Chapter 6: His thought and Feelings

Disclaimer: Hiro Mashima owned Fairy Tail.

A/N: Neptu, I've been thinking about that lately. I've been too focused on Laxus and Mirajanes characters. I'll try but I don't know what would happen.

Laxus' Point of View.

As I entered the restaurant I quickly noticed that it was fully packed. There are no more table to sit on, so I was left with no choice but to stand. Damn! I looked like a bouncer or something here. I look around searching for a certain white-haired waitress but she cannot be seen. Hmm. Maybe she's in the kitchen. Slowly I make my way towards the kitchen and that's where I found her busily cutting some vegetables.

"Hey isn't that job for cooks and chefs?" I told her as I lean on the kitchen's door.

Instead of answering she just lifts her head probably to look at me before quickly returning to her task.

"You're ignoring me now? That hurts." I said trying to sound offended. Again no response. I slowly walked towards her.

"What are you going to cook? And where's the other kitchen staff?" I noticed that it was just only her and a chef who was busily cooking some dishes at the other side of the kitchen.

"Hey you could at least say hi to me." I said getting irritated from being ignored.

To my surprise she suddenly slams her knife on the table and put her hands on her hips in a scolding manner. "As you can see we are quite busy here because the cook suddenly caught some illness while some of the crew won't be able to make it for today. So please! Don't bother me for a while. Alright?" She asked me as if she was talking to a toddler and not to a fully grown man.

I just nod and decided to sit on the corner of the kitchen. If I won't be able to annoy or tease her then I'll just settle on watching her. I don't know but I always feel satisfied whenever I watch, annoy or tease her. There is just something in her that makes her interesting. So interesting.

"Could you please stop it?" I snap back into reality when I heard her speak and when I look at her eyes I can see her giving me a death glare.

"What? What did I do now?" I asked innocently.

"Stop watching, it's distracting me." She said. "Don't you have important things to do than to annoy the hell out me?" She added while returning to slice some meat.

"Well.. I don't have anything to do." I shrugged.

Mirajane then looked at me with interest. Finally I caught her attention!

"If that's the case then." And before I knew it something was thrown directly at face. With a good reflex I managed to catch it. I then realized what is it.

"An apron?" I asked her curiosity seeping through my voice.

"What? You said you don't have any important matter to do so use that apron and help me here." She told me.

"And why should I do that?" I inquire.

"Hey your grandfather owns this restaurant you could have at least help here!" She bellowed.

"And what would I get as a reward?" I asked but I was only met with silence. Only the sound of a knife cutting through meat and some clinks and clanks of the pan can be heard.

"Kiss me and I'll help you." I bargain. Well a man can dream right?

"If you don't have any intention to help here then just leave." She said in a very serious tone.

Sigh. Begrudgingly I wear the apron, luckily it's black. If it was designed in floral, colored pink, yellow or something hell I'd rather have stains all-over me!

"Alright then what should I do?" I asked in a very gloomy tone. In an instant Mirajane is looking at me with wide eyes.

"You're going to help?" She said looking very very surprised.

I only grunt as a response.

"You could wash the vegetables, meat and utensils there." She instructed.

So I'm a dishwasher now? But I guess I have no more choice.

After sometime of moving around the kitchen, washing dishes, meat, vegetables, utensils and other things necessary to be done. The chef suddenly shouted from the other side of the kitchen.

"Mira I'm running out of cooking oil here. Could you please get me some?"

To which she quickly replied a "Yes Sir coming!"

Jump. Jump. Jump. She's been jumping for quite a while trying to reach the box where I think the cooking oil is located. She could have at least ask me to get it for her. But nooo.. Stubborn woman.

Now she's standing in tip toes with her arms outstretch trying to reach the almighty box. And I am here, my hands in front of chest watching her with amusement. Finally getting tired with her pathetic attempts I walked towards her.

"Let me get it for you." I stood behind her and reached the box with ease trapping her in the process. When my body touched hers, I heard her breath hitched and her body instantly froze, and I can't help but to smirk.

Slowly I put the box in the table in front her and lean forward, adding more pressure in her body.

"If you need help, never hesitate to call me." I whisper on her ear and she shivered.

Suddenly the chef shouted "Mirajane the cooking oil please!" She seems to be awaked by the chef's voice because suddenly she grabbed the box and pushed me to run on the other side of kitchen. And that's when our moment ended.

"Bye everyone!" Finally the restaurant closed and everyone is saying their goodbyes to each other while I just choose to stand it the corner.

"You're Mirajane's boyfriend?" I looked up and notice the chef standing in front of me, now that he's this close to me I noticed that he's young. He's asking me if I'm Mirajane's boyfriend? Hmm I wonder why? Maybe he has a thing for her, if that's the case then..

"Yes I am why?" I asked him while giving him a challenging look.

To my surprise he smiled at me. Wait don't tell me he's gay?

"Take care of her." He said I don't know how to react. "And thanks for helping us" He added afterwards, he then walk away leaving me in a daze.

"Hey what's gotten into you?" I heard Mirajane asked. When I look around I noticed that her co-workers are now long gone leaving just the two of us.

"Nothing." I shrugged.

"Alright then Bye! And thanks for helping me." She said and quickly walked away.

I instantly pulled her. "Where are you going?"

"Home." She simply answered.

"Without me? Hey I've been escorting you on your way home for couple of weeks, you should get used to it by now." I reasoned.

"And I've been telling you for two weeks to stop it." She retorted.

"Are mad on what I did awhile ago?" I confronted her.

"Don't do it again." She said through greeted teeth.

"Alright at least I didn't kiss you." I reasoned.

After moments of negotiating and forcing her to agree for me to take her home which led to me carrying her in my shoulders while she repeatedly punch my back I finally managed to take her home safe and sound.

And here I am lying on my bed. I feel exhausted. Very exhausted! But at least I was able to help her and tease her today, I even managed to gave her a back hug yeah you can consider that a back hug right? Most of all after months of looking at her from a distance I finally manage to be close to her.

Yeah after months of admiring her from a distance. At least I was able to establish a relationship with her.

At least we are friends. For now.

I can't wait but to have a deeper relationship with her.

A/N: Boohooo. I know this chapter is quite lame but I made this just so you'll know Laxus' side and his real feelings towards Pretty Little Mira.

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