Erza's POV

"Here you go, Miss, one whole strawberry cake, cut in eight slices, as you requested."

"Thank you," I said, licking my lips as I stared in desire at the beautiful cake that was placed in front of me.

The light red cake stood a proud 20cm tall and had a diameter of roughly 45cm. It was perfect in shape, everything was symmetrical and it just looked like perfection itself. I didn't waste another second before I started eating from one slice, devouring it in seconds. The chatter around me blended away as I ate. I was in a small café but it was filled with people. It was a nice, cosy place with a wooden floor and cream walls.

"You know that I'm paying for everything, right?"

I looked up to meet the owner of the voice – Jellal, my boyfriend – I mean, fiancé now.

"Yeah," I replied before starting on another slice. 

"I love taking you on dates and all, but now you are just taking advantage of me. Can't you just get one slice of cake instead of a full cake next time?" Jellal complained.

"Hmm, let me think abou – no. Besides, I did say I could pay for the food this time but you insisted on paying."

"That's because I'm a guy and the guy always has to pay, and I'm also the one taking you on a date."

I smiled at my fiancé, giving him a wink. "I love it when you treat me to food."

"Well, that makes one of us," Jellal muttered.

I didn't reply as I continued eating my cake. Even though Jellal acted like he didn't like me annoying him, I could tell he secretly liked it. We'd been together for a long time and it was just over a year ago when he asked me to marry him and I said yes. We decided to not marry straight away but rather wait a while, maybe after university. Last year, we both completed our first year at university and we had just started our second year. While Jellal and I went to the same place to study, our friends all went to different places.

"Hey!" I said when Jellal stole some of my cake with his spoon.

"You have a whole cake, Erza," he pointed at my cake with his spoon.

"Exactly. I have a whole cake. It's all mine."

Jellal simply rolled his eyes but ate the bit of cake and I let him. We finished the cake shortly after. After paying for our lunch, we exited the café and walked down the street.

"So, where are we going now?" I asked Jellal, tucking my scarlet hair behind my ear.

"I was thinking ice-skating," he replied.

"Why? You looking for a race? I'm so gonna take you down."

"In your dreams," Jellal smirked before lightly punching my shoulder.

I responded by punching his shoulder harder. This went on all the way to the ice-skating place and when we got there, I had punched Jellal with so much force that he crashed into a tree a few metres away.

"You're really strong, you know that?" Jellal stood up and rubbed his back.

"I do. What's your point?"

"You should use your strength on people other than your fiancé... unless it's in the bedroom," Jellal said with a sly grin.

My cheeks turned as red as my hair and then embarrassment turned into anger. "Do not say anything else," I threatened through gritted teeth.

"Geez, crazy woman. Let's just ice-skate."

After we entered the building and got our ice-skates, we headed out onto the ice rink. We started skating, going around the slow people and trying not to get hit by the really fast people. It reminded me of the time Jellal took me ice-skating in high school. After that day, I had improved immensely and now we were both amazing at ice-skating; Jellal liked to show off tricks and I would respond with something better. 

Pop music that always plays on the radio blasted from the speakers and colourful disco lights danced around the room. We skated and twirled gracefully for a bit, and then decided to take a break on the side.

"You know, you're really hot when you're mad," Jellal said.

"Thank you very much," I replied playfully. "And you know, I don't even remember why I was mad."

"That's good. We can skip the fighting and go straight to the make-up make out session."

I let out a laugh as he gave me a cheeky wink and moved closer. "Maybe later. If I remember correctly, I am supposed to beat you in a race."

"Sorry to disappoint you, darling, but it'll be me who's winning," Jellal said with equal sass as me.

We positioned ourselves side by side and after a countdown, we launched forward. I could've zoomed ahead but I felt nice and wanted to make Jellal feel like the man of the relationship even though I am perfectly capable of that position myself and I can take care of both of us. However, I underestimated him – he was faster and more talented than I thought. I quickened my pace but Jellal beat me by a second. He slammed his hand on the wall triumphantly from that one lap race we just did.

"I told you I'd beat you," Jellal grinned smugly.

"I let you win," I lied.

"Sure, sure. Now, can I get a kiss for my victory?"

I leaned forward and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

My fiancé pouted and then leaned closer to me, making a ridiculous kissy face. I backed away but he just followed. So, I spun around and started ice-skating away. I could feel Jellal skating behind me, slowly getting closer and closer, which made me go faster. Adrenaline coursed through my veins followed by joy and my smile was so wide it almost hurt; I was enjoying this moment of fun with the love of my life.

I turned back slightly to see where Jellal was but that ended up being a huge mistake as a body crashed into me. Pain struck my body and all I could see was a flash of blue. We both fell down on the hard ice and I looked up to see Jellal lying on top of me, his face inches from mine. My face burned red with embarrassment. 

"Well, I knew you wanted to make-out but couldn't you have waited until we got off the rink?" Jellal teased.

I rolled my eyes. "Shut up."

As nice as it was having Jellal so close to me, I was feeling quite worried about where we were; I don't think lying on an ice rink is the safest thing to do. My entire body was also throbbing with pain and I was basically a human cushion for Jellal. 

A scratching sound pierced my ears as someone ice-skated past us and their skates were dangerously close to our heads. What the hell is wrong with that person? Shouldn't people avoid people who have fallen down? 

"Can the cute but annoyingly reckless couple lying on the floor please get off the ice rink and out of the building? Thank you. If you do not get out soon, we will have to drag you out," a voice said through the speakers.

"I think they're talking about us," Jellal whispered.

Once again, I rolled my eyes, even though I knew he was joking. "No shit, Sherlock. Do you see any other couple lying on the floor?"

He chuckled but got off me and then helped me up. We exited the rink as people stared at us and after getting our belongings and returning the skates, we left the building. As we strolled down the street, heading back to our university dorm, I rubbed my aching back and butt.

"Do you want me to kiss it better?" Jellal asked.

I let out a laugh. "Maybe when we get home. But yes, I guess you should make me feel better after you got us kicked out of the ice-skating place."

"Me? You were the one who turned around so suddenly, causing you to slow down and causing me to crash into you."

That's true. I guess it was partially my fault. I decided that he was right and to make him feel better, I pulled him towards me and kissed him. His eyes went wide with surprise but then he kissed me back passionately. I put my arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist, bringing us closer together. Sparks flew throughout my entire body and I felt like nothing could go wrong.

But then I started thinking of our old friends: Natsu, Lucy, Gray, Juvia, Gajeel and Levy. We used to be best friends, friendship goals, the definition of friendship, the friendship-is-so-powerful-we-can-defeat-anyone squad... but now we're not. Everyone went their own ways and that friendship was lost. I really missed them and although I wished they were here, I hoped they were doing well, wherever they are. If only I could just see them or talk to them again...

Ring, ring.

The ringing of my phone interrupted our make-out session and we reluctantly pulled away from each other. With a sigh, I got out my phone and didn't bother looking at the name.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey, Erza. It's me, Gray. Everything was going great but something – or rather some people – came and ruined everything. Here – I'll let you talk to him."

Listening to how Gray said it, I could already tell who they were and I couldn't help but smile. Wow, talk about foreshadowing. 

"Who is this?" a different male voice asked.

"Hello to you too, Natsu. It's been a long time."

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I've been procrastinating for so long to post this and I told myself I will post it on my birthday and so I did. I hope you enjoyed it! (I also forgot that I wrote an ice-skating date in the first book...oh, well.)

Thank you so much to warningOtakufangirl for the inspiration of the title! 

Since I'm going into Year 12 next year and have heaps of homework, I won't have much time to update so updates will be slow. I'm very sorry about that!! Anyway, please comment and VOTE!!! If there's any mistakes, please correct me. Thank you  :)