Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail. I only own Juneaux Dreyar, Llyr Dreyar and any other OC characters.


Chapter 6: The Date

I stared at my neatly laid out blue dress. I felt my eye twitch in annoyance as I recalled Sting's words.

"That jerk. Out of all the colors he could have said he had to say the only colored dress I own." I hissed angrily to myself, still staring at my dress.

I sighed aggravated and ran my fingers through my hair in frustration.

'I can't believe they won.' I thought bitterly, biting my thumbnail nervously.

"Shit, I better get ready before Laxus and the other show up from the bar and ask questions." I murmured angrily.

I quickly slip on the dress and walked over to the mirror. I fixed my hair a little, neatly laying it out across my chest. I frowned a little clicking my tongue in annoyance.

"I should do my make up too. It's a shame to look this nice and not actually put effort into it. But if it looks like I try Sting is going to think I'm trying to look nice for him." I thought annoyed, biting my lower lip with frustration.

'Do it. You know you wanna impress him.' A quiet voice egged me softly, pushing me to actually try and look nice for Sting.

"Screw it." I hiss, grabbing my makeup.

I quickly apply some, nothing fancy, just something simple and nice.

I sat down quietly on bench overlooking the city. I sighed heavily looking around the empty street and smirk evilly.

"I'll give the jerk until midnight to find me." I thought snickering to myself.

My smirk slowly fell when Sting's smell slowly started to near me.

Suddenly I heard soft struggling noises coming from the edge of the bench I was sitting on. I saw a pair of red paws struggling to push itself up when suddenly a furry head pops up. The little red furry looking cat finally got onto the bench panting loudly and then turn to look at me. He laughed and smiled at me happily.

"Hi yea!" The cat greeted happily.

I smile happily looking at the cute cat, he reminded me of Happy, Carla and Panther Lily.

"Well aren't you just the cutest little thing." I said happily, moving a little over towards him.

"Names Lector!" he introduced himself happily, waving.

"I'm Juneaux Dreyar. But you can call me June." I replied happily, extending my hand to him so he could shake it.

Lector happily shook my hand.

"What are you doing wondering around the town alone?" I ask him curiously, "Are you lost?"

"Sting said we were going to hang out with a friend of his." Lector explained happily and then he continued to ramble on about Sting.

I frown slightly, I couldn't believe this cute little cat was Sting's. Hard to believe that arrogant bastard had an Exceed.

"Hey sunshine, glad you decided to show up. You saved me the trouble of having to go look for you at Fairy Tail." Sting's smug voice came from behind me.

I hissed angrily turning to look at Sting who was standing there, he smirked at me and I glared at him.

"The last thing I need is you going anywhere near Fairy Tail and starting shit." I hissed angrily, crossing my arms across my chest annoy.

Sting simply chuckled and swiftly took the empty seat beside me, he quickly made himself at home, stretching his arm along the bench. I stiffed up slightly, his arm barely touch my neck but it was enough to send shock waves of warmth through me. This feeling, I don't understand and I don't like the fact that Sting causes them.

"June, what kind of mage are you? Are you the strongest in Fairy Tail?!" Lector asked eagerly.

I looked over at him smiled and laughed slightly at his eagerness.

"I'm a Cosmo Dragon Slayer, I basically get my energy from the stars." I explain happily, pointing at the brightly shining stars above us.

"Whoa, really?!" Lector question happily. "WOW! You're a Dragon Slayer like Sting!"

"Yep, unfortunately." I muttered the last part mostly to myself.

But I knew Sting heard me and he snickered arrogantly.

"I wouldn't say I'm the strongest in Fairy Tail…"I explained slowly. "There are only 5 S rank mages in my guild and I'm one of them. The strongest in our Guild would have be Gildarts." I explained truthfully.

"Wow, so you really must be strong!" Lector exclaimed happily.

I laughed softly, nervously playing with the edge of my dress, "I guess." I whispered softly.

"So, what's the plan?" I asked Sting slightly uneasy.

Sting shrugged his shoulders casually and looked over at me with a bored gaze, "You hungry?" He asked simply. "We can get dinner and then figure something out." He suggested.

I stared disbelief and then smirked at him.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, "What?" He demanded.

"You have never been on a date have you?" I accused teasingly, my smirk turning into an evil grin.

I swear my heart almost busted out of my chest when Sting looked away with the bright red blush on his cheeks. It was so cute. I couldn't help it, suddenly I was blushing at the fact I thought Sting was cute.

"Dinner sounds fine." I whispered flustered.

"Huh, what's wrong with you guys?" Lector asked confused.

Sting and I didn't look at each other as we stood up.

"Nothing." We replied at the same time heading to find a place to eat.

God, this is going to be a long night. I sneak a peek at Sting and it seemed he had composed himself again. But I hadn't, my heart wouldn't slow down. Plus my stomach was a butterfly mess. Damn you Sting Eucliffe.

We sat in the booth waiting for our waitress to come and take our order. On our way here Lector had suddenly and conveniently excused himself, claiming he had plans with someone named Forsche.

Sting was happily looking through the menu trying to decide what he wanted and every once in a while ask me what I wanted. But before I could answer he would go back to trying to decide what he wanted. I smile softly at his childish behavior.

I took a deep breathe about to sigh when a very familiar smell filled me senses. I tensed up at the smell.

'Fuck. Out of all the people.'

Sting noticed my sudden changed of behavior.

"What's wrong?" He questioned concerned.

"Well, well, well if it isn't Junie. Oh and what is this? Flirting with the enemy?" Llyr's sinister voices stated teasingly from beside me.

I looked over next to me and there stood Llyr, alone, thankfully.

"What do you want Llyr?" I questioned curtly, trying to get rid of him quickly.

"Does Laxy and the old man know where you at?" He continued taunting me. "Don't think they would be too happy knowing you are being overly friendly with the enemy."

I could see Sting glaring at Llyr from the corner of my eyes.

"She is a big girl, she can take of herself." Sting growled annoyed.

Llyr smirked liking he could pushed Sting's buttons. Before a fight would break out I intervened.

"As far as I'm concerned you are considered the enemy as well Llyr." I stated bluntly.

"Junie I'm hurt." Llyr faked sadness. "We are still family. What is we use to say…oh right. Dreyar siblings always stick together." Llyr said darkly.

I gritted my teeth angrily. Llyr started to walk away.

"Oh, Junie by the way father wishes to have a few words with you. Seems he reconsidered, he doesn't think your dragon slayer lacrima was a waste on you anymore. Do stop by Ravenclaw some time, there is always an opening for you there."

I clinched my hand into a tight fist. I felt the tears looking around my eyes and then looked at his back viciously.

"How dare you." I hissed whispered pissed. "You out of all people should know there is no forgiving what that man did to me. That man was never my father, I have a father and his name is Makarov Dreyar not that pissed excuse you call father."

Llyr glared at me, guess he wasn't expecting me to say anything back.

"You better warn Ivan that our paths should never cross if you wants to continuing breathing."

Llyr simply stared at me, he could see the hatred, betrayal and pain that Ivan caused me in my eyes.

"You really are stupid June." Llyr simply muttered. "You are on the losing side and don't even realize it."

Those were his last words before he walked out of the restaurant. I sat there, memories to when I was child flooded my mind. The tears threaten to fall. I quickly stood up, I couldn't let Sting see me like this.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going home." I half whispered, half whispered quickly exiting the restaurant before Sting could reply.

Once outside I ran. I ran and ran. I ran away from Sting I didn't want him to see me in this sorry mess. I just wanted to be alone and forget everything Ivan had done to me growing up.

I finally found a quiet place and collapsed to the ground. My loud sobs echo through the quiet maze of bushes. God I hated him. Just because I was a girl I got the short end of the stick with my father.

I continued to cry and didn't even realize when he had gotten there. But suddenly I was being picked up bridal style and pulled towards a tight chest.

"You really are stubborn." He whispered half amused half concerned.

Then I felt something. Something I haven't felt from another person, besides Laxus and gramps, in a long time. I felt safe and warm. My heart beat picked up slightly as tears continued to fall for another reason.

'I can't like him.'

Still using the app so this chapter is mostly unedited as well, sorry guys.

Here we got to meet Llyr, the middle Dreyar sibling and OC. He is older than June but younger than Laxus. Llyr is a confused young man who can't seem to find his place in the world. In this chapter we got to see that June and he aren't as close as they use to be. But June still loves her brother dearly.

Also we got more Sting/June. Like I said their relationship is going to be moving fast and I just feel like Sting and June are the type of people who know what they want and take it. Hopefully you guys enjoyed their interaction here.

Next chapter we will be seeing June participating in the games finally! Be excited because I'm excited!

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