CHAPTER ONE – Blue Flower


Amidst the thick people gathering around the ballroom, a young girl managed to worm her way out of the sea of adults. They were much interested to know who the future Duke of Crocus would be, and as much as this little girl would know, she was actually betrothed to the said future Duke.

Little Juvia was out In the Duke's garden playing with her teru teru bozu doll after her boredom got the better of her and wandered around the garden instead. Though it was supposed to be a fun day as it was said this was a birthday party – and Juvia thought birthday parties were supposed to be fun, she seems to be the only child in the area. No mischievous laughter. No children playing around. Just her.

"This party's a bore." She commented to no one in particular. She sat under a tree facing a balcony. Little did she know, another little one had caught her simple comment.

"If it was, why are you even here?" Juvia looked upwards the balcony to find her face to face another one of her kind. A little boy.

She immediately stood from where she was sitting and was about to speak up when the boy beat her to it.

"I know you're someone special. You're the only kid I see among the visitors." He commented.

"J-Juvia's also thinking the same thing. A-are you…?" she stammered. She was never used to speaking to strangers. May they be children or not.

"I live here." He put bluntly. Juvia walked a little forward to the balcony in order to see a better view of the child she was talking to. Then again, before she could even talk, the boy beat her to it.

"Waaah! You've got such pretty blue hair! Now I'm sure I'm not the only one who has a weird hair color." He smiled brightly. Juvia blushed a little at his warm smile.

"T-thanks. You're the second one to tell Juvia you like her hair." She shyly replied.

"Really? Who's the first?" he asked.

"M-my mom." She shyly replied again expecting a loud laugh from the boy since she knew how embarrassing it was to have only your mom to give you compliments – considering that you are her offspring. She would be sure to compliment one of her own. But the dreaded laugh never came.

He just simply stared at her with curious eyes, which was soon replaced by a gentle and sincere smile.

"Ah! Wait for me down there. I'm going to show you something." The said boy was now gone from the balcony and was heading straight towards Juvia. She began to become nervous at the thought of talking endlessly with a stranger, much less a boy her age, and she fidgeted with things she could muster to talk about with him.

"Blue girl!" he called out. She looked at him puzzlingly. Blue girl…? She thought.

"Well, it's the color of your hair… anyway, I like it." He smiled again. He took her by the arm and began to run towards another direction. "Where are we going?" Juvia asked.

"I'm going to show you my mother's collection of blue." He simply stated.

Collection of… blue?

"You'll like it! But before that…" he blindfolded her eyes using a handkerchief and slowly pulled her into a grassy field. The grassy smell was overwhelming, but another scent was present at that time. Something sweet and forestry caught her smell. Just like her mother's garden.

"Here we are." He slowly pulled away the blindfold and a grassy and flowery field came before her. There were grass all over and blue flora everywhere! Everything was just blue. (Except for the grass that is.) A wide variety of Bluebells, Blue poppies, Forget me nots, Blue moons, and other blue colored flowers surrounded them. It was like something out of a fairy tale book. It was just simple amazing. Who knew something like this existed?

Suddenly, a gust of wind crossed and petals from the flowers scattered all over. They came from all directions, flowing and slowly descending into earth after the wind ceased. They were like cherry blossoms in full bloom – that would constantly fall down like snow after a gust of wind crosses their paths. But this time, blue colored cherry blossoms were in sight. No, there weren't cherry blossoms – they were more and more special than that.

"Pretty…." Juvia awe-shockingly mumbled.

"Heehee. I knew you'd like it. Girls love flowers, right?"

Juvia turned to look at him. A little blush crept over her cheeks. "It's wonderful. Simply wonderful."

"Young master? Young master!" a faint voice was heard from all the way back to the manor.

"Ah, crap. I totally forgot." The boy cursed under his breath.

"What is it?"

"Let's go back. Your parents are probably worried." He started to walk away and Juvia followed him close after. Once they were back within the manor premises, the boy bade his goodbye to Juvia much to the latter's dismay. She still wanted to talk to him. Know him.

"Are you really going?" Juvia asked – disappointment obvious from her tone.

The boy smiled to her. "Don't worry. We'll meet again. And once we do, we'll be together forever by then."

"Here. I'll give this to you then." He placed a small thing on her hand and closed her hand into a fist.

"It's a little something to remember me by. When we meet again, give it back. It'll be a token that we'll be bound to meet again someday, okay?"

Juvia simply nodded in excitement. "Sure."

"Young master! Where are you?!" another voice called out. The boy was about to leave when Juvia pulled on his shirt.

The boy caressed Juvia cheek and kissed her forehead. That left Juvia in a rather fragile state as she madly blushed at his gesture. The boy already disappeared in sight when Juvia got a hold of herself back.

"J-J-J-Juvia was kissed!" she shrieked. But before she could even process where she should head to next, she remembered the small thing the mysterious boy gave her.

She re-opened her hand to find a small earring within her palm. It was in a shape of a snowflake.

A snowflake earring.


"…the princess' Prince Charming went and rescues her from the ferocious dragon. And they finally lived happily ever after." Countess Cornelia read affectionately to her daughter. She put a hand over her forehead and kissed it goodnight.

"Be sure to get a good night's sleep, my dear Juvia." She closed the lights. But before she could even leave the room, little Juvia caught her attention.

"Mommy! Wait!" she shouted after.

"What is it dear?"

"Juvia thinks…. Juvia thinks she met her Prince Charming today!" she excitedly told her mother.

"Really? What's he like then?" her mother returned back to her and sat at the edge of her bed.

"Well, you see… he said he likes Juvia's weird hair color and he showed me a field of blue flowers! It was wonderful!" she happily recalled the fresh memory from earlier.

"I guess he is worthy enough of my little jewel." She proceeded and hugged her daughter. She kissed her cheek right after.

"Oh, and about kisses, Mommy… h-he also left one on Juvia's…. forehead." She shyly admitted.

"Oh, well isn't this young man one chivalrous one. I like him already." She laughed lightly.

Juvia grinned at her mother. "Juvia likes him too."

"Now, let's go to sleep now. Maybe you'll dream of him tonight."

"Okay, Mommy. Night night!" Juvia stuffed herself into bed and went to sleep.

The Countess simply gazed kindly to her loving daughter, unaware of the impending cruel fate before her and her family.

That fateful night, the Lockser family lost almost everything they had and also themselves only in order to protect the one treasure they held most dear to them and to their family honor. But little did they know that this event was soon long forgotten and overlooked by the king as it was held as a secret.

The murder of the Count and Countess of Magnolia was long forgotten by the people of Fiore.


YAY. I'M FREAKING WRITING AGAIN. Please pray for me to continue this story if ever. Hahaha!

And do you guys have any idea who the little boy was? Bet you don't! Heeeee. :)

And yes, I'm a total sucker for Gruvia and Lyvia. I love Gray, Lyon and Juvia so leave me be. Hahahaha!