The Prince and the Pauper: Stingue

If You

-Rogue-

He left abruptly.

I didn't understand why, Natsu-Sans eyes had become hazy and smeared with grief. His usual grin had dissipated. I tried to get his attention. I shook him a couple of times yet that had no effect. After telling him who my grandfather was... It was as though something had died in him.

I sat at the edge of my bed, left to wonder and contemplate, what on earth had just happened?

I decided to look for Sting.

He was probably at home since it was the weekend. Sting and I hadn't spoken for three weeks now. I had no idea why he hadn't replied to any of my texts. Once I tried to call him however I quickly realised something: I don't speak. I began to ponder if that night when he had visited me, the things I had typed- did it effect him that much?

I quickly pulled on some clothes, when someone knocked on my door.

I rushed to the door and peeped through that hole that you... peep through...? (A/N: I really don't know what it's called...)

"Rogue, it's me. THE AMAZING STING-MAN!" I grabbed the keys from the hook to my left and clicked the door open. "Oh, were you going somewhere?" I shook my head but I did smile.

Was he blushing?

I moved out of the way and allowed him in. As always, he simply threw himself on the sofa. I was going to type something along the lines of: "Don't act like this is your house. Don't you have any manners?" When I remembered: A) His grandpa owned this whole hotel B) He was paying MY rent. So, I couldn't type that.

I did however, sit next to him and stare at him for a long while. Trying to figure out what was wrong, which was hard.

His messy blonde hair that could never be tamed. His dazzling blue eyes that made sapphires feel as though they were plain rocks. That imperfect scar that made him all the more perfect. Those cute dimples right above his upper lip.

You know what, I'm getting a little side-tracked.

"W-why are you s-staring at me?"

Rogue: cuz you left for long time. why? did I do something wrong?? T^T

Stings eyes widened as he read the message. An apologetic smile flashed his face as he tried to avoid looking at me. His began to play with his hands as he tried to think of something to say. His usual talkative and cheery demeanour was veiled by his shame.

"Did you say anything to Lucy, on the day of the meeting?" He asked with a small voice. Why would he ask me that? Did something happen between the two?

Rogue: she ask me if you love her. i said yes. is that why you are angry?

Sting began to smile instantly. A pained smile. "I broke- Lucy broke up with me. She said you said something." His grin pulled back with every word that escaped his lips. "I'm sorry. I thought it was cuz of you and I blamed you... That's why I avoided you. And I'm sorry. I'm sooo sorry!"

He thought I did something. I choked back a sob and turned my gaze elsewhere. I bit onto my lip causing it to bleed. Licking the blood off, I turned back to find Sting crying as he stared at me. Tears streamed his face as he sobbed silently, his body shaking.

My hands trembled as I placed them on his face, wiping away the tears. The tears couldn't be stopped. He kept shaking.

"I- I'm s-so... Sorry!" He kept repeating this. I was certain he wasn't crying because he accused me of being the reason he and Lucy broke up. He was most likely crying because he and Lucy broke up. Why would he cry for me?

Rogue: stop crying! please! i don't hate you. its fine!

He barely read it before throwing himself onto me. He wrapped his arms around my side and pushed his head into the crook of my neck.

I paused. Every part of me simply stopped as Sting Eucliffe cried on me.

What was the real reason he was crying. I still didn't understand.

Rogue: why are you crying?

I pulled him off me and forced him to read it through tear filled eyes.

"B-because... *sniff* I met some old dude t-today and he would forget everything that happened five minutes before. I-it showed me t-that *sniff* maybe when I am old... I can finally... Finally f-forget everything!" He groaned as he laid his back on the sofa. "My life sucks!"

Rogue: are you depressed?

Sting simply nodded.

"Do you know what it feels like? Every morning waking up, feeling worthless. Thinking that you're the reason everything bad happens in the world! That maybe if you didn't exist... Everyone would be happy. Cuz in my case, if Sting Eucliffe didn't exist, well my family wouldn't be fucked up, now would they!"

Rogue: of course i know what that feels like. but if you didn't exist. i would of never have made one friend. i would still be out there. either doing drugs or dead

"I'm your first friend, Rogue?" I nodded. Of course he wouldn't remember me. He grabbed me again and pulled me close. He whispered something that made me cry.

"If you ever leave me again, Ryos. If you ever leave... I don't know what I would do."

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A/N: okay I keep changing chapter names. Well only that cobra one. I'll leave it as it is... For now

Anyways Sting speaking about some heavy topics. Hopefully NONE OF MY FELLOW STINGUE SHIPPERS have Depression

If you do... You can come to Papa Sasu, the author. And she'll be here for you.

Also, if you can see media,(fuck the media, sometimes it doesn't even show up) its a Big Bang song called: If You(like chapter name XD). I don't know if it suits this chapter. It might. That's for you to decide (its Korean btw)

Anyways next chapter... It's Stings back story. The one that i put off for so long.

To be fair at this current second, I have no idea what it's gonna be. I'm sorry.  XD

See ya laters alligators.