bits&pieces Chapter 22: Please Don't Get Married, a fairy tail fanfic

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61. "I love you. I am completely and utterly in love with you. Please don't get married…"

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If Gray could make the train fly, he would. The idea of freezing the tracks so the train would just glide into its destination was very tempting. He would have done everything to get to Magnolia sooner, to get to his Juvia sooner.

Team Natsu was just about to embark on the journey in finding the fourth dragon when Gray caught wind of the news that Juvia Lockser was getting married. And not to him.

Gray jumped on the next train back to Magnolia, not even saying a word to his company. As soon as he saw the roof of the Magnolia train station, Gray leaped out of the vehicle, jumped over the barricades and ran as fast as his feet could make him. It was a Tuesday and the station wasn't as busy or populated as usual. At least, one thing went right.

Gray had one destination – Juvia. As he ran on foot, one voice echoed in his head.

Don't think she will wait for you forever, lover boy.

He didn't believe it at first. How she, his Juvia, fall in love with another man? But the possibility that maybe, maybe Juvia got tired and stopped waiting, stabbed him in the heart. As Juvina's words repeated in his head like broken record, the dagger just kept pushing in. He held a fist against his chest, gripping at the cloth that his fist gathered. There was pain but no blood.

How long was he going to chase the pavement? Gray was getting frustrated. He'd been running for hours but the road kept growing longer ahead of him. He could feel the hard floor beneath his feet and before his vision blurred, tears fell from the corners of his eyes and shattered on contact with the ground.

He missed the shallow pothole and fell on the pavement face first. Another second wasted. Could this be the gods telling him to let her go? No, he made a promise to himself.

I will become a man who can protect her

He picked himself up, ignored all the pain that was telling him to stop. There was no way he'd let that happen. When the famous church spire was finally in sight, Gray picked up the pace.

And go get Juvia no matter what.

There was no way he was giving up his girl. Neither in this lifetime nor the next.

When Gray reached the end of the steps and came face to face with the giant, twin doors, his knees weakened. His body was failing him, telling him it was a lost cause, that Juvia was someone else's now. The tears burned behind his eyes. His throat hurt terribly as he felt the dry lump rising.

He pleaded with his body. Not now. He begged. Let me see her.

He mustered all the magic he could and with a quick swift of his hand, Gray iced the double doors. His fist clenched into a fist, on its own and before he knew it, his arm threw a strong punch against the frozen wood. The doors shattered into many pieces, with a loud bang that caught the attention of everyone inside the church. The pain of the punch was nothing compared to the agony that hit him at the sight of his Juvia in front of the altar, standing next to a man who wasn't him.

"Juvia." His voice croaked and strained – of pain, torment and anguish. "Please don't do this." He cried.

He couldn't even his breath. His heart was beating so fast in a rhythm it never had before. Slowly, his feet took him to approach the altar. He needed to put a stop to this and Gray knew how. If he wanted to get his girl, he needed to let it all out.

"I'm a fool for not letting you know what I truly feel. I have my reasons but," Gray stopped in his tracks. Juvia turned around to face him, dressed in her beautiful white gown, her lace veil covered her face. It now felt real, so real and urgent. "but it doesn't matter anymore." He finished as he saw the confusion on the groom's face turn into hostility.

Time was against Gray and if he didn't do something quick he was going to lose her… forever. Gray swallowed the lump in his throat and prepared to bear himself to the woman he loved.

"I love you. I am completely and utterly in love with you."

All those years of hiding his true feelings, just because he didn't know what to do with them, how to react to them, finally caught up with Gray.

"Please don't get married." He begged, he prayed, he pleaded. And if he had to do it on his knees he would have, if that would get her back to him. "Please don't get married to someone else."

He stood motionless in the middle of the isle just a few steps away from the altar. The world seemed to stop turning as he waited for the woman to take her veil off and give him her answer.

"Gray-sama!" The familiar voice didn't come from the bride in the altar. Instead, it came from behind.

His heart almost fell of his chest when the veil revealed a face of a stranger.

"What is Gray-sama doing?"

Gray slowly turned around to meet Juvia, his Juvia, safely covered in her casual blue dress, no wedding dress in sight. Her face was twisted in a strange expression. A strained smile wasn't addressed to him.

"Sorry folks! Please get on with the wedding."

Gajeel emerged behind Juvia with his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Hey, moron. I'm going to punch your teeth off if we don't get paid in this job."

Job? Gray was confused. He shifted his gaze from the fuming iron-dragon slayer and back to the water-mage. As relief washed over him, Gray abandoned all thoughts and threw his arms around Juvia, enveloping the slender woman in a tight and longing embrace.

"I thought I lost you." The moment the words rolled out of his tongue, fear gripped at him again.

"Juvia is here, Gray-sama. She's not going anywhere." She told him. But Gray didn't let go and there was no sign he would either anytime soon.

"Don't scare me like that again." He whispered, kissing the top of her head. He told himself to remember her scent later.

"Seriously, Ice Princess. I need to feed a family y'know."

When the couple didn't budge, the father of twins had to drag them out of the wedding and outside of the Cathedral, muttering under his breath how idiotic Gray could get for thinking that the crazy woman would ever marry anyone other than him. Stupid, just stupid. That woman would wait even if it took the ice bastard a hundred years to finally come around.

However, Gajeel was still glad that it only took him a badly circulated rumor – ridiculous at that – to get him to actually admit his feelings.

Writer's Corner: Sooooo, it's gonna be a while until we hear from our favorite ballerina and athlete couple. I hope this makes up for it just for a little while. Need to catch up with my readings and assignments and a whole lot of demanding professors.

As usual, drop some lovin' alright?