It was about a week after battle of Fairytail. A rainy day, nothing special.

I had just woken up, my body still aching from the fight I had with Mirajane a few days back. Casting my eyes down, I swung my feet over the side of the bed.

Barely any of the guild members would talk to me anymore, and even fewer, if any, of them trusted me. That went the same for the rest of the Raijinshuu.

I really couldn't blame them, after everything I did during B.O.F. I still couldnt help but feel bad, and I knew those memories of guilt would haunt me the rest of my life.

Sighing, I walked over to my closet, and stripped to nothing, before putting on my usual, daily clothing. I grabbed a brush from my nightstand, and began to brush my hair as I walked down the hall, and to the kitchen.

Although my house was a little big for one person, it was cheap, so I had accepted the offer on the flyer. So far I had lived here for 4 years, since I had first moved to Magnolia. I had joined Fairy Tail only in hopes to make money since I had none, and finally managed to make enough to get somewhere to stay.

I turned on the TV and finished brushing my hair, walking to the fridge as I set the brush on the counter. Opening up the door I looked through it to see what I had, but knowing I really wasnt hungry, I just decided to skip breakfast for today.

Shutting the fridge, I walked back into the living room, and stared blankly at the screen. Some kind of main stream comedy that everyone had seen before, so I flipped the channel up again. A movie. Then a drama. Another comedy. News channel. Then static.

I sighed, clicked the TV off, and rested my head in my hands. I still had a huge scar on the side of my face where Mirajane scratched me. Lifting my head, and raising my other hand to my face, I ran my finger slowly across it, feeling the bumpy edges of the dried up blood that still remained.

-Mirajanes Turn!-

I woke up, yawning as I heard the rain splatting against the window. Sitting up in bed, I looked outside. It was a grey scene, the only color being the grass which was a dark green.

"Freed..." The grass instantly reminded me. I had meant to go see Freed last night since he hadn't come to the guild yesterday. He hadn't called in sick, so I was just going to go check on him.

I finished brushing my hair, doing all my usual routines for the morning, got dressed, etc. As I rushed out the door, I heard Elfman call after me, "Nee-chan! You forgot breakfast!"

I ran back inside, and grabbed a peice of toast before turning back to the door. "Thanks Elfman!"I yelled with my mouth full as I ran outside, my jacket half on. I had wnated to leave in a hurry, that way if Freed WAS going to the guild today, I wouldnt miss him.

It mightve been easier to just wait at the guild, but what if he wasnt coming today? I wouldnt get a chace to ask him. Oh well, I was already half way there.

As I stepped onto the porch of Freeds house-rather large for one person. I walked up to the redwod door, and rung the doorbell.

-THIRD PERSON FROM HERE ON-

Freed`s head jerked up as he heard the doorbell jingle. Who could be here this early? It was only around 8 o`clock in the morning, still an hour before anyone would head to the guild.

He stood up, and walked to the door, looking through the window on one side to see who was here. "Mirajane?" He thought, a bit surprised. She looked a bit cold, which he guessed was from the rain. Scurrying to the door, he turned the handle. Mirajane smiled at him once it was open.

"Hello, Freed..."She said, shivering.

"Mirajane? What are you doing here?" Freed stepped closer, leaning against the door frame.

"I just came to see how you were, you know, you didnt come to the guild yesterday..."

Freed paused, staring blankly at her with an intensity Mirajane almost found unnerving.

"Well...just thinking over things a little..." He finally answered, softening his gaze to Mirajane's content.

Mirajane`s eyes suddenly darted to the bright red scars on his cheek. The blood was dry, with a "/" pattern going from below the side of his nose, to his jaw line.

She lifted her hand, and touched it lightly. "Did I do this...?" She asked Freed, nearly whispering.

Freed looked down. What was he supposed to say? "Yes, youre the one who made a 6-inch-long claw mark on my face." He looked up.

"Well...yeah..."He answered, gently pulling her hand away from the scar.

Tears gathered into Mirajanes eyes. "Oh...Freed, im so sorry..."She hugged him around the chest. Different than before, the hug was an apology. Not a comfort hug as it had been before.

This time, Freed knew exactly what to say. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around her. "But Mirajane, you shouldn't be saying that...i'm the one who should be apologizing to you..."

Mirajane looked up. "What do you mean...?"

Freed stared at the wood below. "Juvia. She hurt herself because of me holding her and Cana hostage. Alzack. I nearly killed him by suffocation. Cana. I made her suffer by my sword. Same for Reedus, and your brother..."

Mirajane winced at the memory of her brothers screams, and cries. "But...Freed, I did forgive you...Didnt I tell you after the fight? I cant say for certain whether or not the others have, but I know for a fact that I do. I forgive you."

Freed stared at her. "...how?"

Smiling, Mirajane hugged him again. "You know how. Is not like I could explain. I just did...there's not much else to it. Lets just say we're past it, all right?"Her smile grew.

Freed felt a smile slowly creep onto his face. "All right."He answered as he responded to the hug. "Thank you. For everything, Mirajane."

"Youre welcome Freed..."