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♥ ANNIVERSARY ♥

《 Sweet lovely carnations and pansies are the flowers of choice to give to your partner on your first anniversary, said the magazines, but Erza’s mood that morning was more about ‘sweet carnal love’ and 'no panties’ for their first anniversary.

Jellal, surprise at first, had no objection about her beloved wife gifts choices.》

-Fairy Tail- (#Jerza Month)

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“You are awake.” Jellal breathed a sigh of relief when he returned to Erza’s side and found that she had woken up from unconsciousness, after defeating Neinhart. “But you still need immediate treatment for your wounds. You are hurt so badly. Let me carry you back.”

Erza could only nod and smile weakly at Jellal and also Kagura who stood behind, knowing she couldn't move an inch herself.

Jellal took off his coat and placed it over Erza’s wounded body which barely covered by her clothes ruined in the battle, before lifting her up in bridal style.

Noticing the faint blush appeared on Erza’s face as Jellal held her protectively in his arms, Kagura decided to take the lead, walking ahead of the pair to give them some private time.

“You defeated Neinhart, didn’t you?” In her feeble state, Erza asked Jellal in a whisper.

“I did.”

“Thanks a lot, Jellal.” She said heartily.

“It’s nothing.” He answered quietly. “Taking down Zeref and his followers is my purpose. I simply did what I live to do.”

“Still.” Erza pressed her face closer to Jellal’s shoulder. “Thanks for being by my side.”

Jellal fell into a moment of silence, and Erza could feel him breathing deeply from the rise and fall of his chest.

“But I failed to protect you again.” Jellal said bitterly, holding Erza closer to him.

“It’s not your responsibility to protect me. This war against Zeref and his empire is also mine to fight.”

“I couldn’t stand the sight of you being hurt so badly and falling unresponsive on the floor, Erza.” Erza glanced up at Jellal and saw the pain in his eyes as he confessed. “It was like…..reliving my worst moment in the Tower. And once again I let the rage consume me. I didn’t care if killing would drag me deeper into my sin if it meant punishing the one who had hurt you; and whether Neinhart was one of Zeref’s wasn’t what I cared for in that moment.”

She closed her eyes as she let his words sink in, trying to understand his distress.

“I have taken lives too in order to protect my comrades.” Her voice came out loud and clear and unwavering when Erza broke the silence.

“Fairy Tail members will bring down anyone who is dare to hurt our comrades even it will make us sinners.” Jellal looked at Erza and found that she was smiling proudly at him. “Better to live with sin than regret, if it means avenging our precious ones and keeping them safe. Don’t you agree, too?”

They held each other’s gaze for a brief moment, seeking for mutual understanding, before Jellal averted his gaze to focus on the road again.

“How do you always know how to reassure me when I have doubts in myself?” Jellal glanced down at Erza and smiled. “I’m thankful that we all come out alive from this battle.”

“Me, too.”

Normally, he would probably be trying to figure out a way to escape from this cage without anyone noticing. He didn’t even attempt to this time. It wasn’t because it was impossible with the magic seals. He just didn’t feel it was right.

Ever since he had been brought back to life, things had been weird. It was as if he was in a daze. It didn’t help that he couldn’t remember anything about his past.

Well, nothing except her. Erza Scarlet. That was the only thing he remembered. But the only memory was of him giving her a new last name. And even then, it wasn’t much. He didn’t remember where they were. He couldn’t even remember if anyone else was around. It was all white, except for her.

Jellal closed his eyes tight. Maybe if he thought long and hard, he would be able to remember more. He wanted to - no, he needed to remember. Why had Erza been so shocked when he saw her again? It wasn’t just because he had come back to life. There was something more.

And then there was the other girl, Wendy, whom he had presumably rescued ages ago. He wanted to remember that. He felt terrible for telling her he didn’t remember any of their interactions.

No matter how hard he tried, though, he couldn’t remember anything. It was like his thoughts were locked up somewhere deep inside, not wanting to be released from its prison. Much like how Jellal felt in his physical prison.

This was for the best, he kept telling himself. So long as he was locked up, he couldn’t bring any harm to Erza. He couldn’t hurt anyone, unlike what he had apparently done previously.

How many people had he hurt? Tens? Hundred? Thousands? He willed that the last one was not true. If he hurt thousands of people, he didn’t know how he would cope. How does anyone go on, knowing that they hurt someone?

It didn’t matter. He was locked up now, and he couldn’t hurt anyone else from his current location. This was for the best.

***

A week had passed since Jellal was taken as prisoner by the Magic Council, but the pain in Erza’s heart was still there, strong as ever. She wondered if it would ever go away.

Sure, he had hurt her and all of her closest friends in the past, but she could tell that he was different. He was changing. He had helped them defeat the Oracion Seis. Without him, they might have all been dead. But he kept them afloat. He even gave Natsu a boost during his battle against Zero, or so she was told by the dragon slayer himself.

So why did they have to imprison him for things he did a long time ago, that he didn’t even remember? Maybe she would never understand that.

Still, she carried on, acting strong around everyone. She didn’t let any of them see that she was hurting. After all, that’s why she wore armor, right?

But at night, when she was alone in her room, and the armor came off, she would break down crying. Her dreams did not help any, as most of them were of their childhood friendship before he had turned evil.

A few times, she heard some foreign words in her dreams - words that she never heard him say before, but it was definitely his voice. “They’ve gone too far. What did she do to deserve this?!”

It was like she was trapped in a prison. One where she could never get away from the pain of Jellal. Their childhood friendship, that was ruined because of some unknown spell. What he did to her many years ago, and even more recently at the Tower of Heaven. Watching him be taken away. There was no escape from it at night. Even though she was not in a prison physically, she was in her own mental and emotional one with this boy always on her mind.

♥ CINDERERZA ♥

-Fairy Tail- (#Jerza Month | Phone Wallpaper)

Credits: Hiro Mashima’s Arts. Edit by me.

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