Wouldn't Change a Thing {Natsu x Reader}

23

I'll see you all in 2018!!

Music Link: Fairy Tail-Mystogan's Theme

Word Count: 1998

---(Y/N)'S POV---

Hearing a dark and mysterious voice, I look over my shoulder noticing blue hair a dark green face mask and dark loose clothes, body covered in bandages. He was familiar to me, what was his name again?

Oh yeah! Mystogan.

I wasn't affiliated much with Mystogan, in fact, I rarely saw him in the guild hall growing up. The times when I was around the guild and he'd come by, he'd cast a sleeping spell making me hit the floor. However, one time I was standing outside the guild and I saw his face-well, just his eyes, but at the time that was rare for all our members.

---flashback---

I skipped along the pathway, crossing over the bridge as my boots clacked against the stone. Popi and I were returning home back to the guild hall to let Master know our job was a success. We chose to go alone, much to Natsu's dismay, but if he went there wasn't much he'd be able to do.

I sigh in contempt, flexing my elbows resting my hands on the nape of my neck, "I can't believe we got that much jewel for something so simple," I laugh.

Popi was snuggled inside my shirt, the weather was starting to cool and my body heat was welcoming to her. Popi's whiskers tickled my flat prepubescent chest as she giggled, "I'm pretty sure it's because you're so strong. That's why it felt easy."

A laugh escaped me as I cover my hand sweetly, shrugging my shoulders, "Perhaps." I search my side pocket pulling out a cheque glancing at the high number, "But now I can buy a whole week's worth of groceries for us and we have some to spare for sweets to restock our stash Natsu doesn't know about."

Popi smiles, "True, the amount those boys eat makes a month's worth of food go in a week."

"It sure does."

I reach the guild doors, my fingers touch the cold handle as it moves towards me. I jump back retracting my fingers from the handle. The man behind the other side of the door walked out into the cloudy atmosphere. I noticed his clothing, "Mystogan..." I whispered gently seeing the man.

I was expecting myself to hit the floor into a slumber, I must've been absent of range of the spell when it was cast because I don't feel drowsy. His tall appearance towered over me, I glance up in hesitation, seeing his eyes for the first time.

No words were spoken amongst us, the tone was eerie. "Out of my way," he plainly mumbled. My feet cemented to the floor as he steps forward, his arm brushing my torso and walking away. I glanced back inside the guild hall, noticing everyone start to shift their bodies and slowly wake up from a quick nap.

---

I'll admit, it's no important encounter but it was the first time I saw more than just his shoes as a kid.

"Mystogan," Erza confirmed his identity.

"Sorry for the delay," he responds, monotone, "But finding an adequate anima vessel to restore everything took a bit longer than I thought."

His voice faintly muffled by the dark cloth, his feet standing tall atop of a black and white legion in the sky.

Mystogan speaks up, "Without all your efforts, I never would've made it in time. You have my gratitude."

I notice his eyes stare into my own, "Ah (Y/N), glad to see you're out again. You fought well and overcame death."

He knows me.