X792

Since the battle against Tartaros Fairy tail had disbanded. It pained Erza as she was on her own without her guild together but she knew that she had to move on.

She arrived at a large fountain spring and sat down hugging her knees.

She did hope that she would get stronger and hope to someday see her guild family again. Fairy tail was the only place she could call home.

Since she was very young she didn't know that she was a wizard and she didn't know who her real parents were. She spent her very early years in the Rosemary village until it was attacked by Zeref's followers who took all the children and put them into slavery.

Erza held her arms tighter as she remembered the slavery life that she was put into.

The slavery life also changed her allowing her to awaken her magic. When she left the tower she wandered into Fiore and went to the guild that her grandfather figure used to be part of. Her grandfather figure also told her about wizards and got her interested in them. Before she knew it Erza had become a wizard and joined Fairy tail and stayed in Fairy Tail ever since, that was until they disbanded.

Erza had tears streaming down her face then her tears dropped into the fountain spring.

She then lifted her head when she heard movement in the water.

She then saw a stranger rise out of the water.

The stranger was a tall slim muscular man that had wild black hair that framed his face and hung to her lower back. He had dark tanned skin and golden yellow eyes. He also had a carved scar with the year 'X765' on the hear side of if and on his back he had a large skull tattoo that looked real.

Erza blushed when she realized she was staring and turned around.

"I apologize, I didn't mean to stare."

The man just looked at her then spoke.

"It's a good thing you weren't touching the water."

Erza blinked then looked behind her at the water only to be in shock when she saw the water fade into a solid substance. She then looked where the man was only to see that he was gone then Erza stood up only to look around to find the man.

He was nowhere in sight then Erza put a hand on her head.

"Was that a dream?"

She turned to leave but was face to face with the man. She took a step back and was against a tree when she saw him up close, in clothing of course.

The man wore a baggy black sweatpants and a red loin cloth. He wore black gloves that had red claw extensions and he wore dark brown boots. He wore a long sleeve black jacket the he left opened and what took Erza by surprise the most was that this man had a long skeleton tail.

Erza's eyes widened in horror when she realized who this man was.

"It's you….The Bloody Soul Warrior, Nazaro 'Crimson' Berlserion."

The man just looked at her then went to her

"I'm honored that you know me."

Erza was never one to be scared but there was something about this wizard that frightened her. She closed her eyes expecting to be killed or even tortured by this man. She knew that the rumors of the man were true that he craved seeing blood of his victims but she blinked when nothing harmful came to her. She looked and was surprised to see him holding a strand of her hair.

"Such a beautiful red."

"…."

"Come, if you join me on a walk until we get to the next village I won't hurt you."

"I, uh."

"Don't worry. I'm not in a fighting mood anyway. I just feel….lonely."

Erza was confused but she let herself walk with a dangerous bloodthirsty wizard who claimed to be lonely at the moment. All she could hope for was that he wouldn't attack her.

For a few weeks Erza traveled with Nazaro only to see that he wasn't as dangerous as the world claimed him to be. She would see him eat cake like there's no tomorrow, if he wanted to have a picnic he would be spaced out. When Erza challenged him he would summon either a sword or a spear only for Erza to hang by her skirt from a tree branch while Nazaro enjoyed his cake.

During their time together Erza wondered why this man, a high world class killer was treating her like she was a little kid. He would playfully tease her about her being short and pat her on the head. Most of all he would talk in a babyish way if she was hanging by her skirt from a tree.

Not that she was complaining she was just curious about him.

When it was night time again Erza couldn't help but look at the year that Nazaro had carved into his chest. Nazaro noticed this and looked at her.

"Is something wrong?"

"I was just wondering why that year is carved into you."

He looked at the year scar then spoke.

"That year, something amazing and wonderful happened. I keep it as a memory as one of the best years in my life."

Erza just looked at him then looked at the ground.

'As far as I know, year X765 was a peaceful year.'

Erza then looked at him again only to catch smiling softly at his scar.

"Anything else you want to know about me, Erza?"

Erza looked at him with firm eyes.

"How come you're so gentle with me?"

Nazaro just looked at her then looked at the fire before them.

'Well you see, I used to have a family a lovely wife and a beautiful daughter. We were happy and then we had to move to a safer place."

"A safer place?"

"Yes, we lived in a land that had a law that my wife and I were forced into when we were children."

Erza just looked at him then he went on.

"The law was for anyone who came from a rare trait of magic bloodline were trained to be killers. In my case, I was locked away for back up while my wife was among those who were trained under a special force. That force was called the Spriggan 12."

"Spriggan 12?"

"The Spriggan 12?"

"Yes. They are powerful wizards that are as strong as the highest ranked member of the Wizard saints."

Erza smiled at him.

"Is that how you met your wife?"

Nazaro smiled.

"Yes. At first she was scared but I qickly learned that she wasn't afraid of me. As time went on I began noticing feelings for her but didn't tell her out of fear of being rejected."

He lowered his head then looked at erza.

"Sorry, I'm sure that my story on how I met my wife isn't your style of being romantic."

Erza blushed as she smiled.

"No, I liked it. I understand meeting someone as a slave and when you're free you can't stop thinking about them."

Nazaro blinked then his eyes softened.

"Erza, I'm sorry but I have a favor to ask."

Erza looked at him.

"Yes?"

"I miss my daughter, so may I borrow you?"

Erza had a small blush but she nodded. The next thing she knew was Nazaro had picked her up and sat her on his lap. Nazaro placed a hand on Erza's head and tucked her head under his chin as he stroked her head.

Erza blushed at the affection that was given to her. She wasn't used to this treatment but it felt nice. She closed her eyes as she relaxed to his touch.

"Feel free to fall asleep, Erza. I will still be here."

"Thank you."

She closed her eyes then felt Nazaro adjust her to cradle her as she leaned her head on his chest. Erza smiled to herself then was fast asleep.

AN: There is chapter 3! Thank you for reading!