Red Roses

Chapter 1: Thorns

"I've got to go. See you next time."

Macbeth awakens from his sleep, unaware of all the commotion around him. Sorano was being loud at Sawyer for messing with her stew she made for dinner and Meredy tried her best to solve things but Sorano can be a little stubborn. To his right he could hear a voice.

"That dream again?" asks his friend Erik. Macbeth nods while yawning.

"Man, that's weird. You really don't know who that was?"

"Never met her." He sighs as he fixes his braid.

He's been seeing this (h/c) haired girl in his dreams ever since he was little. It all started in the Tower of Heaven. With screams and cries resonating the cells, Macbeth would have trouble falling asleep. Whenever he had a slight chance to do so, he would see a girl around his age in his dreams. They talked, played and spent time together until he woke up. Even within this hell, he had some light.

"Sawyer, get back here! I'll make sure next time you eat, you pass out from the spices!" Sorano yells, chasing after him.

"Not my fault you're not tolerant of it. I liked the spicy stew!" He replies, running away from the angry woman.

"Come on guys! Let's just remake the stew." Said Meredy, getting another pot and some ingredients.

This was another normal day with Crime Sorciere. Even though they had been granted amnesty a few days ago, it still doesn't feel real to any of the members. They are all used to living in secret, away from the public. They did not have a guildhall nor a place to call home so they wander around in the nearby forests.

As Jellal and Richard came back from town with supplies and food, they notice an upset Sorano running after the Speedy mage.

"What's happening?" Jellal asked as he puts the purchased items in bags.

"Listen! Sawyer destroyed my perfectly good stew with his own spices!" yelled the pale blue haired girl.

"You call that perfect? It barely had any flavor in it! I was just seasoning stuff and made it 100 times better." replied the annoyed Sawyer.

"I'll never cook for you anymore!"

"That's fine with me!" Sawyer shrugged. "Who wants your tasteless stew anyway."

"You can always make another stew, you two." Richard proposed.

"That's what I'm saying! No one would listen to me." said Meredy, ready to prepare some more.

"Enough arguing. Sorano, go help Meredy. Sawyer, you could have added spices to your own bowl instead of the whole stew." said Jellal, trying to calm them down.

"Ugh, fine!" said both of them.

Erik snickered at the show as Macbeth yawned, unfazed.

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"Thanks for the meal!" they all say after eating. Erik and Sawyer get up to do the dishes while the others rest up near a campfire.

"I've been wondering..." Jellal started. "What will we do from now on?"

"What do you mean?" asked Meredy.

"We've been granted amnesty. Wouldn't it be better for us to live our lives as we want? I don't want to take everyone's freedom by keeping the guild if you guys want to live on your own."

Meredy stood up. "No! I don't want to! I want to stay with you guys forever!"

"I feel the same, Meredy. However, I want the others to decide on their own." Jellal replied sadly.

"I'll be staying with you two!" exclaimed Richard.

"It's not as if we have anywhere else to go to." said Erik. Sawyer agreed.

"I guess it's not bad being with you guys. Except Sawyer." mumbled a still bitter Sorano.

"Oracion Seis... No. Crime Sorciere is now like a family. We will stay by your side." Macbeth said silently.

"That's love!" Richard pointed out.

"Besides..." Macbeth started, remembering his dreams and the girl appearing in each.

"There is something I would like to do."

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Author's note:

Thank you for reading!

Since this is the first chapter to my story, I've made it quite short but expect longer chapters soon!

I hope you like it! I'm not the best at English so sorry if there are any grammatical errors or anything.

I hope you enjoy the future chapters as well!