I just want to thank my readers for sticking in there while I took FOREVER in completing this short story. This is technically the final chapter; however, I may toss in an update here and there regarding the couple in major arcs of the manga/anime. It will remain in a completed status, but don't be surprised if you see an update alert in future times hehe ^_^
*Oh, I almost forgot! Within this chapter are lyrics from the song Boom Clap by Charli XCX that I found very fitting for how Kaily views Laxus. I mean no harm in incorporating the song, so I implore that you know that those lyrics are not mine :3
I do not own Fairy Tail or other aspects of this wonderful manga.
Little Love
Kaily remained still, face void of emotion. She appeared as a statue etched from beauty and stoicism. Years, so many years she spent running from her true purpose. She truly believed her father had forgotten her ever since she made herself as anonymous as possible. He had to have replaced her blatant disregard for his instruction with something else, some other powerful magic.
She lived suppressing the responsibility of what she was so violently that she sincerely began to believe that she did not have a previous meaning; that she was a simple orphan girl with minimum magical skill as she portrayed so easily. Reality was brutal. Reality was a fierce wake up call she could only ignore for so long.
Her father had not forgotten her. He had purposefully pretended that she was a lost cause. He had been waiting, lurking, and scheming in the darkness he engulfed himself in. She had no doubt that he was responsible for her current situation, that he had began the gossip and rumors around the time her proposal was announced. That audacious man once spoke of hope, change, Nirvana years before Kaily had even been conceived. He made her the key. Spirits, those delicate and clingy souls chased after her. Fortune telling and the like had been such an easy cover up. It was not difficult speaking of someone's past, present, and future with their ancestors and dreams dancing around her, calling for her. Yes, she could bring out the treasures of inanimate items, but she could ultimately do the same to a person.
The truth, the bitter, scorching truth was that she could manipulate those souls into doing her bidding. She may have never tried those talents, but she knew all it took was her say-so and all of those around her would be an army built to do her will. She felt as though she was the physical embodiment of the powerful aura her father was in search of now. She falsely assumed that he was going to use it as her substitute. That idea was too optimistic, too fortunate.
"Go, daughter of mine. Remember, you would not have a beating heart, an intelligent mind, or pumping lungs had I not come across your incoherent body. I gave you life. I gave you purpose. Now fulfill it." She recalled what Brain had said before sending her away more than a decade ago.
Life. Purpose. Breathing, thinking, walking, talking, every day habits many would never think twice about.
Her train of thought skipped as a jolt near her belly button snapped her rambling monologue back to the present. She had completely ignored every word muttered from that blasted man. Her mother had been young, foolish. She was mesmerized by Brain's deceitful words and fell in love with his ideology and the man preaching it.
Kaily was three years old when Brain discovered her existence, of his illegitimate child. Panic of opposing guilds finding out about the scandal brought him to murder her mother before proceeding to kill her as well.
She was just old enough to remember the incident, the sting of own spirit being stolen away from the shell of her body. Why he reversed what he started was beyond her reasoning- a secret so deeply knotted that she would never unravel it.
From that point on though, he acted as if he were not responsible for her death; that he was actually her savior. He used that to satisfy his own belief that she was indebted to him. Well, she could lie too. The memory of her mother's brutal demise prevented her from being affected by his persuasive talents. She was able to suppress her fear and made a vow to go her own way once she was given that opportunity.
Five years she spent with that man. Five years she provided him with the false gratification that she would abide by his plans of having her infiltrate one of the well-to-do guilds that were keeping too close attention to his own. The day she longed for would come. She remembered the early spring morning she was bid to go. She remembered how it felt as if she were leaving a prison, and the coldness of the faces from the children she passed on her way out.
She studied those faces, the pain filled eyes of the younger orphans Brain collected throughout time. Each more unique than the next, each possessing their own personality and individuality. Each she recalled had a dream, a wish that she strongly prayed would come true as hers was then.
She expected them to interrogate her or express some type of concern or distress of her departure, of possible failure. However, they only met her with silent, wide-eyed stares. No one left their guild. This dismal, crestfallen place was all they were familiar with ever since they arrived and now she was breaking the routine.
Midnight, the adopted "brother" of hers was the only one that approached her before she would abandon him. He looked over her face curiously, touching it as if memorizing it with his palms. He frowned and finished his study by tightly clutching her hands. This was the first time he showed affection to anyone.
Kaily released the hold and patted the odd child on the cheek before leaving the abyss behind. Midnight. She profoundly hated the name; the very essence of the word: black, cold, dark, shadows of a past she could not shake no matter how boldly she bathed in the heat of the light. Those hideous entities stalked her until she stumbled across a boy with his grandfather one honey-coated dawn.
Her eyes had never witnessed the joy the two shared before, the unmitigated beauty of it. Laxus caught her eager ogling and greeted her with a smile of unadulterated sincerity. Its warmth scorched her to the bone. Everything about the boy contrasted everything she knew. He epitomized the golden orb that made the sky a sweet yellow that morning.
*He was the light and she did follow. He helped her lose her shadow. He was the sun, a glowing halo, and she would always burn with his love.
Now, she sheltered a part of the precious radiance within her. A little candle light glowing brighter, bolder each day. The vibrant soul he possessed made her feel as if she found home; a shelter of happiness that was about to be robbed from her.
The fears she ignored, the fears hidden in ignorance new throttled every nerve she possessed. How could she pretend for so many years in a false since of security; that she could be free from her nasty past? Laxus, full of rue and writhing in his own trepidation of her, was about to expose her skeletons.
Maybe, just maybe she could confront the breath of her life before anyone else reached him. The only way to achieve peace would be to approach the madness he created. She wearily packed a traveling bag with a few outfits and personal items before turning to her desk to write a letter in case the worst occurred.
Dearest Laxus,
If you are reading this, it means that I have failed you, myself, and our guild that I hold preciously to my soul. Alas, I'll skip over the heartfelt words I wish to tickle your ears with and get to the answers you are seeking. It's true, I am not all I have appeared to be. Yes, I could be the dreadful plague I was sent to be and devastate all. Not once have I ever intended to be. No, I never set out to bring danger on this beloved home of ours. But, by keeping my secrets, I inadvertently did.
I am not the beast you've heard rumor of, but keeping my magic private created one within you. My own cowardice at what the guild, what Makarov, what you would do to me if I had been honest clouded my purest intentions and has led to this war. Now, consequences I hoped beyond hope that I would avoid are now being brought to my attention.
The current events and those yet to come are under my responsibility. I am accountable. If I ruin my chances of regaining your trust and love, I need you to know that my own love for you never faded, never waned and will always be there. Please, oh please understand that I held back my past in secrecy to protect all of you, even myself.
Love, your little Lightening Bug
Kaily, young and afraid, dabbed away the fresh tears dampening her face- a face mirroring someone who had the misfortune of being caught in the rain. She folded the letter, sealed it in an envelope, and tucked it into her travel bag.
The porcelain-faced beauty looked over herself in the full-length mirror located at the end of the hallway opposite of her exit. Her skin glimmered in response to the tiny murmur in her abdomen. The idea of the mini Dreyar encouraged her to proceed. Nothing could harm her with this little love inside her growing womb.
That was her conviction as she found herself weaving around the chaos engulfing the city. The surrounding spectators stood in bafflement and mystification at the performances. It was well that they could not differentiate between an actual fight and a spectacle. Kaily successfully avoided any unnecessary confrontation. The layout from each trap was placed so precisely, so planned that she could tell that its purpose was to lead her directly to her trouble-making husband.
A new member, Lucy, interrupted Kaily's thoughts. The teen was providing encouragement for the others to destroy the Thunder Palace surrounding the city with its tantalizing ferocity. Kaily used it to strengthen her own resolve.
Soon, she found herself trembling, knees knocking as she neared the Kardia Cathedral. It was only a matter of minutes, but it felt like a lifetime. She heard the rage permeate Laxus's voice and the heated vow he roared the second his oceanic eyes locked onto her ghostly grey ones. He once succumbed to the sheer heavenliness she possessed, but now his face was full of loathing. He looked at her as if she were an abomination. At once, she knew she was too late.
The barely audible "wait" that escaped her quivering lips as she held out the farewell letter not even she envisioned she would be forced to entrust to the man she idolized for so long. Ironic how she could never foresee her own future.
"Fairy Law" the revered words were spat and Kaily fell.
She descended rapidly into the humidity of the spell's fire. Every sense was brimming in vehement warmth, yet she felt no pain. The sinister power she had that she dedicated her youth in concealing began to empty from every exposed pore. Fear, anxiety, doom, and any hesitation she ever beheld was extracted along with her ominous magic. The last emotions she experienced were those of hope, joy, and above all relief; all of which she had tasted the first time she saw him, Laxus.
Months passed since that terrifying battle. Kaily was rid of all magical ability, but was healthier than before. All surrounded her hospital bedside presently. The attack was never against her, but the evil Brain pressured inside her. Laxus freed her of the burden and in turn was forced from Fairy Tail. Only he would fully understand such a sacrifice. For the sake of his growing family, he kept Kaily's past as such and never explained his behavior to Makarov.
Those surrounding Kaily bid her well as they left the couple to enjoy the new bundle of the purest beauty they recently acquired. Their delicate daughter, Lexi, cooed as her father rocked her in his arms. Kaily watched in awe. Despite the hand she was dealt as a child, she knew of love, she knew of family, and now she knew that everything could be saved with only a little love.