Disclaimer: The characters belongs to Hiro Mashima
Drabbles of First Meetings!
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Thief
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Thief. Little thief. That's what people screamed at him every day. Most of them, at least. Some of them were kinder and pretended to not see.
It wasn't his fault, actually. He was just trying to get something to eat, and it wasn't his fault if he was faster and smarter than them. It wasn't his fault if the apples were on his way and he hadn't eat anything that morning. It was just bad luck for them. So, he thought it was unfair that they decided to chase him through the market.
Even if he was faster, thanks his magic, he was still small and inexperienced. Also most of the merchants didn't like him. He had been a constant leak on their profit for some months and no one was willing to help him, not even the kind ones who didn't scream to him.
That left him alone to solve his problem to avoid his pursuers while keeping his apples safe. It could seem a simple task, but the market didn't have so many people at that time which made difficult to blend with the crowd. His only option was running as fast as he could, with his hands on his shirt keeping the apples inside it.
His escape was more or less working, until he crashed into someone else. He fell with his ass to the ground, but the fruits were still safe and that was good enough. When he lifted his eyes, he found another child who had also fell with the impact but was already standing up. That remembered him of the people chasing him and he jumped to his feet, hearing carefully. The merchants must had been really angry, because they were still after his trail.
"Come here" the other kid said then, and before he could do anything he was dragged by the elbow to a corner.
"Let me go!" He said, trying to keep his voice low. "They'll find me!"
"No, they won't, wait"
Just after the kid finished saying that, he found himself surrounded by the dark. The shadows covered both and he couldn't see anything, thought he felt the hand remained on his elbow. He could hear the sounds of the guys who were following him passing near and then losing into the distance until he couldn't hear them anymore. The darkness disappeared then, and the other kid let him go while saying.
"I told you they wouldn't find you"
He figured he should thank him some way, since the child had helped him, but he didn't have too many things to give. In fact, he could only do one thing at that moment. So, he opened his shirt a bit before saying.
"Do you want an apple?"