Frozen heart - (Fairy Tail-Natsu x Juvia-Love story)

Who is faster - Mira or Juvia?

POV Juvia 

Damn. Damn, damn and damn again. What am I getting into again? Oh, and I was so hoping after I do the job, come home, boasting to Eric that "survived" and managed to flee from the demon in the guise of an angel, that is, the Worlds, and then wait for the return of the NAT, after which, together with all proceed to the dinner. It is true that when you eat with someone, the food is much tastier. Before I not loved there is in companies and preferred to do this in toilet, to my lunch no one took away, not botched, nor planted in him anything nasty and vast. But no. No one's going to let me go that easy.

Was, of course, option, spit on all of this and to go home, instead of, to succumb to loosely as child. Although... I am a child ... Damn. Dishonestly. She's not playing fair. And on my nerves.

All the way I followed her, she kept turning back and grinning. And it is fine just grinned. I could would to ignore and further to portray on personified by Pokerface, if would not one thing but. This its smirk eerily was reminiscent smirk Rei in those moments, when in its insane bright head crossed a new idea mockery of me. So the sight of that grin made me feel conflicted. Goosebumps with frost on the skin, fear, and at the same time a burning desire to ride a fist on her beautiful face, decorating it with a decent-sized lantern under the eye.

In any other situation, I would prefer to do without violence. Of course, I hate people, but at the same time, hate violence, it is especially meaningless. But in this case... Hell. Again her grin. Because of her, memories of the past fill my head one by one. For a second I thought Rey was riding in front of me instead of Mira. It caused me to lose my balance for a second and almost fall off my bike into the river as we passed it on another bridge

Thank God, that hallucination quickly disappeared and I saw the face of the Worlds, which for a second distorted excitement. after again replaced by a smirk. My face at this moment was gloomy. Unable to resist, I in addition to this showed more and language. Well, what? Will know how to tease. In response to this she only laughed, and, accelerating, went, more precisely, flew down on his silver bike, legs outstretched to the sides. Beside her, Elfman and Lisanne screamed with delight as she plunged down the road toward the dandelion meadow.

It was just below our farmer's garden, and was a giant field filled with many bright yellow sunflowers, divided into two parts by a fence. Behind him, there were so many sunflowers that there was nowhere to fall. Not a single open patch of land, all sunflowers.

The place from which the fun seemed to begin was in the vacant part of the field. Here some patches of grass were "clean" and there were cows grazing on them, haystacks, and two chaise longues, on which our girls usually liked to lie down. I never understood their love of sunbathing. And it's not just because I hate tanning and sunburn, I just find it boring and pointless. So hopefully the challenge she's going to give me won't be about catching fire or counting all the sunflowers in this field.

- Lisanne, whistle. - She lowered the girl from her back, setting her gently on her feet. I was surprised. So tough and all that gornica, and to their concerns carefully. Something about the picture seemed very familiar. I wonder what. — Elfman, wait for us here with Lisanne. - He got off the bike and stood beside his sister, who had a whistle around her neck.

— What are you up to? - I asked as calmly as I could. Only my still frowning face and slightly strained posture betrayed mole's excitement at all this suspense.

- I've been waiting for that question. - Her lips parted again in a wide, white-toothed grin. — Of course the race!

- Racing? -   I cocked my head to the side. Expected anything, but clearly not this. Hmm...she is able to puzzle. I thought it was going to be some kind of arrow or some other kind of showdown. And here simply race on bicycles. — Nicely. Where will the track be held?