((A/N: Hey... There... Back home..

Ehem...

Well.. I've got just one question, How many of you saw it coming?))

The Wolf who Fell in Love with Little Red Riding Hood

Eighth Visit: Sunday Morning

He panted softly.

He heard it.

The cries.

They weren't really loud, but he heard them as if they were right beside his ear.

As if she was right beside him.

It took all of him not to move, not to make a single noise.

There was more blood than he'd expected out of the wound inflicted on him.

Hidden behind a tree, he could call out for her but he didn't.

You die as you lived.

That's what he had learnt as a criminal.

If only he had changed earlier.

If only he wasn't the wolf and they had a different kind of story.

He had avoided 'If only's all his life, knowing what they did to you, but right now, he just had to wonder.

If only they wouldn't be destined for tragedy.

It was a lovely Sunday morning. There were soft winds that blew the hung clothes and made the trees dance. The sun was shining brightly but the temperature was nice. Birds sang, you could see more than many butterflies flying around in their beautiful wings so delicately decorated, and there was a gentle buzz caused by the cicadas.

Holding tightly to her brown old basket, the young lady who was able to see these things for merely ten minutes, walked through the darkest of forests. The tree tops were so many and so big, that they allowed at most three, four or five sunshines pass through.

Her scarlet hair was barely visible for someone seven feet away from her, unlike half of her life. She spent most of her time receiving compliments from either strangers or being judged as daughter of the devil by her neighbors.

Erza walked through the forest almost daily since she was seven or so.

She remembered her mother's first warnings once upon a time, "Erza, be careful while walking through the forest, dear," she would plead her right before she left with the same basket she was currently carrying on her hands, "be careful of the thieves and criminals, who hide there. Oh, Erza, is it absolutely necessary to visit your friend at the other side of the woods?"

Even as a child, Erza was perfectly able to defend herself, her father had taught her the moment she was able to hold a sword how to use one.

After he passed away, his lessons were engraved in her mind.

But after her mother did, she would still go to the woods.

She had thought she should stop, but she wasn't able after all.

Because she had to see someone.

Erza walked through the woods she had finally decided to explore enough to know it as the back of her hand.

It had been a couple years.

She was still waiting. But it was alright.

Today it's Sunday, so she takes the longest of paths. Like every week, she goes to visit her best friend and her fiancé, title Erza believes took way too long to be adquired.

Lucy was so much healthier.

She walked now, and even though she got tired easily, Natsu was always there to help her. Erza was glad she hadn't kicked him out the moment she saw him that one monday morning.

He would make a hell of a husband for Lucy.

Erza sighed softly.

It was a lovely Fall, this year. The whole woods were brighter, and the whole place looked so warm thanks to the leaves. And unlike most falls, the flowers were still alive and beautiful, just as it was spring.

She turned at the same old detour, and saw two shadows, one small and a taller one.

Erza followed behind, taking the knife in her hands, that was, until she heard a soft shaky breath.

One that was followed by a sob.

"I... I still can't believe it" a young female's voice said.

An extremely familiar one.

Erza quickened her pace to see what she expected.

Blue hair.

"Wendy?" she called.

When the fifteen yeared old turned around, she dried her tears and gave a bright smile, "Miss Scarlet!"

The woman next to her turned, she had pink hair and reddish eyes. "Oh, great, another human" she muttered under her breath.

Erza reached both of them, and gave a hug to the little one, no hesitation.

"How have you been, Wendy?"

"Good!" she exclaimed softly. "H-How about you, Miss Scarlet"

"Please, Wendy, we've known each other since forever, call me Erza"

Wendy smiled softly, "Oh!" she exclaimed, and said quickly, "Erza, this is Polyursica, my aunt. Polyursica, this is Erza Scarlet, Jellal's... uhm..."

"I was an old Friend" Erza finished, the word aching a bit.

"Hmph. I will wait over there, Wendy" she said a bit rudely and left.

"Okay!" she shouted, then turned to look at the scarlet-haired. "So, how are you?"

"It's all been alright. Lucy is getting better, Natsu and I've found a place to work at. A guild, to be more exact"

"That's great! What's it's name?"

"It's name is Fairy Tail. Quite a place"

Wendy grinned brightly, and she can see several familiar features on it. He didn't really smile that much, but when he did, it was just like finding a treasure. They weren't family, but Erza had heard that if you stay with a person long enough, you start sharing some unconcious acts. She saw it in Natsu and Lucy all the time.

"I'm glad" Wendy said simply.

"And hey, what have you been up to?"

"I'm just trying to keep up to my aunt's teaching" giggled Wendy. Then she sighed, after a few moments in silence. "It's been two years now..."

The smile Erza was holding faltered a little. "Hard to believe, huh?"

Wendy chuckled, "For some reason, I still wait for him to come late at night, dragging his feet to get to the bed. The thought of making him the day's dinner sometimes just pops up in my head, thinking that he won't even remember to eat if I don't shove the food down his throat" she shook her head with a nostalgic smile.

"I have this feeling he is-" she then stopped. She didn't't know why, but she didn't want to really let all her secrets away.

Not yet, anyway.

She felt him.

Watching over her.

She didn't feel the need the hold onto her sword as tightly as before.

So she was thankful.

Wendy and her were walking together, talking about what they have been doing these last two years, until they arrive to their destination.

A big oak tree, surrounded by flowers of two different colours, blue and red. A few words carved into it.

We'll Meet Again, Dear Wolf,

The Little Red Riding Hood and the Pup.

((A/N: Final Chapter! It was short because it was more like something to wrap everything up.

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