His Demonic Bride - Zeref x OC x Rogue ( Fairy Tail )

Chapter Sixteen

"Thy and Thou aren't, boy." Hana mutters, her eyes skimming over the similar sheets in her hands. Confidential plastered in bold letters at as a heading. Along with the small simple word 'Results' underneath in a small font.

"However... Thy does feel better knowing that thou's DNA differs." Hana finishes, glancing over her shoulder down to Ker who snapped her teeth before nudging her head in the direction of the train that's soon to be departing. "Farewell... Natsu."

Feeling progress between the two, Natsu grins, waving his hand above his head towards her fleeting form. Yet, without having results of his own, he cannot compare, nor comprehend the fact their DNA is technically the same. Hana swiftly, and simply lied.

Because Z said so.

The DNA swashes went well... Natsu having agreed, yet compared to the other human's, theirs isn't normal. It's different. Hana's threats easily shut those in the infirmary up. However, even though their DNA is different from everyone's... Both of theirs is the same type...

Yet Hana's is altered in small ways. For reasons she doesn't know. Yet... Like everything about her existence, Z knows, yet refuses to tell her... but has promised.

Rogue gives a soft nod as he lifts Hana a few metres from the train and helps her on. Ker following behind, being back to her original self, snapping her teeth and growling to everyone around them

Carefully, Rogue slides Hana into the booth before sliding in beside her. Sting and Yukino across from them. The exceeds on the table. Ker laying down on her master's lap with ears still perked high.

Sting and Rogue relaxed and not feeling the sickness radiating on them. However, normally when Hana would do it, due to her health status, and the lack of her medication that she claims to have back in her room in Sabertooth...

Rogue refused to accept her aid. As did Sting who was more subtle about it than Rogue. Wendy casted troia on them before they headed towards the train station.

"How are you feeling... Hana-sama?" Yukino asks softly, glancing towards Hana who as her head leaned on Rogue's shoulder, eyes closed and hair wrapped around her neck like a scarf. Her body adorned with her nature attire. The two pages of results on the table.

"Thy has had better days... Shall be better when thy medication is consumed." Hana replies tiredly. "It seems thy always forgets the medication during the games... Idiotic..." She finishes, her voice low, and each word trails off. The train jerks into movement, causing her to click her tongue in annoyance.

"The journey to Sabertooth isn't long. Only an hour, so you'll have your medication soon. But, do you honestly not know who gives you it?" Yukino continues, yet Hana shakes her head as a simple response. Rogue having told them all baring the Sabertooth mark after Hana declined Wendy and Chelia's help in her aid.

For Hana knew that it would be pointless. The only one who can help her is Z... For Z is her strength... And he promised to explain her illness when she returns back home.

"Like thy said... Thy does not know. All thy knows is that it works..." Hana mumbles, peeking through her barely opened eyes towards them. Sting taking a drink from the canister he filled and brought with him. Rogue's body tenses painfully however.

His hand slamming down on the table doesn't faze Hana, yet straightens her back, raising her head off his shoulder as Rogue moves out of the booth. His fists clenched as he turns his back to them, ready to walk down the aisle until the conjunction between the train carts. "You shouldn't have accepted this strangers' help... He could be making you worse and you just don't know it..." Rogue grits out before stalking off. Tension leaving him in waves.

His sudden departure surprising, yet Hana and him have yet to finish their discussion like he said. She kept putting it off... She kept it sparse, not telling them anything.

Frosche frowning as she slowly makes her way to follow him, yet, Hana places Ker beside Frosche and Lector on the table. Despite her weakened state, she slides off the comforted booth, and swiftly follows after him. Eyes peering around each carriage that she passes through, yet, no sign of him, so she keeps going towards the far back.

Slight worry in case he activated his drive and vanished within the shadows and exited the train.

Reaching the last carriage, she still sees no sign of him until she peels the door open towards the balcony type structure, and instantly gets yells of complaints from the people in the booths beside the door. The wind freezing yet cooling down the heat inside the train's carts.

Hana stays silent as she slides the door closed behind her. Walking up and shifting in beside Rogue whose leaned against the railing. Still unaffected by the moving train due to the troia. Eyes closed and raven hair shifting side to side. Both of them stay silent, Rogue secretly thankful that she followed, for he wishes to bask in her company alone.

It comforts him...

Minutes pass by. Yet silence still encases them. The only thing to break is it the wheels scrapping over the tracks as Crocus leaves their sight – only giving them more assurance that this years' games are over, and things have changed. Changed for better... Or possibly for worst.

With a sigh of negative emotions, Hana finally breaks the silence. "Thy know information on him. Thou shalt, and has never been a stranger." Her words catch Rogue off guard, his eyes widening, snapping them to lock on Hana's calm, and relaxed form. Hana keeping her eyes on the fleeting nature surrounding them.

"Thy met him... During one of our jobs when thy noticed thy's health draining..." She lies swiftly, her heart aching for one of the first times as she lies so easily to his face. However, like all confrontations, she masks it. She clicks her tongue, showing her discomfort for this conversation topic.

"It was when thou and Sting were asleep... Thy had gotten in touch with him with parchment and ink.... Thy didn't want thou to get worried so thy didn't speak of our meeting... He's a famous medical healer... One of the few throughout Ishgar..." She continues, resting her elbows on the railing, her fingers interlocking underneath her chin.

Hana glances at him from the corner of her eyes, and his face is concentrated, awaiting for her to continue, yet he's believing her. They've spent years together as comrades; Rogue would never expect her to lie about something like this.

"He's not in Fiore... Hence why thou sent thy the medication... He gives directions... Amounts and times..." She hums, rolling her neck. Passing Rogue a weak smile. "He says my health is deteriorating because by the conditions I was kept in within that cellar all those years ago. But it weakened my body overtime."

With slow movements Hana turns around face him, reaching up and cupping his cheeks. "I didn't tell you any information as I promised for my health I wouldn't..." She murmurs, finishing.

Without warning, Rogue engulfs her into an embrace. His arms tightly around her back and winding into her hair, refusing to let go. Seconds of shock passes before Hana's arms slowly slide up his chest, winding around his neck and burying her face into his shoulder blade.

"I'm sorry for pushing you... For not trusting your judgement. It's not how I should've reacted." Rogue mumbles, burying his face into Hana's hair. Hana's eyes stay open as she peers out into the vast scenery. The wind dropping significantly as a large gust blows into them, causing Rogue to nearly lose his footing and release his tight hold.

"Let's get inside. The weather looks like it's going to get worse." Rogue mutters, clasping Hana's hand and opening the door, yet fails to tug her in its direction. Her eyes stay locked on the distance.

'Z...'

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