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Wendy knew from the scent lingering outside her door that he was back.

Smiling, she tucked the book away under her pillow and called out sweetly. "Mister, I know you're there."

The door opened and the mysterious man chuckled. "I have not fooled you once, my dear. I congratulate you on your exceptional observation skills."

Wendy blushed bashfully. "I thought you wouldn't come."

The man walked closer until he was only a few inches from her bed. "My dear, I would not miss our meetings for the world."

Wendy smiled up at him, feeling unusually comfortable in his presence. She couldn't describe it, but his scent calmed her. It was like she knew he would protect her.

Her eyes wandered over him, His always crisp coat over his pressed suit, his eyes unseen behind the sunglasses he wore. His messy brown hair was uncombed and yet suited him.

"You seem to be doing better," Mister said.

Wendy beamed. "Yes, just a little more and I think I can get back on my feet."

"I hope you'll be more careful this time, my dear."

Wendy's smile dimmed a little. Ever since the accident, fears of crashes and cars still tore at her.

"I had a dream again," Wendy said, moving on.

"Please tell."

"It was someone," Wendy smiled. "Their voice was very calm and gentle. I think I was dreaming of someone very special to me..."

There was silence.

"Is that so?" He finally muttered.

"Yes," Wendy's voice started to crack. "And the thing is..."

She slowly leaned over and started to lower his glasses. He made no move to stop her.

"I know it's you." She said softly, and fully slipped them off.

Onyx eyes stared back.

"You..."

"You haunt my dreams." They both whispered.

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Lucy was crestfallen.

She tried to hide it with a beaming smile and bright laughter, but her friends weren't complete idiots.

It had finally sunken in.

Chisaki truly hated her.

And Lucy had no idea why.

Refusing to let tears well up, Lucy only stared at her bento before prodding her rice in disinterest.

"She doesn't deserve to be your friend, Lucy." Juvia muttered. "Juvia does not like her."

"No kidding," Gajeel grunted. "Bunny Girl, stop being a whiny bitch and get over it. She was the one who hurt you."

"I just want to know why." Lucy said simply. "She was the first person to reach out to me after..." She trailed off.

All of them tensed, for they knew what she meant. She was still in pain; and it was all their fault.

"I'm a bad friend." Levy whispered.

"Juvia is despicable."

"Yeah, we were all assholes." Gray agreed. "It's all our fault."

Lucy glanced up at the young man sitting beside her.

Natsu's pupils were narrowed and glaring angrily at the ground.

"He's being a dipshit," Gajeel grunted, throwing a carrot at the crown pronce. He didn't even notice it bouncing off his forehead.

"Natsu," Lucy said, placing her hand on top of his.

Natsu glanced down at it before weaving their fingers together. He cleared his throat and flashed them all a toothy grin. "Sorry! Just thinking."

"That's dangerous," Gray snorted. His retort was a spoon thrown at his face. "Dammit, Natsu!"

"One cannot have a moment of peace with this group," Levy shook her head, but was smiling anyway.

"Gihi." Gajeel cackled, chewing on a fork. "Damn right."

While Natsu and Gray started fighting again, Lucy couldn't help but look at the school.

All her life, she had been eager and desperate to have some form of education. Without it, she would never have been able to secure a good future for her and Wendy.

And here she was, yet she hated it. The people were truly awful, and even though Lucy tried to cover it up, it hurt. It hurt that her peers could so easily attack and strike at her without a second thought.

"Go Gray-sama!"

"I'm gonna kill you, popsicle!"

Lucy looked at her friends.

They were happy.

So full of laughter, they built their love off of each other. They needed each other.

Lucy bit her lip, and for the second time that day, she smiled. Truly and really smiled.

And gods did it feel wonderful.

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She cried, holding her baby gently in her hands.

"Oh, Wendy..." She muttered, her arms weak as she gently pressed a kiss to her forehead.

She was dying. It was inevitable.

And it made her suffer that she knew her beautiful child would grow up with no mother or father.

"I'll watch over you," she whispered. "I'll always love you."

The baby gurgled lightly, her head turning to the right to get closer to her mother's warmth.

The dying mother held her even closer, sobbing.

The baby blinked open her brown eyes, cooing in confusion as she felt salty tears drip gently onto her skin.

"Sorry, sweetheart." The mother choked out, brushing away the tears with a shaking hand. "I'm just... scared."

She pressed another kiss to her cheek. "It hurts me that I will never be able to help you with your first steps, to rock you to sleep, or to teach you your first word."

The mother smiled shakily at her baby. Her strength was waning. "I don't have much time, love."

"Just remember. I'll always be there for you..."

The mother's brown eyes so similar to her daughter's started to close.

Blue hair surrounded her like a halo.

"I love you."

Just moments after, the door burst open, and the baby started to cry at the loud noise.

"No..."

"She's gone!"

"No! Please, come back, you have to come back for our children, Gra - !"

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