Summary: Gray Fullbuster is a player both in love and in life. He plays Professional Basketball and is being groomed to be in line with Basketball Legends Michael Jordan, Lebron James, Kobe Bryant and Stephen Curry. There's just one problem, Gray Fullbuster is a play-ah. His life is a giant mess of crazy parties, waking up with random women and waking up in random women's apartments. Just living the life.

The opinion of the public on him is waning. To save the million-dollar endorsements in the verge of disappearing, Gray needs to change his image. Therefore, Gray Fullbuster, Fiore Knight's Team Captain and Most Valuable Player, will be in the next season of "My Star Can Dance".

There's another problem: it seems like his star isn't that bright since his partner, one of Fiore's prominent ballerinas, doesn't know him? His billboard is hanging in front of her dancing school! And it was a good billboard since all he was wearing was his six-pack and an Aztec bandana. How come she didn't notice?

She's In Your Court 10: I'VE GOT A CRUSH ON YOU

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I've been stung
All this chemistry has got me falling
I'll be alright
I'm definitely high

– GOOD, Erin McCarley

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Juvia dashed to the living room. Alas, it was too late. The can of worms had been opened. There was no escaping now.

Juvia caught his father seated in the middle of the living room, an open album spread over his lap and a curious Gray leering over him. Gray hanged on Julian's every word; his midnight eyes glued on the pages of a photo album. Times like this that Juvia wished she was an athlete rather than a dancer. The resentful ballerina dropped down the couch next to Gray, accepting her fate. She just wished it wasn't 'the album' every girlfriend prayed would never see the light of day.

"Here's my little girl in her first pink tutu. She was four and she never took it off." Julian beamed. "Here she is in her first recital; she played the young snow white, my little princess."

The doting father pointed at each photo as he recounted the momentous events in Juvia's growing years. He glanced at her with pride and love every now and then. Juvia received her father's gazes with a smile. Yet, the ballerina was on guard. At the back of her mind, the nervous girlfriend wished nothing embarrassing would come out of the album.

"Oh."

But fate was a mischievous one. As Juvia's luck would have it, a single photo fell out of the album when Julian flipped the page.

"How did it get here?"

That rhetorical question never meant any good for any one. Girlfriend instinct forced Juvia to grab the polaroid, beating Gray to it, before the man had a good look at baby Juvia naked in the tub.

Why do baby pictures always have to be them butt-naked?

"I'll take that." Juvia ran out of places to hide the photo and decided to keep it inside her brassiere. For sure, no one would dare look in there.

"Hey, I wanted to see that." Gray protested.

The moment the words escaped his lips, Gray realized the possible confusion that his statement may bring. Before they eventually make him lose his standing as Juvia's favorite boyfriend, he quickly turned to Juvia's father to clear things up. "I meant the photo, Sir. Not… not your daughter's… braHey how about this one?"

Gray hurriedly flipped the album to the next page before the now suspecting father held him accountable. His fingers slowed down and ultimately stopped at a single page. Something else caught his attention. Words failed him, his breath hitched in his throat. The corner of his mouth turned up to the slightest degree which did not escape Julian's studying eyes.

"That's Juvia in her Fairy Tail jersey."

"Wow." Gray said breathlessly staring intently at the photo. He memorized the photo with a gleam of awe in his eyes.

"I have no place in Ballet." The older man felt the need to get into detail. "She probably felt bad for me. So, Juvia came with me for every Fairy Tail Game, even though she hated it."

"I didn't hate it, dad." Juvia gently corrected.

Gray turned to the woman who apparently shared his love for basketball – proud and beaming and happiness written all over his foolish smile.

"I didn't know you liked basketball."

The affection in his eyes was met with recognition. Juvia wasn't trying to hide it or anything. There was just one little detail she would like to keep to herself – take to her grave if she could. If Juvia started talking about her like of basketball…

"Liked it? Juvia loved it!"

Olivia chose that moment to walk in and release the Kraken. The socialite set the chocolate mud pie on the coffee table. Then, she sat on the arm rest, snaked an arm around her husband's shoulder before the diplomat rested his arm on Olivia's lap in return. It was the most natural sight.

"She almost became a basketball groupie."

"What?" The surprise widened Gray's eyes but it failed to hide the glint of excitement and a little bit of mischief he felt over the information.

To Juvia's horror.

"In High School, she almost quit ballet to become a cheerleader. And it's not even for her school's team."

The couple shared a laugh that bounced around the living room. They reminisced the good old days like it was yesterday.

"I remembered her and that little friend of hers, what was her name?"

"It was Levy, darling." Olivia offered, referring to the now assistant show-writer from the dancing show.

"Oh yeah, Levy. Every weekend they'd take the train to watch basketball events in all parts of the country."

Julian did not notice the warning look shot his way by none other than his only daughter.

Really. 'All parts of the country' was a bit of a stretch.

"There was even one time; her grades were failing so we had to ground her."

Juvia knew where the conversation was going but her efforts to change the subject were futile. Her warnings were ignored. She couldn't help but think, "Was there like a rule that tells parents to embarrass their daughter in front of their boyfriend that she wasn't aware of?" Because the next part of this story was…

"But her favorite basketball team was playing so she snuck off and climbed the gates." Julian had to wipe the tears off the corner off his eyes.

"Okay, dad." Juvia stood from the couch, planning on collecting her parents for a nap or something. Anything. "Story time is over."

"Wait. Wait." He said between pants. "Here's the best part…"

But that wasn't the end of it. Juvia braced herself for the grand reveal.

"Her clothes got stuck on the fence and her mother and I had to take her down."

A chorus of laughter erupted in the Lockser living room with one voice missing. A picture of the young, delinquent ballerina dangling on the fence would have been a sight to behold. Not for Juvia. Yet, when she thought the worst part was over, her mother opened up her mouth.

"She got so mad she wasn't able to watch the Magnolia High basketball team. She didn't even talk to us for a week."

Juvia felt the urgency to put a stop on the conversation before Gray…

"Hey, that's my High School team!"

Gray received a knowing smile from Olivia. Finally putting two in two together, he turned to the blushing ballerina beside him. "You're a fan of my team?"

"Oh, she's a fan but not entirely of your team."

"Mother." Juvia shot the older Lockser her last warning. If the woman wouldn't keep quiet, it wouldn't take Gray long before he uncovered a little embarrassing information that Juvia buried a long time ago.

Olivia raised her hand in the universal sign of conceding. She left the armrest and picked a slice of the sweet dessert.

"Oh!" It was Julian who exclaimed, remembering every girl-to-girl talk he was never a part of. "Is he Captain Cutie?"

"Dad!"

"I'm Captain Cutie?" Gray pointed at himself, half-amused and half-surprised at Juvia's apparent nickname for him.

The cat was finally out of the bag.

Juvia didn't address Gray. She deflected the issue by putting the blame on her mother; the latter invoked deniability.

"I can't believe you're the Captain Cutie we've followed around the country for basketball competitions."

Again, 'followed around the country' was such an overstatement. The farthest she went to watch Gray's game was Oaktown which was a two-day ship ride away. But it didn't stop the corner of Gray's lips to quirk in pride, pleasure and something else.

"You followed me around?"

Juvia stood up from the couch, all flustered and ready to jump into the beach and never come up shore.

"In my defense, I was really young and you were really cute."

Until the very end, Juvia remained defensive. The reason she didn't want Gray to find out about "Captain Cutie' was exactly because of how he'd use the fact to tease her, to no end. It was going to be an endless discussion of who liked who first.

"Well, you kids might want to talk about this whole 'Juvia was your biggest fan and she had a big crush on you' thing while you get me some pack of burger patties."

Julian's voice broke the tension. He coyly gave her daughter, who now had her eyes narrowed at him, a smile. But she couldn't keep the frown on her face.

"C'mon, Gray." She walked over the key-holder to grab the keys to her father's convertible. "I'll show you around town." She walked past her folks, dangling the keys in front of her father as punishment.

Two could play at this game, dad.

"Not, not the… not the Ferarri."

Julian reached out to grab the keys from his daughter's hand but Olivia kept him where he was standing.

"Let it go, honey." Was his wife's comforting words.

All the way from the car to isle fourteen, Gray barraged and teased the ballerina, as Juvia had suspected, about that little secret he luckily stumbled upon.

"I knew you were a fan but I didn't realize it went way back in High School."

"Quit while you're ahead, Gray." Juvia warned as she pushed the cart along the meat aisle. Juvia stopped when she hit something. Apparently, it was a 5'9 chunk of a man with a petty smug on his bright face.

"You had a big crush on me, didn't you?"

Juvia rolled her eyes. She didn't know if Gray was stupid or acting like one. Following him around her entire High School life did spell 'big crush'.

"It was a momentary lapse of judgment." She hit him again with her cart and shifted it to push ahead of Big Head.

Gray caught up with her picking up a pack of twin burger meat. Apparently, his girlfriend was still pouting. Sensing her irritation, Gray thought of a way to lighten up her mood.

"Well, if it helps, I really have a big crush on you, now and I'm sure I would have if I've seen you in one of those cheerleader uniforms."

"Don't be creepy."

Juvia stopped inspecting the packed meat and turned to him, a small smile tugging on her lips. Gray had a way with words and made it hard to ignore him anymore. She told him to continue that she might like him again.

"And actually," Gray held her hand and brushed his lips against her knuckles. The corners of his eyes creased with his smile. "I am kind of whipped by you."

This time, it wasn't what he said. It was how he held Juvia's gaze, the way his eyes adored her. Those dark midnight eyes had the power to entice and she bet her money on it, many had fallen for them, including her.

The two became suddenly aware of their surroundings and the voice of someone clearing up her throat ruined the moment. They whipped around to see a large woman around in her late fifties, in Gray's rough estimate, throwing them a nasty look.

Man, they really were not a popular couple among the forty to fifty demographic.

Gray and Juvia spent the whole afternoon going around town, meeting the people in Juvia's life, visiting the places monumental in her growing years. Some of the townspeople recognized them from the show and requested to take photos. There were also who were fans of Fiore Knights and commended the MVP's performance in the last season.

When they passed by the town plaza, Gray had a good laugh at the giant tarpaulin with Juvia's face on it. The woman did her best to hide her face from the public. She didn't like attention even though her beauty did demand it. The upside of it, Gray said, was that the photo they used looked really pretty.

Walking down Juvia's memory lane, Gray had a glimpse of the ballerina's childhood. He enjoyed it immensely. He liked sitting at a corner both of a local diner, enjoying the unhealthy but classic combination of burger and fries. He loved listening to her friends in town talking about embarrassing things Juvia did when she was young. In every story, in every person, in every place, Gray made new discoveries.

When they came home late that afternoon, Julian Lockser threw himself at the red Ferrari, embracing the luxurious car as much as his long arms allowed. Juvia swore she heard him apologize to it (for letting his daughter drive it) even if she returned the luxury car unscathed.

Olivia suggested that they give the man a moment with his car and hinted the idea of inviting Gray down the beach for a stroll. The boy agreed quickly but not before he saw a tear escaped Julian's menacing eyes.

Why was Gray even scared of that guy?

Writer's Corner: Hi! It's been awhile. This update is one of my shortest but I've already drafted Chapter 11 so stay tuned for that. Hope you guys miss these two as much as I did. Fighting for finals then let's do this! #GruviaForever