18th: Not a Fairytale

Summary: It didn't have to be a fairytale to have a happy ending.

Bisca Moulin was the youngest daughter of a man who made guns for a living. Her mother had died shortly after Bisca had reached her third birthday and so her father and her older siblings had raised her. For a girl, Bisca was extraordinarily interested in her father's work and once she got older, her elder brother taught her how to shoot – and an obsession with rifles and guns was born. Bisca was a young girl who was ambitious enough to work hard on her aim – and one day she discovered that she could use magic to improve her aim even further. When she was twelve, she had an accuracy of more than ninety-seven percent – leaving her siblings in the dust.

Exquip magic was the answer to her problem that she could never carry all her rifles and guns around with her and as time passed, she became quite good at it – good enough to realise that the little village where she came from had gotten too small for her.

She wasn't a princess and she had never believed herself to be a princess. She was used to hard work and she wasn't afraid of dirtying her hands while doing a job – and she rather worked hard than to let others do her work. Maybe this was because of her upbringing in a small town where everyone knew everybody and no one believed to be something better than another one. She had liked her little town but she had needed more space to grow.

And so she left and when she came to Magnolia, she found a guild where she could continue to grow – and in this guild, she met a mage who used gun magic as well. His name was Alzack and like her, he wasn't from Magnolia.

Since their magic was similar, they started to go on jobs together which led them to spend a lot of time together. And inevitable, she fell for him – hard – but every time she wanted to confess, something happened and so she never really got the chance.

He was no prince despite the fact that his parents were filthy rich. His upbringing had been quite good and his parents had spent a lot of money to get the best teachers for his education. But the young Alzack didn't care much about mathematics and ancient languages. He rather spent his time with his grandfather, a retired user of gun magic. The old man liked to speak for hours about gun magic and the jobs he had done when he had been part of a guild in Magnolia, the infamous Fairy Tail guild.

And so, the fourteen year old boy started to dream about the guild his grandfather had belonged to once as he practiced gun magic under his grandfather's tutorage. But Alzack never saw a reason why he should leave to search for this guild because even though he didn't feel all that comfortable at home (especially with his mother nagging about the length of his hair all the time), he wasn't sure if he was ready for his own adventure yet.

But when he was sixteen, his grandfather died and right after the funeral, Alzack grabbed a bag with clothes, some money and headed out towards his own adventure.

Fairy Tail was nothing like he had expected it. It surpassed his expectations by far and he was more than happy that he had chosen to join this guild.

And shortly after he had joined, a green-haired woman, a fellow gunman, joined Fairy Tail. Her name was Bisca Moulin and she used requip magic which made her instantly extremely awesome. She was the gunner and after three missions together, Alzack found himself falling for the woman who had always a rifle or two at her disposal and who used her guns with such elegance that he wondered why he was the only one to see this.

The more time passed, the closer the both mages got and after the Tenrou-Island-disaster and the following disappearance of the core members of Fairy Tail, Alzack finally mustered up the courage to ask her out on a date. They met in a small restaurant which had been recommended by Fried, Laxus and Gray respectively at three different occasions and maybe Alzack should have known that those three and their dates would be remembered at Fairy Tail mages and Bisca's tattoo on her calf was visible because of the opening in her dress. And so, the drama began.

"Fairy Tail, again?" the waitress sighed as she brought their drinks. "We will have to add you two to our collection. So many of your guild came here…"

"Oh, really?" Bisca asked as she looked up from the menu where she had been choosing her meal. "Yes, I remembered that Mira talked about this place once or twice…"

"She was here with Mr Justine," the woman nodded seriously. "Mr Strauss came with Miss Evergreen and even Miss Alberona was here with the young Mr Dreyar quite a few times."

"Cana and Laxus?" Alzack's jaw dropped. "I didn't see that coming."

"No one would have seen that coming – especially not after Fantasia," the exquip mage stated drily. "But somehow, it makes sense. Both of them are very ambitious – and they have been in the guild of the longest time…"

The Tenrou-Island-disaster had happened only a few weeks ago and those Fairy Tail mages who hadn't abandoned the guild rather thought of the missing as absent instead of dead. It was easier this way even though they knew that it couldn't be like this forever. Macao had become master because he had been the longest in the guild but Bisca sometimes stared out the window and hoped for someone to return – she wouldn't care if it was Gildarts, Laxus, Erza, Mira or even Mystogan – she only wanted one of the S-class mages to come back because there was no way that Macao could be a good mage … not with the emotional trauma of losing one of his best friends, Cana, during the disaster.

"Since they were kids, I heard from Mira," Alzack agreed before he shook his head. "To think of them now makes me miss the others even more. We never got to know if Juvia managed to make Gray realise her feelings for him…"

"Miss Loxar was dating Mr Fullbuster before their unfortunate disappearance," the waitress smiled. "So, do you want to order your meals now or shall I return later on?"

"We would like to order now," Alzack said as he put down his menu. "Bisca, ladies first."

"You're quite the gentleman if you want to," she stated as she raised her eyebrow. "I like this to tell the truth, Alzack."

"Anything for the lady," he said with a friendly smile.

The food came soon afterwards and true to the recommendations of various nakama, the meals were delicious. No matter how much of a bastard Freed had been during the Battle of Fairy Tail, he had a good taste when it came to food, Alzack concluded.

"Thanks for the nice evening," Bisca said as they strolled through the town. "I guess I needed something like this to get my mind out of the Tenrou-disaster."

"I am still wondering what happened there," he sighed as he stared at the ground. "I am just happy that you weren't there as well, Bisca. That would have made things worse…"

She nodded as she patted his shoulder. "Anyway, I did enjoy the evening out," she stated with a smile. "Though I would have liked it more if Mira and the others would be there to pester me the second I put a foot into Fairy Hills … but I cannot have everything in life."

For a moment, Alzack argued with himself before he wrapped one arm around her. "We will be fine," he promised. "And whenever you need a distraction, ask me."

A faint blush covered the gunner's cheeks and she looked away. "That would be nice," she muttered shyly as she stared at the stars. This wasn't perfect. This wasn't this sweet kind of fairytale romance little girls thought about. But this was Fairy Tail and therefore, it was the closest to perfection they would ever get.

And Bisca knew that this would be their happy ending – theirs only.