Edit 07/26/2018: Same with the first chapter. I corrected ways of error.

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"What's a colony?" Juvia asked with a trembling voice that she hid between her hands. She didn't realize that Gray was actually paying close attention to her, so he could hear the shake. When they reached the peak of her house, fire was rampaging wildly as the usual sight since the past few months.

"It's an association of people with a common interest," Gray explained while looking around for any sign of watchdogs. Path's clear. He used his left hand to make a 'Go' mark by swinging his hand forth. "Mine is of terrorists."

The two of them ducked and hid themselves under the shadows when a soldier passed by. Gray quickly yanked her back when she almost stepped out of the shadowy spot. He realized she was going after dynamite on the ground.

"What?" Juvia hissed, unimpressed. What was that all about living? Making her parent back to live? Pfft, impossible. If she gave a longer thought into it, she was just a naïve little bitch. An egotistical bitch who couldn't accept the reality that her parent were already taken away from her. What came to her before must be false adrenaline.

"Don't go after it, it maybe a trap," he warned while eyeing the soldier who was already too far away, gun ready to shoot down whoever rebel he saw.

"Oh," the girl dismissed him. She could just search another opening to slip down his sight and kill herself. She didn't have the will to live in the first place. What about her parent? They're dead. The dead cannot be proud. Associating with a bunch of terrorists wouldn't make the possibility any better either way.

He just stared at her, giving the blue-headed girl a studying look, before grinning sheepishly.

She thought her stomach just did a back flip.

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They reached the edge of the city. Magnolia was a pretty peaceful area until the tyrant king decided it was time to erase the city's history and remake a new dream metropolis for only riches. The fuck with that, of course everyone tried to rebel against the crazy king. But what could mere poor beings do?

Instead, the king ordered the soldiers to hypnotize them as slaves. Slaves. What kind of mighty ruler would do that to his people? Juvia's parent were one of those unlucky people that had been changed into a living dead. Nothing she could have done to prevent that. Meh, what could a girl who was in a verge of death do? Spitting blood? That's her hourly habit that was eating her from the inside.

Gray and Juvia were already near the river that parting South Magnolia and the forest. Abandoned jungle. They both shared some rest there with the Fullbuster terrorist drank the flowing pure water.

South Magnolia, now was renamed as District D. Unfortunately, the D area was the first space the law chose to eliminate. That's why Juvia could only grouch at her poor house, hiding inside a thin red blanket that she made herself. They took her parent a month ago, and in only that period of time, Juvia had turned into a female that thought that life was worthless.

She had endured the illness since she was 10 years old, and she was glad that she bore that dreadful disease now. Well, that meant she would die sooner. More elegant than being shot in the head by merciless soldiers.

Then three soldiers approached them out of nowhere. "Look, a stranded couple."

"Damn," Gray cursed. It's three on two, but with the girl's aforementioned sick thing, it was three on one. It was an easy task, but considering the condition of his body… That was the sole reason he retreated in the first place. He ran out of bullets this afternoon when he spied on the watchdog's camp. Just then, now was the time for Juvia to ensue her part.

"Hey," she said in a dark, low voice. The three of the pursuers looked at her. She stepped forward, and the raven haired man could finally see the pile of blood in her left palm. "Gray, was it? Run."

"Huh?" he said in confusion, then she told him that she was going to use the bomb earlier. "What about you?" But she gave him no response. If she was about to die, at least she would make a good riddance of herself by blasting herself and saving someone else. Wasn't that cool?

Realizing the scene, Gray cursed while running as she threw the ball of explosive thing to them.

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But she'd never thought a torn-up guy would happen to sneak into her room, then go all 'Do-you-want-to-live' on her. For the sake of sinful humans out there, of course she'd say a big fat no to an outlaw like him, whose job is killing and tormenting people with his bombs, TNTs, grenades and other weapons. What right did he have to ask her that? Stupid raven-haired man.

But then she saw the fire in his onyx eyes that sent chills down her spine. That fire activated the optimistic side of her, making her think about how satisfying her common life was. But, it was only a dream of the past. An impossible dream. She either died now, or a bit later.

"Why did you save me…?"

The blue-haired girl's voice was much worse than before. She finally regained her consciousness after the explosion she made an hour ago. Scratches and blood hugged her dear figure like an old friend. Her head spinning like hell, she could not feel her legs. Only the sound of footsteps and the drenching rain could be heard. Nothing else.

This was not totally Juvia's dream. In her childish dream, a knight in shining armor would save her from the wicked castle after he beat the dragon guarding her. The boy was carrying her on his back, her hands embracing his neck. It's not too bad though.

He kept his look forward yet he could feel the emptiness filling those dark blue eyes under the cobalt lashes of hers. "Beats me."

His body could perhaps give up on him, but he didn't think it would do that when there's a hopeless girl on his back. At least, not until he knew this stubborn woman would be at the hands of trusted care.

Juvia complied when the darkness ate her into the unconscious world. The dream world where she can run away from reality. Hopefully forever.

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Everything went fast for both of the Fullbuster and the Lockser.

Juvia felt consciousness finally embracing her, she opened her eyes, and everything stirred for a moment before she could focus at a pink-haired old woman.

"Porlyusica, a doctor." The old woman informed. "Can you hear me?" she eyeing Juvia closely. Seemed like she was really a doctor. A scary-looking one at that.

The blue-headed girl nodded with visible difficulties, "Barely…" She looked around the bright room. It was a simple room with quite basic healing equipment, but if would have to suffice. Everything was white, except on the outside, it was clouded grey.

Did she die at the explosion? There wasn't supposed to be a doctor anymore, the tyrant king forced them to work only for the kingdom.

The window beside her was currently displaying people with their activities. And there was a familiar guy laying there. That Gray guy.

"From scale one to ten, how would you rate your pain?" the doctor asked while checking her pulse.

"Five."

"Then your head?" the granny asked again, studying her heartbeat, snorting.

"A lil' dizzy," she reflexively touched her head.

"Stop acting tough, I'm a doctor and I know you're dying," the doctor rolled her red eyes. "What's your complains?"

Mocked, "I can't see properly, everything is a little blurry, my head spinning like there's no tomorrow, I can't feel my legs, my heart is erratic and hot, everything's so heavy, I can't smell a thing, my body feels like its destroying itself inside me, I feel limb," she complained.

"Indeed, there's no tomorrow for you," she informed. "Hope you understand."

After all this effort she did… She saw Gray talking to a little girl who had a long, dark blue locks, then he turned his head in her window's direction with an unreadable expression.

"Okay."

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Even if she said okay, it was not okay at all. This night, it had been eight hours since Juvia had entered the medical ward. She could at least felt her legs moving on her brain's order. At least, she could see the night sky. There she was, sitting on ground with arms as pillow on her knees.

If she could choose her life, she would be a star. Shining beautifully at the dark layer of the sky, free. Without the need to frighten at the sight of a green-clothed human who held a pistol. Without the need to suffer to death. Just when she found a new tiny will to live…

For the first time in a long time, she prayed to God.

"Hey," a voice greeted her all of a sudden from beside her. She grew bit by bit familiar to this deep comforting voice that the Lockser girl didn't sense the must to look at the person. Well, he was the only one she knew of here.

"Hmm," was all her response, still wrapping her head with the arms that would be lifeless tomorrow.

"What are you doing?" Gray questioned, isn't it weird to see a literally dying girl sat crouching under a pretty big tree. Night winds weren't good for skin, you know.

"Nothing," she mumbled and he could hear the disappointment in her muffled voice. And he knew what the reason of her sadness.

After a pregnant silence, "Aren't you hungry?" asked the raven haired man. He too, was sitting beside her with his legs crossed.

She didn't answer, only sitting still without any trace of living except the sound of her heavy breathing.

"Come on, you're starving to death," a frown garnished his cold face. This stupid girl was just so stubborn, he couldn't lose his temper, though.

"It's no use," she baffled in a very low voice he could barely hear it. He turned his head to look at the blunette beside him who was just… like a statue. Then, she started coughing again. Hastily, she ran behind the tree and spat the red liquid from her mouth. "See?"

He trailed behind the sick body. "But, you want to live, right?" he questioned in a concerned tone to which the girl gave silence. But he could see the very tiny super duper feint nod the blue haired girl just did. And he knew in his head that she did not want him to see that.

She took a glance at him before saying in a murmur, "It's okay."

Out of the blue, Gray grinned in triumph, "Alright, Lockser, you're gonna see sunshine tomorrow."

"Hehe, I don't need fake dream, you know," but then she coughed once more, blood sticking to her palm beautifully.

"It's not fake," he reassured but Juvia only rolled her deep diamond eyes, "You'll see tomorrow, you rockhead."

"Yes, from up the heavens," she laughed bitterly yet the air was far lighter than the gloomy before. "By the way, what are you doing here?"

Oh yeah I forget. "Here."

"What's this?" she said examining the thing covered in aluminum foil with a crooked eyebrow.

"Caramade franks."

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This city was so screwed up. People dying everywhere, soldiers slaughtering the civilians, fire raging in every spot in your sight, sounds of gunshot flooding the air and people could not breathe in peace. Except for the holy District A, or what the upper class folks called Atlantis, every single area was doomed. Magnolia AKA District D, was the worst of all.

"Now, it was up to her to come back or not." Porlyusica said, leaving the chamber containing Juvia's body to give her own exhausted self some rest.

Well, at least she survived until now. And that now is, she was still in the verge of death. Nonetheless, she had to fight for her live, not just lay there fully giving her soul to the god Anubis. She made a promise last night…

"You don't need to eat it so properly, you know," the raven-haired man chuckled at the girl who just stared at the food. Sure, she was hungry but it's nice to keep your proper manner anytime.

"Do it like this." He opened his mouth in a very big scale, then shoved the caramade franks into the big cave on his face.

Juvia chuckled, "Like this?" And she imitated the act rather dramatically. She tried to not think about the yearning end of her that maybe tomorrow, and to enjoy the little time she had.

"Yeah, nice, isn't it?" Gray questioned the as he himself quietly finished the meal.

She was too absorbed at the taste of this sticky, delicious food, but she answered however, "Yes."

"I suppose you like it, then," Gray smiled which gained the same amount of genuine beam from the girl. It was the first time he saw her smiling in 15 hours he had been with her.

"Can we have this caramade franks again?" Juvia asked all of a sudden, a glint of hope in her bell-like voice.

"Tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay."

And she felt like she should fulfill that promise she just made the night before with the raven-haired outlaw.

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Hello, dear reviewers! It's been so long! (?)

Okay thanks for wasting your time reading this and even reviewing! XD

Children of Light : Really? /blushes/ I will as much as I can :3

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So, yeah, I love you guys! Even though I don't even really actually completely know you…

Edited A/N: I left my reply for the reviews as is. I mean, my 2014!self was too cute XD

07/26/2018 ~NollyLvn