Magnolia, Pays De La Loire,France. 1943.
Mirajane leans against the bar, observing the people in her cafe; most of all the man her husband was sitting with, a high ranking officer obviously.
"Gray." She summons her employee and friend.
"Yeah Mira?" Gray walks over to her and stands behind her, looking busy while he cleans a wine glass.
"Who is the man Laxus is sitting with?" Mira asks, not taking her eyes off of the officer.
"Commandant Jose Porla, he just arrived from Krakow."
Gray places the wine glass back on the rack and goes to the young lady at the bar, waiting to order a drink. Mira stays still, watching the officer intently; that is until she sees Laxus stand up and motions for her to come.
"Gray." Mira turns around to face him.
"Yes, what can I do for you?" He asks, handing a drink to the lady.
"Bring us the Bordeaux Merlot for the table please, make it the 1935; we don't want to waste good wine." Mira smiles sweetly.
"Right away." Gray smiles back. Mira turns from the bar and walks to where her husband is. Mira walks up right next to Laxus' side, Laxus places a hand on Mira's back.
"Mirajane, this is Commandant Jose Porla. Commandant this is my wife Mirajane Dreyer." Upon meeting each other Jose stands and unexpectedly kisses her hand.
"Ahh yes, Laxus has told me about you. Please have a seat." Jose gestures towards the only empty seat at the table. As Jose sits, Laxus pulls out Mira's chair for her.
"Ah, yes Laxus does like to boast about me. I apologize if he said anything out of line." Mira gives her sweetest smile as she sits. Laxus takes his place next to her.
"Just quite the opposite your husband is quite the entertainer, no wonder a woman as beautiful as you are married to him." Jose leans back as Gray shows up and pours him the red wine.
"Well thank you very much." Mira is surprised by this gesture. Most of the time the officer would've lost interest and gone on to talk about politics with Laxus, but there was something different with this officer.
"So tell me, any entertainment at this establishment?" Jose's question interrupted Mira's thoughts.
"Yes, but unfortunately not tonight. Our singer, Juvia had lost her voice so I sent her home to rest it."
"That is unfortunate, well I will have to come back to view it some night."
"It would be our pleasure to have you come again." Mira's attention is broken when she hears something from the bar break. Laxus stands and is ready to go over but Mira just places her hand on his shoulder.
"It's fine Laxus, I'll take care of it." Mira stands and turns to Jose.
"Commandant, please excuse me but there is something I must take care of, I hope to see you again."
"You will and the pleasure was all mine, Mrs Dreyer." Mira smiles and walks to the bar.
….
Laxus walks into his and Mira's bedroom, tired from all the drinking and conversations he had to carry on through the night with the nazi officers.
"Rough night?" Mira smiles as she half unzips her red chiffon evening gown. Laxus lazily walks to her and unzips the rest of it for her.
"Thank you darling and you didn't respond." Mira drops her dress to the floor.
"Yes, very rough night." Laxus sits on his side of the bed and takes off his shoes.
"You did well."
"If I have to talk to one of the fascist bastards again I'm gonna lose it and murder one of them." Laxus stands up and begins to take off his clothing.
"Any of them or just Jose?" Mira asks as she pulls on her long light pink satin night-gown. Laxus crawls into bed without answering her. Turning on the lamp next to the bed Mira also crossed the room to shut off the bedroom light.
"Laxus." Mira called as she climbed into bed.
"What?"
"Is it just Jose who you dislike because the way he was flirting with me tonight?" Mira turned to her husband. Laxus could feel his throat tightening and broke into a sweat.
"Not particularly." He looks away as soon as he says that, Mira just giggles at his response, leans over and kisses his cheek.
"I love you too." Mira turns toward the lamp and shuts it off. Ending another day of the Nazi occupation of France.
…..
On that sunday morning a girl with blue hair walks down the streets of Magnolia, carrying with her a bottle of wine and a couple of baguettes. She tries to make it to the cafe as fast as her legs will carry her, so that she won't be stopped by more soldiers.
"Guten morgen." She hears someone call out to her.
"Shit." She swears under her breath, her heart quickens when she see there are two officers walking toward her.
"Guten morgen." She replies in german, making the two men laugh.
"Haben wir nicht ein hübsches Ding hier? (Have we not a pretty thing here?)"She remains quiet at their advances. One of them goes around to her back and tries to lift up her skirt.
"Lassen Sie uns einen Blick. (Let us take a look.)" the one behind her says.
"Nein." She says as she tries to hold her skirt down, while trying not to put down the basket.
"Was hast du gesagt? (what did you say?)" The one in front stands tall in front of shoulders tremble as he says that. The soldier behind her restrains her as the other one is about to beat her. But before he could take the first blow, his fist is caught.
"Guten morgen." a tall dark haired man, also in uniform says. The officer lowers his fist and the other lets go of her.
"Was ist deny hier los? (what is going on here?)" the newly arrived man asks. The two other soldiers just reply with
"wir hatten ein bisschen Spaß mit ihr verpissen (we had a little fun with her fuck off)"
The man currently kinda protecting her said something she couldn't understand, as he spoke too fast. The two men shot him a dirty glare and left. The new man's eyes went to her.
"Where are you headed?" the man asks
"Fairy tail cafe." she responds not looking at him in the eye, but did notice bits of metal on his face and arms.
"Thank you for helping me." she fills the silence between the two of them.
"It was not helping you, those two have better things to be doing than conversing with the likes of you." the man looked away. The woman clutches the basket, she holds resisting the urge to hit him with it.
"You can go." he finally says
"Oh….ok." The blunette blinks out of her daze and heads to the cafe.
….
"Levy where have you been?" she is asked when she walks into the cafe.
"Sorry Mira, I got stopped."
"You have to be more careful, they are getting heavy on the patrols." The red head from on of the tables pipes up.
"I noticed." Levy hands the basket to Mira.
"The back of the wine label right?" Mira asks as she goes to the bar, standing next to the pink haired Natsu, who surprisingly had been quiet this whole time. Mira takes a little knife and peels the label off the bottle, revealing numbers on the back.
"Ok Erza where is the report?" Mira looks to the red head with the radio, Erza raised the speakers to her ears and listens intently to todays "weather forecast". Erza made motions for the label to come to her, hurriedly Mira made her way to Erza and handed her the label. Quickly Erza circles numbers on the back of the label and with in a few seconds the broadcast has ended and Erza hands the label back to Mira.
"I don't get it why should we wait for the allies? they're being too slow let's get a riot going in the street and fight these guy ourselves." Natsu finally pipes up.
"Because dumb ass the nazi's would massacre us before we could do any real damage." Gray walks in from the back.
"Well at least we go down with a fight instead of hiding like sewer rats."
"You just don't get it, do you? If you get caught then we all get caught."
"What? you think I'd squeal that easily on you guys?"
"Yeah, because your brain is the size of a peanut and you literally yell appropriate or not."
"Would you both, SHUT UP!" Erza yelled as she stands. It was in that second everyone in the room hearts had stopped as they looked to see that someone had walked into the establishment.