And here are the answers! I made up the whole explanation of magic, so I hope you like it. I was just trying to figure out the best way to explain everything and have the story still make sense.

Lucy sighed as she sat at her lunch table. The whole school had an assembly the first four periods. Lucy spent the whole time thinking about what Gray told her that morning. Of course she didn't believe in magic. It was crazy. It was crazy, right?

"Look at what Layla sent me this morning," Erza said in a teasing voice. She was holding out her phone. Of course Layla took a picture and sent it to Erza.

"When did that bastard come over?" Natsu hissed.

"Gray lives next door. He probably came over late at night," Levy explained. Natsu seemed pretty upset about it. Everyone started talking about Lucy and Gray. The blonde in question just leaned back, continuing to think about magic. Lucy couldn't take it. She stood up and walked over to Gray's table, completely ignoring the questions pouring out of her friend's mouths.

"What the hell did you mean this morning?" Lucy demanded. She stood beside Gray and slammed her hand on the table.

"Whatever do you mean?" Gray smirked.

"Don't you fuckin dare play stupid," Lucy snapped.

"Such language," Gray said, fake shocked. "Come by my house later tonight." He picked up his tray and left. Lucy sighed and went back to her table. She wouldn't get any answers right now.

X

"I'm going over to Gray's," Lucy told her mother. It was about seven, and she was in suspense long enough. Layla gave her a funny look, but allowed her to go. Lucy walked over to Gray's house and knocked twice on the door.

"Lucy? What can I do for you?" Ur opened the door.

"I'm here to, uh, hang out with Gray," Lucy said. She really didn't know what reason to say.

"Well come in then." Ur smiled and stepped inside. The first step she took, Lucy froze. Literally. Their house was very cold. "Gray's room is upstairs. You should find it fairly easy." Lucy nodded and went up the stairs, hugging her body on the way up. If she wasn't wearing a hoodie, she would be even colder.

She saw Gray laying on a bed in the last room, so she stepped inside. The whole room was dark blue and black. He had a full sized bed, a desk, a closet, and a bookshelf. On the shelf, there were a bunch if ice figurines. A few books and two picture frames were on the top shelf. The first picture was of Gray, Ur, and Lyon when they were younger. Ur and Lyon were smiling, and Gray was pouting, looking away from the camera. The second picture was of two adults that Lucy didn't know.

"Lucy," Gray said. She looked over and saw Gray waving his hands in front of her. Natsu did the same thing the night before.

"Sorry. I was looking at your bookshelf," Lucy said.

"It's fine." Gray reached behind Lucy and shut the door. He motioned for her to sit at his desk. He sat at the foot of his bed.

"Magic?" Lucy got right to the point.

"Magic is a lost practice in our area. About two days by train, you start to see people use magic. The farther away you go, the more you see. Most people use it lightly. They may use it to help with housework. But others have specialized talents. These are the wizards. They join guilds and take jobs." Lucy nodded. "I am one of those wizards."

"Wha! You're a wizard! That is so cool!" Lucy yelled. She unconsciously sat beside Gray.

"My power is ice. Do you want to see-"

"Yes!" Lucy cut him off. He laughed and put his his left fist in his right hand.

"Ice Make: Flower," Gray said. A magic circle flashed above his fist. A flower formed in his hands. He handed the lilly to Lucy.

"This is amazing!" Lucy gawked at the flower. "Can you do anything else?"

"I can make anything I want. I can make swords or guns even."

"That's awesome!"

"Now I'll get back to my story." Gray stood up and walked to his bookshelf. "I used to live with my mom and dad in a small village far away from here." Gray picked up the picture of the two adults. "When I was eight, these people came to my village and started killing everyone. I heard screaming outside, so I ran downstairs. As soon as I did, I watched this man stab my father. He turned to my mom and aimed to stab her. My dad yelled his last breath for her to take me and run. I ran alright. I jumped right in front of the blade before it hit her. It slid across my stomach. The man threw me aside and killed my mother. He turned to me. A piece of ice ran right through him. It was Lyon. He grabbed my hand and took me outside. Ur was killing off the last guy. She froze my wound shut so it would heal. Everyone in the village was already dead. She took me with her and Lyon. Ur taught be magic."

"Gray," Lucy croaked. At some point during the story she moved beside him. "I had no idea."

"Of course you didn't. I've never told anyone. Lyon doesn't remember. It was just another job for him. You and Ur are the only people that know." Lucy couldn't take it anymore. She threw arms around Gray. He seemed surprised at first, but hugged her back.

"Gray?" Ur opened the door. "Gray?!" she asked more urgently. Lucy looked up and saw him crying. Ur walked over and pulled Gray from Lucy, pulling him into another hug.

"What happened?" she asked again.

"It's nothing," he mumbled.

"I would believe that, but you never cry. It isn't your thing."

"You're right. Lyon is the crybaby. Well, he is your kid."

"That's true," Ur said with a laugh. "You can tell me later. Dinner is ready." She kissed his forehead and left the room.

"Shall we go?" Gray said as he turned to Lucy.

"Stop crying. It isn't cute," Lucy said. She used her sleeve to wipe Gray's watery eyes. He blushed slightly and nodded. Lucy turned away quickly.

'That has to be the most attractive thing ever!' Lucy squealed mentally. She turned back around, grabbed Gray's hand, and walked downstairs to go eat.

X

' I love you," he told me. He took a step closer. He laced his fingers in mine and lifted them in the air. He rested his forehead on mine. "I've loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you."

He pressed his lips passionately against mine. He let go of my hands and ran his fingers through my hair. I grabbed the front of his shirt and deepened the kiss.

I opened my eyes slightly and saw ink hair.'

Lucy sat up suddenly, panting for air. She ran a hand through her hair and looked around. She didn't know where she was.

"What's going on?" a voice said. Lucy looked over and screamed. The light flipped on.

"Gray!" Lucy gasped. Her dream flashed through her mind, and she blushed. Wasn't a dream something you actually wanted?

"What the hell are you screaming for?" Gray asked. Lucy looked around and realize she was in Gray's room.

"I-I," Lucy sighed. "My dream woke me up."

"Was it a bad dream?" Gray sat up.

"Well, uh, sort of, not really, well kind of, uh, no," Lucy finally said.

"If it was good why did it wake you up?"

"It scared me." Lucy was started to get confused, so she couldn't imagine what Gray was thinking.

"How could a good dream scare you?"

"Anyways! Why am I in your room?" Lucy changed the subject nervously.

"You fell asleep and I didn't feel like waking you up," Gray said flatly.

"Well I should really get back home." Lucy stood up and quickly left the room.