AN: This is a bit of a shorter chapter, but I did finish it much faster than I would have usually done. The last two chapters have been a much darker theme lately, so I'll be sure to make the next one much more lighthearted. It might even be comedic. Hope you enjoy this one though.
Ciao. c:
You are my sunshine
Erza could only look at the beautiful woman in front of her, a humble sense of love and compassion encompassing her. This was it. This was the day where she would vow, in front of the entirety of Fairy Tail, her whole being to Lucy Heartfilia. Their relationship had started out so many years ago, when they had just started out as mere friends. Soon, after their experience with the Tower of Heaven, their feelings for each other had begun to bud, and soon enough, their mutual feelings for each other germinated and grew into love. Their long-lasting relationship had been kept quiet from the rest of the guild until several months ago, when they had revealed their engagement. Needless to say, although the many mages of Fairy Tail were surprised (although Natsu claimed that he knew about their relationship the entire time) they were well supportive of their choices.
My only sunshine
Makarov (who was playing the role of priest because apparently they "could not afford one") cleared his throat. In his raspy voice, he began to talk in a solemn, serious voice. The guild was so unnaturally quiet, it almost unnerved Erza. Almost. She was much too busy observing the blonde staring back at her with her charming brown eyes, twinkling in the makeshift altar created in the very center of Fairy Tail's main hall. Her blonde hair was tied back into a messy bun (courtesy of Mirajane for styling it) that still managed to bring out all the charm that Lucy had to offer. That soft, happy smile that the Celestial Mage wore shone brilliantly in the light. Erza could feel her heart melt at the sight of it.
You make me happy, when skies are gray
"Lucy Heartfilia, do you take Erza Scarlet, as your loving wife—"
"I do," Lucy quickly interjected, her smile growing in size. Erza could only return it with a grin of her own.
Makarov only shook his head and chuckled, now turning to Erza.
"And do you, Erza Scarlet, take—"
"I do," Erza swiftly said, grinning uncontrollably now. This was it. This was the moment she had been waiting all her life for.
So please,
Makarov cleared his throat, coughing into his fist. There was a fatherly smile on his face, one that gleamed of pride and joy (although many could see the hidden perversion in his eyes as he braced himself to watch two of the hottest girls in his guild make out in front of him).
"Well then," he backed off from the couple, "you may now kiss the bride."
Don't take my sunshine away
Erza cupped Lucy's soft face in her hands, staring deeply into those caramel-like eyes. The redhead could never stop gazing into them once she started. As she closed in to claim Lucy's lips to seal their vows, she mumbled something as their lips brushed against each other.
"I love you."
The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping
Erza woke with a sweat, her hands clammy and her loose clothes sticking to her body. Her eyes watered up immediately as she sat up, pulling her knees to her chest. Her frame shook as she tried her hardest to fight back the tears. However, this was one battle that she horribly lost, and Erza let out a pained wail escape her.
I dreamt I held you in my arms
"L-Lucy," Erza choked out, unable to stop herself no longer. She had been fighting it for years, keeping these emotions that would perceive her as weak hidden away from her friends. It was bottled up pain that she could no longer burden herself with—she knew that sooner or later it was going to burst. This just so happened to be the last straw.
Turning her head ever so slightly, Erza gazed at the empty space on her bed, the spot that Lucy would have occupied had she still been in this god-forsaken world. She could almost see her image there, her quiet, sleeping face framed by her messy, unkempt hair. It had been an adoring sight to see, but now it was naught but a hurtful memory. Erza felt a wave of cold encompass her, whisking her away to a deep abyss of despair.
"It shouldn't have happened," she quietly whispered, "we should have had that day together. It was planned out and everything."
When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
Closing her eyes, Erza's mind gave her the image of Lucy smiling as she tightly grasped her hand with the remaining strength left in her frail body. As she lied on her deathbed, Erza could clearly see the tears rolling down the blonde's cheeks. She remembered that she failed to stop her own from falling.
Lucy had been diagnosed with an incurable disease three years ago. Her death was inevitable, but the Celestial Mage always made sure to keep up her smile, even when the pain became too much, and she could barely walk. She made sure that no one ever worried, even to her grave.
So I hung my head, and I cried
Erza's tears rolled down her cheeks one after another, her cries of misery echoing through the room. She struggled for every breath, her breathing turning into a harsh panting. Everything hurt without Lucy in her life. How she even managed to survive three years without the lovely blonde was beyond her.
You are my sunshine
My only sunshine
You make me happy, when skies are gray
Once Erza had wasted away her tears and was left alone with a gaping feeling in her chest, she closed her eyes again. This time, she thought back to her dream, and smiled a bittersweet smile.
"It should have happened," she mumbled tiredly, thinking back to all the times where Lucy had been by her side. She thought about her blonde hair, reminiscent of woven gold, and then about her brown eyes, a light brown like the sweets she absolutely loved. Erza began to think back to her radiant smile, one that always emitted the epitome of joy and her attitude as she tried so hard to play the straight man whenever Gray and Natsu goofed around. She thought about how caring the blonde was whenever she dealt with her Celestial Spirits, her friends, her family. Erza began to remember the incredible warmth she felt whenever she held the younger woman in her arms before they slept.
The redhead could feel her chest ache in the sweetest way possible. Erza gave out a small chuckle, remembering one time Lucy called her a masochist after they had made love.
I guess she was right in a way.
Deciding that it was now late enough to go back to sleep, Titania settled down underneath the sheets. She turned on her side so that she could gaze at the empty space of the bed. Erza sighed heavily and closed her eyes once more, with the intention of falling asleep.
You'll never know, dear, how much I love you
As the redheaded Mage teetered on the edge of Dreamland, a very, very familiar warmth encompassed her. Her heart lurched at the scent of vanilla; it was exact same perfume that Lucy would wear when she was alive. A nostalgic smile etched itself on her face.
"I love you, Lucy."
Erza was now succumbing to her fatigue, but before she did, she swore she heard a familiar voice softly giggle in her ear.
So please
"Me too."
Don't take my sunshine away