Juvia P.O.V


Everyday of the last seventeen years of my life, every passing second, minute, hour, and day has been unimportant and unmemorable. And yet here I sit wishing, hoping, and praying I didn't have to leave. Why? Its simple. The only person who ever loved me as a parent. Almost like a mother.

Nanny Niji.

She was a simple women who had worked here since she was thirty-three years old. She had been here for every important and on the rare occasion, interesting, occurrences to ever take place. My fathers marriage to my mother. My birth. My mothers death. And now, my wedding.

Today was the day. December 3rd, Sunday X784. Today is a cold, gloomy day. Rain clouds dot the sky and its 53 degrees outside.

I sigh in resignation of my situation. I don't have a choice.

I bring my eyes away from the window for the first time in over half an hour and look at Nanny Niji. Some might even ponder if she was taking the news of me arranged marriage harder than I was. She had been crying incessantly since I had told her about it and as she packed my things she would constantly be sniffling and wiping under her eyes, while telling old stories about when I was growing up.

"Juvia, come dear." Her voice broke while speaking. She was dressed in an ivory dress with a large hat on her head, a sad smile marring her kind features. I cautiously stood up in my crystal white dress. It truly was beautiful, with its long train and beautiful lace, figure hugging fabric. I slowly walked towards her in my five inch strap wedding shoes. As I reached her she grasped my hands tightly in her own.

"Juvia today is your special day. Even if I don't agree with how it came about, and so I believe you'll be needing this." She slowly turned and retrieved a small blue box from the vanity and handed to me. Once I opened it my breath caught in my throat. It was absolutely breath taking. With soft, slow hands I pulled out a necklace with a blue raindrop that looked as though it were a diamond.

"Oh Nanny Niji, its beautiful!"

"I'm glad you like it dear, here give it to me and turn around." I handed her the necklace with a happy smile before turning. I could feel her cold hands touch my neck as she clasped the necklace around it. The icy feeling the necklaces' chain gave me chills and as I stared at my reflection I couldn't help but feel melancholy. Here I was, in my wedding gown on what is supposed to be the happiest day of my life and yet I wanted nothing more than to be anywhere else.

A knock on the door broke apart my thoughts

"Come in." Nanny Niji spoke, her voice firm. With a twist of the handle Gajeel appeared. My eyes widened before they filled with tears.

"Gajeel!" I cried out before running and throwing my arms around him. His arms engulfed me and held me tightly, almost seemingly not wanting to let me go.

Bonus P.O.V - Gajeel

Everybody faces judgment at least once in their life. I faced mine the day I was born. I was born to a maid and a Lord. It was the scandal for the Redfox family of the century. My father hated me, but couldn't get rid of me due to how it would look to the bystanders. As for my mother she died while giving birth to me.

The first memory I have of Juvia was when I was six years old. She was barley four then, nothing but a baby. And yet she was the first person who didn't judge me, the first person who made me smile.

Our fathers often times visited one another and after learning of how well we got along together they began to bring us with them. And the fact that when we were together we were out of their way.

She's my best friend and the only person I truly love besides Levy, my wife of two years, and Nanny Niji.

Since we were children I had swore to protect her from everything bad in this world. And yet I felt as though I had broken that promise because here she stood before me, her chest holding a broken heart.

As I held her close I wanted nothing more than to keep her sheltered from what the world really looked like.

I never wanted to let her go

Juvia P.O.V

With what seemed like reluctance he finally let me go. As I looked up at his face and it brought comfort to me from its familiarity.

"You came?" My voice was shaky and sounded surprised to my own ears.

"Of course I did Juve, what you thought you were gonna walk down the isle by yourself?" His face held a smirk, but I could see that his eyes held a smile.

After I had talked to Nanny Niji I had confronted my father. It had ended in an argument because he told me he couldn't walk me down the isle due to a business rip in America.

"Thank you, Gajeey. What would I do without you?"

"I don't know honestly how you function when I'm not around Juve." He softly smiled down at me before bringing me in for another hug.

Nanny Niji just smiled at our antics and embraced the both of us in a group hug.

Another knock broke the silence.

This time it was Gajeel who spoke as we broke apart.

"Come in." His voice was rough and Levy walked into the room in her beautiful dress.

"Oh Juvia!" She ran towards me and threw her arms around me. I hugged her just as tightly in return.

"How are you holding up? Are you scared? Do you even know this man? Where are you going to be living? How -,"

"Levy! Let her breathe." Gajeel's voice was stern and yet in held adoration for his wife. Her eyes widened as she composed herself and took a step back while still holding onto my hands.

"Sorry, he's right Juvia. I'm just so nervous for you. Anyway, I came to tell you that its time for the ceremony to start."

"Of course, I'm ready." And with that we all made our way out of my room and to the backyard where the ceremony was taking place.

Gray P.O.V

I nervously tapped my foot from my place at the altar as I waited for the wedding to begin. My hands felt shaky and my breathing felt sharp and hallow. I nervously pulled at my tie before quickly bringing my hand to my side in a fist, not wanting any accidents happening with my clothes.

My head snapped up as the music began. This was it. I was getting married.

I don't even know what she looks like. How she acts. What her name is. I know her as Lord Lockser's daughter. Nothing more, nothing less. And yet here we were about to be husband and wife for the rest of our very long life's.

The first person I saw was a large man with dark hair and piercings. I rose my eyebrows at this, piercings were a rarity in this day and age. Finally I forced my gaze over, and my breathing ceased.

Blue. Her eyes were a fierce dark blue. Her hair was aqua and reminded me of a flowing water fall. And her skin was porcelain. She was breathtaking.

She slowly made her way to the altar with the man giving her away.

Finally she came to a stop before me and the man gave her a hug before letting her go and forever placing her in my care. Before completely turning to sit down he gave me a glare that sent a message, 'treat her right or I'll kill you...'

She let her tentative gaze roam over my face as I continued to let my gaze do the same. The preacher rambled on but I didn't pay any mind to the words that he spoke. For some odd reason me eyes couldn't seem to leave hers. Finally the calling of my name brought me out of my trance.

"Mr. Gray Fullbuster do you take Juvia Lockser..." Juvia. Rain. How fitting that her name matched her appearance. Once he finished his long speech I finally acknowledged his presence for the first time.

"I do." I said with full fledged confidence as I looked into her ocean eyes.


Juvia P.O.V

Butterflies were having a war inside of me. Gajeel squeezed my arm in comfort and we began to walk. The moment I saw him the world fell off of its axis.

His eyes were a blue so dark that they appeared black and his hair resembled the color of deep, rich ink. His figure was tall and he was of medium build. His expression was one of wonderment and awe. I was in shock, this was to be my husband.

Soon enough Gajeel and I stood before him. I turned towards Gajeel and he pulled me into his tight, warm embrace.

The embrace of a big brother.

I walked the rest of the way towards the alter and I stood across from my fiancé. Our gazes were tethered together and couldn't seem to be broken apart. Finally after what seemed like hours, I put a name to his face

He was Gray Fullbuster, son of Lord Silver Fullbuster. And when it was finally time for me to say my life long vow, I found myself not so afraid of the future anymore.

"I do." My voice held no hesitation as I spoke to him.

Gray.

Gray Fullbuster.

My husband.