Authors Note: I do not own Fairy Tail, nor the plot of the story My Rainy Days.

That is all Hiro Mashima and the wonderful creators of the magnificent film.

When she was 14:

It was a rainy day, and my mother and I headed to the hospital. It was my parent's decision to bring me in today. As we entered the sliding doors leading to the nurse at the reception desk I went to sit down and let my mother sign me in.

"I'm Heartfillia," I heard my mother tell the nurse.

"First time here?" asked the nurse while my mother nodded and got handed paperwork to fill out.

Patients Name: Lucy Heartfillia

Patients Age: 14

I let my mother finish up with the papers while I sat fiddling my thumbs with nothing to do. I kept glancing around feeling everyone in the waiting area staring at me. I felt everyone's eyes focusing on me knowing the reason why I was here. I couldn't take it. I was about to burst when suddenly I got distracted by a man. Early twenties I guessed. He sat a few seats away from me. Talk about awkward. There was this long silence until he was called into the doctor's office. I could only sit there thinking and waiting for my name to be called. Laxus; that was his name a beautiful name for a beautiful man.

Laxus POV

"The tests show a brain tumor," I could only gape at the doctor once I heard what came out his mouth. This has got to be a joke; it must be a joke, right? I'm a healthy twenty-three year old. I cannot have a brain tumor, it's impossible!

"Is it malignant?" I heard myself asking. I turned to look at the doctor, and I could tell he was slightly uncomfortable breaking the bad news.

"No, not yet; this type of tumor isn't causing any damage at the moment, but with due time it will turn malignant. Survival rate is about two years, but there is surgery which could be done. If we let the tumor grow there are complications that we could end up with. Paralysis, memory loss, impaired judgment those are some complications that could affect you. At any rate, you would need to operate." The doctor kept talking and talking, but I couldn't hear a thing he was saying.

Whoa that caught my attention, "An operation can fix this?" I had to ask. This was my life we were talking about, and I couldn't let all these years go to waste. No I had to be strong; the doctor said there was an operation and I wanted to, no I had to, take it. I'll take it and then live my life like I wanted to. I'll teach history, I'll travel all over Fiore; I'll meet a woman and get married, and have kids. I can't believe I was thinking this. I have never been the type of man who wanted to settle down and raise a family, but when death is staring you in the face any man could change their mind.

The doctors face expression changed again, and I couldn't help the lump that got stuck to my throat. "Yes, but unfortunately total removal of the tumor is impossible. Since it's in the brain we can't completely remove it without causing you permanent damage in the process. Not even the best surgery can prevent a relapse."

And my life went out the gutter; I nodded at the doctor and agreed to the surgery. A few more years to live won't do me any bad. I could probably still teach, and travel around Fiore. Yeah, I could visit all the places I've ever wanted and fulfill all the things I've ever dreamed of since I was a child.

I walked out of the doctor's office more like a zombie. I couldn't feel, I couldn't think straight; I couldn't stop the words from repeating themselves in my head. I was a walking dead man with a few years on the count, might as well start a timer until my last day, no?

"Hurry up Lucy!" I heard a woman calling to a teenager no more than fifteen I guessed. She was walking like she didn't really wanted to be here, and I couldn't blame her, if she had my streak of luck I felt bad for the young girl. Young and beautiful, she didn't belong here. She belonged in the outside with her friends, going out, and having fun, not a horrible day at the hospital. "What's wrong Lucy? Let's go!" She kept yelling at the poor girl.

"Mama, I don't want to. I change my mind, please let's go!" She started crying and I couldn't help but feel awkward the way things were heading.

"Lucy, darling, we've talked about this. It's for your own good! Please don't make a big fuss about this; for goodness sake you're not a child anymore. Think about your future and the people this would affect! Your father and I discussed this with you, please look at this through our eyes, we want what's best for you; can't you see that?"

Uh wait what were they talking about?

"Mama please, let's go home I don't want to be here! Please! I'll do anything just please lets head home. I'll be a better daughter and not disobey you anymore; I just don't want to be here mama."

I honestly felt for the girl, but I couldn't say anything as I was frozen to the ground where I stood, and couldn't form words in my mouth.

"Excuse us," The woman said to me as she walked past me.

That's when it happened. Our eyes met. Stormy blue orbs met beautiful chocolate brown ones. God, she had the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen. No bad Laxus! She is going through a crisis, can't you see that?! Wait, I'm going through a crisis! Have I actually forgotten the whole conversation with the doctor already?! And just like that she and her mother walked away and out of my life forever.

I can't worry about my love life when I have no life whatsoever, wait what am I thinking? She's just a child, a beautiful one at that, but still, a child! What would my gramps say if he ever heard my thoughts about a young girl like that? Never mind, that old geezer would have probably had a full blown nose bleed with just the sight of her. His perverted nature must run in the family. Damn him. Lucy, even her goddam name was beautiful. What's wrong with me?! Oh well, it's not like she'll waltz back into my life no, she has her own life. She's young and still has her life ahead of her, and most likely I'll never see her again. I need to get a hold of myself and plan everything; all my trips, my lesson plans, and my funeral arrangements. Yes. Ill busy myself with these arrangements, and never focus on love ever again.

Oh, but if I only knew that Fate was a cruel one.

A/N This is my first story, so please leave comments about my writing! I hope this is a good start and i will update on a regular basis. Maybe about one a week every Sunday? Thank you to everyone who takes their time to read this, i would love to hear feedback from you! Until next chapter! See ya!

-GB