Author's Note: (Please Read)

Hey there lovelies :3,

I am horrible person for neglecting all my other works, I know I know. I have just been having this terrible writers block and I also have been ill again.

I'm sorry for not updating my other stories, but I promise that I will get to that! This idea just popped up when I was watching this really awesome movie for my German studies. I'm not going to tell you which one yet, because then you would know the plot line (Although I think you might already know where I'm going with this)

I hope you enjoy this story and I hope that later in the story you will feel the departure of the feels train. Because I intend this story to become rather sad.

Warning:
I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima does :3 (Please make LaLu a cannon Hiro)

Please enjoy and sorry that the first chapter is not incredibly long ;(

OH AND P.S I was also listening to the Clannad ending Dango Daikazoku, so listen to that when reading if you want! Just for the effect ;)

Chapter 1: Lucy (Updated)

Laxus angrily pushed open the rooftop door, the squeaking of the hinges making him cringe,and with equal force slammed it shut. With heavy feet he stomped towards the metal railing along the edges of the flat platform and let out a long sigh as he slumped on top of his folded arms. He, rather desperately, fumbled in his pocket to pull out a small red and white box of cigarettes. He made quick work of lighting one and took a long needy drag. He watched the small white clouds drift by as he exhaled the smoke. The well needed nicotine almost immediately calmed his nerves and he dragged his large hand through his spiky blond locks.

He hated this place, everything about it. He hated the smell of car exhaust, all the people that would constantly get in your way, the constant sound of those annoyances shouting. He would much rather live somewhere in the woods, or anywhere peaceful, without all the mayhem. Just him alone.

He clenched his fist at the last word, alone. That's right, he was alone. His father hated him, his father did not want him. He wasn't good enough for that money hungry ass and all he ever did, the words forever engraved in the tall blonde's mind, was get in everyone's way. His grandfather had always told him otherwise, but Laxus didn't talk to him either. Laxus had shut him out and pushed him away. Much like he did with everyone else. He only had three friends left over, and to be honest he couldn't believe that they were still there. He treated them like shit, but they always still stayed by his side.

He peered over the railing and watched the cars go by. His work building was quite high up, towering above most buildings, and he often liked to come here. The air was fresher, the sky seemed clearer, and to top it all: hardly anyone ever came there. That was actually another thing he hated, work. Not so much work generally, just his work. The stuffy office building with all the half-brain-dead zombie employees that worked there. All of them dressed in grey and black, staring lifelessly at their computer screens. He hated working here, but he didn't have much choice.

He took another long drag of his cigarette and closed his eyes. He should really stop smoking, but it helped calm his nerves and temper. He had always had a bad temper. His anger would flare easily and all these city idiots often made it worse. A scowl made it towards his face. He couldn't keep track of the many times he had contemplated about smashing is so called boss against the concrete floor. Every time the short, chubby, insufferable idiot would talk, a deep line would mar his face and his eyes would almost blaze. Just thinking about it made him almost want to hit something.

"Is something wrong?" a sweet voice suddenly asked from behind him.

Laxus jumped a little and whipped around to see who it was. To his surprise a girl, a few years younger than him from the looks of it, stood with her hands clasped behind her back parallel to him. She was fiddling with a strand of long blonde hair, her eyebrow raised in question. It took him a while to find his voice, the surprise still clear on his face as he took a tentative step towards her.

"Uhm, who are you?" he asked slowly, still studying the girl. As a smile spread over her face, showing off her set of perfect, pearly white teeth, he noted that her large, bright eyes were a shade of chocolate brown and, now that she stood nearer to him, she was in fact quite short.

"That's not important. The important thing is that you seem sad, why is that?" she inquired, staring at him intently. She unclasped her hands from behind her to hold her skirt down from the wind, as came to stand next to him, and balanced back and fro on her heels making her look a lot like a small child.

Laxus shook his head, "Nothing really, but how did you get here? I don't remember you working here," he said eyeing her suspiciously.

She shrugged and tried to hide a cute giggle behind her hand, "I have my ways, but now back to you. I can see something is troubling you mister, so what's wrong?" she questioned again as she craned her neck to look up at him with large eyes.

He scowled at the girl. She wasn't going to tell who she was, yet she wanted to know all about what was troubling him. Not to mention that only employees or special guests were allowed in the building, yet she had made her way up here. But what made the wrinkle on his forehead deepen was her smile, it was too large and sweet. "Nothing's wrong brat now go back to whatever you were doing," he grumbled, making a shooing gesture with his left hand.

She pouted and crossed her arms over her chest, a defiant look dancing across her sweet features. "That's mean and I'm not a brat! I'm eighteen if you really want to know!" she countered, then mumbling something under breath he couldn't quite hear.

He scoffed and took another drag of his cigarette. She really did remind him of a small child, a lot like his nephew he would say. Only the difference between his nephew and the strange girl standing on the rooftop with him, was that his nephew was six and, as she claimed, she was eighteen. He would have thought she was lying if it wasn't for the set of knockers on her chest and the supple curves lining her body. He was contemplating on pointing out her childishness again, but her voice broke through the silence again.

"You know you shouldn't smoke, it's bad for you," she said jumping up onto the rooftop railing.

"Who are you to lecture me kid, besides if one of us were to die faster it would be you, since your risking splatting that pretty little face of your against the sidewalk all the way down there," he mumbled pointing down at the ground.

"Okay how about if you put out the cigarette then I'll stand on the ground again," she said and started kicking her legs, making her wobble dangerously on the metal bar.

"I'm not making compromises with you kid." He gave her a rather irritated side glance, secretly watching her every move.

She pouted again and started tapping her finger against her chin, in what he saw as thinking. A smile formed on her rosy lips and she started to lean back. "Mhhhh fine then, then I won't get of the railing either," she said in a sing-song way and leaned her back a little further, making her almost lean horizontally on the small bar with her upper body almost hanging completely from the building.

Laxus quickly stomped his smoke out, "Okay okay! Look it's out, now just please don't hang like that!" he chided with a glare, he was rough man but he wasn't going to have the death of a brat on his hands.

With a triumphant smirk she gracefully jumped off the bar and landed next to him. "Thank you. Now are you going to tell me what's wrong or not?" she questioned, rather annoyingly, again with a raised eyebrow.

A gust of wind blew past them, raising the girl's white sun dress slightly. And with that gust Laxus could feel the last of his patience blowing away. He gritted his teeth and sent a menacing glare at her, "Listen Blondie, I don't know you so I'm not going to tell you what's bothering me. Got it?"

"AHA! So there is something bothering you! People always say that it helps to talk about it and I swear that I am good at keeping secrets," she said, in a way that made it sound like he had just confessed a murder, and playfully poked his side.

A clear, pulsing vein started to form on his temple and he gave it his all not to throw this annoying little girl off of the building. "Can you please just leave me alone! The one thing that is bothering me right now is you!" He started to raise his voice.

The girl just shrugged and a look of hurt flashed across her face, "I'm sorry. I just thought you would feel better about it if you had someone to talk to about it," she started to mumble with her eyes cast downwards.

Laxus sighed and turned to face her, "Listen kid it's okay, I'm sorry that I shouted at you."

She seemed to perk up and she sent him an almost blinding smile. "Tell ya what! If you just tell me what's bothering you then I will tell you a secret of my own." She leaned closer to him, mirth dancing across her features, as she gestured for him to start.

He weighed his options and after contemplating let out a long sigh, "You're really not going to leave me alone until I tell you right?" She nodded her head cheekily and he dragged his hand through his hair, "Fine! My life has become a shit hole, my family hates me, I only have three friends left, I hate my job and I hate this stupid city!"

The girl gave him a small smile, not the giddy ones of before but a more tranquil one, and put a hand on his arm. She seemed to sigh as she looked up at the sky. "Things may seem bad now, but things get better, they always do. Everyone in the world has struggles, trust me they do. The world is not perfect unless you make it so for yourself. 'It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves'. So stop sulking about and do something about it."

Laxus stared wide eyed at the girl, "You know for a small brat you sure are wise," he murmured almost reluctantly as the stupid smile spread over her face again. "But now for that secret you promised me."

She giggled and beamed at him, her eyes filled with warmth, "Lucy."

Laxus raised a questioning eyebrow, his eyes narrowing in confusion, and leaned closer to her face. She just kept on beaming his way without a hint of deceive in her expression. He opened his mouth to question her, but was abruptly cut off by the heavy rooftop door slamming open violently. Laxus whirled around to see his chubby boss heaving, probably due to running up the stairs and in anger, in the door opening with eyes blazing.

"Dreyar! Where have you been? Why aren't you filling out your report!" he yelled at the top of his longs, almost stomping his foot.

Laxus lazily stared at his boss with feign aloof and casually shrugged, "I-uh I was just here talking to this girl," he said motioning behind.

"What girl are you talking about Dreyar?!" his boss shouted angrily at him.

Laxus raised his eyebrow again and turned around to show him, but the girl was no longer there. He blinked a few times and turned back to his boss, "She-uhm is gone," he said rather lamely.

"Yea no shit, now get your ass back to your desk and fill out the damn reports!" his boss yelled and stomped back down the stairs.

Laxus stared at the empty space where the girl was and muttered what she whispered. "Lucy?"

There ya go! Not much happening in the story as of now, but it'll come! I promise ;)

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