Fairy Tail: Black Blood [Book 2/2]

Chapter Fifty-Two: Dragon Slayers

[A/N]: *Two Chapters Until The Conclusion of FT: Black Blood*

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     Taiyo

     I sat in my room with Nashi and the others besides me. It's been a long time since I last saw mom and dad, and I admit, even though dad was a lying demon and that mom helped him hide the truth from me, I was genuinely worried about them. I loved my family very much, and all that really has happened to us has just given me a chance to think. Nashi was playing house with Storm and Remira was just sitting at the window, watching the storm rage on from outside. We were all still hanging out at Cobra-san's house and we kept ourselves in one singular room for tonight since he went out to the hospital to check on Kinana-nee. I hesitated then walked over to Remira, pulled a chair over, and sat down besides her at the window. She glanced at me once then looked back outside.

    "What's the matter?" I asked her.

    "Nothing," She answered gruffly.

    "Come on, you can tell me. We're friends aren't we?"

     She seemed to consider that. "I'm just worried."

    "About what?"

    "My dad."

    "... You too?"

    "Yeah... Nothing has been the same these last few weeks and I just wanna go home with mommy and daddy and just have things the way they used to be. I miss playing with dad, I miss mom's cooking, and I just miss all the good things we had."

    "I don't think it's gone. It's just on pause for now," I said, "I don't know much about what's going on right now, but all I do know is that our families are doing something dangerous and that we have to wait."

    "I don't want to wait... I want to go home!" Remira said and to my surprise, she began crying. Her eyes began filling with tears and small droplets dripped from her chin as she began hic-ing pathetically. Remira never cried, not once, and seeing her be reduced to tears made me realize just how much she needed her parents. She missed them, and it would be the biggest lie in the world if I were to say that I didn't miss mine. So in the face of a crying girl, I did the only thing I knew how to do to make her feel better: I hugged her.

     Remira quieted down until all I heard was sniffling. "I miss my family, too," I muttered and that sparked a whole new volley of tears. Remira hugged my shoulder and cried into it and I didn't bother retaining the ones that came cascading down my face like rain. We sat like that for a while, sniffling and crying together as Storm and Nashi, the youngest of us, looked at us in confusion. After a short while, we pulled away from each other and wiped our tears off on our shirts.

    "Mommy wouldn't want to see me crying like this," I murmured. "She'd want me to be as strong as possible. And dad, he'd want me to try and be happy for others..."

     Remira nodded in understanding. "Daddy would call me a weakling and then would do something hilarious to make me feel better. Mommy would always just hold me or read a story to me whenever I feel sad. I want them to come home so that we can do all that together again."

    "They will," I assured her and we embraced each other again. It felt nice to cry with someone, and even more so to let your feelings out to them. I felt Remira stiffen and when I pulled away to look at her, I saw her hazel eyes wide with fear and staring out the window. I furrowed my brows and looked outside. "What's the matter Re-" I started, but also found my blood chilling to the core.

     A man wearing a black cloak was standing outside the house, looking in at us. When he noticed our attention he took out a dagger and buried it into his glowing  purple shoulder, not even flinching as the blood flowed freely out of the injury. The crimson liquid suddenly began levitating with a patch of dried blood covering the injury like a Band-Aid, and I watched in fear as the blood transformed and hardened into a long, curved sword.