There was a young, pink haired, cute and handsome mage walking to a train station. Well, not exactly walking, but being dragged by a blue, talking cat. Well, duh, he had to be dragged. He was horribly motion sick.
"Don't worry Natsu, it will be short," The cat seemed to be consoling the mage.
"Happy, the only reason I am going on the train is because Erza will kill me if I don't get back in time," he groaned and got on the train. It started moving.
"Holy Shit-" he held his mouth and slowly got to his seat. He leaned against the window, trying to fall asleep.
He almost did. Until he was distracted by the smell of salt and strawberries, coming from an unknown source in front of his closed eyes. He cracked an eye open, and was greeted with the sight of a beautiful blonde, with chocolate brown eyes, clouded with tears, and tears made lines on her dust strewn face. His motion sickness was forgotten, as he felt helplessness and anger. Though he didn't know why.
The blonde noticed and hurriedly wiped her tears, and Natsu was mesmerized by her face.
"-going?" she finished asking.
"What?" Natsu realized she had asked a question.
"Where is this train going?" She asked again, her voice sounded strained.
"Um… wait, you don't know?! Why did you get on?!" Natsu was weirded out. Was the girl drunk or something?
"Um, no I didn't check, please?," another sob shuddered out of her. And she mumbled something again.
Oh, it was a break-up, probably.
"Was it a break-up?" Natsu asked. Having the habit of saying whatever was on his mind. Happy facepalmed himself.
The blonde stared at him, and as a tear strolled down her cheek as she turned away and stared at her pendant. Was it a gift from her ex?
Then the blonde got up, and started walking towards the exit.
"Yo? Blonde?" Natsu saw her and couldn't help but follow her. The train slowly halted. And the Blonde just jumped of.
So, what did the pink haired idiot do? Well, he followed her. She kept trying to shake him off, Natsu took that as a sign to keep trying to get close to her. She looked cool, and she was nothing like his own girl-friend, Lissana. Who hid her emotions behind a mask, and only caring about looks. This girl looked like she was in her PJ's, and she was walking alone at night, in an unknown place without any help.
Oh god.
That was bad.