Cobra sighed as he strutted down the street towards the orphanage, hoping he could get in a quick nap before he had to go to work. He doubted it. He definitely couldn't oversleep and be late, he had done that once and only once. It wasn't that his boss was harsh or scary, basically the opposite in fact. It was just that the nature of his speeches were, uh, uncomfortable to sit through.
Then there was the topic of that girl. He still couldn't figure out just why she seemed so familiar and it was bothering the hell out of him. That and the girl herself was bothering the hell out of him as well, she just didn't stop. Kinana had been incessant in her attempts to learn his name, of course he hadn't given in. Even when she wasn't bothering him over his identity, she was ranting about something.
Cobra finally reached the orphanage, plain and shitty looking. The sign had fallen off so long ago that not even Brain remembered the name of the place. None of the orphans there could comprehend how the place hasn't been shut down years ago, Brain must have connections.
"Hello Erik, welcome back," Hoteye jovially announced after Cobra had walked through the door. No one there, not even Midnight, minded using real names when Brain wasn't around.
"Hey Richard, imma take a nap, wake me up in 45." Cobra grumbled as he trudged into the room and collapsed onto the bed.
An awkward silence confronted Rogue and Kagura as they sat facing each other in a booth at the Lamia Scale burger joint. Rogue looked nervous and fidgety as Kagura held a stern glare.
"So…What made you change your mind after all these years?" She questioned. Rogue sighed and look straight at her.
"I guess I should be straight with you; the reason I've been turning you down all this time is be- "
"Is it because you're gay?" Kagura interrupted.
Rogue sputtered, "What? No! Would you just listen to me?" Rogue exclaimed. Kagura looked relieved and she nodded. "I've been refusing you because my father is in the hospital, I've visited him every day for years because I don't even know whether he'll still be alive the next day. He's basically forced me to not go just this one day, for you."
Kagura stared blankly, blinking a few times, "Wow, really doofus?! You were so afraid to tell me that?! You should have told me the first time; I could have just gone to visit him with you!" She exclaimed. Rogue looked somewhat baffled, and widened his eyes.
"So…you're not angry that I've been refusing you for so long?" Rogue asked timidly. Kagura snorted and rolled her eyes.
"Not nearly as angry as I'd been. In fact, I'm angrier that you've avoided telling me the truth for so long!" She retorted, her eyes fierce. Rogue inched back in his seat a bit, somewhat afraid.
"Yeah, I figured that part. Sting lectured me on it last week and it was actually my dad himself that was the deciding factor." Kagura nodded as Rogue explained.
"So what's up with your dad anyways, who is he?" Kagura asked. She had waited so long just for him to accept and she was going to get conversation out of him no matter what.
"We don't really know what the disease is, but it's really bad, he can barely ever even move enough to eat. Oh, and his name is Skiadrum Cheney." Kagura's eyes widened in shock.
"You mean like, Skiadrum Cheney the lead singer of The Dragons of Fiore?" She asked.
"Oh god…you know about that…" The pale boy whispered horridly, as the girl in the booth across from him erupted in laughter.
This was grueling, wretched, awful, and any other word synonymous with the event. Cobra had been late Damn you Richard, you had one job. The maroon haired teen grimaced as he attempted to retain his sanity through his boss' lecture.
"Erik are you even listening? We must uphold a sense of dignity and honor here at Crime Sorciere!" There was the other thing, the guy tended to use his real name a lot as well, "If we don't have honor, what do we have? How can we have a respectable work environment if you show up late?!" Cobra ended up tuning the man out until he calmed and finally gave him some instructions.
"There's a café some of my friends run that need us to make some deliveries to, you can handle that right? They're some good people and you might be making runs there more often." Cobra nodded, he actually had his driver's license just, well, not his own car. Crime Sorciere was actually one of those odd jobs places, took all sorts of crazy requests. This was one of the relatively easier jobs he'd partaken in so far. Don't even wanna think about the Quatro Cerberus incident. Cobra thought shuddering.
The place was founded and run by three people Jellal Fernandez, Ultear Milkovich, and Ultear's adopted daughter Meredy. The only employees were himself and another flamboyant guy who called himself himself Rustyrose. Apparently the boss, Jellal, had some girlfriend at Magnolia High. Something along the lines of Ezra Scorlet? He hadn't really been paying attention when he was talking about her. Despite the deranged concepts of his crew, the man paid pretty well.
He glanced down at the address Jellal had given him, particularly the café's name. Fairy Tail, huh? He'd heard Jellal mention them a lot, quite the praise might he add. Apparently they'd helped Crime Sorciere get on its feet in the beginning. Cobra guessed he'd be alright with making runs to the place more often, seemed like a pretty easy job overall. He parked the van around back and walked in through the front door.
"Yo, I got a delivery out back for you guys." He shouted, looking down at the clipboard of items.
"Cobra?" He heard a familiar voice, and looked up to see her pale face framed by dark purple hair.
"Oh fuck…"
Hey guys, sorry this isn't here when I said it'd be. I'll be bringing more of the slayer's stories into the fray next couple of chapters, so don't worry. Also I was wondering if you guys wanted more of the slayers added into the story. Ya know like Chelia, Orga, Zancrow and Gray? Or maybe even Acnologia and God Serena? Tell me in the reviews, and thanks for reading as always!
