Acnologia, my Childhood Friend

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

You're getting an early chapter today, guys, isn't it wonderful? ^_^

From now on and until Fairy Tail is back from Tenrou, the days won't come after one another, so it constantly time skips, if not I will tell you. 'Kay? ^_^

On a much darker note (I know it's supposed to be the other way 'round) you remember a pair of weeks back about my computer getting water, but surviving? Yeah well, showed up that it just needed a pair of weeks to shut down :( Basically, I can't turn it on...

Luckily though, I've saved the chapters and ideas for new stories I've written on Google Docs, and we have more than one computer in the house, so I'll be able to upload and everything. I've also downloaded the app on my phone, so I can write whenever I want, basically, ^_^

That doesn't really affect you guys at all, I just realized... Well, now you know! I apologize for any grammar errors that I have made! R&R!

Disclaimer: I still don't own Fairy Tail, the most wonderful anime ever, made by Slowpoke. (I don't know why I keep calling him that .-.')

In the cave, Dragon Realm - Early morning hours~

Lucy's P.O.V

I woke up before Acnologia. The other night it had been pretty cold, so I had pretty much been lying flush up against Acnologia while he was in his Dragon form. He was against it in the start, but when he found out how cold I was getting, he finally relented and let me sleep close to him.

He told me it was soon autumn, so it would be colder outside. I had been such a genius, I hadn't packed the winter-clothing, because I didn't expect I would be sleeping in a cave during the autumn or winter. As a Dragon, he didn't feel the cold like I did, but that was only in his Dragon form. I couldn't wait to get my own Dragon form, one; it would be so cool to be able to fly around in the sky on my own, and just generally transform into a Dragon, two; I wouldn't be freezing at night.

Oh, and I could be close to Acnologia at night, without him fearing to squash me in his sleep. I doubted he would ever do that though, he didn't move an inch tonight.

The last few days it had been a nightmare training at the end of the day, because of this mate-thing, where we just get more and more frustrated and temperamental the longer we stayed apart. We'd always more or less meet up and say 'hi' the way we did the first day after becoming mates, which was a wonderful way to say hi. It had gotten better, but it was still irritating when you also wanted to focus on training. Alodiculis had said that it would disappear completely in time.

Acnologia had really progressed in his training, he had mastered all the attacks, except Tarakona's Ngaro Toi (Dragon's Secret Art). It was the last one, then he could look for his next element. Apparently it wasn't just piece of cake to find out how your Tarakona's Ngaro Toi (Dragon's Secret Art) was. Deamunas had explained that it was affiliated with a god, so what he had to figure out first was what god that was.

I had also progressed a lot in my training. I didn't run so much with Metallicana anymore, since I now focused more on the close combat I lacked. He insisted that would help me with that too. I really don't know what's making him want to help me so much, but I had come to like the old guy. Even if he kept rubbing himself against me every chance he got, along with my Lion Spirit I might add, just to piss Acnologia off. Besides that, they both bothered me about our 'love-life' and everything they could come up with.

I didn't know what to make of the Iron Head Dragon, he was like a crazy big brother. All the Head Dragons - plus Basuril, Deamunas and Alodiculis - were like my new family by now. Big brothers and sisters. Dravola was like the mother of all of us, a little like how Makarov was like the father of Fairy Tail.