There's nothing like a beauty in the rain to bring warmth to such a cold heart.
But she really is beautiful.
The way her eyes shine in the light is enough to heat up my heart. Bright blue droplets glazed over with a distance from her friends seeking for the light that her element desires. I love the way her soft blue locks cascade over her cheeks as she becomes one with the rain. When her whole beautiful form becomes lost in her hearts element.
Fiore's very own Acionna, our goddess of the water.
I've never met a woman that trained so hard only to see the pitter patter of raindrops as her clostest grasp on happiness. The way she controls her magic, it's evident it comes from the heart. You can't help but feel her sadness as it makes contact with your skin.
But this woman, she shall never cry. For that would show a weakness. When she is hurt and when she is sad, she trains. She lets out all the pain in her heart in the form of our rain.
To you, that woman is nothing but a raincloud. A rainstorm brought on cold winter nights.
To me, she is the soft shower that a light needs to shine. She is the rain: the other half that brings us the smile of colour in the sky.
Why, such a beautiful woman ought to see the sunshine.
Such a beautiful woman deserves to be given the sunshine by a man willing to bring her just that.
I've never been one for heat, being an ice mage, but that woman is my new source of warmth. With such a love; such an innocent and pure desire, one can conquer much more than the one that wields a heart of ice. The newest heights of winter can be overcome, for the sake of her love.
Since the chill that winter brings is nothing on the shiver down my spine as her magic dances in time to the ice of none other than my brother.
What is it about him that makes her cool cheeks blush?
I could return that love she so desperately seeks from him, if she would just so much as look at me. She has said so herself that ice and water magic are the perfect combination: Nothing but the most beauteous of sights. One that could only be made more magical by the power of love.
A love that I only wish such a woman could to return unto me.
If just given the chance, I could show her just what an ice mage should be.
For you, Juvia Loxar, I would do anything. Someday, I shall make you mine.
For, you see, the true beauty of Juvia-chan runs much deeper than her pretty porcelein skin.
The beauty of Juvia-chan lies in my heart, deep within.
A/N~ I wrote this really because I'm having trouble writing the next chapter of my MxM fic.
I'm not sure as to whether or not this will develop in to an actual story or not.. Let me know what you think. Should I create a story from this or leave it as it is?
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Disclaimer, I guess: I do not own fairy tail or any of the characters I have or have not mentioned. Though I really wouldn't mind owning Freed Justine. He is just beautiful. Sadly, I do not.
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