-Rogue-

It was night in Magnolia

Fireworks splattered onto the ground and time continued on as usual.

Silence wrapped around us, as we stood, our hearts which had stopped seconds ago, caught in another time, flew through different realities as we finally comprehended the event, the amazing event, that had just occurred

The sounds of my heart starting to beat again, echoed the empty void we stood upon. The rhythm deafened my ears as blood shot around my body, racing up and down with a speed faster than light. My heart kept beating and beating. I felt nothing.

All I saw was sapphire.

He truly was was beautiful.

That scar that crosses his left eyebrow diagonally. His stubbornness. The stain on his shirt. His shamelessness. The painted Crimson cheeks. His lies. His lack of doing anything and everything without thinking. His insouciance. His hair that shot in all and every direction. His arrogance. The fact that he got upset each time I won, however smiled soon after. His lies. His horrible attention spam. His idiocy. The hurt sometimes clouding his eyes. His insecurity. The way his eyes darkened as I show him something about himself he always hides. His lies.

The flaws; some I want gone, some I want to stay forever.

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He cleared his throat, "So shall I take you home... Or?" I shook my head.

There was something I needed to do

Rogue: i will walk home myself.

"Ya sure, it's kinda dangerous. Having company is much better than being alone."

Rogue: i have a shadow. i'll be safe. she always protects me. don't worry!! :)

"Erm.... A shadow! Should I be worried about your sanity?" He smiled. I truly adored seeing his smiles. The true ones. The real ones. The genuine ones. Not the ones he used to hide the hurt, the pain, the sadness that was etched, scarred, pierced, deep into his heart with a knife. "I sure as hell hope this 'shadow' protects you, or else i'm stealing her job as your stalker!" He let his arms that were previously used to make air quotations marks, fall and place themselves onto my cheeks.

"Hey, this is something you don't realllllly have to answer to... But... Doyouwannabemaboyfriend?" I simply tilted my head and pulled a confused expression. As if I didn't understand what he said. Messing with Sting was fun.

"I said... Do... You... Wanna..." As he prolonged each word, I took the time to type in my answer before he even finished. It was one simple answer. One I will never regret typing. Which was totally unromantic but I don't speak and there's nothing I can do about that! "Be... Ma...."

Rogue: yes

"I am so done with life. I can die right now! I will die the happiest guy ev-er! Like, you don't know how fucking happy I am right now!" At this stage he was hyperventilating which worried me. Although it was amusing and cute. I loved seeing his weirder, happier side. It was thousands of times better than seeing him hurt.

Rogue: don't die, or else i win award for having the shortest relationship ever!!!

When I left, I ambled on home. My shadow protecting me, I thought of nothi-

That night, I dreamt of the shining sun as her light warmed everything and everyone. I had finally met my sun.

My Sting

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I rolled over in my bed as someone knocked onto my door repeatedly in a weird rhythm that sounded oddly like the opening song for Pretty Little Liars. (A/N: idk! XD)

I dragged my feet on the wooden floor as grabbed the keys on the desk and unlocked the door.

"Well good morning, 'boyfriend!'"He elongated the last word and I assure you, he seemed way too happy saying it. "You look cute with your messy bed head. And is that drool I see?" He chuckled as he allowed himself in and walked past me. I locked the door only to find him leaning in for a kiss.

I wanted to... But I just woke up, and still head my morning breath. So, unfortunately I had just rejected my second kiss.

I ran off to that bathroom to clean up leaving a sulking and confused Sting to make himself at home.

Once I had finished- which took longer than expected. I had a sudden urge in the bathroom to look my absolute best. So found myself fixing myself up more than usual- I found him laying two plates on a table. I grabbed my phone from the counter and slowly walked towards what I expected to be homemade breakfast made... For me?

"You like?" Sting asked nodding slowly with a smug grin. The aroma drifting from the scrambled eggs was quite amazing. He even added ketchup, just the way I like it (A/N: my brother does that... I don't get it!). White toast with Nutella spread on lay next to it on a different plate. A glass of chocolate milkshake- heated of course- stood by the plates side. Some may find it disgusting, but I was truly touched that Sting had remembered my ideal breakfast when I told him long ago...

Rogue: yeah, i do! thank you!

I leaned in and gave him a small peck to the cheek. He even pulled back the chair like a real gentlemen and the push it me back in for me. However he leaned in waiting for me to kiss him again. Which I had happily retuned.

Rogue: you are only doing this for kisses.

I smiled at him and we dined. Enjoying our horrible breakfast together.

I think he was the first person in a long time to make me breakfast.

****

Last night:
When I left, I ambled on home. My shadow protecting me, I thought of nothing.

Silver Ice Park.

I knew what I had to do. I had to make sure, everything was alright.

I had Sting now. I could look to the future. But my past still chained me down. I hadn't completely left it. My beautiful shadow was always there. She hadn't left me. She never would. She would never forgive herself even long after I had forgiven her. Yet I knew, there was one place she wouldn't dare follow me.

Silver Ice Park.

I shuffled down the path with fear tricking down my neck as my muscles tensed up. I had to make sure...

I walked past as an old man with hardly any clothes on, searching through bushes. Mostly likely looking for his clothes. He was causing a ruckus as animals darted out of his way as he used his cane to prod at bushes and trees.

"Oi, you there! Sonny boy! Come help this old man find his clothes." I nodded and simply picked up the clothes from a bush that stood right beside me. I placed them in his hands and smiled. He scolded and made a few rude comments about his clothes hating him and something along lines of a curse.

"You remind my grandson,.... Ryos was his name. But I called him Rogue! He had the same smile as you. I wonder if he still smiles. I wonder if he even remembers me, his grandpa Gray. Remembers his nickname Rogue... Don't mind me, babbling on. You can go-" His smile wavered.

"Hello there young man, oh, what are my clothes are doing in my hand, I swear I am cursed. If my wife, Juvia was here she would of smacked me right around the head and told me I was speaking nonsense. I should go home to her. Goodbye young man!" And with that he wondered off into the night.

Leaving me to wonder what life would of been like if we had stayed. My beautiful shadow and I, if we had stayed.

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A/N: yeah I dunno what to say. There's like this flashback to last night. That's why there's a pause at the start chapter after rogue leaves. Hope it ain't too confusing.

Just Rogue knows where his grandpa is. He knew all along.

But who's his shadow

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