Title: Inexplicable
Summary: Juvia and Cana weren't entirely sure what they had, they just knew it transcended any words they could use to describe it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail.
Koi No Yokan (Japanese): The sense upon first meeting a person that the two of you are going to fall in love.
The rain pounded on her umbrella like usual, the roar of it drowning out any other sounds. Juvia shifted a little to the right to avoid a growing puddle, twisting her head back and forth in hopes that Totomaru would show up under one of the street lamps. She shouldn't have let him go off on whatever super important errand he had to go do after their mission was finished and Juvia really wished she hadn't promised Totomaru that she would stay in that exact spot. The store fronts flickered across the street and Juvia wished she and Totomaru had agreed to meet up in one of them instead of outside.
It was bad enough she always had to deal with the rain. Being forced to wait out in it just seemed like a special dose of torture.
A shadow flickered in the corner of her eye and Juvia turned, figuring it was just some poor passerby trying to escape her rain like usual. The figure kept moving out her vision though and Juvia twisted with a huff (Master Porla's constant warnings of people seeking revenge were starting to get to her). Juvia tensed for a fight, only to nearly drop her umbrella when she saw the person.
It was a girl dancing. Juvia could see the raindrops clinging to her closed eyes and the way they slid down her cheeks to gather at the curve of her mouth. Her dark curls clung to her cheeks and shoulders, though she didn't seem to mind them or her soaked clothes as she twirled and jumped aimlessly around the street. The roar of the rain and dim streetlights cut the girl off from the rest of the world, making her ephermental. Juvia gasped when the girl's eyes snapped open, only she was ignored as the girl started jumping in the puddles with obvious glee.
Juvia gaped. She had never seen anyone enjoy her rain before.
Jealousy, sharp and hot, pierced Juvia's core. Whereas Juvia's storm only represented her never ending turmoil, this girl somehow found comfort in it. She bloomed where Juvia wilted, and Juvia couldn't help the way her hands clenched her umbrella or the way her lips twisted into a snarl. She hissed and had to stomp down the urge to make the storm even worse.
And yet, Juvia also had the feeling that she wasn't supposed to be seeing this dance. The girl's eyes were distant and her moves lazy as she spun, her steps just off enough to give her a whimsical air. Her dance was constantly interrupted as she found new puddles to jump in, only to resume carelessly again when the girl's heel inevitably slipped along the cobblestones and she had to twist to keep her balance. Her ignorance of Juvia's presence helped sooth the jealousy burning in her. The longer Juvia watched the girl, the more her jealousy subsided and her curiosity grew. What would it be like to experience the rain like she did?
The girl came close enough that Juvia could her laughter and her heels clacking despite the rain. She spun one last time with a smile and ended her dance by jumping in the biggest puddle, her eyes sparkling with delight as the grimy water splashed around her legs.
Juvia stared for a moment, entranced, before furtively looking around for cover. She didn't want the girl to see her.
"Uh…"
Juvia winced before turning back to the girl, who was sheepishly scratching the back of her head. The girl looked down at her feet, a flush spreading across her cheeks. Juvia shifted uncomfortably, wondering what she was supposed to say.
"Well…" The girl looked up, her eyes somehow dancing despite the dim lighting and the water dripping into her eyes. "Nice weather we're having?"
Juvia couldn't do more than gape as the girl smiled sheepishly again before running past her. Juvia began to reach for the girl's wrist, stopping before her hand barely passed her side. Juvia bit her lip and pulled her hand back the few inches it had travelled, instead staring longingly at the girl disappearing down the street.
Just because she wanted to love herself as much as that girl loved the rain didn't mean she could just bug random strangers.
Still, Juvia couldn't help but feel she just missed out on a great opportunity.
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