Awwww yisssssss time for some Zervis! I think this is my favorite one I've written so far. I really love this couple, and I feel like I was never grasping for anything to write here. I love it. Be warned of a bit of OOCness, though, because I'm not entirely sure how to write for them. I'll work on it. Tomorrow is Lories aka my bABIES

And to the person who reviewed about my use of the word lunge: You seem to be a bit confused. The definition of lunge is 'a sudden forward thrust of the body'. He just moved quickly. Nothing violent/scary about it. Just to clear that up.

Plop.

Mavis' nose twitched from where she lay, sleeping, on a tree branch. The disturbance was not enough to wake her, however, and she simply turned her head, resuming her slumber.

Plop.

By the second time, however, her unconscious form found that it was unable to continue on peacefully. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking a few times to rid them of their sleep-induced glaze. She opened her mouth to its full extent to yawn, and when another cold plop could be felt on her tongue, she sat bolt upright, suddenly aware of what was occurring.

Despite having just woken up, as soon as she saw the white flurries floating to the ground all around her, the first master let out a delighted squeal. "Snow!"

She laughed excitedly, quickly descending from the tree to the ground. She relished in the soft, cold feeling on her bare feet. She guessed that there were two, maybe three inches on the ground by now. She danced around in it, ruining the perfect, smooth surface and kicking it up everywhere she went. It coated the trees, the ground, the sky… It was everywhere she looked, and she absolutely adored it. She fell onto her back and waved her arms and legs to form a snow angel, giggling to herself when she stood again and looked at it. Her giggles slowly died out, though, as did her smile. Sure, she liked running around and playing like a child, but by herself, the effect was just lost. It wasn't much fun without someone else to enjoy it with her.

That was when she remembered. She wasn't alone on the island. It was just a matter of finding him.

Excited, a new purpose in mind, Mavis set off running once again.

The task at hand was much harder than she had anticipated. She knew that Tenrou was big, but when searching for someone, it seemed to stretch on for thousands upon thousands of miles. It felt as though she were looking for an ant, for as long as it was taking her.

She checked by the water, by her grave… she had been hoping he would end up being somewhere obvious, somewhere easy to locate, but no. It was just her luck that he'd be wandering somewhere in the middle of the forest.

And so she walked… and walked… and walked through the forest. She was beginning to think that he may have just gotten up and left the island without her noticing somehow. But she knew that wasn't true. She could still feel his presence somewhere here. She just couldn't pinpoint where.

Just as she was giving up hope, she finally found him. Sleeping in the shade of a tree as always, of course, but she couldn't have missed that mass of black robes and hair amidst the sea of white if she tried to.

"Zeref!" She called happily, running up to him.

No response.

He was still sound asleep, despite the flecks of white coating his head and cheeks.

Mavis giggled at the sight. He was absolutely adorable when he slept. He looked totally at peace, and the snowflakes clinging to his eyelashes made him that much cuter.

But, unfortunately, there were more pressing matters at hand than how precious Zeref was. So, Mavis leaned in as close to his ear as she could without touching him, took a deep breath, and screamed, "ZEREF!"

That did the trick.

She could've sworn that he jumped ten feet away from her. He sat there for a moment, eyes wide and hand over heavily beating heart, trying to gather his thoughts for a moment before he breathed out, "Mavis! Are you okay?"

"It's snowing, Zeref!" She exclaimed, completely ignoring his question.

Realizing that it was nothing to be concerned about, Zeref's panicked face slowly eased into a soft smile. "Yes, I see that."

"Aren't you excited?" She gushed, shocked that he wasn't as mystified by the weather as she.

He laughed at her over excitement on the subject. "I suppose it's nice. I have no particular opinion towards snow."

Mavis gaped at him, jaw dropped all the way down. "'No particular opinion'? But it's so great! Snow is magical!"

Before he had a chance to respond, she was pulling him to his feet. As soon as he was standing, she scrambled off about twenty feet away, crouching into the snow and hastily forming it into a ball and lobbing it at the dark mage.

He only blinked when he was hit by it. "...What are you doing, Mavis?"

Once again, the girl was shocked, borderline appalled. "Have you never had a snowball fight before?"

He offered only a blank stare in response. Zeref hadn't exactly been the most popular kid, for rather obvious reasons. It wasn't often that he was approached for fun things such as this.

Mavis shook her head with a sigh. "I can't believe this, Zeref! 400 years and not a single snowball fight? All you do is make snowballs and throw them at each other! It's simple!"

"How do you determine the winner?" He asked, still quite obviously lost. "What's the goal?"

"There is no winner!" She said with an exasperated sigh. "You just throw snowballs! That's it! You hit each other with snow and that's the fun of it!"

When he still didn't seem to grasp the concept, she moved on to explaining a different activity. "Okay… what about snow angels? You lay in the snow and wave your arms and legs and it makes an angel!"

Deciding to teach by example, Mavis fell onto her back, mimicking her actions from her earlier angel. She presented it to him quite proudly when she stood, but yet again, he failed to grasp the concept.

"...What does it do?"

"It just looks pretty!" She exclaimed, amazed that he couldn't even understand that much. "How are you confused by a snow angel?"

He looked genuinely hurt by her words. For the world's most dangerous wizard, he was definitely quite an emotional guy. He put his head down, attempting to hide his face from her.

Realizing that she'd gone to far with the sensitive man, she walked over, putting a hand carefully on his arm. "Hey… you know I'm not really mad. It's just that I've always known these things so I guess I just don't get how you don't."

He shrugged, a sad smile finding its way onto his mouth. "Well, I never really had much of a need or a reason to learn things like that."

She felt a pang in her chest at his words, knowing exactly what he meant by that. They both knew the truth; they just chose not to acknowledge all that he'd done when they were together.

"...Do you want to just watch it snow together?"

Those were the words he was looking for. He lifted his head and smiled at her, and she took that as her queue that she had stricken a chord.

So the duo moved back under the tree where she had found him just before and sat down together, Mavis moving so that she was settled under his arm. They looked up at the sky together, watching the snow tumble down all around them.

She felt her eyelids getting heavy as she sat there. "...You're warm," she said, voice just barely above a whisper as she felt herself get lost in his heat.

The last thing she heard before she drifted back off to sleep was, "But your heart is so much warmer than mine."

Ooo a lil bit angsty there. Zeref is such an emo 7th grader I s2g. Anyway thoooooooooooooooooo Lories tomorrow! Please review and all that jazz because the positive feedback for this is the only reason I'm still going tbh