Oops. I got sucked into this ship by accident. But like...it's really calling my Zutara feels back, so of course I'm going to write a crap ton of these. That said, get ready if you want to go down with this ship with me. I've never written Juvia or Totomaru before, so wish me luck! (In fact, I didn't even know who the guy was before I saw fanart of this crack ship.)

These are all separate and individual drabbles. They can be connected, if you want them to be. Most of these will take place pre-Phantom Lord arc. Juvia's characterization is quite different then.

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Totomaru didn't mind the rain if he meant being under her umbrella.

"Oh, Juvia!" he called out to his fellow Elemental teammate. "Where you going?"

The bluenette spun around and looked at him, her eyes flashing back at him unamused.

Her eyes were dull but for even within the few split seconds she first made contact with him he became frozen in her gaze. True to her nature, the water mage possessed such aqua orbs so deep he was afraid that he'd drown in them, and that she'd swallow his flames whole and breathe him out in a steamy exhale.

The fire mage caught up to her, stepping within her range of pouring rain, leaning forward and tilting his head down to face her. Drip drip drops fell onto the back of his neck, rolling down underneath his shirt and running along his spine, raising shivers over his chilled body.

"Out," she simply replied, unwilling to divulge him in the details—and he shuddered at the coldness of her curt response.

She tamed the passionate fire in his heart in her cool insouciant aura but always always always despite this, he felt so much more in love with her, the slow burning embers of his unrequited feelings growing stronger.

Not hearing a response from him after a few seconds, she then turned her heel, the rain moving on with her.

He watched her walking away for a moment, gradually becoming more aware of his slightly dampened clothes and the draft of chilly wind from her leave.

He chuckled to himself before running up to match her pace and ducking under her umbrella.

It took a couple of steps for him to get into the same rhythm as her but it wasn't long before she relaxed her gait and raised her umbrella up a few inches to accommodate his height.

He turned his head slightly to hide a gentle smile. He knew that she didn't mind when he followed the storm out with her, and he knew that she was still working on getting used to having company and the attention of others that actually cared for her.

And one day he hoped to melt the ice around her heart.

Yay? Nay? Okay? Let me know in the comments below!

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