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Five years later.

"Evergreen, try and convince Laxus to take a mission." Mirajane pleaded. Her eyes were wide with worry as she cleaned a cup behind the bar.

The woman in question let a frown form on her pink lips. Casting a side glance, she saw Laxus slowly raise a mug of beer to his mouth. The all-knowing blush of alcohol present on his cheeks as the liquor's affects started to make themselves known.

Biting her bottom lip she said. "Mira you know he won't take a job. He likes to stay in town this time of year." As she thought back to the past, the urge to find the burn of alcohol running down her own throat was strong. Just something that could dull the ache that formed in her chest whenever she thought back five years.

Running her fingers through her thick brown hair, she let out a sigh. "He's not going to listen to me. We haven't had a real conversation in a very long time." Her voice was barely above a whisper, as if she was afraid of the man sitting a few seats away to hear her.

Thinking that she had lost yet another friend was something that made her chest hurt and eyes sting with tears.

Soon after Freed's funeral, the Thunder Legion slowly fell apart. Both Ever and Bicks were taking solo jobs. Laxus for a long time had locked himself in his house. Not wanting to deal with anything from the outside world.

They went their own ways, and with their Captain no longer there to keep them together as a team. They began to drift apart, so far that the world had not seem the might of the Thunder Legion in over four years.

"Something tells me that right now is a good time to start." Mira tried to argue.

Ever looked up at the S Class wizard and then turned her head to look at Laxus, who was still entertained by his almost finished cup of beer. It broke her heart to see him in such a state, and she knew that if Freed was still around then he would had wanted her to get up and go talk to him. Even if only to ask for his wellbeing.

Taking a deep breath, she nodded her head in agreement and pushed herself up from the bar stool.

Making sure that she didn't give herself time to second guess the situation. She was at Laxus' side within moments. When she was in arm's reach she could smell the liquor in the air around the blonde. Her nose scrunched up in disgust.

"Laxus?" She asked quietly. Hesitation laced through the single word.

The man in question had a hard time picking out his ex-teammates voice through his drunken haze.

Not feeling in the mood to try and remotely sober up, he just gives her a grunt as a form of response.

Signing in early defeat Evergreen let her hand fall on his broad shoulder. "I know you're not feeling well today and haven't been doing well these last few days. But maybe you can take a mission and that can take your mind of things." Moving closer she ducked her head in attempts to get Laxus to look at her. When he did she smiled and tightened her grip on his shoulder.

For a moment the haze over his eyes disappears and he looked at her with wide eyes, as if it was the first time he'd seen her in a long while.

"Laxus why don't you take a mission, it'll make you feel better!" A familiar voice called out in his head.

Blinking away the hallucination of green hair and dark blue eyes. He pushes away his drink, not trusting it anymore. "You're right, I think getting out of town would be a good thing for me right now." He mumbled.

At the sound of his agreement Ever smiled in relief and took a step back to the give the large man some room. "Choose a mission and come back in the morning when you're well rested." And not drunk off your ass. She wanted to add.

In the past she would have said that, but it felt as if she lost the right to, the familiarity between them gone.

Without another word she saw him stumble off to the second floor of the guild.

At least I know he's going to be fine.

Moving back to her seat at the bar, she ordered an ice tea and began a small conversation with Mira.


As the train came to a halt, Alexander looked out his window. The large crowd making him dread walking outside.

Swallowing back his nerves he gathered his bag and swung it over his shoulder. For some odd reason the green mark on his hand began to itch.

He pushed through the occupants of the train and he was finally able to make it outside and take in some fresh air. After hours of sitting, it was a nice feeling when the wind blew in his face. Taking a deep breath, he wrapped his hands around the strap of his bag and started to walk out of the station. However as he moved he did not see the woman with the scarlet hair walk past him, nor did he see the look of utter disbelief form on her face when she felt him walk by.

Turning suddenly on her heels she looked through the crowd, but it was too late. He had be lost in the sea of moving bodies.

Walking down the street, Alexander aimlessly moved through the large town absolutely lost. Luckily for him though, he was able to find a small vender selling fruit. Pulling out his wallet his eyes landed on a bright red apple and the idea of having something to eat was too tempting of an idea to pass up.

After getting the apple, he figured out that he could ask the old man working the stand a question.

"Um, sir? I was wondering if you can tell me where the Fairy Tail Guild would be." He asked.

Tucking a long strand of hair behind his ear, he saw the vender give him a strange look.

"It's in the center of town a few blocks north of the cathedral. Go that way, you can't miss it. It's a huge building with furniture usually flying out of it. Not a day goes by that a fight won't break out in there." The old man pointed left down the street and as he spoke Alexander noticed the small smile forming on his lips. The strange look he had completely gone.

Forming his own smile, Alex took a step back and bowed his head in gratitude. "Thank you very much."

He walked down the street he was told and took a bite of his apple. As he looked around he couldn't help let a feeling of familiarity hit him. Something strange settled over his heart and he could feel something tugging at his body, like some invisible string.

When he looked up he saw a girl with long blonde hair that almost reached the floor, her pretty pink dress moving with the wind.

Slowly she turned around and her big green eyes landed on him. Smiling brightly, she rose a hand and waved. "Welcome home!" She said. Suddenly the mark on his hand began to lightly burn, but the tug he had felt earlier was stronger than ever before. The sudden feeling had him taking a shaky step back. He looked down to see that the mark was glowing dimly. Alex knew that the small girl had something to do with it. He looked up hoping to see her still standing a few yards away but she had disappeared.

He looked around in confusion, but then it hit him. If he wanted answers he needed to go to Fairy Tail.

A look of determination lit up his dark blue eyes.

"I'm sick and tired of living without knowing a single thing." He growled.

The pull was so powerful at that point that he couldn't help but run down the street. Pushing past the crowd. It was as if he was racing to some unknown goal.

He ran past the church and caught sight of the cemetery behind it. A white rose was lying in the grass by one of the many tombstone. His skin broke out in goosebumps, and he had the sudden feeling of someone walking over his own grave.

Pushing the feeling away, Alex looked around and saw the place he was looking for.

In all its glory the Fairy Tail Guild stood right before him.

He stopped just a few feet from the guild. Then he noticed the fear that was starting to creep up within his heart. Taking a step back, he clutched his hands to his chest.

What was he scared for? Why did it feel like he was walking into a warzone? It felt like there was someone waiting for him past the guild doors. Someone very important to him, but his mind drew a blank when he tried to remember who it was.

A strong wind blew his long hair around his face and the strange feeling over his heart exploded into a warmth throughout his body. Like a leaf in a storm, he began to drift closer to the guild until his hands were pushing the doors slowly open.

The sound of yelling and fighting assaulted his ears and without him knowing a smile of fondness formed on his lips. Looking around, he hoped to find someone that could help him.

When his eyes landed on the bar, his heart stopped. A woman with long, thick brown hair sat with her back facing him. She rose a glass of tea to her lips and the feeling of familiarity hit him so hard that it was impossible to breathe. With shaking feet, he made his way to her. Making sure to keep his head down as to not be noticed.

When he was within arm's reach of the woman he reached out and softly tapped her shoulder.

"Excuse me, Miss? I was hoping if you can help me?" His voice was low and just barely above a whisper. It was a surprise that she heard anything at all with the ruckus going on around them.

He saw her face turn cold and annoyance danced across her eyes. It seemed that she didn't want to be disturbed.

She turned her entire body on the bar stool and let her eyes land on Alexander. For a moment the world stood still as her eyes landed on his face. The look of annoyance disappeared in a flash and a look of utter disbelief made her eyes the size of frying pans.

Alex didn't notice the way that the entire guild grew quite, neither did he feel every single pair of eyes on him.

The light of the hall made the tears in the woman's eyes shine. She got off her seat and closed the small distance between them. Slowly, as if she was scared that Alex would vanish. She rose a hand and stroked his cheek. The other ran through his longer green hair.

The act itself had his dark blue eyes widen in shock.

"Freed… You're alive!" She whimpered. Pulling him into a tight embrace she cried into his shoulder. Clinging to him for dear life.

So his real name was Freed.


Laxus stood looking at the S class request board with a black stare. The buzz of the beer in his blood had him swaying softly to the side. He knew that he wasn't going to take a mission on. All he was going to do was stay up in the second floor for the rest of the day and when it was time, he would go home.

He heard the door to the guild open and with it came a soft breeze.

The noise of the guild began to die down, until it was utterly quite. His mind began to go blank and his instincts kicked in. He took a deep breath of the air around him and his eyes widened.

That's impossible, how is his scent here? He's supposed to be dead! His mind screamed.

He must have been so drunk that he was making things up. His mind playing tricks on him.

Laxsu shook his head and tried to clear it of any thoughts regarding him. He just wanted to stop thinking for just a moment and make the always present pain in his chest go away, but no matter how much he drank. For the last five years he had just felt the pain in his chest and numb feeling in his bones.

Another soft wind and the scent was stronger than ever before.

He needed to get out of the guild, it was becoming too much. Turning on his heels he stormed to the railing of the second floor.

Laxus failed to notice the deafening silence that had fallen over the entire guild, but that only lasted a moment.

When he finally looked down into the hall the first thing that caught his attention was the long green hair. His body froze on the spot and he couldn't pull his eyes away.

Look at me! He begged. This had to be a dream. Laxus needed to see their face just to make sure. Tears burned at the back of his lids and desperation grew in his chest. As if the person across the guild heard his plea, they rose their head.

His body moved on its own accord, he didn't know he was walking down the stairs until his feet hit the final step.

It was Freed, he was alive!

Moving across the guild hall gave him enough time to figure out his emotions, but when he thought that he would just feel pure joy. A deep feeling of anger and betray flared up within him.

You left me all alone, when you promised that you would always be by my side. Where did you go? Was it me? Was I the reason you left? Am I not enough for you? His mind screamed. After five years of pain and loneliness, it seemed that Laxus didn't know what else to feel.

Freed took a step back and his eyes widen with fear. His shoulders began to shake and it looked like he was in the verge of a panic attack. Evergreen had moved off to the side her eyes glued on her Captain.

"Where were you?" Laxus demanded. A shadow settled over his face and his hands turned to fists. Moving closer to the frighten man.

Then as if something hit him in the gut, the air in his lungs vanished and when he looked at Freed. He thought back to when he was trying to take over the guild. His Captain had given him the same look right before he had almost killed him with his magic. The fear in his dark blue eyes was enough to snap Laxus out of whatever trance he was in.

"I-I…" Freed stuttered. His voice was weak and could barely be heard.

Guilt washed over Laxus, but when he finally was able to calm down, the reality of the situation hit him hard.

Just to make sure that he wasn't dreaming, he reached out to Freed. His large callused hand cupped the side of his face the other moved to stroke his hair.

"You're really here…" He whispered.

All his defensives crumbled to the ground and he closed the small space between them.

Wrapping his arms around Freed's shoulder he pulled him into a tight embrace. Burying his nose in his long hair, he took a deep breath and an all too familiar scent assaulted his senses and a sort of calm flowed through him. The pain in his heart that he had felt for the past five years began to slowly disappear.

Freed was in a state of shock and fear, this large and intimating man had walked up to him, a dark light in his stormy eyes. But when he first saw him walk down the stairs, his heart stopped and it was hard to breath.

There was a nagging thought at the back of his mind and he tried to figure out what it was. However there was one thing that somehow made it to the forefronts of his mind. This large blonde had such an imposing presence that it was like almost staring up at a god.

Yet this god like wizard was clinging to him, his shoulders shaking with unknown emotions.

A sense of obligation rose within him and Freed felt like he needed to reassure the bigger man that, yes he was truly there standing in the middle of the guild.

Slowly raising his arms that had been limp at his side, he wrapped them around the other's strong back. His hands grasped at the fabric of his purple shirt and he buried his face against his chest.

Tears burned at the back of eyes and Freed noticed that his heart was racing in his chest. The sound of his blood pumping in his ear made him momentarily death. In the arms of this stranger, Freed was finally able to feel something that he hadn't felt in a long time.

"I'm home…" He said to the Laxus softly.