s trying to sleep.

So this is what turned up in this idea,

This is going to take me a lot longer than most stories

Because of its extensive chapters.

I will try to update as much as I can but I don't know how

Often that will be

So please bear with me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or it's characters

And just so you know, this is a NaLu, not focusing around Laxus,

just for the prologue it will be like this

so hopefully you enjoy this new story!

Love ya

Still Breathing

'Hey, I never said -'

Prologue

~QOoOQ~

Finally they had told him, the two adults had been questioning themselves on how to approach their five year old son on the topic of why his mother was growing larger in size around the stomach or why she was so moody all the time, but somehow they had told him and he was now-at the moment -sitting across from them at the table, baffled by the information they had just relayed. He was confused to no end and yet curious at the same time, but they just stared at him expectantly as he stared right back, not knowing what he was supposed to say. He just sat there catatonically, what was a five year old supposed to say after his father had told him his mother was 'pregnant'? He didn't even really understand what that meant; he was only five after all.

The young boy repeated the same thing he was told but worded it as a question; his mother was smiling as he asked what they meant and couldn't understand why she was so delighted at his confusion. He turned to his father who slowly started to explain with an equally elated smile on his face, they were just all smiles today while he sat there, confused as ever. His parents glanced at each other before his father spoke,

"Yes son, pregnant." He repeated slowly, explaining this was proving to be difficult, the growing ache in his head backing up his accusation, "That means Mama is going to have another baby, you're going to have a little brother or sister!" he beamed at his son. His joy could not be described in any form of words, the day he found out his wife was pregnant with Laxus-their first born- he was overjoyed, so much that he shed a tear, and now hearing he was going to have another baby with his beloved made him feel blissful.

They looked at Laxus expectantly, only hoping for the best of reactions, but again they received nothing but a blinking blonde boy sitting across from them with a disbelieving look plastered on his face. The boy's father briefly questioned himself on whether or not he had been able to get through to the boy but he quickly dispersed the thought, his son was not a genius but he was smart enough to figure this out with the information he had provided. "A...baby?" the blonde asked slowly as his eyes dropped to his mother's-not-so- scarce stomach and pointed with furrowed brows, "is that why Mama's so fat?" he asked bluntly, turning to his father expectantly, who had blanched at his sons inquiry.

"Uh-" he remained unresponsive, only staring dumbly at his son, indeed he had picked up his quality of insensitivity, opposed to his vibrant, loving and altruistic mother. "Well-uh, son I-er-" he blabbered, knowing nothing of what to tell his son, on one hand the boy was right and yet on the other he wasn't exactly wrong either but that was besides the point of his worries, yes of course his wife was growing in size, she had a baby growing within her so she was going to get bigger, but to say that in front of her face. It was not an admirable thing to do for either of them. Though he admired his sons bravery to say something as such, he, on the other hand, was apprehensive as he glanced at his wife's strained smile. "Well sort of kiddo," he casted an apologetic glance at his wife before turning to his perplexed son.

Slowly he stood up from the table, the chair screeching as it slid back across the floor followed by a small thud as Laxus planted his dangling feet on the hardwood floor. Still, he had not provided them with any sort of response besides his insensitive comment on his mothers increasing weight as he plodded toward the door leading to their living room. "Son-?" Laxus paused as his hand gripped the cool, metallic handle of the stained glass door and thought for a quick moment contemplating on whether or not to speak his mind before deciding to go along with it.

"...it's not welcomed." he told them gratingly before pulling the door open with one amble motion and slammed it behind him, leaving his parents speechless in his wake. Layla looked down sadly at the bump on her stomach and sighed, she was so happy to find out she was pregnant again. They had been trying for a long time after Laxus was born but nothing positive had ever come up in the numerous test's she had taken to see if she were with child, and when she took it all those months ago to find that she was indeed pregnant she had been elated and immediately told her husband over the phone, not caring that he was at work at that time.

Although her happiness was short-lived hearing her son say that the child she was bearing was not welcomed into this house by him, and though he had no say in the matter, Layla still wished for her son to welcome his younger sibling. Looking over to her husband after feeling his calloused yet gentle hand on her shoulder she observed him. He too, looked a little saddened by their sons words but his lips quirked up nonetheless, his silver dyed hair slicked back with a few bangs falling onto his forehead, Layla still had no clue as to why he had kept insisting on dying his hair silver, she had teased him saying he looked older than what he was but he just smiled kindly in return.

Her eyes traveled around his tense body from his broad shoulders to his muscular legs, he was holding back his emotions- she could tell,-being with someone for years proved just that. She leaned her head against the back of his hand which still rested on her slender shoulders and stared into his captivating blue eyes. "He'll come around Layla, he just needs time to adjust." she sighed again and looked away indifferently,

"And if he doesn't?" she asked, a gleam of insecurity flashing in her eyes as her husband stared back into her brown orbs, stroking her cheek lovingly as he did.

"He'll have to," he told her, leaving no room for argument. He glanced toward the door his son had left through and sighed, maybe he should go and see him considering he was the one that hindered the situation in the beginning. He kissed his wife's hand before sliding out of his chair with an annoying screech and stood up, dropping Layla's hand in the process as she frowned and gripped the end of his shirt as he attempted to follow after Laxus. "Yes?" he inquired as he looked down at the blonde griping his shirt.

"Where are you going?" it was a simple question and yet he found it difficult to respond, he wanted to talk to their son about things but he wasn't sure if Layla even wanted him to do that much, he wondered if she wanted to wait and leave the situation alone and wait to see what Laxus thought later on but he wasn't sure if his mind would change its opinion on the matter, his stubbornness was one thing he did gain from his mother aside from his blonde locks.

"I was going to talk with Laxus, just simple stuff." He explained vaguely, hoping she would ot question him further on the subject, though he knew she meant no harm, sometimes a father had to do what he felt was right and now was one of those times. He felt his shirt flutter back against his skin and silently turned toward the door again,

"Wesslogia..." he heard his wife call as his hand felt the cool metal of the doorknob, he turned his head slightly at the sound of his name being called and saw Layla smiling softly at him, a glint of hope in her eyes. "Don't be too hard on him dear, he is only five and he's always been the only one with us ever since." she reminded, a nostalgic smile playing on her lips, most likely thinking of the years spent dotting on the young boy. Wesslogia smiled lightly at her and nodded before opening the door and walking into their living room before closing the door behind him.

Wesslogia sighed at his sons ignorance, he could understand why Laxus would be upset, having a new member added to their quiet family so suddenly could be surprising and being an only child for so long, he wouldn't even think of ever having a younger sibling and yet here he was being told that he was no longer the family's baby. His own brother was like that too when he had found out that he wasn't the only child anymore, a few times he had actually neglected to feed Wesslogia while their mother and father were out, though he had taken the consequences after for it, he was still indifferent to having a little brother.

Leisurely walking into the quiet hall, he passed a few doors before halting in front of Laxus' lightning bolt-covered door. With his slicked back hair and pointed spikes going backwards with a few strands falling in his face had an odd scar on his right eye, though a scar was bit dramatic, it was more of a birthmark so to say and although it was barely visible, it could be seen under a light. Laxus had been born with a lightning bolt shaped birthmark over his right eye, how it had formed like that over his eye was a mystery to the doctors but the blonde seemed to like it, always said 'I look like a superhero with lightning magic!' his son was quite imaginative, thinking himself a superhero with 'lightning magic' was very creative of him.

He knocked on the door lightly, calling out to his son as he did but when he only received an annoyed grunt in reply he sighed and opened the door quietly to see Laxus sitting on his black duvet covered bed, pouting with his yellow dragon plush in his hands. Silently, he made his way to the edge of his sons bed before seating himself on it as the five year old turned his head away from his father to stare out the window, suddenly finding the green tree outside his window interesting. "Son..." Wesslogia groaned in slight annoyance,

"..." the blonde boy just continued to stare outside the window, watching as the branches of the tree moved in a undulate motion. 'Lucky,' he thought, staring at the waving tree out the window, 'you don't even have to share your dirt. Why do I have to share my mom and dad?' He sighed in annoyance at the situation. Even a tree- which there were many of around the neighborhood- had its own land to grow in without worry of interacting with another tree, its roots free to grow anywhere in the ground, its branches free to wave in the wind and its leaves free to fall when the temperature dropped.

"Laxus, Your mother and I have been trying to have another baby for a long time now," he started; hopefully this expiation would get through to his son. "This is the first time we found out that we were going to have another baby after having you," he lightly rapped his sons head to get Laxus to look at him, "We were so happy, and your mother was overjoyed to have another baby, so much that she had called me while I was in the bathroom at work," he chuckled.

"The place with the big red trucks?" his son asked, a small sparkle of mischief in his eyes at remembering the day he went to visit Wesslogia at work and wound up riding with them in the 'big red trucks' as he called them when they were called for an emergency. The silver haired male chuckled and ruffled his son's hair, nodding as he did.

"Yes son. The fire trucks." he let out a laugh before continuing, "But what you said to your mother and I-that made her really sad especially because she is the one with the baby you don't welcome inside her belly, we want you to get along with your little-" Laxus turned to him with a suspicious eye and asked,

"Mom made the baby? That's why it's in her?" He asked innocently, still a little confused on the whole concept of a baby growing inside his mother's stomach for so long. Wesslogia looked at his son for a moment, thinking before shaky his head slightly.

"No, it takes two people to make a baby son-" his eyes widened at what he said. What was he saying? He glanced at his son, praying that he did not pick up on what he had uttered but Mavis was against him as his son tilted his head to the side in a confused manner, asking the dreaded question that the elder man had implanted in his head.

"How does it take two people to make a baby?" There was the question that Wesslogia had only hoped for his son not to ask but Laxus had already spoke the words and now he only had a small amount of time to explain what he meant, but how could he explain something to his five year old son who was only in grade one, something he shouldn't learn for another few years. Wesslogia scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and babbled dumbly to his son,

"Uh, well you see son-" this was going to be hard for the twenty-five year old man. "Um, well the daddy and mommy have to really, really want the baby for it to happen-" he glanced at his son as he nodded with a face of concentration on, "-and the daddy has to put his head on the mommy's stomach and ask for a baby." He nodded to himself at his explanation; this would save him the embarrassment for another couple of years before he set him straight.

"But you said you and Mom were trying for a baby for a long time. If you only ask than why-?" 'Damn' he thought bitterly, 'why did you have to get your mothers intellect? Why couldn't you be dumb like your father?' he made an act of looking on either side of him, as if he was going to tell Laxus a big secret before leaning forward to his awaiting son.

"Because when the daddy asks, he's asking the baby fairy-" he smirked when he heard his son gasp with wide eyes filled with wonder, "-and the baby fairy is very busy but I guess she got time to give us our baby, like she did with you." He smiled, his eyes crinkling in the slightest, "So you see son, that's why me and your mother want you to get along with your younger brother or sister, because the baby fairy is very hard to get in contact with," his son nodded and sniffled a bit as Wesslogia sighed, "Why are you crying Laxus?"

"I'm not crying!" He denied with a raspy voice, "Men don't cry! And I am a man!" he cried out and rubbed at his eyes tirelessly as his father sighed and grabbed his hands, pulling them away from his face in the process.

"Real men cry all the time Laxus," he told the young blonde he held in his arms, he could feel the slight shake in his shoulders as he shook his head, still profusely denying of 'leaking' any such liquids from his eyes.

"Crying is for the weak," he told his dad, not noticing the tremble in his shoulders as he stared Wesslogia in the eye, "I'm not weak so I don't cry." That was what he always thought crying is only for the weak and if that person cried than they were not strong enough to handle situation that were thrown at them every day, although he knew he cried as a baby, Laxus would just deny reasons as to why if he were lonely or was tired and would say that he was just figuring out who he wanted to be, a weak crybaby or a strong man; Which he chose the latter.

Wesslogia stared at his son, he didn't know where his son got the idea that a man crying is no man at all, even he had cried when he married Layla, when his first son was born, when his father died, and when he found out that they would be having another baby, countless times had he cried and he still considered himself to be as much of a man as the next. He looked down to the shaky boy in his arms and pulled him closer until his small face was pressed into his chest and smiled softly down at him, kissing his birthmark to which Laxus just groaned and wiped off a minute later, "People cry not because they are weak Laxus," he said, grabbing the blonde boys attention, "They cry because they've been strong for too long."

Wesslogia looked down at his son as he felt his shirt gradually dampening with each strangled sob coming from his son, and he groaned when he noticed snot coming from Laxus' nose and dripping onto his shirt, "I don't want to share you and Mom!" he cried and finally the elder male knew why his son resented the idea of them having another baby. Laxus didn't want to share his parents, he rubbed his sons back soothingly as his cries slowly started to stop before the door opened. He glanced to the side to see his impregnated wife standing there with a look of confusion on her face.

"Wesslogia?" she mouthed and glanced down at their now quiet son who had been sobbing only moments ago, he shook his head with a quiet sigh before letting out a cry of shock as his son-tear stained face and all- jumped up on his feet on the bed and pointed an accusing finger at his mother's stomach, letting out a shrill cry as he did so.

"I'm going to make the baby fairy go away so you can't have another baby!" He shouted triumphantly at his 'genius' plan and started to ramble on about how he would successfully make the 'baby fairy' disappear so he wouldn't have to share his mother and father and continuously glared at the small lump forming in his mothers stomach. Layla stared at her son in confusion, what was he going on about?

"Laxus sweetie?" she called out, halting his announcement of his plans momentarily as she continued, her head tilting to the side as she asked, "Baby fairy?" her son nodded enthusiastically and punched his clenched fist into his awaiting palm in a sign of dominance against the supposed 'baby fairy'. He grinned at Layla,

"Yeah, Dad told me that babies come from the baby fairy if Dad's ask them for them on a Mom's belly!" He explained briefly, summarizing what his father had told him.

"He did, did he?" she casted a side glance at her husband and he gulped under her harsh glare, knowing too well that they would be talking about what he had taught their son later that night after Laxus had fallen asleep. Wesslogia shivered at how formidable his wife could be when angered, and to know he was on the receiving end just made everything that much more frightening.

"Dad...?"

"Yes son?"

"How do I make the baby fairy go away?"

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Still Breathing

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~QOoOQ~

Laxus looked around excitedly as he walked hand-in-hand with his parents around the carnival, it had been a few months since Layla and Wesslogia had dropped the baby bomb on their five year old son and decided to take him to the newly re-opened yearly carnival, the blonde boy was still opposed to the idea of having a younger sibling and was even caught at some times in the day glaring at his mother's large stomach as if it were Zeref itself. Of course his mother and father were still quite upset by the fact that their son was still indifferent about the baby and thought maybe this would help soothe his distress.

Laxus, although barely, knew what his parents were trying to do with taking him to different places like this, first they had gone to the ice cream store than they went to the beach and now they were going to one of the most popular carnival's in all of Fiore. He wasn't gullible like his father had hope and he had smiled proudly at his realization and happily swung his and his parents hands back and forth as they lifted him by the hands very so often to which he would let out a boisterous laugh and a large smile.

The smaller blonde let his eyes wander as they walked around the carnival grounds, taking his time to observe each and every clown and or cosplayer they passed, it wasn't completely new to Laxus, but it was interesting to see how everything had change within a year. He would drag his parents onto every ride he was allowed on and would not stop until the sun dropped from its peak in the sky to just over the small hills and then they would watch the fireworks show until he passed out and was carried home.

Looking up to the sky he squinted at the light the sun radiated as it shone brightly above him in the sky, it was already unbelievably hot in Magnolia considering they were already in early June and Laxus had already had enough of the heat, though he did love the intensity of the sun some days, other times he just wanted the rain to come out so he could watch longingly as the electric bolts shot through the sky in an dangerous race. The way he would see it was that each lightning bolt would shoot down as quickly as they could, faster than the next, each trying to top the other as the referee being the thunder would let out a thunderous noise in a signal for them to start, some hesitating after the noise, others shooting straight down, not the slightest hesitation in their mad dash of light.

A lot of the children at school thought that it was strange that he liked to watch the rain, some even going as far to call him depressing yet he would just deny it with a shake of his head and smile while filling them in on what they were missing. Laxus stared at the large amounts of people passing them, the carnival was a large success from what the young boy could see and he was glad that his favorite ride was doing good-which just happened to be a ride that spun people around until they were sick and was named 'tornado', a name Laxus thought suited the ride well.

"Laxus!" despite the noise, he could distinctively hear his name being called in the distance, glancing lazily to the side to see one of his friends, Mirajane Strauss, pulling her parents hands as she ran toward him. Instantly he dropped his parents hands and shoved them into the pockets of his pants to which his parents giggled at, having seen the boy act differently whenever he was with them than when he was out with his friends and though he was normally quiet and passive around them he was more so around his friends, always acting like he didn't care when really his big heart throbbed, full of life.

"Hi, Mira..." he greeted curtly, grunting when he was attacked by the natural silver haired girl for a hug to which he awkwardly returned, a bashful expression on his face as he turned his head away from hers in a huff as they released each other. Mirajane looked at her blonde friend and giggled at his attitude and gripped her parents hands as she walked back to them before noticing the large stomach Layla was sporting, she gasped.

"Baby!" Laxus glanced at his friend after hearing her loud exclamation to see her pointing at his mother stomach with a far-off look in her eyes. He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest as he ignored her squeals of excitement. "Awe! I want one!"

The young blondes eyes widened at her excitement and briefly glanced over at her mother holding a small boy in her arms and a growing stomach of her own, "You want a baby Mira?" he didn't get what was so exciting about having a kid grow in their mothers stomach and making them look like they were fat, but in general, he didn't get what was so great about having kids at all. In his eyes it was no special thing, it was something he saw everyday walking to his school with his friends, and to say the least, he found it annoying.

The blue eyed girl titled her head in a confused manner, slightly taken aback by the question he had uttered before nodding slowly, a dreamy look on her face as she smiled, "Yeah, I really would!" she giggled at his surprised face, "they're so cute~!" Her squeals were interrupted by a groan coming from a Laxus as he scratched the back of his neck, why did his friend have to like babies of all things? Slowly he walked up in front of Mira until he was standing directly in front of her, a light shade of pink dusting his cheeks as he asked,

"You really want babies Mira?" she, again, nodded and beamed at him while he looked away for a moment before dropping to his knees and pressing the side of his head into his friends small stomach and whispered, "please let Mira have a baby..." before standing up and looking at the parents shocked expression and Mirajane's red face, "What?"

"Son, that's-that's not how it works..." his father explained carefully, trying not to get his son to drop his belief in the acclaimed 'baby fairy' to which Wesslogia was still thankful for his sons gullibility. "Mirajane has to be over eighteen and married for her to have a baby son, otherwise the baby fairy won't answer," he explained, giving his son a pointed look before apologizing to the adults across from them which happened to be good friends of the Dreyar family.

"L-Laxus..." the blonde glanced lazily at his friend, a bored expression masking his embarrassment at what he had just done but was surprised when Mirajane grabbed his hand and started to pull him around the carnival grounds, "let's go on some rides!" She cheered as their parents followed behind them with large smiles on each of their faces.

...

The group stayed at the carnival for many hours to come, each person having their own conversation with the other, Mira and Laxus about all the fun rides they were going to go on and how jealous their friends would be when they found out, Wesslogia and Akio Strauss spoke about having a barbeque next time they came over and Layla and Cornelia Strauss talked about their experiences during their pregnancy's. Finally, the sun was starting to set where the small hills were formed in the west and it was just about time for the fireworks show to start.

The two families walked against the current of the majority of the crow as they moved to find a place to put their blankets down and enjoy the show as they did every year, Laxus' favorite part of the show had to of been the ending, each year they would set of a large amount of fireworks into the sky and he and Mira would see if they could make out any shapes or animals. How their children could see such things within the beautiful fireworks, the parents couldn't even start to comprehend but as long as their children were happy than that was all that mattered to them.

Mira gazed up at the now brightly shinning stars in the sky, she found their beauty stunning and suddenly her gaze flickered to a familiar gold colored star, she gasped a looked over to the blonde next to her. "Laxus, have you heard of the story about the golden princess?" she asked quietly as the first set of fireworks lit up the sky in its beauty, each flashing a different color as the sounds of cheers resounded around the area. Laxus glanced at his friend curiously and shook his head, when had she ever been interested in things like this? "Mm, well I heard about it from a story book I found in the library when my mom brought me..." she paused as another firework went off bursting into a brilliant red.

*Boom!*

"The book was about a girl who had a sad life," she started, noticing how he had part of his attention as they watched the sky be lit up into a million colors. Mira could feel small tears gathering in her eyes as she thought of the story, although it was beautiful and was somehow a children's book it was quite sad, she had heard rumors about the book being accurate, "The girl lived in a happy home with her mama, papa and big brother." The silver haired girl smiled brightly and glanced over at her companion to see him staring at the stars, a far-away look in his eyes as he stared at the golden star, "but things started to happen and her happy family wasn't happy anymore..."

Laxus glanced at Mira as she paused to look at the golden star he was staring at not moments before and took a moment to observe her, she looked slightly saddened by what she was telling him and although he thought that he should tell her not to continue if it made her sad he refrained, "The girl's only friends were the stars, and one she loved most because of its unique gold color, but one night, she made a promise to say she would be with her friends in the sky soon..." The blonde nodded slightly, though his friend was horrible at telling a story he still listened with great interest, ignoring Mira's baby brother calling on his lap and silently rolled his eyes as Elfman repeated, 'Man, man, man, man, maaaan~' in his ear, to which he was not please to have the growing wetness in, courtesy of little Elfman Strauss. "One night when her friends were shinning a lot brighter than she had ever seen, she walked outside and found her last spot before she would meet her friends but just as she was about to jump, she was stopped by a boy with a pecullar look..."

It was as if she were seeing the story played live as she gazed into the star above her, the girl finding the highest spot she had know of and stood at the end of the peak and just as she was about to join her friends in the sky, not exactly knowing how that would be but did what she thought would achieve that, and ended up being stopped by some strange boy whom she had never met before. Laxus looked at her with a raised brow when she stop and continued to stare at the star, "Well? What happened next?" Mira giggled softly and smiled at him when she turned her head, her nose crinkling in the slightest as her lips curled upward,

"That was it, but everyone says that when the gold star comes out like tonight that means that the girl will be reborn!" she giggled at his dumfounded look he stared at her, Laxus hadn't known of any book that could be left on that last sentence, he was sure now that he was going to go insane for not knowing what would happen. Mira turned her head and pursed her lips as she gazed out at the colors once again illuminating the sky and told him, "Someone tore the last page out so everyone just wrote down what they thought on the back,"

"Did you write something Mira?" she nodded with a wide smile spread across her face as she played with her baby brothers arms and wiggled them around as the boy laughed, "Well what did you write?" he asked, crossing his arms over his small chest as he poked his tongue into the side of his mouth, a habit he had developed en he was irritated. She sighed,

"That the boy and girl were friends and got married and had lots of babies~!" she squealed. Laxus sweat dropped, why did everything around him seem to involve babies lately, even his friend was talking about babies and though he had tried to contact the baby fairy earlier he still hated the thought of having one around him. Mira glanced at her friend before looking down at her brother, "Y'know Laxus, babies aren't that bad, maybe your new baby brother or sister will be the girl from the story." Laxus raised a brow,

"Wouldn't it be a girl if it were the one from the story?" he shrugged, 'I mean, I don't care either way, I still don't get what's so fun about having a baby..." The blonde sighed and ran a hand through his hair, here he was supposed to be enjoying himself at the carnival yet he could feel his irritation growing the more they talked about his new sibling. He could feel his friend's eyes on him and turned his head toward her to see her staring at him with a small fun,

"But babies are fun Laxus," the five year old snorted and rolled his eyes, just saying they were 'fun' was not going to prove anything. "Maybe you will like them more after you have one...?" he pondered on the thought but ended with a shake of his head, he doubted he would ever like babies and with the final fireworks exploding the blonde closed his eyes, exhaustion finally showing on his features.

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Still Breathing

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~QOoOQ~

Laxus stared at the two beings in front of him, slightly miffed by their presence as he eyed them and turned the page in his comic slowly, ignoring his cousins who were staring at the two on the floor. His eyes flickered toward his mother who was chatting admittedly to his aunt as she finished the rest of her cooking for dinner, it had been a year and a half since the blonde was informed of his mother's pregnancy and he was still not pleased by the fact that he now had two younger siblings.

According to his mothers doctor his little sister, Lucy, was unexpected and had been hiding behind her twin, Sting, in the first ultra sound they had gotten of the baby and yet his parents were overjoyed at the fact that they would be having twins. Again Laxus had been angered by the fact that now it wasn't just one little monster invading his home it was two and one was a girl. Though the six-year-old had nothing against the opposite gender he was slightly irked at the fact that another girl was entering his household when he thought his mother was all he needed for fear their house would turn into a girlish disaster.

Sting and Lucy Dreyar were born on July the second X767, a day of both happiness and sadness. His mother had been experiencing unbearable pains in her stomach and had been rushed to the hospital courtesy of his father, which ended up in him staying at his uncle's house and his father staying int he waiting room for an extra three hours before he got information on his wife's situation. Apparently something had gone wrong during Layla's pregnancy which resulted in the sharp pains she was receiving, and was reading to give birth, a month and a half early.

Wesslogia had been horrified at the news of his children's premature birth, worrying about if they were going to be alright, if his wife was going to be alright and so when it came time for their birth the doctor had given them the dreaded news. He had asked Wesslogia if they couldn't save one of the babies-due to blood loss and a complication in the news- he was to choose which twin he wanted to save. Layla had been passed out and had no way of responding to the tragic question and so it was up to him and yet he still has yet to respond as to who he would save.

Wesslogia had shook his head and sat by his wife, completely ignoring the frantic nurses and doctor and simply said 'save them both, how can you expect a father to choose between his two children? Please save them' and in response to his pleas two babies were born, a very healthy baby boy and a slightly injured baby girl. At that moment it was clear to them which child would have died and the two parents' hearts broke at the thought of losing their daughter. Later they were informed that Layla could no longer have any more children due to the damage taken to her uterus which they still have yet to be informed on how it exactly happened but what hurt more was learning that their daughter was not like everyone else.

Since Lucy had been born prematurely with her twin, already had some problems such as a weak immune system but due to the damage done on her mother's uterus the young Dreyar had developed some unknown problems that were found later after being taken home to greet her brother. Lucy, in the duration of her year long life, had two seizures that had given all three of the Dreyar's heart attacks, the doctors were unaware if the young blonde's seizures were caused by her birth circumstances or because of something else but Layla and Wesslogia were relieved when informed that Lucy shouldn't have many more of her episodes and if she had many more than that was when they were to be worried.

Laxus, although indifferent, had been worried about his little sisters well-being and had kept a close eye on her ever since and yet still kept his distance from the two babies and so there he sat watching his younger siblings as his three cousin's played with them. "Laxus?" said blonde sighed and creased the page he was reading before closing his comic and looking at his mother, Layla smiled, "Your aunt and I are going outside in the backyard, can you watch the twins with your cousin's?"

"But mom," he whined, "They're doing a good job watching them, why can't I just go upstairs?" Earning a glare from his mother immediately muted his complaints as she smiled at his siblings and walked outside with her sister-in-law. The young blonde stared at the place his mother had walked out before sighing and running a hand down his face, ignoring the small touches on his arm. He knew his mother was trying to get him to be more eager to play with his younger brother and sister but the fact was that he didn't even want to breathe the same air as them; even he knew he sounded harsh but it was the truth, he didn't want to be near them. Laxus just wanted to be alone with his mom and dad. "Lucy..."

He growled at the relentless tapping on his cheeks coming from his little sister who was standing beside him on the floor with a large smile plastered on her face. He would never understand what ran through his sisters head, sometimes she would just smile when she fell or cry when someone laughed, it was like her emotions were mixed and yet sometimes they would be normal. He watched as she padded away from him and picked up a doll before stumbling back to him and raising it in front of his face.

"Mmm!" she giggled and squealed as she waved the doll around in front of him. Laxus raised a brow and looked at his little sister before looking back at the doll in his face, he grabbed it and watched as she smiled brightly and giggled, the elder blonde wasn't sure how he was supposed to handle his little sister and glanced curiously at one of his cousins for a little support but was annoyed when he saw they were busy with Sting. He glanced at his sister and looked into her brown eyes that resembled his mothers before sighing and tossing the doll across the room, "Fetch!" he stared at his sister as she tilted her head curiously, "Go get it Lucy!" she stared at him for a moment longer before padding off toward the doll.

"Laxus," he peaked an eye open that he had unconsciously closed and stared at his cousin questioningly, "Lucy's not a dog, she's your baby sister and you should play with her. That's why she was holding the doll," he shrugged and rolled off the couch,

"Jellal, I don't care." He told the younger boy bluntly, "I don't like babies," all three boys turned to him at his remark and it had ultimately creped Laxus out. His three younger cousins, Mystogan, Siegrain and the previously mentioned Jellal Fernandez were triplets. Mystogan was the silent one of the three and although Jellal wasn't known for his words his brother had the upper hand with that, Mystogan was always holed up in his room playing silently by himself or looking at picture books while Siegrain was over confident and smug much like himself. Jellal, in Laxus' opinion, was the most normal of them all, calm and level headed but that wasn't what had irked the blonde, it was the fact that since they were identical, their glares were three times as powerful when they did it together. "What?"

Mystogan answered, "How can you say you don't like babies?' his whispered question hung in the air as he stared at his cousin, "Laxus have you ever even played with a baby?" The question took the blonde by surprise, had he played with a baby? He couldn't recall a time where he had actually touched-let alone played with one; Laxus found himself shaking his head in response to his cousins question, "The how can you say you don't like babies. You can't not like them, you have a baby brother and sister," his blue eyes travelled to meet that of his brothers, if it weren't for the age difference then some may have mistook them for twins if they didn't know them well enough. He snorted and looked away from the curious baby,

"Does it matter?" his irritation had risen dramatically since his mother left the room, all he wanted to do was read in piece and get away from all the baby lovers. What was even exciting about a baby? All babies do is sleep, eat poop and fart, he should know, he has two living in the house with him. So what was it that everyone found so extremely interesting or cute about the small beings? "I don't even have to talk to them unless Mom asks me to watch the twerps," he informed, "so what's the point of trying?"

"Because they're your brother and sister," came the immediate reply of Siegrain, he crossed his arms across his chest before continuing, " I had to get along with these two knuckle heads," he smirked down at his brothers as they glared at him.

"Sieg, unlike you we're smart." Jellal pointed out before continuing; "Besides you're only older than me by a minute." Mystogan silently walked over to Lucy and picked her up gently before walking over to her older brother and kneeling in front of him as he held her out to him.

"Take her..." Laxus glanced down at the smaller blonde in his cousins hand and grimaced, what exactly was Mystogan trying to get him to do. The eldest blonde stayed in a state of paralysis as he observed his baby sister, her golden locks curled slightly on her head as they reached past her chin, her big and innocent chocolate brown eyes and large smile all reminded him of his mother and without comprehending what he was doing he reached for the girl in Mystogan's arms. Immediately he groaned at the pressure,

"Lucy," he whined, "You're heavy," the doe-eyed girl giggled in response to his complaints and kicked her legs as he held her from under her armpits, obviously not knowing how to hold a baby the proper way he decided to just let her hang like that until he felt comfortable. Laxus couldn't even begin to describe what it felt like to hold Lucy, the sensation of holding his baby sister was so different than he thought holding a baby would be like, though heavy, she was a thin baby with soft, pale skin and delicate, one word that the boy thought of as he slowly sat her on his lap, afraid that if he held her any tighter she might break.

How could something so delicate be so energetic? Laxus stared at his sister as she stared back at him curiously from her place in his lap, her eyes seemed to shine brighter the moment she made contact with her older brother for the first time and her smile had brightened, and her giggles sounded melodic. The six year old found himself smiling slightly at the sight of his little sister in his lap and although he didn't know why, he could feel warmth pooling in his stomach at the thought of holding his little sister like that more often, but why? Didn't he hate babies? So if he did than why was he wanting to hold Lucy more?

"L-Lazus," all four males above the age of one turned their heads toward the small blonde being held by Laxus with their eyebrows raised as far as they could possibly be, they couldn't believe what the small child had attempted to say which they guessed to be the six year old blondes name; who was definitely surprised at his younger sisters attempt at saying his name especially because she had never uttered a word before then. "Laxus!" Her first word was his name, he grinned and ruffled her golden locks.

"That's my baby sister!" She giggled and grabbed at his fingers as they all turned toward Sting expectantly, maybe if Lucy said her first word than he would too? The previously mentioned boy looked up, obviously noticing the stares of his siblings and cousins and tilted his head to the side in curiosity at their gazes as they rolled their eyes and sighed, "Maybe it's too early for him?" Sting watched as the three bluenette's nodded in agreement at the words his brother had spoken.

"Lucy could just be the smarter of the two, even if she is the youngest-" Mystogan inquired, "-like with Jellal and I, we're smarter than Sieg even if he's older." Ignoring the protest from the eldest triplets Laxus nodded and shrugged before laying back down on the couch with his little sister following and laying on his chest. Mystogan smirked uncharacteristically, "So I thought you didn't like babies Laxus?" in response he received an eye roll from his cousin as he stared at the drowsy girl on his chest.

"Sleep finally catching up to her?" Jellal smiled softly at the sight of the two blondes until the serene moment was rudely interrupted by a wail coming from the youngest blonde boy as he waddled up to his two siblings, small tears streaming down his face as he held up his arms toward his brother. Cautiously, Laxus eyed his brother before reaching down and grabbing his brother by the back of his shorts and pulling him up onto his chest beside Lucy. Laxus stared at his siblings, just like Lucy, he found sting to be very soft and delicate although less so than his sister but he still couldn't figure out how Sting was lighter than her when he looked bigger, it was confusing and yet fascinating to the blonde at the same time.

"Poop!" The loud cry took them all by surprise as they turned the direction of their gazes to Sting, it seemed that he had said his first word on the same day as Lucy had but this time the word was highly amusing to the young boys as they began to laugh. "Wait guys." Laxus called out to his cousins with a grimace on his face, "I think he meant what he said," the triplets looked at him with curiosity before recognition crossed over their features as the proof of the young boys announcement wafted over toward them.

"Ewe gross Sting!" The boys shouted as they crawled away from the three and watched Laxus hastily put the baby and his soiled diaper on the floor and pressed Lucy against his chest as he sat up. Siegrain eyed the small, giggling boy warily as eh pinched his nose so as not to get another whiff of the horrid stench the baby was producing at that moment and turned to Laxus, "I ain't cleaning that up."

"Ditto!"

"Neither."

Laxus gaped at his cousins, he hadn't even held the twins until today and they expect him to clean up his brothers sloppy mess that was sure to be found in his diaper? He laughed bitterly to himself, that was not going to happen, "I'm not cleaning that up," he told them and picked the soiled Sting up by the back of his pants and dangled him in the air above the triplets, "I haven't even held one until today so you can clean him," he handed the eldest twin to the complaining boys and sat down on the carpeted floor as he cradled the now sleeping Lucy in his arms.

The three boys looked at each other as they passed the giggling boy to one another, all three of them had no idea as to how to change a baby nor did they have any intentions of getting so close to the toxic that came out of the baby's rear end, "How are we supposed to change him-?" Jellal questioned, glaring at the source of the stench as he passed the boy onto a silent Mystogan as he did the same passing Sting on to Siegrain, "-He's not even our brother," He pointed out to his brothers as they finally plopped him on the ground. "...Well someone has to change him," came the intelligent statement made by Mystogan causing all four boys to look at each other before directing their attention on the door,

"Mom!"

"Aunt Layla!"

"Poop!"

Maybe having siblings wasn't all that bad.

Still Breathing

'-I was an Angel'

First Breath

Shattered-Nightmares712: So guys, what did you think? I think I did considerably well with this, I was actually pretty insecure about this prologue at first and almost deleted it, thinking that chapter 1 would be better than staring off with a prologue but I decided to keep it. Also the first official chapter will be coming soon, that is when everything will begin and some things will be explained. I don't think there is too much to be confused about in this but feel free to ask anything no matter how random it is, I won't judge. Also the quotes at the top and bottom of the page I got form a song called 'Human' by Manfest, not a bad song so check it out if you want. Big thanks to my best friend Stroke-of-Midnight87727 for beta reading! Again this is a NaLu, slow development but it is, he also won't be introduced until further in the story, but not too long,
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