COMPLETED: Throwing Hearts Away [Miraxus]

VIII. The Worst Date

I'm back!

Woot woot! Thank you for the 1K! I wanted to thank you for that, so I decided to go off hold!

But, since I'm no longer in the mood of writing this story, I'll end it in around 10-20 chapters. Sorry.

Let us begin.

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"Where are you taking me now, Laxus?"

I can't believe that Laxus had a whole limousine, a pretty blindfold and a really amazing place to go to just for me and this day. I don't know why it's important to him, when, really, there's nothing that's going on today.

"Well, that's a secret, obviously," he took my hand and guided me to wherever we were headed.

"I want to know where we're going! I feel like, woah!" I smiled excitedly.

"It's a secret, Mira. Calm down."

"Tell me!"

He laughed merrily. I heard him push a door open and then... I heard odd sounds. It made me tremble. Where were we? Did he take me to one of those nightclubs that I don't like? Or, maybe those crowded malls that make me feel scared sometimes? I suddenly wanted to go back, because maybe, he was betraying me and wanted to kill me. But, Laxus wouldn't kill me... he would never kill me. He told me he loved me.

I will never doubt those words, unless there is an evidence.

"Well, you can take them off when I say so," he whispered in my ear, and I heard him run off.

"Laxus?" I mumbled. I wasn't sure about taking them off. I was getting scared bit by bit.

"Now!"

I took them off, and I saw thousands of butterflies escape the room we were in. It looked like, they were in cages and Laxus released them. I gasped as all of the fear that overcame me vanished in an instant. He really did love me.

"Butterflies!" I grinned before running after them. I heard Laxus follow me, and I gasped at the view.

There were a lot of flowers, and all of them were being pollinated by the butterflies. And, they would exchange flowers, swirling beautifully like a huge, colorful tornado.

"It took me a day to do this," Laxus said, "Well, I got Freed to do runes to plant all these flowers. I got Bickslow and Ever to get me these butterflies. Then, the pavilion, well, I built it myself. It's pretty, right? Colored glass and all."

"Laxus, I love you!" I gave him a big hug and I immediately saw him blush. He laughed it off and hugged me too.

"These are so beautiful!" I said as a butterfly landed on the curve of my wrist, "Look at this one! The color of its wings is similar to your lightning magic!"

"Yeah," he replied, smiling.

Why did I ever doubt this man? It's not like, he's playing with my love for him. That'd be funny. It'd be funny if he told me that this was all just a joke. A prank. Ha, ha... Or would it be funny? Would it be funny to get my heart broken with a guy who told me he loved me?

"Hey, Laxus," I nudged him when we sat on a bench.

"What?"

"Will it be funny if someone told me that this was just a joke? All this love story we created? Will it be funny for you?" I asked curiously.

"Huh, why do you ask?" he crossed his arms.

"Um, I don't know. Just curious, maybe," I shrugged, "I suppose, it'd be funny. I want us to be forever, but what if it just won't work? What if we're not perfect for each other at all?"

"We are, I promise," he held my hand and stared into my eyes, smiling. "Don't doubt our love. And, besides, I already know we're meant to be. Forever."

"But, Laxus, what if, eventually, we realize that we won't be together? At all? That, maybe, this would all be history."

"Hush," he mumbled, "Don't think of the impossible. I love you, so don't doubt that. Please."

"Laxus, I'm not doubting our love. I'm just... thinking about the future. What if we don't work out?" I said. I could feel his hand stiffen, and I could easily tell that there's something he's not telling me.

All the butterflies eventually went away, and my heart crashes at the fact of their disappearance. I could feel the tension in the air, and the pressure weighed on his shoulders. What was he not telling me? Did he have tricks under his sleeves? What if... it really was a joke?

"Laxus, is there something you're not telling me?" I asked, and I could see his eyes look away from mine. He let go of my hand and stood up quietly.

"Nothing, there's nothing at all," he smiled at me. "How about lunch?"

"Lunch sounds... nice," I let go of the tension and held his hand. Suddenly, it stiffened.

There really was a secret.

And, I will find out what it is, no matter the consequences are.

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"Yum, this lasagna's really good," Laxus remarked as he ate his lasagna. He looked at my plate and noticed that I haven't even tried it. "Hey, you alright? You haven't touched your food yet. Or, did you lose your appetite all of a sudden? Did a fly land on your lasagna?"

"Laxus, tell me the truth," I demanded as my fingers scratched the table, creating a horrible sound. That sound represented my anger and curiosity.

"The truth about what?" he asked, playing innocent.

"The truth about everything you did for me and about your love for me! I want the truth now!" I yelled as I felt my satanic aura glowed. "I know, I feel that you're not telling me something, and the worst part of it is that, it's like you don't want to tell me!"

"Mirajane, I---"

"Tell me now or I'll crush you to bits."

I finally turned into my Satan Soul form. I was angry. I was mad. I held a grudge. I was enraged. And, because I know that the truth will hurt me. The truth will make me crumble, and I want, at least, one time that I felt strong before the pain consumed me. Just one time, and I'll feel satisfied.

He sighed before, suddenly, holding my shoulders, making my Take Over vanish. I felt shocks all over me, and I knew it. He just hit me with his lightning attack.

Luckily, it wasn't crowded in the restaurant, and we were the only ones outside. No one was able to see this tragedy. He walked away slowly after leaving the money on the table. And, I fell on the floor, without any help from him. There really was a secret, and he would go over to the point of hurting me just to hide it. I suppose, the hatred you get from the people you love becomes more painful than the secret they're hiding from you.

And, it just hurts. So much.

"Sorry, Mirajane," he mumbled as he walked away, and those were the last words I've heard from him that day. "Not today. Not tomorrow. Never in a million years. Not even if death does part us."

And, I immediately went unconscious as his heavy feet stomped away, away from whatever history we had.

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Aww. My heart is broken. </3

Well, anyway...

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