A/N: This took so long. Sorry everyone! I hope it was worth the wait. Thanks for staying with me. There are only 3/4 more chapters left. I can't believe it. I really enjoyed writing their banter. These two were fun! Thanks for reading!
Their Future
Chapter 12: The Brains
Logan Redfox
Even Logan, the brain of Fairy Tail, wasn't fully equipped to deal with this situation.
Logan Redfox was a creature of habit. It was his daily routine to go to the guild's library and research magic. Of course, there was a part of his routine that just happened to reoccur everyday. His interactions with Mizu Fullbuster happened totally by chance. He would sit at his table and she would be across the room, studying records of past jobs. It only took simple communication, just little hints that the other was still there. Their gazes would meet, and then flick away. Just that acknowledgement was enough. But her presence was magnetic to him. He found himself glancing up more often, checking to see if she was there. If it rained, he sat in the window seat, hoping to get a glimpse of her. Logan wondered if there was anything else that made her come so alive. So he did the smartest thing he could think of. He challenged her to a battle.
The sun that day was bright, streaming down on the clearing where they would spar. She had pulled her dark curls into a ponytail, but a couple escaped to frame her face. "Ready to start Logan?" Mizu called from her side.
Logan nodded, his red eyes flashing as their battle began.
The nature of their battle was very interesting to say the least. Both were very analytical people by nature, so each attack was carefully calculated. Logan was at the natural disadvantage due to his iron magic, but his strategizing put him on even ground. His thoughts were fast paced and frequent, racing through his head.
Mizu's magic makes her at a definite advantage. I'm going to have to find a way to combat the rust. Then it hit him. Speed.
"Iron Make: Lance!" He yelled, launching a big spear of sorts in her direction, confident she would find a way to deal with it. She did. Mizu threw up her hand, and water came from her magic circle. She made another complicated hand motion, and the water's temperature rose, creating rust on the iron. She kept her concentration and the iron shattered. This time, he launched another spear, but faster, until she couldn't keep up. They were both exhausted.
"Nice Job Mizu!" Logan called, rising from the ground. She glowed at his praise. Any sort of compliment was an honor coming from him. Logan's ingenuity and prowess in battle put him as one of the leading wizards of the new generation.
So why was the skilled, highly logical member of the next generation speechless?
It probably had something to do with the fact that his best friend had just run up to him. In the middle of a rainstorm. Knowing Mizu, anything could happen.
"What do you need to tell me?" He spoke quietly, barely being heard from over the rain.
Mizu had worked up the courage to get this far. There was no way she was going back now. But still, her hands shook nervously as she carefully formulated her next couple sentences.
"Um, Logan, theoretically if you had a best friend who liked you, how would you react?" She shifted her weight anxiously. She knew she was being obvious, but what better way to come across?
"Well, theoretically, I probably would turn them down." His gaze left her face and trailed to the ground.
Shock hit Mizu. She felt like a bolt of lightning had struck her chest. All of a sudden she couldn't lift her stare from the ground. "It was all theoretical anyways." She muttered, and the rain continued to fall. She turned on her heel and began to walk away, but the feeling of Logan's hand stopped her. Mizu froze.
"Theoretically, if my best friend liked me, I would probably turn them down." He spoke, his voice clearly heard by her.
"I would turn them down because there already is someone for me."
Mizu whipped around to face him. She had never before considered the possibility of Logan liking anyone at all. He really just spends time with me. Some of the guys too, I guess, but mostly me. Then why haven't I noticed? Who is it that Logan likes?
At this point in time, her dark hair was plastered to her clothes. Mizu was soaked to the bone, and Logan was easily just as wet. It continued to pour and puddles were forming in the street.
Her blue eyes bored holes into his. Curiosity was written all over her face,
"Theoretically, you owe me an explanation."
He blushed before beginning, "I like you. So if, theoretically, my best friend told me they liked me, I would tell them I liked someone else. That someone else is you. " He stopped again before rushing the last part.
"I wouldn't need a best friend if I had you."
Now Mizu was really confused. "So you like me too?" She whispered, just above the sound of the pouring rain.
Logan nodded, and they blushed. Their eyes met before both returning to the ground.
"Logan?"
"Yeah?"
"For the 'smartest' of us, you sure can be stupid sometimes." A small smile spread
across her face.
"You'll pay for that Mizu!" The awkward feeling dissolved as he splashed in a puddle, soaking them further.
"It seems you forget who you are dealing with Mister Redfox." She chastised him. A giant wave of water splashed him. She had drained all the puddles for her own conventional use.
Then the clumsy Mizu met her end. Slipping ever so gracefully in a puddle of her own invention, she almost face planted. Logan, of course, caught her. (Redfoxes have great reflexes)
Realizing the ridiculous manner of the whole situation, they couldn't contain themselves. Mizu's laughter rang out into the night, and a light blush seemed to permanently stain her cheeks.
"Hey Logan?" She asked.
"Yeah?"
"Kiss me."
It was only later when they realized that the rain had stopped.
