Hi peeps! I know how I have terrible updating. That's only 'cuz I update at random times when I feel like it. I've prepared chappy 1 on paper so no worries.
Just so you know, I have nothing against homosexuals since a bit of gay-ish stuff was mentioned in the end. I read every yaoi fic like a normal fic. And I just noted that this is the secon fic with Gray, Lyon and an OC in a Love Triangle. Oh btw, we still have our lovely OSC (OutSide Chats). I guess that'll be all.
Very unrelated topic; I'm gonna enjoy Mystogan VS Jura~ (Congrats Ultear)

Disclaimer: Fairy Tail does not belong to me. It belongs to the awesome person who made it. Now, on with the story!~

Prologue (Marian's POV)

White. That was all I saw. It surrounds my field of vision. Judging from my surrounding atmosphere, I can assume that I was in an alley. Was it morning or night? I had no idea. I sat with my back against the wall, eyes closed and knees brought to my face. I could only be certain of one thing. It was raining heavily. Droplets of water ran down my face and body. I could hear the sound of the rain falling from above, coming into contact with the ground.

My body was hardly covered at all, just a bandage covering my breasts and shorts to cover my lower regions. I could not remember how I even became blind. It just started a week ago. Sigh. What did I even do to deserve this? I had a perfectly normal life until I ran away two years ago. It was all because of her that I was in this situation. My mother only treated me with care just because she thought my eyes were special. Why were they special? They were pearl white but I could still see back then. What have I done to deserve this life? Why couldn't any tears fall anymore?

Splash. Splash.

Was someone coming? The puddles of water splashed from impact, like footsteps. I buried my face closer to my knees, hoping that the person would not have to see my miserable state.

The loudest splash came from directly in front of me. Whoever this person was, they were giving off a very cool feeling, which I happen to appreciate, thanks to my dad. It also helps me keeps my mind off of things. I felt a hand rest on my shoulder, like the person was assuring my safety.

"Do you need help?" In a swift motion, I lifted my head and opened my eyes in attempt to face the person, who was obviously a male, judging by the deep voice. Was this person trying to help me? He seemed to sound worried, so maybe I can trust this man, who I shall now dub as my saviour.

I tried to speak but all that came out was a hoarse voice that I could not make out. I guess crying for hours really does take its toll. Instead, I gave a small nod in response. There was a momentary silence hanging in the air. My saviour must obviously be thinking. I could not blame him. Anything could have happened to me, so I decided to mouth out the words 'no home', hoping that that would help in confirming whatever he had on his mind.

Suddenly, I felt my whole body being lifted from the ground, an arm behind my neck and another underneath my legs. Okay, I'm being carried bridal-style. Awkward... Wait, why in the world can I feel his bare chest against my face?

I could tell that he had a well-toned body. The thought about his body made my face burn. I could hear a chuckle from the man carrying me. "You sure seem like a rare one with eyes like those," my saviour told me playfully. I ignored the comment and shut my eyes closed. Having a person to look after me must truly be a miracle. Soon, my tiredness took over me and sent me into slumber.

You made Papa die! I hate you Mom! You don't even deserve to be my mother anymore Eliza Eobane!

"Get away from me you monster!" I jolted out of my nightmare, scratch that, I mean memory. I just had to remember why I ran away for the umpteenth time. Hold on. I could feel myself sitting on something comfy and something soft and thick was on my lap. Maybe I was resting on a bed. I could no longer feel the rain on my skin but I could still hear it. I guess I'm inside a building.

"Are you alright?!" I hear the voice of my saviour shout, accompanying it with a rather loud bang, which, I can assume, was the door slamming onto the wall. I suppose he really is a good guy.

"What happened Gray?" I hear another male's voice, sounding rather calm.

"I'm alright," I answered calmly. I felt the bed shift next to me.

"What's your name?" my saviour asks.

Before I could answer, the other male speaks up. "Baka. Never ask a lady to introduce herself. Do it first," he scolds the other male in the room. I hear a sigh to my side.

"The name's Gray Fullbuster. The moron who scolded me is Lyon," he introduces himself and the other occupant of the room.

"Oi Gray, the Great Lyon Vastia-sama did not say that you could say your full name."

"That's just because you want me to tell her your full name Lyon-nii."

"Obviously. Now, tell her."

"I'm not your servant and I bet that she already heard your full name already. Also, can't you say it yourself? Or are you a dog. Woof."

"I swear that Salamander is rubbing off of you."

"That's all he's good for. Now, bark boy."

"Is that any way to treat your senpai?"

"Yeah right. Now speak boy. Like 'woof'."

"I'll make you meow like a scaredy cat."

At hearing the two squabble, I giggled. Since, they already introduced themselves, I suppose it was my turn.

"My name in Marian Lythion," I told them.

The two's insults immediately died down. I felt a gentle pat on my head.

"That's a cool name Marian," Gray compliments me. My face heats up from the gesture. Someone clears their throat.

"If you don't mind me interrupting your flirting Gray, could Marian please explain why she was on the streets?" Lyon asks stoically. I guess it wouldn't hurt to just tell them, right?

"It all started when my dad died," I began, "I was twenty-years-old when that happened. My dad was in Blue Pegasus and my mom was in Mermaid Heel. I didn't really know all the details to the job but I did know that it was an S-class job and required the assistance of two guilds. It lasted for a month and I waited patiently at home until they finally came back. But my dad died on the job. I blamed my mom for it out of complete frustration and that's when I ran out of the house."

"You should have asked for what happened," Lyon interrupted.

"I'm getting to that," I continued, "I ran without a destination in mind and ran aimlessly. I realised what I did and wanted to apologise but instead, I realised that I was lost. I tried searching for a place to stay but people just shooed me away like a pest."

A deafening silence enveloped the room until Gray decided to break it.

"How old are you now?" he asked.

"Twenty-two-years-old. Don't bother asking how I survived," I told him.

Suddenly, Lyon decided to change the subject. "Gray, can I ask why you expect me to take care of Marian? No offense intended," he asked.

"Three words; Juvia's stalking habits," Gray explained to Lyon rather too plainly. I could almost feel him shiver for a moment. Someone stalks him on a daily basis? That is kind of creepy. The bed shifts again and I hear footsteps getting further.

"Well, I better go. I need to give Natsu what he deserves," Gray told us, sounding further away than before. The footsteps continued until they finally faded. I let out a sigh of disappointment and asked myself, "What kind of person doesn't get to see her saviour's face?" I feel a hand rest on my shoulder in a reassuring way.

"Don't worry. Once you get your sight back, I'll make sure that you get to see him," Lyon assures me. I feel my lips curve upwards into a small smile. I could feel his intense stare on me. He's obviously wondering about my eyes.

"It's alright. My eyes have always been like this. I just became blind about a week ago," I explained

"Lyon-sama, is the girl okay?" I hear another voice, belonging to a female this time. Footsteps start getting closer to me. "Oh, she's awake!" I hear her speak again, sounding relieved.

"Hello Sherry. Gray asked of a 'small' favour from me," Lyon greeted, sounding a bit irritated at mentioning Gray's name.

"Maybe it's a way for your pupil to show his love for you," Sherry, I assumed, guessed in a very delicate voice. 'Love'? Are the two gay? Not that there's anything wrong with that.

"No, I'm not gay. Sherry loves to talk about 'love'," Lyon explained quickly, like as if he could read my mind. I extend my hand towards the voice. From what I know, people who introduce themselves shake the other's hand, as a gesture of politeness. I feel a delicate and smooth hand slip into my outstretched hand. I gave her hand a small shake. "I'm Sherry Blendy," she introduced herself. "Marian Lythion."

"I forgot to tell you something Marian," Lyon told me suddenly, "Welcome to Lamia Scale, guild of Frozird."

Sherry: Is there something wrong Marian-san?

Marian: Actually, yes. Why do you think every gesture is with love?

Sherry: Because that can help people solve their problems.

Marian: Mm... Okay. But I think you just made me think that Gray and Lyon were gay.

Sherry: My apologies. I meant it as a friend-love.

Marian: I guess that's okay but the word 'LyoRay" just keeps flashing in my mind.

Sherry: Mashing two names together is mostly for couples.

Marian: Whoops.

Lyon: *shouting from afar* Sherry, I would appreciate it if you didn't make her think of him with that idiot.

Marian: My mind is keeping me entertained. Btw, I thought that Seri was always in her outside chats?

Lyon: She's busy colouring a picture of you.

Sherry: That seems like a lovely gesture.

Marian: For once in my presence, you actually used the word right.

Sherry: Hey...