This is a RoLu, it will have some Sticy moments, but it is a RoLu! Ok now, enjoy!
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He lie awake in his bed. His crimson eyes staring at the ceiling as he adjusted himself on his back, careful not to disturb the sleeping exceed beside him. The room filled with a dim light supplied by the almost full moon. He sighed in frustration, his hand ran through his messy onyx locks.
He could not sleep. Just like every night. He rolled to his side before finally setting his feet onto the wooden floor boards and sat down on the edge of the bed. Another sigh left his lips as he placed his elbows onto his knees, then placed his head into his hands.
Why did this always happen to him?
Why was his dreams always disturbed by her presence?
Why did she invade his thoughts?
Oh yes, his thoughts as well. During the day, during the afternoon, during the night. She always found a way to sneak herself into his mind.
Why?
Why?
Why?
He did not understand as too why she effected him in such a way. He cursed the stupid Grand Magic Games. He cursed ever laying his eyes upon her. He cursed her beauty. He cursed her good nature. He cursed it all. He cursed everyone. Everything. He cursed the whole freaking world!
He let out a groan before returning to his laying position. His eyes fixated on the ceiling that he had become accustomed to. I mean after countless nights of simply staring at it after waking up every night, you would get used to it.
He shut his eyes tightly while his usual calm look was now replaced with a twisted look of slight anguish. His hands pressed onto his face as another out of character groan emitted from his throat. He peaked through his open fingers, much to his dismay, she still lingered in his thoughts.
Why him?
Why her?
Why?
She still loitered his mind. Her captivating chocolate brown orbs, her silky golden locks (which fell over her shoulders ever so perfectly), her curvaceous body (which was the utter definition of an hour glass figure), her beyond charming and warming smile, her soothing voice, her cute giggle. It all remained in his mind.
He remembered every detail he had noticed about her. And he did not require any of the Memory Magic that his friend had. He did not need that to remember her.
Since the day he first feasted his eyes upon her (even through his messy hair), she was engraved in his mind forever. A spot for her and only her. It was the first time he felt such emotions brew within him.
His breath hitched in his throat, his palms grew sweaty, his face suddenly became heated, his stomach did flips, and his heart literally stopped for a brief moment allowing his mind to catch up and process the sight before him. Then once his heart responded again, it only jump started into extreme speeds, pounding away into his eardrums.
It may have been a brief encounter, a quick look, but it did something to him. Something that caused him to steal glances at her while the Games continued.
Watch her intently as she fought the woman from Raven Tail, steal a few more glances while she watched her team, then grip the bar tightly as Minerva torture her. Beating her senseless, even when she was barely holding on to any consciousness; it made his heart churn and twist. Every hit she took was another hit to him, but ten times worse, if not more so.
He felt slight jealousy at the sight of her being carried off by the two Fairy Tail Mages who caught her. But not as much as the rage that clawed up into his very soul, turning it into hate which was directed towards the woman who had abused her in such a violent way.
He knew that she was powerful, he could tell that by watching her fight. But it was never shown completely. Raven Tail cheated, and Minerva never really gave her a fighting chance.
Then there was the whole eclipse project.
So much chaos and destruction.
Then it was over. As if the whole thing never happened.
But the only question that ran through his mind at the time was: Is she alive?
He was relieved that she was. And then he witnessed her smile again. His heart hammered away at his ribcage, a small tint of red splashed across his face.
When they apologized to Fairy Tail for what they had done, to their surprise, Fairy Tail accepted it with open arms. She had accepted it with open arms and with a bright smile.
Again, he felt his face heat up and his stomach do multiple flips. Instantly feeling even more reserved than ever, he could barely offer a small, barely visible smile. Then his loud blonde haired partner started a small flirty chat with her, much to his dismay.
She seemed to enjoy bits of their chat, but soon it ended when her pink haired partner caused yet another fuss. She ran off in a vain attempt to stop her friend, leaving both him and his partner stunned at Fairy Tail's antics.
At first he had assumed that she was constantly on his mind due to the Games, it was natural to think about your opponent. Yet even after the Games, her very being still remained in his head and not as a simple memory.
It tortured him. He was not able to understand as to why she was there.
Here.
In his head.
Then the dreams happened.
They were always so similar.
He would either find her in the forest, some street, or at the train station. All of which though, were different situations.
When he found her in the forest, she was curled in a ball crying her eyes out. Her brown eyes were then puffy and red, her cheeks completely flushed from her emotions, her clothes torn as though she had carelessly ran through thorns.
He'd approach her carefully not wanting to startle her. He'd ask her the usual questions if you were to find anyone in such a condition. Then he'd listen to her words, each explanation was different, yet vaguely alike. That's when he would offer words of comfort, words he had heard other people say when someone they knew cried.
Then she would tackle him into a hug. More tears leaked from her eyes while she murmured words about how kind he was. Of course, he reacted as he would in reality, he froze up while his face grew redder by the second.
When he found her on the street she was drunk. Her words slurred and her whole body out of control. She would giggle as she fell backwards, but then busted up once he caught her. She flirted with him and mumbled sweet words which caused him to look away as an attempt to hide his blush.
Her laughter rung out in the empty street while the stench of alcohol drifted into the air. Her smile as sloppy as her movements and staggered steps. She held him as support while letting out another laugh. Then in the mist of her laughing fit, her whole body fell foward drowning her in a drunken slumber.
When he found her at the station, he was leaving for a mission. He waited for his train patiently only to find the golden haired beauty exiting another train. Her steps careful while her gaze focused on the ground. He wondered as to why she would be here of all places, then she looked up to meet his eyes.
Instantly he averted his gaze to the side. A sudden rush of heat flooded his whole face and sparks shot up his spine. Her scent grew close as the sound of footsteps echoed closer towards him. Barely glancing, the blonde beauty smiled sweetly at him.
Keeping as best of a stoic look as he could, he would look at her and ask why she was there. She would giggle lightly before leaning in towards him and whispered, "To see you..."
Tonight he had that dream. His reason why the nights on longer welcomed slumber.
He detested this feeling. This sick, twisted emotion that ached within his very chest. His unsettled conclusions that seemed to only awake new questions.
There had been an answer-one of which he would not leave on the board. There was no way, he, the Shadow Dragon Slayer, had fallen in love. Such a suggestion was sheer stupidity.
He felt no such emotion, despite his feelings towards his beloved exceed, but towards this woman of whom entered his mind practically every single minute.
-more like never really left...
-always there...
-a rarity to not have her in mind...
Love. He scoffed at such an idea. Well did.
He chuckled a bit to himself, amusing how he felt such a pure, innocent emotion. Never in his life did the thought of him, the Shadow Dragon Slayer, would fall in love. It seemed impossible in his mind, but seems it was not.
It was a word that he never thought he'd use, let alone feel. An emotion of which he had put defenses up to prevent. Yet just one look at her, one glance into her innocent brown eyes, all those walls collapsed and crumbled down to the ground. How she was able to do such a thing, he would never know. The only thing that was clear is that he had fallen, not just hard, but deep.
He had fallen so hard for her unaware of it in the beginning. So deeply and emotionally in love with this woman. How careless of him.
He, Rogue Cheney, had fallen for a Fairy.
Not any Fairy, no, he fell for none other than the dear, beloved Celestial Mage of Fairy Tail.
Rogue Cheney of Sabertooth was in love with Lucy Heartfilia of Fairy Tail.
He was in some deep shit.
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And there is the first chapter. So what do ya think?