"Fairies. They are the ones who grow the flowers. I've met a few before. They're very self centered and don't take offence easily. You might get along with them well, except the self centered part, your nothing like that." He smiled from behind her. She blushed a deep red, hoping that Aaron wouldn't be able to see her red as a rose face. "Well then I should be quite excited to meet one." She said knowing that Fairies were very rare. "You don't really have to act formal around me, you know? I don't mind." He grinned. "Uh.... Well... Force of habit I guess.... if your okay with it-" Aaron cut her off by whispering in her ear. "No one is perfect, you have to live with yourself the way you are. I know a secret to finding out if any kind of relationship, in this case 'possibly friendship' exist, you're able to be yourself around them. If you can't like when you have to act formal in front of a stranger, you know that your not real friends." His wisdom surprised Isabella but she shrugged it off. FireHeart landed in the clearing that Aaron instructed and Isabella jumped off the wing of her dragon. Aaron did the same with ease and helped Isabella hobble a small bit to a rock. "Stay there. I think I know something that can help you." Aaron smiled and walked into the woods. He returned later with two branches, each about a quarter of a foot smaller than Isabella. The tops were wide enough to spread out under her arms, while they also had a handle through the middle. A makeshift crutch. It was carved to perfection. "Here." He handed it to Isabella who smiled. "I have a own hideout in the woods. I filled it with medical supplies in case my home get's destroyed, I can come here and know that I have food and survival items at my fingertips." He boasted. Isabella laughed. "Your very prepared. You remind me of my mother. Heh, she was always storing up food for harsh weather, and our basement was full of weapons to defend yourself with. Our family even had training sessions. We would go to the woods together and practice fighting. I started to hold a sword when I was five. It was only wooden, but it had some defense toward it...." Aaron sat down on the rock that Isabella had sat on. Setting the wooden sticks on the ground in front of her. Aaron smiled as she looked down at her hands. "It sucks loosing a family, especially loosing them all at once. I cannot say I've been in your situation, but I know how it feels too loose a family all at once." Isabella looked up and set her chin on her hands, her elbows resting on her thighs. Aaron laughed a small sigh. "It all started with Zane.... He gave my one and only son a stupid relic. He ran up to me, my wife Lilly was cooking. I grabbed the relic and yelled at him for holding a unknown object. My wife smiled and I met her eyes before the relic flashed. I had to close my eyes to keep myself from being blinded by the flash. Once I opened them, I had never been so angry, so mad, so.... devastated. My son, dead. My wife, dead. My guards, dead..... Everyone in the village walls was dead..... I ran outside to the gate, where I saw Zane. He chuckled and I knew he had given my son the relic, knowing that I would take it from him..... I wanted to die..... but, I managed to somehow survive. Everyone knows loss, everyone goes through it. It just hits people in different soft spots." Aaron said glaring at the field of flowers. Isabella pitied Aaron, but she also smiled. "I had no idea your past was so drastic. Then again, I am glad you told me about it. It feels..... nice to have someone who knows the same loss you went through....." Aaron looked at Isabella and smiled. "So, Isabella, Bella.... What do you usually go by?" He asked, curious. "Oh! Well.... I usually go by Bella. The night my village caught fire, was the first time that I put Belladonna flower's in my hair. Thus, my parents gave me the nickname Bella." Isabella laughed. Aaron looked at her as she smiled. Her hair was flowing behind her face, her eyes sparkled like emeralds standing before a pickax. Her clothes fit her perfectly, showing her curves that formed in her body. Isabella turned and looked at Aaron, she saw him staring at her. She laughed. "Why are you sta-.... A-Aaron..?" Aaron leaned forward. Isabella didn't resist as his lips touched her's. A bolt of energy seized through her body like blood. She had never kissed someone before, and she was frightened that she would mess up. But, when Aaron's lips started moving her's followed. His lip's didn't separate from her's for a long time, neither wanted to separate. Aaron finally moved away. He slid his hand up from Isabella's arm up to her jawline where he moved her head up to look at him. He was about three inches taller than her. She smiled when he looked into her eyes. "Why are you so cute when you blush?" He joked. Isabella blushed a deeper red then she already had on her face. Aaron laughed. His gaze returned to her face. A dazzling light flew right at the corner of Isabella's left eye. She moved her head from Aaron's gentle hand and saw a twinkling light flying through the field. Dusk had come and lights flew, dazzling, throughout the clearing. Aaron watched with love as he saw the lights reflecting in Isabella's green eyes. She pointed at one light excitedly as it touched her finger with kindness and flew away. "What are they...?" Isabella, memorized, asked. Aaron chuckled. "They're fairies. They're here to grow the flowers, watch." He said pointing to the fairies. She smiled as one light touched the ground and a stalk of flowers appeared out of no where, shining in the dusk light. "Wow....." Isabella said, stunned. Aaron chuckled and noticed how Isabella was shivering. He took his jacket off, revealing his biceps, triceps, any muscle that was hidden under his warm jacket. He slid the jacket over her shoulders and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. She leaned into his grip and they stared at the field as it was lit up by fairies in the nighttime sky. Isabella looked up and smiled as stars scattered the night sky. Her gaze fell upon a shooting star and she wished. I wish that Aaron would stay with me.... Isabella prayed to the flying star. Aaron did as she did and wished upon the gratifying star. I wish that Bella would stay with me..... He wished with all his heart. Isabella smiled as she rested her head on Aaron's shoulder and closed her eyes. Falling asleep to the rhythm of Aaron's steady breathing.