A Pretty Revenge. (A Fairytail Fanfic)

Chapter 20

(Y/n's POV)

It's been quite a while since we've come to Sabertooth and this has nowhere proved to be a mistake. It has been a change, a good one and we couldn't have wished for a better home. There was one thing which I had not done though, I had promised to Master Makarov to be back with my Fairytail mark but as soon as the mission was over I had removed it and replaced it with the Sabertooth emblem, they were more worth it.

I still wear that damn cloak everywhere but without the hood. Never did the others or the guild members question me about this for which I am so thankful. The bullying I had faced resulted in trust issues and it is still hard to approach a person without being sure that he or she has no second thoughts about you however strong I have worked on becoming. At the end, those are only walls.

(A/n: I am strongly against bullying, and whilst some bullies do this because of personal grudges or as a mean to let out their frustration, others do this only to enjoy themselves so please whenever you see someone being bullied, don't be silent spectators and walk away unnoticed.)

This leads to what I am thinking now, like many other days, my fork mindlessly hovering over the cheesecake I had ordered, not at all giving attention to the people that were happily chattering around me.

Knowing that I was not near of being interrupted, I let my train of thoughts accelerate, completely forgetting about the people around me as I went back to my little cloud.

I had been spending a good amount of time with Frosche so it was no surprise when Rogue had approached me and we became friends. Not in the way that we would hang out every day and there were some times when we would not even greet each other. It was like we knew we could talk to each other whenever we needed it.

So imagine my surprise when he came up to me, asking for some advice. I had turned to him, utterly puzzled and asked him why out of all people he had come to me. But that was not all. The advice he needed was about girls. He was trying to get me to tell him some tips on how to woo a girl that he liked a lot.

I literally had no words, instead I looked at him with interest as he continued to ramble about her and whining how he is not able to see her often because they were not in the same guild.

I had just laughed at him.

It was my first time seeing someone so whipped.

And guess what; they got together the week after.

I smiled slightly at the memory and turned back to the cheesecake facing me hovering my fork mindlessly over it, again.

But I had other concerns right now. Grandeena had messaged me saying that King Lupin needed my help in some problem.

Normally that wouldn't bother be bothering me but with Rufus and Lena being around, there was no question for any kind of trouble to arise.

Thinking about this I couldn't help but sighed and heard a voice,

"Penny for your thoughts?" I looked at the male sitting next to me. Sting has a habit of being nosey -an annoying one if you ask me- especially when it comes to me as I am the only one who hasn't completely warmed up and apparently being the most mysterious person because I had refused to fight and he couldn't get to know what magic I use.

Are all dragon slayers the same?

"How does it matter to you?" I asked.

"Well you've been particularly quiet. You haven't even touched that cake of yours."

"It's a cheesecake."

How can he not know the difference between a cake and a cheesecake. I'd gladly gang up with Erza to teach him that.