Ice-Cold (Gruvia Fairy Tail Fanfic)

Chapter 10: You've Got Us

How long has it been?! Three months? Four? Either way, I'm. Sorry. I know, not enough to make it up. I decided to update, and to those of you who are still reading, kudos to you for being patient with me! ;) This is Chapter 10, please read. Please enjoy.

Fairy Tail belongs to Hiro Mashima, I own this story and few of the characters.

" And as we know it, the mysterious weather expands its turf even further than we could imagine. Will this atrocious rain ever come to an end?"

At this point, Gray's ears were on the verge of bleeding. All the vision lacrima across towns all over Fiore couldn't stop spouting the same obvious news. It was no question that Juvia's rain had impacted every single individual in this country. Floods were happening everywhere one turned, and no solution in sight. But all this mayhem, trails all the way back to the one stupid mistake Gray had committed.

~oOo~

Everything was blurry. She kept looking forward, trying to keep moving, but it was no easy feat. It was all so hard to see, so incredibly blurry. The rain was pounding over her head, harder than ever before in her entire life. She didn't falter from it too much, though. After all, the rain was supposed to give her strength...

Then why was it making her feel like she wanted to die, right then and there? The rain was so heavy, all sights were too blurry to make out.. Her steps began to slow down, until eventually, she fell forward, onto her face. She lay there, almost dead, just barely alive. Although she was dead...emotionally. She looked to the ground with the little space she could, considering she had face planted right into it. Her vision was still blurry.

That's when she realized...it was blurry from tears. She'd been crying all along and never even realized.

That said, the tears began falling faster.

Why? Somebody? Anybody! Please help me... her mind began screaming.

What had happened to her? How did this one so bubbly and caring young woman become so broken and fragile? As the rain poured down over her crippled existence, her sobs drowned with it.

This was Juvia Lockser.  She was alone in the cruel world, with no one to help her. She had no one to share her misery with, no one to share her anger with, no one to share her tears with. She had no one.

Or did she? Had she forgotten about the very people who could fulfill those very needs?

~oOo~

Here he was. Home sweet home. Although, it didn't feel much like a home without a certain someone. Gray swallowed hard. With a shaking hand and heavy heart, Gray slowly pushed the door open. He slowly peered inside to see the guild in utter chaos. Well, more than it usually was. Gray cautiously stepped in, not feeling the thrill as much as he would upon entering the guildhall at its peak of insanity. He easily dodged all the flying furniture, making his way towards the bar, in need of a glass of ice-cold water.

Water...

All of a sudden, Gray stopped. His gaze settled upon a certain person at the bar, speaking with Mirajane. He'd recognize that spiky silver hair anywhere.

"Lyon?" Gray spoke hoarsely, confusion laced in his raspy voice.  Said man turned to reveal himself as the one and only Lyon Vastia of Lamia Scale.