misfortune: bad luck
Gray was still more than a little dazed by her focus, the air itself waited for her command and, for an agonizingly, terrifying second, the clouds stopped turning above them.
A heavy weight slipped into his veins as he watched her step in front of his hunched and bloodied form. The water mage raised her hand, her fingers pointed in an accusing manner, and her other arm held before him. Her sentence already obvious before she even spoke.
"You use magic to bring misfortune to the innocent and, now, you have made an enemy of Fairy Tail."
His entire being ached- he would even bet he sprained his soul, the pain was so deep. Gray managed a smirk anyways as her yell echoed strong across the valley and the clouds moved once more, closing in on one spot and large raindrops obscuring the dark mage’s vision.
"You will know true bad luck today!"
"Gray-sama! I love you!"
Are you naughty or nice?
Series: Fairy Tail, AU.
Type: On-Going Fanfiction.
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Slice of life.
Main Pairings: Gruvia, Gruvion.
Secondary Pairings: NaLu, Gajevy, ElfEver, Jerza [More may potentially show up as the story progresses, these are the current ones I’ve decided on].
Rating: T [Teen] - Might rise to M.
Updates: Weekly - every Friday.
Read on FF.Net: here.
Deep within Magnolia High there are many tales of romance and friendship. For swim team captain Juvia Lockser, the pool is about to become more than a safe haven when a day of personal training allows her to cross paths with the handsome Gray Fullbuster. As if having an unrequited love wasn’t enough, Juvia’s attempts at getting closer to Gray land her in a world of trouble. Love Triangles, fights, betrayal, secret affairs and romance - Juvia Lockser is about to find herself in way deeper than she could have ever imagined.
“Juvia that’s enough! If you keep doing this you’ll exhaust yourself!”
Lucy’s voice echoed throughout the room, her gaze trained on the waves created by Juvia’s swift movements. She sat at the pools edge; legs plunged deep within the waters depths. She’d been sat like this for a solid thirty minutes, her body having reached its limit a long time ago. Nobody on the team could outswim Juvia. She swam like a dolphin, beautiful and with great purpose. She was strong, evidently so, each time her arm thrust into the water ripples crashed against the surface.
Her body flew through the water with a grace that was almost inhumane, stray strands of blue hair plastered to her face. Each lap was shorter than the last, her time improving drastically. This was a woman driven. Driven by what, Lucy couldn’t be certain. But Juvia didn’t stop. She barely raised her head to look at Lucy before continuing into steady madness. The water crawled against the pools edge, the wind rattling against the windows. Lucy was suddenly grateful that the school’s pool was indoors, the breeze was harsher than usual. But Juvia insisted they come here daily.
“I have to… keep training. Juvia has to win.”
Lucy shook her head in response to Juvia’s breathless remark. She’d been adamant about winning since they’d lost last year’s competition, since she’d gotten her heartbroken. This truly was a woman possessed. But Lucy couldn’t blame Juvia, not really. If Natsu ever broke her heart she’d be devastated. This was definitely his doing.
“Fine, you can swim all you want but I’m going home. You know how my Father gets when I’m late!”
Juvia’s form approached Lucy swiftly, the blonde pulling her legs free of the waters grasp before rising to her full height. The blue-haired female threw her arms over the edge, gazing up at her companion with wide eyes.
“Juvia is going to stay a little longer. Have a safe trip back, Lucy.”
Just like that she was disappearing beneath the water once more, her form gliding beneath its surface. Lucy watched Juvia’s reflection for a moment, letting out a defeated sigh.
“Well, alrighty then. Take care, Juvia.”
Juvia wasn’t sure how much time passed beneath the water’s surface. It pulled her in deeper, allowing her to bask in its glory. She’d always loved the water; it was her only true friend. The others didn’t understand her, not really. Her love of water left her with very few friends. Her competitive nature, her possessiveness, all of it pushed people away. But determination wasn’t such a bad thing. Everyone had a reason for their facades, for the way they acted. Juvia was no different. She had a past, just like everyone else. A past she wasn’t truly fond of.
Ever since she’d received her first heartbreak, Juvia had submerged herself within the water. She’d become water itself. She was determined to bury her feelings deep within this place; she would lose her pain to the ripples dancing along the surface. She’d allow herself to be cleansed.
When finally she resurfaced a hand was extended out to her, an unfamiliar face greeting her with unexpected warmth. His eyes flickered with concern, though his lips descended into a scowl. He had the same look as him. It was almost identical. The way his lips curved, that icy glare. There was no doubt about it. He could have been the clone of her ex-boyfriend at this moment in time.
“Man, I thought you were drowning or something. You’ve been down there for a while. It’s bad to do that to people ya know! You almost gave me a heart attack!”
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Hahaha. Thank you so much. I love writing here, it’s a great way for me to release energy. Especially after a long day of writing up boring projects for school. <3
Whoops. It went from a little to a lot depressed.
“Juvia didn’t know. Juvia is… Gray-Sama… I’m so sorry.”
Her voice cracked, the tray of cookies in her hands trembling as her fingers continued to shake. She’d never truly seen him like this. Not once had she ever seen him expose this much pain.
Sitting there in the middle of the floor, both legs pressed up against his chest, Gray gazed up at the destroyed Christmas tree. The lights had been shattered, branches torn from the central core. The ornaments still sat in the box Juvia had presented to him, all of them fully intact. At least there was that much to be said for his previous outburst. He was trembling in place, rocking back and forth like a child who’d witnessed a monster in his closet for the first time.
Light from the fire danced across the walls, illuminating the room with a soft, warm glow. It did nothing to appease the distressed mages. No, they had to resolve this themselves. With that thought in play, Juvia set the tray down on a set of drawers nearby, finally summoning the courage to cross the room. Each footstep was light as air, as though noise would tip him over the edge.
When she grew closer, Gray’s eyes ticked over to her approaching form, tears visibly descending his reddened cheeks. She dropped beside him immediately, her knees hitting the ground with a soft thud. Both arms moved around his neck, though he did his best to shrug her away. With each movement she adjusted to accommodate his leaning form. She wouldn’t stand for this.
“Let me help you, Gray-Sama. This isn’t because Juvia wants to hold you, not this time. I don’t want you to hurt like this. The others would never forgive me if I let you cry alone like ths.”
Gray’s features pulled together, his head tilting so that he could see her directly. For a moment things were quiet, no sound aired between them save the crackling of the fire in the distance.
“It’s not your fault. You didn’t know.”
Juvia squeezed him tighter, tears summoned to the corners of her eyes.
“You’re not alone, Gray-Sama. She’s looking over you, smiling with you, crying with you. Don’t make Ur cry this year, don’t let her see your sadness. You have people who love you, and you love them, don’t you? What would Natsu do if he saw you like this?”
Gray stiffened in place, the mere mention of Ur’s name sent tremors along his form. He twisted in place to face her completely, both arms winding around her slender frame.
“I hate this, I hate this stupid month. I hate this stupid Holiday. I don’t want to celebrate it, I just want to pretend it never happened.”
Juvia nodded against him, her fingers shifting into his hair. She continued to nurse him against her, pushing her warmth into him. She wanted him to feel her love, the love that grew each and every day.
“Then we won’t celebrate it,” Juvia whispered, “Juvia will take down the tree and hide the decorations. This house will be your sanctuary; I won’t let anyting hurt you. If there is ever a year when Gray-Sama would like to celebrate with Juvia, with everyone, then I’ll be here to make that happen.”
Gray finally caved into his emotions, shedding tears against Juvia’s neck. He pulled her in tighter, leaving no room for escape. He needed this. He craved her warmth. He couldn’t deny it any longer; none of this was her fault. The first sign of snow always sparked bad memories. The first sign of the holiday left him with a familiar longing. He lived in the past, he knew that. But this woman, despite everything, was willing to push him through it. Was willing to wait.
“I love you, Juvia. I love you so much.”