007. Lucky
Natsu, Wendy, Gajeel – If there's one thing they aren't, it's that.
She was humming again, Gajeel noticed. The girl had been doing that a lot recently. Grass and trees alike bowed to the wind as she shifted and circled around restlessly, dropping back down with a sigh that rippled the surface of the nearby lake.
"Don't stop," he growled before he realized it, upon hearing nothing but silence. Wendy jumped a little, shrinking in on herself as a reflex. Even now, Gajeel still towered over her when he stretched himself to his full height, standing tall like the pillars of iron that used to protrude from his hands.
"Gajeel-san?"
"It was nice, Wendy." Blowing a small fireball out, Natsu swung his head towards the youngest member of their group from where he was sprawled out on a large rock, brotherly affection apparent in dark eyes. "Metal-head's just too much of a hardass to say it. You learned it from back then, didn't you? I remember… remember…" Only a vague swish of long white hair flashed through his mind. "I remember her singing that."
Gajeel snorted, light glinting off the round piercings lined along his nose. "My singing was miles better, Salamander."
"That shooby-doo-bop crap? Did you even hear when everyone else was booing you?"
"Shaddup, they were just jealous!"
"Natsu-san! Gajeel-san!" A strong gale blew straight into their faces, extinguishing flames that had been gathering at the edge of Natsu's jaws and chilling the many pointed teeth Gajeel had bared in preparation for their impending scuffle. Wendy stepped lightly towards them in a chiding manner, leaving deep imprints in the grass. "If you fight here, we'll be found. I like this place, so I don't want to have to leave for a while." Warm brown eyes blinked pleadingly at the duo. "Please?"
It was unfair, but that look she gave them still worked, and they backed off.
"Feels like all we've been doin' is flying from one place to another lately, anyway," Natsu sulked, laying his head back down on the rock. "M'tired of it."
"Can't be helped, unless you want to be scarin' the ever-loving shit outta everyone we meet." Gajeel shrugged his massive shoulders nonchalantly, but his expression held a faint glimmer of the resentment that all three of them felt at having been forced into hiding.
They sank into silence as they did so often now, reflecting on days long gone by and their uncertain position in the world around them. White, white clouds drifted slowly above them in a blue, blue sky, almost taunting them with the fact that they alone were still here to remember a life once filled with laughter and joy.
Twisting her neck around, the youngest of the three let her eyes inspect an achingly familiar blue symbol on her front right leg, then roam to identical marks in red and black on vermillion scale-patterned and smooth metal-plated shoulders.
"Do… Do you think they're still watching us?" she asked, folding down the feathery wings neatly on her back as she gazed wistfully at the marks. Do fairies have tails?
Natsu grinned widely then, showing off rows of sharp fangs. Gajeel snorted as if the answer was obvious, settling down with a series of clanking noises.
"Always."
Wendy began to hum again.
A/N: AU where Natsu, Wendy, and Gajeel turned into dragons and lived on while the rest of Fairy Tail is long dead. I don't know where this came from and it's pretty terrible, but I wanted to write something about the Dragon Slayers for the seventh chapter.