Summary: Gray wakes up with no memory of the night before and Juvia in bed beside him….

Pairings: Gray/Juvia, implied Gajeel/Gray/Natsu friendship, and motherly Juvia/Ur.

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Gray's head was killing him.

It wasn't just aching, it was throbbing. The persistent banging noise against his skull blanked his mind out entirely, to the point that he could only just, barely, remember his own name.

Fuck, how much did he drink last night?

Far too much, seemed to be the obvious answer, as Gray-s throat and mouth was dry as sandpaper, his head was pounding, his body felt incredibly sore, and there was an unusual warmth on his left side.

"Mmm!" Juvia groaned as she snuggled deeper into Gray's naked chest. "Gray-sama," she mumbled against his nipple.

Gray's eyes bugged out at that.

Oh bloody, mother fucking, Christ!

Gray was suddenly keenly aware that he was entirely naked and in bed with Juvia. He was naked and in bed with Juvia. Juvia, his stalker. Juvia who declared her love on a daily basis. Juvia who he…..erm, well…did he mention his head was killing him?

A quick peek at Juvia revealed that the pretty blue-haired girl was dressed. Not with a lot of clothing, she wore one of those silky, lacy, nighties that were more like underwear than nightwear. The very thing straps fell off at her shoulders, as a patch of deep, cerulean, blue silk decorated with a darker blue lace, was pushed aside to reveal a pale nipple, and the already short skirt was scrunched up to reveal Juvia's thighs.

There was a lot of skin on show.

Lots and lots of porcelain, white, skin…..covered in dark purple bruises that looked suspiciously like hickeys….

Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Carefully (because this was not the first time Gray had woken up to find Juvia in his bed though usually she was fully dressed and untouched), Gray slid his arm out from beneath Juvia's form which caused her to groan in protest, and then quickly, before Juvia realised there was something amiss, Gray replaced himself with his pillow in Juvia's arms.

Juvia sighed blissfully and snuggled closer to his pillow.

Gray scanned the room, he had no idea where he was but this definitely wasn't his apartment (small, cramped, and hideously messy), nor was it Juvia's room at Fairy Hills (white, lacy, and girly), and he couldn't, for the life of him, find a single item of his clothing.

Damn, he probably lost it all in some street somewhere.

He had to get out of here.

If Juvia woke up and found him naked in a strange room with her, she'll start to think all sort of crazy things.

Just as Gray reached the window, a floorboard creaked, and Juvia's moaned. "Gray-sama?" she asked in a dazed, bewildered, voice. "What are you doing?"

Fuck!

"I'm sorry Juvia," he called over his shoulder as he hastily opened the window, "I don't remember anything from last night at all. I didn't mean to do anything, and I know this sounds like a shitty thing, but I do care about you just not- oh look! Erza is calling me, goodbye!"

He then swung a leg over the window. "But Gray-sama," Juvia protested, "We're-"

And that was all Gray heard as he jumped down onto a street and ran off before Juvia could say or do anything else.

…

Juvia blinked, and then blinked again, and then quickly her sleepy confusion evaporated and irritation took over. This was Natsu-san and Gajeel-kun's fault. They knew what Gray-sama was like when he was hungover. They knew he seemed to temporarily lose his mind and memories. And yet, still, they pour beer down her beloved husband's throat till he is nothing but a drunken mess on the floor.

"Mummy?"

Juvia jumped and hastily covered herself, the cool air against her skin reminded her that Juvia was not decent, before she turned to face the most precious person in the world.

Juvia's and Gray-sama's child.

The tiny, delicate, three year old had quickly become both Juvia's and Gray-sama's world (when Gray-sama was actually sober, not hung-over, and in full possession of his mental facilities). He was extra precious to Juvia not just because he was prove that Juvia and Gray-sama had become one, but because he was the splitting image of Gray-sama! From his big, grey, eyes, and the fluffy black hair that stood on end due to a night full of tossing and turning, right down to his tiny, little, pale toes.

Juvia's heart warmed at the very sight of him.

"Yes, Ur-kun?" Juvia replied warmly. "Did something wake you?"

"Uhuh," Ur nodded sleepily as he rubbed his eyes, "Daddy did. Why was Daddy climbing out the window?"

"Because, even though Mummy thinks Daddy-sama is the greatest person in the world, Daddy-sama is still an idiot," Juvia explained as gently as possible. After all, she could hardly tell her three year old son that his father got so drunk that his mind had temporarily forgotten everything from his late teens onwards. "Daddy-sama will come back later. Until then, would Ur-kun like to cuddle with Mummy?"

"Yes!"

Juvia had been told that she should treasure these moments with her son before it was too late because soon enough he'll no longer think it was cool to snuggle up with Juvia.

Well, Juvia fully intended to, but first she had something to do.

"Well then, you snuggle into Mummy's bed and Mummy will be back in one minute," Juvia pulled on her blue silk dressing gown. "Mummy just has something to deal with first."

And with that she hurriedly left her bedroom, rushed down the stairs, and then firmly locked the front door.

A few hours out in the cold, with their neighbours watching, and likely arrest for public indecency (and/or a beating from Erza) would surely teach Gray-sama to stop drinking with Natsu-san and Gajeel-kun.

And if not…..

Well, more pancakes for Ur-kun and Juvia.