A/N: (Spoiler alert! Don't read unless you have gotten to chapter 413 in Fairy Tail) There have been quite a couple of Gruvia panels in the manga recently, and after Silver died, Juvia is left with the words that he last told her. "I leave Gray to you." So, of course, I had to write a story about it. (P.S. This is supposed to be after the Tartarus arc. I know the arc isn't over yet, but I'm just guessing they're going to beat Zeref and everything is gonna be fine again.)

Disclaimer: I don't own Fairy Tail.

It first started after Zeref's defeat; the smell of fresh food would permeate throughout the entire guild, but it wasn't meant for everyone, it was only meant for Gray-sama. Juvia, along with a large tray of really anything food-related, would skip around the guild in search of her Gray-sama. Once Juvia would find Gray, she would lay the tray of food in front of Gray in hopes that he would eat it. He never did eat it, and the reason behind it was obvious. Gray was depressed. He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't even force a smile for his friends. It had been a week since his father's death, and it was still very raw in his mind. Not even the savory smell of fried chicken legs quelled his sorrow.

Juvia pressed the tray against Gray's slumped shoulder again after assuming he didn't feel the frigid metal the first time. He grabbed the tray from Juvia and placed it next to him, making the water mage lower her eyes in disappointment.

Through the long and depressing days after Zeref's defeat, Juvia had tried to pep up Gray with anything she could conjure up: jokes, food, and comforting touches - which he would quickly shove away. Juvia had baked meal after meal, breakfast, lunch, and dinner for Gray, but he had rejected each and every one, including the one that he had pushed aside.

Juvia stifled her sniffles, "Do you want to talk..?"

Gray shook his head, indicating a firm "no". Juvia nodded as her reply - even though he couldn't see it with his face pressed against his knees. Juvia... Juvia couldn't stand Gray being so sad... But there was nothing she could do for him - not in the state he was in.

Erza ran up to Gray after Juvia left, smacking his shoulder to try to get him out of his sulking depression, but he only tightened his face against his legs. Erza's face glowered from her friend's sadness and rejection, and she walked away, her expression remaining.

Lucy, Natsu, and Happy went right after Erza, and they took a more bold approach. Natsu sat right next to Gray and ate the rejected chicken legs Juvia cooked for him, and draped his arm around his friend/rival. Lucy sat right next to him as well, and tried to spark up a conversation, but she and Natsu were rejected instantly by Gray pushing them away. He was sporting an angry expression after seeing Natsu with a chicken leg hanging from his mouth, and went back to his position - nose-diving against his comforting hole of warmth - his legs.

"He's impossible..." Natsu muttered after gulping down the last chicken leg.

"Do you think he'll be okay, Natsu?" Lucy asked, obviously worried about her sulking friend.

"He will. He's a member of Fairy Tail, remember?" Natsu assured with a grin, and draped his arm around Lucy. She blushed in return.

"Yeah.."

Juvia watched Gray's sad state from afar, and contemplated whether she should walk back over there and try to comfort him. He was rejecting everybody though, so it might not be the best idea. Juvia held up her face with her palms, and stared at Gray to make sure he was okay. He remained defiant in his uncomfortable looking position, and Juvia could only sigh at his stubborn antics.

Juvia recalled the words that Gray's father said to her, "I leave Gray to you." Juvia clasped her hands and concluded what she had to do; make Gray smile again, and not a forced smile, a real one.

Before she could devise various schemes to get Gray to smile, Makarov yelled out for Juvia's attention. Everyone looked over at the scene, even Gray, and they could see the underlying fear in Makarov's voice and facial expression.

"Juvia," Makarov called, his forehead dripping with perspiration, "Come to my office, please."

Juvia's eyes widened. As nervous as she was, she followed Makarov. Gray watched on from afar with a slight look of worry on his face, until Cana jokingly punched him in the arm.

"You worried?" Cana asked with a toothy grin.

Gray only slightly blushed and buried his head back against his legs for some much-needed peace.

In Makarov's office

"Juvia can't believe it.." Juvia gasped as tears and sweat came off her face in unison.

"I can't either. But you must remember, Juvia.." Makarov trailed off, now looking straight into Juvia's wavering eyes, "The letter may be written by your parents, but it was sent by Bora."