Lost Love

back home

"well i'm glad to see that you have all made it back alive" Auma greet us warmly  as we walk back into the house.

"yeah, so am i" Sting jokes and collapses down onto the couch.

"so how did it go?" Auma takes off her apron and stands in front of our group as we pile onto the too small couch.

"well we got everything that you put on the list" pointing to the bag that Levy had dropped at the foot of the couch i lean against whoever i sitting next to me. my mussels are tired from the continues matches that i had stupidly decided compete in.

"yes but that doesn't explain all of the bruises that you are currently supporting" of course she noticed, she notices everything. "and why your have used up almost all of your concentration on a spell of some sort?" she turns to levy. "and lastly why none of you are wearing you pendants?"

"oh boy" Rouge mutters and from next to me Sting groans.

"today was supposed to be a day off with relaxation" flying out of the kitchen the walking stick wack all four of us over the head. "now talk to me about what happened and how many rules you broke."

"oh we broke all of the rules" Sting says like its nothing.

"don't say it so proudly" i elbow him in the gut.

"let me go get the bruise cream and then you can explain this all to me" Sighing she walks back into the kitchen.

"Lucy, would you care to explain why you are covered in bruises?" i can just feel as the three pairs of eyes bore into me.

"Max challenged me to a couple of duels with a couple of the top fighters of the gang." Sting shakes as he laughs. "i couldn't say no"

"Ghee, that guy could talk anyone into doing anything."

"well then i suppose it's a good thing that Mr. Cooney made him the new boss." not long after Lilly was healed Mr. Cooney named Max the new boss, by the looks of things pretty much everyone agreed with the decision.

as it turned out Max had been friends with Lilly since she was borne, so that explained why Max was in the room with Lilly and why he was so emotional with her. Max had also agreed to make us a part of his gang, not real members but we had some power and status there.

"but why didn't you say something sooner?" 

"i didn't realize that they would bruise" holding out my arm i poke a purple spot and show it to Sting.

"aw, look at that." Levy muses and when i look over at her i glare, she's wearing that smile like she knows something i don't.

"Sting if you could please?"  Auma strolls back into the room and passes Sting a small container. "by the looks of thing Lucy has a few spots on her back that she wont be able to reach and since your the closest"

"uh, no i don't think he needs to" the idea of him touching me scares me more then i could care to admit.

"i'll do it" standing up Rouge takes the container and meets my gaze. the soft understanding look in his eyes relaxes me a little and i smile thankfully at him. Sting moves away from next to me so that Rouge can take his place. when i look at Sting he almost seems to have a hurt look on his face but in an instant its gone.

"now explain" i shiver as Rouges cold fingers meet my skin.

"why are you always freezing cold?" i shiver and arch away from his touch.

"do you want me to do this or not?" grumbling i sulk but let him continue applying the ointment.

the next morning we went back to our normal routines. waking up early, meditating, training ect. but there was something strange going on, for some reason there was a weird tenseness between Sting and me.

"take a five minuet break then we'll move onto the sparring sessions." Auma claps her hands. walking over to target at the other end of the field i start to pull out the arrows in planted in it. Auma had us split up into different weapons and we where rotating around in them.

"hey Luce, can we talk?" Rouge questions, walking up  next to me and leaning against the target.

"depends what about?" flickering my eyes over to where levy i putting away her daggers i look back to make sure he's got the question.

"no, not about that. there is nothing going on there."

"do you want there to be?" a cheeky smile crosses my face as he goes red.

"like i said, i am not here to talk about that" turning back to the target i keep pulling the arrows out. "i am here to talk about you and Sting" glancing at him i can tell that he's serious.

"okay then, what bout Sting and i?"

"you should forgive him, or talk to him, or something" pulling the last arrow out i collect them up and sling my bow comfortably over my shoulder. walking over tot he racks i don't reply to him. "i know that you want to so whats holding you back?" placing the bow in a spare spot i pretend not to be listening. "you don't have any more legitimate reason for hating him. i can see it in you that you know he's changed" i hate how right he is. "maybe your just afraid?"

Levy's POV

i watch as Lucy pushes Rouge to the ground and draws her dagger on him, holding it to his neck. "looks like their having a very heated argument." Sting comments but i can hear the venom dripping from each word.

"yeah" looking away i study his annoyed face. "you could talk to her maybe? then you would have an actual reason to be jealous."

"i could say the same for you"

"hey, i actualy talk to rouge. and he talks back to me" crossing my arms i can't help but be defensive.

"anyway i'm not jealous." when he looks back to where Lucy is helping Rouge up i can see how hard he's trying not to scowl. "but why can't she be that relaxed around me? she flinches every time i touch her and hardly ever looks me in the eyes or smiles at me. she has never properly smiled a me" ranting he pouts like a child.

"well if you want her to be normal around you you have to be normal around her and actually hold a proper conversation with her" patting him on the back i walk ahead of him and over to Auma.

"well i think that's enough of a break for now, partner up and start going through the moves that i taught you last week." pairing up with Lucy i face her and as we start going through the moves we talk.

"have you thought about talking to Sting yet?" she frowns and looks over to Rouge.

"is this something your both in on or do you just think the same?" ah, so that's what they where talking about.

"i'm just saying, it would be good for you to make friends with him. he's quite a nice guy once you get to know him." over the year i had gotten quite close with both of the dragon slayers, Sting as well as Rouge. sure it was rough at first but once i cracked through his tough exterior it got easier.

"yeah i don't want to hear it. Rouge's already given me all the reasons and explanations."

"well whatever he said he's most probably right." that's the end of the conversation as we start sparring.