Family Feud(One Piece Part 15[Warning Lemon])

One, or was it two in the morning? I can’t tell you. It was really early when the party died down.

As everyone bid their good nights(Doflamingo took a long time with me), I spared a quick glance at Law and Hawkins, they both shook their heads. I unnoticeably gritted my teeth.

It’s not like Killer to take this long on a job. I thought to myself, he should have been back hours ago.

I held in my sigh as I was escorted to my room by Daddan.

“I got it myself.” I told her when we had come to my doors.

She had opened her mouth to object, but I cut her off.

“I can take the dress off without any help.” I told her.

She sighed but nodded, and headed back down to the ball room to help with the clean up.

I pushed the door open and closed, along with locked it behind me. I pulled the elastic out of my hair, letting it fall down. After that I put on some heavy metal music, blaring it. I knew the noise wouldn’t reach anyone outside of my room, so I didn’t bother to lessen the volume.

I pulled my boots and glove off, along with stalkings. I put my jewelry on my vanity, and started the tap in the bathroom.

After scrubbing the make up off my face, I looked like me again. But then I scowled in a realization.

Light freckles had always dusted my cheeks, but they were becoming greater in number. I was thankful non had reached my nose yet, but it had seemed to me that I had gained on for every ounce of stress I had reserved.

I sighed and started to undo the knot that held the corset tight, as I walked over to my wardrobe.

As the black and purple material polled around my feet as I let it drop, I looked out the window. Dark foreboding clouds had come in much earlier, no rain had fallen yet, but I could tell that lightning was waiting.


My eyes shot open, I didn’t know if it was from my highly developed senses or the thunder that cracked outside.

I sat up in my bed as I glanced at the clock. It read two thirty in the morning.

I looked around the room for something that might have caused me to wake up. I found it as my eyes landed on my balcony doors.

I scrambled out of bed, tripping on the sheets, three times, and quickly opened them.

“Killer.” I said as I opened them and stepped aside, allowing the taller man to enter, “Are you alrigh-

I was cut short, seeing as he had several tears in his shirt, a few cuts on his exposed arms, and his hair was matted.

I took his hand, ignoring the still open door, and led him to the bathroom.

I flicked on the lights and told him sit as I grabbed a first aid kit I always had stashed in my medicine cabinet.

“Shirt off.” I ordered as I filled the sink with warm water.

He obeyed and peeled the black fabric off of his torso.

I wet a wash cloth and kneeled in front of him. I gently cleaned the blood off of his skin and then reached for peroxide to clean the cuts.

About half way through one of them, I realized a couple of his cuts were deeper than I had first thought. I reached for a needle and put disinfectant on it before threading it.

“This is gonna hurt a little.” I warned him.

“I’ll be fine.” He assured me and put his hands behind he head to give me full access to his torso.

I did a pretty good job with the stitches if I do say so myself.

I had already known how to do clean stitches from watching the doctors do it so many times to me.

In my right thigh, there is about three hundred or so stitches. They follow the pattern of the teeth marks. When I was little I was playing in the water unsupervised, a . . . . . something came and grabbed me by the leg and pulled me under. I never got a good look at it. But the doctors managed to save my leg, but they couldn’t give anything for the pain because they needed to know I was still able to feel in that part.

I cut the last of the twine and started to disinfect the stitches again. After that I bandaged them all up.

I stared up at him a moment, tilting my head slightly to the side.

“Is there something wrong?” He asked.

“Take your helmet off.” I said.

“N-nani?” He froze. I had never made as direct a statement as that before.

“Take your helmet off.” I repeated, “If there’s an injury there I’ll need to clean it.”

He paused a moment, but then I heard him sigh. In few swift movements, his helmet was off, and laying on the counter next to him.

I studied his face, the parts that weren’t covered by his long bangs where breath-taking, sharp, defined. But I didn’t fail to notice an old scar going up his cheek and under his bangs. Or the light trickle of blood coming from the opposite side.

I carefully moved some of his bangs out of the way to get a good look at the cut. It wasn’t deep enough to need stitches, but it wasn’t something to sneeze at either.

I reached for the wash cloth and disinfectant once more.

“So how many guards where there?” I asked gently dabbing the blood away.

I had to continuously refocus myself. I was getting lost in his right eye. It was deep green, almost like a forest.

“It was nothing I couldn’t handle.” He told me studying my movements carefully.

“And, Oflux?” I asked applying medicine.

“Dead.” He told me.

I nodded and put the ointment down and picked up a bandage.

After I applied it, I took a step back. And then looked down. Out of habit my left hand reached up to grab my right upper arm.


“For what?” He asked quietly.

“Making you do my dirty work.” I said and moved my head to look towards the door.

Killer reached out and grabbed both my hands in his, and held them. I looked at him. His bangs were back in his face.

“I don’t consider it dirty work, Ceerie.” He told me, running his thumb over my knuckles, “If someone hurts you, I will be the first to make them regret the day they were born.”

“Killer.” I whispered, I barely heard my own voice.  The way my stomach was feeling, I almost felt like I was going to be sick, but I kinda liked it.

He gently pulled me down, so I was bent slightly at the waist. He let go of my left hand and brought his right hand up to my cheek and caressed it softly.

“In a way you were right.” He told me.

I looked at him confused, I didn’t have any clue of what he was talking about. And the fact that his hand had moved from my cheek to my hair, and started to play with lightly, wasn’t helping.

His mouth twisted up into a smirk, “I did have a crush on you, Ceerie.” He said pushing my face a little closer to his, I could feel hot breath hitting my face. And I didn’t know if it was him or me, but I was beginning to warm up in my cheeks.

“And I still care for you.” He said and closed the gap between us. My eyes were wide at first. He had just confirmed a theory of mine, and now here he was kissing me.

He was just pulling back when my gears started to turn, I let go of the hand he was still holding and reached around to the back of his head, grabbed a couple fistfuls of his wild blonde hair, pushed him forward.

He obviously liked it, I could feel his smirk on my lips. His other hand took hold of my waist and pulled me as close as he could to him.

It wasn’t one of those kisses where lips were locked together forever and there were tongue battles, but rather there were about a million little kisses, each spelling out all the feelings we had for each other through the years. Or at least that’s how it was until he stood up and gently laid me down on the bathroom floor.

Killer straddled me and then our tongues fought together. His hand traveled down from my hair to the hem of my long-sleeved shirt. He got it about half way up when I realized something and placed my hands on his chest pushing him back, telling him to stop.

“S-sorry.” He mumbled looking away from me, “I shouldn’t have-

“It has nothing to do with that.” I told him and reached up cupping his cheek and making him look at me. His right eye was green, his left was a milky white colour from several scars that criss-crossed over that side of his face, “I just don’t want your wounds to open up.”

He grabbed my wrist lightly and pinned it down on the floor next to my head as he smirked mischievously, “You don’t have to worry about that.” He whispered seductively in my ear sending shivers down my spine, “I’ve been hurt worse.” He paused for a short moment and bit my ear lobe, “And I know it turns you on.”

I knew there was a small amount of heat in my cheeks after he said that, but it didn’t stop me from being myself.

“Shut up and kiss me.” I told him.

His smirk only widened as I said that.

“Is that a request or an order?” He teased.

I decided to play too, “Which ever makes you want to do it more.” I smirked back.

“I’m gonna have you begging tonight.” He said and crashed his lips onto mine.

Rough kissing continued, mostly with tongue. But I didn’t fail to notice how he picked me up suddenly. I wrapped my legs around his muscular middle as he carried me out and into my room. Nor did I miss the almost evil look he shot me as he roughly threw me on the bed.

I landed with a muffled thud and glared lightly at him. He pulled his boots off his feet before getting on the bed and crawling over to me. I put a hand on his shoulder and cupped his cheek, I was about to go in for another kiss when moved swiftly to pull my shirt up over my head. I hadn’t seen it coming so I was in a small daze for a moment, before I quickly covered my mounds.

It wasn’t that I was ashamed of my size, though I was nothing compared to Nami, Nojiko, or Robin, it was just that I wasn’t used to being this exposed.

He gripped my wrists and pulled my arms away from my chest. Instead of going for my boobs, he kissed me lightly and whispered in my ear:

“We can stop any time, you just have to say so.”

He waited for me to tell him to continue, a moment passed. His grip on my wrists began to loosen and he was about to pull back when I had finally found my voice.

“Don’t stop.” I whispered, “Please, don’t stop.”

His mouth twisted into an evil smirk as he gently laid me down on the cotton sheets that were already spewn about.

His lips started at my mouth and trailed down to my neck, his hands started at my wrists and traveled down my body towards my legs, then threw them around his middle again.

His hot mouth had just reached my left breast and he started to torment it while his other hand massaged my right breast and pinched my nipple. It wasn’t long before he switched and my breath became ragged. His mouth continued south nipping and sucking on various parts of my stomach as he went.

He just reached the waist of my tight black short shorts did he look back up as me with a dangerous look on his face.

“You aren’t going to moan for me are you?” He questioned cockily.

I smirked down at him, “You have to find my sweet spot if you want me to make noise.”

“Really?” He questioned moving back up my body to my face, “And can I get a hint as to what your sweet spot may be?”

“It’s not something you would really expect.” I told him.

He didn’t bat an eyelash nor did he hesitate in picking me up and sitting me in his lap, facing away from him. His rough hands ran up and down my arms sending goose bumps through out my body. Killer kissed the back of my neck, and I held back a moan. His lips trailed down inch by inch kissing along my spine every time. I tried hard to hold back a moan, but it was damn hard. And I knew he knew he had found my sweet spot as I clenched his denim covered thighs in attempt to quiet myself.

And for a while it worked, until he ran his tongue from the base of my spine to my neck. I couldn’t hold back any longer I moaned, loudly, I might add. He bit several places along my spine, only causing me to gasp and moan louder.

“Quite unusual.” He whispered in my ear.

I couldn’t say anything, just grip his legs tighter as his hands wandered over my hips.

I could feel his smirk on my neck before he threw me forward and turned me over onto my back. He wasted no time in peeling off my short shorts and tossing them across the room.

I looked away knowing what he was thinking.

“What?” I asked when his gaze didn’t light up and still hadn’t moved.

“Do you always wear a thong to bed?” He asked.

“No.” I hissed, “I just really don’t like having a pantie line, no matter what I wear.”

He kissed me again as his hand slipped down and moved my panties out of the way. I moaned as he started tease the outside. He bit one of my breasts as he inserted one finger into me, I first gasped, then moaned as he started to move around inside me.

I half whined and half squealed as he inserted a second finger into me. I was embarrassed of the sounds I was making so I put my hand over my mouth trying to stop.

Killer didn’t like it and pinned both my wrists above my head with just his left hand.

“I want to hear you scream.” He told me.

“Kya!” Was my only reply to him as he started to scissor me.

He soon put a third in and I was moaning and squirming under him.

“K-killer.” I whimpered.

“Say my name again.” He told me, as he removed one finger.

“K-kil-ller.” I moaned.

“I know you can do better than that.” He told me as he removed a second finger.

“Killer!” I whined.

“That’s my name.” He said before he literally tore my panties off and chucked them across the room. He hoisted my legs up over his shoulders, holding on to my thighs. He started to eat me out.

I gasped and moaned at the foreign feeling he was giving me.

“Killer!” I cried when his tongue hit a certain spot. He kept licking and sucking on that spot as I moaned and cried out in ecstasy.

“K-Killer.” Whimpered when I had finally came.

I was breathing heavily as he dropped my legs and started to unbutton his jeans. I pushed myself up into a sitting position as he discarded both his jeans and his boxers. And I swallowed thickly.

There was absolutely no way he was going to be able to fit inside me.

“Scared?” He teased.

“Terrified.” I replied.

“I’ll hold you through it.” He told me about to go back on top of me.

I pushed him back and forced him onto his back.

“Alright.” I said teasingly, “But first I get to hold you.”

I kissed him softly and worked my way down his body slowly, Scraping my nails along his chiseled abs as I went. I finally arrived at my destination. He was fully erected now, and was pushing about a foot in length.

I swallowed again before I lowered my head and kissed the tip, which caused Killer to shutter. I licked from the tip to the base all around him, and lightly sucked on his balls before kissing my way back up to the tip. I used my hands to give friction to where my mouth couldn’t.

I attempted to take as much of him in as I could, but soon realized I didn’t like that and sucked on the very tip. I scrapped my teeth against him lightly and he finally moaned. I sucked a little harder and swirled my tongue around him. Soon enough I felt him start to pulse. And hardly a moment later he came. I sucked it all up. He was very bitter, but I kinda liked it.

I pulled back and liked my lips. I looked up at him and turned red. I don’t know why, but just the way he looked at me, I felt different that I usually do.

Killer pushed me gently onto my back and kissed me. This time the kiss was open mouth and full of tongue. I could taste myself on him, and he could taste him on me. If I wasn’t wet from him at that point, I was now.

Killer pulled away leaving only a small string of saliva connecting us. He grabbed my hips roughly and positioned himself properly between my thighs. He teased my entrance with his tip causing me to shutter and moan.

“Do you want this?” He asked seductively licking his lips.

I nodded, knowing full well what he wanted me to do, but he had to beg me to beg him first.

“What do you want me to do?” He teased.

“What do you want me to say?” I purred.

“You aren’t gonna make this easy on me, are you?”

I smirked up at him bearing my canines, “Do I ever make anything easy?”

“Loving you, but I assumed that was just me.” He grinned.

I raised an eye brow at him and he chuckled lightly.

He leaned down and kissed me lightly.

“I want, no, I need you to tell me what you want. How to please you, because, Ceerie, if I don’t take you now I’ll go crazy!”

“I thought you were already.” I whispered.

He glared lightly at me as I chuckled quietly.

“Take me.” I told him, “I want you inside of me as much as you want it. I want you to grab hold and pound into me without mercy! I want you to fuck me with all your might, and satisfy me in ways only you can. Oh, Killer, I want you to make into a woman. I want you to love me. Take me! Please!”

“How do you want me to take you?” He whispered seductively in my ear as his hand started to tease my entrance again, “In the ass?” moan, “Your pussy?” moan, “Maybe missionary?” Moan, “Or maybe girl on top?”

“Yes.” I whimpered.

“Which one?” He asked.

“A-all of them.” I whined, “Please, Killer no more teasing like this, fill me up. Please.”

“I don’t know.” He said smirking evilly.

“What!?” I yelled.

“You haven’t said a simple three word fraze yet.” He told me.

“W-what fraze?” I asked. I was almost in a complete panic mode.

He mouthed it to me and I instantly broke into a smile.

“I love you, killer.” I whispered.

“I love you too, Ceerie.” He said and kissed me hard.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, his hands gripped my hips tightly and he positioned himself ready to enter me. And all at once he plunged into me full force.

I let out a muffled cry from the pain. In a moment he broke the kiss and licked away all the tears that were forming at the corners of my eyes.

“Are you in?” My voice almost didn’t come out.

“Not fully.” He told me.

I buried my head in the crook of his neck, his arms moved from my hips to embracing me. He began to continue his way in slowly and I stopped him.

“All at once, it’s too much to bear other wise.”

He nodded, holding me close to his chest. I sunk my teeth into his shoulder as he completely thrust into me. I waited for the pain to pass, as did he. I only let go of his shoulder when the pain had subsided, and when I did blood dripped down from the small wound I had inflicted on him. I licked it all away, an nodded for him to move.

I had heard him smirk at my small actions, but ignored it as I held him tight.

He pulled out almost all the way and rammed back into me causing me to gasp loudly and dig my nails into his back. He repeated this process, and each time I moaned loudly and dragged my nails down his back in an attempt to hold on. His thrusts were hard and fast, to the point where I could do nothing but hold onto him and take the treatment with wide-spread legs.

My vision started to blur and I could feel my climax coming. But then he stopped completely.

“W-wh-what!?” I asked scared, I tried desperately to move my hips for a little friction. But it was no good. Killer had pinned my hips so I couldn’t move.

I began to hate that smirk on his face as he said what he did.

“If you want me to continue, you need to say my name.”

I had a weird feeling was going to be doing something like that soon, but now he was just being evil.

“Killer.” I said.

“Louder.” He teased.

“Killer!” I shouted.

“Louder.” He told me.

“Killer!” I screamed.

“You can do better than that.” He smirked even bigger.

I gritted my teeth, but was left with no other choice. I filled my lungs with as much air as I could.

“Killer!” I cried as the top of my lungs.

“Now keep that up or I’ll stop.” He warned.

He started thrusting again, and I moaned. He began to slow. I dug me nails into his back and began to cry out his name. At this he only picked up the pace more and more. My climax was coming much faster than I had thought. I had cried out his name much louder than I had prior when I came. Killer was about to pull out to finish off when I held him in place with my legs.

“C-ceerie.” He said in alarm.

“I’m ordering, don’t pull out.” I hissed.

He thrust a couple more times and then he came. I felt much warmer in my mid section than I did before.

We were both breathing really hard, Killer made a move to pull out again. I kept my arms around his neck and legs around his waist.

“No.” I whined into his neck.

One of his hands went from my back to my hair and started to play with it a little.

Killer soon rolled over onto his back and pulled the sheets up over our naked forms.

We were quiet a few minutes. The only things to be heard were the thunder booming outside that we had missed, the almost silent rumple of sheets as Killer stroked my hair, and his heart beat.

Killer was propped up on a couple of pillows, with me laying on my stomach on his chest.

I almost wanted to sleep, but if I did I would miss him, and he would most likely leave. I guess he thought I was probably asleep as he whispered to himself.

“I shouldn’t have done that.” He sighed, “Things are about to get confusing.”

“I’ll say.” I said and moved my head to look at him. I reached up and moved the hair in his face away so I could see his eyes again, “Do you regret making love with me?”

I instantly wanted to smack myself for that. Making love? It was obviously sex, nothing more, nothing less. And of course he regrets it! In a way you’re his boss. Boundaries have just been crossed that should never have even been drawn! Especially in our line of work.

“Yes and no.” He told me.

I tilted my head to the side asking silently for him to elaborate.

“No, I don’t regret taking you because I love you. But yes I do, because what if someone finds out?” He told me looking away, “Business will suffer, and no one will want to associates with a whore. Not that your one, but if they-

I shut him up with a kiss.

“I know what you mean.” I told him and twirled a piece of his hair between my fingers, “But I’ve already made a public statement, everyone knows I’m not going to choose my husband based on a dowry or power. I want love, and I’m not marrying until I finish what my father started.”

“What are you trying to tell me, Ceerie?” He asked softly.

“I’m saying; I love you, Killer. And after I’ve succeeded in what our original plan was, I’m going to take a husband. And I want it to be you. That way no one can call me a whore.”

“And what about for right now?”

I smiled, “No one has to know.” I told him, ” Most everyone was drunk from the party, and the storm was a really good cover.”

He smiled and leaned back resting his head on the pillow behind him.

“Now I have a question.” I told him.

He kissed my forehead telling me to continue.

“Do you like being inside me?”

I knew he knew I was referring to the fact he was still inside me.

He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me up to him for a kiss.

“More than you would ever know.” He smiled.

The rest of the night we spent talking about nothing and everything together. Until I realized the time.


Jealousy(Laxus Dreyar One-Shot)

JEALOUSY: to be fearful of losing a partner or possession to a rival.

It was a few months since the return of the main portion of Fairy Tail; a few months since the lightning dragon slayer and Fairy Tail’s Flower Hime had gotten together; a few weeks since Laxus had returned to the guild, as per gildart’s orders; and in the same time Laxus hd returned, the entire population of the guild had learned bout the two being a couple. Laxus was intent on showing it.

“Hey, Camilia! Let’s see if your sword is stronger than Grey’s ice one!” Natsu suggested loudly as practically threw himself between his adopted sister and Laxus.

Camilia smiled, “Alright, tell Grey I’ll challenge him in just a moment.”

“You going down Grey! She accepts!” He yelled running back over to he guys making details about a bet they were most likely making.

Camilia watched her brother go off, before turning her full attention back to her boyfriend that had his power emanating out of him in anger.

“Laxus.” She called to him softly. His power instantly stopped and the angry look he had on face softened to a ghost of a smile as he looked at the yellowed eye girl.

“We talked about this, remember?” She told the dragon slayer, “I can still hang out with all of my friends, and you get missions with the thunder god tribe.”

“I know.” He sighed, “It just takes some time to get used to.”

She smiled lightly and placed a small hand on his brawny shoulder, “I’m not gonna leave you for another man.” She told him.

“I know.” He said, he then reached and cupped her cheek with massive hand and kissed her forehead affectionately, “Now go kick, Grey’s ass.” He told her returning his attention back to his drink in front of him, “I’m routing for you.”

Camilia smiled and kissed his cheek before leaving the large man along and going outside where the majority of the male population was awaiting her arrival, just to see if steel trumps ice or not.

For a few moments the guild was quiet. But it was soon broken, not by the mages outside, but rather by all the girls huddled around the bar giggling and cheering for an unknown reason.

“I wonder how she’s going to react?” Lisanna’s squeal made it’s way to the Dragon slayer’s ears.

“She’ll be flattered, that’s for sure.” Erza added.

“I never thought this would happen to her.” Cana said, “Watch her stutter and turn redder than a rose when she finds out.”

“A poppy’s redder than a rose.” Lisanna corrected the card mage’s metaphor.

“Did she teach you that?” The brunette asked the white haired girl.

The girls giggled again.

“I say we tell her when she comes in again.” Mirajane suggested.

“Tell who what?” Laxus asked sitting down at the bar placing his glass down and motioning for Mira to refill it.

The girls giggled and whispered asking one anther if they should tell him or not.

“Camilia.” Levy finally said, “She has-

“The elemental sword trumping champion!” Natsu yelled bursting through the doors. Right behind him was Elfman, on Elfman’s right shoulder, Camilia sat perched and waved slightly.

“She trumped not only Gajeel’s Iron sword, and Max’s sand sword, But the steel-like ice sword from Grey! All with a cactuse sword!”

“S-several cacti, actually.” She corrected, but not too many heard her over the the cheering of the guys.

“Cami-chan, congratulations!” Lisanna yelled to her friend.

Elfman finally let her down, right in front of the bar.

“You aren’t going to believe this!” Evergreen said and grabbed her arm dragging her to the center of the girls, before she could say anything.

There were a few moments of silence, then;


“Camilia?” Erza questioned her friend placing a hand on her forehead as her face grew crimson, fr redder than the Titania’s hair.

“I-ii-i-issssss this true?” She finally asked the girls around her. Her large eyes dilated to be quite small.

They all giggled lightly and nodded.

“It’s as it says, Camilia.” Mirajane told her, “Jason has asked if you wanted to star not only in an interview but a photo shoot for sorcerer’s weekly. What do you say?”

“I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i.” Camilia gripped the paper in her hands slightly tighter and took a deep breath to try and compose herself before speaking.

“I don’t know what to say.” She finally said quietly.

“Why not go for it, Cami-chan.” Lisanna encouraged.

“It’s a lot of fun.” Mirajane to the purple haired girl, “and if you aren’t comfertable in certain outfit, they can always find ways to make it work.”

“This could be really good for you.” Erza told her, “You have a beautiful body, Camilia, why not show it off for once.”

“I still don’t know.” She said, “What do you think, Laxus?”

The blonde paused from the sip he was about to take from his drink. He could have told her he didn’t want to do it, and that he wanted her to be for his eyes and his alone. But he had a good idea about how she would react.

“If you wanna do it, I’ll be behind you all the way.” He told her, “It’s your choice, not mine.”

She nodded and looked back at the paper in her hands.

“I’ll think about it.” She said.

–The Next Day–

“Camilia!” Happy called gaining the plant mage’s attention.

“What is it happy?” She asked politely.

“Natsu and the others are outside having a battle, no magic! We wanted to know if you wanted to join in? A-and maybe Laxus too~.” He told her and slowly started to cower away.

Cmilia smiled and picked him up from his mid flight, and held him close to her chest.

“I’d like too.” she smiled.

Happy blushed then almost fainted from the glare he had received from the blond mage next to the yellow eyed girl.

“Laxus?” She asked.

“I’m good.” He told her and went back to his drink.

She nodded, “Let’s go, Happy.”

“A-Aye.”He said.

Laxus finished off the last of his drink as his girlfriend left with a MALE exceed in her arms. As he sat down he asked Mira for a much stronger drink than the one he had previously downed.

–Two weeks Later–

Laxus and his team were just climbing the last step up to the Fairy Tail guild. They were all tired and hoping to come back to good friends, some food, and a small amount of rest before going out again.

Laxus was more looking forward to seeing Camilia’s smiling face greeting him, then embracing him, and asking him how his mission went, before asking about the details. It was a simple routine, but it was one he had greatly enjoyed, one he had looked forward to. HAD, being the key word.

The second the doors had been opened he was greeted with the sight of his girlfriend over Grey’s right shoulder, her left wrist held by his left hand. The entire guild cheering, and Camilia giggling.

Hardly two seconds after the doors opened, Camilia looked up from Grey’s back. Her face red from the blood rushing to head and laughing.

She managed inbetween giggles, “Hey, how was the mission, succesful, neh?”

The room froze knowing who had come back.

“Aw.” He said and entered with the rest of his teaming walking towards his usual table on the other end of the guild.

“Gimme a sec, and I’ll be right over.” She told him.

Camilia swiftly grabbed onto the material of Grey’s pants on the back of his thigh.

“Sorry, Grey.” She told him, “But I can’t play anymore.”

She threw her legs up over her(And Grey’s) head, before bending them at the knees and forcing them over the rest of her body. Thus propelling her to her feet, and throwing Grey off. Then throwing him down to the floor, twisting her left wrist and pinning his wrists behind his back.

Grey chuckled, “I guess you win this time, Camilia.”

“You keep getting better.” She told him as she got up and offered him a hand.

Grey accepted thankfully, promising that he’d beat her one day.

Camilia left the rowdy group, much to everyone’s dissatisfaction.

She hurried over to Laxus where he sat waiting patiently.

“So how was it?” she asked, before narrowing her eyes at the liquid that was in his glass, “Isn’t it a little early for you to have something that strong?”

“It was a long mission, Camilia.” He told her.

In the back of his mind he made a mental note that Grey was going to be the first one he killed.

–Three days later–

“You denied the request?” Natsu asked confused.

Camilia nodded, “I accepted the interview, but the photo shoot.” She shook her head, “I think I’ll leave that to Mira and Lucy and Evergreen. It’s just not my thing.

The amount of relief that washed over Laxus when he heard that his flower wasn’t going to be going out for the world to see was beyond words.

“Guess that means you have a lot of time to train, neh?” Gajeel asked the flower mage, who promptly nodded and replied, “And I’ll be happy to train with you any time, Gajeel.”

Without even thinking about it, Laxus ordered another drink at twice the strength.

–the next day–

Laxus and his team were out on another mission. Camilia was at the bar with all the other girls.

“Don’t you think, Laxus is a little…” Levy trailed off looking for the right word.

“possessive?” Lucy asked.

Camilia shook her head, “Laxus isn’t possessive, just, really, really, really, jealous. And doesn’t really know how to show it through anything other than anger.”

“And you put up with it.” Canna said taking another swig of her sake.

“I honestly wonder what I’m gonna do.” Camilia told the rest of the female population, “I love him, but it’s gotten kinda hard to handle. And when I try to talk to him about it, he evades it saying he’s not the jealous type. What do you guys think I should do?”

“Maybe making him see it your way would be good.” Lisanna suggested, “You know be jealouse about him, and make him see what it’s like.”

“How would that work?” SHe asked, “He doesn’t really hang around any girls except for me and Ever- huh! Li-chan! You’re a genius!” She yelled and embraced her best friend tightly.

“No problem, Cami-chan.” She laughed.

–Eight days later–

Laxus and the thundergod tribe came through the doors like usual, being greeted by their companions.

Laxus scanned the room before his eyes landed a certain purple haired plant mage in the far corner of the hall.

He made his way over to her. He was glad to see her by herself for once instead of in the arms of another guy, like last time.

“Yo, Camilia.” He said and smiled as he sat down adjacent from her.

“Yo.” She said boardly, not looking up from the book she had in front of her.

He waited patiently for her to finish her page, but after she flipped the page, twice, without acknowledgment him.

“Camilia.” He called trying to get her attention.

“Nani?” She asked almost bitterly.

This made the lightning dragon slayer raise an eyebrow.

“Did I do something to piss you off?” He questioned her, placing his left elbow on the table and rested his head on his hand.

“Wow!” Camilia said sarcastically snapping her book shut, “Give the boy a prize, he guessed right!”

As she prepared to rise and leave Laxus stopped her by grabbing her arm.

“What’s wrong?” He asked her quietly, his eyes begging her for an answer. Laxus could take defeat, he could take being beaten by a girl, he could take a lot of things. But Camilia mad at him, again, after he’d just gotten her back, that was not one thing he could handle.

“Where’s your precise Ever-chan?” She demanded from him.

“What about, Ever?” He asked cocking his head to the side. Now he was just plain confused.

“You have been gone a week, on a mission, with her.” She stated plainly, “How am I supposed to react to that, huh?”

Laxus blink and smirked, “You’re jealous.” He called her out on it.

“I am not!” she insisted, “I just don’t like you hanging out with any girl alone, other than me!”

“Camilia, you know Evergreen and I are just friends. She’s kinda like a little sister to me.” He told her, “Besides, I love you and I’m not gonna leave you for her. I thought you knew that.”

Camillia pulled her arm from Laxus grasp and crossed her arms over her chest, before telling him, “Natsu’s my brother.” She told him, “Grey, Elfman, Nab, Max, Romeo, Freed, Bixslow, Gajeel, Jet. Their all my friends, Laxus. And I love you too, and would never leave you for any of them.”

Realization finally dawned on the Blonde man, as he scratched the back of his head and evaded his gaze.

“I guess I have been kind of, you know, jealous.” He admitted.

Camilia knelt down on the bench and put her crossed arms on the table leaning on them.

“Laxus, you almost gave poor Happy a heart attack from one of your glares.” She told him, ” ‘Kind of’ and ‘jealous’ have become understatements.”

“I can’t hep it.” He started.

“I know.” She told him, “Being part dragon it’s in your nature to want to protect your mate. But protect me from a cat! Really?”

“He was cuddling your chest!” He defended.

“In which case I’m jealous of your overly large and furry coat!” She told him narrowing her eyes at it.

“And why’s that?” He almost demanded.

“It’s blocking my view of a perfectly, sculpted body.” She said stressing ‘perfectly’.

Laxus sighed, “Alright.” He said in defeat, “You’re mine, so I guess other guys stealing you isn’t going to be a problem.”

“Laxus,” Camilia cut in, “If there is guy stupid enough to try and take me way from you, I’d be the first one to hit him.”

He chuckled, “Okay.” He said, “But I get to glare when your wrestling or fighting with one of the other guys.”

“No death glares.” She warned.

“No death glares.” He repeated.

“And for the record,” She added, “Happy is the only one I carry like that, and he likes Charla.”

“That’s good to know.” He chuckled.

“And no ordering strong alcohol in order to try an cope with it.” She added.

“Deal.” He told her.

“Deal.” Camilia smiled.

And with that, Laxus shed his coat like an extra skin, just for Camilia.

Her yellow eyes sparkled at him, before she lunged and wrapped her arms around his waist best she could, being only a third his size.

They enjoyed the silence between them. Camilia curled up at Laxus’ side, Laxus leaning back against the wall, hand resting on Camilia’s shoulder, him smiling down at her, Camilia’s face buried in his side.

Many moments passed, as the life within the guild returned to its normal routine.

Then Camilia’s eyes shot open, she had suddenly remembered something.

“Oh yeah.” She said to no one in particular, “How was the mission?”

Laxus smirked down at her as he tousled her short, dark purple locks lightly.

Maybe jealousy wasn’t that bad.

Flowers(A Laxus Dreyar Two Shot Part 2)

Seven long years had passed since not only Camilia had passed, but Natsu and the others disappeared.

The guild was in ruin and in a large dept to Orge, a new guild in Marigold that had taken over. Hardly anyone remained in Fairy tail after the mysterious disappearance of their nakama.

It was quiet in the guild, everyone was in their own thoughts as the doors flew open wide.

“We’ve come to collect this month’s payment.” One of the Orge grunts cackled as he entered the hall with his team.

“We don’t have it this month.” Macao told him, “No good jobs have come in lately, we’ll pay double next month. I promise.”

The leader clicked his tounge to the roof of his mouth in thought, “That’s not what we agreed on.”

“There isn’t much else I can do.” Macao told him sadly, “Please tell your guild master that I will pay double next month.”

“No can do.” He snarled, “These were the terms we agreed upon.”

“We never would have accepted if we knew how high the interest would have been.” Wakaba stepped in.

“Well then,” The leader started, “We’ll just have to kill a little time!”

Just as he was about to knock over the nearest table, he mysteriously fell face first onto the floor.

“What the hell!?” He howled.

Through the opened door a small figure covered in a dark brown cloak stepped through the door way and stood before everyone.

“Who the hell are you?!” He snapped.

The figure didn’t flinch, it didn’t look up either.

“I believe that should be my question.” It retorted. The voice was familiar to all of Fairy Tail, yet it somehow wasn’t. And it was impossible to tell if the person was male or female by their voice.

“Who do you think you are barging in on a business meeting?!” He demanded.

“And what meeting would that be?” It asked calmly.

The leader smirked, “Fairy Tail went down hill seven years ago.” He told the figure, “Everyone in Fior knows that.”

“I’m not exactly from Fior.” It told them.

His smirk faltered slightly, “Fairy Tail began to fail, we intervened and helped them out. And now they have a debt to repay. And they can’t this month, so we’re gonna take what we can!”

The rest of his team cheered, but before they could move a single muscle they were all tossed around by an unseen force.

The figure stepped into the hall after all the grunts had fallen to the floor. It opened it’s cloak enough to alow a hand out, then reached down and grabbed the leader of the team by the neck and hauled it up.

It’s grip was that of near death, the leader wiggled and attempted to struggle from it’s grasp, but it was no use. His face was beginning to turn blue.

“I’m going to make this clear.” It snarled at the leader, “If you, your team mates, or anyone from Orge ever touch anyone from this guild again, I will not hesitate to kill you.”

And with that he was dropped to the floor, along with a sack that the figure was carrying under it’s cloak.

“How much does Fairy Tail still owe your guild?” It asked calmly.

“H-huh?” The leader asked just barely gaining his breath back.

“Did I stutter?!” I demanded, “How much, does Fairy Tail still owe!?”

“2 million jewels.” He said apprehensively.

The figure knelt down next to the sack and opened it. It carefully counted out 2 million jewels and tossed the bundles to the leader.

“Now get out of my sight.” It hissed.

The Orge grunts hurriedly picked p the jewels and ran out of the guild as fast as they could.

Everyone who was present in Fairy Tail paused and looked at the cloaked figure. First wondering who he was, and second, why he payed their debt for them.

“This really did go down hill.” It said at last, “I was hoping that the rumors weren’t going to be true when I got back. I guess Natsu and the other’s really did disappear then, huh?”

No one spoke for a long time, then Macao spoke up.

“Who are you?” He asked apprehensively, “Why did you pay the debt? And how do you know about our nakama?”

There was a small pause.

“They were my nakama at one point too, Macao.” It said softly, “I payed the debt because, well, I am a member of Fairy Tail. So why shouldn’t I pitch in to help the guild out? And as for who I am, well.”

The figure stopped right there and allowed the cloak to fall to the ground.

The figure they had assumed to be a man was a woman. She had short, pixie cut dark purple hair, and bright golden eyes lined to be dark.

Everyone was completely still staring at the girl before them. They were all sure that she had died all those years ago.

“Gomena.” she finally said, “I know what you all must be thinking. But Seven years ago I had to fake my death. My father’s associates and my brothers would have hunted me and everyone down if they knew I was still alive. And I couldn’t let that happen. So I requested a favor from master. I went into hiding, and took a large quest for when after I recovered enough.”

“Camilia,” Macao said softly like he was about to approach a scared animal, “You were dead, we were at the funeral.”

“and how many of you saw my body?” She asked raising a good point.

“Only the master.” Dorry said keeping a large piece of meat in his mouth as he spoke.

“Exactly.” she said, “Look, I know what I put you through was inexcusable, but it had to be done. I would rather see you guys shed tears then see you dead, and have it be my fault. And now that I’m back, I would like to start making it up to you.” She paused and looked to all of them, “If you will still alow me to be part of the guild, master Macao.”

He hadn’t even need to open his mouth to reply, the dog pile of a hug she had received from everyone was enough for her to know.

Tears streamed from her honey eyes as she embraced everyone.

“Arigoto, mena.” she choked out.

–days later–

“The place looks great, Camilia.” Bisca said as she looked around the hall.

“Arigoto.” the purple haired girl sighed, “I’ve been trying.”

“You’ve been doing a good job.” Alzack said coming up behind his wife, “How would you feel about coming with us to see if we can find the others?”

Camilia instantly stopped, her lips formed a thin line, and her eyes went down. Bisca elbowed Alzack in the stomach and he instantly regretted asking.

Out of everyone those lost in the island were probably the ones taking her death the hardest. And then they’d find out that she was in hiding these past seven years. It would be a long ride back to Marigold.

“No thank you.” Camilia finally said turning back to them and smiling brightly, “I think I’ll stay behind and keep things together here while everyone’s gone.”

“Good idea.” He said, “We’ll be back in a few days. hopefully with the others.”

Camilia nodded and watched as they left.

A part of her wished that everyone was alright, but another part, that more realistic part, told her that no matter how hard she wished, it had been seven years, the odds of them being alive were very slim.

She sighed to herself and grabbed her tool belt before climbing up the ladder. She thought it best to keep those ideas out of her mind, and remain content with whatever the end result may be. But she couldn’t dwell on those thoughts for too long, after all, she had a roof she had to fix.


“You didn’t want to go with them, Romeo?” Macao asked his son, whom had his nose in a book at the moment.

“No.” Romeo replied as he closed his book and placed it in front of him on the table, “It’s been seven years, it’s best if we don’t get our hopes up about something like this, especially because it’s just a tip.”

“He has point.” Camilia put in, “We have no idea what happened to them.”

Everyone let out a deep sigh. While they al missed the main part of the guild, with almost everyone else out looking for them, the place seemed that much more empty.

The doors to the guild soon burst open. Out of habit Camilia placed her right hand on the shieth of her sword, ready to draw with her left. But that reaction was soon dropped when she saw the familiar faces of her nakama.

“We’re back!” Natsu called into the hall.

Romeo’s face broke out into a large smile as he started to cry in happiness.

“So young!” Nab yelled.

“They haven’t aged at all!” Laki cried.

Camilia placed her hand over her mouth in an attempt to stop herself from crying out. And while that helped, it didn’t do anything to stop the tears from falling down her face.

The first one to notice the girl was non other than her make shift older sister.

“C-camilia?” Erza asked softly, as if scared that if she spoke her name too loudly then the image that was in front of her would disappear forever.

The girl nodded, without removing her hand from her face.

The two girls lunged for each other and wrapped each other in a tight embrace as they sobbed.

“How did?” Erza questioned but couldn’t bring herself to speak more than that.

“Gomena.” Camilia cried into Erza’s shoulder, “I shouldn’t have, but I didn’t have any other choice.”

“You can tell us later.” Freed told her as he grabbed the girl from Erza’s arms, anime tears falling down his cheeks, “We’ve all missed you.”

Camilia returned the ruins mage’s hug instantly. And she was glad. She was glad that everyone was finally home, where they should be. Well, almost everyone one.

“So that’s what you went through the past seven years.” Levy was the first to speak after Master explained what happened to them on Tenrou, and Camilia about her story.

“It’s nothing compared to what you guys have been though.” She said embracing Lisanna tighter, “You literally missed seven years of your life.”

“And you spent seven dead, Cami-chan.” Lisanna told her best friend.

“But we’re both back now, neh, Li-chan?” She smiled.

“I say we celebrate not only our return, but Camilia’s aswell!” Master yelled, everyone cheered in agreement.

Booze were brought out, food wa prepared, and fights broke out. It was once again the Fairy Tail that everyone had grown to love and call home.

“Neh, Cami-chan, I almost forgot.” Lisanna called to her best friend as they finally let go of each other.

“What is it Li-chan?” Camilia asked, but her eyes were stuck on the brawl happening before them, she couldn’t help but smile.

“Laxus-san came to Tenrou and helped us out. He’s back in Marigold too. But I don’t know if master will end his suspension or not yet.” She said the last bit more to herself than to Camilia, but at the sound of the lightning dragon slyer’s name, Camilia’s heart sank from it’s soaring spot.

It’s not only that, but the second the rest of the guild heard Lisanna speak Laxus’ name to Camilia, almost everything froze.

“Soka?” Camilia said after a few moments of silence, “I hope he’s doing well then.”

“Is something wrong, Cami-chan?” Lisanna asked.

Camilia shook her head, “It’s nothing you should consern yourself with.” She assured her friend.

Lisanna looked at Camilia skeptykly for a moment before nodding in understanding.

The entire guild took a breath as Camilia changed the subject to Lisanna’s lime in Edolas.

Two days after everyone had returned from Tenrou and things had begun to fall into the regular pattern of things. It was raining very hard. Most people stayed inside in an attempt to stay dry.

But there was one person who did not. This person was walking along the edge of the forest with nothing for cover but the trees and a dark brown cloak that covered them completely.

This person seemed to be walking without a purpose, or at least that would be what it looked like to someone who saw them. But in fact they were walking with a purpose. And it became apparent when a small house came into sight, and they walked up to the door of said house.

They raised their fist to the door and knocked several times before waiting. Moments later the door was opened.

A large, muscular, blond man with a lightning bolt shaped scar on his right eye looked very surprised when he looked down at his unexpected company.

He didn’t say a word as he stared down at the small figure before him.

“Do you have a few minutes to spair?” Camilia aked softly, “I just wanna talk, if it’s okay.”

Her words brought Laxus out of his trance. His surprised looked turned to a frown as he moved away from the door.

“Get your ars in here before you catch a cold!” He barked. Camilia slipped in and pushed her hood off revealing her pixie cut purple hair and yellow eyes to her old friend, “I get you like the rain, but you’re cold blooded for heaven’s sake!”

He went on grumbling to himself as he walked back into the kitchen.

Camilia hung her soaking cloak up on an empty hook, and slipper her boots off before stepping onto the hard wood floor.

“Wait in the living room.” Laxus told her as she stepped into the kitchen. She nodded, even though he couldn’t see her, and did as she was told.

Camilia settled herself on the far end of the sofa, waiting patiently for the blond to finish what he was doing.

As she waited she looked around the room.

It was small. In the center of the room there was a dark maple coffee table on top of a fuzzy black rug. In front of it was the black leather sofa she was sitting on. Opposite to the sofa were two identical leather easy chairs on either side of a small brick fire place. The walls were painted a spring like green, that was several shades lighter than the green muscle shirt she had on. On the wall opposite to that of the door leading to the kitchen, the wall was lined with book shelves. there was only enough room for the two doors on that wall. One was a bathroom, she knew because the door was opened. The other door she assumed to be Laxus’ bedroom. Camilia knew he didn’t like people looking into his room, so he had a habit of closing the door all the time.

Camilia slowly raised from her spot on the sofa and walked over to one of the book shelves. One of the shelves on the case closest to the wall with the fireplace had nothing on it but pictures.

She smiled remembering so many of these. She had never known Laxus to be nostalgic. There was a picture of him and the thunder god tribe, one of him when he was younger with his grandfather, one of the entire guild, and then se couldn’t help but alow a smile to grace her lips as she saw the last one.

It was of her and Laxus, the day after she had gained the title of S rank mage. She had been so proud, and Lisanna was with her all through out her own exam. Laxus was the first one to congradulate her when they returned to Marigold.

She was smiling so big at the camera, her hands were folded infront of her, and she noticed the small blush she had over her cheeks. She recalled how shy she used to be. Laxus on the other hand was standing tall next to her, arms crossed, head phones on, and he mostly wore his I’m-so-board look, but she could easily see the faint smile on his face in the photo.

“I made you some tea.” Laxus said as he came out the kitchen two steaming mugs in his hands.

Camilia turned away from the pictures and smiled.

She took a seat next to Laxus and thanked him he passed her, her mug.

She took a small sip of the hot liquid to both warm and compose herself. When she pulled the mug away from her mouth, she couldn’t help but smile one again. Laxus had remembered how she liked her tea. No milk, no sugar, but two tea spoons of honey.

she carefully placed her mug on the coffee table before her, laced her fingers together her lap, and pressed her lips together into a thin line.

She could feel Laxus’ gaze on her out of the corner of his eye.

“I’m sorry.” Was the first thing she let him hear, “What I did and what I said that day, it wasn’t right, and I regret it. And I know that I can’t blame it on my anger at the time, or my need to save everyone. I don’t care if you forgive me or not, but I would like you to know that I’m sorry for it. And not a day went by since you were expelled that I haven’t thought back to what happened, and I hadn’t wished it different.”

“You think my expulsion was your fault?” Laxus asked her.

Camilia finailly looked up at Laxus, her eyes told all the truth, she nodded, “I told master that you deserved the worst punishment possible, because you hurt our nakama, and almost blew up the town.”

Laxus placed his mug on the table, then threw his left arm over the back of the couch to talk to her better.

Camilia got what he was trying to do. She pulled her right leg up onto the couch and turned her back to the armrest.

“Even if you didn’t say that, I still would have gotten expelled.” He told her, “I’m actually glad you were there.”

She gave him a confused look.

He smiled softly, “You acted fast and did what your instincts told you.” He told her, “You put everyone asleep so they wouldn’t partake in it, you freed the girls, and knocked some sence into me. I never should have even thought of trying what I did.”

“Why did you?” Camilia asked without thinking, “It’s been bugging me for a while. I understood your plan and execution, but I never got your motive.”

Laxus’ smile turned into a scowl.

“I was out on a job.” He started, “The guys and I had just finished up and were gonna head home the following morning. I was a bar, I over heard a whole bunch of drunks talking about guilds. Fairy Tail came up. They said it had to be the weakest most pathetic guild in Fior, and they didn’t understand why the king just didn’t close them down. I guess I wanted drunks like that to talk highly about- What the hell are you laughing at!?”

Camilia was giggling softly at what was being said.

“Gomena.” She giggled, before she calmed enough to talk normally, “You actually cared enough about what some random strangers in a bar with nothing better to do than rip on everyone and everything’s opinions? Laxus, I’m disappointed with you. The Laxus I know would never care about what anyone he didn’t care about said about himself, his nakama, or the guild.”

“It wasn’t the first time I heard it though.” He defended.

She smirked at him, “And I believe it, but you need to understand those people are everywhere, and they’re made to critique everything, even if it’s good. Fairy Tail is strong, and more importantly it’s home. But I guess I don’t have to tell you that, do I?”

“No. No you don’t.” Laxus said, “And if you can forgive me and sturdiness, I forgive you.”

Camilia beamed up at him, “I forgave you the second I realized I-uh, I had to leave.” She became slightly nervous thinking he’d see through her attempted cover up.

“Then I guess we’re forgiven then, huh?” He smiled leaning forward to be more at her eye level. Camilia smiled again.

“Mind if I ask you a question now?” Laxus inquired.

Camilia rolled her eyes but then nodded as she picked her mug up and held it to her lips.

“Why did you have to leave?” He asked.

Camilia’s smile fell as she lowered the cup to her lap.

“My father came looking for me.” She said slowly, “I fought him, and sent everyone else in the guild away after Natsu burned my mark off. I managed to kill him. Then Grey froze me, because Levy had a way to reverse what had happened. I figured why not. It ended up working, but I knew if I stayed at the guild then his associates and my brothers would have come looking for me and the guild. So I faked my own death. went up to mountains for a while, layed low and trained. After about three years I went out on the quest master had given me before I left. Got a lot of money from it. But I also found out I was still being hunted. They didn’t all believe I was dead. Took a full year to complete the quest. And after that I went back into hiding for another three years. Because they never found any other evidence of me being alive, they assumed that I died along with Kimoto, and my nakama buried me. But I still need to be cautious.”

“That why your hair’s so short?” Laxus asked.

Camilia nodded, “Makes me a little less recognisable.”

“I like it short.” He told her, “It’s different.”

Camilia blushed and looked away, the only compliments she’d ever gotten from Laxus were about her power, and they were very subtle.

“So did you meet anyone while away?” Laxus suddenly asked casually as he sipped from his mug.

Camilia smiled, “Yes. Lot’s of people.” She told him, “The lady who took me in while I was in hiding was really nice, she made lots of sweets, and always cared for my injuries when I had them. But I didn’t like her daughter. She was really rude.”

He glared at her lightly, slightly annoyed by her changing the question.

“I meant a guy you didn’t want to leave.” He hissed.

Camilia smiled lightly and looked down.

“No.” She said quietly.

“After seven years, you have made zero progress in the dating world.” He sighed, “You’re hopeless.”

“Camilia took a sip of her tea before replying, “Maybe I was holding out these past seven years.” She said.

“Who on earth is worth holding out for seven years for?” He demanded.

Camilia shrugged, “True love is.”

Laxus looked at her sideways. She still hadn’t looked up from her tea.

“I got one more question for you.” He told her, Camilia looked up and met his gaze finally. Laxus got up and walked past her to go into one of the doors, before coming back out, and closing the door behind him. When he sat back down he held a flower in his hand, “You know all about the language of flowers. So you obviously know what this one means. I unfortunately don’t, and I wanted to know; why did you give it to me?”

“it’s a giloxa.” she stated gently taking it from his hand, with just a touch from her fingers the pressed flower came back to life, filling it with the some bright colour as before, “A giloxa represents love at first sight.”

“Bet you didn’t know it’s meaning when you first gave it to me, huh?” Laxus asked, almost hesitantly.

“No, I knew what it means.” She told him, “I find it funny though. I promised myself I would never give this flower to anyone. But then I met you.”

Laxus swallowed hard before saying, “What are you saying?”

Camilia downed the small amount left of her tea and placed the now empty cup on the coffee table.

“I love you, Laxus.” She said staring into his eyes, “I loved you since I first saw you all those years ago. It was actually you who made me so quiet and shy when I first came to Fairy Tail. I was so scared that I was going to say something stupid and look like an idiot. I love you, Laxus.” Camilia held the flower out to the blond and he took it, ” I don’t care if you don’t return my feelings. I told you how I feel. I have no regrets.”

“I have something to tell you too, Camilia.” Laxus said, eyes fixated on the flower in his hands.

“What is it, Laxus?” She asked.

At first Laxus didn’t say anything, he merely reached forward and gently tucked the giloxa behind Camilia’s ear before cupping her cheek in his massive hand.

“When I first saw you, I thought you were just another baka, like Natsu. But then when I looked into your eyes for the first time, I saw my life, like the future, and it was with you. And I still see it, but much further down the line.” He paused and ran his thumb over her delicate skin, “I love you too, Camilia.”

Neither needed anymore than what was said, they slowly leaned in, laxus moving down a little, and Camilia pushing herself up, untill they eventually meeting the middle. And whether it was magic, electricity, chemistry, or their true love, they don’t know. All they knew was that, that moment, their first kiss, it all felt right.

And that no matter how much Makarov, Natsu, or anyone in the guild may object or dislike what goes on between the two of them, they knew it was true.

After a few minutes they pulled away, Laxus’ smirk was so wide he was sure that his face might crack. Camilia was red and breathing slightly heavily. After a moment of catching their breaths, Camilia smiled and said:

“Maybe I could talk to Master to see if he’d end your expulsion.”

Laxus smiled and ran a hand through her silky purple hair, then pushed her head to meet his.

To others, what happened between Laxus and Camilia might be wrong, but to them, it felt so right.