This is the continuity of Train Encounter. About Lisanna Strauss and Sting Eucliffe. I suddenly think that these two people could be a good couple. I knew some are shipping LucyXSting. But, I'm sorry. I'm not a Lucy thing. So, here's my first (or second?) fanfic on LisannaXSting. Please enjoy, then review. I just love Lisanna so much. Sting is just a

Disclaimer: I did not own Fairy Tail. Mashima Hiro-san did.

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It was still raining outside. The three of them stayed inside the room. The red cat slept on the bed while the white dragon slayer slept on a coach. Lisanna sat on the floor near the bed, staring at the cat. She touched the cat's face. Warm. No sign of reducing of temperature. The cat shivered. Lisanna climbed onto the bed and slip into the blanket. She wrapped her arms around the cat and brought him close to her chest. He cuddled in her warm.

Sting woke up. The torrent stopped. He went to the bed to see his Lector. He saw the white-haired girl cuddled with his cat. He wondered. He didn't even remember her during the Grand Magic Tournament. Might be because she wasn't the participant. He remembered Natsu, obviously. How could he loose his eyes from such a great mage, a mage he adored since years ago? He remembered Titania and Demon Mirajane. He chuckled remembering her game against Jenny Realty of Blue Pegasus. And the Blonde. The spirit mage. He remembered her too. But why not this girl? He only knew she was Fairy Tail when he saw her mark on her thigh. Now, he met her again. Who is she?

He sat back on the coach with a bottle of drinks in his hand. Sometimes, he glanced at the two. Lector looked fine.

Lisanna woke up. She saw the white dragon slayer drank on the coach. She moved out of the blanket.

Sting looked to his right to catch the white-haired girl sit on the floor, near to him. She seemed not happy.

"I'm very sorry. I was-I was joking. And- I didn't mean to make him sick." Sting stared at her. Long. Making the girl nervous.

"I really hate people that hurt my friends." She nodded.

"I would do anything as long as you forgive me." He raised his eyebrow. "Anything." She convinced him.

"I want to meet Natsu. I want to fight him. Can you arrange that?" She gaped. She should expect that. "You said anything." He reminded her. She gulped.

"Anything other than that?" He smirked.

"You afraid he would lose?"

"I afraid Erza would kill me," she mumbled. "I'll try."

"Why all of you so afraid of Titania? I have nothing but respect to her," he said.

"You should try to live with her for ten years," she mumbled again. "One year is more than enough."

"Why?" he asked.

"Excuse me?" she asked him back.

"You got three dragon slayers in your guild and you still don't know advance hearing of them?" He chuckled. She realized it.

"Ah, I forgot you're a dragon slayer too." She suddenly jumped onto the coach, sat close to him. "Even our dragon slayers afraid of Erza. Wait," She thought about something. "I don't think Laxus afraid of her." Sting moved, creating a distance between them. "Who else didn't afraid of her? Ah, Mira-nee!"

"Mira-nee? Mirajane?" he asked. She nodded vigorously. Her eyes widened in excitement. Her smile grew.

"She is my sister. We're the Strauss siblings. Some people called us Take Over Siblings." Sting nodded. "You know my brother, Elfman?" He seemed thinking.

"Who's that?" She snorted.

"The one with bulk up body, white hair." He thinks again.

"The one who won against Bacchus?"

"Yes!" She punched his shoulder playfully. "That's him. He'd pretty cool, right? He had changed a lot, since two years ago." He just stared at her. "Oh, should it be," she moved her fingers. "nine years ago? Life moved very fast."

"You trapped in Tenrou Island too?" he asked.

"You knew about it?"

"I-it's quite famous." At the same time, he heard something else. He turned to her. Her eyes suddenly widened, revealing the full blue orbs. "What do you mean by Natsu Fanatic?" She grinned, waving her hands.

"Ah…Em, I mean…" His sharp eyes stabbed into her eyes. "Well, relax. I tell you. Hehe." She tried to calm him down, but it was less effective. "Hm, our guild knew that you're quite fond on Natsu. Natsu Fanatic is just a name I give you. It's the same name Wendy gave to Romeo." He looked relax a bit.

"Who?"

"Just another fan of Natsu. That's all." She thought again. "If I count the time skip, I'm older than you!" She put her hand on his shoulder. "You should call me sister. Then," she smiled. "Called me Lisa-nee."

"What the…? Why should I? You're looking like a high school girl."

"Shouldn't you proud? Your sister is so damn cute and looks so young." She laughed. He pushed her hand off his shoulder.

"Like hell I want you as my sister." He stood up. She stood up too.

"It's okay. Take your time." She walked to the door.

"Where are you going?"

"I want to buy some medicine. We shouldn't let your cat continue sick just like that. Don't forget to lock the door," she shouted before the door closed.

He sighed. What the hell was that girl? Bossing around like that. He sat back on the coach. He smirked, remembering he would finally able to fight Natsu. He'd been looking forward for that day. If not because of guild master forbid him, he already defeated him the other day.

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There was knocks on the door. He lazily walked to the door.

"I'm home!" she announced. He sighed. This girl turned to be very annoying.

She quickly nursed the red cat. She kept silent while nursing him. Sting sighed in relieve. She was silent for a moment. He watched her with his cat. She was placing a cold, damn small towel on the cat's head. Was it effective? Lector's a cat, not human.

Finally, she turned to him, smilingly. Alright, she's going to speak non-stop again. She took something of the paper bag she brought from buying the medicine before. She patted the floor, asking him to sit next to her.

"You must be hungry. Come, I bought something for you." He did as she said. He had no energy to argue with her. She talked too much; he didn't have time to say anything.

They were some snacks she bought on her way back. He put one in his mouth. She watched him ate. She remembered her only sister.

"Stop staring!" She giggled. She placed her white strands behind her ear.

"I'm sorry. I remembered back then, when I was back into life, Mira-nee stared to me like that. She made me my favourite food. These are my favourite food. Delicious, isn't it?"

"Not bad." He looked into her eyes. She was still smiling. "What do you mean by 'back into life'?" Lisanna cleared her throat.

"Ehm, it's…Hey, why you like Natsu?" He didn't answer. "If you tell me, I'll tell you how's Natsu when he was younger. We grew up together." She bribed him.

"He saved me when I was little," he told her, after a huge silent. She smiled again. "Well, not particularly me. Since then, I always wanted to become like him. I'm a dragon slayer too." Lisanna giggled.

"Which part of Natsu you want to be?" She pulled out one finger. "A dense dragon slayer in love?" Another finger pulled out. "Insensitive friend? Or," One finger last. "A rebellious mage who'd destroy everything in his way?" She placed her face closed to his; making him pushed himselfbackward a bit. He 'tsk'ed.

"You forgot to put one – "

"A faithful nakama? I don't have to put that, because that you are," she explained. She then silent, waited for his answer.

"I want to be strong. Just like him." She shook her head.

"Nope. Strong is too abstract. Everyone is strong, but in their own way. From what I heard about you, and your twin dragon, I believe you're strong. You're dragon slayer," she opposed.

"Not until I beat him."

"Then?" She raised her eyebrows.

"What?"

"After you beat him, what're you going to do?" He didn't say anything. "There was someone's saying, if you think you're the strongest, there's always another people stronger. That's why," She put her hand on his naked chest. "We need to be stronger from here." They looked into each other's eyes. "That's where Natsu started," she continued.

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That night, Sting slept with Lector, after Lisanna kept insisting. She was still awake when they slept. After she had made sure that they already slept, she transformed herself into a small bird and flew out through the window. She returned to her form when she almost reached her rented room. Small droplets of water turned into heavy rain again. She opened her hands widely, spun around, and round, and round, with her face up to the dark sky. Suddenly, she tripped, to fall on her face. Her foot hurt. With great difficulty, she walked in handicapped into her room. As entered her room, she spread herself on the floor. Till morning.

The light ray that entered the room from the small gaps of the window woke the white-haired girl up.

Haichoo! She brushed her nose. She touched her forehead. Hot.

"Okay, now I just catch a cold. Great, Lisanna!" Haichoo! She stood on her feet. "What is the time now? I have – AAAHHH!" She fell on the floor again. Her foot swollen. "What is - ? Yes, great." She remembered last night. She tripped and broken her ankle. She stood again and jumped on one leg to the toilet.

Finally, after all she'd been through, she reached her house. She laid on her bed, arms spread to her sides. She touched her forehead. Still hot. She got no time to take medication. And there was other thing. Her head was swollen too. She fell in the bathroom. It was very hard to walk (jump) with only on leg. Mirajane would be very mad. When she heard their house's door cracked, she quickly pretended asleep. As she had expected, Mirajane checked on her. She just smiled, looked at her little sister.

"She must be exhausted," she told Elfman, before closed the door.

Lisanna sighed in relieved when Mirajane didn't suspect anything. Luckily, she had kept some medicines for herself.

"Brilliant, Lisanna!" she praised herself. After took the medicine, she went to sleep.

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