A/N: hey guys, I really want to finish this series off so I decided to write a couple of chapters to get my brain going before exams (wish me luck).

I'm taking requests for oneshots so don't be shy

Anyways read, review and enjoy!

Jude

Disclaimer: I do not own fairy tail

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Day 5

Laxus stood in his corner, watching on in confusion as Cana drank can after can of Coke, not even bothering with the buffet of alcoholic beverages. She seemed unimpressed by the soft drink but continued to sip despite her distaste. Eventually her gaze rose from her glare inspiring can to her body guard, tilting her head to the side. Laxus didn't know how to respond, if he was off duty he'd tilt his head back, beckoning her to him, but she was his charge and judging from last four last nights she was far too crazy to be the fun kind. Despite his lack of response she slipped off her chair and walked straight towards him. He looked away, attempting to disinterest her but it was too late for that.

"Hey muscle man," she said with a grin, pulling a stool towards him, but instead of sitting on it she grasped his arm, pulling herself on top of the metal surface to stand just a head taller than him. He considered looking up at her but her chest was dangerously close to his face as it was.

"What are you doing?" he asked, trying not to let the frustration seep through his voice. Cana swayed her hips, bumping his arm jokingly.

"I was just wondering what it's like to be as tall as you." She replied, leaning down so her face was next to his. "Now that I'm up here it's definitely overrated." She said with a laugh, her cheek bumping his. Laxus ignored her, scanning the crowd for disturbances which had the opposite of the intended effect, annoying her to action. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders she leaned all of her weight onto him. "Help me down." She ordered, throwing herself onto him. Almost unbalanced, Laxus quickly grasped her waist, unintentionally noticing her womanly curves as she slid down his body, releasing her as soon as she hit the ground. Ignoring her face staring up at him, he once again turned back to the crowd. "You're too serious muscle man, what are you even looking at?" she demanded, staring him down. Laxus couldn't help but rolling his eyes as he looked down at her.

"Get back up on the stool and I'll show you." He said, offering his hand as she limbered up onto the stool, setting her eyes at the same level as his, her breasts purposefully rubbing against his shoulder.

"I'm looking for people who could turn violent or cause some kind of a problem." He said, sweeping the crowd for an example.

"How?" she asked following his line of sight, but seeing nothing out of the ordinary. Luckily Laxus spotted the problem before Freed could intercept it.

"See the guy in the blue shirt dancing with the girl in the red dress near the bathrooms?" he said, motioning towards the pair. Cana stared out into the crowd until she finally found them.

"Yeah, what about them?" she asked, they seemed pretty normal to her.

"See how she's uncomfortable with how handsy he is? He might not, but if he steps it up a notch she'll tell him to back off. He either will or won't, and if he doesn't, that's where we swoop in to the rescue." Laxus explained, bringing his radio to his lips. "Freed, you got the pair near the bathroom?" he asked, clicking the receiver as he saw Freed look towards them and raise his black contraption to his lips from across the room.

"Yes, I'll take care of it." Freed said, his stare landing on the couple.

"Are you sure you're not just making this stuff up? They look perfectly fine to me.." Cana began as she watched the man pinch the woman's ass which made her pause and turn towards him. An argument evolved between the two until the man grasped her wrist in what seemed to be a painful grip. "Bastard!" Cana exclaimed, her mouth opening in shock. But to her relief Freed was there with a comforting hand on her shoulder, solving the situation. Laxus smirked slightly at the look of awe on her face.

"How did you do that with so many people here?" she asked, her questioning eyes turning to him between glances around the room. Laxus shrugged, turning back to the crowd.

"This place is actually pretty small compared to most raves and concerts we've worked, plus the crowd is pretty vanilla." He commented, not meeting her eye as she followed his gaze.

"Vanilla? This is one of the most popular spots in Sydney!" she retorted.

"Yeah, the Boss' zero tolerance policy on drugs means you don't have anyone spiking drinks, or party girls on ecstasy looking for a good time." He explained, motioning to the group of friends that had approached her last night, making their way into the club. "Plus everyone here knows everyone else, other than a handful of people. No one wants their friends remembering how they got naked in the middle of the club and got banned for life."

"Actually, Gray did that a few times and he only got kicked out for the night. Would you like to try? I heard that it's quite freeing." Cana teased, trying to find a problematic dancer before he could.

"I tried it once, all I was freed of was my dignity and my Facebook account." He said, chuckling to himself, not caring if she heard him or not, conversation wasn't really his strong point.

"Thank god, I was beginning to think you might be some kind of defective terminator sent from the future." She joked, her laughter vibrating against his back.

"Funny." He said sarcastically, glancing over at her, noticing her appearance for the first time, the tight mini shorts and bright red boob tube that was the same shade as her stunning red lipstick. Her eyelashes laden with mascara only highlighted her large brown eyes rimmed with quicksilver eye shadow. Laxus swallowed hard, as his eyes went southward until her smirk snapped him out of his train of thought, or lack of.

"I like to think so." She said licking her lips suggestively.

"Anyway, from what I saw yesterday you prefer the bar to the dance floor, why the change of drink?" he asked, relieved that her seductive advances ceased, replaced by an irritated pout.

"I made a bet that I could go the night without a drink to prove I'm not an alcoholic, just a booze lovin' gal." she said, turning to him with a look of expectation.

"Why bother? You don't seem the type to care what others think." He replied, aiming to keep the conversation away from either of them getting naked.

"Well aren't you full of assumptions today." She said pointedly, leaning in closer to get a better look at his face which made him increasingly uncomfortable. "Gildy said if I can go the whole night without a drink he'll wipe my tab." She admitted, defeated.

"I'm guessing that it's a lot?" he asked with a smirk, even the ridiculous Cana Alberona still had to pay her bills.

"Yes, and I'd rather not have to pay it right now, I've got a lot of things going on at work right now without having to fork out a couple grand." She replied dismissively, turning her attention back to the crowd. Laxus knew he shouldn't keep talking but he incredibly curious about what kind of job she had. There weren't any jobs he knew of where they paid you to be drunk. She was a rich kid so maybe daddy got her a nice desk job where it didn't matter if she had a few too many on the job. Still, she didn't seem the type to be spoon fed an easy life.

"No, I'm not a stripper." Cana said, laughing at her own joke while Laxus floundered. "I run a stock trading company in town, and my partner just went on holiday leaving all the paperwork to me with these inspector assholes breathing down my neck in a bad way." She explained, winking at him as she jumped off the chair to grab her now warm coke, taking a sip she sat back on her seat. Before Cana could continue their rather one-sided conversation Laxus frowned, moving off towards a pair at the bar.

"I'll be back in a minute." He said, quickly managing the situation by approaching the two men and asking them to cease to which they quickly complied, shuffling back onto the dance floor. When he returned to Cana she applauded his efforts, offering him a can of coke she had bought for him, although when he thought about it, she was only really putting it on her tab that in a few hours would be cleared by Clive. He took the can begrudgingly, glancing up to Mr Clive's window that was firmly closed.

"That was impressive muscle man, none of the other body guards were ever so… efficient. You must be pretty sought after? This can't be the only gig you've got?" she fished, lightly poking his upper arm.

"We just finished going on tour after tour for the past year and a half so we decided it was time to get a steady gig." He replied, taking a reluctant sip of his coke.

"Going on tour must have been fun. Going all over the world with musicians and celebrities, beats sitting at a desk all day." She said, taking another sip of her coke.

"Not really, it's usually a bunch of hormonal girls trying to battle their way towards some drugged up man with tight pants." He said before raising the radio to his lips. "Ever, the woman at the bar is too drunk, check her." He said, watching as Ever made her way through the crowd and exchanged a few words before returning to her post.

"She's just a light weight, she's clean." A crackly voice replied through the box.

"A bunch of hormonal girls can still be fun." She retorted, chuckling.

"Not when you're standing between them and their idol." He replied. "Besides, you never know where groupies have been." He implied, giving her a meaningful glance. Cana laughed, taking another sip of her Coke.

"Why don't you go have fun with your friends?' he asked, nodding over to her friends, one of which was beckoning her over.

"If I go over there I'll want to drink, plus you're much more entertaining." She said with a grin, bumping her shoulder against his hip.

"You know, you should not drink more often." Laxus said, but he instantly regretted it as that flirtatious glint came back in her eye.

"You'll have to do better than that muscle man if you want to get in my pants." Cana smirked, getting to her feet and with a final wink she walked into the crowd.

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"Good night muscle man." Cana said, standing a little too close for comfort.

"Laxus." He grunted, putting his hands in his pockets. Cana grinned, reaching up to plant a kiss on his cheek. Laxus took an unconscious step back, she had crossed the line between harmless flirting and professionalism, and it had only been the fifth night. Before Laxus could get out a word, Cana cut him off.

"Fine Laxus, don't get so strung up on a kiss on the cheek, it was just a thankyou for tonight." Cana said in mock exasperation, walking up the steps to her apartment with a sway to her hips.

"Good night." He called out after her, not seeing her smirk as she swaggered into the elevator.