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The pairing here is Sting x Yukino
Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail, or any of the characters.
The second pool day at Sabertooth was...slightly strange, to say the least. Early in the morning, a hyperactive Sting headed to the pool whilst carrying a calm, bikini-clad Yukino in one arm and dragging an eye-rolling Rouge with the other. In fact, Rouge was rolling his eyes so much that they'd probably roll out of his head and into the sight of a distracted Frosch, who was trailing behind absentmindedly. At least, that was Lector's firm opinion. Lector himself was perched on Sting's head, observing everything and fancying the idea of himself as an exceed Sherlock. He was just about to open his mouth when he noticed-no!observed-that they were already at the pool. He flew down and sat on a chair next to Frosch, who was playing rather intensely-well, as intense as Frosch could get-with his tail.
They weren't the first at the pool. Rufus was reclining and relaxing in a ring while Orga had just finished swimming a ton of lengths. Naturally, seeing his friends enjoy the pool just made Sting more excited, and so the white dragon slayer let go of Rouge (which granted him another eye roll) and lowered Yukino gently to the ground (which earned him a beautiful, blushing, beaming smile). Lector could have sworn the tips of Sting's ears reddened. And when they jumped in the pool, they jumped in together, holding hands. Yep, his ears were red, as was the rest of his face, making him resemble a tomato! Yukino looked about the same. Oh, Lector couldn't wait to tease them about this later! His gaze swivelled to Rouge, who made the shape of a heart with his hands, smirked, and jumped into the pool. It seemed that the shadow dragon slayer had been thinking pretty much the same thing.
Unfortunately for said dragon slayer, the minute he entered the pool, Sting seemed to get bored of splashing everyone and chose to circle round him instead, almost as fast as Rouge's eyes when rolling. This had also managed to gain Frosch's attention-which, let's face it, isn't too hard to do-to which Frosch responded with interest, eyes following before eventually getting to dizzy and blacking out. Rouge had witnessed this and, as a very familiar, protective surge bubbled up inside, he reached out a hand, grabbed Sting by the hair and hurled him like a frisbee. Well, more like a shuriken. Unfortunately, the shuriken Sting landed smack bang against Orga's hard chest and of course, this effectively started a brawl between the three of them.
By that time, Yukino was floating next to a content Rufus. She sighed softly, the sound as quiet as a breeze through trees, and turned and poked her friend's shoulder. Rufus cracked one eye open and listened as the celestial mage murmured: "Why does everything turn into a fight here?" To which he responded "This is Sabertooth we're talking about." He closed his eyes, once more content. That is until she whispered: "Well, I better go stop them then." Both his eyes flew open, startled beyond words. The memory mage then shook his head, chuckling at his friend's foolishness.
Yukino felt far from foolish, and probably far more determined than she had any right to be. A part of her, the hidden part that always degrades and verbally abuses her, keeps reminding her of the misfortune magnet she seemed to be. She hated that part. But the more time she spent at Sabertooth, with her family and friends, that part of herself shrank and withered. She sent a silent thanks to Sabertooth, to Sting, Rouge, Lector and Frosch. Another thanks was sent to Fairy Tail, to Natsu, Lucy and Mirajane. And as a smile ghosted its way on to her lips, she prepared herself for what she had to do...