4 )/(|The phantoms and the fairies

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Gray stepped onto the ice preparing himself for the game with his teammates. Of course, he told them the game plan. It was simple really, he has Jeremy and ben guarding their net at all times, they were the best goalies. Gray would be in the upper front and his teammates would be in their certain positions the coach told him.

He felt a weight lift off his shoulder as he surrounded himself in the cold ice rink. All his worries and thoughts wiped away from his brain. He ignored the heavy, hot, hockey equipment that made him slightly uncomfortable. simply because it didn't matter to him.

When he heard the buzzer go off he immediately skated across the ice rink giving the opposing team a shake of the hands. It was when he crossed a familiar man with blue hair that his hand crushed the other man's hand.

The man grunted, tearing his hand away from gray's "you cold bastard" he snarled in a whisper.

Gray had a stoic expression, looking as cold as ever. "why is juvia even with a piece of shit like you?" gray snapped coldly, giving the low garbage a revolted look.

Bora smirked this time "because unlike you, I have something to offer." he retorted making gray scoff and roll his eyes. "Just focus on the damn game" gray spat, getting in position. Bora did the same with a smug smirk. Confident he would win.

Gray heard the bell and immediately got in position, hockey stick in hand. The only thing he could register as he aggressively pushed past his opponents was his goal.

. To win

Bora came charging at him, hockey stick aiming for his knee caps. Gray smirked, dodging his hockey stick and swerved past him with the hockey puck. He put his hockey stick in drive and shot the hockey puck in the air.

He closed his eyes, hearing the loud swoosh. He opened his eyes and the hockey puck whizzed past the goalie, into the net. He heard cheers from the fairy tail bleachers and it made his lips raise into a content smile.

He returned to his position immediately. His opposing teammate elbowing him in the ribs a few times trying to keep him back, but gray was strong. He pushed the burly man out of his way by extending his arm when he saw his teammate pass the hockey puck poorly.

It was a bad pass and the opposing hockey team would easily get it if gray didn't move. He glided across the ice and reached for the hockey puck. His hockey stick collided with another. He looked up to see the opposing team.

Gray glared "nice try," said the opponent team member mockingly. Their hockey sticks clashed as gray swiftly maneuvered his hockey stick. He hit the hockey puck towards an open Dan.

The opposing team member looked surprised as gray smirked in triumph "yeah nice try" gray said sarcastically, pushing past him.

Dan hit the hockey puck as hard as he could towards the goal and it went in, as gray had suspected.

He watched as Dan encountered Bora. He watched Dan's stick fly from his hand as he crashed to the floor with a big "thump".

Gray's eyebrows furrowed and he clenched his teeth. He looked towards the referee who just blew his whistle giving bora a green card. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME!! HOW DID YOU NOT SEE THAT!!" Gray roared at the referee. The referee looked at gray shocked and blew his whistle, giving him a yellow card. As his shock quickly turned to sharp anger. Gray swore under his breath and heard his coach's whistle. "Timeout!"

His team huddled closer, all as equally angry as him. "We've only got 2 minutes left boys! Give it your all and GRAY!" gray shivered when he heard the kind coach scream his name, obviously disappointed. "get your act together" he said dismissing them as gray nodded. Returning to the rink with a new determination.

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