Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I hope you guys enjoy this long ass chapter as an apology.

Did anyone else find that chariot chapter lame- like extremely lame?

"Arghh! Where the hell did she go?" Sting roared as he punched the wall angrily, his head was held high in the air as he tried sniffing her out.

The sun was starting to set in the flower capital of Fiore, and the duo dragon slayers had found themselves in the middle of said town searching for their missing team mate. The other girl- Emily had left a few hours ago, having given up to go find her own friend. Just before she parted from her fellow dragon slayers, she reminded them of the deal they had struck back in the Domus Flau.

Sting and Rogue weren't fools- the girl in the drawing Emily showed them most definitely looked like their resident missing Bunny Girl. Right down to the eyes and Sting was planning on lecturing the girl when he got his hands on her.

Even in the beginning, Sabertooth was known to be the lone wolf of the local guilds. They did everything independently- for Bunny Girl to call up the attention of such an open guild like L'Arc Sibyl under the alias of some lame name was something that irked Sting to no end.

Which was why they struck a deal with the moon dragon slayer- because whatever she did, Sting Eucliffe was sure as hell that he wouldn't let anyone else but him bug the hell out of Bunny Girl never mind punish her.

"Fro thinks we're searching in the wrong part of town," the pink-frog-cat pipes up randomly as she flew around Sting's head in a halo like fashion. Lector only scoffed from his spot on the ground, "do not question the great Sting-"

"Maybe both of you need to-"

"I think Fro is right, Sting" Rogue perks up as he swishes his cape aside oh so dramatically and points at a cart stationed by the store just across from them, "Lily was probably carried off to the opposite side of town- her scent is all over that cart after all."

"Fro was about to say that! Rogue's so smart!"

"Well of course she was carried off, why would we be searching for that useless girl if she weren't?" Lector had said incrediously, looking at the both of them as if they were the stupidest creatures in the world as Fro went from praising Rogue to praising Lector. It was times like this that made Sting wonder what he did to deserve being stuck with such a bunch.

Fro was such a ditz sometimes that Sting wondered if she was ever dropped as a baby exceed- and knowing Rogue as a little kid, that little statement might have actually been true. He probably mistaken her as a whisk while baking cookies or something.

Lector, on the other hand, was a complete different story. Sting remembered the first time he had met his exceed- he was in a school of all places, and the exceed had flew in to teach the class of the advanced history and philosophy of magic.

Okay, maybe he was kidding a bit there- all he could remember after killing his dragon parent was that he was lost in some forest, stumbled upon an exceed village and Lector just happened to tag along when he upped and left one night. If he remembered correctly, that is.

Lector wasn't exactly a good influence.

"It's getting dark, we'll need to take a vehicle to get to the opposite side of town to find her in time," Rogue muttered as he strolled away to find themselves a rental, not even a bit bothered by the fact they had to resort to using means of transportation.

Sting, on the other hand...

Sting, well, he began to sweat profusely, muttering a million curses under his breath before blacking out.

Heck some of the things he could come up with would make a whole class of kids faint.

Because the awesome, cool Sting Eucliffe was too cool to just pass out peacefully.

yeah... let's just go with with that...

"What did you say your name was again?"

"Lily. Lily Harvard"

"Lily? As in L-I-L-Y, right?"

"now you know your ABCs, next time won't you leave me be?" I couldn't help but sing sarcastically as she spelt my own freaking name for me. What did she take me for. An idiot?

A few minutes had passed since Lucy had dropped the forbidden question; I couldn't say that I liked the sudden turn of events but somehow in the last few moments, I learnt that we had shared the same initials and were practically the same height. And she didn't know it but if I was still the L'Arc Sibyl mage I was before I was kidnapped, we would've shared the same hair color.

The only difference I could think of that could help animals that heavily relied on scent differentiate the two of us was the fact she smelt like citrus blossoms and I a dumpster.

And I could only hope Sting would follow the dumpster scent.

"Haha, sorry it's just Gajeel's cat is named Pantherlily but we all call him Lily," she laughed freely, rocking her head so back that her bunny eared headband almost fell off her head, "hey I was meaning to ask... are those real?"

She pointed at my own ears, and I nodded almost stubbornly before she asked me if she could touch them.

What was she? A three year old?

It wouldn't matter because she won my inner argument and was now squealing like a schoolgirl as she stroked my ears.

And I swear to whoever just upped and decided to make my life a living hell; it wasn't as wrong as it sounded.

She was just touching my ears.

Just touching them.

And I was blushing.

Not because of any weird reason.

But only because I was embarrassed.

Truly embarrassed.

Of someone touching my freaking bunny ears.

Shut up.

"Wow, your hair is so soft. What shampoo do you use?" She was saying before she started braiding my hair randomly.

I only muttered incoherently as I curled up on my spot on the grass beside her; we had strolled a bit whilst talking and had stopped by a hill beside the river. The atmosphere was still thick and I praised her mentally for even trying.

"Why do you like Salamander so much?" I blurted out randomly as she pulled on the braid to secure it onto my head, I felt her stiffen beside me and I turned back to see a red face beside mine.

"W-well because..." I watched her stutter and fidget, "h-he can be thoughtful, I guess... well sometimes. And..."

And she continued on, going on and on about the ups and downs of the Salamander- Natsu Dragneel. About how they met, about how he was like, about his odd habits and heck! I think she even told me about his own exceed- Happy at some point! By the time the red finally started to fade away from her cheeks and she seemed more comfortable talking about her crush, a thought had been struck and embedded into my brain.

Lucy Heartfilia was in love with Natsu Dragneel- there was no denying it.

The girl could go on for hours about the Fire Dragon Slayer- and would've if she didn't stop herself.

She practically knew him inside and out- practically was the key word but still, she probably knew more than the average person would.

And what about me?

I didn't have long to dwell on that thought when Lucy suddenly let out a high pitch screech,

"Eee! I think they might be tearing the bar down by now," she shivered as a dark shadow crossed her face. It was quite amusing to watch actually, she was like a real life cartoon character- you know... PG 13 that is. I could almost see the squiggly lines surround her as she shivered with a gross expression on her face, "thanks so much for your help, Lily. Bye!"

And just like a flustered schoolgirl character, the sentence had turned into a rocket that was quickly shot into the air as she turned and dashed away. Without a care in the world of the fact she was running in a bunny suit that flaunted almost everything.

I would never understand her.

"I didn't help with anything though," I muttered as I stared at her retreating back, "you only spilled your feelings out to me..."

Feelings?

Her feelings of Natsu Dragneel.

The dragon slayer she was undoubtedly in love with.

What about me? What about my feelings?

If I actually thought about it; I never actually knew Sting Eucliffe as a best friend- I just knew the basics and maybe a few private things, but not enough to actually write an embarrassing biography of the blond. And yet, he still made my heart race every time he stood near.

Sting made me feel like I was melting; he made me feel giddy and sweet and heck- he had me around his finger without realizing it!

That means I had a crush on him right?

Right?

Just seeing him makes my day, hearing him makes the blood rush to my face, being near him drives me insane. Knowing that he'll never see me like I see him makes my chest hurt... and yet I didn't know him as well as Lucy. And I certainly wasn't as crazy jealous as girls should be when they're in love- well I hope I wasn't so...

Would it be right to say I had a crush on him?

Or was I seeing him like a younger sister sees her beloved older brother?

"LILY!" I whipped around in shock; barely getting the chance to gain my footing before a pink ball of frog-ness attacked me. I let out a small gasp as I tumbled down the side of the hill with Fro crying in my arms childishly.

"Oi!"

"Bunny Girl!"

The dark silhouettes of Rogue, Sting and Lector were standing at the top of the hill now, staring down at me as I tried to calm Fro down in the middle of a freezing river in something that could've been considered a swim suit in a sense.

Not like I realized that I was still wearing the body suit thing; I was trying to sort out my feelings and calm a crying exceed at the same time that I didn't notice my surroundings. I didn't even realize that I was dragged out of the river and had Rogue's cape draped around my shoulders until Fro had finally stopped crying and the shadow dragon slayer had the Exceed taken out of my hands.

"Jeez, bunny girl. Way to make us wait," Sting looked a bit sick I noticed before I curled up inside Rogue's cape. He looked sick but he also looked mad. Like fuming mad. "What the hell were you even thinking, anyway!"

And then he lost it and started to scold me, pulling out a stick out of nowhere, whipping it around as he ranted on and on about how I should never do whatever I did again. I wasn't even sure if he was trying to hit me with it or not. I just hugged my knees and looked at Rogue for help, to which he only shook his head disappointingly.

"And then that Moon Dragon Slayer came to-"

"Emily?" I sprung up, my voice rising until it started to crack and stared at him in shock, "You met Emily Dawn?"

Rogue's cape was now on the ground below me as I started to panic- oh god, I thought as I started fidget, they found me.

Sting was frowning the whole time, and if possible it you could've traced the crescent moon using the frown that stretched his lips now. My heart dropped- whether by the sudden feeling of betrayal or the fact I actually did something to disappoint him, I wasn't sure.

"Oh so you know her, that makes everything slightly better,"

"What did she say?"

"Huh-"

"What. did. she. say?" At this point, I wasn't sure what I was doing. My hands were gripping the sides of his vest and I felt myself shivering with a fear and a sense of forthcoming. My feelings were a mess and ahh... gosh, I think I was about to cry now...

"Lily..." I looked up at him with pleading eyes to see that Sting didn't look as disappointed anymore and before I could stop myself, I wrapped my arms around his neck.

When I first joined Sabertooth; I was known as the silent girl under the pink-white hood, and after the 'transformation', I was Bunny Girl- who was sweet and awkward. I never really felt like I was pressured into a sense of belonging with Sabertooth, everyone was so lax and so... And then I started talking to Sting and Rogue, and it was honestly the best days of my life.

With L'Arc Sibyl, it was like being with the family you've never really talked to before. You know their names, you know them but the homeliness was empty and the only thing I could've said about them was that it was like being comfortable in a relative's house.

I felt a pair of arms wrap around my back and carelessly let tears stream down from my eyes, biting back the sobs. Sting never said anything, neither did Rogue during my mood swings; and that was the way I liked it.

I hope they forever stay awkward to the inner workings of a woman.

Sting tensed all of a sudden and I left his grip slacken before he pulled away to grab my shoulders, his eyes shining with bewilderment, "Lily..."

"Yeah?" I looked around awkwardly, blushing.

An eternity must've passed before I finally felt his fingers dancing down my back, I let out a loud squawk and pushed him away in embarrassment.

An embarrassment that I couldn't save myself from this time...

"You... You have a TAIL!"

Sometimes I really wish that Sting would break a bone or something during his laughing fits as I heard Rogue smack his forehead wordlessly.

Fun fact! All my cousins either have the last names LI or LY- I'm the only one with a completely different surname. But I named my OC knowing that Pantherlily was nicknamed Lily and I wanted to make a running gag out of it. Not because my family makes me feel left out in their generic-chinese-last-name-ness. Not. At. All.

Sorry for the OOCness guys, the knowledge of character profiles elude me.