((A/N: So, I edited some stuff in the last chapter. Maybe it'll be clearer what happened? I don't know. So, yeah, sorry if it was a bit vague but it was kind of what I was going for since they were drugged memories.

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IMPORTANT: I am at a beach city right now, so maybe I won't update next week. Luckily I had this chapter prepared, sooooo... Yeah. Be patient. I'll return to my lovely home the forth of february, so be ready for some waiting.))

The Wolf who Fell in Love with Little Red Riding Hood

Sixth Visit: Saturday Midnight.

Honestly, Erza didn't blame him.

She had for a while been afraid and angry at him, her home was destroyed, and her father was dead, but it was not his fault.

She heard about the real reason, and she just knew that he couldn't have fought, he was fourteen, the rest of them were thirty. And there were so many of them.

He had hurted her, Natsu hated him, and Lucy had a big resentment against him. She didn't.

Not really.

She was more worried than mad. Where was he? Where was Wendy? Were they together? Were they okay?

Erza tapped on the counter of Lucy's kitchen. She was spending the night since before they realized the sun had set and Lucy insisted.

Talking about Lucy and insisting, Natsu had been wondering if Lucy could go outside. When he asked both of them stared at Natsu as he was an idiot. The blonde seventeen yeared old hesitated after a few moments. And glanced at Erza.

"Do.. Do you think?" Lucy said, covered in her many layers of sheets. Natsu was constantly glancing at them, as if wanting to get under them.

Then Erza thought about it, the question, not letting Natsu inside the bed with Lucy, even if she didn't have a problem with the obvious couple-to-be (yes, that's right, to-be. Not even Erza could believe it), she didn't want Lucy to be uncomfortable in any sort of way. Anyways. "I... guess that with a lot of practice and small, slow steps you could learn to walk, again. It's going to be hard"

"I can help!" shouted Natsu excitedly.

Lucy was petting Happy with a small smile on her face. "We can try, then..." she muttered.

"Alright! I'm all fired up!" he had said.

Erza sighed and looked down at the kitchen's counter. She then glanced at the window, half expecting to see a certain blue haired eighteen-yeared old, watching as he stood on the snow-covered branches. No such thing.

She headed to the front door, and opened it slowly. Cold... she thought.

She walked quickly back in and grabbed her winter red riding hood.

The woods were covered in white, and it looked so nice. Erza liked snow. She exhaled and saw her breath. Even though it wasn't the wisest thing to do, thing she knew, she decided to go for a walk. Maybe they'd finally get together while she is gone!

She walked forward until she saw the detour, immediately the memories of laughter and happiness, and of course, flower crowns, rushed through her head, causing a warm smile on her lips. There were no flowers. Even though she loved winter, she knew that it costed so many things.

Erza looked around, and saw the end of a blue hair lock. She didn't knew if it was really him, but it was worth the shot. She sighed, thinking of all the things she wanted to say.

She knelt, grabbing some snow. "There are so many things good about you" she said loud enough. "But you couldn't never really see them, could you?" She stared into the snow, putting it to eye-level. Along the years the words in that whisper she thought she didn't get became clearer as her fear and anger cleared as well. "You said you were sorry, and I already know you didn't want to do it. Your hands were tied. You said you were sorry, and I forgive you"

She was replied with silence... for a few seconds.

"T-Thanks..." a female voice responded, Erza dropped the snow in her hands, feeling the cold sensation on her hands.

Oh, and Erza also felt how her cheeks warmed up. "You're welcome" she muttered, well, that was unexpected. She turned and saw a blue haired girl, not much older than fourteen years old.

"I... I know those words weren't for m-me. B-But! Ehm... They a-are helpful and... And, uhm, thanks a lot!" she stuttered, and Erza smiled warmly.

"Of course. What are you doing here?" she asked, not sure why she would be, looking at her and how old she is, she knows the girl really does not belong in woods like this one, and even less at these hours. "It's not safe"

"I was... It was stupid of me, but I was searching for some flowers. But, well, there's the snow, and it's winter, and I really didn't think it through," she talked fast and low, and Erza almost didn't catch the last part, "because now I'm lost, and I had to get home at nine and I don't even know what time it is, and Jellal is going to be worried si-" Erza's eyes widened at the name.

"Did you just say Jellal?"

"U-Uh" now the little girl's eyes were widened, were panicking even. "No! No, I-I didn't. Jellal? W-What kind of name is that?" she tried to lie with a fake laugh.

Erza raised her eyebrows, she knelt in front of her, the snow cold and wet against her bare knees. "Little girl," the girl flinched at the nickname. "You don't have to lie. Did you say the name?"

She shook her head. "N-No. I did not" she tried to keep her tone strong.

Erza nodded. "Alright then, what's your name?" she gave up, seeing the girl's attempts to keep the truth locked away, she suspected someone might have told her so, like her father had told her to keep her last name to herself.

"...Charle" she said after too long.

"Okay, Charle," Erza stood up and offered her hand. "Let's get you out of here"

"R-Really?"

Erza nodded. 'Charle' took her hand and walked behind the red haired lady. "So, flowers, huh?" Erza started. "Why would you get all the way here, in winter, at these late hours, to get flowers?"

"I.. I... Ehm..."

"Another thing you can't tell?" suggested Erza, as she turned to the left.

Charle shook her head, "No.. It's just hard to... uhm, explain, a-a long story..."

"We've got time"

"Well, my brother... He's not really my brother, but, eh, he is always been like one, he took me in when I was six." So it is Wendy, she is so pretty. Erza turned to look at the girl, and a smile grew on her face, she tightened the grip on the young girl's hand, "His name is Siegrain" she said, nodding to herself, satisfied with the quick way she said the name, hopefully expecting that Erza didn't notice, but of course she did. "Even though he told me this as a bedtime story, it's obvious it's about him" she said, rolling her eyes with a smile, "He met a girl once, before he met me. He told me she was the most beautiful girl he had ever met"

Another blush reddened Erza's face. She looked forwards, not daring look behind.

"He told me the first time he saw her she was singing" ..What? No, I wasn't..? Unless...? "He knew that the forests where she was walking through were really dangerous. And since then he watched over her. Making sure nothing happened to her. He wasn't sure why he did so, but he told me he just knew he had to. They finally met when he fell of a tree. Trying to disguise himself, he howled as a wolf. And... well, he was obviously discovered" Wendy giggled, "He said she was really smart, too. I've always wondered why didn't he just married her if he loved her so much?"

If what she felt before was heat on her face, she now felt she was burning. She'd bet she looked as red as her hair by now. "Why didn't he, then?" she asked.

"That's when I come in" Wendy sighed. "He found me, took care of me, barely being able to see the girl anymore. One day he brought a flower crown for me. It's flowers were so pretty. Red and Blue. Just the same colour as your hair, actually!" she exclaimed. "Well, he said he had a nice time doing them. And then I think that was the first time I saw him blush" she giggled again. "So, time passed, and it was getting hard for both of us. There was no food, and Je- Siegrain started dealing with bad people. I bet if I wasn't there and he wouldn't have to share whatever little we got, everything would have been just fine. He would be happy" she sighed. "Anyway, things started to get brighter, and Siegrain stopped going to there place, little by little, until he almost didn't go. We had money, we had food, and we were planning to get a home. Close to this forest and big enough for five of us"

Suddenly Wendy stopped and let go of Erza.

"Is something wrong?" she said, turning around to see her. There were tears running down her cheeks. "But the bad people didn't want Jellal to leave" she said, drying her tears. "S-So, they took me one n-night, and didn't let me go until Jellal did one last job... After he did, he just... changed. I gu-guess. We ran. And... I barely even see him smile lately" Wendy sighed again. "And I thought of that day when he brought the flower crown, he was so happy... And I just came here. I just thought he'd smile if I got them"

"It was nice of you to do that"

Wendy chuckled, as in remembering something, "I know. That's what he always says..." she muttered.

They finally got to the end of the path and found themselves standing in front of Erza's hometown. "Well, this is where I live, Browthtown. Where are you guys staying?"

Wendy shook her head. "I can't tell"

"Alright then. You know how to get back from here?"

"No... But I know how to get back from Magnolia"

"Alright. You are lucky it's close by. Just head north down that wide path" Erza instructed, pointing at it.

"Thanks a lot, Miss Scarlet!" exclaimed Wendy as she ran in the right direction.

"You are welc-" Erza chuckled. "Just like him... She doesn't know how to lie properly" she turned around, heading back to Lucy and Natsu's.

But instead of walking in her own right direction, Erza took the detour.

It took longer, but the view was prettier.

She decided, right then, she would take this path from now on.

The wrong one that felt just right.

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((A/N: Ah... I love writing this story. It's the best.

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Le Potato: I know! I do love this couple and how complicated and angsty, and annoyingly difficult they can be.

...I use the word "love" a lot... I guess I've got much to share, since I have no one.. *cries in a corner*))