NORMAL POV
The blonde eye's fluttered open due to the brightness in the room. The bright sun shining through the window. She blinked looking around the room. This was wrong. She was lying on a bed. A BED! She never sleeps on a bed. Ever since she was 6 or 5. But it felt nice. Nice to be able to lay down on a bed. She sighed. It was nice. So comfortable, soft. It's almost too hard to believe. She never would have imagined herself living like this. One question left her confused. Who did she get to this bed?
She jumped up. A sharp pain caught her attention. She grabbed her lower right stomach. Looking down she could see it covered by something white. A bandage? She was wrapped up? But who? Why? Why would someone help her? She lives on her own? Who would help here? No one cares for the poor. She knows no one. But why is she being helped?
She slowly got out of the bed, trying not to hurt herself. She looked down. She had on some shorts and a shirt that was cut off right under her breast. She doesn't own clothes like this. She only has one pair. Where did she get these from? Where are her clothes? What is going on? Lucy didn't waste any time. She quickly walked over to the door, opening it right up.
A large open area. You could see red railings. Under them was tables set up everywhere, even a bar. People hanging out laughing. Kids running around and having fun. People drinking, eating, have many laughs. Where the hell is she? Why are people having fun? Only the rich have fun. Are these people rich? If they are then why is she here? She's not rich. Rich don't care for the poor. Why are the rich helping her? She was supposed to die. She should be dead.
"Different right?" She almost jumped ten feet in the air. She turned her head to notice that pink haired man. He was watching her expression.
"What am I doing here?!" She snapped at him. He looked at her confused. He rubbed the back of his head.
"Well, remember when you got shot." The pink haired boy stated. "You passed out, so Erza, Shit-head and I. Rushed back here to help you. After we bet the crap out of the guy who shot you. Which was one of Sabretooth's solders." Lucy blinked in shock.
"Why?" The man looked at her confused. "Why would you help someone you don't know? I don't understand. Don't you realize I was supposed to die?" Lucy asked loudly. Natsu stared at her for a minute.
He doesn't understand. He doesn't get it. Why does she not believe? Why does she believe there's no way to save the world? She doesn't understand. She hasn't lived. She has breathed. She hasn't lived a life, she's just survived. Surviving isn't living.
I live for myself! I fight for myself!
It's okay to fight for yourself. But she doesn't understand. She doesn't see it all. The world isn't like this. It's better. It can be. It will be. He'll fight to the end for the world he believes in. He'll fight for what he knows is right. Of course he knows that people have it hard. He knows that. But it seems Lucy has that hard life. She doesn't understand how to live. But he'll change that. He's done it for so many people. He has to. He might be fighting in a war. But he never stops believing in the world he once knew.
"Did you want die?' Natsu asked Lucy. Lucy looked up at him confused. "Would you rather have us leave you back there and die? Did you want us to let you die? You said that you didn't want to leave. You said you wanted to live. Why is that? Why do you want to live? You say the world isn't going to get better. What's the point of living if you think that? You say the world isn't going to ever be normal. But yet you don't want to die. So what's the point of living if you're just thinking that?" Natsu asked her.
"I-I-Just." For once Lucy couldn't think. She knew she didn't want to die. But what Natsu said caught her attention. She might not even know the answer herself. Would you want to live in a world like this? Would anyone? Why should someone? Why should anyone? It sucks, it's crappy. You live or die. That was her whole story. She lived, by running away. Stealing food, she lived in dirt. She slept in dirt. But yet she doesn't want to die. Why doesn't she? If she had live a life like this. Wouldn't she want to be free of it? Wouldn't she want to leave this world?
"That's why." Lucy looked right into his eyes. His charcoal eyes. "We didn't leave you, because you don't want to die. You don't want to leave. You say this world is crappy and sucks. I'm not going to argue, it does. But that's why I'm fighting. That's why my friends and I our fighting. It's not a Fairy Tale that were after. I'm not going to give up, just because someone says the world sucks. I don't believe that. I believe there is a world still worth saving. I believe in Fairy Tales. I believe in myself. And I believe that you will see it to. Maybe not for a while, but I'll help you. I'll show you that running, and just surviving isn't living. I'll show you what it's like to live. As long as you want to live, I'll show you. As long as I can fight, I'll fight to show you." Natsu stated looking right at her.
Lucy didn't know what to say. He'll show her how to live? She doesn't get it why is he helping her so much. No one has ever helped her this much. She doesn't understand? He goes by what he believes? But it's the real world!
I'm not going to give up, just because someone says the world sucks. I don't believe that. I believe there is a world still worth saving.
Even after all these years. He still believes that? Is he stupid?
I'll show you that running, and just surviving isn't living. I'll show you what it's like to live.
What it's like to live? Is it different then the way she has lived? Living. What is living? What's the difference between living and surviving? Which one has she been doing? Lucy slowly looked down at the crowd. People laughing, eating, talking with others. They were having fun.
Fun. Was fun living? Lucy remembers the word fun. But she hasn't had fun in a long time. Seeing others laugh. She wanted to laugh. Is that what she wants? Does she want to laugh? She wants to laugh and smile. How long has it been since the last time she had laughed and smiled?
A long time. Not during the war. It's been years since she laughed and smiled. What was it like? Did it make a person feel good? Is having fun good? Is that how a person lives? Is having fun the answer? Is having fun living?
Lucy slowly turned her way to look at Natsu. He was waiting for her answer.
"I-I want to live."
-X-
Things are different. Things are off. Something is off. But he couldn't think what it was. He was busy. Busy with work, busy with the war. But yet something felt different to him. He's never told anyone what he believes in. Sure all his friends and family know that he wants this war over with. But to this girl that he doesn't know. It's like he wanted to tell her what he thought about. He opened to a strange girl. But why?
He's Natsu Dragneel. The leader of Fairy Tail. He's a Mafia boss, gang leader. He doesn't have time to open up to a strange girl. He's fighting a war. He's fighting for a better world. Because the one he's living in right now, is not it.
I live for myself! I fight for myself because no one else will!
It was strange. He's lived his whole life in this war. His whole childhood is war. He's always fought. He never quits. This world is messed up. No one helps anyone. No one cares for anyone. It's like a free for all. He wants to change that. He wants to help.
But this girl. She doesn't give in. She doesn't want his help. So why did she fight for him and his friends back at Sabertooth. She fights only for herself, but why did she fight for them?
He might be after a better world. But why does it feel like he wants to help this girl even more?
A/N
Sorry this took so long! I am truly sorry! I've been so busy with school work and swim, that I haven't had time to write!
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