Oh my gosh, I have no idea what to do now- I'm like two chapters behind with Fool's Gold and like five chapters behind in 'Sky Drive'. Gaah, I'm screwed. I also have a whole bunch of oneshots that I've yet to finish too. Whatever, I'll think up of something soon, I hope.
In other news, we finally know who the celestial mage of Sabertooth is- Yukino Agria! Oh man, I feel so bad for her; and I think I like Kagura too so I'm like lost with my feels. Whatever, I'll start shipping Sting/Yukino whenever the first fic of them is published lol.
The morning after that, I was woken up by Sting in the most strangest of ways.
Well actually, it was more like this was the strangest prank he's ever pulled on me yet.
If it was prank, that is...
"Gee, Lily. What are you doing in my bed?" I turned a bright crimson as I rubbed my eyes tiredly, not ready to retort back as I tried to ignore Sting's half naked form in front of me.
After the duo dragon slayers had escorted me back, I immediately sank into the closest thing there was in the room that was soft- which happened to be the couch, and laid there until sleep overwhelmed me. I wasn't sure how, it was probably Rogue or something; but I somehow ended up on the mattress. But I was used to things like that happening; the shocking fact was that I somehow went from their rented hotel room to my room, which was on the other side of the hotel. On another floor too.
"Mmm, why are you using my shower," I muttered, not really caring if my groggy voice had accidentally mashed some words together. I wrapped the thick blanket around my form and sank deeper into my pillow as I heard Sting approach me.
"Oi, don't go to sleep on me, bunny girl." He pulled on the blanket stubbornly, and laughed when I made noises and fought back, half asleep. "C'mon, wake up."
"Reeest," I complained quite weakly as Sting finally grabbed the blanket away from my reach and dumped it on the ground. I glared at him, his form blurry through my sleep heavy eyes.
"Like what you see?" Came his cocky retort, as he struck a pose and I took the chance to curl up and fall back asleep.
The thing with Sting's morning pranks was that they never really work.
You see... Sting was a morning person, as in a bright and early morning person. Me? I was basically an owl.
I wish they had given me owl genes instead of rabbit genes.
I was well on my way to La La Land when I felt someone pick me up and started bumping me up and down on their shoulder. I would be lying if I said I hadn't panicked at that moment; my eyes shot open and I started to pound his muscular chest in protest.
"Ok! Ok! I'm up! I'm up!" I squealed as he made a point to do laps around the room, jumping onto and over every possible thing there was to jump over.
He had this big grin on his lips when he finally set me down in the built in kitchen; where Frosch, Lector and Rogue were there making breakfast. Well more like Rogue was making something over the stove while Fro and Lector waited hungrily. I let out a startled yelp as Sting all but threw me onto a chair and then looked himself over, letting out a loud curse under his breath.
"What is it?" I looked up, now fully awake as I watched him scratch his head. Beads of cold water dripping down along his strong chin. I swallowed nervously.
"I-ahh..." He laughed and I looked him over then and let out a loud scream. Covering my eyes with my ears and hands in embarrassment, "PUT SOME PANTS ON, YOU PERVERT!"
"Oi! It's not my fault it fell off, you should've woke up earlier!" He walked towards me with a smirk on his face and I let out another scream, putting my hands out in front of me.
Big mistake.
Sting's hard muscled chest was up against my body now, his gaze suddenly dead serious as he stared down at me, "Lily..."
He was lowering his head now and I was on my tippy toes. Our lips, just a centimeter apart when I let out another scream
and jolted awake.
"Holy shit, are you a screamer." Sting murmured beside me as he stirred awake and I looked at him with a tomato red face.
I did not just dream of Sting Eucliffe chasing after me in the nude.
I did not.
I did not.
I- who am I kidding, I am such a terrible person. Oh gosh...
Sting got up from his spot on the ground by the head of the couch then, stretching and giving me a full on view of those- wait? Couch? When did I...
I shot up as well and looked around, almost bumping against Sting as he grabbed my wrist and led me to the kitchen, "you forget? You collapsed at my place last night."
The sight of Rogue dumping noodles into a pot caught my eyes then, I almost forgot that we all collapsed in Sting's room last night. We were all too lazy to head different ways so we all opted to bunk together. I sighed, that just meant that the dream was just a dream.
It wasn't as reassuring in my head as I thought it would be as I found myself cupping my face in my hands in embarrassment as Sting went in search for something in the cupboard.
Why do I always have such ridiculous dreams during the most inappropriate times?
Ahhh- really, I could just d-
"You didn't recharge your lachryma yesterday, right?" I looked up to see Sting handing me a big mug the size of a soup bowl and stared at it in curiosity.
Once upon a lifetime, I had told Sting and Rogue that unlike most people, I couldn't digest most food like normal people and I had to constantly refill a lacrima container in me or else I would die. That, I remembered, earned me the temporary title 'Lily, the Failed Bunny Dragon Slayer' and the duo plus their exceeds had taken me on a quest to the next town in order to find the mother bunny and become True Dragon Slayers just like them. Sting had laughed like crazy that time and it took a while for it to die down. It made me unsure if I should share more things with them ever again.
"Drink it. It's a potion," he shoved it closer towards me and I took it before he accidentally dumped it all over me. The cup was huge and the odd smell had me wrinkling my nose, looking up at him like I was a little kid asking for a way to get out of this. All he said was that Rogue was the one who concocted it, and it was all I could do before I choked down the milkish potion drink.
It tasted so very vulgar I tell you; like the shadow dragon slayer had mixed coralbane- a bitter gross tasting herb and pepper with sugarless milk tea. The look on Sting's face told me that he had a similiar reaction the first time he drank it as he said, "it's supposed restore your magic power quicker. Rogue made it just for- "
"Breakfast's ready." Rogue's dull voice cut in quickly as he put a large bowl of spaghetti on the table. I watched Fro and Lector fly in from god knows where and seated themselves on the table, Fro singing some song about eating Rogue's cooking. Sting only smiled and I just tried to finish off the gross drink.
And that was how the morning flew by...
I just had to giggle as I watched Sting's form on the lacrima-vision as he trudged through the chariot, chanting encouragements to my team mate despite the fact he couldn't hear me even if he wanted to . Someone beside me laughed and I turned around to see Seira sitting beside me, cheering.
A wide grin stretched my lips as I wrapped my arms around my guild mate that I haven't seen in forever, "Seira! I missed you!"
The animal summoner only laughed as she hugged me back, quickly looking over her shoulder before asking how I've been. I felt like crying as we started reminiscing while the lacrima-visions focused on Sting's little feud with the Fairy Tail dragon slayers about whatever there was to complain about.
Seira Longhorn was the first person I met and befriended when I joined Sabertooth, the only person who actually knew me for me. She was a drifter, which made this friendship somehow amazing; sometimes I wouldn't see her for months as she was always traveling. One time, she left on a 'shopping spree' to another country and didn't come back until the next year.
If Seira and I hadn't had any breaks in our conversation to stare back at the happenings in Chariot, I probably wouldn't have known that Auguston had switched out for Cecelia Aerosa that day and the younger girl wouldn't have pointed it out just in case I didn't notice, "your old guild's doing pretty good..."
Pretty good? I scoffed as I watched Cece strumming her guitar as she steadied herself on the moving vehicle and practically killed the ears of the Perfume guy of Blue Pegasus and everyone else around her. Voodoo magic- I remembered as I watched her dodge Risley's hard punch, she manipulated music in order to control a person. Sometimes I wondered why she couldn't just call it Music Manipulation magic, but then again- even that would be a tad bit deceiving.
"Of course, I think Sting's doing an excellent job," I could practically hear the smirk in her voice as she leaned towards me sarcastically and giggled. The sight of Sting practically dying on the vehicle didn't even faze me a bit and I found myself looking back at Cece's process. Silently cheering for my old guild mate.
Cecelia Aerosa was such a charming girl, there was no joke there; she was kind and caring and like the typical main female character of a kid's show. She was all the more likable compared to me and it made me wonder why they hadn't replaced me with her as their cover model when I left.
I watched with a small smile on my face as she ran through the moving platforms, strumming her guitar as everyone behind her started getting headaches. A real charmer that girl.
"Lily, are you even..." Seira nudged my arm and I snapped out of my thoughts and jumped a little in my seat. Staring at her with wide eyes, "What?"
Probably not the best thing to do to a paranoid girl because immediately after I asked that; she paled and started looking everywhere, scanning the crowd behind her for any dangerous presence. It took quite a while before I got her to calm down.
"Lily, I think you need to get your priorities straight," she was full on staring at me now and I slumped deeper into my seat, turning my attention back to the lacrima-visions, "Lily. Listen to me."
"I am." Cece was swinging her guitar at the perfume guy, who for whatever reason had two tubes stuck up his nose.
"Good because Lily, you and I both know you can't keep running away from this problem anymore." Ironic how she's only been here for an hour and she already figured it all out. The fact that I was hearing this from a young paranoid drifter didn't make it any better.
"I'm not running away from anything, Seira. I'm not."
"You're running away from this now, Lily. You've been avoiding this problem for years. Please just decide already..." My blue eyes wavered from the lacrima-visions to the pale white fists that rested in my lap. The crowd was cheering all around me as Seira asked something I knew I had to face sooner or later. I had hoped for the later.
"Lily, you can't have both. It's either Sabertooth or your old guild- it's either staying here with your new life and the one you're totally crushing on or it's going back to L'Arc Sibyl. Back to your old life."
The crowd roared. L'Arc Sibyl won third place.
I hope it isn't too confusing or stuff. Don't worry people! All your OCs will appear with more lengthy-er cameos in time!
Its my birthday on Monday- April 30. So I'll try my best to update again on wednesday again as a little gift from me to you since I love you that much.
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