Never let go

3: Cautious Eyes

Gaaaaah I'm finally updating! It's only been six million years but I finally am! I have been so busy lately but that's all done! I'm finally watching Titanic again to write this story to the best of my abilities so that you guys can enjoy this story!! So without further ado, I dedicate this chapter the the wonderful morbidEmpire for always being so supportive!

I've also had people saying that I am, what's the word, stealing the movie. For writing purposes, I have given proper acknowledgment to the creators of both Fairy Tail and Titanic. Like I said at the beginning, I will only be altering some things. This is just an AU for you guys to enjoy!

Thank you so much and I hope you guys enjoy chapter 3!

Dylan.

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The charcoal sat in the space between Natsu's thumb and forefinger comfortably as he gazed up at the elder man and his granddaughter peering over the railing of the Titanic. His busy hand sketched away and he looked back down, loose strands of his salmon hair falling into his onyx eyes before they darted up, admiring the girls smooth features and her tight, dark green braid. The man was chuckling, his white mustache seemingly large on his sunken old features as the small girl, who couldn't be more than five, pointed enthusiastically at the water below, her dark eyes glimmering in excitement.

"This ship," Gray was saying to a few men behind him. "It's nice, huh?"

"Yeah, it's an Irish ship." The man replied, the lilt in his gruff voice barely distracting Natsu as he shaded in the old mans arm on the paper in his lap.

"I thought she was built in England." Gray asked.

"No, she was built in Ireland! 15,000 Irishmen built this ship." The man replied, sounding as if Gray's innocent question had offended him. "Solid as a rock, she is. You can thank the big Irish hands for that one." The men all looked up as two crew members led around six dogs on third classes deck. "That's typical." The stranger said, leaning his large arms back onto the railing as his long black pony tail moved slightly in the breeze. "First-class dogs come down here to take a shite." He said, causing Natsu to turn his head and watch as the red-eyed man brought a thin cigarette to his lips.

"It reminds us where we rank in the scheme of things, doesn't it?" Natsu said, smirking at the man as he flipped the charcoal nimbly across his callous covered fingers. The man snorted slightly, pulling his cigarette from his mouth and letting out a stream of steady smoke.

"As if we could forget." He said, placing the butt back between his chapped lips. Natsu raised an eyebrow as the large man took a step forward. "I'm Gajeel Redfox." He said, reaching a strong hand forward.

"Natsu Dragneel." Natsu replied, shaking his hand. The man tightened his grip roughly on Natsu's hand before releasing, leaving the salmon haired boy with a throbbing hand. Gajeel then turned to Gray who introduced him self and shook hands as well with the man. Pulling back, Gajeel pulled back and gestures towards the drawing pad on Natsu's lap.

"Capture any dough with those drawin's of yours?" Gajeel asked, his accent making the words sound choppy falling from his thin lips. Natsu opened his mouth to reply before a glimpse of golden caught his eyes. Turning his head slightly, his lips parted as he caught sight of a teenage girl, most likely no older than him with fair skin and golden hair walk gracefully out on deck, shoulders back and hair tied up in a simple knot at the base of her neck. Her lips with pursed, eyebrows furrowed in annoyance as she made her way to the railing of the upper floors of first - class. Gajeel noticed Natsu's distraction and turned his head, whistling between his teeth as the girl rested her sleeve covered arms on the railing, over looking the third - class deck with a squinted gaze, one Natsu couldn't tell if it originated from the harsh light of the sun or annoyance from something else.