I didn't remember names very well so I gave nicknames. I have Pinkie, Blueberry, Happy, Grumpy, Tigress, Ice Prince, and Lioness. I remembered Lucy's name, but I liked calling her Lioness. While the others weren't very trusting of me, especially Grumpy, they were kind. Pinkie was fiery and kept asking to fight me, but I didn't want to break him because it'd upset the Lioness. I knew that in a pride of lions, it was the females that did most of the work. The males were all show and roar while they raised the cubs and hunted for food. Some males hunted, but they were a minority.

The Lioness was brave, as was Tigress, but Lioness was braver to me. She said that I was cold so she gave me a coat, she gave me water, and because I was afraid of being on my own, she'd stayed with me. She managed to coax me into a strange contraption called a train that made me feel really sick. Blueberry made me feel better. I wasn't very good at talking so I couldn't answer many questions they gave me. They knew I was a Dragon Slayer, that my element was Magic, and that I didn't have a good memory.

I didn't like the train expressed my dislike by hissing at it, and I was tempted to eviscerate it. But I didn't because Lioness liked it. She'd brought me to a thing called a Hospital. I didn't like the smells there when I first got in and I don't like it now. Lioness talked about the voices I heard, that they'd pushed me to use Spice. The Doctor said I had an addiction but I didn't know what that meant until Lioness explained it.

The Doctor tried to take blood from me but their needles kept snapping. The voices gave me an idea to help solve their problem. When they had left me alone for a few moments to figure out what to do, I had found a sharp object and infused it with my magic. With it, I cut my arm open and I called them back. They didn't like that. When they asked why I had done it, I told them. I said I'd done it many times before. They didn't like that either, Lioness being among them.

I didn't understand why they didn't like it. That told them that I had been isolated for a very long time. When they asked about my family, I said that I had a dead sister, a possible nephew, a missing brother-in-law and all I knew of my parents was that they tried to murder me. My sister knew I had a poor memory, but she loved to remind me of things. She always talked to me. If I forgot something, including her name, she had no problem reminding me. I'd even forget who she was sometimes, but she was always there.

She used to be, at least. Whenever I forgot, she would tell me about it. She didn't want me to hate my parents, but it was hard not to. Where I had been born, wherever or whenever that was, discoloured hair or eyes were taboo. It meant the child was cursed, possessed or the parents had done something heinous. His sister had been born with bright red eyes but because she was so gifted and special, our parents said that she'd gotten chemicals in her eyes. When I was born, I had blue hair. According to her, our mother had cheated on another man and that was what our father believed created me. I was evidence of my mother's infidelity. In their eyes, I had to die so the sin would be forgotten.

Gadra always told me that story. I wish she was with me. I wanted to feel her again, but she was gone. I couldn't remember her face anymore and it hurt me. I remember dark skin, dark hair and ruby red eyes, and the most comforting smile that ever was, along with her embrace, but little else. I sometimes remembered her voice, but it was often lost to me. I know that Gadra had married at some point and had birthed a son. All I remember is that he had her eyes. He was probably dead, the same for his own father. I didn't know and I wouldn't have any way of knowing.

Even though my very limited vocabulary and broken excuse for speech, Lioness listened to me. She expressed how wrong my parents were for what they'd done and that they'd missed out on a good son. I didn't know if that was true or not. At times it felt like I was cursed. The Doctors had collected the blood from my arm and bandaged it even though it would be closed in a few minutes.

"We aren't sure, but we think his amnesia is a genetic disorder. I've only read about something like this, but it was rampant some four hundred years ago. It does pop up every now and again, however. If someone has enough exposure to magic, it'll trigger the normally dormant gene. We can start treatment but since we don't know much about it, we're rather limited in that area," said the man with bright green hair. She was stroking my back, likely expecting me not to like the stranger. On the contrary. I was desperate for contact but wasn't sure how to express it. "From what we've gotten he's a slightly underweight man in his late twenties. We also suspect schizophrenia." I didn't know what that word was.

"Is it linked to his amnesia or addiction?" asked the blonde. I looked at a marking on her hand, finding it most curious. Had I seen it before? Maybe I had. It was bright pink and looked a little like a fairy. I was given a flashback to one of those little creatures and wondered where they were at the moment? "And is there anything we can do for the latter?"

"It could be linked to either or neither. I'll get some medication to start combating the effects of Spice and we'll try him on antipsychotics. I'd rather not, but thanks to his poor speech and limited understanding of people, I don't think it'll be possible to get a proper diagnosis. I would prefer that 'Blue' stay here, but I don't think he'll be able to handle it. I'll have a nurse give you prescriptions and a diet that'll help. As he's so forgetful, he's going to need someone to be there constantly." Lioness nodded. I wanted to know why she was doing this for me, but I wasn't able to ask. "I'd like to have updates on his condition. He could also do with a bath as well."

"Lake?" I managed to say. It sounded so wrong that I was embarrassed by it.

What kind of idiot can't say lake?

What kind of idiot can't even have a simple blood test without being dramatic?

Why do you have to make it so difficult?

I don't like needles.

We don't care that you don't like needles.

Does he like needles?

He'd probably love to be pinned down and needled.

For the Wrath of Ankhseram, why are you so horny?

I haven't gotten laid for centuries!

Neither have the rest of us.

Wanna change that?

"I guess you're staying with me," Lioness smiled. I wanted to know why. I wanted to understand her compassion and kindness. I felt her stroke my arm over the bandages. "But you can't do this anymore, ok?" Why not? "It's not good for you. Come on, I'll take you to where I live." I wasn't sure how I knew, but she was sad. I could see it in her brown eyes. I saw grief. I think I've seen something similar when there was more than one human and I broke one of them. I was afraid to touch her because of how fragile she looked. All humans were fragile, but the humans I had broken were thick and muscular. She wasn't.

The town called Magnolia was very warm. She looked back to make sure I didn't wander off or get lost and it made me feel more secure. I wasn't sure when I'd last been inside a town, but it hadn't looked like this. The houses were different, and I think I recognise this place? The river had a peachy smell to it, and this was the only river I remembered that had this smell. But when I had been to this river, there hadn't even been a hut or a camp. These buildings looked like they had been here for decades. The Doctor man said I was in my late twenties so I didn't know how that was possible.

I could smell Pinkie and Happy following. They were trying to be stealthy but were failing. I stopped and punched the wall of a building. The building didn't crack, but it vibrated violently and the two fall off the roof. Pinkie looked at me with surprise and I only looked down with a blank expression. I looked at Lioness, and she was surprised. Pinkie was as well. Did he think I couldn't smell him? He wasn't exactly very quiet. Nobody was. I could hear around five couples mating at this moment. I was able to use my magic like a sonar, but I never really used it because I didn't find a need for it.

"How'd you do that?" Asked Lioness. She knew I wasn't very good with words, but I assume it was the surprise. She walked over and touched the area I had hit, but there was no sign I'd done anything to it. "Wow. You must have some serious control of your magic. That's impressive," she smiled. I tilted my head to one side, not understanding what she meant.

"Hey Blue," said Pinkie. "How strong are you?" I shrugged. "So you have no idea how powerful you are?" I shook my head. "I wanna fight!" I repeated the previous action. "Huh? Why not? I'm stronger than you think." I could smell that he was not entirely human, so it was possible that he stood a chance. I think I encountered a demon in the past and it was mildly entertaining to break.

Is he gonna let that punk hit him?

I say we kill him.

Then we don't get laid. Genderbent mantis remember?

Shut up! We don't care about your mental boner.

I do.

Nobody cares!

We're talking about the Fire Funk, not Durham's boner.

Oh yeah?

Burn the fucker!

Yeah, we can take him!

I decided that he would use his magic against me and I'd eat it. I opened my arms, gesturing that the boy could try and come at me. He grinned and set himself on fire and went at me. I moved out of the way multiple times. He was very slow, I noted. He was getting frustrated but also excited. He couldn't hit me and that made him want to hit me more. His fire was getting hotter and he was starting to use his Dragon Slayer magic. He wasn't very good at keeping his fire controlled, something else I made note of.

"Be careful Natsu!" Yelled Lioness. She wanted to make sure I was alright. I liked that. I wanted people to care about me. I wasn't bored with Pinkie's failings. Instead, I found it interesting. He wasn't getting anywhere but he wouldn't give up. It felt familiar for some reason. Had I encountered this Slayer before? It felt like it. I was curious as to why that was.

"He's really fast, ain't he?" I heard the flying cat say. I remembered his name because it was simple. I liked simple names. Ice Prince's name was simple, but I liked calling him Ice. "Hey Blue! Show off one of your attacks!" The cat sounded confident. In me or Pinkie? I would find out shortly.

I channelled magic into my arm, allowing it to burn bright blue with a faint blue aura surrounding it. I walked out of the boy's way and then to his side. I flicked him, but when he went backwards, I compressed magic behind his back so he wouldn't damage any buildings. People didn't like their things being destroyed. I could've gotten the same result without making my arm blue, but the cat wanted to see me show off. Pinkie got up and went right back me even though he was a black bruise on his stomach. It made me more curious.

"That's enough!" Said Lioness. The boy was already flying at me so I nullified his magic. Pinkie dropped to the ground and tried setting his hands on fire again. It was a simple spell and would wear off in a few minutes. I used it on wyverns so I could eat them.

And on us. Stupid blue cunt.

"Hey!" Humans had a thing for saying 'Hey' it appeared. "What's up with my magic?" Lioness looked at me with concern, but I did my best at explaining that it would return in a few minutes. It sounded terrible. She didn't mind my bad speech. "How'd he do that?"

"His element is magic," Lioness reminded Pinkie. "You protected the buildings with your magic, right?" I nodded. "I'm gonna have to keep you around then. Natus is always destroying stuff and it's a real pain. Lucky to have found you, aren't I?" I didn't know how to respond to that. "Come on. You seriously need a bath." I followed her, and the other two followed me.

I hadn't lived in a home before so I didn't know what I was expecting. While she said it was only an apartment, it was as good as a castle for me. I noticed a pile of wrapping paper and a tear-stained letter next to them. Humans wrapped stuff in the colourful paper and presented them as gifts, especially during the winter time. Someone had given her gifts, and these gifts were a year apart because of the condition of the paper. Humans celebrated the day of their birth so they were likely birthday gifts. The paper was a letter. The tear stains meant it as a sad one. Adding that to the look of grief in Lioness' eyes, I concluded that someone close to her died.

"Who?" I asked. She looked at me and I pointed at the letter. "Who died?" She looked sad, meaning I was correct.

"My father passed away. Because of an incident, I was gone for seven years. He still sent presents to me, and it broke my heart that I couldn't say goodbye." She looked like she was going to cry. I didn't like it when humans cried. The salty smell would still my nostrils and I would feel sad along with them. I didn't know what else to do so I pulled her into an embrace. I was barely touching her though. I knew the slightest of pressure would break her like a twig. Even though Pinkie and the cat were just outside, she started to cry in my arms.

The source of her compassion was her loss. At least I think it was? I didn't know, but it was a nice thought. She was in pain and was coping with it by helping someone else. I was always in pain, so much so that it became normal for me. My muscles would strain under my activities and my feet always ached from my travels. Maybe I could learn to be like her? She seemed to have many friends. If it was from her compassion, I should learn to harness it. I could slightly empathise with her. I felt horrible when my sister died, and I still do. Instead of helping someone else, however, I had isolated myself from the world.

I heard Pinkie come in, but I wasn't concerned with him. He didn't matter right now. I was a large man compared to her, reaching 6'4. I towered over most people, and she was no exception. I could feel her wet tears against my chest, but they were coming less now. I let go, allowing her to calm herself. Pinkie was making a possessive growl that Lioness wouldn't hear, but I could. Even though he was aware that I could very easily beat him, or at least I assumed he did, he was threatening me. I released my own and the sound was much deeper than his. While Lioness didn't hear it, the cat did. Pinkie wisely backed down.

"Hey Luce, we're you gonna do with Doggy after you've given him a bath?" He didn't like me now.

I could smell his attraction to Lioness, but it wasn't reciprocated. I smelled a slight attraction coming from her, but not like Pinkie. He smelled like a coyote who'd just found a female in heat and wished to breed. I could admit that I didn't know much, but I knew nature. Even though nature hated me, I was aware of how certain animals reacted to one another. I knew that dragons could get forceful if one was not careful. They could control themselves as they weren't mindless animals, but Pinkie didn't appear to be very smart, so it was likely his instincts would get the better of him. I would keep that from happening.

Threesome?

Dammit, Durham!

I want the blonde. Can I have the blonde?

We all want the blonde.

I want the pink one. He'd feel so hot inside.

He'd probably taste good as well.

Now you've made us hungry! Asshole.

Hey dumbass, break something!

No, eat something!

He's a moron, you expect him to be able to follow orders with all this bullshit?

Hey, pink head's right, he's a doggy!

Doggy dog!

Dumb animal.

Can he fuck like a dog?

Shut up Durham.

No! I want to fuck and I want it now.

"I made a choice Natsu," Lioness' voice snapped me from the annoying voices. "The Doctor has given me medication for him. He won't hurt me, I trust him." I felt my face heat up from the mere idea of someone liking me enough to trust me. "Why're you suddenly being so mean? Is this a Dragon Slayer thing?" Yes.

"No." Liar.

I decided to leave them to their argument and investigate the Lioness' den. I found a shelf containing books and took one. When I opened it. I saw symbols I saw but couldn't read. It had nice pictures though. I liked the pictures, even if I couldn't read what was under it. I put it back and walked into a white and blue room. It smelled strange. I didn't like it.

"-u being serious?" I walked out of the room and saw the Lioness getting angry at Pinkie. Her face was red and he wasn't taking her seriously. "He's done nothing wrong! He bit Wendy, but you've done worse than that. Laxus and Gajeel have done a lot worse than that but you don't mind when I hang out with them." Pinkie obviously minded. "Why're you acting like this? I can't just abandon Blue to some random mental hospital. Those places are horrible! I'm not abandoning him because you're being jealous."

She's feisty.

She looks like Anna. God, I hated that whore.

Don't you insult Anna!

Nobody cares what you think Weiss.

I do.

Her neck looks so fragile. I'd love to snap her little neck.

I want to taste her blood.

I bet it tastes delicious...

I want to eat her!

Fucking eat something you useless sack of lizard shit!

I sat down against the bed. I didn't like what the voices were saying about Lioness. Pinkie was being jealous and Lioness was able to see it. She chewed him out for it in my defence. I wanted to thank her for it. Maybe I would try making something later? I remember compressing my magic enough to make it form a crystal once. That would be a nice thank you. Females like gems. I assumed they did at least.

I had been too lost in my thoughts to notice that Pinkie and his cat had left. I looked up to meet Lioness' gaze. She looked upset but was trying to hide it for me. I stood up and now she had to look up at me.

"Pinkie?"

"We just had a small argument. He's just being childish and immature. Now, let's get this cloak off of you." I did it myself and took it off, revealing the whole of my top half to her. I didn't usually remove my clothing, but I didn't want it to get wet. I didn't feel nice when it was wet. I felt the dragon tooth necklace against my chest, and I felt the Lioness touch my markings. They were all over my body, even my toes. She seemed to find this interesting. "How did you get these?" She questioned as she stroked my scars.

"Not know." Now I sounded like an idiot. I know I wasn't the smartest out there, but I hated feeling stupid. "Why?" I asked. "Why kind?"

"I wouldn't be a Fairy Tail mage if I didn't help someone who needed it," She smiled. I mimicked her expression. She started giggling "Sorry, you just look like a friend of mine when you smile. He's gonna love you." I was curious to know who this person was. She nudged me towards the room from earlier and I stepped in. It felt weird against my feet. "Have you... Well. Had a bath inside of a house before?" I shook my head. She seemed to be embarrassed by this so I looked away from her gaze. "It's nothing to do with you. It just means that I'm gonna have to help you with this as well."

"Help what?" I grabbed onto my shorts and started to take them off. I then remembered that people didn't like seeing strangers naked. while I didn't understand why that was, it explained why she was redder than a tomato. If people were meant to have clothes, they'd be born with them. Once they were off, she became a darker shade of red.

"They go all the way down there!" I think she was surprised by my markings? I looked down to where she'd been looking at. On either side of my male anatomy were markings just like on the rest of me. I had never been bothered by it. Maybe it was because she was female? She walked past me, trying her best not to look at my nether regions. She turned a metal thing and water started to come out.

In my curiosity, I kneeled down and poked the water. I could feel it start to warm. Since when did people learn how to do this? She changed between hot and cold, but I liked it hot. I expressed my enjoyment for hot things. That made her redder for some reason. When it was full, she asked me to get into it. I did so and it felt surprisingly nice against my skin. I normally bathed in lakes or magma to clean myself but this was more comforting. The bubbles were strange but she liked them.

Then Lioness started to wash my mane. She emptied two bottles to make my dark blue hair bubbly like the water. I could hear under her breath mumbling things like 'How does Gajeel do this' and 'How am I gonna brush this?'. I allowed her to do what she was doing while I poked the bubbled. They felt odd against my hands. I felt her start to massage her fingers into my scalp and it was very relaxing. I liked this. I think I was going to enjoy living with this female.

Magma is better.

"What magic you?" I asked. She started to explain Celestial Magic, something I actually knew about. I knew I wasn't smart, but I was very good at identifying magic. It was what I ate after all. Celestial Magic tasted like strawberries to me, even though I've never eaten such a food. Or I have and like everything I'd just forgotten it. "Strong magic."

"A lot of people think that it's rather weak. I'm glad you don't think so." What nonsense was she spouting? Celestial Magic wasn't very easy, especially since it didn't just summon creatures but sentient beings. I remember a very angry mermaid who tried to drown everyone who got between her and whatever man or woman she was with at the time. I think she was with Leo? No, it was probably Gemini. The woman loved herself so much I wouldn't be surprised if it really was Gemini. "I'll let you meet one of my spirits tomorrow after bed. Sound good?" I nodded, feeling a rumble in my throat. It was unfamiliar, but she liked the sound. "You can purr? Aww! That's so cute!"

With a smile, I grabbed her clothing and pulled her in. I gave a grin and she splashed me in response. Human females were so much more entertaining than I thought they were. I looked forward to the next bathing session.