Italics means thoughts and they also mean dreams/day dreams!

Bold is yelling!


Gray P.O.V

"Gray, breakfast is ready!" I didn't answer as I sat up in bed while inhaling the delicious smell of bacon and syrup.

"GRAY? Sweetheart, I made your favorite." With each passing second her footsteps became louder, and her voice, clearer. Finally she appeared in the doorway of my bedroom. She was adorned in a blue dress with an apron on. A soft smile covered her face and her eyes sparkled with love as they looked at me.

"Coming, momma..."

I quickly sat up with a start as the dream passed. I let out a shudder while running my hands through my hair.

That dream... No, that memory, was the last clear one I had of my mother before she died. How unsuspecting I had been the next day when I came back home from Natsu's, only to find out that she was gone. How I had taken her for granted.

As my thoughts cleared I caught the distinct smell of... Bacon and syrup. With a speed I didn't know I possessed this early in the morning I got out of bed, but not before becoming tangled in the covers and falling face first into the ground. I let out a groan quietly before once again making the journey to the kitchen. As I basically ran through the house I found myself slipping on the wooden floors because of my socks, and I had to use my hands to hold onto the corners when I turned around the corner. Finally I stood in the entry way and stopped cold.

There in front of me was Juvia humming a tune as she scooped a pancake out of the pan and onto a plate. Her hair was down and she was wearing a springy baby blue dress. I couldn't help the goofy grin that spread across my face as I casually leaned against the door frame and simply watched her in action. I don't know how long I stood there completely, and utterly entranced by her, but finally the spell was broken when she turned around and saw me.

"Oh Gray! You startled me, I didn't know you were up yet." Her hand was placed over her heart, her eyes were wide and she had a warm smile laid on her lips.

"Oh, yeah sorry. I smelled breakfast." A sheepish expression made its way onto my face as I blushed and looked at my sock covered feet.

"NO! NO! Really its fine!" Her hands waved wildly and her smile morphed into an ecstatic grin before she blushed and put her hands behind her back with an embarrassed pout marring her features. I could feel a smirk grow on my face at her obvious pleasure at my watching her.

"Okay." I said with a nod of my head.

"Okay." She repeated softly. "Well breakfast is all done, why don't you sit down?"

"Okay!" I said once again with a boyish grin before settling down at the dinning table as she served us. As soon as she sat down across from me at the other end of the table I immediately grabbed the syrup boat and smothered my pancakes in the hot, sticky substance. I couldn't help the groan I let out as I took a bite.

IT. WAS. SO. GOOD.

Man am I glad that I married her.


Juvia P.O.V

As I watched him eat his second serving I couldn't help the glowing pride I felt inside. I'm glad that I could make him this happy with something as simple as pancakes and bacon. I shook my head at the thought with barley contained laughter, what a simple minded man.

Soon enough, I watched him take his final bite and I smiled as he looked up with a silly, satisfied grin on his face.

"Thank you Juvia, that was amazing."

"I'm glad you liked it." After I spoke I stood up and began gathering the plates, content with the way the day was going already. Out of my peripheral vision I saw him also stand up and start clearing the table. It was very uncommon for a man to assist a woman in what was expected of her to do, and I could feel confusion creeping up over me.

"Gray, what are -"

"I'm giving you a hand with cleaning up. You cooked, its the least I can do. I know its unusual for a man to take part in these affairs but my Mother always taught me that a husband and a wife are equal; and I stand by that." His face held a sincere smile as he looked into my eyes and I slowly let a smile of my own take over my face.

"Okay, thank you Gray."

"Your welcome Juvia." For a few moments we simply stared at each other. I could feel a blush beginning to cover my cheek and in a flash of shyness I pivoted and walked into the kitchen.

I could here his foot steps behind me as I placed the dishes in the sink. As I turned the water on, he grabbed a wash clothe and began wiping down the counters. I only gave him a happy appraisal with my eyes and turned back to my own task at hand. I turned the water on and plugged the sink while adding soap and I started the long process of washing, rinsing, and drying our dishes.

We worked in silence for a few moments before he spoke.

"Hey Juvia, how would you feel about going into town today to get some things for the house? You can decide, I don't know anything about decorating." While he spoke he rubbed the back of his head in a nervous gesture.

"I would love that Gray!" I beamed at him in excitement and I'm sure that my eyes were wide with anticipation. Suddenly, though my mouth dropped open and I turned redder than a tomato.

"GRAY! YOUR CLOTHES!" I was frantically trying to cover my eyes, but the image was permanently burned into my temporal lobe .

Man, he definitely works out...

I couldn't help but imagine him standing there, abs showing as he called my name. NO, BAD THOUGHT JUVIA!

"AHH, IM SORRY!" He ran out of the kitchen before coming in a few moment later, fully dressed. This must happen all the time because he's a pro at getting his clothes back on at inhuman speeds.

Pretending I hadn't seen anything we fell once more into silence and continued with cleaning up. As I washed the dishes I began to hum a pretty tune..

"What are you singing?" His question caught me off guard and for a moment I didn't speak.

"I don't know, Its something Nanny Niji used to sing to me when I was a young child."

"Oh." Was his only reply. As I continued again with my dishes I could feel his heated gaze on me.


Gray P.O.V

"OH, what about this one Gray?"

"Well I -"

"NO, I like this one BETTER!"

"Okay m-"

"Or what about this one!"

"Ye-"

"THIS IS THE ONE!"

"..."

"NO! THIS IS THE ONE!"

"..."

Juvia continued jumping around, fawning over all of the furniture. Her eyes were bright and her smile was huge. I had long since stopped trying to put in my input. I was content laying down on a couch while I watched her run around, looking at the sofa's. I could barely contain my laughter as I observed her behavior, it reminded me much of a child that was in a toy store.

Suddenly her face appeared in front of me and her eyes were the size of soccer balls and her mouth hung open. I jumped slightly at her sudden appearance in front of me before leaning away slightly.

"Gray, you did it.."

"Did what?"

"You found it, you found the perfect couch!" Her crazed expression morphed into a sweet one.

"I did?"

"You did!"

"Okay, uh, how?"

"Its the couch your laying on silly, it suits you, I could picture you laying on it at home! Its PERFECT!"

"Okay, if you say so."

"Well, I say so!" I laughed and smiled at her as she returned it with one of her own. All of this craziness was completely worth it to see her so happy.


"Where are we going Gray?" We were walking down the bustling street as I walked in front of her, effectible leading her around.

"You'll see." I knew that she would love where I was taking her.

"Grayyyyyyyy!" She winded.

"Juviaaaaaaaa!" I copied.

"Hmph."She groaned with a pout. I only rolled my eyes with a chuckle in response.

We walked in a comfortable silence for a few more minutes before I came to a stop.

"Mo Mo's Ice Cream Shop?! We're getting ice cream!"

"Yep, and this is the best place to get it." As I pulled the door open the bell above it jingled and announced our arrival. After Juvia walked in I guided her towards the counter. Behind the counter stood a girl close in age to both me and Juvia. She had pink hair that was held up in a high pony tail, a short black dress, and icy blue eyes.

"Hi, can I help you?" As she spoke her gaze never left mine, and her voice came in a sultry undertone.

"Uh, yeah can I have an Oreo blizzard?" My voice was hesitant and I couldn't help but shuffle closer to Juvia, almost wishing I could hide behind her.

"Of course, handsome..." My mouth fell open and I was at a loss for words.

"OKAY! IM READY TO ORDER NOW!" Juvia yelled as she started turning slightly red. I turned my head to the shops window as thunder flashed.

"Geez, no need to yell lady!"

"Love Rival..." Juvia growled in a quiet voice that brought chills down my spine. Rain began to fall outside against the shops roof that was loud and harsh.

"What do you want to get, Juvia?" I asked quickly hoping to keep the peace. Her mood immediately visibly brightened as she beamed and held her index finger to her chin, appearing to be deep in though. To match her mood the rain lessened to a sprinkle.

"Raspberry Pineapple in a bowl, please!"

"Sure, sure. Ill be right back with your order, cutie." Once again her eyes never left me and to make matters worse, she winked. I could almost physically see smoke coming out of Juvia's ears. I cringed at how angry she appeared to be. Soon enough the girl came back with mine and Juvia's ice cream. Juvia grabbed her ice cream as I began to pay.

"My names Pureya, what's yours? Maybe we could get together some time..." I quickly finished paying and grabbed my ice cream as Juvia began to speak.

"His name, Pureya, is Gray. And he's taken. Sorry but you wont be getting together any time soo, or ever for that matter." Juvia's voice was cold and her eyes were hard.

"Oh is that so? And who are you to control him?" Her voice was grating against my ears and I finally spoke up.

"My wife." With that I grabbed Juvia's hand and made my way out of the shop.


Juvia P.O.V

Gray and I were once again walking. Our hands were entwined and we both were silent. I was still blushing, and we had been holding hands for over five minutes now. I couldn't help it, I had only met him a few days ago and yet my feelings were stronger than I knew was even remotely possible.

I was scared of what I was feeling.

I was scared of falling in love with him so soon.

I was scared of falling in love with my husband.

What a silly notion, afraid to love your husband.

Gray suddenly squeezed my hand as if sensing my anxious thoughts, and turned towards me. A serene smile covered his face, and his eyes were glowing like dark embers. His face conveyed everything I needed to know.

If I fell in love with him, he would catch me. There was nothing to be afraid of, because Gray was never leaving. I let out an electric smile of my own and we continued walking on towards the setting sun.