!Okay! I have a special request for all readers before they start reading!

Since I won't have time to be explaining what is a hilt/scabbard/etc (which I bet most of you guys know what a scabbard is) I hope for you all to take a look at a picture which describes the sword vocabulary

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So just in case, for those who Do Not understand some of the vocabulary I would be using ^^ Check that image So some of you won't be confused.

!I Do Not Own Lucy H. Or Natsu D. All Credits goes to Hiro Mashima! HOWEVER. Horito Kaname and the Plot are Mine! Natsu is Still a Mage btw C:

Now Without Further Ado... The Next Chapter of Resurrected Love!
Enjoy!~

"Sir Dragneel! Sir Dragneel!"

"What...?" Natsu groaned, rubbing his eyes from sleep as he sat up from the floor.

"There seems to be a large group of soldiers incoming from North-West, and their headed this way." The soldier said, his hand adjusting his helmet.

"Xenede's group?" The pink haired jerked awake, standing up and searching for his jacket that he had thrown somewhere in his tent.

"We're uncertain, King Jude's group went ahead to investigate."

"What?!" He outbursts, the jacket clutched in his left hand. He remembered clearly the agreement that Horito, Natsu and King Jude made. To stick together, in case of an ambush.

"Dragneel, Sir. I recommend you to wear your armor, in case the group we're suspecting is from Xenede."

Natsu dismissed the suggestion by waving his hand. Sliding his arms in his tailcoat. His coat was more like a vest with a collar, revealing a long white sleeve shirt beneath. Just like the name that was given to this vest, it has two wide strips at the bottom of the coat, reaching down to the back of his mid-thighs. There was only one button at the bottom of the vest, though Natsu left it untouched. A trail of gold was sewed along the sides of the jacket. The pink haired wore long dark brown pants with black boots, then there was that scarf that he wore wherever and whenever around his neck.

When Horito saw Natsu's outfit the other day, he had burst into laughs saying that Natsu looked more like a pink pirate then a bold prince leading a big group of soldiers. Which they both ended up getting into a fight later on.

"The armor puts on a limit to how much I can move around freely, and that isn't really a good thing." He explained, fixing his sleeves before going in search for his sword. Managing to find it in a pile of unwanted maps, he attached his sword to two leather straps on a string around his waist. Then suddenly, he grabbed the scabbard firmly in his left hand, pulling his sword to the side. While doing this he popped the cross-guard out, twisting the blade away from his body, drawing out his sword.

"Sir Dragneel?" The soldier asked hesitantly, unsure of what Natsu was thinking.

"I'll be fine without the armor." He replied simply, slicing through thin air.

I can smell them. Xenede's group... No doubt about it.

It was still dark outside, several tents surrounded a single fire pit, some soldiers wandered around the area, eat and drinking, some others laughing while they chatted along. Their campsite was located in the meadows, a few hills surrounded the open area.

Luckily for Natsu, the wind was blowing towards them, so the breeze brought the strong scent of the Xenede people. He wasn't sure what would happen to King Jude's group, but the soldiers from Xenede wouldn't journey in one large group, which means they were most likely separated in a couple of groups. This may be a plan to diverge Horito, Natsu and King Jude's group to make their forces weaker. Speaking of which...

Where was Horito's group?

A scream pierced the silence, reeling Natsu back to reality, quickly following other few war cries.

"Ambush! Ambush!" A voice cried among them as clangs of swords collided together.

The soldier that was standing at the opening of Natsu's tent vanished, joining in the battle with his teammates. Natsu could feel adrenaline pumping in his veins, his hands twitching in urge to go in battle. Sheathing his sword he ran out of his tent, looking side to side examining the area. The campsite was already a mess, tents were brought and teared down, the fire pit was now only diminished to only a flicker and to Natsu's dismay, he recognized some of his men already on the ground, dead.

The night was still young, which was a slight relief because the enemy's archers and shooters couldn't take a proper aim in the dark. He needed to find his horse, now. Most of his men were on foot, and most of their enemy's men were on horses. Natsu looked to his left where all his men kept their ride, anger boiled within him as he realized bodies of their horses covered in arrows, they must have been targeted first.

An opponent started charging towards Natsu, he took out his sword just in time as their weapons made contact. Twisting his body to the right, he took out his spare dagger hidden in his pockets before jabbing the pommel in the enemy's stomach. Natsu heard footsteps behind him, and by the scent they carried it was not one his teammate. Kicking the limp body of his previous opponent out of the way, he once again concealed his dagger in his pockets before gripping his sword with both hands.

Narrowly dodging the foe's sword that was aimed to slice him in half, Natsu was about to hit the opponents head with the blunt side of his sword when he felt another presence behind him. The pink haired turned around to block the enemy but was too late, he felt the sword slice through the flesh on his shoulder, grazing his shoulder bone. Red liquid trailed down his arm, staining his white shirt as he staggered back, face recoiling in pain though still raising his sword with his left hand in defense.

His left wasn't his dominant hand. Crap.

Natsu's right shoulder stung, but being stabbed would hurt more, and he definitely didn't want that. He tried moving his injured arm...

It was okay.

The foe that had successfully injured Natsu came charging towards the pink haired again, raising his sword and slicing it down. Natsu tilted his head to the right as he used the edge of his sword to make contact with the edge of the opponent's sword. Their weapons sliding against each other until their cross-guard stopped the movement of both Natsu and the other soldier's sword. Quickly Natsu grabbed the central ridge of his enemy's sword, yanking it towards him forcing the soldier to stumble forward, as the soldier did so Natsu kicked him in the stomach. Rewarding himself another sword for combat as the enemy fell a few feet away, his hand on his stomach.

The fallen soldier's friend who seemed to have stayed quiet for a while suddenly jerked to life, grabbing out a gun and aiming it at Natsu. Onyx orbs fixed on the opponent, the grip on his sword tightened as he realized if he dared to move he would have a bullet somewhere in his body.

"Natsu!" A feminine voice yelled in the distance.

He looked at the direction of the voice who had called his name, realization hitting him hard.

A female with tight armor was riding on a White Arabian Horse, her blonde hair braided with her locks left out. The white horse was racing towards him, it's hooves shaking the ground beneath it. The blonde's face was determined, a little shaken but still strong. Her chocolate orbs were fixed on Natsu's as if giving him a silent message to be prepared for what's next.

Lucy.

Before his mind could register thoroughly, Lucy had grabbed his left hand and yanked him onto the horse behind her. The horse carried both of them away, a few gunshots rang behind them, narrowly missing.

After throwing his spare sword and sheathing his own weapon, the pink haired glanced back, they were leaving the campsite. He stayed quiet, thoughts still registering in his mind. He was leaving the battle site, which was a relief but he was also leaving his comrades. And he was the leader. Wait then why was he running away? Especially with Lu-

"Lucy! Take me back!" Natsu ordered, finally able to comprehend what was happening.

"No." Came Lucy's end-of-discussion reply.

He didn't dare to counter back for a few moments, the sound of war diminishing with each passing moment. Until he realized what he was doing was wrong, it was a mistake he would regret forever.

"Lucy. I can't leave my comrades behind in a battle! Especially when most of them are not fully prepared for this! It was an ambush Lucy. An Ambush. And as a leader I can't just run awa-"

"Shut up!" She cried, her grip on the reins tightening as she forced her horse to stop and making a sharp turn. They were facing towards the direction where they had escaped from, which made Natsu all the more confused. The horse stomped it's hooves on the ground, huffing and puffing as it waited for it's master's commands.

Neither of them said a word, only faint cries and clangs could be heard in the distance. "At least let me help you fix that." Lucy replied weakly, indicating about Natsu's shoulder which he had already forgotten about. While she struggled to get off the horse, Natsu sat there dumbfounded, wondering what Lucy meant. For a moment, the blonde thought that she would be able to get off the horse without the dense idiot moving but the next movement proved her wrong.

As she was about to slip off the horse, her right leg got caught in the reins, causing her weight to dramatically shift to the left, her body tipped along. She gave a yelp of surprise as she slipped off, Natsu reached out his right arm, grabbing her outreached hand without thinking and felt a wave of sharp pain on his injury before being pulled off of the horse as well. The white creature neighed in surprise at the sudden jerk that came from the reins, standing on it's hind legs for a moment before storming off in the opposite direction.

Thud.

Lucy felt her back make contact with the floor, luckily it didn't hurt as much as she anticipated because of the armor she wore. She slightly groaned in frustration, closing her eyes, as she realized that their one and only transportation had fled. A voice pulled her out of her thoughts.

"Oi. You alright?"

The blonde opened her eyes, staring straight into those onyx orbs of Natsu's. His eyebrows were furrowed together in concern, eyes searching around Lucy's face for any signs of injury. Except she wasn't in pain, she was in shock. Her eyes widened as she sucked in a breath, realizing their current position. At that moment her mind went blank.

Lucy was laying on her back, and Natsu was on top of her using his elbows to take his weight instead of crashing on his friend. Their faces were only inches apart, a flashback of when they were in the ballroom occurred in the back of her mind, when their faces were also, inches apart.

The blonde could tell that her friend was still waiting for an answer, and she quickly searched for onw.

"Y-yeah..." She stammered after clearing her mind.

"Good." Natsu replied weakly before falling to the left and onto his back beside Lucy. She sat back up and crawled to him, the thoughts of their previous position vanishing all together.

"You okay?"

"Could've been better," He laughed, "A bit on the dizzy si- Wooah.. "

"Haha, that's because you lost of a lot of blood on the way here..." Lucy softly inquired, looking over her shoulder where the commotion was still going on. Once she returned her full attention back to Natsu, she silently apologized before standing up and looking for any dropped materials that she had the horse carry in a bag.

The pink haired sat up, bending one of his knees upwards, resting his elbow on top of his knee. "You know, you don't have to apologize. That wasn't your fault."

Lucy didn't reply.

Natsu watched the blonde search through the area, standing up as she placed her hand on her hip. "Nothing. Not a single thing. All the food, water, bandages, medicine... Gone." She groaned in frustration.

He watched her as she came back to him, and he continued to stare as she sat beside him, placing her hands on her face as both of her knees were bent upwards. After a while Lucy looked back at Natsu, noticing for the first time that he wasn't wearing his armor. "Are you an idiot or what?!" She yelled without thinking twice. It sounded better when she was thinking of the sentence in her mind, but when it came out of her mouth it sounded harsh. And for a moment she regretted that she had spilled out her thoughts, wishing that she could spit it all back in.

Natsu flinched, but his face remained calm.

"Yeah yeah, I'm an idiot. But if I'm an idiot then what are you?" He stated, his eyes burning into hers.

"W-what?"

"Lucy. You came to a battlefield. With no experience in fighting with a sword what-so-ever, and we're in the middle of an open field. You're lucky that it's dark right now otherwise we're as good as crow food. So tell me Lucy, if I'm an idiot then what are you." Natsu growled, putting all his anger into each syllable.

The blonde opened her mouth, but then closed it. Yes. She was an idiot, more then that she was a bozo, a nincompoop, a whatever-word-related-to-idiot-out-there. Lucy had registered all the possibilities if she had rode that white horse into battle. Of course the worst case would be, she would die. But then the other possible scenarios didn't sound as bad as the worst one. She examined the pink haired's face. He was beyond raging with her decision, but he managed to keep another retort in his mouth as he waited for the blonde's answer.

Lucy decided to not reply to Natsu's statement, instead took his injured arm with care and inspect his cut shoulder. "I understand Natsu." She said softly, reaching for his left sleeve and tearing it off.

"No you don't." He snapped, looking away as he said so, not exactly sure of what she was talking about but at least he understood what his friend was intending to do as she teared off his left sleeve.

She wrapped the cloth around his injured shoulder, then after tying it tightly on the end she placed her hands on her lap. Natsu's face was still faced away from her, and it made her feel awkward. With all this going on, Lucy had almost forgotten about the commotion in the distance, and it made her wonder if it had ended or not.

To her dismay, faint cries and swords colliding with each other could still be heard. When she turned her head to inspect their surroundings, she squinted her eyes when she saw a dark figure in the distance, but as soon as it came into her view it vanished. Dismissing the thought she stood up and looked anywhere other than Natsu.

"You should stay here, I can go check on the situation. Maybe grab Horito's and my Father's group. I noticed they weren't on the battlefield with your group. Were you guys separated?" Lucy asked, her mind lying to her that she had only asked one question.

"No, and yes, and sort of." Natsu answered to all of her questions at once, still not making eye contact with the blonde.

"Well I still have a flare gun, I know that it'll bring the enemy's attention here but.. maybe I can give a warning to my father and inform him to come here immediat-"

That's when Natsu realized the scent that the wind had carried for a while now. That's when he heard a gunshot. That's when he heard something crash onto the floor beside him. That's when he heard her groan in pain, as she tried to mutter out a warning to Natsu but instead came out incoherently. That's when he became fully aware that the person who had been shot down was no other then Lucy.

He twisted around, about to shout out her name when he felt another bullet whiz pass his head, grazing against his skin.

Natsu froze.

"Don't move! Or that beautiful young lady would be silenced." A voice rang out, footsteps nearing as it silently scrunched the grass on it's way.

"And if you dare hurt her further I swear I'll hurt you ten times more." Natsu threatened, getting on his knees slowly. He needed to be in front of Lucy. At least...

"I said Don't Move!" A figure came into view, he was just a few inches taller then Natsu but didn't seem any older, he wore an ordinary armor like any other soldier but something about him told Natsu that he was of higher status. The gun he held was still pointed at Lucy as he walked closer to them, a smirk decorated his young features. "Prince of Lekita, Natsu Dragneel, I assume?" He said with a hint of an accent.

"What if I am?" Natsu growled, managing to scoot beside Lucy. The blonde whimpered in pain, her crumpled form shaking with fear.

"Lucy." He softly whispered her name in reassurance that she would be fine, without taking his eyes off the newcomer. She slowly shook her head, tears streaming across her face as teardrops plopped onto the ground. "Natsu.." She simply replied, her hand clutching tightly on her shoulder as fresh red liquid trailed down, staining the once innocent green color of the grass.

Damn their enemy had something about injuring shoulders first.

Natsu's hand searched for Lucy's free hand, he made up his mind the instant Lucy was hurt. Whoever the hell this guy was, he was his enemy, and he had injured someone dear to him. Just by thinking these simple thoughts made him feel his stomach twist with fury, for once he was glad he was simple-minded, or at least that's what Lucy called him from time to time.

He squeezed her hand one final time before abruptly launching himself at his opponent, tackling him to the floor as the gun the opponent was holding a few moments ago landed a few feet away. Lucy watched helplessly as the two rolled on the ground for a while, before she saw the opponent's hand sneak into Natsu's pocket for something.

"Natsu! Watch out!" She warned. Natsu heard her loud and clear, jerking his body off of his rival's, feeling the dagger barely scraping the surface of the side of his abdomen.

"Tch." He scoffed before scrambling to his feet and walking a few steps back. Maybe he should've worn his armor instead.

"Is that all you got?" The enemy growled, the dagger pointing at Natsu.

"Hmph, I'm just getting started."

But something was off. The opponent's attention wasn't right on Natsu, he would glance to his back from time to time where... Lucy was.

Shit.

Before Natsu could react, the soldier turned his body and ran for the blonde, the dagger above his head as he was about to strike down. Lucy tried to roll over, but she would be rolling on her injured soldier. It's either death or more severe pain. And to her surprise, death sounded less painful then the other choice. But she knew that she'd rather live on, though for some reason her muscles wouldn't move, her words were caught in her throat as she watched wide-eyed as the dagger closed the gap between her and the weapon.

"Karyū no Hōkō!"

Bright colors of red, orange and yellow flashed in front of her eyes, the heat from the flames were intense, and she couldn't help but recognize the voice that had just shouted out those words. Natsu...

The soldier had staggered back, cursing beneath his breath as the dagger in his hand fell onto the ground. The wall of fire between the blonde and the opponent diminished, Lucy managed to have sat up, staring wide eyed at Natsu, her mind refusing the believe what her eyes had just seen. But the flames that danced in his hands were proof that he was a mage. A fire mage. Though something was off, those words didn't exactly describe the magic he had used, indeed it was fire but the words he had just shouted were of something different.

Fire Dragon's Roar.

A Dragon Slayer?! Lucy went back to the time when she was reading books about magic, their past, their founder and how their government worked. She even found out about some details about another world; Edolas. But that's another thing. Dragon Slayer... If she remembered correctly, Dragon Slayer Magic was a type of Lost Magic. Dragon Slayers, they have the ability to consume whichever element they wield. For example, in Natsu's case, Fire. Lucy couldn't remember the details, but she didn't need to because remembering what she was reading a few weeks back was the least of her concerns. If anyone saw this...

Lucy began to panic as Natsu stalked towards them both. "Get. Away. From her." He growled, before giving a chance for the enemy's answer he dashed and his fist; which was engulfed in flames, made contact with the other's face.

"N-natsu! Stop!" She pleaded, using her efforts to stand up with one hand. Once she was on her feet, she tried to stand straigher but instead her shoulders stung, making her recoil in pain.

Natsu didn't reply, his back facing her while his eyes were trained on the enemy. He wanted to ask Lucy, why was she not surprised by any of this, but something inside him told him; Questions later, Fight now.

At the moment, Lucy didn't care if Natsu was a mage and was suppose to be killed right now. Because if he continued, then he would really...

"Natsu! Listen, if you continue doing this then someone will sure to-"

"Too late, Lucy-dono." A new voice sounded in the distance, all eyes laid on the figure as it slowly came in view. Horito Kaname.

"Natsu, Dragneel. A mage, confirmed." Horito said, as if reading the words from a script. A sly smirk decorated his features, as he held the gun that the soldier had a few moments before, aiming it at Natsu.

"Don't you dare, Horito.. I know that this is by law bu-"

"Lucy." Natsu whispered, finally looking at the blonde, the corners of his lips slowly turned up into a smile. He knew that his information would leak someday or another, and truth to be told, he didn't expect it to be today. Lucy shook her head in denial, her chocolate brown eyes staring straight at Natsu's.

"This is also for your very own sake, princess." Horito interjected, walking closer and closer to the pair, completely ignoring the fact that the other soldier had run off somewhere. "If your father found out that you have been keeping this secret from him, punishment would fall upon you. I'd rather you to not get involved any deeper with this situation. I'll handle it from here."

"HELL NO!" Lucy screeched, coming up from behind Natsu in attempt to protect the pink haired. But to her dismay, Natsu shot out an arm, stopping Lucy.

"Lucy." He said, his tone firmer and serious. Natsu inspected Horito, it didn't seem like he was in a battle previously, which was weird. Where was that guy this whole time?

"You've been planning this haven't you..?" The blonde's soft whisper reeled Natsu out of his thoughts. "What?" He asked in disbelief.

She shook her head before staring straight into the eyes of Horito. "No not you Natsu, I mean Horito. Look at him, not even a scratch. This... whole thing... He must've been suspicious about you, Natsu. About being a mage. To be honest that thought did occur in my mind once, when you heard my father talking to one of his customers in his study. You said you could hear them loud and clear, but honestly they were only whispering inside. I thought you had some magic to do with eavesdropping or something." Lucy exclaimed, furrowing her eyebrows together in concentration.

Horito scoffed, "Nothing less expected from you, Lucy Heartfilia. But enough talk." He suddenly veered his gun to the direction of Lucy before shooting. Natsu seeing his movements, pushed Lucy out of the way before the bullet reached her.

"Hey!" She shouted in surprise.

"God dammit what the hell were you thinking Horito!" He yelled, fire once again engulfing his fists, and completely ignoring Lucy.

The purple haired simply shrugged, his eyes twinkling with anticipation. "She's of no use to me if she's in love with someone else."

"So you were just toying with her in order to get something else?"

"You can say that." Horito said, making thoughtful face.

Natsu glanced over his shoulder, expecting the blonde to say some retort, but Lucy stayed quiet, her poker face revealing nothing, chocolate eyes were glazed over and lifeless, and this frightened Natsu.

"Natsu I'm fine, I just.." Lucy replied once she realized the stare her friend was giving to her.

The pink haired turned his attention back at Horito, his onyx orbs filled with blazing hatred. A few weeks ago, the purple haired had confessed his love for Lucy, though she had rejected him saying there was someone else. Natsu had wondered who else had the blonde seen and fell in love with, though he had no answer that satisfied him.

He bent his knees, both of his fists ready for battle. The gun Horito held was pointed back at Natsu, a few quiet moments passed before Lucy realized that they were both still continuing to battle. Of course she wasn't that stupid to not understand that once men start fighting, they won't stop until the other falls. But Lucy had hoped that Horito would've come to an understanding, but after realizing that this whole love thing he had confessed to her, this whole friendship and trust thing was fake, she wasn't sure what to believe in. Maybe her father was a part of this? Maybe her butler? Who else? What secrets have been kept hidden that she was a key role in without her even knowing it? This infuriated her; she basically was useless and unwanted. Just a piece of trash to get to the real prize; Wealth, Land, and Power.

"Lucy..." Natsu whispered.

"H-huh?"

"You know, you still owe me that dinner. We've never had the time to schedule it, just the two of us."

"Natsu. What is this about..?" Lucy asked, her eyebrows furrowing together though her eyes widened, trying to look at Natsu's face but it was clearly out of her vision.

"Promise me, when I get out of this, get me a big feast. Fire is much appreciated." He chuckled, knowing that the possibility was low.

"N-natsu?"

"Oi, Horito!" The pink haired yelled, trying hard not to notice Lucy panicking.

The purple haired arched an eyebrow in response, waiting for Natsu to continue.

"Promise me you won't hurt Lucy." He growled, hunching over, preparing to fight.

"That goes without saying. I do love her so..." Horito replied with a smirk, tilting his head a bit so he could see Lucy's reaction. But Lucy didn't even bother. She watched in horror as Natsu prepared to go in a battle. If he was that reckless idiot she knew then he would go straight for Horito, and with that traitor holding a gun, there's a low possibility for Natsu to dodge it. Even if he did avoid getting hit by the bullet, how long would he be able to dodge those small objects?

"Maybe I am that dense idiot, maybe I am that ignorant kind but you are far worse. Love isn't something to be toyed with, to be lied about. Love is a feeling that is true, it's a feeling that you probably can only experience once in a life-time. This feeling can't be easily found, and it can't be easily forgotten. But you! It's a whole different situation for you! Buried in your own need of wealth when the most important thing already flashed before your eyes." Natsu growled, "Horito, you don't deserve what you have!"

"Is that all?" He asked, showing no signs of interest.

"Horito, please don't!" Lucy begged, tears stinging at the corner of her eyes.

"But I can." Horito replied coldly.

"That's IT." Natsu yelled before running towards his new rival.

"NATSU!"

The trigger was pulled.

Hah um... yeah this took me quite a while cause I had a hard time picking out the proper plot and way how Natsu&Lucy would react xD I try to portray their characteristics here but sometimes it's hard since it's never happened in the actual anime so XD

Well that's it for Lucy and Natsu's Past! I hope your not that disappointed :C I tried, I tried Minna 3

Okay yes Horito IS a confusing character but he's the kind of person who seems nice and all but is actually cold in the inside. Bleh you'll get it along the way.

So the next chapter would be back with Natsu and Lucy in the Present Time!~

Comments, Reviews and Suggestions? All Appreciated!

Until Next Chapter~

Iz.