The Eldest Strauss

But only a second later the thought occurred to her.

Laxus smiled with the word ‘girlfriend’. He never imagine to have a girlfriend especially not someone like mirajane, but hey there is no one like mirajane. She always own his heart even before he know it. She is a very amazing woman, a powerful mage, and dear friend for everyone who know her.

"Hm~" Mira hummed, closing her eyes as people kept counting down as to end the year. Who knew she would spend the first second of new year here--arm to arm with the last person she thought would be last New Year's Eve? Things had changed for the last one year--even she had. Grown up, physically and mentally. Faced challenges. Lost to some. Learned mistakes. And somewhere between those, shared her heart with the person next to her.

Who apparently found something on her face extremely interesting.

Jerza

Grayon

Luvia

Panla

Natsu, bringing all Fairy Tail couples together without knowing

He just don’t want her to see his weakness side. “I don’t really want to…” He cut his word in the middle when he saw some magnolian running, heading to the firework place they heading to. “… Beside, I though you want to enjoy the night? I think they will start it soon”

Tightened his grip, pulling her closer, he start to walk again, make her have to walk with him. He just realised that his answer for her first question might took their time longer than what he though.

She didn't expect him to just nod and blurt out everything that got his mind occupied, haunting him for a few scary minutes--just like that. No way he was going to do that--this was Laxus she faced, for God's sake--but still.. a tiny part in her brain wished to know what caused his behavior just then.

Shush, Mira told herself in silence. Curiosity killed the cat. If silence could comfort him, then it would be the best thing she could give him at the moment. Regarding that, she completely shut off all her will to talk and just stayed silent until they reached the festival's location.

But then he can fell her soft, warm hand on his palm, holding it then he heard she continue her words. ‘It’s made for those who cherish life.’ her words caught his attention.

He can feel warmness on her words and her hand though he still wearing his gloves, it’s like her hand not only touching his palm but his heart. Her words like a medicine to his never bad headache. turned his head to caught her blue orbs, the orbs he adore because he can see life on it, the eyes that always make him relax and smile. The same eyes that make him became hers even without he realized it.

He became more relax, holding her hand back “I…” he open his mouth but he don’t have anything to say, he don’t know what to tell her. He just lost all his will to talk. So he just stand there, holding her hand and relaxing his body.

...she couldn't possibly hurt him. Could she?

Just before scenarios filled up her mind like they always did, thankfully he looked up and let them locked eyes. Desperation, sadness could be easily found in his eyes, but beyond those all, she could see something similar to.. relief.

He seemed to be out of word to say, yet she didn't plan to break the silence either. She had learned the harsh way that sometimes silence might be best. But even without words, she could figure out what he was trying to say just from the way his fingers curled around hers, how his figure finally loosened up. So when the little word finally escaped his lips, she wasn't surprised. Just grateful that the momentary grim atmosphere was finally gone.

When Mirajane could finally take a breath, she slumped down on the nearest stool and wiped her forehead. Suddenly a question startled her.