Yukino Agria stumbled through the doors of Sabertooth, smiling triumphantly at the same time limping from a dozen wounds. "I did it." She smiled at the stunned members of Sabertooth. "I completed the Undead Army request."

"YOU IDIOT!" Sting and Rogue barreled over to her, both Dragonslayers making a huge fuss over her. "Honestly, I was joking about you taking down that Necromancer!" Sting yelled, dragging her over the infirmary where he grabbed some fresh bandages left handily on top of a table.

"You shouldn't take such risks." Minerva chastened Yukino as she settled down next to the two boys, snatching the roll of bandages out of Sting's hands. "This is a woman's job, Master, unless you would like to undress her when you're tending to that wound over her breast?"

Sting's face popped into a crimson shade only rivaled by Yukino's blush. "Sorry." He slunk off, with a distressed Lector trying to console him.

Rogue chuckled as innocent Frosche just tilted his head to one side in happy confusion. "Eh?" "Never mind them, Frosche. Come on, let's find a job to take." "Okay!"

"What were you thinking?" Minerva murmured to Yukino as the older woman began cleaning and binding the multiple gashes on the Celestial Wizard's body. "That was a dangerous job that Rufus warned you not to take. And his hunch is usually right."

"Well, I needed the money." Yukino drew in a breath sharply as Minerva pressed disinfectant into a deep wound on her thigh. "Ah! That stings."

"Sorry." Minerva continued to tend to the wounds for a few moments in silence, and gave the girl a quizzical look. "Sting was unusually worried about you taking that job. He was about to come running to your aid like some knight in shining armor before he found out that to travel to the graveyard one must ride the train."

Yukino chuckled before yelping when Minerva bound the wounds tightly. "He's just being…ouch!...friendly."

"You remember the time when Olga came back from the mission in Lotus Village covered with blood from head to toe?" Minerva pointed out. "Sting was as unsympathetic as Kagura with Archenemy."

"Because the blood covering Olga-san wasn't even his own." Yukino retorted, gripping the chair as Minerva rebound the last and deepest wound over her stomach. The older woman sighed as she leaned back, wiping her hands with the cloth. "There you go. Hope it'll feel better soon."

"Thank you, Minerva-sama." Yukino stood up, wincing as a dozen parts of her body groaned in protest. "I should head home."

"Sleep well." Minerva smiled a rare smile and set off to the kitchen, hoping to dish up something delicious for the guild. "Maybe I'll bake a cake…and invite Erza over…"

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Yukino walked carefully home, taking it slow. She really didn't want to open any of her wounds again, a mistake she did before. As she reached her home, a quaint little apartment in town, she pushed open the door. There was an apothecary right under her home, but the owner was sweet and cheerful.

"Home again, Miss Yukino?" The girl chirped, bustling over to clasp Yukino's hands. "Glad you're here!" She lowered her voice, gesturing upwards. "You have a visitor. Some boy with wild blonde hair said you'll understand if he came."

"O-oh." Yukino was startled but not surprised. It wasn't the first time that the White Dragonslayer had barged into her home, almost exactly like the Fairy Tail Dragonslayer Natsu. Heck, maybe that's why he did it. "Thanks, Clarisse."

"You're welcome!" The girl propelled herself back to her jars of herbs behind the counter as Yukino ascended the stairs hidden behind the blue curtain that shielded it from customers. She turned the corner only to be shoved by a pair of strong arms into the wall. She cried out in surprise and pain.

"S-sorry!" Sting looked horrified at her pained expression, quickly releasing his grip on her arms. "I forgot."

"It's fine…what are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see if you're okay." He deadpanned, leaning against the wall. "I kind of botched that, didn't I?"

"Sting-san, you're sweet to come check on me…" Yukino admitted, "but honestly, I'm fine. I've had worse injuries in the past."

"That doesn't mean you can just walk around like a punching bag all day." Sting rebutted. "People care for you, and they wouldn't want to see you hurt."

"Thank you, but I can take care of myself, can't I?" Yukino smiled gently, walking forward until she was standing in front of the Sabertooth Master. "Look at me. I'm alive, aren't I?"

"Yes…but you're hurt." Sting replied in a soft voice, straightening and taking her hands, in a much gentler grip than she would've thought him capable of. "And I hurt to see my comrades hurt."

"S-sting-san…?" Yukino stuttered. "What are you-"

His lips were molding onto hers before she can register anything else. Her muffled squeak died away as he gripped her arms carefully, ensuring they weren't gripping her wounds, and pushed her back against the wall. Yukino tentatively kissed back, moaning in bliss as his tongue caressed hers, and for a moment they were lost in their own little world.

"I thought I might find-HOLY SHI…..!"

"Fro thinks so too!"

The two jerked away as a stunned Rogue and Frosch quickly backed away from the two, just after ascending the stairs. Somewhere from below Clarisse was yelling, "Am I missing something, ma'am?!"

"No no, you keep doing what're you're doing." Rogue's face was a red color as he grabbed his still innocent Exceed and he bolted down the stairs two at a time before Frosch became anything but.

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Clarisse looked up as the dark-haired man with the green cat in a frog costume rocketed down the stairs, his face red as a beet. "Excuse me, Rogue, was it? Would you mind explaining what the heck is going on up there? Is my tenant making babies or something?"

That alone was enough to make Rogue choke and lose his dignity completely.

Wow, that escalated quickly, didn't it? Let me know if you thought that too rushed or something. Last chapter coming up: Rogue and Kagura!