There she was.

Sitting on the roof of the random building, her chin based on the knees which she drew up. She did not care that she had a skirt, and was sitting so not-ladylike. She was never concerned about her long, red hair which were all over her face, fastening onto those cheeks, completely wet from tears. She did not give a damn that it was getting cold and dark. And, what is most unbelievable, she did not want her friends to be searching for her. Not that day. Not then.

She just wanted to be alone.

She couldn't believe that her love, the most desired and precious person in her life had decided to just give up on them and leave with his three-member guild he created. Not after they had got through so many things together, and survived. Even the evil Mage Zeref couldn't have torn them apart, they always had been finding a way through the darkness… together… yet… He just decided to leave her behind.

Capriciously, she got up and cried out his name with a strong resolve. She was not going to let it be. She would never give up.

No. Erza was just not that kind of person. And he will see!


Just a prologue.

This is my first English fan-fiction, and I have never written about such a matter as characters from Manga/Anime. I hope you will like it. And every word from revisions you leave makes a huge difference for me – thanks to those I would be able to improve my style, the story, and the characters, so feel free to comment;)