Hi, Everyone! 3

With the Fairy Tail sequel, I've risen! Doesn't it suck that we didn't get to see much about the 6 months that Gray and Juvia lived together?! I've always wondered how it went between them.. so this was sort of born. This is rated M for explicit themes and yes, you pervs, smut! I like writing in my free time, but I usually never publish anything cuz I don't think it's very good.

Also! I'm not sure why I named this story "Blue Star" I think it's because in my mind I have a Lucy x Juvia BROTP. We'll see how I make it work...

Let me know if you guys like this! I have more that I've written past this chapter, but I'm gonna be honest, I am fueled by positive reinforcement. It is truly my drug.

So please review! Whether it's good or bad! (Be gentle, this is my first time... lol)

CHAPTER 1

"I'm hoping that there will be a place that's cheap in Magnolia.." Juvia trailed off. Her unknowing tone faltered a bit towards the end. Quietly, she took a sip of her hot chocolate. Gray looked at her sternly. She hadn't mentioned what went down between them at his parents grave, and he was thankful for that. The waiter brought him his pint of beer and he quickly took a gulp, the alcohol warming his stomach.

"I'm sure there will be, I don't see Fairy Hills being repaired anytime soon. Hell, Fairy Tail isn't even…" His words trailed off. He still couldn't believe the old man disbanded their guild. It wasn't right. They should all be together at the guild bar. He should be around his friends, drinking his beer at the bar, not here in some old 24-hour restaurant. His apartment was still standing, last he knew. He took another hefty chug of his beer and noticed Juvia's odd shyness. She was looking down into her hot chocolate as if trying to see her future in it. Her blue waves cascaded down, and with the snow at the window, her skin looked paler.

"What's up with you?"

She looked up, startled. "Huh? N-Nothing! Juvia is alright.." she brings the cup to her pink lips and sips. Her smoky dark eyes looking far away. Gray continues to look sternly at her.

"You suck at lying."

Her dumbfounded eyes round out in defeat and Gray can't help but find her expression adorable as he finishes off his beer.

"The truth is.." her shoulders slump, " Fairy Hills was destroyed.. and well... All of Juvia's stuff was in there." Oddly, she gave him a sad smile as if trying to alleviate the news from herself as she said it aloud, "I lost everything... All of the money Juvia had kept away. The only money Juvia had left was for the train ride here .. and this hot chocolate."

Gray felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. He hadn't even thought about how everyone who had been living at the Guild's dorms was displaced now. And if anyone was keeping their money in there for safekeeping as Juvia had... It was probably gone.

"No worries though, Gray-sama. Juvia can find some job postings... There must be some around here. There's probably someone who will give Juvia board in exchange for a couple jobs.."

Juvia was still talking but Gray was already zoning out. He felt guilty. He hadn't even thought about people like Juvia, people that lost everything as a result of the battle and the Guild being disbanded. I was the one who suggested we go get some grub, too. Across from him, Juvia was thinking aloud of anything she could do for a few Jewels with a painted deep blue fingernail on her plump lips.

"You've got nowhere to stay tonight, huh?"

Juvia stopped her rambling, and her expression shifted to what one could describe as melting. "Waahhh~" her eyes drooping in sad realization. "Juvia forgot~"

"Quit wailing!"

Juvia quickly stopped, looking at him in shock.

"Obviously, I'm not gonna leave you to sleep on a bench in the snow or somethin' so calm down."

Embarrassed, Juvia pushed back her cascading blue locks behind her perfectly sculpted ears, adorned with a small crescent moon stud earring. The tip of her nose was red from the beginning of what was going to become a flood inside this restaurant. She stayed quiet, taking the cup into her palms for warmth.

"Look," Gray looked down at her empty glass because saying this while looking at her was sure to start an unneeded 'Juvi-episode' as Lucy called it. "My family had this small house that my dad would use whenever he was off training. It's mine now, technically. That's where I'm supposed to be staying while all this Fairy Tail stuff is…" glancing up, he finds her brown eyes opened wide and in shock. Gray clears his throat and continues, "You can stay there while you get however much money you need to get back to Magnolia. It's fine." He did owe her, after all. For everything.

Finally finishing he looks up once more. She looks absolutely dumbfounded. She hasn't moved an inch. Gray groaned in annoyance. So much for avoiding the Juvi-episode, who knows what she could be imagining he just said right now in that head of hers.

It had been a week since Juvia started living under the same roof as Gray, and so far he had no complaints. Well, apart from her daydreaming anyway. Juvia was a good roommate. She cooked delicious meals and cleaned up after herself, and admittedly him. It didn't take long for her to find a job posting in the small village, and when she had enough money she took herself to the store to buy new clothes. She was tired of constantly having to wash her undergarments after all... She only had the one pair.

Coming back from the tailor's, she could see Gray training in the clearing beside the small house. The weather was already warming up a bit, Spring was going to start soon and now the snow wasn't so thick. With a couple of store bags in her hands, she approaches gleefully, "Gray-sama! I'm back, I'll start dinner soon!"

Wiping the sweat from his brow, he smiles slightly. "New stuff?", nodding to the bags.

"Ah! Yes! Juvia went to the tailor for a new outfit. This dress is.. Well.." He hadn't noticed before all the small rips and tears that her usual outfit had. "I also got a couple things to wear around the house and some new panti-"

"Sounds good!" He exclaims nervously. I really don't need to know about that.

"I'll bring you some water, Gray-sama!"

Once, the sun started setting, Gray made his way inside the home. It was time for a good shower. Inside Juvia was starting dinner and he'd be lying if he said it didn't smell divine. Hearing him come inside, Juvia turns smiling, "It's almost done, Gray-sam…" Her face freezes in shock and no doubt she is daydreaming once more. "What?" He huffs, moving past her to get to the fridge and get a well-deserved beer. Juvia's voice is small and breathless. "You're naked again, Gray-sama."

No wonder he felt a breeze. "Shit."

Juvia stayed in the kitchen after Gray rushed to the bathroom. She felt her stomach flutter once more. To her, this almost seemed like a dream. Living in the same home as the man she loved. It was almost like a fairy tale. She felt good, the best she's felt in a while. Soon enough, now that she actually had clothes, she could save all her money towards getting herself a place in Magnolia. And far from Gray-sama. Inside, her stomach churned but this time, not with butterflies. That's right, once she had enough money she had to leave her beloved. The world was unfair. It's the right thing... Her heart felt a tug. She still felt guilty for what she did to Silver-sama. Staring idly into the frying pan, she was lost to the memories of that fight. She had separated Father and Son.. and even though Gray had assured her that he was thankful, she was afraid. Afraid that secretly inside he hated her, and that every time he looked at her he would think of that time when his heart was broken because of her.

With a shaky breath, she mixed the contents in the pan. She couldn't let it burn, then Gray-sama would think she was a bad cook. And Juvia can't have that!

"Oi! JUUVVIIAAA"

Startled, Juvia exclaims. "W-What!?"

"I FORGOT MY TOWEL"

Putting the pan off the heat, Juvia runs to Gray's bedroom with haste. "I'm coming, my love!"

"O-OI! DON'T SAY THOSE THINGGGSS"

Grabbing a folded towel from his dresser she quickly rounds the corner of his room's door and knocks on the bathroom door quickly. And as Gray would put it - annoyingly. The water was still running, she noted. Her cheeks went hot. Surely, Gray-sama is not inviting Juvia to join him-right?!

"It's open! Just come in I'm still in the shower."

Juvia's hand opened the door quietly. Her cheeks red and her mind filling with all the possible scenarios that we implicated. "A-Are you sure about this, Gray-sama?"

Beyond the sound of the running water, Juvia could hear him chuckle. "It's not like I'm asking you to join me, Juvia." Although they both knew she would in a heartbeat if he asked. "Besides, he peaked out from behind the shower curtain. Giving her a very coy, uncharacteristic grin, "It's not like there's something you haven't seen before."

Seeing Gray there, glistening with the water going down his face, that expression in his eyes and his hair looking especially dark while soaked with her element seemed.. her heartbeat seemed to stop altogether. Seeing her shock was amusing for Gray. How was it possible for her to be so comical? She was always so over the top with her emotions, and that was what broke her? Perhaps she never thought he would actually say something like that in real life. In the shower, he grinned to himself. Maybe breaking Juvia is a good pass time. That dumb face she makes seemed to put him in a better mood.

For a few weeks, Gray would do small things purposely with the sole intent of making her make that frozen expression. However, this had negative consequences. Gray was sure that she was catching on and every day she seemed to get more and more bold. It was almost two weeks after the bathroom incident when Juvia asked Gray if they could train together. At first, Gray shrugged it off. We're mages, of course, we should train together, he thought. But Juvia's motive, as he came to find, must've been intent on giving him a heart attack.

Juvia was, for the most part, a modest girl. Aside from her boldness whenever she saw him at the hot springs, she tended to cover her body. It seemed, that training would bring out something in her that he wasn't aware of. Or maybe she was just oblivious to her body when it came to a fight.

"You're really not cold?"

Juvia looked at Gray oddly, "Are you?"

His ears perked at the tone of her voice. Was that sass? From the woman who once proclaimed she would eat-sleep-drink "Gray-sama" if she could? Gray shrugged at her words. Her vestige wasn't too different than what she normally would wear. She wore a long sleeve turtleneck and her thigh-high boots, but this-this was different. Instead of her usual long skirt with her teasing slit on the side, she was wearing a short pleated skirt. Which was "easier to train in" supposedly. And by short... He meant this would give Lucy's wardrobe a run for its money. Gray watched as she finished zipping up her boots, the zipper traveled up her long smooth legs, and one of her well-manicured blue fingertips brushed against her pale thigh. He stared, admittedly mesmerized. She stood from the tree stump she was sitting on and adjusted her skirt. Gray noted how long her legs looked with this shorter skirt and how well her guild mark would've looked tucked between her skirt and boot.

With her hair pulled back, she flashes a smile, "Ready, Gray-sama?! Juvia won't go easy on you~"

Chuckling Gray attempts another attack on Juvia, "Is that a promise?"

That's when he knew that she started to catch on, despite her red cheeks and the hazy look in her eyes, she returned "Why of course, Gray-sama!"

Their training would keep going for weeks, and it was something Gray looked forward to. Sure they would go on some small jobs together, but one on one with Juvia would get his blood pumping. The only downside was all the cold showers he would have to take afterward. He had known she was strong, hell they fought as partners plenty. But he also had the sense that she was holding back. Some of the stories he heard about Phantom and the Element Four were impressive. Gajeel would even talk her up at the Guild Hall like a proud older brother telling everyone about all the people his little sister beat up. And it was all well deserved praise.

Most of one on one was sparring. If magic were brought out, the house would surely not be standing. And Juvia was slick. He had no clue when or where she learned how to take down an enemy the way she did. She was faster and ..slippery. Not that she would turn into water or anything, that would be cheating. But Gray just couldn't get ahold of her. He would throw a punch and she would simultaneously block and somehow slip behind him and land a kick. And by the time he turned to face her, she'd land another on his abdomen. All he would see was a blur of blue and her boot. She seemed to dodge his offense moves seamlessly and would use her legs to wrap around him and move fluidly to her next move. She was incredibly easy to lose track of and required his full attention to beat. Today though, he finally got her.

She was taunting him, as usual. Using the fact that he would get distracted by her legs again. During the first session, things went down as usual. With Gray on the ground beating himself up over how he'd been paying too much attention on silly things. This time what got him was that she wrapped her legs against his bare torso(earning unwelcome thoughts about her warm skin) and in a series of fluid movements was able to get his legs up and knock him down while she straddled him.

"Wahh~ Gray-sama doesn't have to go easy on Juvia~" she teased. Squeezing her thighs against him he hissed. At some point during the fight, she discarded her boots, so now her bare smooth legs were against him. He hadn't even known she had taken them off. That habit better not catch on. She was incredibly warm and seemed too distracted to notice what part of her was pressed against him. With her face flushed and her breathless voice, Gray found this situation dangerous.

"Let's go again."

Juvia complied, standing up eagerly and standing opposite of Gray. Unwillingly he looked at her legs once more. In his head, he was cursing them for being such nuisance. He longed for the longer skirt she used to wear. If she were wearing that now he wouldn't be so distracted. Slightly, he feels his right arm sting. Juvia's legs start letting up, he can tell that she's about to come at him once more. At this moment, Gray can only feel her lingering warmth on his briefs. He starts doing the opposite of what he should be doing. Logically, he should be paying attention to her movements and try to anticipate what she's going to do next. And he tries, he does. But when she blocks him once more she angles herself, slides between his legs and gets behind him all he can picture is holding her legs as he dominates her in all the carnal ways nature intended. He doesn't really think as he turns to catch her fist. The stinging on his right wrist is searing now and in a desperate attempt to finish him she tries to kick.

Instead of Gray laying on the ground in defeat, he's pinning her down. Juvia's right hand above her head and her left leg against his hip. And they are in quite the compromising position. Again, he can feel her warmth against his briefs and angles himself for the warmth to spread. "Gray-sama?" He had closed his eyes in slight satisfaction and opens them to look at her. He expected her to be red-faced, or daydreaming, but not scared. His heart felt ten times heavier. He had overstepped, obviously. "S-Sorry" What had he even been doing? Suddenly he felt dizzy and light headed. His arm felt like it had frostbite.

Juvia wasn't looking at him though, she was staring at his right arm, the one that caught her leg. Shock filled him. It was black and as he positioned himself off of her he noted how it had overtaken everything up to his elbow. This was from his demon slayer mark, but he hadn't summoned it... Had he?

Something was wrong with him... Those eyes looking down at her were not the Gray-sama she knew. Juvia sure loved pinning down her Gray-sama and she absolutely loved wrapping her legs against his flesh. But this Gray-sama grabbed her hand stronger than he had before and the hand he used to catch her leg was freezing her down to the bone. She glanced at it and felt her stomach sink. It was black. She recognized the demon-slayer mark that Silver-sama left for him. Something felt wrong though. This wasn't supposed to be happening, Gray-sama wasn't even using Magic for it to have been activated. They weren't fighting with magic after all. Concerned she called out to him. His eyes came back. Thankful that he snapped out of it, she takes her free hand to touch his affected arm.

In her mind, she was hoping it would soothe him and draw the black away, but it seemed to do the opposite effect.

Gray's weight shifted onto Juvia and she quickly realizes he had passed out.

"Gray-sama? EHH?!"

After finally being able to lift Gray off her she managed to get him inside.

The sun was starting to set and the night brought the cold with it. Juvia groaned internally, Gray-sama was comfortable in the cold but surely blizzards weren't fun even for him. Inside she set him down in her bed. It was closest to the front door. Inside she felt a perverted part of her smirk, Gray-sama will be in Juvia's bed. She was sure he would not be happy when he woke up, but such things were not important right now.

He was only in briefs. Juvia thought about putting more clothes on him but she could already hear him complaining about how "damn-hot it is." She opted instead to light the fire in the living room's fireplace. His mark had reverted and he seemed normal now. His breathing was steady... He looked peaceful, he had a small smile on his lips.

Juvia felt butterflies in her stomach as she watched him from the edge of the bed. He was absolutely flawless. His body was well built and seemed perfectly sculpted just for her. His dark, wild hair was enticing to her. She wanted to run her hair through it, but she knew she couldn't actually do it. Fantasizing was all she could have, it was always hard to keep herself from imaging all the things that could happen whenever she was around him. She scolded herself for being such a pervert. Her heart felt heavy. She wanted to be with him in more ways than one.

She felt a sudden rush in her chest. Standing up quickly she rushed to the kitchen before she did something foolish and unwelcomed. It was cruel for the universe to taunt her in such a way. She cursed everything as she started to make dinner. Taking out spices and ingredients she hummed to herself, trying to forget about the nearly-naked perfect specimen sent from the Gods in her bed.

Later that night Gray woke up to find himself in an unfamiliar bed. At first, he hadn't minded the nice smell of vanilla and rain, but he quickly realized that his bed didn't smell like this. He sat straight up and looked down at the bed. A sigh of relief escaped him. Juvia wasn't here, nothing happened between them. The unnerving feeling came over him that he hadn't remembered how he got there.

Still have some clothes on at least. He noted about his briefs.

He came out to the living space. The lingering smell told him Juvia had cooked dinner, but where was she? The fire was lit.. and there was a warm plate waiting for him.

Scratching his head he looked around the house. He already knew she wasn't in her room, she wasn't in the kitchen or the living room. He walked down the hall past her room towards his room, expecting her to be asleep on his bed with that dumb dreamy face she always made. He scanned his bed, not here…

So that left…

The bathroom.

Heading back towards the living room area he came to a stop in front of the bathroom door. He put his ear against the door, there wasn't any sound. Frowning he thought, She has to be in there, she wouldn't go out at night…

Softly he knocked. He had to make sure she was there, and he needed to know exactly what happened. He could hardly remember anything, all he could remember was that they were sparring and she had pinned him down again.

No response. He felt his heartbeat quicken a bit.

He knocked again, slightly louder, "Juvia? You in here?"

Shit

Quickly he opened the door. The light was on and the tub had a bunch of petals and bath related stuff around it, but he didn't see her. Approaching he scratched his head again. Maybe she was sleeping on the couch or something in the living room and he just didn't see her. As he drew closer he saw the edge of the water touching the tub. Did she start a bath or somethin'?

He took another step and his breath stopped. In the .3 seconds that he looked into the bath, he was sure that he had memorized everything he saw. He turned around quickly, his face hot and his eyes shut closed. "O-OI! JUVIAA"

In his mind, forever engraved was the overly erotic image of Juvia that he knew he was never going to get out.

Behind him, he heard the water shift as Juvia sat up in shock, and then the sound of her moving again when she realized her breasts were exposed. "AH! I'm s-so sorry, Gray-sama. J-Juvia had d-dozed off!"

He walked out of the bathroom and shut the door a bit too harshly behind him. He found himself back in the living room, gripping the edge of the couch.

That image of Juvia... Beneath the water, lids half opened. Petals covered her more intimate areas but enough was exposed... enough for Gray's imagination. Her eyes had been so dark and dreamy... And her waves floated around her. She looked like a siren. It was going to haunt him in every way possible. He felt himself twitch in his briefs as he tried to compose himself.

Juvia came out of the bathroom in a towel, embarrassed. Gray could see her quickly scurry to her room as he finished his plate in the kitchen. Tch, That towel was too short. This was killing him, he wasn't going to be able to last if things kept up at this pace.

She came out after a little while. Her hair was damp, and she wore a button down long sleeve nightdress that nearly reached her knees. Finally something normal. She fixed herself a plate in the kitchen quickly, her hands shaking slightly. She was nervous. She didn't know how to feel about what had happened earlier. A part of her, the perverted part, was absolutely beaming at the fact that Gray had seen her practically naked as she bathed. But the more responsible part was mortified and kind of scared. She was afraid, maybe he hadn't like what he saw. That sent her into a spiral. Juvia had always struggled with self-image.

She ate quietly, her heart aching with memories of her childhood and adolescence. Always a Rain Woman...

Gray watched as she mindlessly moved food around her plate. He could tell something was off again, but he didn't want to push her. Especially after he just walked in on her.

"Hey, so what happened earlier." He chugged down some beer from his bottle.

Juvia's onyx eyes locked eyes with his blue ones in shock. "Gray-sama doesn't remember?"

He chuckled, his ears were already a bit red from the beer, "Did you smack my head against the ground hard or somethin'?"

Juvia's mouth opened, offended. "I would never, Gray-sama!"

Gray's brow raised in teasing doubt. "Dunno, you seem to like smackin' me around."

Juvia giggled softly, "That may be true, darling. But I would never hurt you like that."

Gray smiled slightly, hiding it by taking another drink of his beer. Hopefully, she would think the pink on his cheeks was because of the alcohol and not because he liked the way 'darling' sounded coming out of her mouth.

"Then what happened? And please explain why exactly I was in your bed."

This time, Juvia's cheeks went red. "We were sparring, Gray-sama. And then you won, but your arm.." Her eyes lingered to his right arm, where his Demon Slayer mark was. Memories came flooding back. Specifically about pressing himself in a very intimate way against her. He could feel the heat on his face once more, spreading over his nose now too.

"A-and your bed?"

Juvia noted a slight look of disdain on Gray's face and felt a pang of hurt in her chest. "You passed out. Juvia had to carry you inside... Her bed was closer." She took a bite of food before adding, "You aren't exactly light as a feather, Gray-sama."

Gray sighed. Thank the gods Juvia was too concerned with his health to have realized what exactly he had been trying to do back then. Again he felt his briefs strain against him. This recollection was absolutely not going to help.