Seeking Stars In Your Eyes

☆ Twenty-Seven☆

Natsu was awoken in sweat once more, His nightmares have become less frequent. There was something bothering him again, normally, Natsu is in tune with his emotions.

 After his nightmare about his sister's death, he felt, numb. Natsu sighed, slightly annoyed. His Cyclothymia was acting up again. This wasn't out of the blue, His emotions are normally much more sensitive after a PTSD nightmare. Natsu having an emotional low, instead? That was strange.

Natsu's emotional lows are much more uncommon than his emotional highs. Natsu threw his covers off himself irritated and walked down the stairs to the kitchen. He pulled open a drawer filled with junk and random stuff. Buried under some papers and rubber-bands was medication he was prescribed by Porlyusica. 

Natsu hated taking Lithium. Porlyusica has prescribed it as a mood stabilizer. He rarely takes it. He once almost got high off it, let's just say wanting to puke up all the food he ate that day wasn't very enjoyable. He knew Lithium was used for a lot of things but he still hated it. Natsu tipped the bottle and took a single pill and popped it into his mouth.

Uh, I guess I should say as a PSA don't over-dose on medicine or drugs, and don't misuse them. If your prescribed medicine use it exactly as your doctor says. I also want to say I AM NOT in any way a medical professional and what I write may not be accurate or correct. People react to medicine differently.

Natsu turned on the tap and put his mouth under it and swallowed the pill as soon as enough water entered his mouth. On the negative side of things that means water was hitting him in the face. Going back to sleep won't be so easy now.

Natsu sat on the couch and took out a larger sketchbook under his sketchbook labeled Sylvia. Natsu grabbed a pencil and opened to the first clean page about halfway in. Natsu pondered on what to draw first, then he had a light bulb moment.

Natsu started to draw Gray. Natsu wasn't the best artist, but he was still pretty good at it. In about 30 minutes Natsu was adding some details, the drawing itself wasn't hyper-realistic, it was just a sketch from the neck up.

Natsu went back upstairs and laid back in his bed. Natsu wished that his life was a horrible story where as soon as you fall in love, all your problems and disorders went away. Natsu knew that wasn't how things work and that romanticizing things doesn't make it accurate. 

Natsu lay awake and wide-eyed staring at his ceiling when Happy came in.

"Hi, Happy," Natsu yawned.

"Natsu?"

"Hm?"

"About the trip, Are you going to show Gray-"

"I think so Unless he doesn't want to see it."  Natsu moved around trying to get comfy and failed.

"Be careful, I know how you get," Happy flew to the doorway and hesitated, his voice ringing with concern.