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A girl, with long black hair was smiling at him. He felt smiling himself, except he doesn't know for what reason. All he knew was the bubbling feeling in his heart, ready to burst.

A guy with blond hair was laughing merrily. His hands look weird for a reason, but Natsu didn't pay it any mind. It felt…normal somehow.

He knew there were several others with him, but he could not discern their appearance. There was only merry feeling in the air, like they were happy. For what, Natsu had not the foggiest idea. Only the feeling seems contagious, because he felt laughing himself.

However, he did not. He only settled with small smirk.

Somehow, he felt smiling was not totally his fort. Like his face was not meant to be smiling, or grinning or even show any happy emotion.

That was weird. Everyone knows that Natsu and grinning cannot be separated. In fact, it has become his trademark.

"Natsu, we meet again."

He turned to look at the source of the voice. There was a man standing in front of him. Perhaps not really a man, as he looks more like a teenage boy. How Natsu knew that, he never knows considering he could not get a good look on his face. He wore weird garment. A pant, a long black robe and white cloth slung across his left shoulder. But based on what Natsu wore on regular basis, who was he to judge other's fashion sense. His black hair was short and shined under the sun. A gentle smile adorned his face.

Natsu felt many emotions surged in his heart. Most of them were happy ones. Respect, relief, but the most dominant was … love.

Like the love he felt for his guild. Fairy Tail was not perfect but it always being his family. He could not trade them for any others. He loved Happy, because he have been his companion ever since. He could not imagine how his life would be if there is no Happy.

He loved the old man, because Gramps really felt like a real grandpa to him.

He loved Erza. Although she was terrifying at times, her hugs were sweet. Painful, but still sweet nonetheless. A sign that shows she really cares.

He loved Gray. Okay, that sounds really weird. But it still true because he and Gray grew up together, and he could not think Gray of anything else except as his brother. Maybe as an annoying brother that was fun to fight with.

He loved Lucy. She was fun to tease with. And there was fluttering felling he felt every time he stared into those big chocolate brown eyes.

He loved Igneel, because he was his dad. Always was and always will be. Sure he was a dragon, and they were not really blood related. But his dad brought up that ' We-don't-need-to-be-related-to-be-family' to a whole new level.

That was what he felt as he stared to the guy in front of him. It was the same as what he felt for all of his friends in Fairy Tail. It was the same as what he felt for Igneel.

It felt like the love for family.

Suddenly the scene shifted. He was not in a garden anymore. Where the flowers bloomed majestically and the sunlight filtered through the leaves.

Instead, what greeted him first was fire…And wreckage…And lifeless trees surrounding him.

And then he saw her, the girl with the long black hair. She was looking at him frantically. And he saw it in her eyes, bright as days.

Fear. It was so blatantly there that he could not ignore it. Because it was there, directed at him. But it was different. It was not fear for him, like he first suspected. Like the fear that something bad might befall him, or like he might be gone from her life, because she apparently really loves him.

No, it was more like she… feared him.

"Master…" she whispered, her voice was so soft that his ears barely caught it. In fact, he might not know what she said if not for her lips moving.

Black fire appeared in his vision, engulfing everything in its wake. And based on the heart wrenching scream he heard, he knew that the girl was caught in the black fire as well.

He knew he was laughing. But it felt wrong. It felt horribly wrong to laugh at someone's death. But there he was, laughing to the death of the girl that he had just killed.

Then he saw him. The guy who gave him a gentle smile in the beautiful garden. The guy that made him felt as though he was staring at a long, lost family.

The guy was not smiling anymore. Instead, he looks furious. But he also looks really sad. In one of his hand was a hard cover book. Somehow, the book gave him chills even with fire in his body.

No!

He needs to get out of here.

He needs to get out fast before the guy opened the damn book.

But it was too late, because the guy already opened the book.

And that was when his world came crashing down.

Natsu awoke with a start. His heart was beating so fast that he felt as though it might leap out of his chest. His body was drenched with sweats that he wondered if someone had threw him in an ocean somewhere as a joke. His breathing was not regular. He knew this. That's why he tried to even out his breathing as he thought about his dream earlier.

What the hell was that? He thought to himself.

"Natsu, are you okay?" Happy asked, concern lacing his voice.

"I-It's…" Natsu gulped. "It's nothing, Happy. Just go back to sleep."

Happy frowned. Somehow that did not seem believable. Sure, the room where they slept in with the other guys was dark, but the moonlight shone brightly through the open window. He could still see, although not clearly, Natsu's clenched teeth. His body shivered and sweating bucket at the same time. His face looks terrified, even though he tried to hide it. And for some reason, he was sitting on the floor, when Happy clearly remembered Natsu sleeping in his bed before.

In short, Natsu looked almost close to hyperventilating.

But Happy did not question him. It was futile trying to fish something out of Natsu when he obviously did not want to talk.

Contrary to popular belief, Natsu can keep secrets, and rather good at that. But he did not prefer it. It felt as though he betrayed his family, and family was not supposed to have secrets.

But he, begrudgingly understand the importance of keeping some things as secrets. Like the information that Fairy Tail have something akin to secret weapon deep under the guild. Of course with his Dragon Slayer senses, he had felt the tremendous power rolling under his feet whenever he was in the guild. He was just surprised that Gajeel and Wendy haven't said anything yet because he was sure as hell they actually felt it too. But he could see the point of keeping something like that as secret. He could not imagine if something like that fell on the wrong hands. Just thinking about that gave him chills.

Needless to say, Natsu knew some secrets, and he knew how to keep it.

He did not exposed Lucy as a daughter of a rich man although he had smelled it from the moment they first met. He did not exposed Erza's insecurities about her past, or about Gray having a deep grudge towards demon. He already figured it out from the time they spent together. But he did not pry, because he knew deep down that some secret better left unsaid.

Of course, acting oblivious most of the time kind of helped.

He was sharper than he look, for that Happy wholeheartedly agreed. Most people would not believe he has a good brain inside that skull of his, considering the brash attitude he constantly displaying. But that was the best part because his enemies would constantly underestimated him, then Natsu happily handing back their asses. Besides, where would Happy gets his smart if not from Natsu? He was practically Happy's godfather!

Since he was born (or hatched) until now, Happy was the only one who truly understand Natsu. For that, he decided to leave him be. If time Natsu need, then time would Happy give.

For that, he reluctantly turn back to sleep, believing that Natsu will came around and confided Happy about what was bothering him. A moment later, light snores escape Happy's mouth, indicated that he was deep in sleep.

However, that did not flush Natsu out of his guilt. He did not mean to lie to Happy, but he was not too keen to share his dream to others, even though it was someone as close as Happy.

How could he do that? He could not bear to look at Happy, showing anguish as he speaks about murdering someone as though it was a walk in the park.

No!

He could not do it.

Not when he actually felt enjoy killing someone, even though it was only in a dream.

Just a thought about that sent Natsu's stomach reeling. Bile rose up to his throat, leaving him feeling retched. Nausea flooding Natsu's senses, and somehow it felt worse than riding on a speeding train.

He needed to clear his mind before he did something stupid. Or worse, do the unthinkable, like showering Happy and the others if they were unlucky with his puke. Not really a comfortable feeling and he doubt that any sane person would want that to happen.

He needed fresh air.

And thus, Natsu opened the hatch on the window and leaped out of the room into the black night outside, unknown to the others who still obliviously snoring into their dreams.

Author's note: I'm sorry for posting this late. To make up for it, I wrote this chapter extra longer than usual. So, how do you like it? Leave a constructive review so I can improve myself further in the future.

P.S: Expect late posting for the next chapters in the future. If you must know, I'm a bit of a procrastinator.