Disclaimer- Fairy Tail is not mine, it is, in fact, Hiro Mashima's.

Kinana wasn't exactly sure how she was able to do a Take Over.

It just… happened.

In the heat of the moment, struggling from the blast on the sidelines, she saw the man about to make a life-threatening blow to Cobra—someone she barely knew, yet, she felt some sort of need to protect him.

And where she got the name—Cuberos, was it? Kinana had no clue where she got that, she just spit it out like she's been saying that for years. Where did I hear that before…?

Thankfully, the Take Over was nothing like her nightmare; it was not forced at all, but it was like she adapted to this shape. It was a smooth and easy transformation, and when the purple lights stopped glowing, Kinana discovered the shape of her Take Over—a large, purple snake. Cuberos… was Cobra's snake… and I—I… was… Cuberos… she realized.

In her new form, Kinana suddenly received something like a wave of memories. She could recall everything from being a snake: her forced transformation by an evil wizard, meeting Cobra, becoming his friend, Oracion Seis, Nirvana… and Cobra's defeat.

She feared to look back at the man who was once her owner, so she brought her attention to the Legion man, and made her attack.

Meanwhile, the man she was protecting was stoned to silence. He could not concentrate—his vision was becoming dizzy. All he could hear was the rapid beating of the organ underneath his chest. Cobra fell to the dirt ground. If there were flies, they would be caught in his mouth. He was at his weakest, and all he could do was watch his ex-prisoner Take Over into his ex-pet snake and missing best friend and fight the Legion Corps man. Cobra's mind hurt—it was similar to the feeling of Natsu's roaring thoughts that defeated him.

When Cobra looked up again, he saw the enemy on the ground—poisoned. Cuberos—no—Kinana, slithered over to him, a wary look shown on her green, reptilian eyes. Then, right in front of him, he saw Cuberos slip away once again, and Kinana in his friend's place.

All he could see was the apologetic look on her eyes; they seemed to say, "I'm sorry for leaving you, all those years back." Cobra's lip trembled. What should I do? I still can't hear her thoughts—is she thinking at all?

Noting his lack of response, Kinana dropped to her knees and avoided his gaze. All she could do then was soak in the silence of the moment between them.

Cobra was mulling over his thoughts; Should I say something? If so, what am I supposed to say to her?

Kinana knew Cobra probably couldn't speak at the moment, so she choke back a sob and reluctantly began her explanation.

Cobra's heartstrings were being tested as he heard Kinana's story about being transformed into a snake, meeting him, and ultimately being transformed back, thanks to Makarov. She's Fairy Tail now, huh? …What should I do? I've wanted to see Cuberos for so long… I wanted to hear my best friend's voice… so why am I hesitating? Is it because I've tried before? What if my prayer will never be answered? What if I will never be able to hear her voice?

Kinana was worried about Cobra's reaction, or lack thereof. She couldn't bear the stress of the moment. They were just sitting on the ground together, but she was glued to her spot. Cobra will never forgive me for this. He'll think I'm a traitor… all this time, I-I could hear his tender voice in my head, but the real burden was on him; seven years without Cuberos… I must've brought him so much pain! He could never look at me again… I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…

Kinana could not hold back the flow of tears that streamed down her face and the curve of her cheeks to the ground. All he wanted… was to hear me…

A tanned, familiar hand was held in front of her. Kinana gasped, and looked up to see Cobra's scarred face—still hiding behind an emotionless mask. She couldn't tell what exactly he was thinking, but she took it, and she felt herself get pulled into a long, forgiving hug. Cobra could barely hold back his tears, and Kinana wailed into his chest.

Kinana… I'm not sure I'll ever be able to hear your thoughts.

That's okay.

Just to be reunited with you… you have no idea… how I feel…

But then again, you're probably feeling the same thing, huh?

"The great gift of human beings is that we have the power of empathy, we can all sense a mysterious connection to each other."

― Meryl Streep

I had no clue how to end this. It's so difficult T_T Oh well, I guess a quote is fine, right? That leaves 'ya thinkin'! X3

Anyways, that's it. Due to the demand for a second chapter, this is what I wrote. Less than 1000 words, and I had no idea what in the hell I was going to do.

So, maybe reviewing would be good, ne?