First or Last Kiss?

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The Grand Magic Games have only just started and Lucy and her team were on their way back to the hotel. Everyone was full of tonight's dinner and were joyfully chatting. Lucy looked up and admired the night sky, just as she felt an urge to see him again. But she couldn't, of course she couldn't. She had to clear her mind and go for a walk. Lucy decided that she wouldn't be long so she told everyone she'd be back soon.

After Lucy and the group parted, her mind wandered off to that blonde. He was so frightening and yet, yet she found him so attractive. A Dragon Slayer, huh? She thought about his dark eyes that followed every movement in the arena. They intrigued her so much, something about those eyes said that he was different. Different from his looks, his strength, or even his team-mates. She thought about how weird that sounded, but weirdly right, too.

Suddenly she heard voices from around the corner and she ducked in a nearby alley. Lucy held her breath and tried not to attract to much attention.

Sting and his group were nearing their guild's hotel for the Grand Magic Games as he smelt something strange in the air, something sweet and strangely familiar. He sniffed the air, yes! There it was again. He had to find out where it came from. That sweet scent never left his nostrils as he told the other that he was going to walk around town. Everyone nodded and headed inside, except Lector, Frosch and Rogue.

"What?" he asked irritated. Couldn't he even walk around town now? Rogue raised an eyebrow, shook his head and headed inside with Frosch, before entering he said, "Be careful, though." And shut the doors. Lector looked up at his buddy and frowned. "Uh, what's up with the interest in the town all of a sudden?" Sting shook his head, he didn't know, too. He just wanted to know where that scent came from. It smelt so familiar, where had he sensed the same air before?
"Well I'm going in, too. Don't think I need to remind you to be careful, though. You're strong enough to win any fight!" Lector left excited and yawned before he shut the doors as well, leaving Sting alone outside.

Lucy didn't hear any talking after a while and decided that it was clear to go. When she stepped out of the alley, she saw him.
Him. Sting. Sting Eucliffe.
Yes, it was definitely him. Lucy turned around to run, but he had already sensed her. Still she backed away in the alley and spun her heels. Shit, she thought as she crashed into a couple of wooden boxes, she recovered quickly and ran away. She could hear footsteps behind her, but she couldn't turn around. No, she wouldn't turn around.

As Lucy ran into another alley she didn't notice the dead ending until she almost crashed into it, she tripped over a pile rubbish instead and fell face down on the stones. The running behind her ceased as well, she lifted herself up to see a hand in front of her face. "Here, let me help you." Sting grabbed her arm and lifted her up.
"Uh.. Thanks." She said while looking away. She swore she saw him smirk, but when she looked at him, his face was a mask.
"Why did you run." Sting simply stated. "I – I thought I saw you at the Games." Lucy answered. "So?" Sting seemed dissatisfied by her answer. Lucy sighed. "I.. don't think I'm allowed to come across other guild members." She finally said.

Sting had sensed the presence of someone a couple alleys back and when he'd followed it he'd found a girl. A girl around his age with stunning eyes and hair until her waist. What he didn't expect to find was the familiar sweet scent. The girl was definitely the source of it. And he definitely liked it.
"Why aren't you allowed to see other guild members?" Sting asked less hostile. The girl looked up in surprise, she furrowed her brows and burst out laughing. Sting watched her with a questioning look.
"Um.. Sorry 'bout that." She took a deep breath, trying not to laugh again. "There are two guys in my guild that constantly fight, not just each other, but if anyone says something they don't like?" she paused. "BOOM." She clapped her hands. "All hell breaks loose and it doesn't even matter who you are or where you came from!" She cocked her head. "They just fight you." A ghost of a smile appeared on her face. And Sting realised he didn't even know her name.
"What guild are you in?" He asked curiously. She held up her right hand next to her face where a guild mark showed in soft pink.
"Fairy Tail" she said proudly. This time he burst out laughing. And got an annoyed look from the girl. "Done yet?" she asked irritated. Sting took a deep breath.
"Hmm yeah, sure" He said, only to end up laughing again, which earned him a slap across his face. He immediately stopped laughing and looked at her, beginning to get angry.
"It's not funny." The girl said, avoiding his gaze.