A/N: The last official day of GrayZa Week 2015.
Day Seven: Snow Day
It wasn't common knowledge but Erza was actually quite fond of the cold, in particular the snow. To others it would appear that she was more of a summer person, considering that they would always catch her outside to enjoy the sunlight. But only he knew that she was actually more of a winter person, simply because he was the reason behind it.
Erza had grown so used to his cold habits that she had eventually warmed up to the winter also, having a newfound appreciation for all things cold and icy. Somehow she had also gained a new immunity to the cold because apart from him and Natsu, she was the only one who could stand in the middle of the snow with nothing but a tank top and shorts, just like how she was right now.
With a plain white tank top and a pair of incredibly short denim shorts, the redhead in question stood in the centre of the white snowy plain, her eyes scouring the area for a certain raven haired male. She stood stiffly, senses on high alert as she reacted to even the slightest of sounds. She was going to get to him before he got to her. She would make sure of that.
A slight rustle and the noise of sinking snow from her right immediately had her bending down and picking up a carefully moulded snowball. Without hesitation, Erza threw the snowball with perfect aim and watched from the distance for any sort of reaction. The sound of a grunt brought a triumphant smirk to her face as she readied some more of her icy ammunition. The ice mage was going down.
Gray was getting annoyed. He had hit Erza a grand total of zero times and Erza? Erza had hit him– the feeling of another snowball hitting him on the chest brought him out of his reverie as he belatedly ducked, trying to hide. He rested his back against the snow covered log, making sure that he was completely hidden from view as he cursed inwardly to himself. Five times. She had hit him fucking five times.
He was supposed to have had the upper hand in their battle of snowballs. He was an ice mage, meaning that he was far more experienced with all things cold, especially after the hard training Ur had put him through as a child. And yet he was losing to someone who had less experience and only just retained immunity to the cold, disregarding the fact that the someone in question was Titania, and Fairy Tail's strongest female wizard.
Running a hand through his messy hair in frustration, he wondered how he were to even out the scores. Coming up blank, he decided to mould a pile of snowballs instead as he tried wracking his brain for some full proof strategy to get back at the redhead. Apparently he was taking too long because he felt another well aimed snowball hit the crown of his head just seconds after he had rolled the fifth snowball.
"Are you just going to stay hidden behind that log like a coward or are you going to make your next move?" Erza taunted, holding two more snowballs in her hand that were readily aimed. As soon as he came out in the open, she would hit him with all she had.
Gray scowled before a plan halted him in his tracks. He smirked, he knew what to do. Grabbing two of his snowballs, he held them at his sides as he formed a reply. "Taunting me now huh Erza? That really isn't your style."
And neither was this.
As soon as the retort slipped out of his lips, he was up and charging toward the redhead without hesitance, his arms flinging the two snowballs he had in his hands. He smirked wider when they hit her, one in the face and the other on her arm. Erza had seemed surprised by the action but that was only for a few seconds as she wasted no time in retaliating when Gray charged forward. She flung the two snowballs, hitting Gray in the chest and stomach, before reaching down to grab some more. She was confused when she saw Gray continue to charge forward even though he had no snowballs with him. However she didn't let that faze her as she continued throwing the snowballs with as much force as she could.
He had to admit, Erza had one mean throw. The onslaught of snowballs on his shirtless form had stung but they didn't stop him from continuing his charge. He knew he had no snowballs left and he didn't care. All he cared about was reaching her first, and her snowball defenses weren't doing a very good job at preventing that.
The more snowballs she threw, the more frustrated she became. Why wasn't he slowing down? she almost screamed to herself as she threw yet another snowball at the ice mage. It didn't faze him as he continued forward and Erza was starting to feel nervous. She had noticed her pile of snowballs getting considerably smaller and she couldn't make more with Gray charging at her like that.
Her slight hesitance gave him the push he needed as he dived forward, grabbing her by the waist as he pushed her down on to the snow. He supported his weight by placing his arms either side of her head as he looked down at her with a smile on his face.
Erza's face was flushed, her cheeks glowing a bright red from all the action in the snow. Her hair was also entangled all over her face and she couldn't help but think she looked like a mess as she gazed back up at the ice mage, a matching smile on her face.
"You seem to be handling the cold better," he remarked after noticing her clothes, or lack thereof. He knew Lucy would scream at the sight, wondering how they could be so crazy, going out in such freezing temperatures without heaps of clothes on but he didn't really mind, and he knew she didn't either.
She grinned. "You've just rubbed off on me."
"Should I be proud?" he asked, his tone playful.
She shrugged. "I don't see why not. It just shows how close we are."
He gave her one last smile before closing the distance between them with a sweet kiss, the two feeling hotter than ever even though they were out in the snow. Snow wasn't so bad. You just had to take the time out to appreciate it.
