BlackLynx17: Hi *waves*. I'm working on a couple of new things right now, hopefully they'll be successful, but we'll see. Thanks for loving Mendy and taking time out of your busy day to read this story.
I arrive on the outskirts of Fairy Tail circus; I'm late, so late I don't have a clue on what I was doing before this. How did time slip by me so fast? I start running into the large tent with flashing lights and loud cheers coming from the inside. I flap open the covers and run inside, the music nearly making me deaf being played so loudly over the cheering cries of thousands of fans.
A complete and utter full house.
I can't even find myself a seat and stand in the ground, watching the wild grins on Fairy Tail's faces as they entertain what looks like half the population of Era. I don't think this tent is even big enough for the whole population and I know next's week show is going to be much more populated than this since it'll be their last one before hitting the road.
Huh... they're last show. It's about to happen, one more week with Wendy before she disappears from my life for a while... I shouldn't think like that. We've discussed this, talked over it, want to make it work... just how boring in my life going to be without here though?
"THANK YOU LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! THANK YOU! NOW BEFORE WE CONTINUE ON OUR PERFORMANCE WE'D LIKE TO TAKE A SMALL MOMENT OF YOUR TIME AND THANK ONE SPECIAL INDIVUIAL WHO, IF IT WASN'T FOR HIM, WE WOULD NOT BE HERE ENTERTAINING YOU ALL RIGHT NOW!"
I break out of my daydreaming and look out on stage, seeing the whole gang walk out on stage around Erza's who's standing in the middle of them with a mike in her hand. She looks at everyone in the ground and smiles.
"On the count of three guys, one, two, three-"
"THANK YOU DORANBOLT!"
My name is echoed throughout the whole tent, getting screamed out by everyone, up in magic lights, and fire, and water, and ice, everyone giving a special thanks to me when I really... I don't think I really did anything. It was all them, everything was them, they accepted me, they allowed me to help, and all I did was give them a chance to show everyone how wonderful they are.
I'm glad there isn't a light shining down on my or anything like that right now, because that would be a little bit too embarassing. I accept my thank you and clap along with the others until I see the show get back started, slipping into the back where the dressing rooms are.
"Thanks again Doranbolt!"
"Doranbolt! You really saved us! Thank you!"
"Nice work Doranbolt!"
"Doranbolt!"
"Doranbolt!"
I'm patted on the back and given hugs by everyone I pass by, Erza marching straight over to me and crushing me into her chest.
"Doranbolt! Look at this! This is all because of you!" She says pulling me back.
"No Erza, you did that."
"If it wasn't for your help though-"
"You still would be amazing."
"But not everyone would be able to notice. Thanks Doranbolt, thanks for your help." Erza smiles tenderly at me.
I smile back, "you're welcome Erza."
"So, did you come here to preform? We have a costume all ready for you to do some tricks in!"
"Wait- what?!" I ask being pushed away.
"Come on now, don't be shy. We need someone to shoot out of a cannon!" Erza cheers.
"ERZA! I'M NOT DOING THAT!" I yell trying to get away from her.
Her grip is like pure steel though as it clamps down on my shoulders, "don't worry, Wendy will catch you with her wind if anything goes wrong."
I should have just stayed in the front and watched from the floor, I should have known they'd try to drag me into this.
"No! I don't want to be shot out of a cannon!"
"Hahaha, you're so funny Doranbolt. Don't worry, I promise it'll be entertaining!"
Someone's tapping my forehead; I moan out and roll away, burying my face in the pillow.
"Doranbolt?"
I ignore the voice.
"Come on, it's time for breakfast."
"Two more hours." I mumble back.
"Hey, that's my line, hehehe."
I open my eyes and turn my head a little, seeing Wendy giggling and smiling next to me. I reach my hand out and cup her cheek, stroking it lightly with my thumb.
"I'm tired Wendy, I don't know if you noticed, but I got shot out a cannon last night."
She giggles harder holding onto my hand, "I noticed, I was there."
"And you did not help at all when I called for you as they stuffed me inside of it."
"I knew you would enjoy it once you were shot out."
I pull my hand away and frown at her, going back to my sleeping. She jumps on me and lays on top of my body, all sprawled out giving me her entire weight.
"Come on, wake up! I'm hungry!"
"Go on without me then." I tell her.
"No, I want to go with you. I still haven't told the others we're dating yet, so right now seems like the perfect time." Wendy says, "although I'm sure most of them have already suspected it."
I blink lightly, "is everyone going to be okay with it?"
She leans into my view, "why wouldn't they? After everything you've done, you're one of us Doranbolt."
"You're leaving soon."
"I thought I told you, these relationships happen all the time. No one's going to be surprised or mean about it."
"I'm just worried they'll think... I'm being cruel."
"If anything Doranbolt I'm being the cruel one. You're staying is this town while I'm venturing off into grand adventures... uh... when I say it that way maybe I should tell them after we leave. More than likely they'll try kidnapping you with us since they'll think it's the least we owe you. But that still doesn't mean I don't want you with me for breakfast!"
"Wendy," I swallow down the lump in my throat, "I love you."
She freezes completely. What did I just say? I think the truth, I'm pretty sure it's the true. The moment is horrible and I'm idiot for saying it right now, I don't have the slightest clue on why I said it right now! Why?! Nothing was telling me to do it... I just wanted to say it. I love her. Maybe it was love at first sight? Maybe it was because of all the kisses or small moments we went on, but she's the one I want and I want her to know that.
"I want to be with you, I want for this to work."
"Wha-wha-what are y-you- sssss-say-ing D-dore-dorabolt?" She stutters.
"The truth." I answer.
"But- wha- why?"
"Why? Why tell you? Or why do I love you?"
"I- I don't know. I know why you're telling me, because you feel it, and you love me because let's face it, I'm lovable, so I don't- I don't really know what I'm saying right now."
Her face is turning a brighter and brighter red and I swear I can see steam coming from out of her ears. I chuckle and lean up a little bit, placing one of my fingers under her chin as I press it up for her to face me.
"Thank you Wendy."
"For what?" She whispers softly.
"Making me stop and stare at you, making me become intriged and enticed by you, welcoming me so easily in your arms. I would be an entirely different man right now if I hadn't have met you, a worser man, and I have you to thank for that. I love you."
"I got that last part," she mumbles looking away.
"Did I look this cute sqirming under your gaze? Because I have to admit, this is rather fun." I tell her.
"This isn't fun at all!" Wendy pouts, pushing me away.
She falls out of the bed and I start laughing as she fixes herself up and glares at me.
"Stupid jerk! Go ahead and starve this morning, huff!" She huffs heading out the room.
I lay back in her bed with a bright smile on her face, not believing how she she is. That will probably be the stupidest thing I'll ever do, confess to her right when we're about to leave each other, but I wanted her to know. There is a stomping sound coming from down the hall and her door slams open.
"Hey stupid jerk!" She calls out.
I look at her; the glare on her face softens a little bit as she looks back at me.
"I... I loveyoutoo," she races out before closing the door again.
I start laughing to myself as I roll around in her bed, a big goofy grin on my smile. She loves me, she loves me, all those kisses, all that flirting, all those smile moments together between the two of us... we're in love. I never thought this is how I would find my soul mate. I was sure I'd meet her at my job; she would show she was interested, I wouldn't notice, my friends would convince me to ask her out and then it would turn out that I do like her and we'd get married a couple years later. This was nothing like that though, this love was exciting and completely different.
When we first met I thought she was a hobo.
When we first kissed it was only a game.
When she flirted I was embarrassed, when she teased I got mad, when we were together I loved being around her, but I didn't know it was because I was in love with her. I have to thank you fate and life for throwing me into a whole new ballpark. I love falling in love this way; it's much better than any other story I've heard from my friends and my parents and my friend's parents. Falling in love with a circus performing, falling in love with a council member for her... I can't wait to tell our kids our strory.
Kids?! Where is that coming from? I blush and roll around in her bed, hugging her pillow close. What am I thinking about kids? We've only just started going out? All of this is brand new! We've said we love each other and we talked about living together, but that's it! Nothing else! What am I thinking?!
"Ah!" I yelp out rolling on the ground, "ouch."
It seems I was rolling away too much on her bed. I pick myself up and throw the pillow back on her bed, rubbing the back of my head as I pull out whatever is stabbing into my spine right now. The answer was a very thick and heavy book about... Era. I hold the book in my hand and turn it around, seeing the large check mark on the spine. Check meaning she's been here, check meaning she's given a performance here, check meaning she doesn't have to come back...
I stand up and walk to her bookcase, looking over the world that is inside of it. So many places, so many countries, so many adventures and stories she's had. She's probably met thousands of different people, seen hundreds of different things, experienced way much more fun than she did at Era... and yet out of all those exciting things... she chose a normal, plain, and boring guy like me. I should be happy, I should be so happy that what she wanted was me and not anyone else from the life she's lived, that she hasn't met anyone else that has caught her interest like me... but I'm not.
It only makes me realize how much of a life she's had without me. Wendy is like the wind, she's exactly like the wind; she goes wherever she wants to go and goes at her own flow and pace of things. Nothing keeps her back, that statement has been proven true since none of these other places have made her settle down. Here I come in, trying to stop the wind. I'm just a mountain in her pass, she can go around me and without me, but instead she's trying to push me along with her.
No matter how much the wind blows, a mountain cannot move though. And just like she cannot move a mountain, I cannot stop the wind.
Are we going to be able to make it?
I sigh out lightly and place the book back in the bookcase, letting my fingers linger there for a bit before they drop.
"Don't go Wendy."
We have eight more days together; come next Sunday... she's going to be gone.