Graya's POV
I couldn't get the shadow figure out of my head. Who could it be? I thought. No one even knew I came to the guild so late. I pulled off my shirt. All this thinking was getting me hot. I could think of no one who had passed out when I left the guild, so no one would have been there. I glanced around. Romeo sitting with Wendy and Carla, Elfman arm wrestling with Natsa and losing, Gajeel with Levy, Freed talking to Laxus who looked like he wanted to be anywhere else, and Gramps looking smug. In my periferal vision, I saw a movement behind a pillar. I turned my head, and the figure hid behind the pillar, but not before I saw a flash of short turquoise blue hair. Was that the person? I wondered. Turquoise hair? I don't think I know anyone with that shade... I stood up and rushed over to the pillar. I glanced both ways, but whoever was there was gone. I will catch you. I thought.
"Chasing ghosts, Popsicle?"
"Say what, Droopy-Eyes?!" I snapped back. The mystery person would have to wait.
Julian's POV
She was beautiful. I wondered if anyone had ever told her that. The way her muscles rippled when she moved, the quick way she came back to Natsa's insults, how she carelessly tossed her navy hair into a ponytail. It gave me shivers just thinking about her. But I could not and would not tell her. I knew the way that she cursed out any guy that happened to glance at her. If she knew it was me... If she knew it was me, Coward Julian, she would never love me the way I loved her. I loved every side of her. The sentimental caring side, the tough-love bitch side, and the wild-card side. I would get a chance to see her again tonight. Of coarse she would turn up. If I had wanted to leave silently, I could have. But I knew she would come after me. Maybe if it was just me and her alone I could tell her who I was. Maybe. Just Maybe.
Graya's POV
1:00 AM. Same time I was here the other day... I wonder if the shadow guy will be here... I thought. I looked around inside the guild. One single light was hanging by the bar.
"Hello?" I called out. It echoed around the guild. I didn't here anything other than the blinds blowing against the window panes. I sat down at a stool by the bar. I was starting to get restless after 15 minutes. Where IS he? I wondered. After 30 minutes, I was starting to zone out.
FLASH BACK
I was sitting on my bed. Ur and Lyona were supposed to be here 2 hours ago. I was crying into my pillow. I always acted tough, but I hated the dark. I reminded me of the time before I was with Ur. It was the only thing that truly scared me. Being alone in the dark. I heard a tree branch scrape against my window. I jumped and ran into Ur's room. A coat on a hanger scared me in the hallway, so I ran back to my room, screaming. The electricity was down, so I couldn't turn on my lamp. It was cold. So cold. Not cold like the ice. The ice was a welcoming cold. It was an inside cold, a frightening cold. I heard the door open. I screamed into my pillow. Ur ran into my room. 'I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry...'
I woke up with a jolt. When did I fall asleep? Where was I? I tasted salt in my mouth. Tears?
"Are you okay?" I turned around and went to slap the person. The cloaked figure caught my hand before it collided with his face.
"Did you see?" I asked, my voice cracking. I already knew the answer.
"Your tears? Yes, I did." I turned my face away from the man. He still held my wrist in a steel grip.
"Don't be ashamed of them. They're...beautiful." I gasped. When was the last time someone called anything about me beautiful?
"I..I.. Who are you?" I asked.
"It's 2:30 AM on a Thursday. My secret deserves a better setting." The man said, loosening the grip on my wrist.
"Cana always comes in at 2:35." I said.
"Tell me who you are or I'll scream."
"M-hm. Try. Ruin your tough reputation." The man said. He let go of my wrist and I grabbed for the hood. He ducked.
"See you later. You probably won't even see me..." He said, disappearing.
"Bye..." I said. Cana walked in.
"What are you doing here?" She asked.
"What does it matter to you?" I replied. My mind was far away, trying to make sense of what he just said. And the mystery deepens.
