{AU}Dragon Slayer Family's high school adventure!

Following my own dream!

{Wendy's point of view:}
"I'm home! Anyone here?" I asked as I walked in. I heard some shouting in living room, that's strange, it sounded like Gajeel and Uncle Metallicana, they fight sometimes, but this sounds bad. I started to walk towards the living room door, until a hand stopped me. Natsu was blocking my path stopping me from going in.
"Don't go in Wendy, they're in a serious argument, I was told to not drag you or me into this." Natsu replied. Whilst we didn't go in me and Natsu did try and listen to their conversation, which wasn't really hard as they were shouting really loud.
"IF YOU'VE IMPROVED WITH FOOTBALL THEN WHY IS YOUR COACH TELLING ME THAT YOUR STILL STRUGGLING!" Metallicana shouted.
"Are you seriously going to take his word over mine?!" Gajeel asked, raising his voice.
"I thought this is what you wanted Gajeel! Take it more seriously! Do you expect to get anywhere in life if you can't get a decent job! Do you know how much money sports stars get?! Do you want that or do you want to end up like me who's poor and would be homeless if it wasn't for my sister! I don't want the same for you!" Metallicana replied,lowering his voice as he tried to stay calm.
"That's my point. That's what you want! That's exactly what you want you bastard dad! It's not what I want, but you won't care about that! Your to busy caring if I get a decent job, but maybe instead you should be focusing more on getting your own job!" Gajeel exclaimed furiously slamming the door as he walked out the living room and upstairs.
"GAJEEL GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!" Metallicana bellowed but Gajeel didn't listen. I hope Gajeel is okay, I should go and check up on him.

I knocked on his door quietly, but he didn't answer.
"Gajeel it's me Wendy, can I come in please?" I asked kindly.
"Oh kid it's you. Ugh...alright come in." He reluctantly replied. I walked into his fairly large bedroom. It had black and gray wall painting, with a few pictures of Gajeel's favourite bands. I noticed Gajeel sitting on his bed with is earphones in, so I went to sit next to him, causing him to take them out.
"Are you okay?" I asked comfortingly.
"I'm fine kid, don't worry me and my Dad argue all the time, it's nothing new, I couldn't really care less about it." Gajeel replied, although he sounded slightly annoyed.
"It sounds like to me you couldn't really care less about football either." I muttered. Gajeel wouldn't open up easily but maybe I can get him to talk to me.
"To be completely honest I couldn't give a shit about it." Gajeel exclaimed madly.
"Well what would you like to do?" I asked curiously.
"You should know the answer to this Wendy. I play the guitar and sing  nearly everyday. But my Dad would never let me be in a music career, he says it's to hard and nearly impossible to get into. He's just been so worked up after he lost his job, but he's being a idiot,he could go about it in a much better way." Gajeel replied annoyingly.
"Well I have and idea! Why don't you join my band that I got invited into?!"I asked positively. Maybe this could help Gajeel go through his music career.
"Really kid? You see this is why you're my favourite. So what would I do in the band. Do you want me to sing? Because I can sing, shoobe do-"
"NO DON'T SING...I mean, we already have a singer, but we do need a guitarist." I interrupted panicking. I didn't like to be mean but I just didn't want to hear Gajeel's awful singing voice.
"Alright then if your sure. But who's the singer?" Gajeel questioned curiously, leaning back onto his bed.
"Well...I am." I said. Honestly I got nervous just thinking about the fact that I was a singer in a band.
"What?! Don't you have stage fright kid?" Gajeel asked confused.
"Yeah well Natsu insisted that I was a great singer and that they should put me in the band." I replied nervously.
"Of course Salamander would do that.But is that what you want kid?" Gajeel asked seriously.
"Well...yeah it is. I want to get over my stage fright!" I exclaimed bravely.
"That's the spirit kid. So when do we do rehearsals?"
"Well they start tomorrow, if you sign up at the club board in the morning, you should be able to start the rehearsals with me." I replied kindly.
"Thanks again kid, just one thing before you go."
"Yes?"
"Just don't tell my dad, if he finds out he won't let me go through this."
"I won't Gajeel, I promise."

{Natsu's point of view:}
I was out in our back garden, practicing basket ball. I had been playing it for around half n hour now, the only problem is I could really do with a bigger space to play basket ball, then my back garden. I headed back inside my house towards the kitchen grabbing a bottle of water.
"I'm guessing your going to the park again son?" My Dad asked kindly.
"Yeah that's right, I'm playing basket ball again.
"You know your already good at that sport, you don't need to over do it son, after all you've been practicing so much, maybe you should take a break." My Dad reasoned. He could either be really supportive or really worried, but I do appreciate it either way, I love my dad and I get along with him so well.
"Don't worry about it Dad, besides I have that huge game coming up, I've got to practice, what else am I supposed to do revise for my maths test that's coming up?" I joked. I'm pretty much terrible at maths, and English and Science for that matter, although Lucy usually helps me out with my English, as she's really good at it, especially the creative writing part of it.
"Wait, you have a maths test and you haven't revised for it?" My Dad asked turning serious.
"Oh would you look at the time! I have to go practice now before it gets to late, bye Dad!" I exclaimed rushing out the door, before my Dad could say anything else.

{Rogue's point of view:}
I decided to head to the kitchen to grab a quick snack, whilst I was doing my art homework when I saw my Dad and Skiadrum having a serious conversation with Sting.
(AN:I didn't think about it till now, but I made Skiadrum Rogue's uncle,because in this story Sting and Rogue are related twins)
"What's going on?" I asked confused. Sting just gave me a small smile, but it seemed force and he didn't seem cheerful like how he normally was. He handed me a piece of paper.
"It's the results from my recent test at the hospital." Sting muttered worried. Noticing his expression I quickly read the results and my eyes widened in shock. No, his condition has gotten worse. No this isn't fair! It's not fair on Sting. It's not fair on me! This isn't fair on any of us! No one asked for my brother to have this condition..this isn't fair.
"I guess I'm not going to get any better any time soon." Sting said sadly.

After a while I decided to go on a walk to clear my mind, it was just a lot to take in and now there's a bigger chance that Sting won't get cured if his condition has gotten worse. As a brother I feel pretty useless at the moment. I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't even realise I had bumped into someone.
"Ow watch where your going Rogue, are you looking for a fight!" Natsu whiningly joked, rubbing his head, as he fell down onto the floor. I helped him back onto his feet and smiled apologetically.
"Sorry Natsu, I guess I should look where I'm going huh." I replied quietly.
"Hey is everything alright? You seem off today?" Natsu asked curious yet concerned.
"I'm fine, don't worry about it. So where were you heading off to?" I asked trying to avoid the subject. I wasn't meant to tell Natsu or the others about Sting yet, not until he was ready to tell them himself.
"I was just going to go to the park, try and get some practice in, do you want to come Rogue?" I mean it could help get my mind off things, and I really should be practicing more for that tournament, and even if I was going up against Natsu in the tournament, I guess it wouldn't hurt to practice with him for our basket ball tournament.
"Alright I'll practice with you."

When we arrived at the court, Natsu was already scoring several points, he kept getting the ball in the net. It made me wonder why he did practice so much, when he was already so good. I was pretty decent myself but I didn't compare to Natsu and Sting. It didn't really bother me though because the two of them wanted to do basket ball for a living, and I had different reasons for wanting to play basket ball. But as for career wise I'm not to sure yet, maybe I'd do something art related.
"So how's Uncle Igneel been handling his injury lately?" I asked curiously.
"Well just the same really, but he did say he feels like he's starting to be able to walk for a longer period of time without his leg hurting, it must be because of the medication he's on." Natsu replied kindly.
"It's really admiring that your doing basket ball for your father." I said. I did find it admiring though, that Natsu and Sting knew what they wanted to do in their future.
"Thanks. Say Rogue why do you do basket ball. I mean you seem to enjoy it but not as much as me or Sting?" Natsu asked curiously.
"Well, I guess I just enjoy it as a hobby, something fun to do, and I get some more exercise out of it." I answered. Whilst that answer was partly the truth I couldn't tell Natsu everything. The main reason I'm doing basket ball, is because for all I could possible know,it might be the last few moments I get to share with my twin brother.