Hey! I know, another kind of short chapter. But, I typed most of this the day it's going up, so... yeah. First off, I keep forgetting to say this: thanks for 50+ follows, 30+ favorites, and 20+ reviews! This story just became a month old, and it has more support than I see stories that have been up for months have.

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Stars Were Meant For Light; Chapter 07: Jealousy

Lucy's P.O.V

She led us down a narrow hallway, which was just as creepy as the rest of the restaurant. Soon, we were in front of a door, which the lady opened. Once opened, it revealed a much bigger room, which was crowded with people.

This room was different than the lobby and hallway; it was lit up by chandeliers, which were hung by golden chains. In the back of the room, was a stage, with a group of people playing some older music. Like earlier, there were no windows, but ominous purple curtains. The curtains made me feel uneasy, but I'm not sure why.

"Please, sit." I heard the lady say. I guess I had admired the room so much I didn't notice that we made it to our table already. "You're server will be here soon. We'll send the best one in the house – just for you, Mr. Eucliffe."

Sting nodded, and the lady left. I looked at Sting, "Why did she seem so shocked and happy when she saw you?" I asked.

"Well, I guess this gives us time to catch up." He said, which made me send him a confused look. "Okay, over the years, I joined Sabertooth. I'm sure you knew that much so far." I nodded, and he continued, "Well, I'm not sure if you've heard, but Sabertooth is Fiore's number one guild."

"So I've heard." I said.

He looked me in the eye, "And, not to brag, but I'm one of the strongest – if not the strongest, which is more likely – wizards in the guild." I couldn't tell where he was going with this. I must've shown it on my face, because then he continued, "That makes me a contender for one of the strongest mages in Fiore."

Strongest mage?

Then, it hit me.

"I'm… I'm Sting Eucliffe! And I'm going to be the strongest mage to ever live!"

A huge smile appeared on my face, "You kept your promise!" I said, a little too loudly, making me receive weird looks from other people.

And then I saw Sting smile, "I'm not one for breaking promises." He said. "I told you I would remember." He added.

My smile grew wider, if possible, and I said, "I guess you did… Thanks Sting!"

We were going to continue talking, but our server arrived. She was a brunette, her hair put into two thick pigtails. She wore glasses, a black dress, which reached above her knees, and a white apron. Her head was adorned with a small white hat.

"Hello, Mr. Eucliffe." She smiled sweetly at Sting. Her gaze shifted to me, and just like the other lady, her eyes showed some emotion. Her voice also changed, it wasn't sweet anymore, "And hello, Miss..."

"Heartfilia." I replied, putting my hand out for her, but she just shifted her gaze back to Sting. I put my hand down, in slight disappointment.

"What would you like to drink, sir?" Her sweet voice was back.

"Water." Sting answered, looking unamused.

"I'd like water as well." I said, before she could even ask. I didn't want her to look back at me. Just like the curtains, she made me uneasy.

"I'll be right back." She said, and left. I continued to look around the restaurant. There was a bar on the east wall. Its shelves crowded with a variety of drinks.

I looked back at Sting, only to see he was staring at me, "Is there something wrong?" I asked. If there was, I wanted to know.

He shook his head, "No… I was just thinking of a way to start a conversation." It wasn't the brightest in the room, but I swore I saw his face change colors because of embarrassment.

I started laughing, "Sting, you don't have to act weird around me. What happened to the kid who would say whatever he wanted?"

"You're right…" He said.

He still seemed unsure of how to start a conversation, so I decided to start one, "So, how is it being considered the strongest mage in Fiore?"

He stared at me, "Well, it isn't bad." I thought he was going to continue, but I guess he wasn't going to.

"How, so?" I asked. I was interested in how his life was now.

"Well, you get recognized pretty much every you go. It has a lot of advantages – high paying jobs, free meals, discounts. I thought you would know."

I was confused, "Why would I know?"

"I mean, seven years ago, your guild was the number one guild. You were mentioned in a whole lot of magazines." He said.

This was all news to me. I didn't know I was in magazines. I'd understand Erza or Mirajane – or even Natsu – but never me. But then a question came to mind, "How do you know all this?"

He turned his head to his side, probably trying to hide a blush, and started to speak, "Well, when I was a kid, I was a huge fan of Fairy Tail. I mean, they were the number one guild – did so many things. Soon, I found out you were in that guild from one of the magazines. That's when I really started taking an interest in that guild." He took a breath, "In fact, you were the strongest mage I'd ever met in person, back then."

"Really?" I never had – and probably never will – believe that I'm strong. It's really my spirits who do all the work, but I still try my best to help them.

He nodded, "I remember when I read how you defeated a member of the Oración Seis."

"That was in a magazine?" All he did was nod, again. "Well… Thanks, Sting, but I'm not strong." It may seem that I have very low confidence, but I don't. Just comparing to all the other mages out there, I'm nothing.

He shook his head, "You're not weak. Don't think that way. You were amazing out there today."

I smiled, "You really think so?"

"Yeah, Yukino couldn't even do half the stuff you did out there today."

"Yukino?" I asked. Maybe it was his girlfriend, or something. I mean, if you're one of the biggest people in the kingdom, you're bound to have a relationship, right?

"Oh, sorry. She's a member of my guild. She also uses Celestial Spirit magic." I nodded, showing that I understood. "Anyway, she couldn't do what you did. You opened and closed your spirits' gates much faster than she can, and casted that spell."

"Urano Metria." I unconsciously said. He raised an eyebrow, "That's the name of the spell." I sheepishly said.

Before we could continue to speak, our waitress returned, "A water for you," she smiled sweetly at Sting, "And one for you." She said, turning towards me as her voice turned in sync. "Enjoy." She said, eying me.

Before I could thank her, she left. "Rude." I muttered. Sting must've heard me, but he didn't push. I grabbed the water, and put my mouth on the straw. I took a sip. The water tasted strange. I pushed that thought away.

I looked at the stage, where the band had just finished a song. I began clapping with the rest of the room, before turning back to Sting.

We were just sitting in silence, when my head started to hurt. I clutched my forehead, and groaned. Sting looked at me worriedly, "You okay?"

"My head… Hurts…" Is all I could say, before my eyelids shut, and the noise went away.

All I heard before everything completely stopped was somebody saying my name.

Sting's P.O.V

"Lucy? LUCY!" I said, before panic filled my body, replacing my urge to eat. Her body slumped forward, and her head hit the table.

I got up, and went over to her side of the table. I sniffed the air. I smelt something funny. I followed the scent and it lead to Lucy's water.

I knew what it was; I had smelt before on a mission with Rogue. It was a drug that knocked a person out. We were requested to bring the smugglers to justice.

Being caught up with Lucy, I didn't notice our waitress approach me, "My, my; what happened?" She asked. To others, her voice may have sounded sweet, but she couldn't fool me. I knew she had something to do with this.

"What did you do?" I hissed.

"I didn't do anything." She said.

I growled, "Bullshit. You drugged her because you were jealous, didn't you?" I was far beyond angry. I told myself I would stop anyone from hurting Lucy, and here she was – drugged of all things.

Something in her eyes changed, and I recognized it: fear. "Please… Please don't hurt me."

I scoffed, "I have no time to hurt you, right now. Just make sure I don't see you." She nodded and scurried away.

Looking down at Lucy's unconscious body, I picked her up. I lowered my head down to her ear. Knowing she couldn't hear me, I said, "I'm sorry. But at least this wasn't something bad. I'll stop anyone from messing with you again."

I brought my head back up, and glared at anyone who stared at us. Just like the waitress, I had no time to deal with them. I had to get Lucy somewhere safe.

I couldn't bring her back to my inn; Minerva would be there. Even so, I couldn't bring her back to her inn. One, I didn't know where it was. Two, Fairy Tail and I didn't have a good relationship. I had been so cruel than them over the years. But I only did so because I was angry at them. It was their fault I thought Lucy was gone.

Throwing those thoughts aside, I decided I would just go to a different inn, and get a whole separate room. I'd stay there until Lucy woke up.

With a plan in mind, I started to look around for an inn.

So, any thoughts on what will happen next? And am I cruel or what? Lucy is just getting hurt back to back. But, it fits amazingly with what I have planned so far! I have a feeling that this will be a long story.

Anyway, I have ideas for a new story, and I want to know if I should start it now, or if I should wait until I finish one of my current stories.

Well, I'm gonna end this now, because I have to use the bathroom.

See you next chapter!