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~=~ Laxus and Freed we're walking steadily down the path. There hands entwined, silence. That's all there was...Silence. Freed smiled slightly, feeling the warm breeze. Laxus rolled his eyes at Freed's relaxed expression, but smiled nevertheless. "Someone's relaxed" Laxus comments. "Yes, you don't find it relaxing?" Freed asks quietly. "I don't particularly-" Laxus suddenly stopped in the street. Paused, his eyes widened in shock. Freed stopped walking, the relaxed expression removed from his features. Everything became more serious, not that cozy warm walk it was a few moments ago. "Laxus?" "...Laxus?" Freed began to panic. He hadn't felt this worried in a while. "Oh my god" Laxus murmurs. "Laxus?" "Freed. Listen to me very carefully" Laxus responds, his voice hoarse. "W-Wha
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