A Falling Star Chapter 7: Good Morning, a fairy tail fanfic

I'm sorry I haven't update this story recently...I've been pretty busy. I'm not lieing. I had Maths GCSE's to revise for. Gosh being fifteen isn't the easiest. Aha. Well anyway...

As the morning whirled in, the dragon slayer slept soundly. A warm, soft blanket wrapped his body, rich in the scent of strawberries and vanilla. Flipping onto his side, he felt sure the stellar mage would be besides him. Except she wasn't. It took seconds to locate her. Up, dressed and beautiful, her big brown orbs gazed distantly out of the small port window on the edge of the room. Long blonde hair swayed in the ocean breeze. For a few long moments, the pink-haired boy just engorged on the view as her body was lit with the illuminating sun rays. Just by the salty smell from the window, Natsu could tell it was late-morning. A splitting headache swirled in his mind. That's right. He was drinking last night...he remembered drinking the first few barrels of wine, after that it was all just a blur. Somehow, he had ended up in Lucy's room. Groaning, Natsu managed to pull himself to sit up. Hearing the moaning behind her, the stellar mage was brought back to her surroundings, as she turned to face the aching boy. "Your finally awake I see." she beamed, jumping onto the edge of the bed.

"Mornin' Luce," He managed to moan his usual morning greeting.

"How do you feel?" She asked. The dragon slayer looked up to catch the faint hint of concern in her eyes.

"Like hell." The boy managed a light chuckle.

"You look like it. You did drink alot the other night."

"The other night?"

"Yup. You've been passed out for two days."

"What?" The dragon slayer exclaimed, not caring for his headache anymore.

"That was some hard stuff you drank."

"Two whole days!"

"Yep." Lucy laughed, begining to rummage around in a small leather satchel on her shoulder. It was only now that the flame mage noticed her clothes. A tight leather bodice clung around her waist, and the puffy white shirt underneath it. A matching brown waist coat hugged her thin shoulders. Rough black trousers hugged her thights, as her knee-high brown boots clung to her calves. "While you were sleeping, Amira took me on a herb collecting trip!" It was strange for Lucy to seem so excited. The dragon couldn't help with getting caught up in her sea of joy. Especially, as that amazing smile beamed so brightly off her lips. He loved that smile. "Lucky you woke up today."

"How so?" Natsu questioned, intregued by what excitement laid ahead.

"We get to visit the old, empty village." Lucy giggled in glee, still scrambling through her bag.

"What village?"

"The one Amira mentioned in the legend."

"What legend?" Lucy looked up, her brown eyes examining the boy in blank confusion.

"Oh yeah. You'd passed out by then. Hmph. Oh well." She sighed, glancing down at her bag. Her face lit up in taint joy. From the pink-haired boy's point of veiw it looked like she was having a mini 'Eureka' moment. Scrammbling across the bed on her knees she sat behind the dragon slayer. Letting her get on with whatever she was doing, the boy just sat still. Curious as to why she had stopped and was now kneels behind him on the bed, he waited. Soon enough, something came into view at the corner of his eye. Following shortly after, a thin, black string was lowered over his head. A necklace? Lucy fastened it into a secure knot at the back of his neck. Everytime her soft finger tips grazed his neck, he was sure he felt a electrical shock. Glancing down at the necklace as the celestial wizard climbed off his side of the bed, he was surprised. A black bird claw was fastened to the back string. Inside of the hollow claw something green. It was kind of like grass pushed deep and compressed into the black claw. Natsu loved it. It was totally his style. Lucy plopped down infront of him. "Do you like it?" She asked genuinly pleased.

"Yeah, it's great."

"It's a falcon claw. They used to nest here on the island during the cold winters, but that very long ago."

"Wow." Natsu filled with it. "You made this?"

"Yep." She gleemed. "I even made one for myself. Amira helped me make them." The stellar mage pulled at a longer black rope as it dipped into her bodice. A small black spotted feather was fastened to the string. Green strands of what seemed likw oddly coloured group of grass blades were also tied with it. It had a vague smell of peppermint. "They're protection charms for when we go to the village."

"Protection charms."

"It's a supisticion. They say people who go in unprotected will fall under the power of the curse and be stuck on the island forever." Lucy explained, smiling to herself as she fiddled with hers. The feather stoked her fingers gently. "I thought I would make one. The sailors don't believe in that sort of stuff, but Amira was kind enough to help me make one. You know, just incase." The celestial wizard gave a light chuckle, breathing in the soft scent from the green blades. Looking up at the pair onyx eyes watching her with fasination, she dropped the necklace back into her bodice, dispearing from sight, except the visable black string dipping into her cleavage. Wiping the enlightment from her face, she skipped to the door. "Anyway get up. We're leaving in half an hour. You want breakfast don't you?" Finishing with that rhetorical question, she left. Faint sounds of boots hitting the wooden floors echoed through the hall. Skipping. Rythmic tappings co-ensided that she was obviously skipping.

The dragon slayer sat on the bed in awe. It had been a while since he had seen her smile like that. The fire mage wasn't stupid not to notice when something was wrong with Lucy the night they came to the boat. Her skin was pale, eyes missing that hint of life she always sparked with. Something heavy weighed on his stomach as her brown orbs watched in dismay as he let Amira take her away. For the whole while she was sick, he couldn't forget those eyes. After he heard she was okay, he felt better. Except something was still nagging at him. 'That fall...was bad.' still rang in the back of his mind. Ever since he woke up on the beach, it had echoing in his thoughts. But when he found her at that cliff edge, he was so overcome with joy that she seemed okay, that he unconsiously pushed it to the back of his mind. Then they met the pirates and he seemed to push it back further. It only return once he was told she was okay. Wasn't that strange? Shouldn't the thought have atleast came when she almost collapsed on him when they arrive on deck? Not when he was told she was okay. Never the less it came again. A doubt filled him when he heard she was okay.

This morning, the thought echoed in his mind again. Did he doubt the fact she was okay? No. He doubted how she was okay. Something didn't feel right about whatever the pirates used to cure Lucy. Now, something was different. Lucy seemed different. He wasn't sure what but it didn't feel good. A kind of nostalgic feel churned in his stomach when he saw the stellar mage around the pirates. He felt she needed to be protected. But from what? Right now, he was unsure but he knew he had to keep an eye on her. Instincts were a part of himself that the dragon slayer trusted. Even if he hoped that in this case they were wrong.

"Natsu!" A voice screamed from the hallway. "Didn't I just tell you to get up! We're leaving now. You've missed breakfast." The celestial mage growled, now stood in the doorway, hands on hips. The dragon slayer gave her an innocent smile. "What were you doing?"

"Just...thinking." he rose from the bed, swinging a feathered hat onto his head, of which he found on the edge of the bed. The blonde girl gave him a unconvinced look. It was rare for the pink-haired boy to think. Something about that made her a little uneasy. But with Natsu by her side there was nothing to worry about. He was always there to protect her. There was no doubt about it. No matter how stubborn, intrusive, annyoing, childish, idiotic and distructive her was, he was always there to save her.

Natsu Dragneel was her Knight.

Well I hope Natsu doesn't get to worried about that feeling. I wounder what it could mean?