I was flat out tired while writing this but it made me a little happy cause.. Reunion time!


The redhead awoke from a daze, looking around the room. She was caught in a memory she had a long time back, as if she was a fly caught on a spider's web. Her music played loudly in her headphones next to her, and the teacher in front of her stared at her. "Class Rep, are you listening?" the teacher asked, hearing the little tunes from her headphones. Erza looked around the classroom, every other person in the room looked at her with wide eyes. she felt pain as her hand was guided to her arm, she looked in horror as her own nails were dug into her flesh, bringing up blood. She gasped, bringing her sleeve down her arm, hiding the blood. "C..Can I please go to the nurse's office?.. I don't really feel well." Erza looked down, she felt a pit in her stomach as if she was going to throw up. "Yes, but please be quick, Erza!" The teacher called out to the redhead as she got up out of her seat and ran out of the classroom.

She threw herself against the wall, curling up into a ball, comforting herself. She remembered the pain she went through when she was younger, she gazed towards her knee, the scar from her childhood was still there. "Some scars fade.. But this one doesn't seem to be fading.." Erza mumbled, at the end of the school day, she would have to be sent to her abusive father's house, like usual.

She ran her finger across her knee, she walked slowly towards the nurse's office, wiping the blood from her arm. "Hey.. Nurse Aries, can you patch my arm up? It's a long story.." Erza mumbled, looking down. "What happened, dear? Your arm looks really bad.." Aries worriedly said, grabbing a bottle of hydrogen peroxide (it gets rid of blood) and a cotton ball. She put some of the hydrogen peroxide on the cotton ball and cleaned off the blood on Erza's arm and patched it up nicely. "Be safe, Erza!" Aries called out to the scarlet haired teen as Erza walked out the door. "Thanks.." Erza mumbled, staring at her arm as she walked down the hallways to her classroom. She stepped into her classroom and walked over to her desk, taking her time to sit down as she still had felt uneasy.

The teacher had announced something, and Erza turned to look at the front of the classroom, a boy with blue hair stood there, a cool look on his face, but he looked oh-so-gentle and harmless. Erza adjusted her outfit, pulling her sleeve over her arm to hide the bandages. "You can sit next to the student council president, Mr. Fernandez." The teacher said and the scarlet haired teen's classmates 'ooh'ed. A few of the female classmates rushed up to Jellal with instant attraction towards him, Erza sat next to the blue haired teen, she kept her head in her arms. She couldn't remember who he was. She heard a gasp from beside her, and the blue haired boy looked at her. "What do you want?" Erza asked, biting her tongue. "I.. Remember you, Erza." Jellal mumbled, Erza looked into the teen's eyes, remembering his puppy-like face. Her facial expression changed to an emotion none of her classmates seen before. Pure love.

"Hey! Erza..?" Jellal looked at her and the female classmates left for their own seats by the teacher's command. "Y..Yeah?.." Erza looked at him, in a daze. "Do you remember me?" Jellal asked, reaching across the desk to touch her scarlet hair. "I remember your hair.. and your pretty face.." Jellal mumbled, stroking her hair slowly. She snapped out of the daze and grabbed his arm, applying pressure. She pulled back, looking out the window, realizing what she did. "I'm.. Sorry." Erza mumbled, biting her lip.

"Heh.. I guess my little scarlet rose has gotten thorns since I've last seen her.." Jellal mumbled, looking at her sour expression once she looked forwards. 'I.. Cant really remember him..' Erza mumbled, looking at her desk, feeling exhausted from the events of the day.

'What if she doesn't like me anymore..?' Jellal looked back towards her, playing with his fingers. 'I know what to do for her.' Jellal smiled, thinking of a plan, he still remembered the promise he made 8 years prior. 'I'll do it tomorrow. I'll have to get supplies tonight though..' Jellal thought, smiling to himself like a goof.

At the end of the day, Erza stood under a tree at a bench, humming and drawing. she drew herself in a wedding dress next to a bunch of people (probably guests) and the special someone she desired. She brought out a little sketchbook from when she was younger, which had a hand drawn picture of her and the blue haired boy during a wedding. Her cheeks turned red and she thought about Jellal, and then every single piece lined up, and she remembered him. She started to cry, her tears dripping onto the drawing. She tucked it into her sketchbook and set it gently into her bag, feeling a pounding sensation in her heart. "I.. Remember him.. Now?.." Erza gasped, clutching her hand close to her heart. 'This pounding feeling in my heart.. It hurts.. But I recognize this feeling.. It's.. For him.." Erza mumbled, her cheeks were shaded a dusty pink color, she got up and walked home, unfolding the horrible torture her father would put her through once again..


I really like writing this fanfiction. It's pretty easy once you get into the mood.

~Elisiva