A/N: A random one-shot that had been inspired by Eve's snow in chapter 270. I think it fits perfectly, no? Anyway (said it just for you, Mercy) here's the story.
She didn't mind the cold, but she wouldn't run naked through the street on the coldest day of the year, like a certain someone was doing at that particular moment. There were a lot of things she was expecting to see when she opened her window that morning, and that had not been one of them. Gray had a habit of stripping, but usually he had the decency to keep his boxers on, but not this time. He was free-ballin', going commando, strutting in his birthday, what ever you would call it - it didn't change the fact that Gray Fullbuster was romping through the streets of Magnolia Town in the nude.
With an exasperated sigh, she opened her window and stuck her head outside. "Gray! Put your clothes on!"
The exhibitionist stopped dead, looking around for the voice that had suddenly called to him. His dark eyes eventually landed on the blonde mage who was sitting in her window, head resting on her hand.
"What?" He called, obviously oblivious to the fact that he was strutting the commando.
"Your clothes?" She asked shaking her head.
The ice mage looked down and nearly jumped out of his skin.
Now he notices. She sighed, rolling her eyes to the ceiling. I swear, sometimes he's as dense as Natsu.
When she looked back at the street, he was gone. Snow was falling from the sky, laying a thick blanket of white crystals over the city. It was beautiful, absolutely breath taking. She remembered being little, having snowball fights in the court yard with some of the serving staff or even taking long walks with her mother just to see the snow. The sight of it now caused a wave of nostalgia to wash over her. With a content sigh, the blonde turned from the window and began selecting that day's outfit.
It was the usual commotion in the guild, Natsu had started a fight and the majority of the male members had been pulled in. Behind the bar, Mira cleaned a glass, her usual smile seen upon her pretty face. At the far end of the bar sat Laxus, sucking down one beer after another. On the side of the bar opposite of Laxus were Wendy and the three Exceeds. At the far table in the back sat Levy and the rest of Team Shadowgear. The scene seemed to be nothing more than Jet and Droy shouting and romping around the table as Levy read, completely oblivious to the commotion around her.
Lucy had come through the front doors in the middle of it all and if it hadn't have been for Gray's last moment interception, she would have taken a beer keg to the head. He was only wearing a pair of pants, but that was better than what he was, or rather wasn't, seen in that morning. After avoiding another flying object, the blonde mage made her way to the bar and plopped down on one if the cushioned seats. Mira set her glass on a rack behind the counter and approached he blonde mage.
"Hello, Lucy. How are you today?"
"Fine." The Stellar mage replied with a smile. "Can I get a glass of orange juice?"
"Sure thing!" Mira replied happily. She came back moments later with the glass and set it in front of Lucy. As the blonde took a ship, she leaned forward, putting her weight on her forearms until her mouth was right by the blonde's ear. "I heard from somewhere that Gray's got an eye out for you."
Lucy jerked back, nearly falling to the floor, her face burning. She looked at the fair haired mage, brown eyes widening as her words looped through her mind. She broke into a fit of coughing as she chocked on the drink the mage had brought her moments before. She was about to ask the mage what she could possibly mean by that, but she turned and left to refill Laxus's mug. The blonde let a sigh and a juicy curse escape her lips as she rubbed her temples. Mira's obsession with playing matchmaker was amusing, as long as you weren't one of the victims - and that's exactly what Lucy suspected she was.
Grumbling something about an exhibitionist, the Stellar mage finished her drink and made her way across the guild to the request board. As usual, there wasn't a job that she was capable of handling by herself. Not knowing what else to do, Lucy turned from the board and made her way to the back table where the Solid Script mage sat, her nose still buried in her book. Unfortunately for her, she happened to walk by the brawl at the wrong time.
It happened in a matter of seconds. Someone had called her name, causing her to look up. That's when she noticed it - the beams above the stage were falling...and she was right below it. A terrified shriek escaped her lips, only to be stopped as someone's body slammed into hers. Her blonde head slammed into the wooden floor causing her lower jaw to slam into her upper one. The force of the impact knocked the breath right out of her; she was gaping like a fish, struggling to breath. The extra weight on her chest wasn't helping.
"You alright, Lucy?"
Gray's voice was right in her ear. Realization began to formulate in her head; Gray had saved her from what would have been a very messy situation. The ice mage stood up, then offered her his hand. When she took it, he pulled her to her feet, their bodies nearly touching in the process. Mira's words suddenly seemed loud in her mind, echoing off its invisible walls. Her face reddened as she looked into his eyes. She didn't even think him.
Before anyone realized what had happened, Lucy had turned on her heels and ran, nearly tripping over an unconscious body as she went. The ice mage stared at her retreating figure, his face molded into an expression of shock. From her place at the bar, Mira smirked, laughing slightly to herself. It didn't take long before the guild members began fighting, blaming each other for the stage collapse. The only one not involved in the dispute was Gray who still stood in his spot, eyes fixed on the door as he tried to figure out what had just happened.
He wasn't expecting a huge hug and a kiss, but the reaction he got wasn't one he was expecting either. In all reality, he was expecting her to go on a rampage, blaming all of them and then to storm out. Instead she blushed and ran, nearly busting her ass along the way. A sudden movement caught his eye, Mira smirked. Her blue eyes were on him, a mischievous glint in them. She wouldn't have brought the stage down, but he suspected she had something to do with with the Stellar mage's reaction. Giving her a glare that would have scared anyone else shirtless, the ice mage made his way towards the front entrance and into the snow-filled streets of Magnolia wasn't Gajeel or Natsu, that being said, finding the blonde mage was going to be impossible. If she wasn't at her apartment, she could have been anywhere.
Luckily he didn't have to go far, the blonde mage was sitting on a bench in the middle of a plaza, absent-mindedly twirling her hair around her finger. Her eyes were cast to the ground and her cheeks still held the color, then again it could have just been because of the cold. Something about her seemed off though; she seemed to have a unusual shyness to her.
He opened his mouth to call her name, but she looked up, her eyes meeting his for a split second before her face became redder. "Th-Thank you."
"It was nothing." The ice mage replied, running his fingers through his hair. He took a seat next to her, not too close, but not very far either; just close enough that he could feel the warmth radiating off her body.
"The snow is so beautiful." The blonde said suddenly. "My mother and I used to walk through the gardens during the winter, I'd always end up getting into snowball fights with the serving staff." She laughed slightly at the thought.
"You know what else is beautiful?" Gray asked, suddenly mustering all the courage he could. There were things he'd been wanting to say for a while, since he met her.
She looked at him with curious eyes. "What?"
"You." He replied.
Suddenly the gap between them was gone; his mouth covering hers. She couldn't think, she couldn't even breathe. All she could do was sit still, giving him the opportunity to do what he wanted. Before she knew it, she had closed her eyes, all but kissing him back. They stayed that way for sometime, completely oblivious to the near boiling water mage hiding in the bushes.