Double the trouble, double the fun

Title: Double the trouble, double the fun

Author: XxCherryXJellyxX

Characters/Pairings: Lucy Heartfilia, Laxus Dreyar (LaLu)

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Supernatural

Word Count: 2028

Theme: LaLu week Prompt, Trouble

Rating: T (Slight cussing)

Summary: [AU] A vixen with golden blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes, seemingly innocent but incredibly deadly. Don't ever mess with her, because, while she might look fragile, she has a partner that is double the trouble.

You know what they say right? "Stay out of her way, all she does is fuck shit up and cause trouble." Or do you not know what I am talking about? It might only be said about us, deliberately whispered aloud when we walk by, but I wouldn't know. I hardly ever talk to anyone besides my trouble, him being called trouble because he only causes exactly that. They say the reason I don't have any friends is because of my trouble. I believe it is because people are afraid I am trouble too.

The heels of her loafers clicked against the tiled floors as she walked down the hall. The narrow path was already crowded when the last chime of the first bell ended and she pretended not to hear the girls behind her whisper as she pushed a strand of blonde hair behind her small ear. Honestly, if they wanted to insult her, they might as well have done it to her face. It wouldn't have mattered either way, because dealing with them would have been easy. They were small, weak, and, not to mention, extremely dumb. But she chose to ignore them, she had a little sense of moral -besides another beaten up kid would damage her record-.

She entered the already busy locker rooms and, not surprisingly, immediately all heads turn towards her. The infamous Aguria cousins whispered something and ended their 'secretive' conversation by chuckling darkly. After many years of training she was able to walk past them swiftly and almost unnoticed.

"That girl has huge boobs though!"

She ignored the dirty comment that was voiced beside her and continued changing her clothes, a simple pair of track shorts and a white t-shirt. After three years of having that idiot following her around, being seen without clothes on in front of him wasn't the worst of her problems.

"Don't worry blondie, you're still the hottest."

She turned around with her hands on her bare hips and gave him a pointed, warning look. He in return only laughed, his deep, loud voice bellowing through the small changing room, and leaned against the yellow lockers parallel from her. He was smirking, as always, and she had always hated it. He knew exactly how to grind her gears and he always took full advantage of that fact. She wished she could see through his stone mask.

"Yo, Heartfilia! Are you hearing the voices in your head again?! Or are you just mad at the lockers?" someone suddenly shouted from the other side of the room, making her snap back to reality.

Everyone burst out laughing, a faint snap of a camera breaking through the ruckus, and Lucy turned her head towards the voice. Minerva Aguria 'the queen bee', as you could say, smirked darker than the blonde's supernatural stalker. She was as evilly majestic as always, with perfectly styled hair and eyeliner 'on fleek'. Her name really shouldn't have been queen bee though, the name 'queen bitch' would have been more near her regen.

"Ignore them Blondie," he whispered, the smirk now gone from his face and replaced with a look of regret. "Should I do something?"

With a firm shake of her head she turns back to her locker. The laughter slowly died down, most girls leaving, only when she was the single person left she managed to breathe out a sigh. "I should hurry up," she mumbled before he could say anything more.

She could feel his piercing gaze on her back, his face probably in a stern glare, as she entered the gymnasium. God she hated PE, more than anything really. Not only because she was an outcast and because she always got picked dead last, but because she was a klutz and always landed on her face. She was pretty fast and agile, but it didn't weigh out the shame of falling on your face in front of everyone. She tried to hold her head high, but PE just seemed to kick her extra hard in the gut whenever she made a mistake.

"Listing up brats! We're playing dodgeball today, like it or not! So stand in a line and starting with Rogue, numbers one on the left and numbers two on the right," Lucy's PE teacher, Gildarts, bellowed and pointed at Rogue to start with number one.

As usual there was a slight hassle, with most of the girls suddenly snapping to attention when it was their turn to name their number and asking what the previous person had said. But everyone was fast to go to their respective side and start taking positions. Lucy awkwardly went to stand in the left hand corner, hoping to not get noticed or maybe get hit softly so she could go sit on the sideline-bench.

"Heartfilia, try to help once!" Angel shouted from the front and gave her a dirty stank-eye.

She could feel his presence behind her again and a small sprinkle of relief washed over her. Gildarts blew on his whistle, indicating the start of the game, and the boys were quick to race forward to get a ball. And all Lucy could do was stare as her classmates started to re-enact the battle of Cornwall. A ball went flying past her face and bounced against the wall behind her.

"HEARTFILIA PICK UP THE BALL!" Sting shouted from the other side of the field.

Her jaw stiffened and she turned around to get the red, rubber circle of doom –dodgeball- from the floor. She turned around and the first thing she saw was a red blop careering towards her. She screwed her eyes shut and waited for the impact to come. But to her surprise a strong hand wrapped around her arm and pulled her away from the ball. Her eyes snapped open and she came eye to eye with her semi-transparent trouble.

"Throw the ball, I'll help you so that you won't fail terribly," he said almost softy and turned her around.

She almost didn't think as she threw the ball towards the other side of the line and watched stunned as her trouble used his supernatural powers to make the ball rocket right into the face of Minerva. Said girl fell to the floor with a thump and her hands on her nose. A loud scream pierced through the sudden silence and all eyes went from Minerva, to once again Lucy.

"Heartfilia!"

Her eyes snapped towards Gildarts who stood on the side-lines. "Office. NOW!" he bellowed and turned to Minerva and her bloodied –probably fractured- nose.

Lucy had to swallow to remove the lump in her throat and shakily started moving towards the exit. From all around her she felt the stares of her angry classmates. She was going to be punished once again, she was going to get in trouble once again, all because of her trouble.

Her trouble, Laxus Dreyar.

The cockiest, the most annoying, the most stuck-up, the most dead guy she knew. The nuisance that had been following her ever since she had encountered him in former guild that she had been staying in for her father's work. The ass-face that had told her that she had to help him since she could see spirits, and that that meant she should help them. The unbearable tower-of-a-man that had never actually shown his true emotions or revealed anything about himself so that she could actually help him. The dead spirit that had helped her get through high school. And that was just it, the exact reason she couldn't stay mad at him was because he was the only one that actually managed to get her through high school.

"Kid I'm sorry, I still need to get used to the whole spirit power thing…."

She didn't look up to meet his slightly apologetic face, "According to you, you have been a spirit for six years and you still haven't got it under control? Not to mention we're technically the same age." Her tone was cold.

She could hear him sigh and then scoff, she could even picture the annoyed look on his face. She knew everything about his behaviour, the way he would frown every time someone whispered something about her, even though he claimed he didn't care, to the way he would grin like a stuck up ass when she would try to tell him about stars and rage quit in the end. She knew everything about his outside, yet she had never actually gotten to know anything about the real him.

"Miss Heartfilia this is becoming a serious problem."

She sullenly looked up to meet the stern gaze of her head master.

"People have gotten seriously injured lately whenever you are around, be it an accident or not. If this goes on we will have to take drastic measures."

She looked up again when he sighed and placed an old hand on top of her smaller one.

"Lucy, you have to stop claiming that this-" He stopped to think, "This spirit, as you claim, is causing you problems. It won't do you any favours and people might suspect you have-" He paused again to rethink his wording, "People might think you have 'troubles' concerning your mind."

Her head snapped up to meet her head master's concerned gaze. He wasn't really suggestion that she had a mental illness? A small line in her mind snapped and a colour made its way onto her face. "Don't worry sir, I am pretty sure I am trouble already," she answered in a bitter cold tone.

He was left gaping as she casually stood up from the smart leather chairs and exited his office with a sickly sweet smile. She didn't know where it had come from, or why she had said it. But the feeling that was left was good and it made her walk with a straight back and her head held high. She felt Laxus' presence near her as always, and it made her feel strangely at ease for once.

"Hey Laxus." He grunted. "Do you think we would have been friends we had been in high school together? Do you think that, that you would have talked to me? Do you think you could have been my friend?"

She could feel that her questions had made him uneasy, the aura around him changing when they stepped outside from the back entrance. She felt her heart and stomach drop when he stayed silent for a long time, even staying quiet when they started to walk through the forest path. She silently nodded her head after he sighed and kept her face low.

"You should know something about me…. The reason I am still bound to earth is because I was an asshole when I was alive, and as an asshole I made a lot wrong choices. The way I am now is a lot different from back then, so don't get all pouty."

Her eyes snapped up to his face when she felt his heavy hand fall on her head and slightly ruffle her hair.

"Just don't get sad and all, I'm sure if it wasn't for me you would have had tons of friends, I'm nothing but trouble to you really," he continued without meeting her eye, and she could have sworn she saw just the slightest hint of pink of his cheeks.

The next thing she knew was that she was almost doubling over in laughter, with her hands wrapped around her middle and her eyes shut in mirth. "You idiot! I'm enough trouble on my one and having you around me just makes more fun! Besides, I promised I would help you get to wherever the dead are supposed to go," she said with a large smile as she took Laxus' hand.

A slightly saddened look flashed across his face, "Yea, but for now…. Let's just find a way of kicking those hussy's without looking like we were involved."

"You really shouldn't."

"I said we were going to, remember what you said; 'I am already trouble'."

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"You're going to keep reminding me about that aren't you?"

*slithers in like a slythrin*

So endings aren't my strongest point... So expect a lot of cheesy endings to my stories!

So I have decided to participate with LaLu week, because they were my first OTP! I just couldn't pass the chance to write some One-Shots about my beautiful babies :3 I'm sorry if there were any typo's, this hasn't been Beta'd!

Please leave a review or favorite/follow! I would appreciate it a lot.

I will also be uploading for all the other prompts, though some may be later than the actual date they're supposed to be submitted!

Love, Cherry!