Hi there fellow uniporns! Your dear queen is back!

I STILL do not own Fairy Tail! Fucking Mashima does! Dang all ships going to the bottom of the sea if he keeps trolling us!

Anyhow-

Let the magic begin~

Lucy's POV

The first thing I feel is pain. Lots and lots of pain. I cannot see anything, everything is dark, neither can I hear anything, everything is quiet. I try to talk but my voice won't come out. I try to move but my body doesn't respond. I'm just floating. And my body goes numb.

I waited. And I have no idea of how long I waited. After what felt like years I started to feel the intense pain again. It grew worse by the second and eventually I couldn't bear it anymore. I started to scream and it surprised me that I could hear my voice. I didn't stop screaming though. Soon enough I felt something cold and wet on my forehead. I heard muffled voices that I recognized but I didn't know where from. My eyes shot open and were met by a blinding light. I groaned at the light and lifted my arm to block it. My whole body hurt and that included the arm I just lifted. I groaned, this time in pain and let my hand fall down again. I blinked a few times to get adjusted to the light. To my right I saw Gabriel watching me with worried eyes. He must have been the one to put a towel on my forehead. I turned my head to the left. 'WHAT THE-?' To my left sprawled out on a chair each, with legs and arms hanging, was the infamous Twin. Dragon. Slayers. I just stared at them. 'Why were they here?' I wondered. Gabriel probably saw my puzzled expression.

"They were the ones who brought you here." Gabriel said with a soft voice. I turned my head to look at him again. He looked like he hadn't been sleeping for days. "When they came here I just thought that they were two stupid guys from the neighborhood that had broken in. Boy, was I surprised when the blonde threw me over his shoulder and ran off, with me dangling and shouting at him" Gabriel chuckled lightly. "Then he threw me in here and, well yeah, I saw you. Wounded and bleeding." Gabriel's face paled slightly. I tried to sit up. But the pain in my abdomen made that impossible. I groaned and sank back to the pillow.

"For how long where I out?" I asked him. I had the feeling that it wasn't just a three hours blackout since my voice was low and hoarse, as if I hadn't been using it for a while. Gabriel stared into space before he answered.

"You have been out for a week." He said. He switched his eyes to watch me again. "I haven't slept in 48 hours straight." He continued slowly. Just as he finished the sentence his whole body became limp. His head fell forward and his body became relaxed. I first thought that he had gotten a stroke, well, yeah, that's until I heard low snores coming from him. I smiled and chuckled lightly.

Then I too went to get a bit more of rest.

Sting's POV

When I woke up from my nap I found myself sprawled over the chair and over Rouge. I changed the position to a more 'proper' one. I looked over to 'her' and found her, for once, seeping peacefully with a smile caressing her face. In a chair on her right was the red-head. Sound asleep. 'He finally got some sleep' I thought. That guy had been far too worried over someone they barely even knew. It was weird though. I could smell a slight similar smell between the blonde and the red-head. 'Maybe they just use the same shampoo' I thought. Not thinking much about it anymore I headed to the kitchen to grab something to eat. The chef was standing with a knife looking as scary as usual. The chef's name was Joe. He was a 6'7 feet tall man, with broad shoulders and buff arms. He had a scar at the right side of his lip, almost making the teeth visible. He always looked angry, and with his looks you would think that you had made him angry enough to kill.

"Sup Joe?" I asked with an overly happy voice. Joe stared at me, long enough to make me feel uncomfortable. Well that's until he cracked a smile, showing off his almost yellow teeth.

"Oh, nothing much Sting! Just cooking dinner!" He said while shaking the frying pan to make the point clear. I couldn't help but to grin at him. "You'll have to cook for one more person tonight!" I told him. His eyes widened. "She woke up?" He asked, not letting go of the pan but also not losing my eye contact. I nodded and let out another grin. The buff chef smiled and started to spin around and sing. Still holding onto the frying pan. While he was busy dancing and cooking I grabbed a plate full with cookies and sneaked out. I headed to the infirmary again while munching on the goodies. When I opened the door I realized that Rouge was up, and so was she. I gulped and with a trembling hand, I took another cookie. They hadn't noticed me, yet. I still had time to turn back and close the door. I have ti-… Dang it! As soon as I was about to retreat she turned her head and looked straight me. My whole body tensed. What if she is scared of me? What if she starts to cry? What if… I didn't have the time to think any more nervous thought's she gave a smile. It was such a sincere smile that I felt bad for thinking that she was mad or scared of me. Her warm, brown eyes where tired, but still, they were filled happiness and light. I felt sweat trickle down my spine. I gave her half a grin, but I had the feeling that it just became a scary grimace. Her gaze didn't waver. She kept her smile. Rouge turned to me.

"Sting. Why the fuck do you stand there with the cookies?" He said annoyed. "Share!" I let go of her gaze and turned to Rouge.

"Why should have one? You need a diet! You're way too heavy." I told him. Smirking at my own joke. When I turned to her again she scowled.

"Is that chocolate-chip cookies?" She asked. Her voice hoarse but expression dead serious. I stared at her sudden change of mood. But I nodded. Her aura became really dark and quite scary. I gulped for the second time. "Give. Me. Them." She said slowly. Her scary aura almost made me shit a brick. I scurried over to her and handed her the plate. Her eyes started to shine and I could swear that I saw hearts floating around her head. Rouge seemed to notice it too since laughed out loud. But soon I realized that he was laughing at me.

"Bwahahahahha!" He roared with laughter. Weird he usually didn't show his emotions. "You see Sting! Sharing is caring!" He chuckled and wiped away a tear from his left eye. It took a moment before I understood what he meant. I was kneeling beside the girl. Holding the plate as if it was a peace offering. I looked very, very lame.

"Fuck."

Well there you go... Chapter 7 done! Fast aren't I?

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