Crimsonlink310 I have no idea when the story takes place actually. It's this little bubble of space-time post-Avatar, with Makarov back, but before the final war. This is actually the first time I've written a story so far into the canon timeline...I don't know what to do with myself.

» chapter seven

» in which natsu is out of commission

He was cool, they were cool. Him and Lucy were cool, he made sure of that. At least, he tried to—there was a sense of unease that he couldn't waste away in two weeks, not in two months, probably not even in two years. Every time they touched brought that unease to a boil and reminded him of just how much her presence frayed his self-control, but since he couldn't run away altogether, he settled for just avoiding physical contact as much as possible. It was easier. Physically easier, yes. And he could still do missions with her to help her with her rent payments. Things were, more or less, back to normal, as if Sorcerer's Weekly never happened.

"You're upset."

"No, I'm not," Natsu replied without even looking up, focusing on his push-ups. Two hundred eight, two hundred nine…

"I don't blame you for being upset," Happy continued nevertheless from atop Natsu's back. "Cuz I know I got really sad whenever Charla and I fought."

"Happy, I said I'm not. C'mon, I'm gonna lose count." A pause, then he stopped in lean and rest position, watching his sweat drip to the floorboards. "And even if I somehow am, it's really minor. Lucy and I are cool."

"Are you really now?" he said rather dryly.

"Yup, we are. I took a break, reevaluated my life, and now I'm fine." Well, his heart was fine—his dragon instincts, on the other hand, were still screwing with his mind on occasion, but since he couldn't turn that off, he was learning to live with it. Happy leapt off and began to walk away, which was when Natsu noticed something peculiar. "Hey, Happy, where's your green pack?"

"Hmm?" He was trying to pull a piece of fabric from one of the house's many junk piles. It could've been a towel or a blanket or a sheet. "The material was really worn and it fell apart while I was flying here. Magnolia's big so I couldn't figure out where it might've dropped. Why?"

"Happy!" he exclaimed, jumping into a crouch, his voice high with exasperation. "Lucy's gift was in there!"

"What?" It took a few moments to click, then Happy's eyes bugged. "You mean her birthday present?"

"Yes!" They forgot her birthday the past three years, and she always waved them off, so this time, they prepared two months in advance and put the gift in something that they'd supposedly never lose track of. "Hey, what if Lucy thinks that we didn't get her anything on purpose because of this whole situation?"

"We never get her anything! Why would she think differently now?"

"I don't know! Girls think weird." Like how she always thought he crouched in waiting to see her naked body fresh out of the shower or something. For a writer, she didn't know too many words, one such being coincidence. "We'll just… We'll just buy a new one!"

"Natsu, that costed fourteen thousand Jewel! It took three missions with the whole team to save that much, and her birthday's a few days away—we don't have that kind of time."

"Then let's split up. Search the house for some Jewel!" They nodded and broke apart, diving through the piles around the main room, in the bedroom, and in the bathroom, plus the edge of the woods for good measure. Natsu found a thousand Jewel in their "rainy day savings" in a musty old mattress, and Happy found another five hundred stuck to the ceiling—neither could explain that. "Okay, so we still have over ten thousand left to make up."

"What about some requests in town?" Happy suggested.

"It's already past four—all the easy jobs are taken by now," he scowled. "Damn."

"Why don't you strip?"

"Wait, what the hell?" he said, looking back towards Happy.

"I've seen women just throw money at Gray when he walks through the streets," he explained. "Maybe you should try it?"

"Ha. Yeah, okay. I'd sooner dye my hair purple than be like him. Anyway. Let's go around town and see if we can find some work. Maybe there are some rogue Mages we can catch for a reward?"

"Good idea!" Happy agreed. Natsu went to find a shirt that wasn't drenched in sweat, then he and Happy were out.

They went to the Rune Knight outpost on the edge of Magnolia and asked if there was, quote, "any expensive ass to kick." The Captain gave them a very flat look. "The same Fairy Tail Mage that causes two hundred thousand Jewels' worth of damage per week is coming to help us," he said flatly. "I just might die and go to heaven."

"Don't do it before we get paid, okay?" He seemed considerably less punch-drunk as he pointed them towards the Wanted board.

"Okay, so who here's the most expensive?" Happy said, flying up to get a better look at them.

"Would you believe it's Ichiya?" Natsu said flatly, pointing out said poster with an eighty thousand bounty for "sexual crimes" and "just being a creep." "I mean, not to say we don't have a chance in fighting him, but…"

"Okay, the second highest is this guy up in Hargeon. It says he uses Possession Magic." Natsu flashed back to the fight with the Vulcans and grimaced. "No?"

"No way in hell. —Okay, look: fifteen thousand for some bastard Ice Mage hiding out on Mount Hakobe. It should be easy to burn his ass to a crisp and drag his charcoal back here."

"Well, maybe not quite in that condition, but he does look easy," Happy said, staring at the poster. Natsu nodded and snatched the poster from the board.

"More often than not, things are unpredictable when it comes to us."

"Meaning?"

"I'll get my overnight pack. We'll probably need it."

"Shit!" Natsu exclaimed as the wind picked up, swirling even more freezing snow around them. Happy could barely fly straight across the mountain path from the grey and white obscuring their vision all around. "You think that Mage's doing this?"

"Maybe!" He had to scream over the howling winds. "It usually isn't so crazy stormy around here!"

"I don't get how he can even tell where we are though."

"I have to land, Natsu! It's too hard to fly!" Natsu nodded as Happy gradually descended until his toes were scraping against freezing snow. As soon as they were safely grounded, Happy's magic faded and he fell into Natsu's arms. "Tired…"

"It's okay, it's been a long journey. Let's find a cave or something to crash in." Which was easier said than done, considering how low visibility was at the moment. "…Or maybe we can dig a hole to lie in?"

"You mean, dig a grave?" he pointed out. Natsu shrugged.

"Just throwin' ideas around." Even though the snow melted beneath his feet, the blizzard replenished it even faster, and he lost his sandals more than a few times trying to trudge through. He hated to admit it, but he was getting a little cold, expending all of his magic like that. Natsu used an arm to shield his eyes from the flecks of ice in the air as he moved to where he thought the snow was a little thinner.

"Cold," Happy complained, pushing his face into Natsu's bare chest. He upped his body heat while growling in frustration—why was it so hard to move through a stupid storm? He was about ready to thaw a shelter for them when he caught a new, familiar scent. He took off in its direction, and there was most definitely less snowfall where he headed. "Where are we going?"

"Towards that smell," he said, his voice cracking a little as the icy wind messed up his throat. Happy raised his head to scent the air and his eyes enlarged further.

"It smells like a person!"

"Right. And odds are that it's the same bastard we're tracking down now. The sooner we kick his ass, the sooner we can get back to the sun."

At the end of the trail wasn't a person, but there was a frosty crevice embedded into a rock wall that reeked of man. Natsu stalked inside with ears perked, but he couldn't hear anything besides themselves, and even the scent was a little stale. He set Happy down with a sigh. "He was here, but he's gone now," Natsu said, sliding down the stone wall to the slush-covered floor. "But at least we found somewhere to stay."

"Can we make a fire?" he asked, his breath misting in the air. Natsu sighed again and shrugged. Happy took it as a cue to go in his pack for a cluster of Lucy's rejected manuscripts and Natsu set them alight. They spent a moment warming in the small campfire and wondering what their next move would be.

"It's hard," Happy said eventually, breaking the silence of the crackling flames. Natsu rolled his shoulders to loosen up the muscles as he looked over at the bundle of blue fur.

"What is, li'l buddy?"

"Loving and not being loved back." Natsu wasn't as taken aback by that as he expected to be, but his eyes widened a little nonetheless. After a moment he shrugged it off, staring at the fire again.

"I've never thought about it before, ya know. But now that I do, it's that feeling that gives me the strength to fight for her, so it's not that bad." He shook his head with a sigh. "And anyway, I said we're cool. Lucy's still my best friend and I'm happy to be around her at all. And anyway-anyway, we should get to sleep cuz it doesn't look like that Ice Mage guy is gonna come knockin' anytime soon." He ate the fire to put it out before flopping down on his sleeping mat. It was cold even for him, but as Happy was using his blanket, he had to make do.

He maybe got two or three hours of sleep before Happy's startled meow jolted him awake. He instantly jumped into a crouch to find the blanket thrown and the cat gone, but the scent of another man remained in the now still cold. "Happy!" he growled, taking off down the cave.

"Why are you so upset?" came a gravelly voice from even further down. The walls of the tunnel became jagged with roughly-cut ice and stalactites, and they became narrower and with a downward slope. "You've found me, just as you intended—in return, I've found your cat."

"He wasn't lost to begin with! Give him back or I'll bake you!" Natsu roared, his voice echoing ominously off of the walls. The stalactites above him gave a single groan before falling in harmony. He leapt forward, sandals skidding across the frozen ground as they stabbed into the trail of his wake in a neat line. It was semi-dark earlier, but as he descended, a new light source provided ominous reflections on the multifaceted ice.

"You'll have to find me first." The ground beneath his feet abruptly gave way altogether, causing Natsu to plunge down a hole lined with ice spears like teeth. He bashed his fists together and let his fire burn his safe way through, and the magic didn't diminish as he hit a soft pile of slush and turned it into ankle-deep water. Around him were frosted stone walls that twisted and turned in every direction, forming a manmade maze.

"You think I can't?" he said, scenting the air. "I can smell your ass a mile away." He followed the smell around his walls, his feet kicking up little waves as he went. He didn't notice at first, but the water's level was progressively increasing, and after just a few paces, it was at his knees.

"Oh, a Dragon Slayer, are you? Well, let's hope you're a Water Magic user." Natsu produced more heat than an average person's body at any given moment, but as he was drenched and the air around him cooled him faster than he could reheat, he was expending way too much magic without even having an opponent to fight. Before the water could rise enough to actually hamper him, he lashed out with his foot at the nearest stone column. A shower of slush exploded upon impact, swiftly followed by a hurricane of stone fragments that left dusty air in its wake. The space was left unoccupied for a good third of the cavern's area.

"Let's hope you're more durable than those rocks," he advised with a fanged smirk, lighting his fist ablaze for emphasis. The Mage's dismayed grunt was just as explicit as Happy's elated shout. A bang sounded from somewhere distant, then the distinct noise of gushing water. He saw it a moment later as it spouted from a crack in the wall left from his haphazard remodeling, quickly bringing the level to his upper back and utterly taking away his free movement.

"Let's see how well you fight as an ice block!" Steam rolled from Natsu and the surrounding water, but he didn't react quickly enough before the top of his head was submerged, and as he watched, the water reached the serrated ceiling of the cavern. The cold seeped through his thin clothes and stunned him for a moment, but he was quick to recover and swam towards the crack in the wall, halting once he detected magic emanating through it. A split second later, all the water in the cavern froze, locking him in place.

Damn it all, he thought, flexing his arms to no avail. He exerted his magic to return the ice to liquid, but all that did was submerge him again, and as strong as he was, he couldn't create fire underwater.

Looks like I gotta burn all this water away!

He clenched his fists and released as much magic as he could. The ice all around him melted and came to a bubble that echoed like thunder in his ears. Eventually he had defrosted the entire room and brought all of it to scalding temperature. He still pumped more of his fire free, even though his body started cooling down as a result, until he could feel the cavern's walls shaking. He said a pretty cool line too, if only it could be heard underwater. Even if it could've, the sound of the Dragon Slayer-brand geyser cutting through the stone would've drowned out his words.

Without the water, Natsu was just a big fireball melting all the snow around him, but, having very literally blown the roof from the joint, he wasn't trapped in a mini ocean, and he easily swam back to dry land. He saw Happy's blue tail poking out of a snowdrift some dozen feet away, and a man in scorched snow gear a little ways further.

"Hot!" Happy exclaimed as Natsu pulled him free, eyes wide. Then he hit the ground with a puff of dust and blinked. "…Oh, it's cold again."

"Yeah, sorry, buddy," Natsu said with a grin, itching his neck. He nodded his head at the unconscious Mage, then glanced at the massive icy lake he'd left right on the side of the mountain. "Um, got a little carried away?"

"Just a tad," he replied, but he was laughing as he did so. Natsu laughed with him until he was cut off by a sneeze.

"Oh, jeez," he muttered, wiping his nose. "I'm really feelin' the cold now."

"You want me to carry you?" Happy asked as he was heading towards the Mage. Natsu shook his head with a small smile.

"Nah, I'll be fine. My fire'll be back soon enough and I'll be f-fi-achoo!" He rubbed his arms with a disgruntled expression. "Let's just head back before I freeze to death out here."

What kind of irony was it that Natsu went out to Mount Hakobe to get some money for Lucy's birthday present, then he couldn't even give it to her because the stupid cold made him sick? And he hated being sick with a passion.

"Want me to go give it to her?" Happy was standing in front of the couch with the gold-wrapped gift in his little paws. Natsu wasn't sure if his nod could be seen from within his cocoon of blankets so he muttered an agreement. "I'll get you some food from the Guild too!" he added as the window creaked open, then it was quiet in their little shack.

Humorously enough, Natsu often woke up in their shack with alarm, simply because he'd gotten so used to waking up in Lucy's bed. He honestly missed that, but considering how bad his self-control would get just thinking about her, he didn't want to risk her life while she was defenselessly asleep. But he missed eating her food and reading her manuscripts and even taking her Lucy Kicks to the head. He missed cracking jokes about her weight and her sensitivity and her weirdness. It wasn't so much that he wanted to go back to how they were for his own convenience, so he wouldn't have to suffer through watching her be with any other guy save for himself, but he missed just being friends with her.

"That's why," he mumbled to himself, tightening his hand against his chest. "Maybe this gift'll change that… Or maybe it's just wishful thinking." He closed his eyes and rolled onto his back, his face twisting up in obvious discomfort. "Damn it, no matter how many blankets I get, I'm still cold. I feel like I've been wrestling with that Ice Princess all day. And my head hurts and my nose is full… Freaking sucks."

There was a knock at the door, startling him from his stupor. He looked over in interest and called that it was open—it didn't have a lock anyway. Usually, his dragon's smell and hearing would tell him who the guest was, but in that state, he could barely breathe, let alone smell. Soft footsteps set on the wood as the door creaked open.

"Hey," Lucy said quietly, blinking at him like a wild deer. He blinked back at her, similarly stunned.

"Lucy? What're you doing here?"

"You haven't been at the Guild for a few days," she explained, shutting the door and placing her hands behind her back. "You've been taking off from the place a lot recently—you could give Gildarts a run for his money." She chuckled at her own joke while her eyes raked over his place and him. "What're you doing, wrapped up like that?"

"I was on Mount Hakobe and froze my ass off and now I'm sick."

"Really? You get sick?" she questioned with wide eyes. He chuffed in dry amusement but didn't take his eyes off her. Eventually she took a reluctant step forward, still with her hands held back. He shifted around to release his upper body from the blankets and cupped his hands behind his head. Why is she suddenly scared of me?

"I don't bite, you know," he said airily, giving her a half-smile. "Not contagious either." She hesitated again, but after a moment she shook her head.

"That's not why…" She blinked and looked around once more. "Where's Happy?"

"Oh, he just went looking for…you… Uh," he said with a sheepish grin, "I guess you just missed him. But since you're here, happy birthday."

"Thanks, but…I really just wanted to talk to you." Her hair was free rather than her usual ponytail, and it trailed behind her as she crossed the small room to stand in front of him. She paused, then crouched down on her heels, her slight hands clutching her bare knees. Her eyes were grief-stricken as she murmured, "I'm sorry, Natsu."

"Sorry? What about? Why are you so sad?" His protective instincts naturally kicked in and he shoved the blankets away, getting down on one knee alongside her. "There's someone I have to beat up for you?"

"You can't beat this person up, Natsu," she said with a laugh that was equal parts misery and exasperation. "Because it's me. I'm the one that's wronged myself and you."

"What… What are you talking about?" he asked, puzzled.

"Because of that Sorcerer's Weekly—which was nearly a month ago, now that I think about it—I made it seem like I'd choose anyone over being seen with you in…that way, and I hurt you in doing so, so I'm apologizing." He didn't know if he was more surprised that she found him out, or that she had taken so long to do so. He might've been planning to rebuke her, keep his lie up a little longer, but his quick reflexes exposed him before he could come up with anything different, his expression giving him away.

"I don't blame you for that anyway, so you don't need to apologize."

"You should blame me!" she protested, and he could tell that she'd been torn up about that for a while. "I didn't take your feelings into consideration at all. What kind of friend does that, huh?"

"You wouldn't have known that I'd been bothered," he said a bit sourly. "I shouldn't have been bothered at all, because I said before, I get why you wouldn't want that. I'm not the best guy around, not suave and romantic and polished like Loki is, and you're…" He gestured to her with both hands, expression slightly puzzled as he searched for the right words. "You're… You're Lucy Heartfilia, the world's niceness and all that stuff just…smooshed into one person!" He clapped his hands together with fingers linked for emphasis. "We wouldn't be all that…compatible."

"I don't want you be Loki anyway," she said with brows furrowed. "Not that there's anything wrong with Loki, but I like you because you're Natsu." She said that much when she was drunk. "You're loud and obnoxious and you pull stupid pranks and you always seem to jump into my apartment when I'm in the middle of a bath" he probably could've lived without that bullet to his pride, however, "but I simply can't imagine not having you around to do all those stupid things. A day without a little of Natsu's adventurous spirit is tantamount to a day without the sun. Or, to speak in your terms, a life without meat."

His jaw dropped despite himself and he couldn't quite manage to pick it up again. "Lucy, you're serious? I mean that much to you?"

"Of course! You're my best friend and I'd never hurt you on purpose, as sure as I'm a Celestial Mage. I'm so sorry for ever doing so in the first place, and…I really hope you can forgive me," she finished awkwardly, looking away while wringing her hands. Her eyes shone with unshed tears, making his heart stutter in his chest. "I shouldn't have made such a big deal about that stupid magazine in the first place. It was a tabloid—they put stupid propaganda like that all the time! There was a story once that I'd had kittens with Happy, what even?"

"That'd be a sight," Natsu said dreamily, and he didn't return until Lucy smacked his chest, an embarrassed blush on her cheeks. "Lucy," he said seriously, grabbing her wrists to still her hands. "There's nothing you could do that I wouldn't forgive you for. Okay, the whole thing threw me a little…a lot…but that was it, I was stunned. I didn't, nor do I, hate you for it or—or anything like that! So do me a favor and stop crying, okay?" He choked up himself as the tears fell anyway. "Wha— Lucy, come on! Do you want to hit me? because you can hit me!"

"Natsu," she said in a crackling voice. He gulped and met her eyes, then choked up again as her arms were suddenly around his neck. The surprise was so great, in fact, that he hit the ground, his back colliding against the wood as she laid on top of him, her face in the side of his neck. "This is fine, isn't it?" she said into his hair. He wanted to speak up, but to his shock, it was fine. Perhaps because his protectiveness over her and concern for her wellbeing overrode his draconic needs.

"Yeah…yeah," he said quietly, wrapping his arms around her waist and letting his head hit the ground. "This is fine."

They were like that until Natsu told her that Happy was returning, and she quickly scrambled away with a blush over the entirety of her upper body. Happy glided through the window and into the couch, beaming when he saw Lucy and Natsu with a grin on his face. "You guys are okay now?" he asked.

"Y-Yuh-huh," she murmured into her hands. Then her eyes were drawn to the large gift box. "Is that for me?"

"Yup!" Happy dropped it into Lucy's waiting arms before flying into the one other room of the house, snickering all the while. It was Natsu's turn to turn away and flush as he heard Lucy carefully take apart the wrapping paper to bare the box, then her surprised gasp as she opened it.

"A dress? You bought a dress?" she said with a snort. "Not gave me one of your old t-shirts?"

"They come from the heart," he muttered in his defense.

"And you've also poured your blood, sweat, and tears into them, quite literally," she said dryly, but with good humor as she unfolded the fabric. He glanced at it from the corner of his eyes, seeing the piece he'd chosen himself. It was kind of short, not that he had her height memorized or anything, and sleeveless like her other dresses, but it had a high neck laced with gold that complimented the knitted white base. "Oh!" she exclaimed as she saw the part that made him think of her: the base was hemmed with little golden filaments shaped like Zodiac Keys. It was like a charm bracelet for one's entire body. "Natsu, this is…"

"The dress itself, I got at a flea market," he said, crossing his arms and trying to sound passive about it. "But those Zodiac charms I got made at a jeweler's. We lost the original dress, which was easy to replace, but when we got back to the jeweler's in the next town over, it had closed, so we had to go around all Magnolia's sister towns to find another person that'd remake them fast enough."

"You really went out of your way to do this…?" she said in disbelief, holding the fabric to her chest like it was another Key. He shrugged a shoulder.

"Cuz Happy and I always forget your birthday, we tried extra hard this year."

"Thank you," she whispered, wiping her eyes as she beamed at her. "You're really the best guy around, you know?"

"Better than Gray?"

"Tons better," she said with a hint of humor.

"And Erza? And Gajeel? And Laxus?" She nodded along with him.

"Of course, they couldn't hold a candle to you."

"Damn right!" he said, throwing his fists in the air. Lucy laughed at his antics until he sneezed again.

"Shit, forgot I was sick," he grumbled, sniffing loudly. She replaced the gift in the box and stood, earning his curious gaze.

"You should be resting then," she said with a tone that bordered maternal.

"Yes, mom," he smirked, jumping onto the couch and sprawling there. Lucy looked around for a moment before spotting the kitchenette and, setting the box down carefully on a mostly empty table, went to check his fridge.

"You actually have food here!" she said.

"Usually I don't, since I eat at yours, but as of late, we actually had to start going to the market again."

"Okay, well…okay, there's enough to cook here." She took out a raw, bare chicken and dropped it into the sink with a wet sound and a cry of distress. Natsu chuckled at her squeamishness, at which she glared a look that could kill a lesser man, and continued taking vegetables and plants out.

"What're you makin'?"

"You'll see," she said with a smirk. "Where do I get water?"

"Uh…the pump outside?" he said blankly. She huffed crossly and managed a clean pot from the cabinets, pushing through the front door and heading behind the house. Happy returned then, setting himself on Natsu's stomach.

"Lucy's gonna cook?" he asked.

"Uh-huh."

"Good! I was gonna go to the Guild and buy fish but this is better!" Natsu rolled his eyes with a laugh as Lucy returned, struggling a little with the pot full of water before she set it on the furnace stove. She found the firewood easily, but stared at it for a moment. "There's flint in the cupboard," Happy supplied, pointing. Lucy grabbed it and struggled a bit, but after a moment she had a fire going. She let the water boil for a while before using it to wash the vegetables and the chicken, then cut them up carefully.

"It'd be faster with Cancer," Natsu suggested.

"I always cook by myself though. I'm not that much of a princess," she said absently, focused on her task. He realized that he'd never actually seen her prepare the food before and smiled a little. She didn't even squeal again as she cut up the chicken, and after a while the house was filled with the smell of soup. Natsu and Happy were practically drooling by the time she presented them with bowls of soup.

"Let's dig in, Happy!"

"Aye!" They both gulped down the soup, and although both of them had a high resistance to hot temperatures, only one of them was internally fireproof, and Happy cried out as his tongue was burned.

"Lucy, this is really good!" Natsu exclaimed once Happy recovered.

"Ai," Happy slurred through a full mouth.

"You two think everything that you eat is good," she said flatly. "I've never seen you refuse anything."

"We have standards!" Happy protested. "I don't eat just every fish I catch."

"Me too," Natsu added. Lucy rolled her eyes slightly as she went to untangle the blankets.

"And you should rest so you can regain your magic faster! There's no team without our Fire Dragon Slayer."

"You mean, lie down and have you at my beck and call? You don't have to tell me twice," he grinned, flopping back on the couch. Happy emulated his gesture with a similar expression.

"When did I agree to—" Lucy huffed, then smiled at the two of them. "Just for now, because you got me an amazing present." And he felt a sudden stab of guilt.

"It's still your birthday. You don't wanna go out and have fun? I'm pretty sure the Guild's plannin' something big too."

"Natsu, I couldn't enjoy myself if I knew you're still home sick," she told him. "So, if you want me to go out, then you get better as soon as possible." She pulled the blankets over them as Happy didn't seem to want to move and took the emptied bowls. "Okay?"

"Yes, ma'am," they chimed in unison.

"Tell us a bedtime story," Happy added.

"It's, like, three in the afternoon."

"Please," they begged with wide eyes. Lucy sighed and gave in to the two and they cheered with delight. She found a wooden stool and sat directly across from them as they watched eagerly. She hesitated, then gave a smile as she began her story:

"Once upon a time, in a land much like this, a young woman had escaped her cold house and was searching for a place that was the sun of her life, a Guild in Magnolia. Instead, she found a pink-haired boy with motion sickness and his blue cat, and with those two came a personal sun, a warmth and light that followed her wherever she went to always bring a smile to her face…"

Author's Drabble - I very rarely get to write Normal Natsu and I love doing so. He's a big ball of energy and a grown man and a child all in one.