“We're only at our third player and things are already pretty weird. But we can't stop just because of that.” Happy clenched his paw in resolve. “So player number three, come down here and pick an item already.”
With things going as strangely as they had been, you were a little unsure if you even wanted to play anymore. Figuring nothing too bad could happen, you finally fessed up and walked over to Happy. “Here you go, number three.” You tried to appear calm as you dug around inside the metal bucket. If a small cord hadn't wrapped itself around your fingers, you would have searched for a much longer time, just to calm your nerves. The cord was attached to a small pendant in the shape of a lightning bolt, but had no identifying features. “Whose is this?”
Rogue quietly stood from his corner seat and walked up to you. “Mine.” He took the necklace and stuffed it into his pocket. Without another word to you, Rogue opened the cellar door and began his decent down the steps.
“I guess I should follow him huh?” Happy nodded in response to your question. “Well, here goes nothing. If anything seems weird, come get me.” Taking a deep breath you followed Rogue down into the darkness of the basement. Your eyes were already having a hard time adjusting to the dimly lit room, Happy shutting the door prevented you from seeing anything. No one spoke. The only thing you heard was the creaking of ale barrels and an occasional dripping sound. “Rogue, are you still in here?”
His sarcastic, uninterested voice came from directly behind you. “Of course I am. How could I have left the room without you knowing it?”
“I don't know.” You squinted your eyes, trying hard to focus them in the darkness. Still, you couldn't make out much more than shapes. “I have a question, if you don't mind that is.”
“Go ahead.” Rogue sat down on one of the barrels and leaned against the wall.
You cleared your throat and thought about the best way to go about asking your question. “Now don't take this the wrong way. I was just wondering, what are you doing in the Fairy Tail guild exactly? It's not that I don't want you here or anything like that of course.” Looking up at him, you noticed your eyes had finally adjusted to the dark. “It's just, don't you belong to another guild?”
“Yes, I do.” He smiled ever so slightly. “I'm a bit surprised you were the only one who noticed I didn't belong here.” Rogue went silent again. He might be an amazing mage, but he wasn't very good at keeping a conversation alive.
“I'm sure others noticed. Well, actually, with the amount of drinking that's been going on lately, maybe they didn't.” You sighed. “Anyway, I'm sorry I questioned you, I was just curious.” Rogue only shrugged, and continued staring directly in front of him. “Wow you're quiet.”
“Our time will be up soon. If there was something you wanted to say or do, I suggest you do it now.” He stood from the barrel and prepared to leave.
Something had to happen, you couldn't just let him walk away now. It would be boring, and a waste. “Wait.” With his foot already on the first step, you clutched his sleeve. “You didn't give me a chance to do anything yet.” Not used to being the person in charge, you had no idea what to do now that you had his attention. Your face turned a deep red as you tried to stutter out your words. “I-I um.”
Rogue sighed, obviously annoyed, but also slightly flustered by your behavior. “Here.” He placed his hand on your shoulder and slowly leaned down to place a gentle kiss on your cheek. “That's what you wanted right?” It wasn't exactly what you were hoping for, but since you couldn't bring yourself to speak, it would have to do. At least for now.
As if on cue, the door swung open and Happy appeared. “Aye. I just realized something.” He pointed at Rogue accusingly, fluffing up as he did. “You, you don't belong here at all. Now you had better stop trying to steal our women and get out while you still can.”
Rogue chuckled so quietly you thought you might be hearing things. Still he obeyed Happy's command and left the guild building without so much as a word. “He's pretty weird and not at all sociable.” Despite your words, you found yourself wanting terribly to follow him. You whispered your thoughts aloud. “Maybe when no one's looking.”