Good...

Niat adalah niat.

What a clumsy 13yo I am. Sigh...

Prologue

Unknown place: 400 years from canon.

His eyelids opened to the unusual ceiling. Shedding his sharp gaze, he quietly analyzed his surroundings. Bookshelves were scattered around the place, along with a simple table that stood beside it, also filled with books. The large windows beside the bed provide a tingling intensity of the morning sun.

The boy felt he did not have the luxury of enjoying the scenery that the environment had to offer that morning. In hurry, he monitored his brain to find the reason for him to be there. Struggling to sit up, he grimaced as he opened a few stitches of a still fresh wound. A deep red hue spread between the bandages that wrapped his torso, arms and legs.

Pain raced through his body as he inched away from the bed, stumbling towards the exit. Soon enough he fell with a loud thud to the floor then immediately a sound of loud footsteps hurriedly approaching the room can be heard.

The boy immediately crawled away from the door without thinking of the red stain on the wooden floor.

In the next instant, the door opened. he didn't have time to get anything out of his mind when a large hand scooped him up and carried him back to bed. Then he was brought face to face with the anxious face of an adult, pink-haired man who was clearly displeased with his actions.

"What are you doing stupid brat?!"

"Huh?" was the limited smart answer that his dizzy throbbing head could manage at that very moment. The man was clearly dissatisfied with his answer.

"You stupid brat! If I don't find you, you will die or be eaten by wild animals in this forest! Don't do something stupid like get out of bed, oi are you listening?!"

He gently shook his blonde head trying to get rid of the painful throb in his head. Its didn't work. The man still there, talking with a loud voice, but he began to understand what the man trying to say.

"Thank you." He said.

The pink haired man looked dumbfounded by the sudden thanks. He leaned back from a towering position over Naruto's head, gasping for breath. "Whatever, don't do anything stupid again!"

"Ah ... your bandages need to be changed." His head jerked to the side as a raven-haired woman made her presence known right beside the grumpy pink man, smiling softly at him. "come here."

He only obeyed when the woman to remove the bloody bandages wrapped around his body. In the corner of his vision he could see the man watching him with an eagle's eye.

"What's your name, child?" the gentle voice of the lady crow brought some comfort of its own. at least he felt protected from the pink haired man's potential threat. the savior.

"My name is Melef Dragneel and he is my husband, Raizel Dragneel."

"Naruto ... Namikaze" he answered honestly with a little hesitation, mentioning his last name. as far as he could remember his mentors forbade him to use that name for some reason he could not remember, but he felt he could not lie in front of his rescuer. What he didn't expect was the shocked expression of the two.

"E-eh ... What did you say earlier?"

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For all the good and bad in the world. Melef Dragneel found the situation he was in quite astonishing. This is caused by the identity of the child who was rescued by her husband yesterday from a group of hungry wolves in the forest.

The child was thin and very small for his age, skin that so pale from the lack of sunlight and blood from the wounds that should have made an adult cry. Melef notes gloomily as she finds many scars of the lashes of the inert dam which must not have been the doing of a wolf or something in the woods on the boy small body, telling clearly the plight of the owner.

But the information that followed surprised her more than that.

His name is Naruto Namikaze.

Others might miss that little piece of information, she and her husband are another story. As part of people who value knowledge, the two Dragneel married couples know that the child's name is not a common name in their country since long ago, even large countries such as Fiore and Bosco or even Seven, which means it may only come from an abandoned land located between the territory of the dragons and that place had ended a while ago with the outbreak of war that was raging on. Little Naruto must have been caught from a caravan or something that managed to escape from the country and ended up as a slave or something similar considering the marks of verbal abuse.

Another surprising piece of information is that Namikaze, which is the boy's likely clan, is the name of a high-ranking royal family that was destroyed a year ago under the attack of a political rival group. However, that information was only known to her because the news of the destruction of the clan was quite large and known to the whole world.

Her throat suddenly felt dry. Melef calmly finished the bandage of the little blonde. muttered the word 'finished' under her breath. She patted the boy's head fondly and smiled at him.

"Rest a little. The food will be ready soon."

The two Dragneels left Naruto alone again in the room. Melef only giggled softly when her eyes saw the child glaring at her husband as she thought the two of them were not paying attention.

"Raizel ... I'm sure our Zeref doesn't mind the new brother."

She heard her husband laughing cheerfully beside her. "Sure, sure, sure ~"

"... But how about we make another one? After having an older brother, little Zeref would be happy to have a younger brother too."

She could only smile as she stare at the man she loved dearly. Her hand grabbed her husband's calloused hand firmly but gently, giving him answer without a word.

"W-Wait ... You sure!" The jade-eyed man stuttered, excited and full of hope.

That day Raizel knew that the prospect of an additional baby was not something that would take long.

He became a father today after yesterday and believes that he will be a father again in the future.

A plan has been made.