Back To Square One
Note: Ignore the characters names... they're based of actual anime characters.
It was a dark and stormy night, and since they were training for the upcoming 'Grand Magic Games' - it was a brawl where every fighter took place. Two boys fought together, they adventured together - they mostly did everything together, they were Rogue Cheney and Sting Eucliffe. Sting was your hyped up boy, like a very ecstatic boy and very over-joyed boy, Rogue was the complete opposite, he was mostly tired, bored and also 'Can't be bothered' mood. They were two different people, Sting was like the ultimate sunshine child and Rogue was the ultimate doom child.
They had begun their training session in a forest, it was them two and also their cats - Lecter (who was owned by Sting) and Frosch (who was owned by Rogue) - They were called exceeds - cat like creatures, they also spoke which was unusual.
Rogue and Sting was running into the forest, and suddenly the rain came crashing down and honestly it was quite frightening, and guess what Rogue goes and does? Complain. Fantastic right? "Rogue, be quiet." Sting complained at him.
"Yeah but rain... I'm getting wet." Rogue replied, sarcastic tone implied. They finally ran again hoping to find some shelter under a tree, perhaps. Now, what Sting didn't know was that Rogue was a complete wuss. Rogue was afraid of thunder and lightning and not for a good reason either. When he was a kid, he witnessed someone getting struck by lightning and it's scared him ever since. Sting didn't know of this fear obviously because they were thought to be the best guild ever – a community who looks after their comrades, since Minerva was gone anyway.
The rain continued to blast down and by now it was getting dark, it was winter anyway so it got dark really early. Sting was the one who didn't like the dark and Rogue didn't like lightning … and it was dark and it looked like it was about to thunder and lighten any second now so it could happen but they hoped it wouldn't. It was dark and spooky and the trees in the distant looked like shadows and animals what was going to come out and haunt them, it probably wasn't good to be here. Sting pulled out his cellphone and checked the time, "It's only 7pm." Sting stated,
"What time are we planning to head back?" Rogue replied to this, kind of feeling bored now.
"Probably at like 9pm. don't worry." Sting replied smiling, Rogue attempted to smile back – he just wasn't the type of guy to smile at people and to actually listen to what they had to say, Sting was different though. He trusted Sting, he wasn't sure why. Sting sometimes blabbers on about how he met Rogue when they were children or something, Rogue was the 'local goth emo freak' at school and Sting was the 'wannabe gym kid' – they eventually got picked on for being different. However, this story ends in a positive way because that's how they met, Rogue had made a habit of eating in the bathroom and then Sting walked in and heard him crying so that's how that story ends, they became friends and now they're best buds in the same guild. Life for them two was excellent to say the least. It was going good and hopefully will stay good.
Back with the main story however, they finally arrived at a shelter – sort of place, turns out there was a hut in the middle of the forest that was built there and appeared, Sting had never seen the hut though. He thought it was new, "You know… I've never seen this hut now that I think about it." Sting stated, Rogue nodded in agreement. The hut appeared to be just made out of wood and lumber and other materials, didn't look sturdy but they hoped it would be okay. A bench was also inside along with some hay – what kind of reminded Rogue of the Mary and Jesus story were Mary gave birth in a hut in some hay or something along the lines. Sting sat down on the bench whilst Rogue walked over to the corner and crouched down, Sting didn't notice this until he stared over in the corner when he saw Rogue perched down and thought that he looked a bit sad. "Rogue? What's up?" Sting asked, standing up and walking over to Rogue and then kneeling down next to him.
"Oh, nothing really. I just hate lightning because of something what happened when I was little." Rogue responded with a sad tone,
"Ah I see. Want to talk about it?" Sting replied, smiling. Sting was literally a sunshine, his smile was amazing.
"Yeah sure… basically, when I was a kid I saw someone get hit by a lightning strike – I'm not sure what happened after though but I think it was in a forest near here, so I'm always afraid of lightning nowadays." Rogue responded. Sting sighed,
"Don't worry Rogue, I'm here to protect you now, so it'll be okay." Sting responded slightly hugging Rogue and chuckling. Rogue nodded in agreement.
The night was spent with them two talking and blabbing to each other about their recent journeys and what they hope would happen in the future, they planned to of course stay best friends forever and hoped that nothing would separate them because they thought that their friendship was worth everything, in which it probably was. It was amazing their friendship, it really was. Lecter had appeared when Sting was about 5 years old, and the moment where Lecter saw Sting fighting a beast, he knew he wanted Sting to be his master. Frosch, on the other hand, doesn't remember how exactly he met Rogue… neither does Rogue. They don't remember how they met each other, "Hey Sting?" Rogue said,
"Yeah?" Sting replied, petting Lecter's head.
"How did I meet Frosch?" Rogue added. Sting took a brief 5 minutes to think and eventually thought of the answer 'I actually can't remember.' And Lecter agreed with Sting. They laughed about how nobody could remember how Frosch met Rogue or vice versa.
The storm and the dark night continued and never really ended, they ended up sleeping in the hut because the thunder continued and never really stopped, "I'll admit, I'm scared of the dark, Rogue." Sting said. Rogue gasped out of wow, he didn't think that Sting could be afraid of anything, guess they were the same.
~END.
