Authors Note
Before anyone gets started, this story is a sequel story to Window to the Soul. Not only that, this story also display's gay relationships. If that is something that you are uncomfortable with, don't read.
If you're back from the first story, welcome back! I don't have a writing schedule with this one like I did last time, since I'm out of school, so updates will kind of be random throughout the week. At the moment, I do have another story that is long that is updating like this so it's not that big of a hassle.
Anyway on to the story
Seasons came and seasons went…
Over the last 3 years Fairy Tail had experienced its share of changes. After the fall of Raven Tail, Master Makarov retired, giving Laxus the position of Guild Master. He would have been happy about it, if it hadn't come only weeks after the death of his father and brother.
But like everything, time heals wounds and now he could at least look back on that time knowing that Bickslow didn't hate him.
Changes had come to the guild in many ways. He was now married. Mira had become his wife almost a year after the tragedy. They tried not to talk about it. Lisanna was still a sore spot for her, but Mira did have a new distraction. Less than a week ago he had become a father. Mira brought their son into the world, and the boy was already being fawned over by the entire guild. Naming the boy after his grandfather was already setting the boy up for huge expectations, but the boy was both a Dreyar and a Strauss. He would do fine.
His life wasn't the only one that had changed, Freed married Laki after they discovered that they were having a baby as well. Freed was a horrible mess at the moment. Laki was still early into her pregnancy, but Freed was freaking out like the day had finally come.
Ever and Elfman also had a son, Goyle was now two years old and seemed to take up most of Ever's time. He could have never imagined her to be a dotting mom, but he swore that she was over bearing.
Today marked the day that Bickslow left the guild all those years ago. The parade was tonight and even though it was a time of celebration for the town, he could never get as excited as he used to get.
He sighed as Natsu called him back to his work. All he could do is live on. He owned that to Bickslow.
Far away a young woman with short pink hair looked down at her son. Gunner was almost 3 years old now. How the time had gone. Her son looked so much like his father, except for his purple eyes. It was a strange contrast to his short brown hair.
Right now he was trying to climb up a bookshelf in their home. She didn't have much time left. Warner was already waiting for her.
Her Uncle came around the corner and gave her a faint smile, before turning down to her son.
"He just grows like a weed." The man chuckled.
"Well he is a growing boy. Are you sure you have everything?" She asked warily. The last time she had left Gunner with him, her and her husband had come home to a mess.
"We'll be fine, won't we Gunner?" Her uncle looked back at the young boy who was now sitting on the floor, giggling as he looked at the pages of a book he had pulled out. She guessed it was his favorite picture book. "See he's good. Now run along. That husband of yours is waiting."
With a quick nod, she left the living room and headed outside. She found Warner out front, leaning against the side of the house. He gave her a smirk. "The boy will be fine." He said pulling himself away from the wall and pulling her into a kiss.
"That's not what I'm afraid off."
He had just finished getting back after a mission and turned to his partner. Vik laughed at his companion. Kitt was from Absolon, but the boy was a natural at water magic. His light blue hair was short, but it was in great contrast to his orange eyes, which were rather strange.
His brother had noticed how well they worked together and assigned them to be on the same team over a year ago.
Kitt gave him a smile as they entered the Parliament Building. He rather liked getting back from missions like this, even though he despised this place. And the reason why was walking towards him.
He glared at Edvin Knud. The rich boy that he once had a thing for in his younger years. Edvin didn't look at him, instead focusing only on Kitt. It had was no secret that the boy hated his friend.
"Is there anything you need? I need to get this to central command." He said rather irritated.
Edvin didn't speak, he only continued staring at Kitt.
Kitt let out a chuckle. "I know I'm nice to look at, but really you know staring is rude."
Edvin let out a slight grunt of annoyance. "Oh please, like I would flatter a peasant like yourself with my gaze."
"Then I would suggest that your eyes wonder elsewhere." Vik said, not looking at the red head.
Kitt just smiled. "Come on, we can't be late. See you later Edwin…"
The walked off as an angry Edvin yelled back his name at them, causing them to laugh as they walked toward central command.
"He just doesn't give up, now does he?" Kitt joked.
"That's my own fault. I was way too naïve when I was younger. Who would have thought he would be such a creep?" He said with a twinge of regret. His past self was almost fooled by Edvin's appearance, he wondered if the party all those years ago was a fluke, but now he knew the truth. Edvin was just a spoiled rich boy who took his first kiss and now just wanted sex from him. The boy had a fiancé for crying out loud and there was no way he would ever stoop that low.
"I could have seen that." Kitt said resting his arms behind his head as he walked.
He turned his eye over to his friend as they walked. "You just don't like people with money." He joked.
"Well for the most part, I'm not wrong am I. Selfishness tends to breed and spread amongst their types." The boy said still relaxed.
"Says the boy, who was raised in a mansion close to here." He said in a mocking tone.
Kitt shot him a glare. "It's not like it was my money. My mom just married the dude."
"I bet your step father is lovely." He joked.
Kitt let out a grumble under his breath and he couldn't help but laugh. "Come on, we're going to be late."
He sighed, kicking his feet up. It had been a long day and he just wanted it to be over. His eyes flashed over to the clock, it would be a while before Vik came home.
A hand landed on his shoulder making him jump.
"Really Remy? You know that it's me." Ivan said, annoyed.
He groaned. "I know, it's just been a long day." He tried to stretch but his arms felt like mush, he was getting too old of this.
"New recruits?" Ivan questioned. Sometimes he was glad that his husband could read his mind. It meant he didn't have to talk as much.
"Yeah, lucky you got the day off." He groaned out again as a migraine hit his head.
Ivan let out a chuckle. Their son was kind enough to give Ivan that day off for some odd reason. "Turn and I'll rub your back."
"Do I have to?" He feared even moving.
Ivan smirked. "I can always do it for you." And before he could say anything, Ivan had already turned him around and was rubbing his back. He let out a couple of gasps as the man found plenty of knots. "You really should stop over working yourself."
"It wouldn't have been so bad if you were there today." He said, leaning into the strong hands that were working on his back.
Ivan laughed. "Sorry, I had some business today. Lisanna wanted help getting the house ready for Bickslow. It is their anniversary tomorrow."
How could he forget? Lisanna and his son wanted to get married in the winter but it got snagged a little due to their departure. "I hope that means what I think it means."
Ivan gave him a happy nod. "Don't worry, I've already set up the room."
He smirked back. "You know if I wasn't so stiff I could go for a round."
Ivan gave him a perverted smile. "Who said you had to move?"
The Prime Minister moved back and forth, much to his annoyance. Couldn't the man just stay still?
The door came open and he watched as two young men came in, he recognized them instantly.
"Vik, Kitt, I see you've returned. What did you get?" He asked, glad to be free of Magnus's horrible pacing.
Vik gave him a smirk. "How about a complete blue print of his majesty's castle."
He smirked back. His little brother had grown so much over the past three years. "Were you seen?"
Kitt crossed his arms. "No, seems like they never changed their security systems. They still think that Raven Tail is dead."
"Magnus is there any way to double our budget. The day of reckoning his coming near and I want to ensure that there are no problems." He said turning to the man behind him.
The man glared at him for a second. "We have been over this Bickslow, your budget is set. I can try and get the military budget bill to pass, but it is kind of hard to do in a time of peace."
He made his way to the door, Kitt and Vik following him. "The days of peace will soon be coming to a close, remember that."
And with that he left. He felt a slight twitch from his covered eye. Due to Cetus, he had to wear an eye patch now. The demon had calmed for the most part, but it was rather excited for the days to come. It had been a long time since Cetus was able to spill blood and it really couldn't wait. Listening to the demon had started to numb his mind to certain things. Talks of war and corpses weren't as horrid as they once were.
"Bro, are you heading home?" Vik asked. He turned and nodded. "We're going to take off then." And with that he watched as the two parted.
It was no secret that his brother was gay, most of the people around here knew. He kind of wondered when Vik would realize that he had put him with Kitt for a reason. Also he liked annoying Edvin, which was always welcome.
His home wasn't far, being a guild master had its benefits. He had the largest home, even if he really didn't need it, but Lisanna loved it.
As he opened the door, he could smell dinner and found himself getting excited, he had the day off tomorrow, all of the guild and Magnus knew not to disturb him.
He took off his black leather jacket and fell down on the couch, almost closing his good eye and falling asleep.
"Da…" he felt a small hand grabbing at his pant leg. His eyes flashed open immediately as he looked down at his daughter. She was trying to talk.
"Lis!" He yelled into the rest of the house.
"What? I'm busy." She yelled back.
"Xenia's trying to talk!" He yelled again, only this time he could hear the stove getting turned off and his wife rustling out of the kitchen.
She burst into the living room in seconds. "What is she trying to say?" She inched down next to him, as he scooted over on the couch.
"I think she's going for dad." He said rather excitedly.
Both of their eyes looked back down at the baby girl that was now playing on the floor and they waited.
It had been less than a year ago, that they had had their daughter. Xenia looked like her mother. Except she had his eyes. She was definitely a Resus baby.
After about ten minutes had passed and they heard nothing, Lisanna sighed. "I really need to get dinner finished. Call me if she starts again." And he smiled as his wife left. Her hair had grown out a bit now going down her to her shoulder. She often braided it.
His eyes went back down to the child on the floor. He had never thought about being a father until…well until it happened. She was a surprise that he never really knew that he wanted until she got here. And he wasn't the only one. He swore his parents spoiled the crap out of her. He guessed that since they really didn't get to raise him or Vik that they were just eating up all of the time they got with her. That and they never thought they would live to see the day that they became grandparents.
"Dinners done." His wife's voice rang through the house.
He stood from the couch and scooped up his daughter, she giggled a bit in his arms.
Looking at his family, it almost made him want to forget about the oncoming war. To turn his back and let everyone have a happy life, but he just couldn't. It was no longer about him or how he felt. The war with Fiore would happen, whether it would be them or the King that struck first was still unknown, but it was coming.
Raven Tail had to finish what they had started, the truth would be revealed.
To Be Continued….
Authors Note
So yes, this series had returned. As you can see so much happened in that three year time skip, this is kind of setting us up for the story. If you haven't guessed already after reading this, yes my avatar is an adult version of Xenia. Let's just say I had her in mind before I even wrote the first story. As I stated above this story is going to be updated once a week at random, I don't have a school schedule, but I do have a work and it changes weekly, so that's why there is no normal schedule.