Fairy Tail Mental Hospital

Chapter Three

A knock is heard, breaking the silence that enveloped the small room in which the pinkette was staying. He sat up, wincing from the sharp pain he felt in his back. It was there for two reasons, one being the fact he was pelted with dodge balls and the other from bending to clean the grime off the locker room tiles. NOT a fun thing to spend your free time doing.

But today was a new day. A new day in which he didn't feel like loosing horribly to Laxus at dodgeball again.

Standing up on shaky feet, he made his way to the door and opened it. Greeting him was a short, white haired teen, who he guessed was around his age, with her face pointed downwards, buried in a heap of papers and patient files.

Looking up, she came face to face with the man she was reading about just moments ago. The picture on file was much different from the man in front of her.

For starters, his hair was disheveled, which she suspected was from a rough nights sleep on the hard mattress and pillow they provide, and he looked quite a bit older. He was handsome nonetheless.

Blushing slightly, the pale girl spoke up, "Your name is Natsu right? Natsu Dragneel?" She looked down at the papers while stating his name. Making sure she didn't mess up. She was met with a dumbfounded expression from the patient.

"Yeah. Why?" He was confused, why was this random lady waking him up so early?

Smiling at her success for getting the door number right for once, she introduced herself, "Well my name is Lisanna Strauss. I'm here to give you your pills for today." She said, pulling her medicine cart a little closer, into the pinkette's line of sight.

"Strauss..." He pondered. Where have I heard that name before, then it hit him. The girl from yesterday. "Do you have a sister? About yea tall with long white hair?" He asked, motioning her height, which was slightly taller than himself, with a hand.

The girl's eyes sparkled, "Yup!" She smiled, "She's my older sister, Mira." The way she talked about her made the impression that she looked up to and admired her sister very much.

"Cool." Natsu replied, not even trying to hide his boredom, "Now where are these dumb pills I have to take?"

Lisanna frowned, "You know, we're only trying to help you here, taking these is for you're own good." A small smile spread across her lips, "You do want to get better for you're sister, right?"

His cheeks flushed in embarrassment, "You heard that...?" He trailed off in mock depression.

"Haha, there's no need to feel embarrassed about it," she blushed, "besides, I think it's kinda sweet."

A moment of pure silence followed and the young nurse instantly felt awkward, "W-well anyways," she stuttered, "here are your pills." she practically shoved the small plastic dixie cup into his hands, nearly spilling its contents onto the plain, white tile floor. "You'll probably want some water for that, most people can't dry swallow pills. I-I'll go get you some." She grabbed an empty cup and quickly walked over to the water fountain a few paces down the hall, tripping at least once on her way.

Natsu watched with amusement and a smile. She seemed to generally care about him and all the other patients here, unlike the fake, kind-facaded 'doctors' at his old local counseling center. He used to dread those depressing Tuesday and Thursday regular sessions. But those were nothing compared to the awkward torture that was group 'get-togethers'  every alternating Saturday.

The energetic girl returned, water in hand, and a wide grin spread across her face. "Here you go." She gave him the cup, more careful this time than she was last. Natsu took them with a small smile in thanks, and downed the two small pills in one take. Funny, he didn't even know what he was taking, not that he cared.