When your whole world is falling apart and the ground has been pulled out from under your feet, where will you find a place where you can remain standing?
A small sequel/epilogue to my other fic Blue Tears: Gray returns to Fairy Tail, a place he once called home, in search for redemption and peace.
I have Goatgod to thank for the inspiration to this little epilogue, I started thinking about what would make Gay return Fiore and Fairy Tail after being given a review that requested just that. Even though it is designed as an epilogue you don't have to read the first but it might make you understand Gray's feelings expressed in this small sequel a bit more.
I hope you like it :) and if you have the time, a small note to let me know what you thought is always appreciated; I love constructive criticism to improve my writing!
They did catch people's attention; there was no doubt about it. After all, it is not often you see a good-looking man walking down the street of Magnolia carrying an infant in a cloth wrapped around his chest and gently leading a toddler, walking next to him holding his hand. Week old raven-black stubble framed a cold face. His hair, the same raven colour as the stubble was being held back in a short ponytail. He was dressed in a pair of loosely fitted black pants and a white buttoned shirt, and if you looked closely enough you could see two silver pendants dangling from his neck, one in the shape of a crucifix, sparkling occasionally in the sunlight as he walked down the boulevard. The other pendant was the type you put a miniature photograph in of someone you hold dear.
The toddler accompanying him had royal blue hair tucked into two small butterfly tassels, which almost reached her tiny shoulders and she was wearing a knee-length, light-blue dress. If one ventured to guess they would probably have guessed the young man's age to somewhere around mid to late twenties and the young girl walking next to him could not have been older than three, at the most, judging by her height and still slightly wobbly balance while walking. Moreover, even though the unusual trio was obviously not local they did not, oddly enough; seem to carry any luggage with them except for a small doll which the toddler held in her free had and a small brown shoulder-bag that bounced lightly against the man's slim hip when he moved.
The trio slowly worked their way through town, ignoring the stares and the whispers. Although the little girl took every chance she got too look around with wide, fascinated eyes her companion kept his eyes on his feet, seemingly lost in deep thoughts. The only time he looked up was when the little girl stumbled on a small bump in the road. He proved his quick reflexes by catching her small body in the middle of the air and gently helping her to regain her balance. If you were close enough you could hear him quietly asking her:
"How are you my little doll, getting tired? Want to ride on daddy's shoulder for a while? We don't have much left now."
The grown man smiled warmly at his daughter, who instantly took him up on his offer and pulled on his shirt with her small hand in an eager demand for the grown man to lower himself so that she could climb up on his back. An order he willingly obeyed and once the little girl had settled on his back she yawned and let her head rest against his muscular back, soon rocked to sleep by his rhythmic movements as he sighed quietly to himself and once again resumed the trip.
They were almost there…
The intro has now been proof read and edited by the amazing 'The Evil Stick' and then reuploaded on the 29/06/14, Arigato gozaimash!
Furthermore, if you want to read well written, outrageous, raunchy comedies that stays true to the wonderful FT characters we all love read 'its' stories: you won't get disappointed : D