I assume that some of you have noticed that I put Rogue as one of the characters. Consider this to be something of a teaser for much later (since he and Sting technically don't show up until a lot later in canon). This chapter is a bit longer (okay, a lot longer), and it's done entirely from his point of view, as promised at the end of the last chapter. It's his first meeting with another dragon slayer. It's going to be embarrassing, blush-inducing, and very confusing for the poor little guy. But I have a very good reason for it. It might seem a bit OOC, but remember, this is ten years before the Grand Magic Games. People can change a lot in ten years (especially in a guild like Sabertooth...). But short of his questions, he's still a pretty quiet kid around other people. He's a lot louder in his own head.

Bit too much of an age gap between them for actual fluff, but...here's something sweet at the end of Valentine's Day. And for anyone reading this the day after, I hope that this makes for a good follow up to "Love Day"/"Singles Awareness Day".

October - X781

Location: Western Fiore

Ryos' P.O.V.

I shouldn't have come this way! I should have gone around the forest instead of trying to cut through it. Shortcuts always have problems. That's why people make long, safe trails around forests. Going straight through them, bad idea. Bad idea! Ryos, you are a complete and total moron!

I race through the woods, tripping over tree roots. This is a lot more than I bargained for when trying to figure out how to use this shortcut. One or two of these monsters, I could handle, maybe even half a dozen or a whole dozen. I'm a dragon slayer after all, so it's not like I'm too weak to fight. But a whole forest full of them? Not a freaking chance!

Vulcans…

I make it to a shadowed clearing, hoping that I'll be able to fight better there. Until I realize that I'm completely surrounded. No! Damn it! I spin around, looking for some way to escape, but there are vulcans everywhere I look. Moving long distances through the shadows is still hard for me, and I've been traveling non-stop for two weeks. I just can't do it. Despite that, shadows envelops my fists as I get ready to fight to the death. A death match is what I'm probably going to get out of these things.

But just as the vulcans start closing in on me, a familiar, but still foreign smelling breeze wafts through the trees towards me. Whats that smell…? It's like…a dragon? But…I don't know any dragons that smell like that.

A figure appears from the trees, wind swirling around it. "There's a whole lot of you, aren't there?" The voice is female, and it looks like she's way older than me, as well as a foot taller, easily.

The vulcans start growling all at once, so I sink to the ground and cover my head. And while I hate the idea of needing help, I can't be picking in this kind of situation. Please let her be here to help. Please…

An instant later, I feel a hand on my head, and the girl's voice echoes in my ear. "Stay down. It's about to get very windy here."

Windy? I raise my head just a little and see her stand up. My eyes drift to her hands, and I see sharp bursts of wind circling them like deadly weapons. She's a wizard!

"Hope you all weren't trying to make a snack out of this kid! I hate it when creatures like you think it's okay to go after children!" She whips her hands through the air, letting sharp blades of wind explode in every direction. "Now die!"

One after another, the vulcans start dissolving into nothing, obviously from the power of her magic. And I can smell it on the breeze, her magic, it smells so much like a dragon's magic. So much, that if I couldn't see her with my own eyes, I would have thought that a dragon was the one fighting in front of me.

In only a few minutes, the girl stands alone in the middle of the forest, most of the trees within two hundred feet of us mowed down by her magic. She looks winded, but not tired, and her gaze flickers from one spot to the next, scanning the area for more of those monsters.

"Looks like that's the last of them… Jeez…I wasn't expecting there to be that many. And I thought that the swamp's giant poisonous newts were bad…" Her magic calms and the breeze slows until it's nearly gone. She turns to me, walking over and crouching next to me. "Hey…it's alright, they're all gone now."

I raise my head and my voice shakes. "Th-thanks…" Damn it, why am I still so terrified?

She smiles gently and pats me on the head. "You're welcome, little one. Now then, what's your name?"

Ugh…not now… "Ryos…" It's not something I'm really proud of, but it's what I've always been called by Skiadrum.

"Ryos, huh…?" She laughs a bit, which only makes me angrier about it. "So…I've found myself a little lion."

"Don't tease me!" I swat her hand away and glare at her. "I hate it, I hate my name, it's stupid and…" But I can't find the words to express how much I hate it.

She sighs and gets back on her feet. "Come on little one, let's get you out of this forest. It's not a safe place to be, especially for a kid like you." She grabs my hands and pulls me to my feet. Then she raises a hand to my face and rubs under my eyes. "And let's dry those tears, shall we?"

Tears? I rub my eyes with my sleeves and they come away wet. "I was…crying?" No matter how bad things got, nothing ever made me cry like that before. Not since Skiadrum died... After he died, I'd sworn to myself that I wouldn't cry like that anymore.

She finishes wiping my face and gently strokes my cheeks. "There we go… I'm so sorry, you must have been scared. I smelled you over here, so I tried to get here as quickly as I could. But it was pretty far, so it took me a minute to get through the forest."

I look away from her, embarrassed by my complete uselessness. "I'm fine now…I don't need any help."

"Hm…I dunno about that." She frowns at me and stares at my left hand. "You're bleeding."

I turn my hand over and finally notice the blood. "Weird…I didn't smell it." I sniff the air, and it's strange. All I can smell is her…? "Who are you, anyway?"

"Me?" The girl grins and lets out a high, clear laugh. "You can call me Cia. Seems like you've got a good sense of smell…" She bends down to clean my hand and wrap a bandage around it. And she sniffs a little around my neck. "You smell…like a dragon. Well, blood too, but mostly a dragon."

"What!?" How does she know what a dragon smells like…? "How do you know that?"

She winks at me. "Well, that's because I know what dragons smell like. The nose always knows." She taps her nose and grins. "But you don't smell like Igneel, which means that whatever dragon you've been hanging around isn't the one I've been looking for. So tell me, are you a little dragon slayer?"

She knows!? That must mean… I look up at her curiously. "Are you a dragon slayer too?"

She nods slowly. "I'm the Wind Dragon Slayer. But I was raised by a fire dragon. His name is Igneel, and I've been looking for him for four years."

Four years…? That was when Skiadrum… I shake the thought from my mind. Skiadrum's death is not something I like to dwell on. Whenever I do, I feel guilty and alone. "My dragon is gone too…he was a shadow dragon."

"I see, so a Shadow Dragon Slayer?" She laughs again, and it makes me think of birds in springtime. "Looks like we're both the sneaky type. Usually I don't make such a big display of power. I was just looking for a good fight, it's been a while since my last one. And the job out here was a good opportunity to get my hands dirty." She turns around and bends down a bit. "Now, why don't you hop on, and we can get out of here."

I look at her like she's insane. "Are you crazy, lady? I'm nine, I don't need you to give me a piggy back ride."

That gets her laughing again. "I know that you don't need one, but it will go a lot faster like this. I'm planning on flying us out of here. And somehow, I doubt that you can fly."

I really don't want to get on, but we're in the middle of the forest, and it would take too long to get out of it by myself. "Fine…" I climb onto her back, and she picks me up like I weigh nothing.

"Ready?" She glances back at me worriedly. "We're going to go kind of high, so if you're scared of heights, say so now."

I shake my head. "I'm not scared of heights. But I do get motion sickness…"

"I see." She smiles as though she finds that funny. "Well, then hold on tight and just remember that I'm not a vehicle."

A vehicle? Wait, does she get motion sick as well? "Uh…lady? Do you get motion sick on vehicles as well?"

She shakes her head and crouches low to the ground. "No, but vehicles are the biggest cause of motion sickness, so I figured that your problem is with vehicles."

"Oh…" I curl my fingers into her shirt as I wrap my arms around her neck. "Let's go…I don't wanna stay here anymore…"

"Hold on tight!" She sinks a little lower, stopping abruptly, before gusts of wind swirl around us and she takes off into the air, soaring into the sky with me riding along on her back.

As we fly through the sky, I feel a little sick, but nothing as bad as those times I've been on trains. And once I shove my motion sickness into a place where it can't bother me, I look around to see a lot of nice scenery. The forest, hills, a river, and a lake off in the distance. It's all really pretty.

Cia's two long pink ponytails flutter over my head, a few of the strands brushing against my cheeks. Soft… Her hair is soft…and it smells good. Unlike the rest of her, which smells distinctly like a dragon, her hair smells like fruit and flowers.

Finally, I get the courage to ask a question that's been burning me ever since she showed up. "Um…Miss Cia? Why were you in the forest in the first place?"

"Huh?" She seems perplexed by the question. "What do you mean?"

I shift uncomfortably, trying to hide my flushed face. "I mean…why were you there? Were you trying to get somewhere? Or were you there to look for something?"

"Oh…I see." She shifts me higher onto her back, letting me see a little better over her shoulder. "Well, I guess that since you already know that I'm a wizard, I suppose that it wouldn't hurt to tell you that I managed to become an S-Class wizard in my guild about a month ago. Clearing the forest of an infestation of giant poisonous newts in the nearby swamp was my first S-Class job. Finding you in the forest kind of put a bit of a wrench in my plans, and I had to hurry up with the extermination. I smelled you from the swamp, and I figured that you needed some help, so I finished early. But I guess it all worked out for the best. Those vulcans were beyond the scope of my job, but they're gone now, and the surrounding areas are now safe for the villages in this region, as well as the travelers who pass through the forest and marshes when heading south."

"You're an S-Class wizard?" I'm not entirely sure how high of a rank that is, but it sounds like she's at least a pretty good wizard. "So…does that mean that you're strong in your guild?"

"Well, yes. But it means a lot of other things too. It means that my abilities have been recognized by the guild master as top class. I know that I'm just fourteen, which is a pretty young age to be making S-Class at, but Gramps let me take the trial early because I'm smarter than most of the others my age. I passed the test that he gave me, and now I'm allowed to take on the hardest jobs in the guild, the ones that most of the others aren't allowed to go on unless they have an S-Class wizard with them."

Wow…so she's really important then… "So…you're one of the strongest in your guild?"

She tilts her head and sighs. "Well, no…but that's a little complicated. I'm strong, that's for sure. But I don't just use power, I use my brain as well. Combining the two is how I succeed on jobs. But there are at least five people in the guild who are stronger than I am. Remember, raw power isn't everything. Your intelligence can be as deadly a weapon as any spell. And if you combine the two properly, then no one can beat you. Besides, I'm the youngest member of the S-Class, so I don't have as much experience as the others, and I'm a lot less powerful than they are. But that doesn't mean that I can't do the hard jobs. It just means that I have to be a little extra careful."

"I see…" So…she's not just strong, she's smart too. "Are there any ranks above S-Class?"

She nods. "In a guild, there's the guild master, who ranks above the S-Class. And outside of the guild is the Magic Council. They technically rank above the guild masters, but we don't exactly listen to them all that often."

You don't listen to the ones in charge…? What kind of guild are you in? But I don't ask, since I don't really feel like being complicit in whatever borderline illegal stuff she and her friends must get up to.

But as I look over her shoulder, I notice that the sun is starting to go down. "It's going to get dark soon…" I don't mind the dark, I just don't like traveling much when there's no light.

"Hm…you're right." She glances back at me again, then down towards the ground. "Well, I guess it's better if we head back to my camp for the night. I can fly well enough in the dark, but I would rather not risk dropping you by accident if something were to happen."

"Ok…" I have no problem with landing. Being up this high in the sky isn't something I'm really used to. At least, not since Skiadrum died.

Cia starts slowing down and losing altitude. The descent is smooth, and I don't get too terribly sick from it. And we touch down right in the middle of a small camp, complete with sleeping bag, blanket, backpack,a couple of logs for sitting on, and a firepit right in the middle. A small stack of firewood sits next to the pit.

She points to the sleeping bag next to the fire pit. "You can sleep in that if you like. I'm going to get the fire started back up."

I take one look at the sleeping bag and feel a little weird. "You want me to sleep in your sleeping bag?"

She frowns at me slightly. "Is that a problem? Do you not like sleeping bags?"

I shake my head. "No…it's just…that's your place to sleep." It sounds silly, but I just don't feel comfortable taking away someone else's sleeping place. "And I don't sleep much anyway…"

"Well that's not good!" She finishes putting wood in the fire pit and strikes a flint hard, producing a spark in one try and lighting the dry wood easily. She gets up and brushes the dirt off her clothes. "If you don't sleep properly, you won't grow. No wonder you're so small." She walks over and picks me up like a little kid, before sliding me into the sleeping bag. "Alright, all tucked in. Now, are you hungry at all? I've got some food if you want it."

"No, I'm fi-" But my stomach growls in protest, and I remember that I haven't eaten since yesterday. "…yes please…"

She snickers a little and pulls some bread and a couple of apples out of her bag. "Here, this should make that tummy stop rumbling."

I take the food quietly and bite into it. It's good… The food is a lot tastier than most of the food I usually eat. "Where did you get it…?"

She laughs again. "Well, I made the bread myself, and the apples are from my garden. I got a couple of apple trees a few years ago, and I recently moved them to my new house. It took a lot of effort though, it's hard to move fully grown trees."

So she has her own food…that's nice… I remember how I always used to beg for scraps when I was younger. And people stayed away from me, probably creeped out by my blood red eyes. "Miss Cia…why are you so nice to me?"

She blinks, seemingly confused. "Why am I so nice? Well, why wouldn't I be? There's no way that I could just ignore a hungry kid out in the middle of the forest, surrounded by a horde of vulcans. Call it nice if you want, but really, it's just how I am. When I was your age, I always had my big brother around to protect me. Now, it's my turn to do the protecting." She pats me on the head again with a smile plastered on her face. "And when you get bigger, it'll be your turn to protect someone too."

I take a few more bites of the food, before stopping again. "Why aren't you scared of me?"

"Scared of you?" Now she looks really confused. "Why would I be scared of you?"

I fiddle with the apple in my hands and turn it over, showing her the vibrant red of the skin. "People see my eyes…and they get scared."

"Your eyes…?" She sits down in front of me and looks me straight in the eyes, completely undaunted by their color. And in exchange, I get to see the depths of her eyes, which are almost as dark as the night itself. She smiles and rubs my cheek with her thumb. "I think you're eyes are really nice. They look like rubies from a pile of treasure."

I feel the heat rise to my face. No one's ever said that before…not even Skiadrum. "Thank…you…"

"Hm?" She looks at me quizzically. "You say something?"

I shake my head and bury my face in the sleeping bag. "No…"

There's a shuffling sound, and I feel a hand touching my head. "Alright, well I've got something to check on, so I'll be back in a little while. Half an hour, tops. I'll set a few enchantments around the camp to keep animals and people away. You'll be safe here."

I nod and huddle deeper in the sleeping bag, listening to her as she walks around in a circle, chanting spells in some language that sounds like a bunch of gibberish to me. But from where I'm peeking out of the sleeping bag, I can faintly see flashes of light as she sets the enchantments around the camp.

After a few minutes, she goes quiet, and I hear her walk away from the camp. I listen to her until she's too far away for me to hear anymore. I wonder where she's going…? Maybe she didn't finish her job because she was too busy rescuing me…

I try to fall asleep, but for some reason, I just can't calm down enough to close my eyes. What's wrong with me? I've never had problems with sleeping alone before… Even if I don't sleep well, I'm never had any trouble with the idea of sleeping alone. But for some reason, it becomes impossible to fall asleep with her gone.

Tossing and turning, I try to clear my mind and fall asleep. But I just can't, no matter how hard I try. So I lie awake, listening to the sounds of nature, stirring just outside the bounds of the enchantments.

When the half hour she promised is up, I hear footsteps striding through the grass towards the camp. Must be her…smells like it. I guess she was right about how long it would take.

I turn over as she comes closer. "Oh, you're not asleep yet?" She sounds surprised, as though she actually expected me to be asleep by the time she got back. "Is there something wrong? Are you too cold? Or are you still hungry?"

I shake my head, moving the sleeping bag. "No…I just can't sleep."

"I see…that's not good." She sits down next to me and hums a little. "I wonder what it'll take to get you to sleep…"

If it were as simple as just thinking about a solution, I would have done it already… I haven't gotten a full night's sleep since Skiadrum died.

She rubs my back gently, soothingly. "Do you want me to sing you a song? It might help you get to sleep."

I think about it quietly for a minute. I guess it's worth a try…I mean it can't exactly make things worse. "Okay…" But I just can't look at her face, because I'm sure that mine is burning.

She quietly clears her throat, and her voice is almost like a whisper on the wind.

Hey Fairy, where are you going?
I'm trying to assemble all this light.
I'll shine it down and make tomorrow bright!

I poke my head out as I listen, enchanted by the sound of her voice. She sings really well…

Now do you hear the voices calling out your name?
Because I lost my voice while doing the same.
I'll never quit until I feel your beating heart.

The sun and moon have joined in celebration.
Have you forgotten their affiliation?
When you're not here to share your laughter with me,
I just can't find my inspiration!
Now it's snowing, keep going, be honest, keep smiling cause we're approaching, the clock keeps on ticking, and it never stops!

Hey Fairy, where are you going?
I'm trying to assemble all this light.
I'll shine it down and make tomorrow bright…!

Don't say goodbye…

The song ends on a higher note, before fading into the night. I sit up, staring at the fire instead of her. "…you have a nice voice…" Then I get a little embarrassed. "…who was the song for?"

She glances at me, then smiles. "My brother. The two of us made it up about a year ago. We thought it was funny at first. But now, I sing it whenever I'm away from home. It's…a song for family."

"Oh…" So it's for her brother… "What does the song mean…?"

"What does it mean?" She seems surprised by the question. "Well…I guess it's something to make us feel better. To say that we're thinking about each other, even when we're not together. It's something to keep us inspired to do our best, and to support us when we're sad. It's saying that even if we're far apart, we'll see each other again soon."

"You miss him…huh?"

She nods slowly, but she smiles instead of looking sad. "I've been gone for three weeks this time, longer than any of my past jobs. Clearing poisonous newts out of an entire swamp takes a while, because I've been taking the eggs and relocating them as well. The problem is that the adults are impossible to move because they're very aggressive, and the slime on their skin is poisonous. So I had no choice but to destroy them. The newts are an invasive species, so they're not even native to this region. And they've been polluting the environment and attacking travelers. So something had to be done. That's why I had to leave for a bit. I as making sure that I didn't leave any eggs behind. I would have brought my brother with me, but knowing him, he would have destroyed the eggs as well, and that wasn't part of my plan."

"Oh…" It sounds like a hard job to me. If she's been moving the eggs by hand while avoiding the giant newts, then she's probably been doing a lot of flying lately. Guilt surges up inside me as I realize that I really caused her problems. "Sorry…if you hadn't rescued me, you wouldn't have had to go back and search the area again…"

She laughs lightly and pats me on the head. "It's fine. A few extra hours isn't going to make a difference at this point. I've been out here long enough that a little rescue at the end of a job is just a good way to end an unpleasant job. Now get to sleep, it's late."

I snuggle back into the big sleeping bag and try to go to sleep. But I end up tossing and turning again. "…I can't…"

"Hm… Can't sleep?" She touches the sleeping bag and peels it open. "In that case, maybe this will help." She slides into the sleeping bag with me and closes it back up. Her jacket and boots are gone, and I feel her cheek brush the top of my head. "If you're used to sleeping with a dragon, then maybe you just need a sleeping buddy."

My face nearly catches fire, and I try to hide it from her. "I'm not a baby, I don't need you to sleep with me."

"Baby, no. But you're still just a kid, and you're out in the middle of nowhere. It's normal to be scared. And even if you're not, you might still be too anxious to sleep." I see a hint of her smile as she wraps her arms around me. "Don't worry. I'll be here till morning. So sleep tight."

My heart pounds in my chest and my face flushes with embarrassment. She's treating me like a little kid! But… she's warm…and she smells good. And despite my pride stinging a little, I give in and snuggle closer to her. I guess maybe it's not so bad…

After a string of dreams about dragons, I open my eyes and see strands of pink hair in front of my face. It's light out, and as I shuffle slowly out of her grip, I can see her face a little. Her skin is all tanned…she must spend a lot of time in the sun…

Her eyes open slowly, and she smiles at me. "Looks like you're finally awake."

I suck in my breath. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up…"

She shakes her head. "I woke up a while ago. I just wanted to let you wake up before I started moving around. I figured that you're probably a light sleeper, so I wanted to let you sleep as long as possible."

After opening up the sleeping bag, she slips out and gets to her feet, putting her boots and jacket back on while I crawl out of the mass of fabric. "So…will you go home now?"

She nods slowly. "Yeah. My job is finished, so I'll just report in to the client, then head home to the guild." A smile crosses her face as she folds up the blanket and sleeping bag. "If you want, I can take you with me. I'm just going to Oak Town."

Oak Town? That's the town I was headed to before this whole mess started. "…Okay. I was headed there anyway…" I'd heard rumors of a dragon slayer there, and I wanted to check them out. Though I never expected to run into one on the way. Maybe she's with the guild there… She might be the one I'm looking for.

She carries the pack in one hand and crouches down in front of me. "Come on. We'll get there in ten minutes if we fly."

For the second time, I climb onto her back, holding on tightly as she takes off into the sky. I wonder how she got used to this… It's like she has no fear of falling out of the sky.

We fly over the marshes, and I can see some of the aftermath of a battle, probably hers. There are trees and rocks thrown everywhere, and more than a few pockets of pure carnage. But most of the marshes look untouched. She must have worked really hard to make sure that she didn't completely destroy the place.

She chuckles a little. "Wondering what I did down there?"

I nod slightly. "Looks like you really tried to destroy the place."

Another laugh, and she picks up a little speed. "Well I am a dragon slayer. It would be weird if I didn't destroy at least a couple of things. And those newts were gigantic, at least four times my size! I'm actually amazed that there's still that much of the place still intact."

Ugh…I really wish I didn't understand her joke… While I often wish that I could say that I've never destroyed anything I wasn't supposed to, that would be lying. The landscape just ends up destroyed around me. Not as bad as the marshes, but enough to be visible.

A few minutes later, we land in the town, and Cia walks up to a building. "I'll be a couple of minutes inside. I need to report in and collect my money before I leave."

"Okay." I wait outside while she goes in to talk to her client. So…where do I go now? If she's the dragon slayer that I'm looking for, then maybe I can find her guild if I follow her. Getting some wizard work is my best chance at making some money. Because I really don't feel like living out in the middle of nowhere anymore.

A couple of minutes later, Cia comes back out with a smile. "Alright. I guess it's time for me to head home." She turns to me and crouches down in front of me. "I guess this is where we say goodbye Ryos. I've got to head home."

I fidget a little, before plucking up my courage. "Are you…a member of the guild here?"

She looks surprised. "You know about the guild here?"

I nod. "Yeah…I'd heard about a dragon slayer here…so I came to join."

A painful frown crosses her face for an instant. "Well, I'm not part of the guild here. My guild is a little further away from here." Pursing her lips, she closes her eyes. "Hm…" Then she reaches around to the back of her neck and pulls a delicate chain over her head, being careful not to catch it on her hair. She holds up a silver necklace, shaped like a dragon. "Well, if you want to join the guild here, then I wish you luck. And this charm should help you get there." She smiles and presses it into my hand. "Consider that my wish. From an older dragon slayer to you, I wish for you to grow up and become strong. Alright?"

I'm a bit shocked, but I just nod quietly. "Alright."

She pats me on the head and stands up straight, taking off her jacket and stuffing it into her pack, before sliding the straps over her shoulders. "Take care, Ryos. And I hope that we see each other again when you're a big and powerful wizard."

As she turns away, I notice a silver emblem on her left shoulder, but the sun is shining off it, making it hard to make out the proper shape of it. What emblem is that…?

But before I have the chance to ask, a couple of people come walking down the street. And they're not the quiet type. "Oh, is that a Fairy I see?"

Cia turns around, a glare blooming on her otherwise pretty face. "You have got to be kidding me…"

The two wander up, looking rather cocky. "Well, looky here. I've been wanting to pluck a couple of fairy wings and hang them on my wall."

At first, it looks like she's going to fight them, but she just shakes her head. "I'm not going to break the inter-guild treaty just to deal with you two. Try picking a fight with someone else, Phantoms."

Completely ignoring the two wizards, she turns away and spares me a single glance, before wind swirls violently around her, forming two gigantic wings, made of nearly transparent silver wind.

"How beautiful…" And old man pokes his head out of the building she came out of earlier. "A dragon slayer's wings…"

I stare in amazement as she takes off and flies away. No…those aren't the wings of a dragon slayer. Those are the wings of a dragon. Who is she…? I rub the necklace between my fingers, they feel like they're burning from contact with her necklace. Turning it over in my hand, I find a set of runes on the back. Runes that I can read.

Roar with the heart of a dragon.

And that's precisely what's burning inside me right now.

For those of you who recognize the song lyrics (which should frankly be most of you), they're the translation of "Snow Fairy" by Funkist, done by Nathan Sharp. He's got a few youtube channels, and he does a lot of english covers for anime theme songs. I highly recommend giving him a listen. He's got several of the Fairy Tail theme songs on his channel. And if you look up his covers on I-Tunes, you might be able to find them there as well. I used them instead of the direct translation, since they seem more like the kind of words that a couple of teenagers would use, and the song was a good choice since I feel that it really embodies Fairy Tail. And because I really like listening to his singing…he's awesome.

Also, I tried to keep Rogue in character, but I still wanted to make him just a little bit of a crybaby when he was little (teasing material for later). He's got this adorable soft side, but a typically quiet and kind of obstinate outside. Though I imagined it to be a little less before joining Sabertooth. Anyway…these two aren't going to see each other again for a long time, but it's going to make their dynamic a little rough at first. Personal history tends to do that after years of not seeing each other.

But that's a tale for another time…

Loke's arrival is up next. But it's going to take a little longer, since I've got mid-terms at the end of the week that I've got to study for. Anthropology, Geography, and English. So if anyone wants to make a suggestion for how Loke shows up at Fairy Tail, feel free.