Lucy's POV

I stared blankly at the roof of the infirmary, painting abstract patterns with my eyes. He looked so broken and upset when he saw me. Why was that? He only lived to hurt me and make my life a living hell.

"How annoying." I clicked my tongue and dug deeper into my memories for some sort of answer, I couldn't stand not knowing.

Natsu had informed me of my 'condition' and said that I wasn't functioning as correctly as I should be. Sigh. There isn't really much I can do about that now is there? I couldn't seem to recollect anything good about this supposedly good shadow mage and that frustrated me to no end. Everyone keeps telling me that I'm not fit to work, but honestly, I'm calm and collected. I'm perfectly fine.

I trust that my team can protect me from this 'Rogue' and if he really is not as I remember then he wouldn't try to hurt me anyway. As long as he doesn't try to come near me then I don't see the problem with leaving this stuffy infirmary. We don't need to be around each other, and we don't need to talk or interact at all. It shouldn't really bother anyone since we were never friends to begin with.

The door opened and I watched my team walked in, twin dragon slayers in tow.

"Hello. Why are they here?" My voice came out harsher than I intended and the duo seemed to flinch at my tone.

"Luce... You need to start to get more comfortable around them. We're comrades now, we can't have you hating their guts." Gray seemed to read between the lines and tried to pacify me.

I sighed softly to myself again. It wasn't as if I hated their guts...

"I don't hate their guts. In fact I have no issues with blondie here," I waved my hand towards the blonde, "but it would be greatly appreciated if you didn't try to put me in the room with someone who tried to kill me."

It's as if they want me to die. I could feel the dark mage's eyes burning into my head as I stared at my team. If looks could kill, I'd be dead.

"Luce. Lover boy here isn't trying to kill you, only trying to become mat-Oof" Gray punched Natsu in the guts. Hard. "I mean friends... Mate is not the word I would use, just yet..." He snickered quietly as Gray punched him again.

"What the flame head is attempting to say (with that infected tongue of his) is that darling Rogue here came with a peace offering." He lightly patted Rogue on the back and encouraged him to move forwards. It was only then that I noticed this 'peace offering' in his hands.

Flowers coloured deep purple with a mysterious golden hue were slowly held out to me in a timid fashion. I could sense that Rogue was cautious of how I would react, his slow movements were as if he was trying not to startle me. I almost scoffed at him, I wasn't that weak minded as to flinch just by seeing him.

Rogue's POV

I watched Luce as I held out the flowers to her, taking in her every move. She was as beautiful as when I first saw her. Her eyes darted up and met mine and I almost jolted in shock, but then tried to soften my gaze as much as I could to make her know that I wasn't trying to harm her, but in fact, I really did want to make peace. If making peace will bring me close to her as I once was then I will give her an offering of peace every day.

I forced myself to smile as she reached out to take the flowers. These flower were my memories, every single memory we shared I willed into the beautiful flowers, hoping that one day she will regain her own memories of our time together.

"They're gorgeous." Her voice came out with a sigh as she admired the flowers I had spent so long choosing for her. She gently touched them and looked back up at me.

"Uh... Thank you. I chose them just for you." My own voice, in contrast to hers, was almost robotic and stiff.

I mentally slapped myself at the choice of words. This was my chance to reconcile with her and make her think wonders of me, but no, I had to go and screw it up with some lame choice of words.

"I don't know what you're trying to do, Rogue, but I don't quite think I'm ready to become mates- oh my apologies, I mean friends." As she emphasized my name I could only nod slowly.

She would obviously know what mates were to dragon slayers, it's not like she became a sudden idiot with her memories being altered. She didn't want to make peace and she seemed like she didn't even want to try.

I slowly stood up and dismissed myself from the room, subtly hitting Natsu on the way out. If she doesn't even want to try to like me how will I be able to do this? It wasn't as if I could suddenly change her mind.

The only I could do is keep trying. Rogue Cheney does not, will not, give up.

Lucy's POV

I threw myself back onto the bed after darling Rogue excused himself. Aiming my glare at my team I stared them down.

"You can't force me to be friends with him. I do not feel the need to walk into my own grave." I pointed at Natsu as he flinched at the strength held in my voice, "And you. What do you mean by mates?!"

Natsu let out a strangled chuckle and shifted his gaze away from me. I groaned as he wouldn't meet me gaze again, "Just... go away."

Gray lead everyone out of the room, sparing me a sympathetic glance before he left.

"How annoying." I mumbled to myself.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail!

I'm sorry! *bows deeply*

It's been so long, and I've honestly just been putting it off for ages. I finally decided that I need to update since you guys have been so supportive and patient with this story. I do want to start wrapping up the story soon and then go back and edit everything because it still isn't that great. I think you guys can tell that my writing style has changed a little bit and so has how I format the story.

It also became quite hard to update since I have sort of lost interest in Fairy Tail. I still read the manga, but I have long stopped watching the anime. To be honest, it's the art that is a bit strange for me, I will end up watching it eventually but I'm quite content right now not watching.

If you guys want an update on my life, for those who remember me being sick and mentally ill, I've been doing better. I just recovered from the flu, but the sickness that tortured me last time is completely gone (yay). I also have been doing well mentally too. Although I still get waves of depression and anxiety I'm still a lot better than I was before.

Thank you for being so lovely!

Ace xx