A/N: This is my first story on here, and by 'story' I mean the one which is not a one-shot series. I'm actually quite excited about this one, because I'm writing about Lyon 3 I seriously think he needs a girl to be with him; not just go on and on about being in love with him and then go to another guy -.- And what better girl than the adorable Juvia who he loves? It's already been shown that Gray doesn't like her in that way, and I honestly think that if GruVia goes canon then its going to be kind of awkward. Maybe I cannot see them together because of Juvia's absolute obsession with Gray, which is comedic, but gets kind of annoying at times.

Also, I am a die-hard GrayZa, which is why there is some slight GrayZa in here. Honestly, I think that I cannot write any FT fanfic without even some GrayZa :P If a few of you people don't exactly like that couple then sorry ;( But this one is mainly focused on Lyon and Juvia, so theres going to be more of them than other couples.

And, this fic is going to be AU and is set out in the real world, since I always wanted to do one like that xD

Dedicated to Merlin (the cat I got today :) My parents would NEVER agree to get me and my siblings one, but today my brother brought the stray cat home to feed it and all since it lost its mom, so my parents agreed to keep it! Yay!)

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Disclaimer : Fairy Tail is not owned by me.

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Perfect.

That's what they all would call it. My life was just 'perfect', wasn't it? For everyone else, yes it was. And there was one reason for it: Gray Fullbuster.

I was abandoned by my parents. In other words; an orphan. I had nothing and no one, leaving me all alone. It was sad, really. A homeless girl with no identity, who would ever pay any attention to her? That was until one day, a certain raven haired boy came to walk across when he spot me. Torn clothes, messy hair, and looking for people's leftovers to eat from some garbage can. I wouldn't exactly say he took pity on me. But then again, maybe I would. He would never tell me the reason why he helped me, why he took me to his home, why he got me new clothes and shelter, why he enrolled me into his school, and why he did all the other things he did for me, when he didn't even know me. It was a question I asked quite often, but got the same unbelievable answer for which I simply stopped asking.

His answer was: I was beautiful. It was unbelievable, if you ask me. A girl like me, with nothing to do and no one to call her own, could never be classified as beautiful. True beauty is when the person has a loving and caring family, and I never had that. My parents didn't even bother to leave me at an orphanage because I was just so unwanted. How could he find a girl like me beautiful? I never knew.

I was fifteen when he found me, being just a year older. Later, when he took me to his house, he taught me all the basic education I had to know for about a year before I was officially enrolled into his high school. He didn't have a family either; not any I knew of. Once he did tell me, that he had a loving guardian called Ur who was very generous. She also took him in right after his family had died, but then slowly she got into a sickness to leave him too. She had left behind plenty of riches and a company very well known for him to run when his time came around. For now, it was just run by one of Ur's loyal employees who would retire after Gray took over. She'd left properties for him too; to show him how grateful he was to her.

Now, with me being seventeen and Gray being eighteen, we were known as 'the couple' in our school. It had been about a year since I joined, and everyone already knew my sad story. They also knew about how Gray was there for me when no one else was, and how he saved me. I was considered the luckiest girl ever to have someone like him. But for some reason, I didn't feel that anymore.

I was really grateful to Gray, and I still am. I didn't know when, but one day I noticed that our relationship just started fading away. We were close, yet so apart. We loved each other, but yet we didn't in some way. I don't know when and why, but now it just seemed to me that we never loved each other. At the starting point of our relationship, I was the happiest a girl could be. Who wouldn't when you had such a boyfriend like Gray? I had smiled for the first in a long time when I was with Gray, and it was a smile which never faded.

But then, months later, I was tired of people telling me how lucky I was and how perfect my life is. Maybe we both got sick of it, because we didn't share the same love as before. It wasn't as true, as beautiful, as perfect. Now, we just became distant from each other. Our relationship turned… different.

But I shouldn't feel this way at all. I should be feeling happy; happy that someone like him was still with me when I didn't even deserve it. I was Juvia Lockser after all, the girlfriend of Gray Fullbuster. The same Gray Fullbuster who helped me, saved me, introduced me to life itself.

I should be always with him, just like he was always with me. Because I just cannot leave Gray when he's done so much for me.

But then again, another part of me always said; this was not the same Gray as before. He was different now, and he acted different as well. Both of us were just not into the relationship anymore, but neither of us could leave the other. Maybe he'd fallen out of love with me, just like I fell out of love with him. I couldn't exactly tell for sure though, because there was no real proof of what happened to both of our feelings.

It was a fact that we were not the same, but it was still unspoken between us. Maybe it was because we were just both afraid that the other would break down, or maybe it was because that our relationship was too precious to be broken apart.

It was something very rare to be seen nowadays, and something so beautiful to be broken apart without any solid reason was just too abrupt.

If I was being honest, then I was just too obsessed with the beauty of our relationship. I did want people to think we were perfect, and that we were the best there could ever be. I wanted to be portrayed as beautiful through strong love, and Gray's care for me was more than enough to fulfill my wish. I never experienced love – because all Gray showed me was care, though it being the first ever positive feeling anyone's ever shown me – so faking it couldn't exactly be so hard, could it?

Or at least, that was what I used to think before it all. Those were my daily thoughts everyday; every single day when I portrayed my life to be perfect to everyone else. But it actually wasn't, it still had something to yet be entered into it. But I would keep up the front till it came along. I would keep up my act and my life together before my life got completed. For now, this is who I am; this is what my life is. And this is just the way it'll all work.

Welcome to my not so perfect life.