Chapter 11

Lucy groaned as she cracked an eye open, only to shut it a second after. The sunlight peering through her curtains was too damn bright. She yawned and stretched all of her limbs out, enjoy the small pops here and there. Slowly sitting up, she winced as she saw her still destroyed room. She hasn't bothered to clean anything up, she supposed she should probably do that. She swung her legs over the end of the bed, and got up to do her shit, shower, and shave routine. She felt a breeze on her back, and she turned around to see her broken window. Oh yeah...that's something she definitely had to fix. As she started with her cleanup, she began to think of her next course of action. She was happy to say that her love for Natsu has crossed the border to platonic. That crack in her heart was starting to heal, and it gave her hope for the others. Her team might take some time to get back on the level that they were, but she wasn't that worried about it. They were the most understanding and caring people she's ever met, so she knew they didn't hold a grudge against her.

Gajeel was a different story. She knew that that problem wouldn't fix itself with any ease at all. As much as she could, she would try to support his decision with Levy. She had a feeling that something was going through his mind, so she would try not to be selfish. But just thinking about them together constricted her heart. She took a deep breath as she took a break from cleaning, and looked out the window. She realised that she would try to at least restore their friendship, or at least whatever they had before all this started. They first met each other on bad blood, but she sure as hell didn't want it to end that way. She couldn't talk to him directly, he was too sore in the ass about her for that. A lightbulb went off in her head and she reached for Crux's key, but she froze when another person that she needed to cut the fray off with popped into her mind. She would know where to find what she needed anyways. With her new found plan in place, she left her half-cleaned apartment and jogged to the guild.


When she opened the doors to the guild, the first thing she noticed was the lack of Gajeel and a brooding Levy. That was surprising. Maybe they were having issues...after only a few days? She looked over at her team and gave them a smile and waved when they smiled back at her. That warmed her heart a little. She strolled up to the bar, and snuck around it when Mira wasn't looking. She saw Laxus raise an eyebrow at her from his table, but she chose to ignore him. He could stick his nose somewhere else for a second...even though she really should thank him at some point. She tiptoed behind the barmaid and tapped her shoulder.

Mira squealed and turned around, covering her mouth with wide eyes. Lucy giggled at her reaction. "Jesus, Lucy! What was that for?"

Lucy rubbed the back of her kneck. "Sorry, Mira. I was hoping we could talk?"

Mira smiled at her, and waved down Kinana. "Kinana! Cover me for a while!"

"Sure thing!"

She grabbed Lucy's arm and led her to the back of the guild. "I know just the spot!"

This spot was apparently a broom closet, that honestly was the only place in the guild that a broom needed to be used on. They both sat on apple crates as Lucy told her what was going on with her and Gajeel. She decided not the tell her about Natsu for sake of the fact that Lisanna was her sister, and she honestly didn't think it was Natsu's fault. She did tell her about Aquarius, and why her and Laxus were so close all of the sudden, because honestly, she deserved to know. So, after what seemed like hours, and a shitload of tears on Mira's part, she finally got to the part where she needed Mira's help.

"I have a plan, and I'm really hoping that you could tell me where you get the iron that you give to Gajeel is. Where do you get it from?"

"Oh, Lucy, I don't get it directly myself. We buy our stock of supplies from traders. But I do know where they get it. It's a little ways from here, not too far from Mt. Hakobe really."

Lucy beamed. "Thank you, Mira! Could you make me a map?!"

Mira nodded and hugged the girl. "Of course! And when you get back, me, you, Erza, Cana, and all the girls should have a girl's day at the baths."

Lucy smiled as she broke the hug. "That would be great, Mira. I feel like I've somehow abandoned everyone."

"Don't think that, Lucy. We've all had different thing on our plates after the war with Tartaros. The way we deal with grief differs, but I can assure you that no one thinks that about you. We're all family, and we will always look out for each other when it counts. You just have to know how to ask for help."

Lucy's eyes watered as she looked at the beautiful woman in front of her. "Thanks, Mira."

"Of course." She smiled brightly as she hugged the girl again.


Lucy panted and heaved as she hiked up the god forsaken mountain. All this, just for some fucking iron. She grumbled as she neared her destination. Tears of relief flooding down her face when she finally got there. She had to admit, the pure iron ore looked like complete shit on the side of the mountain. Like a giant monster just decided to get up and cozy with the mountain wall, and squat one out. She wrinkled her nose at her own thoughts as she called out Taurus, who promptly cut off a few chunks for her. She thanked him as she grabbed a bunch, and headed back home.

Once she got back into the comfort of her own home, she decided to start on her project. She found the iron flower that she chucked out of her window, and put it in a small vase that sat on her desk, next to her unfinished movel. She lit a candle and grabbed a knife as she sat at her desk. Taking the iron ore, she placed it above the candle and waited for it to start melting. It took centuries, she had basically grown old by the time she got it to be able to mold.

Many burns and hours later, with bandages wrapped around all of her fingers, she put her finish product down to cool. It was supposed to be a bunny, albeit a very strange looking bunny. She laid her head back as she silently cheered her accomplishment. She had a giant respect for Gajeel's magic now. With her shaky hands, she got out some paper and started to write the letter she'd been planning all day. The words flowed freely and extremely easily since they were her honest words, coming from her heart. She only hoped that he would spare it a glance without ripping it to shreds and eating the bunny.

She sighed as she finished. Now the only thing to do was to break into his house and place them there, and hopefully get out without him knowing.


Gajeel trudged to his house with slumped shoulders. He had tried, he really tried to make things work out with Levy, because he knew how much she cared for him. After a few days, though, he couldn't do it anymore. All he ever thought about was Bunny, and he felt like a bastard for doing that to Levy. Thankfully, he was able to break things off with the girl without resentment, and they agreed to staying friends. He entered his home with a deep sigh as he thought about Lucy, he thought he was going crazy when he smelled her scent. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw a letter and a weird iron object sitting on his kitchen table. He neared it warily, and gingerly picked it up. It was the shitiest craftsmanship he'd ever seen, but he could still tell what it was, and he could tell it was homemade, that was blatantly obvious. He set it down and picked up the letter addressed in his name. He took a deep breath and opened it, and his heart almost broke at the words.

Dear, Gajeel.

I know you're mad at me, but I hope you'll take the time to read this. I've messed up with alot of things. Many things before I messed up with you. I was shattered, broken on the inside, and I convinced myself that nothing could help that. I was heartbroken, so much so, that I didn't want to risk letting anyone in. That's why I never wanted to be something more with you. You see raindrops fall on the window, as they chase each other to their destination. You can always see one moving slower than the rest, trying and failing to move forward alongside its companions. That's how I felt for a long time.

I tried to protect myself against you, but you crawled your sexy ass into my heart anyways, I was just a fool not to admit it to myself. I thought I was protecting my heart by rejecting you, but I only hurt it further, by hurting you. Everything I said that day was a lie. It means everything to me. It always meant something to me.

I know you have the potential to be happy now, and if you are, then I will be happy for you as well, even though I won't lie anymore, and I will be a jealous bitch. I just hope that we can at least still walk on the same ground together. We've been through too much just for it to be spoiled by my mistake. You will always be my friend, my comrade, if nothing more. I will always be proud to be apart of the same guild together. I will admit it to myself and to you, at least once more. I love you, Gajeel. From the bottom of my fucked up heart. I hope you will at least accept the bunny as a token that I won't abandon our friendship, no matter what. I will always be your Bunny-girl.

"Damnit, Bunny." Gajeel muttered as a few tears leaked out of his eyes. He laid the letter down and picked up the bunny again. It was small, and thoroughly fucked up, but he could see how it related to Lucy, in every way. It was special. He called on his magic and made a small hoop at the top, along with a chain. He put it around his neck and slipped it under his shirt. "You'll always be my Bunny-girl."


Lucy tiredly slipped into her apartment. The girls' day was exhausting, but she was glad it happened. She was able to amend all of her friendships, and it barely seemed like there was even a rift to begin with. Levy wasn't there, but she had a feeling that was Mira's doing. Her heart felt alot lighter now, but she still felt an anchor pulling it down. She knew it wouldn't heal overnight, but she could tell that it was on the right track. She hoped Gajeel read her letter. In all honestly, she hoped that he would realise she was being honest with him, and swoop in and they could fuck each other's brains out once more. It was wishful thinking on her part, but she missed him terribly.

Her steps faltered when she entered her now clean bedroom, to stare at her desk. Right on top, was a letter addressed to her, with a small iron dragon sitting on top of it. "No way.."


Can we all throw our hands in the air and say, "fucking finally!" Yeah, she really needed to get her shit together. So glad she's starting to! Hopefully it's smooth sailing from here...hehe