Author's Note: The fourth one-shot in the series. Enjoy and review~
Lucy tilted her head slightly, examining the ice mage, completely obvious to the sly look a certain fair haired barmaid sent her way. The blonde was too occupied with the mage, namely the necklace that hung around his neck. She wasn't exactly certain why it was catching her eye all of the sudden, it was the one thing he never took off, even if he was stark naked.
"Say Mira, how come Gray never takes that necklace off?"
The sly look disappeared, replaced by one of curiosity as her bright blue orbs slid to the ice mage in question. "You know, I have no clue. He's never said anything about it, and I never really noticed until you pointed it out. Maybe you should ask him."
The blonde looked back at the ice mage who was now sitting backwards at one of the tables, his back against the rough wooden edge while his arms rested on its surface. Looking towards the bar, his dark eyes met with a large pair of chocolate ones. A slight blush crept to her cheeks before she turned her head to the side, mumbling something about exhibitionists.
"Just ask him." Mira prompted once more, motioning to the table where he sat.
The Stellar mage rose slowly, her dark eyes scanning the room for a certain water mage. Seeing that the coast was clear, she made her way to the table and sat beside the ice mage, who was studding her with curious eyes. They sat in silence for a few moments before Lucy finally spoke up.
"I've been wondering, how come you never take that necklace off?"
"Its something Ur gave to me." He replied sadly. "I'm afraid that if I take it off, I might lose it."
"I see." The blonde said. "I-"
Lucy stopped as something icy touched the back of her neck soon followed by an unfamiliar weight. Shocked, the Stellar mage looked up at him, absent-mindedy fingering the cross like pendant that hung from the thick silver chain as a deep blush rose to her cheeks.
"I want you to hold on to it." He replied. "You have a better chance of not losing it in battle than I do."
"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!" Lucy asked, any trace of shock replaced with outrage. Beside her, Gray could only laugh.
"It means," he said once he'd gotten a hold of himself, "I know that it will be safe with you."
"That still doesn't explain anything!"
The ice mage shook his head before pulling her against him and placing a small kiss on the top of her head. "Does that?"
Lucy's face was burning, to the point where she really thought it was on fire. Gray gazed down at her, a smirk crossing his lips. "Come on, let's find Ash-brain. I need a job."
Behind the bar, Mira leaned against the palm of her hand, watching the two mages with a knowing smirk. "Oh, they're going to wish they didn't just have that conversation in my guild hall."