Jellals POV

Am I dreaming this..? Anger resides inside of me, just exploding to be let out. Yet all I can think of is the taste of her warm and sweet lips. My face flushes at the thought of what just happened, I cannot comprehend... She looks to the ground in shock.
"I-I'm so-" before she speaks I pull her in for another kiss, then another, then another. She looks dazed and...happy? She tastes sweet and fruity. My mind goes to cakes and candy, both of which are new experiences for me.

"Erza..." I feel myself say. The red head looks up, her face just as red as mine. Her hands shaking from the cold weather and the knife in my han falls to the ground.

"I'm sorry..." I manage to stutter. My head falls to the ground and my arms go limp. I feel every joint in my body ache and every emotion possess me, I am going crazy.

"You scared me..." She smiles. Her brown eyes drip with tears and her smile is residing to a frown.
"I'm sorry for everything I said, I'm sorry for running away and for-" My voice stops mid sentence when I feel her arms secure a loop around me.
"YOU'RE SUCH AN IDIOT!" She cries gripping tighter onto the hug. I feel my legs give way beneath me and we both fall to the ground.

"I-I'm really sorry." I start to cry, combing my fingers through her scarlet hair.
"Y-You left me alone." Erza stutters.
"I was scared for you..." She buddies her head in my chest.

I reply with all that I can. "I'm sorry..."

Erza and I link our beaten down and broken hands whilst we walk through the impending forest. The knife I brandished is now in the river, she made sure to throw it away.

"Erza?" I question as the bubbly red-head stop walking. Her face falls and her head sinks.

"A-are you my boyfriend now?" She questions. My face turns bright red, as does hers. She makes sure to cover her face with her long hair.

"I-I mean..." She starts nervously. Flustered, she sighs.

"Yes, yes I am." I respond. She looks up nervously biting her lip. Her hands are in her mouth and her sleeve is covering her nose. She looks...adorable.

"I've only ever had crushes... That was my first kiss..." She whispers. My already red face turns redder by the second.

Then the realisation hits that millions of people are probably listening to our conversation right now, they can see my embarrassment for their entertainment. I walk over to where she is standing and grab onto her hand.
"Come with me..." We proceed quickly through the forest until we reach the stream where my 'cave-house' is.
"Ladies first." I jokingly bow. Her giggle was enough to make my heart throb.

When inside we lie on the floor and rest our heads. All of the increasing stress lifts off of my shoulders when I look into her eyes.

"Nice place you have here Mr Fernandes." She smiles in my direction. I play along.
"Too notch furnishing, Ms Scarlet." Erza blushes.

"It actually Belserion..." She whispers.

"But I prefer Scarlet." She nudges herself closer to me, our hands intertwined. We both look up to the cave roof and smile.

"So Erza Scarlet, why don't you tell me about yourself?" She turns her head to face me.
"What would you like to know?" She says blankly.

"For instance, when is your birthday." She closes her eyes and smiles.

"I don't know..." She replies.
"You don't know your own birthday?" I question. She shrugs.

"I grew up as the mother to my sister, since my real mother was sick. Father, was never there for us. He never visited or sang to us." Erza's face begins to sink.

"Since I never had free time, birthdays and celebrations would never be of an importance to me. I would just gave to work to get needed supplies for my family..." Erza sits up with her face in her hands.

"Is it bad I don't know my birthday?" She turns to face me. I wrap my arms around her.
"No, in fact I don't know mine either..." She looks up at me with tear stained eyes.

"I grew up without family, without friends. I was the weird child who would hum to himself or try to talk to people but never could." I pause taking Ezra's hands.

"Both my parents died and I was taken away from my home to live in our districts orphanage, I was beaten a lot..." I lift up my sleeve to show markings of where the mistress hit me repeatedly with a belt until I bled.

"Birthdays didn't exist there and neither did smiles... It was just you and your shadow..."  Erza looks sympathetically into my eyes. I can see her shaking as tears fall down her face.

"And I thought I had it bad..." I snap my head around but face her.

"Erza... Your situation was just as bad... It isn't a competition. Your problems matter just as much as mine..." I her grip tighten on my hand.

"Jellal..." She sighs. I feel my eyes move back upwards to the rock ceiling. Suddenly I feel the guilt take over. I feel the happiness that I just felt disappear in a moment.

"Erza, why don't you hate me?" I question. The redhead looks perplexed as she tilts her head to the right. She opens her mouth to speak but not words come out.

"After everything I done... You should be wanting to stab a knife through my throat..." She looks at me angrily.

"I would never do such thing!" I hear her voice break in her words.

"Maybe I shouldn't have kissed you... I'll just cause you more pain..." Suddenly I feel a pain reside on my cheek.

"I loved the kiss... and you don't cause me pain... I love you..." Erza looks pleadingly into my eyes.

"I love you too..." I respond.