Disclaimer: The characters belongs to Hiro Mashima

Drabbles of First Meetings!

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Bored

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Bored. Rogue was bored. Utterly and absolutely bored. Trying to keep his concentration on the class had never been more difficult. Calculus 101 was boring, the teacher was boring, his classmates were boring, even the weather was boring. Sunny and plain day, not even a gust of wind to entertain his eyes wandering through the window. Boring. Boring enough to make him break his own rules and start to play a bit.

It was not fair for his classmates, he knew. It was very rude from his part and, as much as socializing wasn't his favourite activity, he neither liked being rude with people. Taking advantage of his gift wasn't fair or polite, but Rogue was bored and ready to fall asleep on his seat so he did it anyway. Stretching his mind he wandered around his classmates' minds, stealing pieces of thoughts.

The girl with the curly hair seemed to have a date that night and Calculus was the last thing on her mind. The guy with glasses seemed to be very focused on what teacher said, but his thoughts keep circling around how sleepy he was after spending half the night on his favourite MMORPG. There was a readhead thinking how much she hated her hair and that she should dye it again. Green or blue, she thought. Rogue agreed, green hair was great. He kept lazily wandering from mind to mind, thought to thought until something happened. Something that had never happened to him in twenty years.

"Hey, want to hear a story?" Rogue jumped on his seat, looking to his sides and searching for the one talking to him. But there was no one near him. No one to speak to him. And even then, he had hear a voice, as clear as if it were whispering into his ear. And, if no one was talking to him that meant...

He straightened his back, looking around the room until he found it. The voice's source. Three rows under him, a few seats to the right. Blond hair and the bluest eyes Rogue had ever seen. And they were looking right to him, a teasing smile on his face, as if he were throwing a challenge to his face.

"So?" Said the voice again, and the blond's smile widened. Rogue pondered a bit and then answered. What did he have to lose?