I.
He slammed the door shut behind him, leaving his grandfather all by himself inside the small office, and marched angrily through the corridor of Fairy Tail's first floor. His blood was boiling on his veins, running wildly as he took each step away from the old man and the discussion they have just had.
No, that wasn't a discussion. A discussion required two or more people to speak and Makarov haven't pronounced a word when Laxus inquired him about his father's expulsion, demanding explanations for such an absurd decision. Truth was, he still considered his grandson as a naïve kid who wasn't worthy of a man to man conversation and Laxus couldn't stand that any longer. He wasn't that frail brat anymore and he hadn't been for a long time. He didn't need that old geezer to "protect" him. As if it wasn't enough everyone treated him as a shadow of his grandfather's greatness, the man himself yet had to look down upon him and underestimate his maturity in such a way he didn't even deserve a justification, a comment, anything.
Cursing loudly, the lightning mage climbed the steps to the second floor two by two while he took his SoundPod out of his pocket to turn it on and isolate himself from the outside world. Music was his way of escaping from all the shit that had been going on with his family lately and the only thing that kept him from frying everything in front of him with his lightning.
He couldn't complete his task, though, as a small figure stood at the end of the stairs, back leaned against the wall and arms crossed in front of her chest.
"And what bit you today, lizard boy?" The grin plastered on her mouth only widened as he shot her an irritated look. "Grandpa got you grounded?"
"Fuck off, Mirajane." Laxus scolded as he moved away from her to sit at the farthest chair he could find.
"In case you don't remember, I earned the right of being here, so you fuck off if you don't like it." Much to his dismay, she followed his track and sat on the table right in front of him, giving him a superior look. "Everyone heard your whining, so what is it this time? Did Grandpa take your toys away from you? Did-"
The Dragon Slayer didn't let her finish. He stood up bluntly and jolted her body backwards, pinning her against the wooden top. Her devilish smile faltered from her lips, but she kept a defiant stare shining in her bright blue orbs as they exchanged looks.
"Why is it that you are always pestering me, demon? You into me or something?" He asked between clenched teeth, tiny sparks of lightning unconsciously escaping from his fingertips.
She lifted her chin high with petulance before replying. "So what if I am?"
Laxus scanned her body with sharp eyes. The white-haired mage didn't look at all like the skinny girl she was when she had first arrived at the guild as a runaway along with her siblings. She was still only sixteen, but to Laxus she was already a full-grown woman, body all smooth and curvy and lips full. Desire hit him. There was this thing about her lately, as if she possessed some kind of power over him, that somehow managed to mess with his head in a way it was becoming harder to ignore. He didn't like feeling so open towards her.
Mirajane's scent tempted him when it reached his nostrils and he couldn't help tilting his head down, the tip of their noses brushing slightly against one another. She didn't even flinch with his approach, eyes fluttering shut with anticipation.
He tightened his grip around her wrists, with the anger towards his grandfather adding up to the one she provoked on him. His Adam's apple bobbed furiously in his throat with the perspective of taking all of his frustrations out on her, of ruining her, of tearing her apart just like his grandfather did with what was left of his family.
Perhaps he should just stop trying to be a better man, to grow a reputation all by himself, and instead start acting the way everyone expected of him, as a rebellious teenager spoiled by his grandfather that took everything he wanted without caring about anything or anyone else.
But not like this, not with her.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't fiddle with little kids, demon." Laxus whispered before pulling away, letting her loose before moving towards the stairs and out of the guild.
He would definitely show his grandfather he didn't need him anymore. Or anyone else for all that mattered.
N/A: You'd better brace yourself, Abby. You have awaken the monster.
