So, we sat on the porch together, talking about love and the lack thereof, my sex change, and the fact that a living, breathing being was growing inside of me (One that wasn't a parasite, which I felt the need to add just to clarify.) We sat there, with Bickslow only having half of his normal grin stretched across his face, only having half of his perverted talk escape his lips, only having half as much fun teasing me. I knew that he was feeling down in the dumps when I accidentally said something about wanting to kiss Laxus and he just sighed and said, "Must be nice to have a chance."

I didn't want to have my friend acting so strange. I tried everything to cheer him up, but the one thing that could really make him smile, the one thing that could make him get up and run around with his babies, teasing everything in sight as usual, that one thing was not something I could change. That one thing possessed its own mind, its own actions, and its own love. That "thing" as I was calling her, had fallen in love with someone else, and therefore she couldn't help Bickslow at that moment, or in any other moments like this to be honest.. Instead, she'd probably end up unintentionally forcing him to face his defeat with fake a nonchalant smile and a couple of lewd jokes about her outfit.

But no, she wasn't even anywhere to be seen. She must have still been pissy over the fact that Laxus told her off. Either that or she was off on another mission without us. She had been tending to do that more often as she got closer and closer to the white haired monster of a man she loved.

In her absence, it was, of course, my duty to watch over the man who had saved my life all those years ago. At times, I actually wished I had fallen in love with him instead. I wished that I could love him, just so he had someone who loved him in the way I loved Laxus. I actually did have a massive crush on him when he first saved me. The children at the institute always calling us faggots made me lose sight of that fairly quickly though, as I didn't want to cause him any trouble with my stupid feelings.

Thinking back to the time that I felt like that towards Bickslow, it made me realize just how embarrassing to both of us it would be if Bickslow ever found out about that. I had never known him to like men, although I had only ever seen him pine after one person, that being Evergreen. He would always made lewd comments about other girl's bodies, as well as those of males, but he never actually spoke with that slightly detached tone of voice, speaking of the true beauty they held. He only ever did that for one person.

We sat together, having these kinds of thoughts and conversations, out on Laxus's porch, the dew just starting to roll off of the grass and onto the dirt, the sun just starting to heat up the already warm air to unbearable temperatures, the clouds lazily rolling by, until the door slammed open, causing both Bickslow and I to jump in shock, as it came very close to slamming into the back of our heads. "Come on, it's time for you two to come inside." Laxus spoke in a sense that I couldn't tell how he felt at all. His voice was cold, yet not sharp. His face was menacing as always, but he wasn't sparking with anger.

"What, you got tired of me sitting out here with your little boyfriend while you were sulking in the shower at the fact that even you, the great and powerful Laxus, can have feelings at all, and much more, feelings for a man?" At least Bickslow still had the nerve to torture Laxus about how he felt. If Bickslow had said any less than that, I would have been truly worried about his wellbeing.

"Not in the mood Bickslow. Shut the fuck up." Laxus glared daggers at Bickslow as he turned and walked back inside, leaving the door open expecting us to walk right in after him. We got up, and dusted off our pants, so as to not dirty Laxus's house.

Right as we were walking in, I heard Bickslow mutter, "Yeah, he's not in the mood because he's tired of hearing the truth from someone he expects to just worship him instead of pointing out all his flaws." I could tell he was upset when he walked through the door in a huff, then grabbed one of his babies and pulled it close, telling it, "You guys will never be so stupid, right? You'll always be with me…" He spoke so quiet that if I hadn't been trying to listen, I wouldn't have even heard his voice resonating right next to my ears.

"Bickslow, I heard that first part! I told you to shut the fuck up!" I heard Laxus laughing from the living room, although I could see slight sparks jumping from his body to the fabric on the couch, which meant that he really didn't find it as funny as he was so desperately attempting to act like he did.

"You were supposed to hear the first part. I said it so that maybe you'd stop being so ignorant and stop hurting Freed. We all know that that'll never happen though." I didn't particularly know what was making Bickslow so angry. Perhaps it was the fact that Laxus was so short tempered with him when usually he'd laugh and joke around. Perhaps it was the fact that he actually wanted me to have this chance to be with Laxus, but Laxus was just so thick skulled that it was going to take forever to lure him out of his shell and get him to fully and openly agree to be together with me.

"Bickslow, what the fuck is wrong with you today? You're always a pain in my ass to deal with, but now you're just being a straight up bitch." Laxus's words were meant to hurt, and I could tell how deeply they did. Bickslow walked over to him, got ready to say something, and most likely attempt to beat him in a fight, but then, he just glanced over at me, shook his head and stormed over to the front door.

"Laxus, one of these days, you're going to chase away everyone who ever cared about you. You won't have the Legion anymore if you keep acting like this over a simple crush. You won't have Freed either, and I hope you know that. Just look at him right now Laxus. He's not going to stand by forever watching you hurt your friends. You're going to end up alone, and only then will you realize just how much we meant to you." With that, he stormed out of the house, slamming the door so hard that all of the windows shook. The sound of the door resonated throughout the house, and the sound of the glass followed close behind, echoing for slightly longer.

I knew why he told Laxus to look at me. I was honestly pissed off at the man I loved, and I'm sure I looked as if I were ready to slap him. Sure, they always teased each other, but it never got to the point of Laxus straight up blatantly insulting Bickslow. It never got to the point where they were seriously throwing insults back and forth. It was always either just some benign teasing or a not so benign fist fight. Never anything ACTUALLY meant to truly hurt each other on an emotional level. If I hadn't have loved Laxus so deeply and purely, I would have followed Bickslow and just have gone home, not allowed to go to the guild and not wanting to further burden Bickslow by staying at his place.

"God, he needs to calm down. I can't say anything anymore without someone getting pissy and storming off." Laxus sighed, causing me to get a bit more irritated with him. I had never felt my blood start to get hot, and my adrenaline rise in this way against the man I loved. He was being so foolish and insolent to his friends, and it was all because I forced him to think over his feelings in an undesirable way.

"Laxus, you should heed his warning. You know for a fact that I love you more than anything else. You don't need to hear me say that, but I think what you do need to hear is the fact that Bickslow and Evergreen and I all have always said we owe our lives to you. Just think about that Laxus. You are the man who saved us all from hell. You saved Bickslow and I from a shitty life of crime and bitterness, and you saved Evergreen from the fact that she might have died otherwise. We try to be the best we can be for you, and how do you repay us? You need to start showing the other two how you really feel more often, instead of lashing out at them. You haven't been much of a leader to them ever since you got me pregnant." I was crying again. I had broken down crying near the end of my not so inspirational speech. I hated being so harsh with my Thunder God, but it was something he would never have taken to heart if he hadn't have heard it from me. It was arrogant to think that way, but that man never took Bickslow seriously in that sense, and he just wrote Ever off as being an angry woman.

He actually listened to me, and he listened even more so as of late. He had actually started taking my words to heart as he slowly realized that he liked me in the same way that I liked him. I couldn't stop crying though. I felt as if I were just being an annoying little dog, like he had originally referred to me as. I wanted him to comfort me. I longed to feel those giant arms wrap around my shaking fragile figure, but I knew that wouldn't happen. He was too busy trying to act menacing and strong to truly accept me.

The words I heard would have surprised me if I hadn't have been focusing my thoughts on attempting to stop the flow of my tears. "Freed… I'm sorry... I know I'm a dick to everyone. You guys know I am too. I ain't ever tried to hurt you guys. I ain't ever wanted you to stop bothering me. I just… Lay down Freed. Rest while I go get Bickslow." Laxus was really just a big bag of randomness as of late. Half of the times, he'd be worse than his normal cruel self, and the other half he'd be this strangely submissive and apologetic Laxus. It almost seemed as if HE were the pregnant one, and HE was the one suffering through all of the crazy hormones, causing his personality to go crazy on him.

I just laid down on the couch though, strangely tired and kind of sick feeling. My stomach hurt, but I didn't feel nauseous in the slightest. It just felt as if someone were stabbing me violently in the stomach, and trust me, I've felt that feeling before. So, I submissively flopped down onto the couch as Laxus ran out the front door, presumably toward Bickslow's house, hoping to bump into him on the way.

I had fallen asleep rather quickly. I was only half awoken by the door opening and two pairs of feet walking inside, talking in hushed voices so as to not wake me. At least it sounded like they were done arguing. They sounded rather complacent, which was even better. They just had soft tones of voice, and not purely because they were whispering. Instead, it was just because of the fact that they always acted strangely overly friendly when they got over arguments.

I fell back asleep for a while after that, still extremely exhausted. It wasn't even until I heard them arguing over what to cook for dinner that I actually fully awoke. I sat up, and I just felt like something wasn't right… Something was definitely wrong, and it only took me a few seconds to realize what it was.

"GUYS HELP!" I yelled, not knowing what else to do. I was suddenly in full panic mode, my body filled with adrenaline, my heart running a thousand miles a minute. I couldn't bring myself to stand up, but that didn't really matter for the time being, as both of them dropped everything (Literally… I heard a pot crash to the floor) and ran into the living room.

"What's wrong?!" Bickslow was the first to ask, as he came running up to me, almost pushing Laxus down in the process.

"Are you okay?" Laxus didn't even care that Bickslow had shoved him. Instead, he was leaning down over me, feeling my forehead for a fever as his own forehead started to wrinkle up with worry.

"I-it's gone…" I didn't know what to say to make them understand the true confusion and suffering I was going through. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know how to make them understand what was wrong.

"What is? I ain't gonna pressure you or anything, but we need you to be more specific. Talk like you normally would Freed," Laxus teased me slightly as I was struggling, but it was all in good heart. He seemed to be attempting to slow down my heart rate and get me to stop completely and utterly freaking out.

"Laxus. IT is gone." I tried to get him to understand by emphasizing my words, but of course both him and Bickslow stayed as clueless as ever.

"Freed? Are you okay?" Bickslow didn't seem to really know what to say, but he seemed genuinely worried about the fact that I was barely even able to breath from the panic I was going through.

"I need you to calm down Freed. Porlyushica said that for the next few weeks you need to not freak out, okay?" Laxus stroked my hair, causing me to be able to breathe a little more, but I was still in full panic mode.

"How am I supposed to stay calm when I go to sleep and I'm perfectly fine and then I wake up and suddenly it's gone and I'M A GOD DAMN GIRL LAXUS." I was the one lashing out at everyone now, but how else was I supposed to react when I just woke up without a penis, suddenly owning the body of a pregnant women? There was no other logical way to react to be honest. If I had just been okay with the fact that I was no longer in the body I had always known, I would not be able to consider myself sane. It was only healthy to freak out over something as important as this sex change.

"Freed..." neither of them seemed to know what to say. Laxus managed to get my name past his lips, but Bickslow was just sitting there with his mouth opening and closing slowly, just like when he first learned I was pregnant. I didn't know what to do…