igneel lay down on the soft mattress, taking Natsu down with him. Nuzzling his face into his son's hair, he whispered just loud enough for Natsu to hear. " I love you, son." His hand caressing the skin between Natsu's shoulder blades under the shirt, before sliding down to the small of his back and up again in a soothing motion.
Igneel used his other hand to brush the hair from his son's face, before weaving his fingers into the hair again, massaging the scalp. The pinkette closed his eyes, leaing into his father's touch. "Love you too, Dad." Natsu replied, closing his eyes again as sleep took over him. Igneel watched his son's calm face, trying to get the image of his dead body from his mind. Leaning over quietly, he gently kissed Natsu's forehead, before tucking his son's head beneath his chin. After a few minutes of silence, save the sound of calm and steady breathing, he finally closed his eyes again. Allowing himself to be engulfed in a peaceful, dreamless sleep.
He didn't open his eyes until he felt a hand delicately caressing his cheek. Cracking his lids open, he saw his wife looking at him with a curious expression. The sun's rays peeked through the curtains, letting him know morning had come.
Stretching his stiff muscles, Igneel looked down when he felt something in his arms. Natsu's face was pressed against his chest, small snores escaping his slightly parted lips. The rest of his body was curled up against his father. Remembering the dream once again, Igneel tightened his hold on his boy, bringing Natsu even closer to him. Resting his cheek on the soft, pink hair, the man looked at his wife.
"I had a nightmare. Someone from a rival company killed Natsu to get to me, and crumble Dragneel Inc." Igneel whispered, watching Grandine's expression sadden. She looked at her slumbering son's form before looking at her husband again.
"Grandine. I'm afraid that something like this might really happen. You know how the competitors are. They're desperate at this point."
"This is the reason you've been overprotective of Natsu and Wendy lately. Take out the heir, and watch the current CEO crumble the company on his own." Grandine answered knowingly, placing a hand over Igneel's that rested against Natsu's back. "It's quite a strategy." She finished, a sad expression on her face. She weaved her fingers through her son's hair, causing the pinkette to shift slightly in his sleep.
Igneel remained silent, only keeping his hold on the boy, his head once again resting on Natsu's. Leaning down to kiss her boys' foreheads, Grandine left the room, shutting the door. Igneel couldn't shake the feeling that the dream seemed more like a warning than anything else. The woman who killed his son, resembled the one Natsu had mentioned crossing his path on a few occasions. With that as his last thought, he allowed himself to go back to sleep.
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