A/N: I am sad since this is not one thousand words :/ The previous one was, and its the longest of anything I've written so far. But don't worry! I am going to try and make the next chapter longer!

In case you haven't noticed, Juvia doesn't speak in third-language in my story and I don't know why to be honest. Some characters might be OOC and I'm extremely sorry for that :/

I should just shut up and let you read now. This one is where Lyon enters! Yay! A bit crappy but I hope it works, sorry if its bad. Please show your support so I can improve :) Follow/Favorite/Review, any which you prefer!

[P.S. Can I not do the disclaimer anymore? I think you all know that I don't own Fairy Tail].

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"Juvia, hold up!" The sudden call of my name caused me to look over my shoulder, only to find a certain blonde haired student running towards me, as if trying to catch up. I stopped till she came and let out a small sigh. When had I left her behind?

"This… is why I never go… to classes with you…" she managed to say in between her heavy panting. I knew what I did, even though unknowingly, was wrong; maybe that was why I sent her a sad smile.

"I'm sorry Lucy. I didn't notice when I left you behind."

"You never notice when you leave me behind," she teased, letting a smirk form onto her lips. But soon that smirk turned into a warm smile as she said while giving me a thumbs up, "But its okay! I'm used to these habits of yours."

And we continued walking. It was the period before lunch, and we were both heading to English class which we had together. "Thanks for bearing with me, Lucy," I told her while we were walking there. "You're practically the only real friend I have in here."

"What are you talking about?" she frowned. "You have Gray."

And that was when I stopped dead in my tracks. Gray. It was what everyone would say when I told them about my problems; you have Gray. It was not like they were wrong or anything. In fact, they made perfect sense. With someone like Gray by my side, what else do I need?

Something to get rid of the loneliness inside.

I shut out my thoughts right when Lucy had called. "Juvia, are you okay?"

I briefly nodded, not wanting to tell her anything. Lucy was a great friend, but I just couldn't tell her that things weren't the same between me and Gray. It was a pain I wanted to share, but couldn't. It wouldn't exactly make me who I wanted to be.

"Is Gray not treating you right?" Her words made me look at her instantly. Maybe I was giving her a sharp look, or maybe I just overreacted. Because her eyes turned wide as soon as she saw me do that, as if she was almost scared of me. "What makes you say that?"

"No… I just… since you weren't answering or anything… when I mentioned Gray… I thought maybe… something was… uh… never mind." I guess my tone was too harsh, and I found myself letting out yet another sigh.

"Sorry Lucy, I didn't mean to be so rude about it."

"No no," she said while gesturing with her hands, "it is perfectly fine! I shouldn't have assumed that, it was silly of me. Besides, why would Gray not treat you right? He's not that kind of guy anyways."

Yes, I thought to myself, Gray isn't that kind of guy. Over the time I had been introduced to life yet again, I'd spent a lot of my time learning about just what kind of guy Gray Fullbuster was. And he wasn't someone anybody could've hated.

"You're right, Lucy. Gray isn't that kind of–oomph!" My words were cut off when I bumped with a tree, the result of not watching where I was going. And I could almost feel as I was falling backwards, until a pair of cold hands came onto my back, preventing me from doing so. My eyes had automatically closed when I hit the tree, but now after opening them, all I saw was white. Then came his face.

A pair of black eyes was what I looked at the most. It was almost like he was piercing through my soul, with those eyes knowing even the darkest of secrets. He had white hair, which was surprising since I didn't know many people with that hair color, except for the Strauss siblings and our principal.

"You better watch where you're going," he said giving me a warm smile once I was standing and out of his grip. I didn't return the smile, I didn't know why. But I still found myself looking at his back while he was leaving.

"Juvia? Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"

"Lucy, who is that?" I asked, my eyes not moving from him. I wasn't sure if I had seen him here before.

"Oh, that? I think he is the new student… Lyon? Yup, that's the name! Lyon Vastia! Mira was telling me all about him at first period. I could almost swear she decided not to stop. She went on and on about how he was so–"

I didn't exactly listen to what she had said next, because I was only focused on that same figure. And I kept on watching him.

"Lyon…"