Bixanna Week – Beautiful Soul

Day 1 – First

The highly anticipated Bixanna Week is upon us! I lack a tumblr account, but that wasn't about to stop me from contributing. I can't guarantee that I'll have stories ready in time for every prompt (the days are happening too fast), but I at least have this first one.

Black dress shoes. Shiny. It had been a real pain in the ass to shine those things earlier that afternoon, but Bixlow was nothing if not thorough. So much agony over a damn pair of shoes. He was starting to think they were mocking him, given the way they sparkled so sweetly in the light.

He turned his attention back to more important matters. Bixlow smoothed out the creases in his shirt, doing up the buttons with practiced precision. Tie in check, collar laid flat against his shoulders, cuffs rolled to his elbows. Any doubts he might have had about his appearance vanished when he looked in the mirror. He grinned at his reflection, running a hand through his dark blue hair. Looking sharp, stylin', dressed to kill. Oh, yeah. This would work.

One last thing. He slipped his visor over his eyes, gave the mirror another grin for good measure, and left his apartment.

He stepped outside and immediately frowned. The air felt slightly dense, the sun was just annoying enough to make him squint, and the ever-shiny shoes tapped a little too loudly on the sidewalk for his liking. The approaching-dusk was a far cry from perfect, but he supposed it could've been worse.

In just five minutes he stood outside a small restaurant, the open sign blinking invitingly from the window. Not a moment after he stepped inside, he heard someone call his name.

"Bixlow!" A girl with short white hair waved him over, a bright smile spread across her face.

He grinned. "Hey, Lisanna. You look great."

She winked. "Thanks. You don't look so bad yourself."

He sat down in the chair opposite her and picked up the menu. "You weren't waiting long, were you?"

"Nope, you're right on time," she said. Lisanna tucked a strand of hair behind her ear in a way that Bixlow found cute. "And, well, I'm glad you showed up. I've really been looking forward to today."

"Like I'd skip out on tonight," he said. "Plus, I'm starving. What's it take to get some food around here?"

She laughed and held his hand from across the table. A satisfied smile spread across his face. Yeah, it was gonna be a good date.

The food was mediocre at best, but he couldn't have cared less when all that really mattered was the way her eyes lit up as she smiled at him. They talked well into the evening and before he knew it the moon was up and she was yawning and he was offering to walk her home. Holding her hand in his, Bixlow thought to himself that he doesn't know how things worked out so well. Even though he'd tease her that she was lucky to have him, he knew it was really the other way around. And despite all the strange looks they got from the others in Fairy Tail and the constant heckling from the Raijinshuu and her siblings, Bixlow knew that what they had was more than worth it.

They approached her house all too soon for his liking. Lisanna hugged him tightly, wrapping her arms around his middle. And when she pulled away just a little and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him, he couldn't stop the smile that lifted the corners of his lips. Definitely worth it.

Any comments or suggestions for the upcoming prompts would be highly appreciated. I'd love to hear from all you like-minded Bixanna lovers out there.