dont own FT dudes, if i did i wouldn't be writing FF's for it. ; ;
"Give Juvia back the rain!" She shouted at him, blue eyes brimming with tears and something else, something he didn't want to acknowledge.
"What?" He asked. God, he didn't mean to make his voice so harsh, honestly. He just didn't know how to talk to this blue-haired, beautiful girl. She just shook her head and blue waves went flying around her shoulders, framing her face prettily.
"You know what," Her voice took a dramatic 180 degree turn, and now she was softer than a breath.
"Do I?" He wishes he could tell her – just to stop that haunted look in her eyes from spreading to her bones. He doesn't want her to be cold.
Being with him won't help that, though.
Her eyes shut as if she was thinking of something difficult. "P-please don't do this to Juvia; she can't handle it," He really didn't understand how she was holding back her tears, even though they were right there and ready to fall, they were just held by her eyelashes; defying gravity.
"H-how do I answer that?" He asked and his voice came out rough and calloused and he couldn't take it back as her face twisted into something more than pain; it was heartbreak.
"Think of something!" She squeaked out, bringing her hand to her mouth and even though he could see her biting her palm, he didn't do anything to stop it.
"I… I can't," He spoke in a murmur and he let his regrets soak those two words. He let his eyes fill with sadness before he locked it away – froze it in endless ice. He couldn't bear seeing her so close to tears; he couldn't bear that he was the cause.
"Why the hell not?" She asked, and her voice was scathing, and her politeness was thrown out the window (along with her dignity, in her own opinion) but she still was more beautiful than the moonlight that was currently bathing her in silver. He closed his ebony-blue eyes and took a breath, but honestly the oxygen just burned his lungs.
"Because it isn't something I took," He muttered, and she recoiled, as if she had been slapped. His eyes traveled to the ground and before he even had time to think, her voice was there.
"J-Juvia… Juvia understands," That was all she said. That was all she said. Three words, two of which were her name, but now those were the only things he heard as her footsteps faded into the night and soon enough, he was drenched by heart-pounding rain that felt like needles and her words were ringing in his eardrums. The sadness in each, impossibly cold droplet was burning with passion and heartbreak and something more, something terrifying that he didn't want to think about, but it was the only word bouncing around his skull on this rainy, pain-filled night.
Gone.
He could feel the pain in each rivulet that ran down his face.
Slowly, his heart broke with the rain.
fin
hai. just felt like a feel today. woot.