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It's been so long since I have written fanfiction. And I know that I should be working on my original story right now, but I couldn't pass the chance!
So enjoy! And review to tell me what you think!

This story will be mostly NaLu with a bunch of side ships like Gruvia, etc.

ENJOY!

Dangerous Waters

Chapter 1: Ruined

"What do you mean that shipment won't here until Monday? No, this is not okay! The kids will be swarming this place! What am I supposed to feed them, dammit?" Makarov Dreyar practically screamed into the phone, his frustration itching to come out. And for good reason of course. Today was the last day of school in Magnolia which only meant that for the next three months, his club/ arcade/ café/ hangout for the teens of the city would be packed. And if he wasn't prepared, then all hell would break loose.

He made a face as he listened quietly to the hasty explanation of his supplier. As he silently counted to ten to calm himself down, the door of his office opened and in walked his grandson, Laxus Dreyar, who merely waved at the older man, immediately noticing that he was on the phone. He dumped his bag on the ground and stripped off his jacket before plopping down in the seat across from Makarov.

"Alright," Makarov gritted his teeth, "You do that." Without another word, he hung up the phone and turned to his grandson with annoyed look. Laxus raised an eyebrow as he removed his headphones from over his ears and left them to rest on his shoulders. "Damn supplier won't come until Monday. I ordered it a month ago to come today!" He let out an angry grunt.

Laxus smirked as he leaned back in his seat, "Hello to you too, gramps."

Makarov stuck out his tongue at the teen, "Don't sass me, you little delinquent."

Rolling his eyes, Laxus stood up and stretched his limbs out, "I have to make a call. Mind if I use the store room?" He was already half way out of the door before his grandfather had the chance to respond.

"Doesn't matter what I say, you're still going to use it anyways," Makarov muttered. "And since you're going in there anyways, bring out another box of cokes to the front when you're done."

"Fine," Laxus grunted as he left, his phone already in his hand and his fingers swiftly plugging in the numbers that he knew by heart. He pressed the phone to his ear and closed the door of the storeroom behind him. Surprisingly the closed off room had really good phone service which is why it almost immediately became Laxus's go to place when he wanted to make personal calls or when he needed a moment by himself.

Taking a seat on a box, Laxus tapped his foot on the tile floor, anxiously wondering if he was going to get an answer. When he finally heard a young, feminine voice from the other side of the line, his lips stretched into a grin and his body became less tense. He allowed himself to lean against another stack of boxes as he spoke, "Hey, princess, what you up to?"

There was curt laugh that infected Laxus and made him let out a single chuckle, "Nothing much, Sparkplug. Happy last day of school, I suppose?"

"Damn straight," Laxus replied, "I can't wait to get out of this hellhole and up there to you. It blows that I have to do this dumb training camp. But by the second week of July, I'm all yours."

There was a few moments of silence from the other side. "Laxus—" The blonde's body immediately tensed, recognizing the tone that she only used when something was wrong. Sitting up straight, he couldn't help but interrupt, trying not to betray his worry in his voice but failing to do so.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"No! No, everything's alright." There was sigh and an oncoming 'but' that Laxus could have sensed a mile away. "But it's my dad. He's really stressed and anxious lately. I think it's best that you don't come this year. I'm really sorry! And I promise that I'll make it up to you! I just don't want to do something that will annoy him, you know?"

Suddenly finding himself unable to speak, Laxus felt like he had a lump in his throat. The only thing that got him through this school year was the promise of this trip. That one month away from all the crazy things going on in his life. One month of a true vacation. But he didn't want to reveal his disappointment; he could tell that she already felt bad enough as is. Instead, he swallowed hard and grunted, "Yeah, whatever, I get it. I can extend the training camp. God knows that my team needs the extra training if we want to do well."

"I'm really sorry."

"It's okay," Laxus repeated, "I'm a big boy. I'll be fine. But stay on your phone, I might need you to calm me down before I kill one of those dimwits."

"I'll keep my phone on hand at all times. I have to go, Father's calling me." The pair said their goodbyes leaving Laxus to mull over this new situation. His facial features twisted into a grimace as he shoved his phone into his pocket and started off to look for the box his grandfather wanted, all while cursing under his breath.

Carrying the heavy box with ease, he kicked the door open and headed towards the front of the club. He dropped the box behind the counter at the foot of one of the servers before jumping over the counter. Laxus stormed over to one of the tables where a few girls were seated. One in particular looked awfully suspicious.

When he reached their table, Laxus grabbed the small bottle that she had been pulling out of her jacket and glared at her, "No alcohol in here, Alberona," he practically growled before stomping off towards the exit.

"DAMMIT DREYAR!" Cana Alberona jumped up from her seat and attempted to run after him but was pulled back down by Erza Scarlet. Dejected, Cana let out a grunt, crossing her arms and pouting, "What the hell has gotten his panties in a knot?" She and Erza watched as Laxus's friends ran after him, alarm evident in their faces.

"I don't know," Erza informed the brunette, "But I don't think it's wise to get in the path of his rampage, Cana."

"Yeah, okay," Cana sulked before throwing her head back and whining, "But that bottle was so expensive!"

"Please, we all know that you stole it from your dad," Lisanna Strauss pointed out with a smirk.

"Shut up."

"LAXUS!" Evergreen called out as she tried to keep up with her two taller friends as they attempted to catch up to Laxus plus she was wearing heels which were killing her right now. Laxus finally came to a stop at the intersection, letting out at an angry curse at the passing cars and the lack of the walk signal. He was pissed but not pissed enough to get himself killed.

Fortunately, this bought Freed and Bickslow enough time to catch up with him. While Bickslow caught his breath, Freed turned to Laxus who was glaring at both of them, "Is everything alright, Laxus? Did something happen?"

Evergreen caught up just in time to hear his answer. Laxus let out a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair. He knew that he was never going to shake these three off of his back so he might as well tell them.

To be continued...

Let me know what you thought! I hoped you liked it! Sorry it was a bit short.