Phoenix

Sleepover!

"Woah, really?" Lucy said in disbelief.

"Juvia wants to know if you have gained any memories since then."

"Not really. I came to know basic things about myself, but that's about it. Favorite food, favorite color, favorite animal, stuff like that. But I don't remember the important things."

The girls of Fairy Tail continued to question Emi until they all fell asleep.

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"So what's the deal with Laxus and that woman?" Gajeel asked.

Gray decided to answer, as Natsu was already snoring in the corner: "Apparently they've been living together for two years, but that's all I know."

"I really do not approve of this at all," Freed commented.

"You're just jealous," Bickslow gave back.

"She seems like a nice person. I think that she's sweet and caring. I mean she made all of us food, even if it wasn't really edible," Romeo added.

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"So, uh, this is my room?" Laxus awkwardly spoke.

The two wizards stood stiffly next to each other as they entered the room. The tension in the room was overwhelming, and both of them knew it. Neither of them were comfortable in this situation. Laxus turned to the side, thinking about what he should do.

"Damn her," he whispered.

"It is, uh," Makarov started, "a very nice room."

Laxus nodded and silence took over again. Eventually, Laxus could not take it anymore, so he said that he was going to take a shower and that Makarov could stay in the room to settle down for the night. The lightning mage quickly got clean clothes and fast-walked out of the room.

Makarov stood near the doorway for a minute before sighing.

"Maybe this was a bad idea to come here with everyone. This is obviously going nowhere."

He walked towards the window, wanting to look out at the night sky to calm his nerves. On his way over to the window, he spotted a couple of pictures on Laxus's dresser. The master silently walked over to the pictures with his curiosity taking over.

On the dresser stood two pictures. The first one he looked at was one of a white-haired woman and the lightning mage. They were both wearing cloaks, but the hoods were down so their faces were uncovered. They were both smiling, and the woman was holding onto Laxus's arm. It was obviously winter, as a snowman stood in front of the pair, bearing a lightning bolt engraving on its stomach. Makarov smiled fondly at the picture and started speaking to himself.

"Oh my. How you've grown. I haven't seen that smile since you were little."

The Fairy Tail master then looked towards the second picture. As soon as he saw it, tears filled his eyes. It was a picture of a young Laxus and a younger version of Makarov. Laxus was holding a flag, signaling that it was taken at the Fantasia Parade. They both looked so happy in the picture. Makarov's tears turned to sniffles. He put down the pictures and turned to walk to the window to gather himself. When he turned around, however, he saw Laxus leaning on the doorframe.

"Whatcha doing, old man?"

"How dare you make me cry!"

"Uh..."

Laxus stood in the doorframe, not really sure how to counter his grandfather's outburst. Makarov took a deep breath and walked towards the window. As he was facing away from Laxus, he started speaking.

"I see that you have become a kinder person. You resemble yourself before you turned into what you were once before."

Laxus huffed quietly before walking over to the window as well.

"Not really sure where you're getting that from. You were asleep the entire time."

"I can see it through this picture here. See? Your smiles are exactly the same."

Laxus walked towards his dresser to see the pictures, and a small smile graced his face as he looked towards the one with the snowman. He then turned to the one of himself and Makarov and looked down in defeat.

"You know...I'm really sorry for what happened."

"And that right there shows me that you've changed."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean old man?"

"You never apologize!"

Laxus grumbled something and made his way to the bed. He motioned his grandfather to go to sleep, and Makarov complied. Soon enough, Makarov was snoring again. Laxus looked towards the pictures once more, muttering to himself.

"Change huh?"