A person's history can be a source of many things; turmoil, regret, sorrow, longing, strength, pride, love, joy, and far more. For some, the past is all that defines them, sometimes for better, but often for worse. Instead of moving forward, they live as the person they once were, rather than the person they could become.
Every member of Fairy Tail has a story, and a reason they cannot seem to fit anywhere else. Though on their own, each may only be a fragment of a greater picture, together they are more than just guildmates. If there were ever a group of mages to accept another case of someone without a place to belong, it would be them. Time and time again, that very scenario has played out, and one by one, each has felt their heart and soul attach to the group of wizards in a bond unbroken by the everlasting road of time and rise of dissent.
But in a place filled with such vibrant emotions and such overwhelming passion, is it truly possible to find a place in the puzzle for a piece that seems to exist only in black and white?
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This is a rewrite of an earlier fiction titled 'Colors of Our Souls.'
I do not own Fairy Tail nor any of its characters.
Explicit content may be present.
You are a fire mage with unusual fire magic. You make the fire take shape and smell and taste like different things. (For example you can make a fire that looks, smells and tastes like a cheeseburger.) You are placed in Natsu's care so he can train you since you both are fire wizards. As you and Natsu grow closer a few people get jealous. Mistakes are made, things are said, feelings are hurt and punches are thrown.
Will your feelings for Natsu grow or will you run to another less hot headed wizard that cools you off?
Will Natsu pursue you or fall for a certain blonde celestial mage that is growing obsessed with him?
**Disclaimer**
I claim no rights to fairy tail, it's characters or any part of it.