Hello Everyone, this is Rafaela Mikaeli Reporting for duty!

It's been a long time since my hiatus. Here i am back with this project of emotion testing. trying to see if I can write the characters under some circumstances.

Like always, since I am newbie in Fiction writing, this fanfic might contains grammatical error and OOCness.

I don't own Fairytail

1. Worried to the level of having out of characther – Charle

CRASH!
"You looking for a fight, Fire-breath?!"
"Why are you so sensitive, ice brain? What are you PMS-ing about?!"
"That's it! You asked for it Ice Make Hammer!"
"Fist of The Salamander King!"

SLASH! "Be quiet would you?"

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"Here comes Erza to save the day," Lisana smiled as she served Wendy and Charle's breakfast, "one tuna sandwich and one sunny side up egg with mayonnaise has been served."

"Thanks Lisana," Charle replied gratefully since she hadn't had food since yesterday. She was busy helping Wendy with missions lately because for some reasons, Wendy had taken a lot of jobs without telling anybody and strangely begged to Mira that, she too, had to kept Wendy's job schedules secret.

"How's she going?" Lisana's genuine concern managed to call Charle back to earth.

The white feline raised her shoulder before looking at the now thin Wind dragon slayer, "Well as you can see. Normally, I'd go with sarcasm and say what Wendy really looks like but … I think she finally listened to me, taking lesser missions gradually. That's why she's here this morning. You know what Cana said… um… 'chillin out'," she said the last part trying to add a bit comedy on the conversation, mimicking the drunkard female despite the now glowing blush on her cheeks because Charle knew that she just did something very out of her character.

To the felline's surprise though, Lisana giggled. She patted the Charle's shoulder before returning to serve the morning rush hour of Fairytail Cafeteria, "You've done your best Charle."

The white feline slowly regained her composure by clearing her throat. Her gaze once again wandered to a certain bluenette, an almost lifeless one, who began touching her breakfast. Smile crept out the felline's lips because she's quite happy with her successful attempt to drag Wendy done to one-mission-a-day these past three days. Charle didn't exactly know the said dragon slayer's sudden compliance to her 'one mission a day' request, but nonetheless, it was enough for her not to pry Wendy for the time being.

Charle took a bite of her tuna sandwich at last. Like any other day, memories of her and Wendy flood in her mind.

For Charle, it all began with a number of fights where Charle was going to make Wendy explain her attitude, to Wendy went missing for days because the said dragonslayer feeling guilty at the fight that she created, to another interrogation but Wendy still kept silent, to a long silent treatment, to Charle becoming really desperate and drunk because of Cana's suggestion to a-sip-of-alchohol-to relieve-stress, and to many more events that led Charle to be more patient and slowly accepting Wendy's behavior.

-Flashback-

"Here," the white feline fold her arms after giving a cold milk to Wendy.

The bluenette replied with quick smile followed by casting her gaze downwards.

Charle drank her beverage dry before sitting beside her roommate, waiting for her to speak up but none came after what seemed like forever. "You know," Charle could hear the slight gasp which is carefully disguised in long sigh, "You're bad at lying, Wen. We've talked like this before and you still won't answer."

Wendy let out another apologetic smile which really frustrated Charle.

"Look, I just want my best friend to be okay. You know very well Wendy Marvell that I am… Worr—concerned," Charle changed her diction remembering one of Wendy's statement that she don't ask for anybody's pity, "the whole Fairytail is concerned, Hell! Even the whole Magnolia seems to be concerned about you. And for me cursing must've explained very much that I am 100% serious about what I am talking about. Can't you hear my frustrated tone already?!" and true to the feline's word, she is concerned that tears began dwelling up on her eyes.

"I-I'm sorry Charle… I… uh… just…" Wendy tried to explain but ended up not able to say a thing. By that time, it was the first time in what felt like years that Wendy Marvell had finally, really, willing to talk to Charle although confusion and guilt were what written in her frowning face.

Charle took a deep breath to stop her from crying and faced Wendy, "Wen, I don't know what exactly happened to you. It seems your stubbornness won't let you share it to me yet. It's okay, I won't ask you further."

Wendy closed her eyes as she deeply sighed. She was ready to hear another frustration of Charle.

"Let me help you with your mission at least."

The bluenette opened her eyes. Surprised that her best-exceed-friend didn't scold her.

-End Flashback-

"Charle," One touch on her shoulder surprised the white feline. She jumped meters away from the aggressor. Wendy let out a confused look although she was quite amused by Charle's reaction. She giggled a little but quickly cast it away as the feline whom she just called began approaching her with an annoyed face. "I was about to tell you that I am going to Grandeen—I mean—Miss Polyushca."

"Well. I see the point. Now go on then. Do you need company?" Charle replied trying while trying to erase her embarassment.

The bluenette shook her head then smiling earnestly, "I'm fine. I need to go gather herbs at the market first anyway."

Understood that Wendy want some time alone, Charle bid her goodbye. She reminded Wendy not to wander off on another secret mission alone like the previous time and the bluenette said yes.

The whole guild bid Wendy goodbye also. That morning, became the most relieving morning Charle ever had.

End of Chapter one!

Thank you for reading this newbie writing everyone...

I'll be grateful for any comments and critics.