Wasn’t anyone going to miss him? Why did he see them all laughing and drinking. Why did it hurt so much to see everyone so happy without him there? How long had it been? He wasn’t sure, he thought he meant something to these people, the ones he called nakama, the ones he called family? Didn’t they care that he was standing outside of the guild hall looking inside? He felt as if his world came crashing down with the harsh reality that he wasn’t needed. Yes, he died to protect them, he sacrificed himself so they could live and he didn’t even want to die he just couldn’t pull through all the way.
He watched Lucy, laughing with Gray, Juvia and Laxus. Lisanna was with her siblings and some of the other’s laughing. Erza, a big sister to him was once again sitting alone just watching. They all were smiling, laughing just like he used to do with them. So why did it hurt so much? Why was it hurting to see them all like this? “Why won’t you come looking for me?” He asked he heard a voice, was it his own? Was it someone else’s? He wasn’t sure, it felt so foreign but it was words his heart was saying. “I’m right here!” The voice croaked and he took several steps back. They looked so happy, they were safe, he should be happy, and part of him was so why did it hurt so much? Why did he want to go run in and yet didn’t? He couldn’t explain why just a few more steps back and he took off leaving.
Erza felt something off and moved outside looking around, she could have sworn she heard someone outside. Yet, she didn’t see anyone a frown came to her face as she looked up at the sky. “Natsu..” Her voice was soft and filled with sorrow. It didn’t seem to matter how many tears they cried that day, or how none of them wanted to accept such a thing the truth hurt even now. They had lost someone who helped make everyone smile and made others feel welcomed. “Thank you for watching over us.” She whipped the tears away and moved to go back inside.
Natsu was running he couldn’t help it, he didn’t know where he was going but he had to get away. No one seemed to care, that just didn’t feel right. Why didn’t they come looking for him? He wasn’t dead! There was no way he could be, even Happy wasn’t with him, Happy didn’t even try to come find him did he? Why did everyone just leave him? It wasn’t fair he didn’t want it to end like this, to be left alone. Somehow he found his way to see his one friend he made. He felt so tired, and he just made it to the outside of the barracks when he heard shouting. He watched from the window curiously to find out who his friend was yelling at.
“You should at least visit his sight captain.” The busty blonde said as she looked at the younger white haired boy.
“Why? What good would it do?” He spat at her. “There’s paperwork to be done and no one is going to do anything about it.”
“Captain, you lost your friend. It’s alright for you to the grave site since you missed the funeral. Head captain would understand.”
Hitsugaya gritted his teeth, as he looked at his Lieutenant, no it wouldn’t be alright. Because then it would like he had to say goodbye. He knew humans or even mages had limited time that they would all die. Yet, it wasn’t fair. Natsu was still young; he had such life he wasn’t suppose to go like that! He didn’t want to accept that one of the few friends he made had died and there was nothing he could do about it. That idiot went and risked his own life to save his friends and there was nothing he could do. No one could have stopped him or brought him back and that was something Hitsugaya didn’t want to face at the moment. “Rangiku, I do not want to waste my time. He may have died according to those in his guild but there is no proof.”
Rangiku frowned a bit, it would be like her captain to think logically, and of course they said there was no body, just a grave site for him though. His body had been destroyed from his fight and he had saved those who were precious to him. Yet, Rangiku hated seeing her captain work himself even harder than before. Their arguing over this matter wasn’t something light, and she was still upset at him for not going to the funeral. A sigh escaped her lips as she gave in to her captain once again. “Alright, do what you must.”
Natsu stumbled back at listening to the words that were uttered by his friend and his lieutenant. He was dead? But how was that possible when he was right here!? Why didn’t they try to look for him!? He couldn’t remember what happened, not clearly. He knew there was a fight but everything was blank, he didn’t want to believe it. Even here for some reason no one seemed to notice him. Without any thought or reason the pink haired man let out a sound of anguish, and anger, yes he saved them, but he also let them down by not surviving. His form started to fade and he saw someone else there, he held out a hand. He didn’t recognize this old man, but he saw the Fairy tail mark and blinked. There was a smile on his face as Natsu got up and followed him.
“You kid’s keep getting younger and younger.” The old man said as he walked with Natsu.
“kids? Who are you?” Natsu asked curiously, and blinked they had come from somewhere, he couldn’t even think straight now. But this guy, who was he? And why was he helping him? Natsu frowned as he looked, a building was in front of them and it looked familiar yet it wasn’t a sturdy foundation it was like him fading.
“I’m just an old man who’s trying to bring those back home who have wandered too fair.” The man replied to Natsu as they walked into what looked like to be a mirror image of Fairy Tail.
Inside there were different people, some that Natsu had never seen before in his life, other’s that looked like ones he had. He blinked seeing Hades, but no that wasn’t right he wasn’t Hades, he was Fairy Tail’s second guild master. There was another young man with him who he was laughing with they were sharing drinks. He blinked as he watched the old man go visit some friends, so this was home? Natsu slid into a seat and watched everyone seem happy and joyful. He felt like it was home but what was he forgetting? It seemed so important, people, he couldn’t remember as his head touched the top of the table and everything seemed to go black. His soul was at peace and he was home for now.
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