Summary: He was desperate when he asked the two jokesters of the guild for help, but in hindsight, he should've expected the embarrassment.

Disclaimer: Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tail


Miraxus Week Day 5: Guild Life

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"Trust me, Laxus. This is the perfect plan to get you a girlfriend by Christmas."

Glancing warily at the bluenette beside him, Laxus' frown only deepened at his friend's words. He eyed the Seith mage with burning suspicion, before he looked up at the grinning girl in front of him.

"And it's not just any girl, it's the hottest mage in all of Fiore!" Bickslow emphasised, waving a hand to explain the grandeur of his words. "Our very own supermodel Mirajane Strauss!"

"Keep it down, you bastard." Laxus glared, shoving Bickslow onto the floor just as he uttered her name. He unconsciously took a sweeping glance of the guild hall, breathing a small sigh of relief as he saw said supermodel on the other side of the room, serving Gajeel and Levy.

Light giggling brought his attention back to the matter at hand, and he watched as the youngest Strauss sibling scooted nearer to the table, looking around conspiratorially before beckoning him closer. Laxus couldn't help himself as he leaned forward just a fraction, tilting his head so that his ear was facing the Take-Over Mage.

"Don't worry, Laxus. I know my sister. She absolutely loves romantic things, so just follow this script and you'll be set. Besides, she's already pretty fond of you as a friend, so this will be the final game changer!" she winked, her expression a gleeful one and seemingly so truthful that Laxus could feel himself beginning to seriously consider the proposition.

Although wary about the Seith mage that was climbing back up onto the opposite seat after being roughly pushed over, he liked to believe that he could at least trust Lisanna, since she actually was Mirajane's sister and all. Mavis knows he would kill himself before looking to Elfman for help – hell, he should be the one helping to matchmake the only male Strauss and the only female member of the Raijinshuu.

Laxus sighed as he rubbed his chin with a hand, glancing between the two overtly excited faces warily. Where was his advisor when he needed him most?

"Where's Freed?"

Bickslow flinched as the green-haired mage was mentioned, before he once again shot out his signature tongue-wagging grin. "Freed, oh, good old Freed. He's just, busy, you know? Stuck in the library because he has so much work to do. Good man, that one. Always working hard."

"Right…"

"Anyway, Laxus, as we were saying, you just have to ask her out during the party tomorrow! Make it grand."

"Grand?"

If Laxus wasn't so desperate and clueless on how to ask a girl – a girl like Mirajane, no less – out properly, he wouldn't have made a deal with the devils, but he knew he was hopeless without their help, and as he eyed the two in front of him with their cheeky smirks, he found himself wondering if he was making the right decision.

"Grand."


Fairy Tail was renowned for their crazy parties, and this one was no less wild, with boisterous laughter, excessive alcohol, and unnecessary destruction. Laxus could only feel suffocated as he sat brooding in a corner of the guild, surveying the chaotic scene with a nervousness that he skilfully kept from showing on his frowning face. The smell of the roses in the chest pocket of his favourite fur-lined coat were practically smothering him, a reminder of the mission at hand. He knew who he was looking for – there was no mistaking the long, platinum hair that danced around the guild hall, but he didn't know how he should carry out the plan.

His accomplices were no help, however, as they danced around in the center of the guild, occassionally shooting him the hurry up and do it glance. He'd heave a deep sigh and his frown would only deepen whenever he caught their eye. Some members of the guild would look over at him with curiousity, knowing that although Laxus was not an enthusiastic party goer, he would at least have a drink or two and enjoy the festivities, but he was only sitting in the corner looking murderous. The occassional Natsu would pop around trying to chuck something at him to start a fight, but it took Laxus less effort than usual to literally shock him to a stop.

"What's got your panties in a twist, blondie?" Cana smirked, sauntering over and plopping herself down with all the elegance she had while drunk.

Glaring, Laxus only scoffed. "This is the worse party you've guys have ever thrown, Cana."

"Ha! Says the party pooper. So, what's the big deal? Too afraid to carry out your little plan?"

Laxus' eyes widened as he straightened from his slouch, looking around nervously before directing his death stare onto the brunette. "How did you know about it?"

"The walls have ears, Dreyar." At his skeptical glance, Cana only waved her tankard dismissively. "No, really. You have three – including you, four – dragon slayers cramped together in a guild hall, you'd be lucky if they only heard a bit of your conversation."

His brows pulling down further, Laxus tried to think back to the time of his conversation with Bickslow and Lisanna yesterday. "But… Natsu was out on a job and there was only Gajeel who was too focused on Levy…" His eyes shot to the side and confirmed his suspicions, their gaze catching one of a tiny bluenette who was embarassedly hiding behind Charle. "Wendy."

"Yes, Wendy. The little girl can't hide nothing from her older sister, you know?"

There was no use getting angry at little Wendy when she was already cowering in fear, and the Lightning Mage only groaned and leaned back against the wall. "I should get this over and done with, shouldn't I?"

"Damn right you should, I'm going to get wrinkles just watching you frown!"

Shooting Cana one last glare, Laxus sighed and nodded to his empty tankard on the table. "I'm going to need something sharp for that."


"Listen up, you idiots!"

The usual din quieted to a pin-drop silence as the members of Fairy Tail watched the youngest Dreyar stagger onto the bar counter, his ears flushed red but his gaze determined. His line of sight focused onto the barmaid in the center of the room, who had her mouth opened in a slight gasped as she took in the sight.

"I have a very important announce- no, question to ask." Laxus said, his stance seemingly unfazed by the attention he was receiving. "I've always been known to demand when I want something, but this time it's going to be different, because she is too important to be ordered about."

Ignoring the gasps and whispers of 'she?' and Lisanna's loud 'oh my god!', Laxus ploughed on.

"I've always secretly admired her for how powerful she is, but it was also thanks to her that I've learned the importance of Fairy Tail's comradeship. She taught me the importance of fighting for my friend, and that true strength lay in family rather than power and might.

"Before I knew it I was wrapped up around her little finger and I was falling deeper for her with each passing moment. I'm beginning to get to know her and want to understand more of her." Taking a deep breath, Laxus stepped down from the table and produced a small bouquet from his coat pocket. He strode up to the girl in question presenting the bouquet with a crooked smile. "And so, Mira, will you go out with me?"

A wide smile blooming across her face and tears shining in her eyes, Mirajane took hold of the bouquet, her slim fingers slowly wrapping around the packaging. She laughed and breathed a yes, jumping to loop her arms around his thick neck. Laxus' smile widened into an ecstatic grin, his usually displeased expression morphing into one of glee and relief instead.

The time they spent enjoying each other's embrace was cut short, however, as a tankard was hurled at the back of Laxus' head and loud laughter echoed through the guild. "Holy shit, that was so cheesy, I think I'm going to puke!" Natsu gagged.

"Natsu…." A dangerous glower directed at the flame mage, Laxus attacked with a punch crackling with lightning, and the more peace-loving female mages of the guild could only shake their heads as they watched the regular guild brawl ensue.

"My, my…" Mirajane laughed, her concern about the infrastructure of the guild hall a mild one as she took a sniff of the bouquet in her hands.


A/N: Um yes we need meddling Bixanna orchestrating a slightly intoxicated Laxus' confession. I also like to think that Laxus is the most articulate of the male FT dragon slayers…

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