A/N: I do not own Fairy Tail.

Yay, new chappie! Haven't updated for a while but better late than never, right? And if this sounds an awful lot like the previous one, Right Here, Right Now, it's because this was actually what I had in mind for that before it started...ummm...getting out of control XD

Anyway, this was (for the most part) inspired by supercell's Kimi no Shiranai Monogatari.

They lay side by side under the dark blanket of the night sky. Lucy was only barely aware of the humidity of the warm night wind, of the slight scratchiness of the cool grass beneath her, of the comfortable feel of his arm against hers. She was content to simply bask in the twinkling starlight and allow the magic of the moment to wash over her. She was glad Loke managed to coerce her into coming. Not that she had resisted all that much though.

"Come on, Lucy. It'll be fun, I promise," Loke wheedled.

She resigned herself to the inevitable. He wasn't going to give up easily and she didn't really feel like arguing with him tonight. Besides, it's not like she had a mission tomorrow anyway. Heaving a long-suffering sigh, she turned to Loke.

"All right. Fine. You win." The grin on Loke's face pushed her to add "But no funny business or I'm out."

"No funny business. Got it," he replied gamely.

Somehow, she had a feeling that it was going to be a long night.

"So, which one's your favorite constellation, Lucy?" Loke's voice brought her out of her reverie. He turned to lie on his side, an arm propping up his head as he stared down at her.

"Canis Minor," she replied, immediately thinking of Plue.

"Oh." He sounded disappointed. "How about your second-favorite?"

"Cancer."

"Third?"

"Lyra."

"Fourth?" he tried with a pout. Lucy made a conscious effort not to think about how cute it made him look.

"You're not going to stop until I say Leo, right?" she sighed. The wide grin on his face confirmed her suspicions.

"Fine." She smiled amusedly at the expectant look on his face. He was so predictable sometimes. "I guess Leo's not so bad."

The stricken look on his face had her giggling uncontrollably. With a huff, Loke lay back down on the grass and turned his gaze resolutely up at the stars.

"That was mean, Lucy," he whined childishly.

"I was just—"

"I mean, you totally crushed my self-esteem," he barreled on. "Now I feel like the lowest of the low, like I'm just dirt under the worm squashed under your shoe."

She rolled her eyes. He can be so melodramatic when he wanted to be. But then, she thought with more than a little affection, he wouldn't be Loke otherwise. Flamboyantly cheesy but sweet nonetheless.

"Okay, okay. I was kidding," she said unapologetically.

He immediately turned back to her, all smiles now. He scooted closer.

"So how high do I really rank on your favorites' list, princess?" Their close proximity had her wondering why she wasn't pushing him away like she usually did.

"Square root of one hundred forty-four, divided by six, minus one." She grinned at the focused concentration on his face as he mentally calculated her answer to his question. When his eyes lit up with genuine happiness, she knew he had figured it out.

"I knew it," he said with smug satisfaction.

"Right," she drawled. He so did not know it.

They settled back into comfortable silence. His hand brushed hers, sending delicious shivers up her spine. When their fingers intertwined, she flushed. Lucy prayed fervently that it was too dark for him to see. She snuck a peek at him. His self-satisfied smirk dashed her hopes that he didn't notice her redness.

He would never let her live this down. Neither would Happy or even Bixlow. She shuddered to think what Mira would do if she thought she harbored feelings for Loke. Mirajane as matchmaker was a disaster just waiting to happen.

"Do you know what my favorite constellation is?" He sounded distant, a faraway look in his eyes. Lucy paused, confused at the sudden shift in his mood. Was this a trick question?

"It's Leo, isn't it?"

"Nope." His suddenly unreadable gaze bore into her. At that instant, it felt like she was on the brink of an epiphany about him, about them, about herself. But she blinked, and the moment passed. She wondered what would have happened if she hadn't.

Loke raised his hands, letting go of hers in the process. Lucy berated herself for the stab of regret for the loss of his warmth. She really shouldn't be entertaining thoughts like this!

"The Summer Triangle," he murmured, peeking with one eye through the rough triangle he had formed with his hands.

"But that's not even a constellation." She was pretty sure it wasn't; there was no silver key for it.

"Details, details." He waved a hand dismissively. Lucy followed his line of sight and picked out Deneb and Vega but couldn't see Altair.

"Have you heard the legend about them?" He looked questioningly at her. She nodded. Of course she had. Knowing the stars was a crucial part of being a stellar spirit mage after all.

"Vega is Orihime, the weaver princess," she stated. "Altair is Hikoboshi, the man who fell in love with her."

"That's right." He nodded. "But they couldn't be together because he was from the sky and she lived on earth."

"That's—" she started, only to find herself stunned speechless by his intent gaze. She had a feeling that he didn't just make a mistake.

"The sky king took pity on them," she took over. "And he allowed them to meet for one day every year."

"But the chasm between earth and the heavens was too wide and they couldn't reach each other." Their faces only inches apart, his warm breath on her lips as he whispered the story of the stars to her. "So she cried and cried until all the other stars, who loved the princess with everything they had, convinced the sky king to help."

He was deviating from the story, she knew. But because she wanted to hear how his version plays out, she decided to keep quiet until the end.

"The sky king was moved by Orihime's tears and so gave her a magical key that would allow her to call Hikoboshi to her side."

Lucy felt herself mirror the wry smile he directed at her. She looked back up at the sky and finally found Altair. How could she have missed it? A sideways glance at Loke and she found the answer. It had always been there; she just didn't know where to look.

She traced a line from Vega to Deneb to Altair, completing the Summer Triangle. There. Orihime wouldn't miss her Hikoboshi anymore.

"Did you know that Deneb roughly means 'tail'?" she said conversationally, only a slight trembling in her voice betraying the overwhelmingly powerful torrent of emotion within her. "It could be the tail of anything though."

"And some say that Deneb was the fairy who watches over Orihime and Hikoboshi," he added, amusement twinkling behind his blue sunglasses.

She pondered on this as she unconsciously moved closer so they were pressed comfortably together. Somehow, the thought that their story will echo throughout the ages in the silently flickering stars of the heavens made her smile. Deneb, Altair, Vega. If Vega and Altair were to drift apart, Deneb would be there to bring them back together. It will always be the three of them, the Summer Triangle shining brightly in the dark sky.

"Loke?"

"Mm?"

"Why'd you bring me here?"

"To watch the meteor shower with me."

A pause.

"But that's tomorrow night, isn't it?"

A/N: I tried not to make it too angsty because I want to try writing other genres.

And for those waiting for a Dust and Shadow update: I have at least half the chapter already written so hopefully I'll update soon :)

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