A/N: Thank you for the favorites and follows and reviews! I'm honored that this fanfic has garnered attention hehe. Replies to reviews can be seen at the bottom of this chapter, as I'm not someone who would rather PM a reply (I don't really check my email a lot to see if there are notifications regarding a PM reply or whatnot, so to not like, leave you guys hanging, this is the best resort).

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail nor do I own Letters to Juliet, and if anyone has had the same idea already, I apologize but I was unaware of it.

NOTE: This an AU, so it won't be focused too much on Fairy Tail as a guild. Also, Wendy will be closer to Lucy's age. For this story, all the characters will be about 23-24, while Wendy will be around 21 or 22.

Warnings: mild cursing at the end because, well, this character tends to curse

Chapter 2

"Natsu-san sounds like a nice person, but — I mean no offense here — why would he leave you alone on your honeymoon?" Wendy asked her as they retrieved letters stuck to the wall of Juliet's house. It honestly surprised Lucy that there were so many letters here, so many heartbreaking anecdotes fit into a piece of paper to ask for guidance, and her heart went out to the writers of the letters.

"He is a nice guy. He just has his restaurant as a big priority, and I really understand that. Coming to Magnolia is a good opportunity to taste new selections of food. Still, I just wish he'd remember why we came here in the first place." Lucy tried to justify Natsu's actions.

They were supposed to go to South Gate Park and Magnolia Bakery this morning, but he had gotten a call from his Uncle Metallicana again, who had given him an appointment with a supplier for spices somewhere in Magnolia. Lucy really didn't care to know the place because that wasn't in today's supposed agenda. Natsu told her she could come along with him — 'and taste the spices together, Luce!' — but tasting spices wasn't a part of the honeymoon she had looked forward to. Still, when confronted with Natsu's puppy dog eyes and begging, Lucy had reluctantly let him go after telling him she would be fine on her own for today. Natsu grinned at her and hugged her before leaving. It left her at a loss at first, wondering what to do alone as she really did want to go sightseeing with Natsu — and going to those places alone just wasn't an appealing idea — but the women she met yesterday came to mind. She visited the women in their office and after exchanging pleasantries, Wendy suggested that she accompany her to get the letters.

"Men," Wendy rolled her eyes in amusement.

"Men," Lucy repeated, giggling as she took down some more letters and placing them in the basket that Wendy had been carrying.

Lucy took down another note but gasped in surprise when the brick from the wall it was placed on fell down. Lucy grinned at Wendy sheepishly, crouching down to pick up the brick and return it to its original place. She was about to put the brick back when she noticed something inside the hole in the wall that she had accidentally made. Carefully, she placed a hand inside and felt the surrounding area before her fingers made contact with something soft but rough. Slowly, she grasped onto the object and pulled it out, eyebrows raising when she noticed it was a letter.

An unopened one.

An old one.

An unanswered plea.

She stood up again and looked at Wendy, whose face showed her surprise. "Wendy, this —"

Wendy nodded. "I can't believe it's been there for so long. You can place it in the basket, Lucy. Let's share it with the others when we get back to the office."

Lucy nodded and did as she was told. She then resumed her initial agenda: taking down the rest of the notes. Still, her mind was still on the letter she had found.

Dear Juliet,

I didn't go to Zeref. I left him waiting under our tree, our gorgeous tree with its thick roots. It was raining that day, but I had to go back to Tenrou and Cedar. After all, I couldn't just stay in Magnolia. I love Zeref. I really do, but I have duties to my parents, to my sister Zera, to my friends, and to my school.

I knew I had to go, and I was already near the port when I changed course and went here. Magnolia is a beautiful city, as beautiful as the memories that I've made in it. But, I don't know what to do.

Zeref is waiting, but I still have my life back in Tenrou. Please help me, Juliet. I'm so confused.

Mavis

Lucy finished reading the letter aloud to the secretaries, and Mira in particular looked teary-eyed.

"Isn't that romantic? She must have been so in love with him," Erza said before blushing, embarrassed at what she had just said. Perhaps she isn't usually blunt with such topics, Lucy told herself.

"And probably guilty at one point, for leaving him there unanswered," Wendy commiserated solemnly.

Lucy's eyes widened at Wendy comment, the word 'unanswered' echoing in her head. "That's it!"

"What is it, Lucy?" Cana asked curiously.

"It wasn't only Zeref who went unanswered that day," Lucy pointed out. "Mavis, too, never got her reply. I know it's been like fifty years, but don't you think she deserves an answer anyways?"

The four other women looked at each other, as if telepathically discussing the suggestion Lucy had brought up. Eventually, Wendy smiled and grabbed a sand colored paper and a pen, handing the items to Lucy.

"You can write the reply, Lucy-san."

Laxus Dreyar was having a good day. He had played tennis with his friends, and he had gotten new weights to try on later. He was feeling really energized and it had led to him jogging around the stone paths of his family's pristine mansion in Cedar. He had gone eleven laps around the paths when their butler, Claus, approached him with a tray in hand.

"Master Laxus?"

"Yes, Claus?" Laxus wiped the sweat on his brow with the back of his hand, jogging in place.

"There is a letter here for Mistress Mavis," Claus informed him, reaching the silver tray out to him. There was a letter on the tray, but oddly enough, "and it came from the Magnolia."

"Huh," Laxus let out, one eyebrow raised as he took the letter. Claus bowed and left him alone, but Laxus didn't notice. He was too busy wondering why there was a letter for his great-grandmother from Magnolia of all places. He was very sure that his great-grandmother didn't have friends there, or if she did, she hadn't kept in contact with them. Whenever his great-grandmother would talk about Magnolia, she never had any stories where she was past the age of about nineteen or twenty. So, this letter was really puzzling.

Shrugging, he jogged back inside the mansion, changing into his indoor shoes and grabbing a towel from a nearby closet, wiping the sweat from his face and neck before heading towards his great-grandmother's bedroom. As he neared her door, he could hear her playing the piano, a hobby she had never grown out of. The solemn tune emanating from the keys of the instrument probably meant that she was thinking of something long gone.

He frowned. He didn't like it when she was sad.

He stopped by her door, lifting a hand and knocking twice on her door.

"Come in," she called out, the tune stopping abruptly as she turned her full attention to the doorway. He entered and closed the door behind him, walking towards her with the letter in his hand.

"This came from Magnolia. I didn't know you still knew anyone there, old hag," Laxus commented.

The word 'Magnolia' surprised her, confirming his assumption that she didn't keep in contact with anyone there. So who sent her that?

"Magnolia, you say?" his great-grandmother hummed, taking the letter from him gently, fingers gently tracing the outline of the letter's envelope before opening it. Inside were two papers: one that was sand colored and smelled like vanilla, while the other one was — "Oh my."

"What is it?" Laxus asked, noticing that his great-grandmother had started to tear up.

It was one of those days where she remembered Magnolia. And Zeref. How could she even remember a happy place without remembering the person who had helped make that way?

She could still clearly remember his warm gaze when she had tried riding a horse. It probably amused him — her, a tiny girl, trying to ride a horse that was taller than herself. She still managed at the end of the day, and it hurt her slightly when she also remembered that by leaving Magnolia, she had left behind her horse as well.

She had actually left many others behind when she had gone back home. She never kept in touch with them, especially Zeref, for fear that her father would find out and do something awful about it. She hadn't put it past him at the time, hence why she was surprised when her great-grandson had delivered a letter to her from Magnolia, of all places.

Curiously, she opened the letter's envelope and saw two papers inside, one sand colored paper that smelled like vanilla and one that — "Oh my."

"What is it?" she heard her great-grandson ask in slight worry, but it was honestly nothing for him to worry about.

She didn't reply to him, instead taking out the second paper, a rather crumpled one that had become colored brown through time. The ink that had once shown a gorgeous script had faded slightly. Still, it was a letter that she knew very well.

"Old hag," Laxus called out to her with a scowl. Her great-grandson really didn't like to be kept waiting.

Mavis smiled at him, though she noticed her eyes had gotten rather teary upon the revelation of the letter's contents. "It's something from long ago, from when I was still in Magnolia."

"What—?"

Before he could finish his sentence, Mavis smiled playfully and waved his concerns away. "Hush, child, let me read in peace."

With that, she ushered him gently out of her room despite his protests. She heard him grumble before walking away, probably to their gym on the third floor. She chuckled before turning her attention back on the other letter.

She hadn't expected this. When she hid that letter she had written years ago, she honestly wasn't thinking. On one hand, she had been asking for guidance from Juliet. She knew that people who wrote to her had gotten replies. Still, her paranoia had gotten the best of her, fearing that her father or someone she knew would come to Magnolia and see what she had written. And so, she hid the letter inside a loose brick, but stupidly, she hoped that one day, someone would find her letter and she'd receive a reply from Juliet.

After all these years, she had honestly lost hope of ever getting a reply, and it wasn't as if a reply would have done her any good. After graduating, she had met Yuri Dreyar, and she wouldn't lie and say that he was ugly. On the contrary, he was quite handsome and well-mannered, and she was fond of his jokes. Her parents had noticed and had drawn up a marriage contract for them. He had become quite a dear friend to her, so she didn't have any problems with the contract. Neither did he, as the only girl he ever loved had already left him for someone else. (Though, Mavis never felt that she had been the second option. She genuinely liked Yuri's company.)

So, to finally get a reply, after all these years, made her recall the moments she had spent with Zeref, of her happy years in Magnolia, and her fingers shook slightly as she slowly opened the vanilla-scented paper.

And so she read.

Laxus was still a little worried about his great-grandmother, and though it distracted him slightly from his workout, he figured she'd tell him later on.

After wiping the sweat from his face and putting the weights down, he did some cooldown exercises before heading off to his room for a shower. Afterwards, he had put on whatever clothes he could find and headed to the dining hall, where their maids would have already prepared their meal.

He found his great-grandmother already at the table, sitting on the chair to the left of the chair his grandfather had once occupied. He sat across her, serving himself some stew and beef.

"The letter?" he prompted, huffing.

She chuckled again, seemingly amused by his annoyance, before replying, "In Magnolia, there's this place. Juliet's house."

"Juliet as in—"

"Yes, that very Juliet," his great-grandmother smiled before continuing, "and girls from all over the world write to Juliet for advice on their love lives. The letter I received today was a response, after all these years, from when I had written to Juliet back then."

"For help with the old man?"

His great-grandmother hesitated before shaking her head. "No, before your great-grandfather, I had… fancied someone else. His name was Zeref."

At her confession, Laxus felt a little stunned. He hadn't been aware that his great-grandmother had ever loved anyone else. It was rather disconcerting, but he motioned for her to continue. He was old enough now to know that rebelling against this new piece of information — like the way he had rebelled against his grandfather, Makarov, years ago.

His great-grandmother smiled at him gently. "I met him in Magnolia. I was on an… adventure, so to speak. It was mostly a study tour, but there were days where we students were allowed to mingle and go off on our own, and then I met him there, somewhere in the forest, and we hit it off.

I had to leave him, though. My father wasn't the most welcoming towards those who weren't of… equal status. So, Zeref became my secret, but the study tour couldn't last long, and I was afraid of what my father would do, so I wrote a letter to Juliet before leaving for my childhood home in Tenrou."

Laxus digested the information, understanding that he couldn't really fault his great-grandmother for this. She had been but a teenager when she had been on that study tour. "But what about the old man?"

"I met Yuri afterwards. We were in an arranged marriage, as you know, but he was my closest friend."

"But you still liked the Zeref guy," he bluntly stated, a little displeased when his great-grandmother made no move to deny it.

"You never really forget your first love, Laxus," his great-grandmother told him.

Laxus rolled his eyes at that, remembering his first — and so far, only ex — girlfriend, who he had easily moved on from and forgotten about. "Sure."

He noticed that she still fiddled with the letter in her hands. "So, you got a reply back."

"Yes," his great-grandmother told him, "and I was quite touched by the letter."

He nodded. "Yeah, it makes—"

"And I'd like to go on a trip to Magnolia."

"—complete— wait, what the fuck?"

A/N: Hope this chapter was nice! I honestly don't know how Claire (from the movie Letters to Juliet) took the news about the letter and how she had convinced Charlie to go on the trip to Verona with her, so I hope that in this Fairy Tail context, I got the characters right. Writing Laxus was really hard for me, so I hope I did him justice. If not, please to give me some advice. :)

ALSO: if you have any suggestions on who Laxus' ex-girlfriend could possible be, please do suggest! It can't be Mira, Cana, Erza, or Wendy, though, nor can it be any of their blood-related siblings (i.e. Lisanna). Doesn't have to anyone from the Fairy Tail guild, though.

P.S: fyi, so I made Laxus' family tree like this - Yuri Dreyar married Mavis Vermillion and they have one son, Makarov, who probably married Porlyusica and got Ivan Dreyar, who married an unnamed wife to spawn Laxus.

P.P.S: I made Tenrou Island as Mavis' childhood home, but she studied and currently lives in Cedar. I just searched for a random town in Fiore, and Cedar just felt like a nice town.

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