I'm Still Here

Why?

Rogue wasn't sure where to go after his and Sting's argument, so he just walked along the city of Crocus, breathing in its fresh air. He let his hair flow gently in the wind as he looked back on the nauseatingly horrible and confusing events of today.

"Did I seriously just vent out the essence of my frustrations to a random man?" he thought.

"And why was he being so nice and understanding? And Sting! That jerk, who does he think he is?" His inner thoughts screamed as he punched every molecule of air he could find.

He couldn't shake off the feeling of embarrassment and regret for opening up to a stranger. As he continued his solitary walk, he realized that venting out his frustrations had provided temporary relief, but deep down, he knew that resolving the issues with Sting was crucial for his peace of mind.

Rogue took a deep sigh before deciding to pay Gajeel a visit; after all, he had nowhere else to go.

He hoped that Gajeel, being well, would be able to offer some guidance or at least lend a sympathetic ear. As he made his way to Gajeel's place, Rogue couldn't help but wonder if opening up to that hard-headed bastard would do him some good. He decided then and there that he would just like to rest at that point; he felt no desire to relieve his frustrations.

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Rogue knocked on Gajeels door, and it swung open in an instant, an annoyed look on his face. The piercing-faced man seemed to be wearing nothing but shorts.

"Oh God, Levy's in there, isn't she?" asked Rogue.

It seemed the couple finally got some alone time after the baby was born.

"Really, kid, come on, let me be. Could we talk tomorrow, please?" Gajeel asked before slamming the door. Rogue still saw the red cheeks that had formed, though. What was he thinking when he opened the door dressed like that, though?

Rogue couldn't help but chuckle at Gajeel's embarrassment, wondering what possessed him to answer the door in such a revealing outfit. As he walked away, Rogue couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy, wishing he had someone special to share intimate moments with too.

"Where do I go now?" he thought.

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Kai was walking along the streets of Fiore, but wait, who was the purple-haired girl with him?

"Hey Mona,I just wanted to let you know that I saw them today, have seen them a few times actually, and had a mission with them," Kai said.

"Them, huh, it's fine; why would I mind? It's not like they remember us or anything; I mean, how could they? Their memories were wipred," spoke the woman known as Mona.

"Yeah, about that little deatil," Kai trailed.

"Why, what do you do?" questioned his sister.

"Nothing; I just may have mentioned your name and told Sting he broke your heart. You know, you made them realize they knew us."

"Are you crazy? Great, now this'll be a whole thing."

"I'm sorry, okay. I was just really mad at him, okay? I mean, how could he?"

"He? What about Rogue then?"

"What about him? I mean, he was fine—confused, but fine. He did a random vent to me, and for some reason, I was understanding. I think I might be bipolar."

Mona took a deep sigh, shaking her head at her elder brother's stupidity. Others may not know it, but he's kind of an idiot and not as scary as they think.