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Ahahaha. Chapter 11, intense sh*t is about to go down!

A Touch

Sen ran away from Sting with tears that spilt down onto the ground as she ran. "He's the worst. Absolute worst." She stopped running as she saw no one behind her and just slid down the wall with her face in her knees crying. "Absolute worse." She kept saying as she remembered what he said to Natsu.
~Flashback~
"We killed our dragons with our own hands to become true dragon slayers."
~End~ (A/N: Short, I know. But I don't want to go to First person. :/ Sorry.)
Sen continued to cry but felt someone pick her up. She didn't need to know who it was since Lector jumped down from his shoulder onto her stomach.
Lector sat on her stomach as he felt himself getting lowered and higher from her breathing. Her hands were over her face as she still cried but she was settled a bit by being in Stings' arms. "I'm back." She said through her hands but could feel the smile on Stings' face as he tightened his hold on Sen.
They got to Sabertooth's' base for the tournament and went to his room before he set Sen down. He then sat in front of her. "You've been crying too much." He moved forward and licked her tears off her cheeks.
"Because you're a Baka!" Sen said as she stood up shocked he licked her face. She blushed at his action and kept her back to him so he couldn't see her blush.
"How am I a Baka?" Sting asked her as he stood behind her. "At least I let you explain but you haven't given me the chance to expl-" He was cut off.
Sen shouted, "You've explained enough!" her voice softened, "I know you've done it… but… the way you explained it to Natsu… That made me think you did it to cause harm to not just your dragon but the other dragons and their children." she cuddled herself as she said this to Sting.
Sting moved closer to Sen and touched her arm softly but she flinched at his touch. He took his hand back and sighed. "I can't tell you how much it hurts when you flinch from my touch." He turned around and sat on the couch with his head in his hands. "You don't know what you do to me. I regret killing my dragon because of you. I never regretted it before I knew you were raised by a dragon." He spoke softly as he tried to find the right words to say to her. "I thought I would never see you again. I thought you left me. I was really upset when you first left me and yet the second time was a whole lot harder. When I saw you again, I-I wanted to kiss you. I… wanted to hold you… I just wanted you. Then you left again. And then you came back after not even two days then ran off crying. I don't want to make you cry like that again." He stopped speaking then and silence overcame the room making Sen feel awkward.
Sen looked at the dragon slayer, "Are you serious? About the dragon? Do you really regret it?" she asked him seriously.
He looked up from his hands, and to Sen's surprise, tears had fallen from his cloudy blue eyes. "I am." He stood and moved towards Sen and Sen towards him.
Sen stopped as her hands moved out to touch his chest and feel his heartbeat. His heartbeat increased as she touched his chest and she softly smiled as his breath hitched in the back of his throat at her sudden touch.
He looked down at her before his hand moved to Sen's cheek and his thumb caressed her cheek bone. He leaned down and looked into her midnight blue eyes, "Have I told you that your eyes are the best eyes I've ever seen?" he smirked.
"No. But I would like you to say it more." She smirked back at him as she closed the tiny gap between their mouths. Sen's arms made their way around his neck and pulled him closer than he already was.
Sting's hands were on her waist as he also pulled her closer than she was. He picked her up and broke the kiss, "We can't take this any further. We have an audience." Sting chuckled at Lector whose face was all red.
Sen smiled at the little cat, "Sorry Lector." she moved and picked the little cat up in her hands and scratched under his chin also playing with his paws.