How The Sun Loved The Moon

July 1, 1813

"Tell me the story of how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breath." ~Unknown

Natsu stared at the blonde dancing around the ballroom floor around a crowd of people, yet she still out shown every person there. Her hair spun around her like a golden rope when she spun, her eyes were brimming with joy, and her cheeks held a heavy blush from the excessive dancing she was doing. All in all she was beautiful, yet what shined the most was her smile. She was glowing as she leaped from place to place with her robes flowing behind her.

The joyful song came to an end sooner than he thought due to all his attention going to the girl. He watched her give a loud sigh of happiness. His back that had once been leaning on the decorated walls pushed himself forward to begin reaching his destination to the blonde. She had turned around distracted by one of the many dishes that she failed to notice his presence. Natsu let a small smile grace his lips at her hunger and before she could walk towards the table he lightly tapped her shoulder trying not to get too giddy at the thought of seeing her face again up close.

Her face contorted to confusion and surprise just like all the other times. Even though he knew she had no idea who he was, Natsu still held onto the hope that she'll remember this time, "Hey!"

"Uhh-Hello? May I ask who you are sir?" His smile grew at her formal appearance, yet his heart sunk that she hadn't remembered. The first time he had gone threw this Natsu hadn't known of her erased memories of him and had ran full force towards her nearly squishing her to death in a bear hug. He had gotten one of her Lucy kicks thinking he was a stranger. Well... he suppose he was to her now.

Running a tan hand throw his pink locks Natsu went with the role he had kept up with for so many years now, "My name's Natsu. I saw you dancing and couldn't help, but find out who you were."

She didn't seem to buy it as usually, though he knew she would go with it eventually. Before the stars came out thankfully, "I'm Lucy. I'm slightly surprised you don't know who I am Mr.-"

His excitement grew, Lucy hadn't known his last name since two centuries ago maybe it would trigger a memory this time, "Mr. Dragneel and I do know who you are. After all your father is a very favorable man among many."

"Yes. Yes he is." She tried to hide the hatred mixed between the words.

"I suppose you think otherwise."

Her eyes lifted to his in shock at his statement not denying it though, "And how would you know that Mr. Dragneel?"

The man took her arm around his and started walking her away from the center of the ballroom all the while answering, "Natsu will do just fine. And it's easy to read it on your face." All though to be fair, he's had many centuries to read her facial expressions.

"I'll keep note of that for next time Mr. Drag- Natsu." Neither of them had realized they were heading to the empty balcony.

Natsu went ahead of Lucy to jump up and sit on the railing. It was slightly a tougher ordeal to accomplish because of all the different types of clothing he had to wear. This era annoyed him because of the stuffy clothes, yet he did enjoy seeing Lucy in her dress. He looked up at her to see she wore an astonished face, "Sir! What in the world are you doing? What if you fall! Someone might see you!"

"Don't worry about it Luce. Anyways, What's the date?" He liked to write down each year he saw her.

She still didn't like the idea of him on top of the railing yet still answered, "July first."