Fairy Tail High Love

Mission Erza Is A Go

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Chapter 31:

"And that's what I did!" Erza said proudly.

Lucy and the others clapped.

The girls had all gathered for defense class which was the last class before lunch.

Kinana put a comforting arm over Levy.

"It's okay, Levy."

"It's not." Levy took a deep breath, "Exactly what were you two talking about?"

Erza stared back with an innocent expression, "It wasn't about you and Gajeel."

Mirajane began to giggle again and Levy sighed.

These girls were impossible.

Laxus walked to his grandfather's office.

He slid into the waiting room both relieved and disappointed to find Mirajane missing.

He wondered where the beautiful girl could be as he knocked on the door to his grandfather's cabin.

Why'd the old man want to see him?

Makarov's voice called out to him, "Come in."

Laxus opened the door and stepped into the headmaster's office.

The place he'd dreamed of working in one day.

Just to please his grandfather.

Laxus looked at the little, old man behind the desk, "Whaddya want?"

The blond boy cursed under his breath.

He wasn't used to talking to his grandfather.

Laxus Dreyar wondered how he had gotten so distant from the man he'd always looked up to.

The answer came to him and he quickly shut it out.

This wasn't the time for regret and shame to swallow him up.

Makarov met his grandson's eyes, "Laxus. I'd like to talk to you about the magic they say will swallow up the land of Fiore."

Laxus nodded."Yeah?"

"Well," Makarov clasped his hands on top of the desk before him, "I was thinkin' about transforming Fairy Tail High into a magic school. Training kids to channel whatever magic power they feel like possessing."

"Alright." Laxus wasn't sure where his grandfather was going with this.

Makarov scratched the back of his head, "Uh, I wanted to know what you thought about this... situation..."

Laxus' eyes widened a fraction.

Did the old man just ask him for an opinion? Makarov started a conversation with him?

Something wasn't right.

The old man was a stubborn old goat and wouldn't budge until...

Laxus' mind wandered over to a certain silver haired beauty.

He shook his head.

She couldn't have anything to do with this.

Laxus prepared what he'd say to his grandfather even as his thoughts stayed on Mirajane Strauss.