A/N: Hey everyone! This is the next chap! OK...I know that it's short, but I'm sure that you'll love it! I really enjoyed writing this chapter a lot. Please remember to read and review! Anyway, here it is! I'm sorry it's so short!

"The plan hasn't worked so far," Ultear complained, pacing in the office while her long brunette locks swayed behind her nicely. "I've gotten Lucy Heartfilia in trouble so Erza could get concerned. And…how did that work out? I initiated a play which hasn't worked to the slightest. That egotistical Loke was the only guy who tried out. I got Leon to do some payback to Gray, who should have reacted to Erza. Although, he hurt Lucy way too much… this wasn't in the plan at all. Same with the Laxus incident…"

"You're scared," a male voice replied, with a slight tinge of boredom echoing in his voice. "You're targeting people close to her but you're not targeting the main person you've wanted to this whole time."

"Who?" Ultear asked, sitting down in a chair and crossing her legs. Her eyes narrowed and snort escaped from her lips haughtily. "Erza?"

The man chuckled. "Don't play coy with me. No. Gerard, of course."

"Hey, are you OK Freed?" Gerard asked as he stirred some of his coffee around with a spoon. One of his deep blue eyes rose up, and he leaned towards him with a concerned glint in his eyes. "You seem…out of it. More than usual anyway."

"Nah, I'm just…" Freed trailed off and ran a masculine hand through his long, green hair. Then he looked out the window of the coffee shop and smiled a little, with a sad shimmer arising in his eyes. "I know Laxus is in a better place right now. I just wish…he were back. I've been thinking so selfishly lately."

"Yeah," Gerard agreed, bringing the mug of coffee to his lips and taking a sip. "But, being selfish sometime isn't always a bad thing."

Freed laughed.

"Now," Gerard said with a sly grin. "It's about time you confess to Mirajane. Laxus would want the best for you and…frankly, Mirajane is."

The two looked at each other and Freed nodded, agreeing. "You're right. But now? I'm not sure I'm ready. Ever since that sleepover…things haven't been the same between us."

Gerard frowned thoughtfully. "It will be the best decision you've ever made Freed, believe me. Truthfully, I think no man is ready to tell the woman he loves that he feels affection towards her. Everyone feels insecure when it comes to love. But…when you have a woman who's hopelessly in love with you too, you get more hope and urge to confess." He looked up at Freed and saw the guy's eyes widen. Gerard laughed and continued, "Besides, you're a senior. You don't have much high school time with Mirajane, so make the best of it. It's about time you made your move."

Freed shot him a nervous look. Gerard just looked away and replied, "Trust me."

"You've been blaming Erza for all your problems when all you base your anger on is Gerard. He's the one who loves Erza. He's the one that told Erza he loved her…not you."

"But that night!" she yelled, as tears trailed down her cheeks painfully. Her deep brown eyes widened in pure vulnerability, and her pale pink lips trembled with sadness. "What about that? I almost thought…"

"He doesn't care about you," the man replied darkly. "What happened…was an accident. You were stupid. So was he. That night…meant nothing to him. You know that too."

"How do you know?" she screamed. Her brown eyes were now filling with pure insanity and hatred. "He! He-"

"He's the real one that you want to hurt. Pay him back. Kill Erza," he suggested with a slight smile. "You already killed Laxus."

"You're right. I shouldn't be acting like this," she agreed, wiping her eyes and leaving a smear of mascara down her face. Her eyes were still filled with insanity, but now, they were more amused than hateful. "I'll deal with things on my own now. Besides, it's time to get rid of ice boy and his "love" freak of a girlfriend. Even if they are our allies."

"About time," he laughed.

"Freed? Oh, it's you!" Mirajane said, as she opened the door to her small dwelling.

He smiled at her and she smiled back sweetly while opening the door wider and inviting him kindly into her house. Once he walked in they sat on the couch with a friendly distance apart. She had just brewed some tea so in front of them on the glass table, were two delicate glasses of herbal tea. Mirajane held a teacup in her hand while his cup and Elfman's sat still on the table. She looked pretty in her white tank top and blue pajama bottoms; or at least, Freed thought she looked nice. With her long, wavy white hair in a messy bun it was an odd sight to see.

"Did you need something?" she inquired, taking a sip of her tea while her other hand tapped her leg nervously.

"No, uh…" he glanced over at her and she met his gaze shyly. Both blushed furiously and looked away, Freed looking down at his gloved hands.

"Freed, you look pale. Are you OK?" she asked, while her eyebrows knotted up with worry. "Maybe you should drink some tea."

"No, I came over here to spend some time with you," he explained quietly, while looking up at her with a sweet smile. Mirajane's eyes widened once again, and her cheeks warmed once again.

Then he scooted closer to her, making the space between them even more intimate.

"Well, um…how are you doing?" she asked, looking down at her lap.

"Mirajane," he said, looking at her while ignoring her question.

"Yes?" she asked, looking up shyly.

"Remember when we played truth or dare over Erza's? All that time ago," he asked, looked away from her and down at the steaming tea.

Her cheeks turned a darker red while her eyes filled with tears. "Freed…about that…"

"Is it true?" he asked softly, looking back at her with a mild plea in his eyes. "Do you really not like me that way? I mean, sometimes I think you're crazy for me but then, at other times, it's the opposite."

"Freed," Mirajane whispered regretfully, turning away while tears fell down her porcelain cheeks. "That night…I lied to you, everyone. I loved you and I'm so sorry-"

"No," he interrupted abruptly. "I don't care if you lied. That was the past. Mira…all I want to know is if the woman I love, still cares for me or not."

Mirajane's tears stopped, and her heart began to race once again. She began to turn around to look at him, whose eyes were full of the love and warmth she's yearned for this whole time. Her eyes softened, and tears began to fill in her eyes again even though she wished for them to stop. As soon as she opened her mouth to speak Elfman walked in the room, scratching his head saying,

"Hey sis', do we got any…Freed?"

When he noticed the looks on their faces he quickly scurried away back to his room.

"Sorry about that," Mirajane said, looking at him the same way he looked at her.

"It's fine," he said gently. "What were you going to say?" Freed asked gently, reaching over his hand and entwining his fingers with hers.

She scooted closer to him now and leaned her forehead against his, while she stared deeply into his eyes. "You have long eyelashes," she teased with a giggle.

He smirked, his eyes retreating to her lips. "Stop teasing me."

"And," she went, "long green hair that might match up to my standards," she said with a wink, while her eyes fell to his lips as well.

He cocked a brow, suppressing the urge to kiss her. "So you have standards now Mira?"

"Yup," she smiled. "One of them being that a guy should always make the first move when concerning a girl he likes."

He grinned, her breath tickling his face. "Then that shouldn't be to-"

Then her soft lips were on his, interrupting what he said. Before he could react and close his eyes, she pulled away blushing with a wink. "Oops, too late."

He didn't reply, staring at her in shock. "You're Mirajane?"

"What do you mean?" she asked innocently.

He leaned his forehead against hers, laughing a little breathily while leaning to close his lips over hers whispering, "Never mind."

A/N: One reason I needed to make this chapter short was because, the next chapter would have been to long if I put them together. This was originally supposed to be really long with Freed and Mirajane coming together, whil Alzack and Bisca did but...that didn't work out when I put it all together. Anyhow, please read and review. I'm sorry onece again for the late update.

Also...its summer break baby! Fun in the sun! :D