~3rd Person POV~ ~Timeskip some amount of months, and six years~

Y/B/D. That was the date. The whole guild sat in silence. Laxus and his team upstairs, everyone else sat down stairs. Some talked, but no one dared mention her. At least, not by name. The guild moved on, but they would never forget. The loudest sound so far had been the shatter of a beer glass from Laxus. He got up, and stormed out the guild. The thunder legion didn't bother to follow. No one followed. And no one stopped him, either. He walked to a boutique, and said nothing as picked up a bouquet of F/F, and wordlessly payed for them.

He continued on, walking up to your grave. He set the flowers down gently, as tears lightly fell from his face. Even the sky began to cry, as Laxus stood there, slowly getting soaked in the rain. This is one of the only days out of the year where he cried. The day he lost you, and your birthday. Other than that, he put up a strong front. He turned mean, and cocky in front of his own guild. The same guild that his father was excluded from.

~TimeSkip, One Week~

As Mystogan left, the rest of the guild began to wakeup. "Who's this Mystogan guy, anyways?" Lucy questioned Elfman.

"For one, he's a contender Fairy Tail's strongest wizard." Elfman spoke up, answering Lucy's question only partly.

"Really?" The blonde female spoke, slightly in awe of the mage that put her to sleep.

"Yeah, and for some reason he doesn't want anyone to see what he looks like. So whenever he comes here to take a job, he casts a sleeping spell." Gray explains.

"That's kind of creepy." Lucy spoke, concern evident in her tone.

"Master Makarov's the only person here who's ever gotten a good look at his face." Grey explains.

"That's not true. I've seen him before." Laxus responds cockily, from the upstairs portion of the guild. A smirk and a chuckle exerting from the blond man. This was true, you and Laxus had both seen Mystogan's face whilst out on a quest before. He had helped you both, and unknowingly shown his face.

"Laxus?" Elfman questions.

"Talk about rare." Gray commented.

"You're never here." Wakaba added to the conversation.

"and here's another contender." Gray continued the conversation to Lucy.

"Mystogan's just a little shy. You should all respect his privacy." Laxus commented cockily, his head resting on his hand, as both his arms rested on the boundary of the upstairs guild portion.

Natsu jumped up from where he was on the ground and made a fist. "Alright Laxus, you and me, right now!" The pink haired boy yelled, itching for a fight.

"As if getting your butt kicked once today wasn't enough..." Gray trailed off.

"Yeah pal, if you cant even win against a red head why bother with me?" Laxus responded, still as cocky as ever.

"What are you trying to say?" Erza growls, glaring up at Laxus.

"No need to get all worked up Erza." Gray tries to calm her down, before the blond continues to speak.

"I'm saying that I'm the guild's strongest wizard." Laxus stood up, opening his arms, to the guild.

"Then come down here and prove it!" Natsu barked back, still trying to challenge the blond to a battle. Yet while every one was distracted, a cloaked figure slipped herself into the door and took a seat one of the empty tables.

"You come to me little man." Laxus growled, and the cloaked figured looked up at him. She examined everyone in the room, but lingered on him as the pinkette geared up.

"With pleasure!" Natsu yelled, running towards the stairs only to be stopped by Makarov.

"You're not allowed on the second floor Natsu." Gramps spoke, as his fist had stopped Natsu from running up the stairs. The cloaked figure then decided to stand up, and walk down the center of the guild hall. Only a few looked at her, and Makarov noticed her walking up the stairs, as did Natsu.

She turned, just before the climbing the stairs and revealed her neck to Makarov, whos eyes turned wider than they were supposed to, and his jaw dropped. He then reset his face, and made it serious before nodding to the witch, who began to climb the stairs. Laxus however, hadn't noticed this girl. The blond mage spoke up again, "The most powerful one in the guild isn't a chick or some hooded weirdo. You want to know what the strongest wizard looks like? You're looking right at him!" Laxus exclaims. The cloaked witch moved closer to Laxus.

"What in the hell has gotten into you?" She yelled, gaining everyone's attention. It wasn't every day that a cloaked girl came into the guild and then proceeded to yell at the master's grandson.

"I'm sorry, who are you, Princess?" Laxus spoke sarcastically, glaring towards the cloaked figure. Suddenly a hand came from the cloak, moving the hood down and taking the cloak of the witch. It revealed a h/c haired girl, the same age as Laxus. A bright f/c guild mark rested onto her neck, and her outfit was also revealed. (A/N, see outfit in chapter pic owo) Laxus's eyes widened, and a few gasps could be heard from down below.

"Some welcome back I get." She spoke, shaking her head at the blond mage. Laxus was still in shock, trying to process the image before him. His dead lover, his dead best friend was suddenly back. It's not as if he buried you in the ground, but he assumed you were dead after losing you on that quest. Hell, he saw your grave, even. He visited it twice a year, I mean.

He was happy, but confused, and more shocked than ever. He walked up to you, and engulfed you in his arms. "I-I-I'm so sorry, I- I thought you were dead." He spoke to you, his voice cracking. He cried a single tear, holding you in his arms. He exited the hug, Y/N's hand on his face. Her thumb swiped away the tear, and she smiled at the much larger male.

"I'll be back okay, let me say hi to the rest of the guild first." She smiled, before making her descent down the stairs.