Summary: he is a traveler, he is a wanderer, with roots whatsoever.
Pairing: Nalu
Words count: 550
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.
WANDERER
He wasn't a man to travel, he had roots there in Magnolia, with his friends and family, he liked where he lived. But someone was on different thoughts, he liked to travel, he liked to walk from here to there and there-here, he liked haunting, like aghost, yes he was a ghost even thought he was very much alive, and was near her, breathing next to her, talking next to her, his heart was surely beating.
Even when he wasn't around, probarly starting a fight with the guildmates or eating the fire Mirajane would prepare for him, he was still traveling and it was annoying for her, he was in her head, every second of her preciouse life, he was intoxicating her with his presence, he was always there, even when he was out of sight, he was there, calling out her name, ohh how sweet it sounded, her name coming out of his mouth, his husky low voice, would make every girl wet themselves.
Yes he was there, in her mind, traveling her memories, he was there, every memory she had, was with him and noone else, well at least the beautiful ones, those were made by him, her mind was haunted by the man she loved and cherished, not that she complained, she wanted more, he wanted him to explore her mind, he wanted to her explode her mind with him, she wanted him to fill her the gaps she had, by her mother's absence, her bitter-sweet memories with her father, she wanted him all over her mind.
All she could think of was him, all she could see was him, not that she minded, she liked it, she felt..well..very happy, his name. ohh only his name could bring happiness on her face, she wanted him, body and soul, she wanted him devoted to her, as she was devoted to him. They were parteners after all? They care about each other, or even more than just friendly care, maybe between the two was more, but none was brave enough to say it out loud, in fear of breaking the bond they cherish.
What a life, wanting to advance but if you do everything will cramble down like a dry sandcastle, everything was sustained by a thin hair thread.
She was happy she had at least what they have, He was too, even thought he wanted more too, she…she is everything he needed, she was in his mind too, along the words his father, Igneel, had told him.
"speak of your future and that shall be your will to live" of course he didn't knew what he was talking about, at first he said to get stronger, but time had passed and with each day he realized getting stronger is not what he wanted, mainly speaking, he wanted to get stronger to protect the ones he loved and ohh he knew exctaly who he loved to no end, it was her, he was his will, his future if I might say.
They loved eachother, but once again, fear of losing eachother was too great, they were happy with the relationship they had, it was enough but not yet.
She was his will.
He was her happy place.
She was his the one and only.
He was her love.