Disclaimers: I do not own Fairy Tail.

A/N: Happy Valentine Day.

Okay, finally, I'm getting around to the sequels. I hope they can live up or even surpass the originals, (Please, no Star Wars comments). I like to thank Tenryu no hoko for their help in exchanging ideas and basically betaing this chapter. Go check their stories out if you have a chance.

Also, check out The Wild Master, A Child of Fire and Brimstone, and Elemental Spirit Mage if you have the chance.

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Chapter 2

Arrival to Crocus

Magnolia X790

Flashback

He was watching the speculate from atop of the hill that overlooked Magnolia, taking in the sight with glee in his heart. The fire mage was on his way to the guildhall when he heard the commotion coming from the center of town and upon activating his lacrima, he was able to see the source of it.

Through his enhance vision and his nemesis's distinct hair color, he was easily able to make out Chelia and what seemed to be a mob of the paparazzi swarming her from all sides, seemingly asking her a barrage of questions and if her facial expression was anything to go off of, they have been doing this for quite some time.

"What are your thoughts on the Pergrande Kingdom civil war that has been raging for the past five years? How do you feel about it possibly spilling over into the surrounding countries?"

"Is it true that Sabertooth has made numerous offers for you to join their guild? Is there a possible god-slayer team-up between you and Orga in the near future?"

"Are the allegations true that you are seeing someone? Sources say that you and Arashi have been in constant contact for nearly a month!"

These and much more were asked by the reporters and whatnot as they surround the god-slayer, a small fish in a sea of sharks and Romeo was the fisherman watching it happen as a breeze came up from behind him.

"It's funny, she could no doubt blow them all away if she could but she can't", he chuckles, "Though I would love to see the headlines "Crazed Pop Idol Attacks Reporters!"

It was not long after Romeo made this comment that he notices Chelia's head perk up and she began looking in his general direction.

...

In fact, she was looking eerily close to where he was sitting.

"I'm pretty sure god-slayers don't have enhanced hearing. There's no way she heard me, right?", Romeo says but a moment later he finds himself locking eyes with the Lamia Scale's mage and she was far from excited to see him.

Without warning, Chelia leaps out from among the mob, landing at least fifty yards from them before suddenly taking off in a magical dead sprint, her speed greatly boosted by the black winds trailing behind her.

Romeo watches on as she quickly leaves the border of proper Magnolia and heads straight into the woods before turning left…

And coming straight toward him.

"You have got to be kidding me", he says as he gets up and watches her get closer. Within moments, Chelia came skidding to a halt in front of the fire mage, her arms crossed in annoyance while the usual scowl was planted on her face.

"Enjoying the show?", she hisses and Romeo could see that her black winds have yet to fade, a clear sign that she might just be itching for a fight.

"I was", he shrugs, "But then it started to get boring after a while but I got nothing else going on today so I decided to keep watching."

The god-slayer narrows her eyes, "You sure make a lot of jokes at my expense despite the fact I can easily mop the floor with you."

"Care to test that theory?", Romeo counters.

Chelia scoffs, "Ha, compare to me you're nothing more than a little firefly caught in a storm, trying it's hardest to beat the inevitable and failing all the same", she says right before putting a hand on her chin, "You know, that's a good nickname for you and your pathetic magic, "Little Firefly", seem to fit", as then uses her other hand to compare the height difference between her and the fire mage, which she had a good couple of inches over him in, "Think I might start calling you that from now on."

Oh yeah? Well, you're nothing more than a Dark Sky Angel putting on an act", Romeo counters and Chelia instantly narrows her eyes and clenches her fists.

"What did you call me?", she growls.

"Dark Sky Angel", Romeo repeats, "I believe it's the Isvanian term for a wolf in sheep's clothing. You're basically a demon disguised as an angel. At least, that's what I heard on that lacrima documentary on Isvanian culture I watch the other day. I really didn't get to finish it though because-"

"I know what it means and I don't care about your stupid documentary!", Chelia snaps as she takes a menacing step forward, "I just what to know if I'm hearing things or did you seriously just call me a-"

"If the word you're thinking about starts with a "b" and rhymes with ditch, then yes", the fire mage cuts her off.

The magic level of both mages spikes as the grass around Romeo started to slowly burn away while the flowers nearest to Chelia began to get torn to shred by the violent winds radiating off of her.

It was then that Chelia suddenly took a attack stance, with her left open palm hand coming up next to her head while the right was stretched outward toward Romeo while also open palm. She also shifted her feet so that one was in front of the other.

The brazeness of the sudden aggressiveness caught Romeo off guard at first, but within a blink of a eye, he brought his own fists up and prepare for what he knew was bound to happen eventually between the two slayers.

"Alright then, enough talk. Let's settle this once and for all", he growls as both mages were about to make their first moves.

"Hi, Romeo! Hi, Chelia!", a voice rings out and the two of them look down the hill to see a smiling Asuka coming up toward them, waving with one hand while the other was being held by her mother.

The two teens instinctively drop their stances and plaster fake smiles on their faces. They began waving back at the girl, dropping their magic levels in the process.

"I got one question for you, you spoiled diot", Romeo said through his teeth while still waving, "How did you know I was over here? There's no way you heard me for that distance."

"You ever heard the saying that voices carry on the wind? Well, guess what Sky God-Slayer magic allows me to do?", she answers while still maintaining a smile as Asuka and Bisca got closer, "Also, you stand out a lot among all this green with your crappy choice of fashion."

"Stuck up, Dark Sky Angel", Romeo says.

"Scrawny Little Firefly", Chelia counters.

On the Train

Present Day

"Chelia has never been like that before when it came to kissing me", Romeo thought as his thoughts dwell on his girlfriend and how she was surprisingly aggressive today in her kiss at the train station. Usually, she gave him a heads-up or at least ask if she could kiss him, but nope; she just grabbed him by his scarf and lifted him up like a rag doll and had her way with his mouth; not that he was complaining though. He actually found it….intriguing?

"Oh gods, do I have some sort of complex or something? Do I want her to do that more often?", he thought before noticing a hand waving out of the corner of his eyes. With a huff, he slightly turns his head to look at the person across from him, a neutral expression etched upon his face.

"Can I help you?", he says to the one person he didn't want to pay a shred of attention to and for good reason. Up till now, he had been doing all he can to just ignore them but focusing his thoughts on Chelia could only get him so far.

Eleven years.

For eleven years he hasn't seen so much as a hair of the woman who brought him into this world and for eleven years she had every opportunity to come back into his life but chose not to. But yet, here she was sitting quietly across from him in a near-empty train compartment. To think that all it took him for him to see his mother again was getting a girlfriend.

"There are a few things you need to know before we get to Crocus", The ex-wife of Macao Conbolt said after taking a moment to study her son' s mood.

"Other than the fact that it's the largest city in the country and one of the largest on the continent?", Romeo says.

...

"Stay calm, Enno. You already knew that he wasn't going to be exactly happy about all this", Enno tells herself as she took a deep breath, "It's about where you'll be staying at, my dancing studio."

Now Romeo's full attention was focus on Enno though there were no changes in his expression.

"Now as you are probably not aware of, my dance studio also functions as the living quarters for myself, my staff, and the students who don't have a place to stay while attending my school", she began, "Therefore, there are go-"

"How many people?", Romeo blurts out, cutting Enno off.

"Well, people come and go all the time. Different classes have a different amount of people, so I really can't give you a solid gue-", Enno says.

"How. Many. People?", Romeo asks again, not caring in the slightest that he raised his voice while doing so.

…

"During the day, there can be well over a hundred people, little under half of that at night counting the security staff", Enno finally confess.

Romeo quickly and silently turns his head back toward the window, the rapid tapping of his foot on the floor the only indication of irritation that anyone could see.

Enno could feel her heart slowly start to break, "Romeo, I realize this isn't ideal for you, but you'll be living on the top floor alongside me and the rest of the staff. There's even a secondary elevator that you can take to avoid most of the building's occupants."

But Romeo was paying her no mind as all of his attention was once more focused on the passing landscape and the compartment fell quiet once more as his foot stopped tapping.

The full moon shone high as the train pulled into the station, its whistle echoing throughout the nearly desolated area. What few patrons were marauding around the platform were reinforced by the less than two dozen passengers that exit the locomotive alongside Enno and Romeo who immediately made their way toward their destination, the boy keeping a considerable distance from his mother. He stops momentarily and takes a better look at the direction they were going in.

Now, this wasn't his first time arriving into Crocus at night though it was later than when he usually arrived with the guild for the games in the past years. They always came a night early in order to get their rooms along with avoiding the crowds for Romeo's sake. Now while normally he would be heading to the Solina District on the west side of the capital where you would find the cheaper inns and stores of the city, he notices his mom was making her way down the road to the east side or more specifically, the Caruta District.

From what little Romeo heard about that part of the Crocus, it was where all the wealthier merchants and their shops reside. It was also where the lower nobility such as Barons and a couple of knights lived and despite their titles, most of them were barely above the mayors of major cities, including Magnolia, on the social ladder of Fiore. Now he has also heard that a number of non-mages guilds along with a few smaller factories have set up shop there as well in recent years but it this wasn't unusual. The merchants, crafters, laborers and even the performers' guilds are known to set up their headquarters in a nation's capital or at the very least, their largest city in order to get the most work.

"But still, her studio must be something if we're heading that way", Romeo thought right before he was about to take off after Enno.

His foot was barely off the ground when the hairs on his neck stood up and a weird feeling washed over him. He looks behind him and sees nothing but an empty street behind him, filled with nothing but lit streetlights, but something caught his eye in the way back of the street, nearly a quarter-mile down the way. What seemed to be three gray hooded figures were standing near a streetlight in a triangle formation with their heads bow down toward the ground, but their hands were clasp in prayer. The fog was starting to come in and Romeo was finding it hard to get a good look at the trio but he had the distinct feeling that whatever they were doing wasn't a regular occurrence around these parts.

"What the heck?", Romeo whisper before closing his eyes and activating his lacrima. When he opened them again, he is surprised to see that the people have vanished without a trace, as if the fog had shallow them up.

"Everything okay?", Romeo hears his mother asks and turns around to see her looking down at him.

Enno leans back a little as she finds herself being taken back by Romeo's dragon-slayers eyes, "Wow, just like Natsu's", she states before getting a hold of herself, "Is everything alright?", she asks again.

Romeo deactivates his lacrima and gives it a sec for his eyes to return to normal.

"I thought I saw a group of people at the end of the street", he answers as he points at the streetlight.

Enno gives her son a quizzical look, "A group of people outside at this time of night?", she says as briefly turns her attention to a nearby local miniature clock tower, its hand showing that it was five past midnight, "That unusual. The only people out at this hour in groups are people getting off the train or the city guards."

She then takes a look around at the fog rolling in blanketing the area in a eerily white , "That's strange. Fog doesn't usually come around this time of year and whenever it does, it's never this heavy."

It didn't take long for Enno to get an uneasy feeling in her chest, one that she hasn't felt in a long time. It reminds her of all the times she spent on the road during her traveling days where she had to sleep with one eye open whenever she camped out in the woods because she didn't have enough money for an inn, "Let's get going."

The duo made their way down the dark empty street, keeping a keen eye on everything around them. Romeo constantly found himself looking over his shoulder as he was unable to shake the feeling that he was being watched. With one of his hands being used to carry his luggage, he was using his empty hand to gather magic, preparing himself to cast a spell at a moment's notice.

He felt like the whole city was watching him, but there wasn't another soul around except for his mother. He could feel his heart starting to race, it's rapid beating the only sound he was able to hear on this eerily quiet night. He was half-tempted to reach in his bag and pull out one of the vial Porylusica gave him to calm himself but shook away such thoughts. Maybe he was overreacting, just making a big deal out of nothing due to all stress that has been put on him today, with the media, his mom showing up, and whatnot.

"She will bring about the winds of change", is suddenly whisper from the fog.

Romeo and Enno both stop in their tracks just barely outside the illumination of a nearby streetlight. The two of them began swinging their heads in all directions, frantically trying their hardest to locate the source of the voice but once more there was no one to be found.

"Her winds will topple the monuments of man", come from behind them and the mother and son turn around to see that only the darkness greeting them.

The second Romeo turns back around he felt a nearly overwhelming presence covering the area around him, as though the air itself was trying to oppress him. He recalls only feeling like this only once before and that was right before his first fight with Chelia. But unlike his girlfriend, this aura was so powerful that he found himself unable to move and it forces him to hunch over with his hands on his knees while gasping for air.

He spares a glance at his mom and sees that she too was struggling just to stand up with a hand placed over her heart. The fact that she was still standing though with only a slight bend in her back proves that she was more resilient than she looks.

But just as quickly as presence appear it vanish and Romeo found himself able to breathe normally again and stand straight back up.

"What...was that?", Romeo questions.

"I don't know, but the last time I felt like that was when Gildarts came back into town and he was in a foul mood and I just so happen to be standing not far from him", Enno answers, coughing loudly while doing so, "But anyway, just get going, we're almost there."

"Her storms will bring about a new age."

"She is master of the wind and sky."

"She is everywhere at once."

"She is always around us."

This time the voices weren't coming behind them or even next to them, they were coming from all around and they echo throughout the neighborhood just as the wind started to pick up and swirl the fog. Through the low visibility, Enno was able to make out a group of people moving down the street toward them on the other side of the road. At first, she started to panic when she was able to make out the outlines of weapons and shields but breath a sigh of relief once she saw the trademark uniforms of the Crocus' city guard that they were wearing as they march in two-three men columns down the road.

"Oh, thank the gods", she said as she raises a hand to draw their attention, "Excuse me! Mr. Guardsmen!"

The six men stop and turn their attention to the duo and converse for a moment before moving toward them…

Unfortunately, this meant that their backs were to the building behind them and Romeo just happen to look up to the top of its roof after his peripheral vision caught something moving up there. It was in that moment that he had a faint feeling that it may as well have been the last mistake they would ever make as he spots half a dozen of the hooded figures from earlier jumping down toward the unsuspecting law enforcers.

Neither Romeo or his mother had time to yell out a warning to the guards before their attackers hit the ground behind them and began their assault. The two guards closet to them each took a palm to the back of their heads that immediately sends them crumbling to the street. The clambering of their weapons on the ground alerts one of the middle guardsmen who turns around halfway only to receive a kick to his jaw that sends him crashing into the man in front of him with what looks like a burst of wind magic. The two of them go flying and crash into the building on the right of Enno and end up in a pile of limbs, shields, and spears.

The man that was next to him had no time to react as the arm carrying his spear was grab in a vice-like grip and three rapid punches were deliver straight into his jaw and even without enhance hearing, Romeo could hear bones cracking. Before he even hit the ground, his assailant jumps forward and clobbers the guard's last standing comrade's face in with a deafening kick straight into his nose. The last guard stumbles backward onto the ground and the two mages found themselves alone with the mysterious figures whose full attention was now back on them.

"She is the wind of He-Who-Is-One-With-The-World and together they will cleanse it", they said in unison, their voices merging together to sound like one.

Romeo slowly begins to put his luggage down while activating his lacrima once more. He was only halfway through the transformation when his hearing picks up footsteps coming from above. He turns his head skyward, just in time to see another trio of hooded assailants jumping down at them and going off their trajectory, they were aiming for Enno.

"Above us!", Romeo shouts out, but it seems that he was too late in giving his warning as the middle attacker prepare to land a direct blow to the top of Enno's head with an enclose fist that was swirling with wind magic. It was at that moment that the boy realizes that his time with his mother, no matter how unpleasant it may be so far, was about to be cut abruptly short.

CRACK!

It all happened so fast that Romeo was barely able to follow it, even with dragon-slayer's eyes that slow down the perception of time. One moment, his mother was looking straight ahead, unaware of what was coming at her from above, the next her head had disappeared but it wasn't because of the blow.

"Graceful Swan Skyward Kick!"

No, it was because her head was now hovering so close above the ground that if it wasn't for his enhance eyes, Romeo would have sworn it was touching it. Enno's right foot was still firmly planted on the ground while her left one was shooting straight up behind her. It collided right into the jaw of her diving attacker, shattering the man's jaw upon impact and launching him backward through the second-story window of the store behind him.

The two remaining attackers land on either side Enno, their body language signaling shock and confusion over what just happen to their comrade. Enno throws her purse to the one on her right and the man instinctively catches it and looks down at it. While he was temporarily distracted, Enno spins around and lands a kick straight into her opponent on the left gut, causing him to bend over in pain. This presented the perfect opportunity for Enno as she lifts her right leg up and hammers the back of the man's head with a heel drop that sends him face-first into the brick road.

"Falcon Dive!", she shouts at the point of impact.

She then turns around to face off with the one she threw her purse at who was just now starting to recover from all the confusion. He looks back up at Enno at the exact moment she launches a four-hit combo where she lands a solid kick on his lower left leg, follow up by a quick knee to his gut. Before he could even react to the pain coursing through his body from those two blows, the choreographer delivers an elbow to what Romeo figure was the nose and finishes him with an open palm strike to his chest, sending him flying back down the road with what looks like a stream of pink winds exhuming from her hand.

"Wind Magic?", the fire mage thought.

"Owl's Call Through the Night Forest!", Enno finishes before turning to face the original six figures who took out the guard patrol. Both Enno and they now proceeded to have a stare-off with one another before Enno suddenly took another stance, with ledt open palm hand coming up next to her head while her right open palm hand was stretched outward toward the remaining attackers. She also shifted her feet so that one was in front of the other.

The hooded figures react to this and fan out in a semi-circle around her. The only person who wasn't moving was the youngest person in this whole situation.

"What the hell just happen?", Romeo asks himself as he was still in the midst of trying to figure out what just occur in the last fifteen seconds. One moment, he thought his mom was going to a corpse on the pavement, the next she put two bodies on it instead while putting another one through the window of the clothing store behind him. He only learn this morning that his mom was an expert in hand-to-hand combat but honestly, he thought the guys were just saying that because she was their friend from way back when but now he was having second thoughts, "Maybe she really did beat up on Natsu and Gray when they were younger", Romeo thought before taking a better look at the position his mother was in, "Where have I seen that stance before?"

One of the things he noticed about his mother in her brief fight with their attackers is that she moved as swift as the river that ran through Magnolia Forest. She struck with all the force of the mighty winds of Web Valley in the summer. Her blows landed with all the strength of a rampaging fire, one that was usually caused by Natsu's shenanigans. But her stances made her next move as concealed as the dark side of the moon whenever Romeo gaze up at it at night.

He realizes that she had one thing that made her stand out from the other members of Fairy Tail, even those before the Tenrou Incident… she actually looks like she was a trained martial artist with a honed fighting style and everything.

She was the complete opposite of him, seeing how he had to learn how to fight from experienced brawlers like his father and Max while adding a little what he was taught by Vijeeter and Jura. And now that his mind was on the matter, he was pretty sure that the only Fairy Tail members who actually have something of an actual fighting style other than pure brute strength were Freed, Bickslow, Vijeeter, and himself to a small degree from his training with the others including Chelia.

But that's when it hit him, like a punch to the gut from Laxus. It finally dawn on him that he has seen techniques like this before; where he has seen that stance before. The movement, power, speed, and precision behind her strikes were all too familiar to him for he has been on the receiving end of them at one point in his life and that point wasn't all that long ago.

Romeo had to stop himself from laughing out loud when he realized that his mother taught Chelia more than just dance lessons.

Meanwhile at the Blendy's residence.

"Sherry? Can I ask you something?", Chelia asks her cousin as she prepares to turn in for the night.

"Of course, Chelia, you can ask me anything", Sherry replies as she continued putting on her facemask, making slight adjustments, "I am your cousin after all."

There was a moment of silence after her reply that did not go unnoticed by the Doll Attack Mage.

"Chelia?", Sherry said as she turns around to look at her cousin who was leaning on the doorframe, looking down at the floor while dressed in nothing more but a long t-shirt that went past her knees, "Everything okay?"

"Did...", Chelia stops for a moment before pressing on, "Did you ever get jealous when you found another girl getting too cozy with either Lyon or Ren?"

….

….

Sherry didn't know whether to laugh hysterically or groan loudly in response to that question.

"Well, you see, I may have gotten a little carried away in my jealously back in my younger more immature years", Sherry confess, "Best I don't tell her about the time I summon a dozen dolls to attack those two hussies at Blue Pegasus who was getting way too touchy with Ren when I show up at the guild unannounced. I just got done paying back Bob for all the damage I caused last month."

"Really?", Chelia tilts her head, "How come I've never heard about any of this?"

"Because I forced everyone at both Lamia Scale and Blue Pegasus, barring Babasaama and Bob, to swear an oath to never mention it in front of you or else face my wrath!", Sherry said to herself, "Eh, everybody probably forgot about it or something. It wasn't a big deal."

"Huh", was Chelia's response before she went silent once more.

"Everything okay between you and Romeo?", Sherry asks, "I know today has been kind of hectic for the both of you and stuff like this would usually put a strain on any relationship."

"Oh no-no-no. Everything's fine", Chelia stops her while waving her hands.

"Well, that's good to hear", Sherry says before cracking a small smile. Hard to believe that wasn't too long ago that Sherry would have straight-up murder someone if only to hear that Chelia was breaking up with Romeo. While she wasn't one to judge someone, she was certain that her cousin could have done way better. But over time the little fire mage has grown on her and nowadays she looked just as forward to seeing him as her cousin did, especially if it allows her to see Chelia in such a jubilant mood.

"But", Chelia starts up again, snapping Sherry out of her thoughts, "I feel that now our relationship is out in the open that Romeo is going to start getting a lot more attention, especially from...other girls", the god-slayer confess in a quiet voice.

Sherry took a good long look at her cousin, analyzing her from head to toe.

She notices that Cheila's hair was down just past her shoulders and straight, no doubt she had been brushing it just prior to coming to see her. Her well-toned arms and long slender legs neatly concealed the powerful muscles underneath her smooth skin, thus hiding the true physical strength that she has gained through multiple rigorous training sessions with Lyon and Jura which were overseen by Ooba and she could go toe to toe with a good number of the top mages in the country. Her ocean-blue eyes never failed to capture someone's attention and hordes of her male fans have found themselves lost within them. Her smile lit up a room and her voice smooth the spirits of all who heard it.

Now it was with the tiniest bit of jealousy that Sherry focused on Chelia's...other assets, namely her chest, and lower body aspects. While Sherry was still ahead of her in those features, Chelia was definitely curvier than she was at her age and it was only a matter of time before the god-slayer surpass the Doll Attack mage.

Overall, Chelia had a body that women twice her age would sell their souls for and rare powerful magic that master mages would kill for. She was an extremely talented and famous idol singer, currently, the top rookie mage in Fiore and her personality radiated like the sun and drew people from all walks of life to her.

"Who could possibly steal Romeo from her? He would have to be an absolute idiot to leave Chelia for another girl", Sherry thought before the image of a blue-hair, brown eye girl flash in her mind, "Could it possibly be that Wendy girl? I remember Chelia telling me about how Romeo used to have a crush on her when he was younger, but surely he has grown past that. Just by comparing the two, Chelia really doesn't have anything to fear from that girl. There's almost no competition."

But then Sherry remembers that it didn't always come down to physical attributes when it came to love; to allow it to would only show the true shallowness of a person. Sherry recalled Romeo despising Chelia when they first met, so it was safe to say that he wasn't all that affected by her body as most hormone-driven boys his age were. Funny enough, this made Sherry at first think that Romeo swung the other way, but it turned out that he was just smart enough to look beyond a person's physical traits.

This is good because if Sherry ever discovered that Romeo was only dating Chelia for that, he would not live to see the light of another day; it wouldn't matter if all of Fairy Tail including Master Makarov stood in her way.

"So maybe Chelia truly does believe that Wendy or some other girl poses a chance of stealing Romeo away from her. I thought she would be more confident in herself but maybe she knows something I don't", Sherry tells herself.

"Well it's getting late, I should probably turn in", Chelia announces as she gets off of the doorframe and walks down the hall, "Good night, Sherry."

"Chelia."

The god-slayer stops in mid-stride and looks over her shoulder at her only surviving relative.

"If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm always here and I'll always be here", Sherry tells her.

Chelia smiles at this and comes back into the room to share a hug with her, "I know you will and thanks."

"Good night, my little snow butterfly", Sherry said.

"Good night, my guardian bear", Chelia replies only to get a light slap on the head.

"Stop calling me that. I told you, that's only used to describe Isvanian mothers", Sherry began, "And the last time I checked..."

"Oh, you never know,", Chelia laughs as she skips down the hall into her room and closes the door.

Sherry shakes her head, "Honestly, that girl", she said before looking at herself in the mirror for a moment, "Was love always this complicated or did it change once I got engaged and I didn't get the memo?"

She stares at the mirror in thought for a few more moments before her eyes slowly started moving down to her stomach, "Do I look like I'm expecting? Ren and I have been having quite a bit of fun lately. Perhaps we ought to take it easy for a bit. Gods know I can't juggle both Chelia and a baby at the same time."

In a room that was only illuminated by the moonlight drifting in, Chelia sat on her bed in silence with her legs to her chest while deep in thought.

"Perhaps I'm overthinking things. Maybe Wendy and Romeo are just guildmates and nothing more. And maybe that Lindsay girl was actually at his house for a completely different reason.", she told herself, "Romeo has shown no signs of wanting to break-up with me nor any signs that he has his eye on another girl."

Her memory was a little fuzzy for some reason when it came to what happened at the train station in Magnolia this morning when Romeo left for Crocus. From what she could recall though, she and Wendy departed on less than friendly terms but she doesn't know exactly why. One moment, Chelia watch Wendy give Romeo a goodbye hug and the next she was staring at Wendy before walking away toward Sherry with little to no recollection of what happened in between.

But that was a matter for another day.

Her main concern now was that Romeo was going to be spending three months in a building which at any time had at least fifty girls around his age practicing their dancing lessons and she wasn't always going to be around to keep an eye on him.

Chelia lets out a huff, realizing that once more she was overthinking things, "Perhaps this is all just one big figment of my imagination. Maybe I'm seeing connections that aren't really there and I really have nothing to worry about. Romeo loves me and I love him and that's all that matters.", Chelia says as she puts her face down into her knees.

A moment later, a dark aura erupts from her, engulfing her entire room. When her face shot back up, her eyes were a soulless white and in a resounding voice that rattles all of her nearby portraits containing pictures of her and Romeo...

"But if any of these skanks think they can steal my little firefly away from me, they got another thing coming. I'll rip them limb from limb, choke them with their own entrails and I'll do it all with a smile on my face."

A/N:

Dark Sky Angel: Isvanian for "wolf in sheep's clothing" according to a documentary Romeo saw. His nickname for Chelia

Little Firefly: Chelia's new nickname for Romeo because of his magic and height, as well as his magic strength, compared to hers (so she thinks).

How these came to be their affectionate nicknames for each other will come up later on.

Okay, on to Right Claw. Also, remember that this a Romeo x Chelia story. I'm not bashing Wendy, she's just not of the main couple, go read my RoWen stories if you want that. Also, the comparison is coming from Sherry, Chelia's cousin, so of course it's going to be more favorable toward Chelia.

One of the big things I have noticed is the lack of actual non-magic fighting styles in Fairy Tail. By that, I mean someone who was trained in the arts of martial arts and whatnot. Going off the acrobatics of Bickslow and Vijeeter, I believe that they were actually trained in some style of martial arts because stuff like that is hard to learn on your own. Meanwhile, Freed's sword style definitely indicates that he has received training as well. Believe it or not, Erza is mostly self-taught in the ways of the sword and if you watch the Death Battle where she faced off against Zoro from One Piece, it is a part of the reason why she lost to him.

This is just my opinion and why I decided to give Enno a different type of fighting style. That's why I made her have one while Macao is primarily a brawler. Total opposites.

Once more, I like to thank Tenryu no hoko for their help in exchanging ideas and basically betaing this chapter. Go check their stories out if you have a chance.

Also, check out The Wild Master, A Child of Fire and Brimstone, and Elemental Spirit Mage if you have the chance.

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