First or Last Kiss?

~13~

Lucy woke up with a start when something next to her stirred and she immediately sat up.
"Wendy..." she breathed relieved and lay back down. You could say that Lucy had been on edge lately. Freaked out at every little sound, even her own image in the mirror when she got out of the shower. Lucy didn't know what it was but she knew it had something to do with the dreams she'd been having. Or rather, the nightmares.
Lucy rubbed the sleep out of her eyes as she relived the vivid dream again;

"But I said no!" Lucy screamed at the dark figure in front of her.
"You must sing, Ms Heartfilia. No, no... You will sing indeed." The figure cackled like a mad person before vanishing into thin air.
Lucy looked around frantically and was surprised to see everyone she held dear surrounding her.
"Please, Lucy-san!" Wendy begged, Charle by her side.
"Get fired up! Do it for your friends!" Natsu begged, dragging Happy with him who yelled a soft "Aye!"
"Do it ...for your family!" Gray said while supported by Juvia who was on the verge of crying.
"Now, now child. You must ...do it ...for yourself, too!" Master Makarov said quietly before collapsing in Mirajane's arms.
"NO!" Lucy yelled, but no sound reached her fellow Fairy Tail members.
"WHY?!" She yelled again, but before she could get any answer, everyone disappeared and was replaced by a mirror.
"Huh?" was all Lucy could utter before she saw her reflection, or so she thought.
"Lucy Heartfilia. Female. Age 17. Former status: Noble. Current status: Fairy Tail mage." Her reflection said and Lucy took a surprised step back.
"Who..who are you?" Lucy asked carefully, pointing with a shaky hand at the mirror.
"I am you. You will be me, that is if you don't sing." The future Lucy unclasped her cape and current Lucy held back a scream.
"W-what happened?" she sobbed at the sight. Her left arm, where her Fairy Tail mark used to shine in bright pink, was now... gone.
"Dragons..." Future Lucy whispered and a tear slid down her pale face.
"What?! But that's insane!" Current Lucy yelled and stepped towards the mirror.
"Listen, Lucy Heartfilia. If you are told to sing, so shall you sing. If not, the wrath of 300 dragons will be unleashed by Him." Future Lucy looked down at her feet and added quietly.
"Please, I am begging my former self, do you know how frustrating this is?"
Lucy could only stare at her future self before the scene dissolved in smoke and haze.
"WAIT! What do you mean 'Him'?!" she yelled, but there was no use. She was gone.

Lucy's eyes shot open and she carefully held her left hand in the air, calming down when she saw the pink mark still on its spot. It all didn't make any sense to her. Not the singing, not the yelling or her future self. And dragons? They didn't really exist, right?
What about Igneel? Or Grandinee? Metallicana? Lucy thought warily and sighed in defeat. There was no way Dragons could actually exist, someone would've noticed one by now.
"Lucy...san?" Wendy asked sleepily and Lucy looked down at her tiny figure.
She was almost as old as the blonde, the difference was just a couple years, but that didn't change the fact that she was still Fairy Tail's little baby.
"Hmm?" Lucy answered.
"No.. nothing." Wendy answered and turned around to sleep again. Lucy smiled and got up. She took a quick shower and dressed herself into gear. Another round of the Grand Magic Games, here I come. (A/n: Hehe... I forgot which day it was *whispers* sorry)
Sighing she took her belt with her whip and key-ring and clasped it around her waist.
"I'll be on my way, Wen!" Lucy said and the girl replied with a sleepy "Okay" and "Good luck!"

*POV change*

Rogue woke up to the sound of someone cursing loudly and a plate or five smashing on the ground.
"Sting?" he shouted, getting out of bed and hurrying towards the kitchen.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Rogue yelled at his twin Dragon Slayer who stood there, blood on his hand and staring at the broken pieces on the floor.
"Shit man, what did I do..." he muttered.
"You broke the tableware."Rogue answered indifferently.
"I CAN SEE THAT!" Sting yelled and Rogue backed up a little.
"Come on Sting, get your shit together. Can't you see you hurt her feelings, get your ass into some clothing and go talk to her!" He told Sting and turned around to take a shower and change.
"Fuck." Sting muttered and Rogue halted in the doorway.
"If that's what you want you should just tell her." He taunted and ducked just in time for a plate flying towards his head.
"Fuck you." He yelled and walked over to the sink to wash his bloodied hands.
"Heh. Sting, sorry, but I'm not –" Rogue began but Sting cut him off.
"Don't you dare continue that! I'm warning you, Chenney!" he yelled and dried his hands furiously. Rogue smirked at his reaction and turned around, again attempting to leave but he had one more thing to say.
"Hey, Sting. You know how I always talk about those walls you build around yourself? Well, they're disappearing. Stone by stone, she breaks the walls down." He let out a short laugh.
"It's funny to see that you don't even notice what she's doing to your head." With those words the dark haired Dragon Slayer exited the kitchen.