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"Hello," - Dragon, Demon, Titan Makarov, etc. speaking

"Hello," - normal person speaking

'Hello,' - Dragon, Demon, Titan Makarov, etc. thought

'Hello,' - normal person thought

It was year X774, and a mythical creature only heard of in legend was freely roaming the skies in a land far from any civilization. This was no ordinary creature, this monster was a dragon. It walked on all fours, it's scales a dark red almost crimson in color. Scars littering it's massive body from scuffles with other dragons. A small horn on the tip of his snout with nostrils just below it.

It was a magnificent sight to see, if ever a human caught a glimpse of this mythical creature. The idea of being spotted though, wasn't realistic. This mighty creature was on a mission, rather he was looking for a certain someone. As a favor to an old friend that it'd left behind.

'Zeref, you'd better be lucky. I don't normally consider things like this,' the dragon thought while scanning the forest below. That's when he spotted what he was searching for.

A small child, a boy to be exact. He was unconscious, which was rather lucky in the dragons eyes. This child looked no older than seven years old. He wore what would be considered rags, tathered and torn up clothing. A few bruises on his exposed skin, which was uncertain how he obtained them. He had pink hair, which the boy would argue was salmon not pink.

Being as gentle as possible for a dragon, he started to shake the boy and call out to him. It was having relatively no effect on the youth however, so he tried a different approach.

"Child," the beast started calmly. "WAKE UP," the dragon bellowed. Effectively rousing the sleeping boy slowly. This in turn caused a reaction he was hoping to avoid.

The boy now fully awake, eyes looking like they're ready to pop from his skull, while scooting away from what he deemed as a monster. "W-what do y-you want from m-me?" the boy asked, fear quite evident in his tone.

"Relax child, I'm not here to hurt you. The opposite actually," the mighty dragon said. The last part more to himself the the boy in front of him. "How about with start with introductions."

"Um wh-what's an intruction?" the youth asked. He wasn't good with big words, at least not yet anyway.

"Introduction, not intruction," the dragon closed his eyes and slowly started shaking his head. "Alright let me start. I am Igneel, King of the Fire Dragons."

"Oh...so the intro-thingy is giving your own name?" the boy asked. When the dragon, now identified as Igneel, nodded the boy lowered his head. Then he mumbled, "I don't have a name, at least not that I can remember."

When Igneel heard this, he began to frown. 'Figures Zeref would do something like this...at least I know his name and can, in his eyes, name him.'

"Alright then how about I give you a name young one?" the creature of legend asked.

"Really?! You'll give me a name?" the boy asked, sounding a little hopeful. He felt a little strange being named by a dragon, but all things considered he didn't care. The boy knew nothing of his past, all he knew was he woke up with no memories, no idea where he was, and most of all no idea dragons even existed.

"Yes, so how does the name Natsu Dragneel sound?" Igneel questioned, in hopes that it sounded okay with the boy. His answer came in the form of the boy jumping up and down cheering. Repeating the words 'I have a name' over and over.

~Time Skip~

It was now July seventh, year X776. Only a year left before Igneel had to 'vanish' but never mentioned that to his adopted son. The dragon didn't focus on the negative though, or he truly tried not to.

Natsu, thanks to his dad's help, learned alot. He was able to both read and write in the human and dragon language. Although Igneel purposely left out the human anatomy, human relationships, dragon mating season and the like. Natsu had also been pushed to his physical and magical limits daily from the start.

His senses have also increased drastically, to the point they were just as good as any dragons would be. It was really incredible for a child his age but then again Igneel expected as much. Thus the reason Natsu was pushed to his limits daily.

"Natsu, what do you say to a week off from training?" Igneel suddenly asked his adopted son. Which stunningly shocked the young dragon slayer speechless. Natsu had absolutely zero idea how to respond, which gave the dragon a good laugh.

"Have you lost your mind?! You never give me a week straight off from training! So why now?" Natsu skeptically questioned his fathers motives.

"Honestly, can't you just be happy I'm giving you a week off," Igneel bowed his head and gave a sigh of slight annoyance. "Knowing you though you won't accept that answer. So, in truth I'm giving you the week off because you're above the level that I expected you too be at as of this time."

"Alright Igneel, I can accept that. Though I am curious about being above what you had expected me to be," the salmon haired child pushed for a little more information.

"You've done mastered the basic dragon slayer magic with normal flames in just a years time," Igneel began to explain his reasoning. "Now you're working with the advanced slayer magic. Dragon King Slayer, which you've noticed the flames are crimson instead of normal flames."

Natsu nodded his head in acknowledgement to his fathers words and accepted them. He would take the next week off to relax his muscles and let them heal and grow a bit. He wouldn't completely stop, he still needed to stay fit so he'd stick to a lighter training regimen.

"Hey Igneel I have a question for you," Natsu spoke up, the complete silence bothering him.

"What is it brat," came the annoyed reply from the dragon. It wasn't really unusual for the boy to call him by name but it did irritate him for some reason.

"Well I'm only curious. I'm a human and this type of magic can turn me into a dragon," Natsu paused. He was looking for confirmation which he got in the form of a nod by the giant creature, "so if I could turn into a dragon, could you turn into a human?"

Baffled by this question, Igneel was rendered speechless. Thanks to all of his lessons his adopted son was beyond his years mentally. He had taught the boy to read and write in both human and dragon language's. He was also passed any normal humans physical capabilities, his magical ability was above average as well. However Natsu was still dense when it came to romance.

Igneel was silently cursing himself for being so thorough in educating his son. "I'm not sure. I haven't ever thought about it, let alone try it."

"I guess we both have a little bit of training to do then haha," Natsu stated, the slight hint of amusement and laughter in his tone.

'Guess I'll amuse him with the idea of me looking like a human. It's the only request he's ever made and I only have one more year with him before I have to use that spell,' Igneel thought. A bitter expression crossing his face at just the mere idea of leaving the boy. "Alright well next week training picks up hardcore, for the both of us."

~Time Skip~

June twenty-third, year X777. Only two weeks remained until Natsu's life would change drastically. Fortunately for the boy, who is now around eight years of age, didn't suspect anything. At least not that he let on, in the eyes of Igneel the great king of fire dragons.

"Natsu," Igneel reluctantly called to his son. Fearful that his tone would betray his thoughts and feelings, he mustered up what he could and calmed himself before continuing. "Over the next two weeks we are just going to relax and spend time with each other."

"Sounds like a plan, considering the last three years," Natsu let out a sigh of relief. "Guess it was my fault though for asking you to take training so seriously."

"I also have some gifts for you, son," this instantly caught the boys attention. Excitement written all over his face at the prospect of getting anything from the dragon.

"Alright, dad, what's going on?" Natsu was skeptical. This was unlike the Igneel he grew to know.

"Relax brat, I haven't exactly got you anything over the past three years for your birthday. Besides you didn't really need them at the time," the fire dragon stated point blank.

Natsu sat in the open clearing they had trained in for the last time. While he sat Igneel went and retrieved the gifts for his son, both thinking over why the other seemed off to each other.

When the king of fire dragons returned, he had a few boxes with him. Four or five varying sized boxes to be exact.

Igneel slid one box in front of him, "We'll start with this one alright," it was more of a demand instead of a request.

The box was the second largest in size, and looked as if Natsu could fit inside it albeit a bit cramped but still. It was wrapped in some unusual paper and a ribbon tied around it.

Natsu disregarded the paper and ribbon, ripping them both completely. After that was out of the way, he opened his first gift. Upon closer inspection it was clothing. A pair of solid black cargo shorts, that on Natsu went down to about his mid calf. Also in the box was a shirt, crimson red in color with flame designs running up midway on the shirt. There was a small emblem of where his heart would be in the design of a dragon. What's more the shirt was sleeveless.

Before Natsu could utter a word about how grateful he was, Igneel spoke first, "There's five identical pairs, to add to that they're fire proof. Now for the second gift," the dragon said sliding another box over. It was about the same size as the smallest gift.

As with the last box it was wrapped but the paper was disregarded. Natsu tore into it just as quickly. After opening it up it revealed a couple of things. The first was a black travel bag, but it wasn't solid black. It had red tribal marks on it, forming what one would perceive as a dragon like on the shirt. Under the bag was some cloth, coal gray to almost black in color. When Natsu pulled it out, it was revealed as a cloak. It was thick and would be quite warm form most.

Again Igneel explained the gifts, "The bag is for traveling, that much should be clear. However the bag has a unique property to it. It can hold two times your weight but still feel as weightless as a feather. The cloak doubles to hide your identity and a blanket should you need one. Also, like the clothes both are flame proof. The bag protects its contents as well."

"Awesome, what's next?" Natsu asked. While he was inquiring about the next gift, Igneel had already had it in front of him.

It was roughly the same size box as the last gift, if not slightly smaller by an unnoticeable amount. The wrapping paper was slightly different from the rest, unique in a sense. It was wrapped in orange with a crimson dragon breathing fire all around it. There was no ribbon on this one either.

Carefully pulling the wrapping paper off, which actually surprised both the dragon and dragon slayer. After that minuscule task was complete he again opened the box which revealed a white scarf. It looked ordinary enough until Natsu picked it up. While it weighed as much as a feather he could tell it was made from dragon scales. Igneel didn't even have to try to explain this gift to him at all.

This caused the majestic creature, that is Igneel, to slide the last and largest box to his son. This box wasn't wrapped up and was plain white. It was a touch on the heavy side though. It was also taller than it was wide.

Not waiting any longer he opened it. What he saw at first was a stack of books. That just threw the young dragon slayer off a bit, why would Igneel give him books? Not just any ordinary books either. A couple of them were just about dragons, including a certain book that explains dragon mating.

However there was another gift in the corner of this box. It was in there diagonally just so it'd fit. When Natsu pulled the extra gift out, it was a Katana. The hilt was covered in red and orange cloth that acted as the grip. The guard was a knock-off gold, or so Natsu thought. The sheath was crimson red on the top half where it connected with a flame design that finished it off. When he pulled it out the blade looked unique. It was a normal blade at first glance, but you could tell on closer inspection it had a crimson glow to it.

"The blade is infused with my strongest flame," the Mighty Igneel stated proudly at his work. "It is also made from my scales, so it's incredibly durable and doesn't need sharpened."

Giving pause to allow his adopted son, who he viewed as his own son, a chance to speak. However not a single word came from the mouth of the usually talkative child. For the first time ever Igneel was shocked, his son was complete speechless.

After what seemed like an eternity Natsu's finally said something, "Thank you dad." Then he remembered something else. Something the young boy had been curious about since he posed the question nearly a year ago. "Hey Igneel, I was wondering..." Natsu trailed off hoping his adoptive father would catch on.

"What is it son?" Igneel questioned. He had a nagging feeling in the back of his mind about what was coming.

"It's been nearly a year since I asked," Natsu was trekking through his memories. "Have you managed to turn into a human?"

"Hmm, I thought you'd have bugged me about this sooner," the fire dragon stated as he began to build up magic. Slowly but surely his magic started to wrap around him, changing his physical form. Outputting a little more magic, a bright flash erupted causing Natsu to close his eyes and turn his head.

"Alright, I hope it's acceptable," Igneel paused. Adjusting to the sound of his own, very low, baritone voice as a human before continuing, "My son."

At the sound of the new voice, the dubbed Prince of Fire Dragons, Natsu turned to the source of it. With the light having completely dispelled a man stood in the place Igneel was.

This man stood roughly six foot four inches tall. He was white but his skin complexion was extremely dark. His hair a crimson red shade. The eyes as dark as a raven's feathers. He had no shirt, exposing his battle scared body. He wore a pair of crimson red pants that extended to about his mid calf, and baggy for fighting.

"Well how do I look?" Igneel asked.

"You," Natsu said while looking at the ground. Trying to hide his excitement, which in turn made the dragon turned human rather anxious. The boy popped his head up, eyes glistening with how he was feeling. "You look awesome dad."

"Glad you like it but, I can't hold this form very long," the dragon informed just before a giant cloud of smoke appeared hiding the two forms. When it dissipated revealing Igneel in his original form. "Sorry I couldn't hold the form any longer than I was able too."

"It's alright, I'm satisfied with it," the boy gave the dragon a big toothy grin that would later become his signature smile.

"Alright well let's get some food and get some rest," Igneel stated before spreading his wings and taking to the skies. He hunted down a couple of wild animals and returned to cook the meat.

The rest of the night was peaceful. The father and son duo made small talk, ate, and overall just relaxed like they planned. That's how things would go for the next couple of weeks. Natsu being oblivious to what was going to happen on July Seventh.

The days passed quickly for the two as they had fun and enjoyed spending time together. Natsu enjoying it most.

The two had a sparring match everyday, not for training but for fun. Although Igneel used this as an educational training letting his boy know what he could do differently, do better with. He had also taught Natsu how to use his sword.

Also over the course of two weeks, he tried to coarse the boy to learn other magic. He didn't really care what though as ultimately it was up to Natsu if he learned more or not.

Igneel couldn't help but think though, 'This is the last day I get to spend with you Natsu. You have become strong, and you have made me proud.'

It was getting late, and the two decided to call it a night. However Igneel pretended to pass out because he still had a couple of things to tend to. The first was a letter, giving his son intructions on what to do tomorrow. The second being the secret technique known as Dragon Sealing.

Once both were done, Natsu was left in the cave both he and Igneel shared for years. Oblivious to the events that just took place.

The next morning, July Seventh year X777. Natsu woke up alone and couldn't pick up even the slightest hint that Igneel was there. All that remained was him, his gifts, and a letter.

A/N:

I apologize if it seems rushed, but we never got much info on this in the beginning. If you see any errors please point them out and I will go back and edit.

I accept any form of constructive criticism. I appreciate any and all help I could recieve. However those with negative, derogatory comments and criticism, I maintain the right to ignore that negativity. I am still human and cannot please everyone.

Anyway, like always I thank my readers. I will also try to have the next chapter as soon as possible.