There in the meadow stood a girl, probably no more than ten years old, and by her stood a boy who was a year older.

The girl was currently crying, much to the boy's dismay, and all he could do was hug her. After all he never had parents how could he comfort someone who did.

"Shush, it's okay I'm here" he tried to console her by stroking her hair slowly, but it just wasn't working.

The girl didn't want to seem weak, but she couldn't help, but cry.

When her cries slowly turned to tiny sniffles, she looked up at the boy, and made him promise that they'd be together forever.

And he did.

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They sealed the deal, by carving each other a scar on the others body with a knife the boy used to cut fish. The girl had carved a star on his wrist , and the boy a dragon on her own, or at least it was supposed to be a dragon.

Quietly chuckling at his picture of the said dragon, they quickly patched up, the scars, so they wouldn't bleed as much.

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The boy grinned, and raised up his wrist.

"This proves that we'll always be together, you'll always be my best friend."

The girl smiled at his words, and copied his gesture, and touched his wrist.

"Yeah, best friends."

With that they spent the rest of the night under the stars, enjoying each others company.

Not knowing that it was limited.

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Current Time

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"Miss, Miss the train's stopped" said the female train attendant.

Lucy slowly rose from her seat, and thanked the woman before leaving the train, and searching for somewhere to stay.

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Lucy, packed away the last of her clothes, seeing as that was the only thing she had brought with her.

She was glad that the apartment she rented, had provided a bed, for her, this way she wasn't sleeping on the floor tonight.

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It had been a long day for the girl, so she took a change of clothes, and made her way to the bathroom for a bath.

After her bath which she had to admit was very relaxing, she had plopped on her bed.

Stating up at the ceiling with a blank expression, which quickly turned to a teared filled one.

The girl looked down at her wrist, and traced along the 'dragon' shaped scar, not even noticing that tears were spilling into it. It had been seven years, and they were torture.

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She slowly brung the scar to her lips, barely even pecking it.

"Natsu, I will find you."

She whispered, before falling soundly asleep, unknowing to the onyx eyes watching her as she did.


Author's Note: My new story, tell me what you think, was it too short? maybe boring?
Anyway thank you for even looking at it. Bye~✌