StinGue Week 2017

Desires

Sting felt dead inside. His naturally bright blue eyes were dull and lifeless with visible bags formed underneath; his blond and silky locks were all tangled and dirty. He looked like he hadn't seen a shower for weeks.

He wore a rumpled plain grey hoodie, crinkled navy skinny jeans and a pair of dark black converses on his feet; it was nothing compared to his usually colourful attire. In short, he looked a complete wreck.

It had been two months. Two months since they went on that quest. Two months since Rogue was mercilessly attacked and put in a coma. Two months since Sting felt joy or warmth.

"Sting, would you like something to eat?"

Said male woke out of his trance and glanced at the source of the bubbly voice. He found Yukino looking worriedly at her friend and guild master. Sting just mumbled a barely audible reply.

Yukino sighed in defeat and focused her chestnut brown orbs at the marble floor. "You know that starving yourself isn't going to make Rogue's recovery quicker. We're all worried for him but staying awake every night and refusing to take care of yourself isn't going to help," Yukino snapped. Her eyes widen at the words that came out of her mouth. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to," she clamped her hands in front of her mouth.

Sting was shocked as the celestial mage schooled him. Yukino never snapped or got agitated at anyone; even during their reign over Jiemma, she was always cheerful and happy.

The blond rummaged through his pockets in the jeans and pulled out a 100 jewel bill for the female. "Alright then, can you buy me some breakfast please, just a muffin and coffee will do," he asked as he handed the bill to Yukino.

The white haired mage smiled at his actions and gently handed the money back to her comrade. "Don't worry, I can pay for you. Why don't you go clean yourself up incase Rogue wakes up?" She gently asked and pointed him towards a nearby male bathroom. "I'll tell you straight away if anything happens." She reminded him as she skipped off to find the hospital's cafeteria.

Sting felt the corners of mouth begin to form a smile as he wandered towards the restroom. After taking care of his business, the blond ran the tap and dipped his head under the faucet, spraying ice cold water all over the area.

He ran his fingers through his blond hair, removing most of the dirt and tangles from it; he then tried to spike his hair up with the water acting as a gel. After feeling satisified with his work, Sting splashed some water onto his face.

He felt much better than he had in a long time, if only he could have changed his clothing to something more suitable for him.

Sting attempted to cheer up when he noticed a nurse frantically looking around the waiting room, asking if anyone was related to a man called Rogue Cheney. Wait a minute. ROGUE?!

The White Dragon ran to the nurse in a flash and demanded to know what had happened.

The nurse twiddled her fingers in anxiety. "Well, something had happened to Rogue in his coma and-"

After hearing that, Sting started to run around the hospital, causing quite a wreck behind, and scanned every room for his friend. He ran towards the end of the corridor and pulled handle door open. It wasn't possible, it couldn't be...

Sting found Rogue sat up in the hospital bed talking to a male doctor while hugging Frosch. Sting couldn't actually believe it, and here I was thinking that Rogue wasn't going to pull through.