So I couldn't sleep with this stuck in my head so I finally started writing again and got it out!
Id sure love to get some reviews and opinions. (:
I don't own Fairy Tail! Although, I sure wish I did!
Juvia awoke to the sound of footsteps pounding in the hallways and then a key twisting in her door. She covered her eyes from the blinding light as she heard a man step inside and turn on the light. He was tall and strong and looked violent with his arms staying crossed against his chest, but this guy was new and she couldnt help but wonder if this was her moment. She'd waited so long for another opportunity. He raised an eyebrow at her and shook his head.
"You'll keep waiting too. I wouldn't even think about it if I were you." He gruffed as he threw her some new clothes down on the small bed her legs were chained to. Her brother had said it was for her protection that she be chained down. She knew she couldn't get but halfway across the room. "You may be right. I am new, this is my first shift and I certainly could be led astray if a girl with a body like yours would give me some special attention." The man grinned revealing fangs and walked closer to her, the keys to her freedom jiggling on his hip. Juvia's eyes grew wide as he had almost word for word described her escape plan to her.
"You can read Juvia's mind?"
"I can hear your thoughts just as you think them." She decided to do whatever random motion her body went with. Pouncing forward, she slammed her head against his and carried him into the wall on the left side of the bed. He grabbed her hair and started to pull her back. Juvia fought to keep her face close to his as she belted a high pitched scream of pain. She watched as his grip loosened and he slid down the wall to the floor. Smiling, she unclipped the keys from his side.
He laid in bed thinking of all the things from his past he missed so much. How he used to fight for the good side and help others and hell, even managed to be apart of saving the world a time or two and yet here he was, trying to fall asleep in one of Zeref's many dark guild bedrooms. No matter how many times he would try to deny in his mind that he wasn't a bad guy, that he was simply undercover and pretending, he couldn't help but enjoy being the 'bad guy' sometimes. Now, that didn't change how he still hated this stupid mark. Every once in awhile, it all just seemed too overwhelming for him. It itched and burned as he tried to clear his mind and settle his breathing to reduce it's control of his chest. After a few minutes, he could finally breathe clearer. Before he knew it, his hand had made it's way to the place on his chest that once held his Fairy Tail emblem. Now, it was a dark guild emblem. Months ago, Erza had said she wanted to involve him in this undercover mission shortly after the guild disbanded. He was the only one who could be entered and pass into this world. Everyday, he let his demon mark roam willingly across his arm, chest, and even sometimes into his neck and face. Erza had promised him that this would lead in the direction of him defeating E.N.D. like his father wanted him to. The blackness only on his arm now, began to stir. That's when he heard someone open his door quietly and then close it again. Listening and waiting, his hand ready to unleash some of his burden. The smell of fresh rain filled his nostrils and he pounced.
Juvia quietly walked inside and went towards the sleeping man. He was pale and bare chested and had the most beautiful raven hair she wanted to run her fingers through. Subconsciously, she went to grab her other arm. She squealed when the man she thought was sleeping grabbed her by wrist and squeezed. He pulled her down over him to the other side of the bed and laid his hand around her throat. Her long blue curls flamed out everywhere and her doe blue eyes still stared up at him, realizing she was in trouble. This. This is one of those moments. This made the list of moments he slightly enjoyed being able to play the bad guy. This girl was beautiful and he grinned inside of himself that she was sprawled out all over his bed. Just waiting to become his prey. "Not your best, I assume?" He remarked his voice low and shakey. She could feel his breathe on her face and stared into his deep eyes. Her hand found it's way to his chest to push him back from her as much as she could. The skin she found there was warm and muscled and then there was something else. Something that burned her hand and caused her to pull it back. "Something tells me you're generally not caught when you sneak in unsuspecting men's rooms. Well, lucky for you, I can be easily persuaded to keep quiet." He mused, keeping up with his new image.
"Juvia can fight. No way you'll win." She declared as he smiled and laughed at this weird girl that seemed to just fall into his life.
"Whoa, you talk like that? Weird. Juvia huh?" He eyed her carefully when his mark pulsed that something was different about her. He'd never felt his mark react this way. It actually spoke to him now just whispering the girls name over and over in the back of his brain. "Where'd you get the mark, Juvia?" He let his tiredness seep into his voice.
"Juvia guesses the same place you got yours." She responded coldly. The man only smirked at her.
"Oh? Your long lost father you thought was dead came back to life and gave you the mark?" He joked with her now, even though he hated the situation with his mark. It was pushing him further to claim this girl. That much was obvious to him.
"Maybe not so much then. Juvia's brother made her this way." She glanced away from him and he found himself wondering just what she had been through that made those eyes seem so sad in that moment.
"Do you wanna tell me what you were doing in my room then?" The man asked.
"Juvia was- looking for a weapon. Leaving here is hard, but without a weapon they'll just throw Juvia back in chains again. Juvia doesn't want to go back. . . Juvia can't." The last part barely came out an audiable whisper as tears welled up in her eyes that almost made him feel like his normal caring and helpful self. He wanted to help her and just maybe, she could help him too. Laying flat on his back staring at the ceiling he crossed his arms behind his head and thought carefully about what to do with the girl. Juvia had made no signs of moving away from him, so he took it as she wouldn't. At least, not yet anyways. Everything pulsed within him to push her to stay with him, to make her stay if he needed to. He could feel the blackness begin to make its way back to his chest.
"Everyone I know with marks like ours has an attachment to Zeref. You stay, tell me about your attachment, and I'll keep you safe and fed." The man was serious in his statement and could hear the hestitation in her sigh. It gave him the want to grab her wrist again to keep her from leaving him there alone, even if only for a moment. The demon in him applauded his efforts in showing restraint but let him know that whether he wanted to or not, his darkness craved to own this girl, and something about her made him instantly feel alive again.
"Why would you help Juvia?" She questioned, almost hating herself for considering his agreement.
"My reasons are just that. My reasons. The choice is yours."
Juvia weighed her options. She had been captive for so many years, and could count the chances she's had a chance to escape on two hands. She wouldn't ever make it very far before they'd catch her and drag her back. Maybe, just maybe, trusting someone who's shown her no reason not to be trusted could be the thing that wins her her absolute freedom.
"Juvia knows nothing of you so how does she know you won't betray her?"
"You don't." He answered simply, yet so truthfully turning his head to the side to see her sitting beside him. "Like I said, I'm interested in your story. You stay, tell me what I want to know, and we'll have you on the first train out of here we can." Juvia was completely still thinking of what she could do from here until a voice told her to stay. Her demon no doubt. She was sure it was hungry, after them being caged for so long, but this time it seemed more calm when it spoke to her.
"Juvia doesn't even know your name."
"It's Gray. Gray Fullbuster."
"You won't, you know," her cheeks reddened at the thought. "Try to. . . d-do anything to Juvia, will you?" Gray's grin now covered his face as he turned on his side to face her and propped his head up with his arm. He took the second to look over her entirely. She wore a short sleeved tiny dress that probably once was black. The fabric clug to her in the most beautiful way. She was pale skinned but stunning with her long legs and busty chest that was doing it's damnest just to be contained. Juvia was a remarkable woman.
"Do you want me to try something Juvia? Are you feeling. . ." Gray pushed himself to sit up and be only inches from her ear. Keeping with the moment, he whispered gently, "lonely? If you want me to touch you, all you have to do is ask." He softly caressed her face. Something buried deep down seemed to be awakened by his touch and was now dominating her mind screaming yes, to let him claim her as she was. Never in her life had she had these warm feelings now radiating her to her core. She had known this man a total of maybe ten minutes and wanted to throw herself at him. Gray laughed, loud and almost refreshing as he rolled over and faced his back to her.
"I really hope you decide to stay Juvia." Gray murmured before closing his eyes and finally getting some well deserved rest. Juvia sat there silent glancing between the door and this sleeping man who still had her heart racing.
