The Return of Memory Days

A Promise Made...

"...!"

We were all shocked. Did he really just go there? After all the hiding and watching, he just walked up to the ten-year old me like it was nothing! The other spirits and I peeked through the bushes to see what's going on. Loki was already in front of me- I mean the younger me! But the little girl was too busy crying to notice him. So Loki knelt down on one knee and brushed Lucy's hair, startling her.

"Hey there, little miss," Loki started with a bright smile.

I think I saw little Lucy's eyes widen as she stared back at Loki. Probably dazzled by his looks after seeing him for the first time. I knew I was.

The younger me didn't bother to smile back, still scared of Yureka's words.

"W-Who... are you? And where did you come from..?" she asked cautiously.

Stupid Loki! He needs to stop this or he might alter the future. Didn't he consider that?! I saw my ginger-haired spirit steal a glance back at me, as if he was saying yes, that he did consider my thoughts. Maybe he was thinking that everything would be fine. That maybe his actions now would lead to our current future. Like Natsu and the scar on his neck. Maybe everything will be okay...

"Oh, I'm no one special. Just dropped by for a certain damsel in distress" he replied smoothly. I rolled my eyes at the way he answered. You're flirting with a ten-year old, you idiot! I yelled in my head. I heard him chuckle along with the other spirits as they read my mind.

"Are you a prince..?" The question my younger self asked made me blush into several shades of red. No matter how hard they try to not to, I could still hear my spirits' muffled laughter. The only thing I could do..? Face-palm.

Of course Loki chuckled, obviously amused. He just replied with a confident "As long as you're the princess". I rolled my eyes, the other spirits clenched their teeth, Loki smiled but the younger me didn't.

Loki smiled sadly and brushed my- err, Lucy's cheek.

"May I know what caused such a lovely damsel to cry such heartbreaking tears?" he asked softly. His voice wasn't flirtatious in any way. It was filled with concern and worry.

His eyes were completely focused on her brown orbs. A few seconds passed and Lucy broke into tears. We all watched as she cried loudly and buried her face into Loki's shirt, the same way I did before. The lion spirit just let the blonde girl cry her heart out as he patted her head and whispered words to comfort her. When her crying settled a bit, she pulled herself away to look directly at Loki's face.

"My mother... is gone" she told him. Loki responded with a nod. "I love her very much" she added. Her listener then sat on the ground in front of her, waiting to hear her talk 'til she feels better. I instantly thought that it was a nice thing to do.

Lucy then sat down in front of him in a lady-like manner. "You see..." she began. "My mother was a very special lady."

"It really does seem that way..." Loki smiled a bit sadly and she returned the favor.

"I always thought that Mother was magical" she whispered, her eyes unfocused as she seemed to reminisce the past . "And she really was. She was a Stellar Spirit Mage" she pointed out.

"That's what I've heard" Loki chuckled half-halfheartedly. My younger self smiled a bit. Though it seems that the remaining light of the day and her smile were connected... both fading.

"The way she moves or talks. The way she looks -eventhough I look like her-, she was by far lovelier than me. The way she loves me and my father, along with her spirits. Wherever she is, she always had an effect on everything and everyone around her. She was magical... and I loved every single thing about her" she finished with tears in her eyes.