Here's a little chapter to satisfy you. :) Sorry for long time, no update.
NOTE: The first segment of this chapter was INSPIRED by Cassandra Clare's Clockwork Prince. So all you people out there, don't freak out because I'm giving credit and it's not totally like it.
Juvia did not cry.
Besides the first tear she let out, they would not come.
Juvia did not understand why they wouldn't. Gray-sama had stomped all over Juvia's heart. She should feel something more than just... Nothing. An empty blankness. A space waiting to be filled.
At least rage would be a reasonable emotion, if not deep, deep, depression. Juvia looked around her room. Gray was everywhere. There were Gray pillows, Gray dolls, all of the little Gray action figures that Max sold at the merchandise stand, several Gray portraits on the walls, even a lock of his hair that she kept by her bed stand at night. If she looked up, she would see the Gray mural that she had painted there. She had made him so noble in the picture, add a crown, sunset, and horse and he would be her prince, riding into the sunset.
Bisca outside (some mail of Juvia's had arrived at her address on accident) sensing the eerie silence, decided not to come in, for eerie silences were never good.
Juvia mechanically stood up. She walked over to the fire and took a poker out.
Eerie silences...
She heated it in the fire.
Are never good!
And stabbed it at her heart.
Now she cried, the dam burst, as Bisca ran in, she was wailing inconsolably, and all of Fairy Hills heard and many rushed down. Juvia just curled up into a little ball and rocked back and forth as she sobbed and sobbed. All her misery at her unrequited love poured out, as she sobbed and wished the day had never happened and she could just cease to exist, pop the bubble, leave the nightmare.
Illlllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllll
It was 9 PM and Gray was drunk.
Not in that celebrity "I'm, like, totally wasted", but in that, "I seem sober but I'm really depressed and want to do anything to distract myself instead of dealing with the issue" way.
After Juvia had left, Lucy and Natsu had split up, with Lucy trying to follow Juvia, and Natsu sitting there with Gray, trying to awkwardly comfort his rival.
"I didn't mean it like that..."
Gray moaned and dug his face in his hands. Natsu awkwardly patted his arm. After a while (20 minutes) of failed arm-patting, he bought Gray a beer (getting the fake ID had been a present from Gildarts a while ago. "This may come in handy someday." He had said seriously.). It had helped, and he bought a few more.
After a while, Gray pushed Natsu off him, pretty damn drunk, and wandered off into the streets. It started to rain softly and a tear leaked down his cheeks. "Juvia-chan... You left me..."
He stumbled over a loose stone in the street and cursed.
"Fuck! Just when everything was going right..."
He picked up the stone.
"You're like my dearest Juvia-chan, tripping me up... Oh Juvia-chan, Juvia-chama..."
He heard footsteps and whirled around.
It was Sharlene. In her radiant goldness, she looked like an angel.
"Hello, Gray-sama."
She sounded like Juvia-chan! Or maybe it was Julia, Juvia was very uncommon...
His vision spun in and out of focus. It was Sharlene, it was Juvia, it was Sharlene again... Juvia now...
"Yes? I'll do anything... Anything."
Juvia smiled. Or Sharlene. It didn't matter, he just wanted for someone... Someone like Julia, Juvia-chan.
"Come with me. I'm off work now, come by my place, and you know..."
She came close and her hot breath filled his ear.
"Have some fun."
Gray followed her, in a trance, over to a small apartment. He dimly wondered if he was in the same neighborhood as Lucy.
The apartment was small, dingy, and cramped. The only attractive thing was the bed, which was pink and frilly. Sharlene wasted no time. She pushed him on the bed and unbuttoned his shirt.
Gray felt a slight twitch of discomfort when she gazed down at him hungrily, but didn't move when she leaned in to kiss.
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The burn was bad.
It was nothing Wendy couldn't heal, but if Bisca hadn't rushed in at the time she had, everyone shuddered at the thought of what could have happened. There was a pale white scar where she had stabbed the poker into her chest.
She put her hand there now and remembered what had happened.
It had taken hours to get her to stop sobbing, and even then she wouldn't come out with what had happened. Eventually, everyone realized the best thing to do was to leave her alone and they walked back to their respective rooms.
Juvia sighed. She supposed she should go thank Bisca and Wendy. Asuka would be fun to see, as always. Juvia tried to smile at the thought of her, but failed. She walked over to the mirror and frowned. Her dress was ripped apart, perhaps from angry clawing nails, and snotty and tear-stained. She tore it off, like she could get rid of the memories of this evening by getting rid of it.
She walked over to her closet and chose a random assortment of clothes. It wasn't like she had Gray-sama to impress.
No. He wasn't Gray-sama anymore. He was Gray-san. Gray-kun. He was simply a silly old crush. She'd fallen head-over-heels at first sight and had been blind-sighted to his flaws.
Juvia walked up a few flights of stairs to Bisca's room. She hesitated before knocking. Human company wasn't appealing right now, but it would be considered rude if she didn't thank her.
Bisca answered immediately after the first knock.
"Juvia-san! Are you all right? Come in, please, Asuka and Alzack are away, so we can talk a little..."
Juvia stepped in and was overwhelmed by animals.
"I believe there's a free spot where we can sit and chat in the corner there..."
It wasn't really much of a space.. The floor was cramped and she saw a faint stain a few centimeters away from her hand. But she had worse problems. Juvia was expecting a quick pop in to thank Bisca, now they were apparently going to "chat".
"So," Bisca said, bringing two cups of tea over, "What was up with that freak-out?"
Juvia stared into the brown depths of her tea. Earl-Grey, she could tell just by looking at it. How thoughtful of Bisca to prepare her favorite kind.
She took a small sip, and felt sick. She had only liked this type because it was Earl-Gray-sama in her mind and it tasted horribly bitter. She pushed it aside, not impolitely, and tried to think of something she could say.
"Oh, Juvia just had a bad afternoon, just one of those days." Juvia tried to laugh, but ended up with a grimace and an odd noise that sounded somewhat like a dolphin.
Bisca raised an eyebrow, but remained silent as she took a sip of her tea.
"How are things going with Gray?"
Juvia tensed up and clenched her teeth. "Things with... Gray-kun are fine." she said tightly.
"Kun? Since when was Gray kun?"
Juvia winced at her trip-up. She decide there wasn't much of a point now that she had messed up so majorly.
"Juvia... Has had a bad dinner with Gray-sa-" She caught herself. "Kun."
Bisca's eyebrows were about to touch the sky.
"Suuure." She paused to sip her tea. "Just a bad dinner and you're calling him kun?"
Bisca really wasn't stubborn and meant well, but she didn't like conflict, especially between destined lovers, and was determined to resolve the issue soon.
Juvia winced inwardly. This was interrogation!
"Gray-sama told Juvia she was not important. Juvia now has something to do, if you'll excuse her." Juvia said irratably. She stood up and placed her unfinished cup of Earl Grey on the small counter.
"Good day, Bisca-san."
Juvia walked to the door and went outside.
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Gray hazily awoke and rubbed his eyes.
His vision was blurry and things shifted in and out of focus.
He could see a black room... Dull gray-brown walls, but there were splotches of pink and green peeking in at the edge of his vision...
He turned on his side and saw Sharlene.
With nothing on.
"Oh shit..."
Whoa... Lots of interesting stuff here... Can't wait to see what Gray and Juvia do next.
To address a couple of my comments/reviews:
Ok, I called you a perv in the middle of my story, because the majority of my readers will "see" something there that is, how should I put this, inappro-pro? *coughcoughdirtymindedbastard scoughcough*
I took a few creative liberties with the setting and time with this story, so bear with me. Bisca is married to Alzack and they have another house somewhere, but Bisca just likes living here, is kind of what I was thinking. Also, sorry if I can't write Bisca well, but in my defense, I feel like her tone is pretty neutral and not really very different. If you notice a difference, I sincerely apologize. (`_´)ゞAlso, I know nothing about tea. So sorry. Again.
Geez, this section should just be called "Apologies from the Author." And this whole chapter? Totally ad-libbed. Anyway, you guys are awesome, I love hearing your reviews and thank you for everything you do, it really lifts me up on a bad day. :) See you next time!
P.S. *SPAM ALERT* I have the first chapter of my NaLu story, This Crazy Thing Called Love or TCTCL for short, up if you wanna check it out. ;)
