I'm literally rolling around on my desk and screaming internally (mostly because my roommate is studying) about this. Nonononooo, leave me alone to cry by myself.

This is seriously AU. AU to the point where it's probably going to piss people off, but I don't really care. People who write fanfictions can do what they want, god damn it. OOC? I don't know for sure, since I'm still somewhat new to Fairy Tail, but that doesn't matter to me as of right now - probably when I get deeper into this story, if I do, I'll look more into character personalities.

Enjoy, babehz!

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Sleeping Beauty

Crime occurred around early morning outside of apartment complex near Oaktown City square.

Plaintiff suffered from major injuries among torso and limbs, as well as a concussion in the cranium. Plaintiff is forty year-old male with occupation of school teacher, where he had met the Defendant in his classroom.

Defendant is an underage female who only suffers from bruises on arms. No other serious injuries are visible on the body. When questioned, Defendant claims that Plaintiff was forcing himself upon her when bumping into him outside of her apartment complex, where she lives with her single mother and younger brother.

Defendant is found guilty of unnecessary violence and illegal Mage actions upon the Human Plaintiff. The Plaintiff had no weapon on his person, let alone recollection of the encounter of him trying to force the underage illegal Mage into action at the time of the attack.

Defendant's information is listed below…

Juvia Lockser sat back in her chair, exhaling quietly as she looked away from the bright computer screen and rubbing her temples with the tips of her fingers. It wasn't even near the strike of twelve and the twenty-six year-old is already developing a headache.

I should have bought the bottle of painkillers in the pharmacy on the way here, Juvia thought sorrowly as she peeked her deep blue eyes to the bottle of chocolate milk still waiting to be finished. Slumping further into her desk, she reached over and dragged the bottle to her grasp, twisting the cap open and taking a large gulp of the sweet content greedily.

Taking a glance back to her screen, Juvia saw the little photo that was taken of the guilty Mage. Indeed, she looked incredibly young, and extremely frightened at the fact that this is her mug shot - her identity now being put on record and will forever take over her life, strip away her freedom…

And a easy target to being arrested for defending herself.

It was Juvia's job, however, to officialize the young girl's file into the system.

Juvia Lockser works for the company of E.N.D., which is a private operation for legal issues between the Humans and Mages that live on Earth, as well as deep investigators to major cases that are assigned by the government. For the protection of both Humans and Mages, E.N.D. works around the clock to make the world a safer place, as their motto stays true to their claim.

Mages are homosapiens with a mutant genetic that makes them different from Humans. Mages can control elements to their will, or even more extra-terrestrial intelligence that will blow other's mind (sometimes literally); having earning their names from the ancient times as identifying them as wizards or witches, having magic abilities that others can not fathom the responsibility of. Therefore, it is illegal for Mages to use their abilities in the presence of Humans, since it is considered unfair and morally dangerous to lives. Laws were passed centuries ago for Mages to keep their powers to themselves, otherwise suffer consequences of the law.

In short, be Human or face punishment.

Looking at her sent profile once more, Juvia couldn't help but stare emptily at the girl's scared face. It was Juvia's job to make the profiles official, then it would be sent to law enforcements, schools, residents and hireable jobs that the girl may go to when she is released from her confinement in the next two months. It was Juvia's job to put down what the court says word-by-word, for the good of the community in the future.

However, Juvia knew better than to mark the underage Mage as 'Untameable' and 'Dangerous', as the court order instructs her to do.

Setting her bottle back on her organized desk, Juvia opened up the girl's file and when to the criminal record section. There, she saw what the judge put down for the girl after the case was finalized, and it was the same words that Juvia is suppose to agree on.

Juvia edited that part of the file, deleted Untameable and Dangerous, replacing the two with Stable and Mentally sane. Then, for extra measures for the innocent girl to grow up a little bit better than what was to be expected, the blue-haired woman went into the notes and typed frantically:

"Capable of controlling her abilities, unless for self defense or threat to herself and community. Safe for working environments and public services."

Not hesitating to send it off, Juvia finalized the girl's file to perfection and sent it to be forever known to the world that the prosecuted child was innocent. Very rarely would Juvia ever go against the company's policies and completely lie about the court's final verdict. But Juvia had attended one of the cases where the girl was questioned infront of the court, and Juvia could easily recognize the poor child's eyes of horror and tears of fright when her mother shrieked in a wailing cry when the judge slammed his hammer…

Be safe, sweetheart, Juvia thought a message to the girl's mugshot, her manicured fingers lightly poking the blue-lit screen. Be a good girl for Juvia, and protect your mom, too…

Juvia wasn't aware of someone opening the door to her secluded office until they called her name. "Miss Juvia, are you busy right now?" the familiar voice of her co-worker snapped the blue-haired woman from her thoughts, causing her to bolt up out of her chair.

"Juvin!" she squeaked with a bright face, her hands clenched tightly as she tried to breathe normally. Her signature noise was quite well-known to the workspace, making it less embarrassing for Juvia to make it.

Her co-worker, so used to Juvia being easily startled, smiled in greeting. "Sorry about that, Miss Juvia," he apologized, causing her to wave him off silently, her cheeks still pink. "I just wanted to tell you that the boss is wanting to talk to you. I guess your phone is still broken, huh?"

Juvia flushed deeper, looking at the empty space where her office phone used to be. "J-Juvia is still trying to get a new one…" she mumbled, unable to look at her co-worker, who chuckled politely. "It's still sad that I lost the phone because it fell off the desk… Juvia is clumsy."

"It's okay," he smiled. "Anyway, the boss would like to see you as soon as possible, incase you're working on a file."

"No, no!" Juvia perked right away, straightening her dress-skirt to her knees and fixing her black sweater. "Juvia just finished one, so she can go right now."

"Great," her co-worker nodded. "I'll leave you to it, Miss Juvia." With that, he gently closed her office door with a soft 'click!'.

Juvia took a moment to recollect herself, finishing her chocolate milk and tossing the empty bottle into the waste bin. She locked her computer screen and left her office into the hallway, heading to the path of her boss's office. It wasn't too rare for Juvia to be called by her boss, however she knew that he was currently overloaded by paperwork and phone calls out the 'wazoo' - as he told her at the beginning of the week over a break in the lunch room - but this was unusual. Juvia knew that her boss prefered his solitude while he worked, especially with a large amount of work to be done, so she wondered if something was wrong.

Noticing the sudden quietness of the cubicles Juvia passes, she suddenly wondered if her boss had discovered some of the files Juvia had corrupted from order. Biting her lip, she did her best to ignore the stares she was receiving by everyone and marched to the double-doors that was familiar as her boss's office.

She hesitated at first when she raised her hand, but she swallowed down her worries and forced a gentle knock on the cold, cold doors.

"Come in," a deep voice was heard in response.

Juvia opened one of the doors and peeked in, seeing the piles of paper on the glass desk and a few on the floor. Slipping into the room, Juvia leaned her back to close the door as quietly as possible, keeping her chin down and nibbling her lip. The sleek, black leathered chair was facing away from her sight, but she knew that her boss was on the otherside.

"Mister Vastia, you wanted to see Juvia?" she called out in a soft voice, somewhat worried of what was to come.

The sudden swirl of the black chair made her blink, revealing her department's boss with a flashing smile. Silvery hair and tanned skin, Lyon Vastia grinned brightly at the presence of Juvia, quickly to set the collection of papers onto the rest of the pile.

"Juvia!" Lyon greeted with a wink, making a hand gesture for his visitor to take a seat in the chair that was empty. Once Juvia politely obeyed, holding her white skirt as she settled into the plush cushion, he smiled even bigger. "What have I said about calling me by my last name? You've worked here long enough to call me just by my first name, Ju-vi-a."

Juvia frowned and set her hands on her lap. "Juvia is sorry, Lyon."

"Don't worry about it," Lyon waved it off casually. Setting his elbows on his fancy desk, he leaned forward. "So, lets just get down to business, shall we? Do you know why I wanted you to come here?"

Juvia shook her head while her mind was scanning all the possible reasons why. Did she get caught tampering with files? Letting many Mages get a better outcome of their sentences? The fact that she was a minute late checking in because her train was delayed?

Lyon, however, said the worst conclusion to Juvia's ears.

"It's your birthday, Juvia," Lyon smiled brightly, his eyes squinting with joy. "You're twenty-six today, aren't you?"

Juvia swallowed thickly, looking to her exposed knees as she nodded in agreement to her boss. She heard him chuckle, and her cheeks reddened. "Why don't you ever tell anyone - especially me! - about your birthday? You've worked here for two years now, and you never told me when your birthday was!"

"Juvia's birthday is not something Juvia gets excited for," she confessed quietly, looking to the pile of papers on Lyon's desk. "Juvia doesn't like it when people make a big deal about it."

"Well, I was alerted by my email telling me about employee's birthdays, and I saw your name," Lyon explained, beginning to try and pick up the fallen paper from the carpeted floor. "And, I figured, you wouldn't want me making a huge announcement about your special day, so that's why I called you in."

"Thank you for considering Juvia's birthday, Lyon," Juvia nodded in thanks, yet not entirely happy. "And keeping it a secret."

"Do you have any big plans for your birthday?"

Juvia shrugged lightly. "Juvia only plans to work full time today, like any other day. Juvia's family lives outside of town and she does not wish to burden them. There may be some phone calls tonight for Juvia from them…"

"Well, that won't do, Juvia," Lyon said with a flat tone, making the woman stiffen and look up to his face. "Since you have worked here, I have never seen you take a day off here at E.N.D.. I looked at your working schedule and you even come in on the weekends to take off loads from your co-workers. Don't you ever take a vacation?"

"No, I do not," she confessed. "Juvia enjoys working here. Everyone is nice to Juvia, and Juvia likes to work for the government for the good of the community."

Lyon's face softened, a sweet, understanding smile on his lips. "You're a wonderful person to have here, Juvia, believe me. I enjoy seeing you everyday and working hard, but I don't like the fact that you're working on your birthday. It doesn't settle with me."

"Juvia apologizes if she displeased Lyo-!"

He held up a hand, making her go quiet as he used his other hand to open on of his desk drawers. He pulled out a tiny wrapped box, the color of pink and a red ribbon tied at the top, Lyon held it out to her to take. Once she carefully took the wrapped item with both hands, Lyon spoke.

"I want you to take the rest of the day off, Juvia," Lyon said. "As your boss, I am instructing you to enjoy some alone-time to yourself at home. Don't worry about any work for the rest of the day, and you can come back tomorrow."

"B-but-!"

"Boss's orders, Juvia," Lyon winked at her, causing her to bit her lip. "Open that when you get home, okay? It's a surprise. Don't disappoint me now, the next train leaves in a half hour…"

Unable to reject his orders, Juvia could only nod and stand from the chair. "Thank you very much, Lyon…" she mumbled with a shy smile, but she knew that it was fake on the inside. "Juvia will just get her things and make the next train."

"I'll be calling security in a bit to make sure you checked out," Lyon teased and waved a soft goodbye to Juvia as she left the office, closing the door behind her.

It took her only five minutes to collect her things into her satchel, shutting down her computer and saving any files she has yet to go over and locked her office. Taking the elevator down, Juvia entered the large, cool colored and tiled lobby and went to the desk to sign out, where the security guard grinned. It was like he knew about Lyon's plans before Juvia did.

"You have a wonderful day to yourself, Miss Juvia," he tipped his hat to her, which she politely thanked him and walked out of the glass doors and into the sunshine.

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Unlocking the door to her penthouse apartment and flipping on the main room's light, Juvia was silent as she closed and locked her door once more and set the keys of the dresser stand beside her. The familiar dark brown floors and equally dark brown walls gave off a soft glow from the light, warming Juvia's face as she began to undress herself from her black sweater. Walking further into the main room, Juvia disposed her purse on to her cream-colored couch and tossed her black sweater along with it.

The train ride home with a little odd for Juvia, since she was used to going into the transportation very early in the morning to the very late of night. Much to her work's displeasure, Juvia is the kind of woman who worked overtime with no request of payment, as if she was hiding herself from time itself. Being in a train where there were more people inside made Juvia feel a bit paranoid, making her whole travel home very uncomfortable.

Clad now in her white, strapless dress, the birthday girl strolled into her connected kitchen and pulled out a bottle of wine from her cabinet. Popping it open, she didn't bother to fetch a glass as she threw her head and bottle back to practically inhale the alcohol.

After a few large gulps, Juvia exhaled loudly with flushed cheeks and licked her lips tiredly. "Cana-nee would be proud," Juvia whispered quietly to herself. Reading the bottle of wine as she returned to her couch, Juvia sat next to her purse and continued to sip from the bottle as she dug out the tiny box Lyon had given her, looking at it before setting the wine on the little coffee table infront of her.

Juvia had always considered Lyon a wonderful boss. He wasn't too harsh on his employees, yet he knew when worked needed to be done. His personality was stern, but also gentle when Juvia arrives into the room. All this she was aware of, and not even her co-workers open gossip to her about how Lyon wants to ask her out on a date would be a surprise to her. However, Lyon seemed to have a great respect to Juvia's relationship status and her opinions on dating, and she was more grateful at his gentlemanly manners.

Undoing the silky red ribbon, Juvia carefully opened the pink-colored box and noticed a shiny content within the small box. With delicate hold, Juvia pulled out a golden-colored butterfly pin for her hair. Blinking, Juvia observed the butterfly-pin thoroughly before seeing a little folded paper still inside the box.

Pulling it out, Juvia read the little message of Happy Birthday, Juvia. From, Lyon written in neat handwriting. This made Juvia smile at the memory, probably a few weeks ago, when she openly complained about how her long, blue hair was distracting her and falling into her eyes to other female co-workers. They suggested that Juvia pulled all her hair up into a ponytail, which Juvia denied and claimed that she's self conscious about her face being revealed too much. Her co-workers were polite and understood her issue of her long bangs, yet they gave up on advice when Lyon entered the break room and saw Juvia tugging on her hair with sadness. The whole conversation was dropped and Juvia thought nothing of it afterwards.

"Such a pretty pin," Juvia spoke out loud again, a cute smile stretching on her lips. "I must thank Lyon tomorrow for the gift." Settling the pin back into the box and picking up her bottle of wine, Juvian stood and made her way to the bathroom, hoping to wash away her sore back and drown her headache in alcohol.

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"Happy birthday, Juvia-chan!"

"Juvia, it's your birthday!"

"What flavor of cake would you like?"

Juvia could remember when she was super happy for her birthday, being back where she felt belonged for once in her life. She could remember all the girls crowding around her, surprising the young girl by the fact that they actually cared for her birthday. Her blue hair in tight rolls at the end; big, deep but eyes blinking in confusion at the sudden attention; lips pouting and shoulders hunched, Juvia was the most shyest girl out of the others.

But that didn't mean she was happy about her friend - No, her family, remembered her birthday.

"Ju-vi-a-chan!" a blonde girl with brown eyes, Lucy Heartfilia, poked the said girl's cheeks with each syllable. Juvia pouted and looked to Lucy. "What's your favorite flavor for cake? Mirajane-nee is gonna make it for you, and I get to decorate it!"

Juvia blinked and blushed deeply as she hugged the thick book tighter to her. "J-Juvia likes...chocolate cake," she said in a whisper, a tiny smile on her lips when Lucy giggled and hugged the birthday girl tightly. "Can Juvia s-share her birthday cake, please?"

"Of course. We'll make it big enough even Natsu can get full!" Lisanna, Mirajane's younger sister declared proudly as she scurried off. "Mira-neechan! Juvia says she likes chocolate cake, Mira-neechan! Tell Elfman to pick up fudge, too!"

Juvia shivered and hid her face into the hardcover of the book she was holding, the shy smile never leaving her face as she felt Erza and Cana's familiar, warm hands gently pat her head and back for comfort.

"Are you okay, Juvia? Does your tummy hurt again?" Erza asked in that sweet voice that was really reserved for the other little girls in the home. "The bruise still doesn't hurt, does it?"

"Juvia is okay, Erza-nee," she answered shyly even when Cana forced her to lay her head on her lap. "Juvia is just...very happy to spend her birthday with everyone. Everyone is nice to Juvia."

"We love Juvia-chan!" Lucy said with pride. "Juvia-chan is part of our family, so we-! Natsu! Don't chew on the plants, you idiot! Master Makarov is going to yell at you again!"

"Ne, ne, Lucy! It tastes like plastic," Juvia recognized the voice of her other friend, Natsu, with a full mouth of the fake plants that decorate the main room where all the children liked to play. Juvia opened her eyes and watched as Lucy tackle Natsu and drag him away from the poor plant, making the blue-haired child smile even bigger.

Cana gently continued to pat Juvia's head. "Does the bruise still hurt, Juvia?" she asked worriedly. When Juvia shook her head and snuggled her face deeper into her lap, Cana sighed of relief. "Are you sure you don't want to go to town with us? You can hang out with me and Erza, if you want."

"No, Juvia is okay. Juvia will clean her room instead, so we can play in there."

Erza smiled and pulled Juvia up, snuggling her cheek on top of the child's head. "You're a good kid, Juvia. We'll be home in time for your birthday cake, okay? We'll see you soon."

Juvia nodded, still hugging the book to her chest as she stood up and allowed Cana and Erza to round up the rest of the children to get ready for their trip to town. The place where Juvia was saved by -

Opening her eyes, Juvia breathed in the warm liquid if water into her lungs, as if taking a breathe a fresh air and exhaled slowly. Her tub was large and could probably fit four more people into it, yet here she was at the bottom of the tiny pool to look to the top and see soapy bubbles covering her from the outside world. Sitting up and getting her head above water, Juvia inspected the remaining bubbles to guess how long she was asleep for.

Looking to the clock by the mirror and sink, Juvia counted that she fell asleep underwater for about thirty minutes. Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she became frustrated by the lack of bubbles that popped during her nap.

Raising her hands out of the water, Juvia breathed slowly and raised her hands above her head with each breath. Clenching her fists, Juvia conjured bubbles to rise from the tub and into the air. The water slowly began to flourish once more with scented bubbles and foam just as it was when Juvia first entered the bath. For extra measure, Juvia brought her hands back to her and wiggled her fingers, causing strings of water to rise from the bath as well.

Laying back against the tub, Juvia reached over and grabbed her wine bottle, only to see that the contents were no longer there, but inside her belly. Pouting, Juvia let the bottle drop and float boringly above the water and in the bubbles and turned her attention to the floating streams of water above her head.

The ringing of her phone interrupted the show, making the bubbles in the air and the water popped and sprinkled back into the tub (some splashed over the rims, but not too much). Blinking, Juvia looked to the homeline and picked it up, not bothering to see the Caller ID.

She had a few guesses who it could be.

"Juvia-chan!" Lucy's voice forced a smile on the woman's lips. "I didn't think you were going to answer. What are you doing home? I thought you had work today."

"Juvia was sent home because of her birthday," she replied with a half-laugh. "Juvia's boss said that she needed to enjoy time to herself."

"Aww, that's so nice," Lucy cooed sweetly. "Anyway, since I can't leave a message now, I wanted to say 'happy birthday, Ju-vi-a-chan'! Natsu is still at work, but he wishes the same, and guess who wants to say 'hello'?"

"Ohh?" Juvia played along when she heard the other line rustle a bit to a cheery, childish and hyper voice erupting out of the speaker.

"Aunt Juviaaa!" a gushing shrill made the woman's heart skip a beat with joy. "It's Wendyyy! Happy birthday, Aunt Juviaaa!"

"Thank you, Wendy," Juvia smiled. "Is Wendy being a good girl for Lucy-chan and Natsu?"

"Yeah, I promise," Wendy chirped. "Hey, Aunt Juvia? I asked both Mama and Papa if it was okay, and they said yes. Will Aunt Juvia come visit soon, so we can see you? I miss you a lot!"

Juvia bit her lip, looking at her foot as she lifted it out of the water, a large bubble balanced on her toes. "Do you think the summer will be okay for Juvia to come over? Wendy won't be in school, and then Juvia can take spend all day with you!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Wendy practically screamed before her voice faded off, making Juvia blink until Lucy's voice came back on, explaining that Wendy took off out of the room to find a place for Juvia to sleep.

Juvia couldn't help but laugh until tears fell out of her eyes.

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AUTHOR'S ENDING NOTE - Leave me to sleep for 84 years *plays Titanic theme*