Starting a new drabble series for Jellal and Erza, just because I feel like I need to write more for them.
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Flames danced in their eyes as its warmth radiated and licked at their skin. This wasn't a typical meeting for the two of them, but with two people such as themselves; nothing much was usually "normal".

Natsu, Gray, Lucy, and Happy watched from the bushes behind the couple as they stared at one another. Ultear and Meredy were in the bushes across the way from them, spying on their brother figure in a similar fashion.

Once a tear slipped from Erza's eyes Gray's face darkened. He loved Erza very much, in a family-like way of course, so to see her tears told him that this moment was not for prying eyes. He grabbed the backs of Natsu and Lucy's shirts and began to drag them away (much to their displeasure), and once out of ear shot they began to protest. Gray gave them a glare and shook his head in a firm no, Erza was the strongest woman he knew- the strongest person besides the master- and he had only ever seen her cry once in all the 10 years he had known her.

"This isn't a moment for us," he said and they frowned but knew he was right.

"But Ultear and Meredy got to stay!" Natsu began to protest, he wanted to be there in case something went wrong between them and he had to knock some sense into Jellal. He considered the fugitive a friend, seeing as how he was important to Erza, but a small part deep within himself couldn't let go of the fact that not only had Jellal tried to kill Erza, he had made her cry... Those were the dark days of the past that no one in the guild spoke of, in respect of Erza.

"Ultear and Meredy got to stay where, Natsu?" A female's voice chimed. They turned and saw a waving pinkette and a tall smirking girl with black hair.

"Long time no see," Ultear winked and Natsu grumbled under his breath. Those two were all alone now, and Ultear quietly wished they'd finally stop their little act.

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Silence settled around them like a warm blanket on a cold winter's night. They stared in to the others eyes, both feeling a little awkward. Jellal was fighting back all of his thoughts and urges when it came to the beautiful red haired angel in front of him. He had to push her away, had to make sure that she would be happy with anyone but him. He didn't deserve her after all the hell he put her through. He had literally pushed her through hell and dragged her back again. He had made her cry and nearly broke her. How could he even still be held in her beautiful heart afterward?

The Great Titania was slightly embarrassed, seeing as how she had allowed herself to cry a bit earlier. She had since stopped herself, because she knew if there was anyone who hated her tears more than herself- it was him.

"Erza," At long last one of them spoke. They had been reveling in the silence for many minutes but now, with that one word, it was as though the accumulation of everything they'd been through had led them to this one moment. It would be important- a moment that could make or break their fledgling relationship, this they both knew in their heart of hearts.

"Jellal," She acknowledged, she took a step forward. She was cautious, wanting to see how he would react. When he didn't move away she took another step forward, and then another, until finally there was only a few inches of space between them. She looked up into his haunting green eyes and felt a clinch in her chest.

"You look... Well." Jellal finished lamely. Inwardly he was on a tangent about how stupid he was and how he needed to stop being a coward. That part of his subconscious was highly influenced by the three most important people in his life Erza, Ultear, and Meredy. They were all strong independent people who instantly demand respect with a blink of their eyes.

"Yes. You do as well," She responded with a ghost of a smile tracing her lips. The night air was cold, despite it being mid-summer and the fire raging angrily next to them. The cold seemed to soak into her bones, like death himself was trailing his fingers across her skin.

"You must be cold." Jellal started, noticing her state of dress for the first time. She wasn't wearing her armor- a sign that she had just completed either a battle or bathing, and noting her wet hair he removed any thoughts of a battle. She looked away, obviously not a fan of being caught. Her shirt was sleeveless and button up, and her skirt wasn't very long to begin with. Her legs were barely covered by knee-high boots, but from what the ultramarine haired male could tell, she was still freezing.

"Nonsense," She spat and he smiled gently at her, a chuckle escaping his thin lips. She blushed as he shrugged of his long, heavy cloak and draped it over her. She obliged him by sliding her arms through the sleeves, they were long and her finger tips were barely visible.

"I hope that helps." He continued smiling and slowly buttoned up the front of it.

"Thank you." She said softly, placing her forehead against his chest and placing a hand over his. His face warmed slightly and he felt his heart beat increase.

"It's nothing, really." Because if giving her his cloak to keep warm was something he could do, then he would. It was nothing compared too many beautiful things she had done and given him.

The Scarlet haired woman sighed softly, smiling towards the ground as she took a step back, not wanting to overstep their boundaries. They both had lines and walls placed around them that could crumble easily, if she pushed too hard he might just run away... In that sense Jellal Fernandes was very much like a cat. Show it too much love, or try to push it too much and it will run away much like he often did.

Something about her stepping away had Jellal frowning, he missed the warmth she gave off. Without so much as a second thought he reached forward and tugged her back against him. "Don't," he whispered softly into her scarlet tresses.

She inhaled sharply as his scent overflowed her senses. Instantly she was bewitched and knew that anything he asked of her- she would not deny.

Jellal was in a much similar position. Inwardly he was nervous; he had just crossed many of their lines and smashed through so many of their walls that he could not- would not- turn back. Anything the scarlet haired angel asked him of he would not deny. That much he owed her.

"Please don't run." She whispered as she wrapped her arms around his waist, his arms around shoulders her and his fingers locked into her hair. He inhaled her scent, strawberries and a touch that was distinctly Erza; they clung to each other as though they were each other's life support.

"I won't," he whispered moving away from her to look her in the eyes. They were soft with emotion, and his green eyes were bright with determination. He placed a hand on the side of her cheek, palm spanning the entirety of it as he gently brought her face closer to his.

This wasn't like the time on the beach when they had feared that they would never see one another again. This was far different.

This time they knew this was a start, it wasn't after a seven year gap where he hadn't known if she were truly alive and she hadn't known what he was doing- if he was safe, if he was alive.

As his lips connected with hers this time, he knew, he would never let her be away from him for that long again. Never, he could barely survive seven years so an entire life without her was pointless.

Jellal's hands dropped to her waist, pulling her tightly against him. Her arms moved to wrap around his neck, and her hands tangled themselves into his vibrant locks.

Their kiss depended and eventually they both had to pull back to look into one another's eyes, both panting and he was grinning softly.

"Erza I know that I have put you through hell, that I have caused you much pain and suffering. I know that because of how I threw you away as children I caused you to push away those whom you so love but... Even though I love you more than my life... Even though I don't deserve you, and even though you need someone so much better than I, would you please do me the honor of being mine?" This was it. He bared his heart to her and it was all up to her to take it if she so wished.

"Jellal, it doesn't matter how our past went. It was what made us who we are now, and it is what has brought us to this point. If I were to push you away now I would have to lack a heart. I love you more than my life, and I can't see myself with anyone but you ever, so I say yes." Their hearts swelled and both of them smiled, it took all she had not to cry of joy. Her arms threw around his neck and his around her waist as their lips collided once again.

This truly was just the beginning.

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Well, there's Drabble one ^.^ I've had it done for a while now but just haven't published it… I hope you enjoyed~

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