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Gray can wash the dishes. Come up to my room," Ultear said, grabbing Juvia's hands. Ur laughed as the two girls left the room.

Ultear closed and locked her door. Juvia awkwardly sat on the bed, not knowing what was going to happen to her.

"I want to get to know each other, okay?" Ultear asked, sitting beside Juvia. She wanted to gain the blunette's trust, so she will open up to her. If her and Gray were both trying, they were bound to figure the girl out. "I'll start."

"I'm twenty-one years old, in case you were wondering. I work at the hospital as a receptionist. I like the color purple, and I hate coffee. Okay, your turn."

"I'm sixteen," she started. She figured she would say the same information Ultear did. "My birthday is in the summer, so I'm not seventeen yet. I like the color blue, and I don't have an opinion of coffee."

Ultear took her turn. "I like to read fiction books based on war. I like the cold, and I don't seem to have many friends."

"I like to read about the stars." Juvia laid down on the bed. "I don't like to be cold, but I love curling up next to someone in the winter. I had friends once."

Ultear smiled, noticing that she could trick Juvia into telling her things. "You know, this really cute guy just moved into town. He came into the hospital just a week ago to fill out some papers. He was really tall and had black hair. He was really nice, too. I guess I have a tiny crush on him." She laughed to herself, remembering that day. She wasn't lying, but the story did fit perfectly. "Do you have a crush on anyone?" She was really hoping she would say Gray.

"I don't," Juvia said. Ultear didn't like that answer. "But I do love someone." She was more pleased with that answer. Was it Gray?

"Who is it?" Ultear pried. "You can tell me."

"This is stupid," Juvia said, sitting back up. "I'm going to go see what Wendy is doing." She didn't really want to see the girl, but she needed an excuse to leave.

When Juvia left, Ultear went downstairs. She wanted to talk to Gray alone.

"I found a few things out about her," she said. She picked up a plate and started drying it.

"Go on," Gray said. He didnt even bother trying to sound uninterested.

"She likes the color blue. She loves the stars. She loves cuddling in the winter time."

"Ultear, I don't care about that."

"I thought you might want date ideas," she teased. Gray rolled his eyes. "Anyways, she said she didn't like anyone."

"Why are you telling me-"

"BUT!" Ultear interrupted him. "She does love someone. I think it may be-"

"Don't even say it," Gray snapped. "I already kissed her. She punched me and walked away. Don't try to tell me she loves me."

"She might have just been surprised!" she tried to reason. "Maybe if the right moment-"

"Enough!" he yelled. He drained the water in the sink and left the room. He didn't want anyone putting false hopes in his head.

Ur sighed as Gray walked past her, not even noticing her presence. She didn't like seeing him so hurt. She didn't like seeing her kids fight. She hasn't seen him this angry and hurt since she made him join Jennifer's class a year after her late husband killed himself. He was so depressed and down. Luckily, Jennifer was her friend and offered to teach him. She managed to cheer him up, thankfully.

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