...Hey, guys...I-I'm gonna pretend that it hasn't been 4 months, and go on as planned. OK?
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The Scars Tale Chapter 3! (-Laughs silently- I am so stupid)
Backing away slowly Gildarts raised both arms, one to show peace, and the other to shield his face from the mini sun's fierce flames that were lapping, but not catching, the ceiling.
"Now, now, no need to get violent," he tried impishly.
Ignoring the words of the older man, Natsu growled, "Take it back..."
Blinking in confusion, Gildarts wondered carelessly what the boy was snarling about. Take it back, hmm? Glancing around the room he stared grudgingly at everything that he may have set down to piss the kid off.
The wall? Yes, he had put the wall there, though now that he thinks about it, that too was a mishap with his powers, but doesn't think that the Master would very well appreciate him tearing that down again.
The painting? It couldn't be, and even if it was, he would rather get blown up then destroy it, he pouts in a mildly creepy old man way, Bu-but I love that thing, with the cats, and the dogs, and the...wait, why do I like that again? Gildarts paused mid-dilemma, noticing that while he'd been sulking to himself, the boy had left the room.
Quick little brat...
Shoulders jerking and face cringing as he heard multiple thuds, and pain filled groans echo throughout the guilds main hall. The amber haired man flinched at the trouble he had unknowingly brought to his family, and stood on edge waiting for the smell of burning wood to waft into the room. He stalked forward in confusion as the only thing the man could pick up on was the joyful laughter of his comrades outside the door.
Gildarts' orange tinged brows drew forward at the rather puzzling picture that he found after exiting the room. The poor boy with a clothing complex lay twitching against the back of an equally damaged pink haired child.
Another bout of chuckles passed through the crowd as the new kid whispered, "Monsters." and his injured companion nodded shakily.
The cloaked man glanced over to the armor wearing crimson head, Erza, and her rival/partner in crime, the devil, Mirajane, to see them arguing as always.
"See what you did, metal head!"
"Me? Who's the one throwing people, you white haired she-demon!"
As they fought a flash of relief was in Grays eyes...Finally, He thought, I'm not the only victim...
Everyone watched as the newcomer pushed himself up with a grunt and a wobble, then proceeded to hide their mirth as he gazed challengingly down at the other male.
"Can't get up droopy eyes?" He smirked mockingly, taking pride as he saw his fellow blunt force trauma victim set his jaw in anger.
Gray glared defiantly at the stranger and pulled his abused body up, grimacing as the bruises of his previous throw came back to him.
"What are you talking about, pinky?"
Stretching his neck out, he knocked the unused portion of his scaled scarf from his back to his chest it unknowingly reaching his feet, as Natsu narrowed his harsh green eyes and growled, "Who you calling pinky, stripper?"
Shaking his head slowly in agitation he caught sight of his nude torso, turning abruptly to the left, he flailed his arms out, "Gah! Not again!"
"Gray! Natsu!" Came the familiar, yet stern, voice of Makarov, "Knock it off!"
The two in question turned to face him, the former look down in embarrassment, while the latter stared intensely.
Opening his mouth, he tried to form the words but the thought died for a moment, raising his head to get a better angle, salmon colored spikes bounced with his movements, fangs showing, he grinned in ignorance, and asked, not for the first time, "Who are you, old man?"
A blank stare, and a karate chop to the head was all he received. Recognition swirled in his irises as he quickly gripped the over extended arm of the person sitting atop a hardwood bar 10 feet away.
Makarov watched in amusement as Natsu attempted to place his face in his memory, and released a toothy smile, eyelids closing, as the boys eyes lit up in success when he found the person he was looking for, but the people of the guild followed the careful mask of anger they saw newly fitted on Natsu as he looked around gaze settling on Gildarts then moved to return to their Master.
"You!" He shouted, his right palm reached forward, dropping then old mans hand, he pointed accusingly to the little 70-something year old man, "You knocked me out of a tree, crazy grandpa!"
Not even shocked gasps, usually funny as they were, could break the tense silence as he whirled to the recently returned male, "...and you!" Natsu growled, the people closest felt the temperature rise as the boys hair steamed in his ire. "Not only did you blow me up, y-you even insulted-!"
Not even bothering to finish his statement he charged fist first at the younger target of his anger, left foot not even making it a step before Natsu tumbled head over heels, as the tassels of the fabric wrapped securely around his scarred neck tripped him. Letting out a surprised yelp the child face-planted into the floor, the wince on his face was left for everyone to see as his scarf jostled his relatively old wound inches below his left ear.
No one made a sound. No one breathed. Not when Natsu glared at the ground in front of him, not when the boy brushed his chagrin off as he picked himself up, and not when he walked to the entrance of the guild with purposeful strides. No eye contact, and no people within 5 feet for the legitimate fear of getting burned by the physical projection of his fury and humiliation.
Everyone watched in shock as the boy, no older than 12 ambled out of the arch, after throwing a tantrum, but one thought roamed around the minds of all but two.
...Where did he come from?
Natsu wandered aimlessly through the raised passages that was know as Magnolia, a town, the idea a bit ridiculous to the boy, as he had lived in log cabins, murky caves, and dense forests his entire life.
His navy blue, ankle wrapped heavy sandals thumped thickly in the lonely space of the path, green grass stained pants tied at mid-knee with similarly dyed ribbon as his footwear that rustled in the air. Stomach lifted and lowered, as he took slow, deliberate breaths to soothe his animosity.
Heightened senses caught the tell-tales of the storm just seconds before it hit, and boy did it hit. Natsu glared at the sky, ashen clouds laid restlessly over the atmosphere, the sonic booms of thunder rolled, blinding snaps of lightning sizzled across the horizon, rain parachuted down from their previous dwelling thousands of feet above his very head.
Normally high and mighty, sharp, laser green eyes were dreary and downcast. Natsu's paced slowed and peered at the rapidly expanding puddling before him, he stopped walking. The boy stood silently, entranced by the pooling water, rippling through the stream as the torrential downfall drooped his hair and weighed his clothes. Clenching his fists he whispered to himself,
"I don't need them..." the quiver in his voice easily audible to his own ears.
It...it was nice, being around so many people again, the warmth in their laughter as he mocked the other kid...the kind grins on their faces when they were flung across the room, slightly sadistic, but entertaining nonetheless...
His shoulders trembled, he knew they meant no harm...not when the old mans sudden arrival jolted him off the branch, heck, the guy even got his scarf for him, he didn't have too, he could've just ignored it, but he didn't...and that other guy, what they call him? Gildarts? Yeah, well Gildarts he wasn't too sure about, he may or may not have purposely blown him up, but he did have the heart to take him to back to wherever he did to bandage him up.
Natsu straightened his back and began to hobble back to the building, eyes flashing dangerously in determination as he retraced his steps.
Meanwhile, Gildarts, and Makarov exchanged concerned looks, then proceeded to trek after the boy in a hurry. The both of them paused as they saw a lone figure growing gradually larger as he stepped closer towards them, watching when the kids stride hitched as he noticed the older couple ahead.
Natsu's head was ducked down as he strolled up, closing the space quickly between them, hazel eyes peaked out from underneath his rosy bangs as he uttered, "Sorry..."
Makarov gazed approvingly at the child, while Gildarts scratched his head bashfully, and grinned, "Nah, kid, I should be sayin' sorry. I was outta line, didn't mean to offend."
Tanned hands shot out from their hiding posture and were placed on his hips as he shouted, "Well, good, now that that's settled." Natsu jumped in front of the orange haired male, water sloshing at his feet when he did so.
"I'm gonna get ya back for blowing me up ya know! No matter how long it takes! I am going to beat you someday! You can count on it!" He declared, a stubborn, ever-present grin on the cheery boys mouth.
His stubbled chin twitched into a smile at him, "Yeah?" A nod. "Heh, good luck with that..."
He'd entertain him for a while, he rather liked the kid.
"Alright!" his fist pumped in the air, then returned to its position at his side remembering a question bugging him since he met the 'Master' as they called him, innocent expression placed on his face Natsu faced him and asked,
"So, what's all this guild business?"
~*To Be Continued*~
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