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-let there be midnight

ME NO own FAIRY TAIL

Snow's Flower

He blinked, vision blurry as shivered feverishly. His head hurt, it hurt so much it was unbelievable and the fire that blazed in the fireplace at the other end of the room wasn't making his headache any better. The blankets on top of him irritated his skin so much he wanted to tear them off, but he didn't have the energy to do so and instead groaned out his frustration and pain.

Soft footsteps made their way to his bedside, almost unnoticed in his feverish haze and stopped as they reached him.

"You're finally up." the voice of an elderly man remarked softly, knowing that talking any louder wasn't going to help the boy in his weakened state.

Slowly, the rosy haired child turned his head and blinked his dark glazed eyes on the man, curious as to where he came from since he has never seen him ever before in his life. He was going to say something to him, but stopped before doing so when he noticed how scratched and dry his throat was and knew just saying something would cause him pain and most likely end up with him coughing. The old man just shook his head with fatherly concern as he pulled up a chair and sat at his down beside him.

"You almost died." he told him bluntly, confusing the rosy haired child even more. He didn't recall having any recent fights that would led him to be gravely injured, or ever having a life threatening situation in his life if he could remember so, but the fever made his memories a blur and caused his headache to pound even more at his skull.

"What were you doing out there in the snow anyway with just shorts and a scarf?" he continued on in disbelief, catching the young boy's attention once more. He let out a small cough as if in a reply and the old man seemed to accept it. "Not only that, you were starved. You're lucky I came around and got you help just in time cause there was no doubt that you would've died." A dry humorless chuckle escaped the old man bitterly as he recalled the unpleasant memory of finding the boy half dead in the snow and starved. "Where are you parents?" he suddenly asked through a sigh. The rosy haired boy's face scrunched up as he tried to recall ever having parents, but became increasingly sad when he remembered that his foster father Igneel had abandoned him just a few months prior.

"Gone." the boy rasped, trying in his best efforts not to cough, but his efforts didn't seem like much as he started to cough uncontrollably. The old man sighed once again, not all that happy to learn that the boy was orphaned. He leaned forward and took a glass of water off the side table and offered it to the boy who gladly took it and drank the whole glass in just a few gulps before handing it back as his coughing resided.

"What's your name?" he tried, leaning back in the old chair as he did so.

"N-Natsu Drag-Dragneel." he croaked, suddenly feeling overwhelmingly tired. "I'm the son of Igneel… he taught me magic, but…" he trailed off and he didn't need to say more as the old man understood what had happened.

"I'm Makarov Dreyer, the master to a magic guild called Fairy Tail." he told him, a small smile slipping onto his face as he watched Natsu look at him in sleepy curiosity, finding it a little cute.

"Fairy… Tail…?" he asked, his eyes blinking in an effort to stay awake. Makarov nodded.

"You can join if you like?" he added as he reached out to feel the boy's forehead for the fever to give him something to do as he awaited the reply. He frowned in deep concern as he found the temperature way too high for his liking, getting out of the chair only to come back moments later with a cool damp rag in his hands, draping it over Natsu's forehead in an attempt to get the fever to go down.

Natsu smiled softly as he started to drift off to sleep, barely registering the damp rag that rested on his forehead.

"I-I'll like… that…" he murmured before sleep took ahold of him. Makarov smiled softly as he watched the rosy haired child, glad that he found him when he did and even happier to add a new member to his family. But for now, the only thing on his mind would be to get him out of the fever's clutches and get some food into him seeing how he was a bit too skinny for his liking.