Forget Me Not- NaLu

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So because I'm kinda busy in life at the moment, I haven't written much. Honestly, I outline all my stories before writing them to prevent writers block and what not, so I'm gonna finish, my plans are set, but at the moment, words refuse to yield.

While I was dealing with writer's block awhile back, I wrote another Fairy Tail Fanfiction, which is unpublished and probably never will be. But I thought since I haven't updated anything, and you might be bored, you can read this to kill some time. This is my prologue and first chapter. Enjoy.

Prolouge:

Natsu is cursed. He knows it. One of the few people who does. Since the day he was born, the cursed lingered in his head like a bitter memory. It grew up with him, and soon, it became like a distant dream. Slowly, Natsu stopped believing it was true.

Natsu never knew his birth-parents. He didn't know why he was cursed. He just was. There wasn't a prophecy to tell him how to break it. There wasn't a magical elf to tell him what to do. No fairy godmother to aid him. Just a lingering solution. Something so hard to grasp it might as well not exsit.

Natsu needed a Princess to fall in love with him and kiss him. A Princess' True Loves Kiss.

Where was he gonna find a princess? It's not like every country has one now a days. No, maybe he could trick the Queen of England to give him a quick peck on the cheek, but true love's kiss?

Natsu doubted wether true love really did exsit.

Even if it did, where would he find a princess willing to fall in love with him? Natsu Dragneel was average. He went to Fairy Tail High, he was popular and inherited his father's bussniess, but he wasn't on the same level as a princess, and probably would never be.

Natsu decided that the solution to this curse was to never think about. To forget.

But he couldn't. It was like it had been engraved into his memory. He couldn't forget even if he tried.

Natsu's life had been one tragedy after another.

He was an orphan, sent into foster home after foster home, never finding a place he could call home. Until he meet Igneel. Igneel adopted him. He taught him the ways of running his company. Igneel never found love, never had a family, so he made Natsu his family. But one day, Igneel left for a a bussnies meeting and he never came back.

One day, Igneel left with a smile, and Natsu never saw that smile ever again. One day Igneel breathed in air, the next he didn't. One day, Natsu had family, and the next he was alone.

Igneel died in a car crash, his body so mangled and torn that at his funeral, they didn't even remove the white clothe that covered his face. He was Natsu's father, but Natsu wasn't aloud to come near the coffin. Not that Natsu wanted to anyway. No, he thought that maybe if he didn't see Igneel be buried, he didn't have to face the truth that Igneel wasn't gonna come back home one day.

So Natsu sat in the church, alone, and crying.

Igneel was more than Natsu's father, he was dad, papa, daddy, and he was Natsu's only family. Wretched from that happiness was like telling Natsu; "Don't forget about the curse. We wouldn't want another miss fortune."

Igneel knew about the curse, and he was always trying to help Natsu break it. Despite the small window of hope, he tried to be happy and optomistic. Igneel had come up with many strategies, most failing. It wasn't so much of actually finding a plan, as it was showing Natsu that he believed. That he believed Natsu wasn't lying, and that Natsu had a chance. No, not a chance; it was showing Natsu that he was gonna live. And Natsu loved him for it.