Of all the places in the Fiore kingdom, Magnolia town was probably the greatest. Filled with happy merchants, cheerful citizens, and busy, bustling streets. Everyone was friendly, and there was always some sort of commotion. What could you expect, though, when Magnolia houses the guild hall of the most destructive, adventurous, and quite possibly the strongest mage guild there is, Fairy Tail.

As busy as it is during the day, it's about twice as quiet during the night. So Laxus, an S class lightning wizard of Fairy Tail, could clearly hear the footsteps coming up behind him. He turned only slightly, glancing over his broad, powerful shoulders, looking to see who was coming towards him. His lips cracked into a smile as Freed walked up to his side. He looked down at the man whose head reached to his shoulder, and wrapping an arm around his shoulders, pulled the Dark Écriture wizard closer to him. Freed placed a hand on Laxus' chest, and he spoke, his round eyes staring at Laxus in adoration.

"What are you doing out here?"

Laxus huffed, sitting down in the empty road. "I wanted some time to myself." He said, looking up at Freed who stood awkwardly beside him. "I suppose that's not going to happen, though." He gave a little smile.

"What?" Panic filled Freed's eyes, and he waved his hands urgently out in front of him. "No! No! Laxus I can go if you'd like. I don't want to trouble you! I-I" Freed turned and ran off, Laxus staring after him, confused.

The next day, Freed was sitting at a table in Fairy Tail's guild hall. He sighed with his head in his hands.

"What's wrong Freed?" Freed looked up in the direction the voice came from, but there was no one there. When an arm suddenly wrapped around him amicably he startled.

"Don't do that!" Freed told Bickslow, who was suddenly sitting beside him on the other side.

"What's wrong?" Bickslow repeated, and Freed's eyes redirected downwards to the green symbol on his hand, the sign of Fairy Tail. Everyone in the guild bore it, though he preferred not to look at Bickslow's. That weirdo had put it on his tongue.

"It's Laxus." Freed looked up at Bickslow's helmet. It was so hard to have a sentimental conversation with that guy, with no eyes to look at. He could always see Laxus' eyes, those beautiful, grey-blue eyes. "I'm worried about him. He seems a little down lately."

"You sure it's not you?" Bickslow asked. "You've been down lately too."

"That's because Laxus is sad."

"Well, he might be sad because you are."

"You really think so?"

"Well, why not right?" Bickslow stared at Freed, a little annoyed. If no one else in Fairy Tail knew how the two felt for each other, he did.

"You really think he cares that much?"

"Listen to yourself!" Bickslow exclaimed, standing up. "Of course he cares! You do, don't you?"

"Yeah…"

"So why wouldn't Laxus? Pick yourself up and go talk to him, man!" Bickslow cried, before walking casually over to the job wall, leaving everyone staring at either Freed or him, and Freed's face a vivid pink.

"He didn't have to say it so loudly," Freed whispered, his face hot and blushing so badly. "I didn't want everyone to know how worried I was about Laxus." He glanced up and quickly ducked his head again when he saw the entirety of team Natsu staring at him. He hurriedly got up and left the guild hall. He would go find Laxus. Right after his face went back to a normal color, and not bright pink like Natsu's hair!