Day 1 – Birthday

My eyes stay fixated on the door, waiting for it to open. I wait so I can see his face, the look of surprise and confusion as he sees me, not drinking for once, holding a big cake in my hands. The way he is, he probably forgot his own birthday. That did happen last year, and the whole guild had a good laugh at his expense. He wasn't really that happy when everyone started laughing. He shouted at us about how he hated surprise parties, and then left with a frown on his face. I thought that he would be happy when he saw the guild celebrating his birthday, but he wasn't. Master and the Raijinshu tribe felt bad, but I felt even worse.

That's why this year the guild quickly dismissed the idea of throwing a surprise party for Laxus again. Everyone agreed to not mention his birthday, but I didn't. I never said anything, but I already had everything planned out in my head. Laxus left on a job yesterday and was coming home today, on his birthday. I made sure that everything is ready. The only thing left was for him to show up. After an hour of waiting, he did eventually come. Like I expected, the sight before him caught him by surprise. I pushed the cake into his hands and smiled at him. The only thing I got back was a frown.

„I told you I hate surprises", he says, and I turn my look to the ground. Maybe this whole thing was a mistake and I should have just pretended I forgot.

„But", he says, and puts the cake on the table. He then walks over to me and lifts up my chin with his hand. I can see a hint of a smile gracing his lips. He looks me in the eyes, eyes that seem so full of love and I find myself gasping in shock at his next words, because I know that he means every word.

„I don't mind if the surprise is from you."

I turn my head to the cake to hide the blush that decorates my face with a very dark shade of red. I can see the lighting card that I myself drew on the top of the cake. I turn my head back at him, and I stare at the scar on his face for a few seconds until I grab his shoulders and lift up myself enough so that I can whisper into his ear. I whisper softly then, words that I didn't get a chance to say to him last year. Words that might not mean anything to him, but they mean everything to me.

„Happy Birthday."

A/N: First day of Laxana week, written in Cana's POV. I hope you enjoyed and please rate and review!