A/N: Because of the overwhelmingly positive response I got on this story, I am continuing it! Although I was going to anyway… It's just… I LOVE REVEIWS SO MUCH! This story is gonna be pretty short, with pretty short chapters as well, sorry.

ANYHOO! On to the story!

Chapter Two: Tears of Sorrow

Erza immediately broke down in tears. Lucy hurried over, more than a little worried at how hard her friend was taking the sight of a closed sign.

"U-um… Erza?" She stuttered. "Are you alright?"

The other girl shook her head. "I've been meaning to go to this shop since the beginning of the semester, but every time my plans were thwarted!"

Lucy sweat dropped. "O-okay. Maybe we could come back tomorrow? I'm sure the shop will be open then."

Erza climbed to her feet. "You are correct, Lucy. I must-" She broke off, sniffling, but quickly regained her composure. "I must remain strong."

Lucy didn't comment. It was well known at Fiore University that Erza obsessions with cake and dirty books were not to be questioned. The girl slung her arm around the redhead's shoulders. "Come on, the shop will be here tomorrow!"

Erza allowed herself to be led away, casting longing glances behind her at the cake shop. Lucy sighed and kept hauling her off around the corner.

The Next Day

Unfortunately for her, Erza woke up late, and, amongst tears, realized she would have to skip cake shopping this morning if she wanted to make it across campus to her first class. Cursing her bad luck and broken alarm clock, the redhead raced through shower and breakfast. She was a very punctual person and as a result, wasn't quite sure at how to deal with being late. (A/N: Slight Soul Eater reference there. LOL.)

Unsurprisingly, the day passed very slowly. Erza puttered through her classes, her mind fixed on cake. When her last class finally finished, the young woman hurried to her dorm, deposited all her class materials on her bed and dashed towards the cake shop. She zoomed past clumps of her friends, eliciting calls of, "Where are you off to, Erza?", "Erza-san! Where are you going?" and "Erza! Fight me!"

All were ignored, especially the last one.

The redhead skidded to a stop in front of the cake shop, not even panting. She beamed at the open sign hanging in the window. Her cake experience was not to be thwarted today. Erza swung the door open and strode confidently inside.

A….A

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up! Life's been hectic! Anyhow, Erza finally made it to the cake shop!

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