I dont own Fairy Tail

It had been a whole week after the creation of the 'Heartmakers', and Gray ended up spending most of the tune with Cana, along with the random sneak attacks from Juvia.

Each attack consisted mostly of her was giving pity onto the ice mage.

She gave him a bit of support, trying to hide her subtle joy. And honestly, Gray was thankful. In the three years of dating Erza, Juvia gave him support after a while. They even became better friends because of it.

He was surprised not to see Erza in the guild that day, only to be informed by Mirajane that she had taken a job. A job with Jellal. As well as Wendy, who (he hoped) may have kept them in line.

He tried to act cool about it, though anyone could see through his jealousy.

It wasn't until the trio waltzed into the guild did her purposely let the envy slip.

Even though they hadn't spoken in a week. One whole week. He was still a bit jealous. And she wasn't taking it very hard, as far as he could tell.

Wendy, at the moment seemed to be the most innocent cockblock in the world. She was standing in between them, holding each of their hands, will a bright smile on her cute face.

And even though the scene was adorable, it saddened Gray. For the fact that they looked like a family. When they looked over to the bar, he smiled, trying to pull his (Oscar award winning) acting skills out of his ass. And it seemed to have worked fluently.

When Erza noticed Gray, her smile flattered a bit, but she did look somewhat happy. The trio took their seats, which ended up with Erza being the closest to the ice mage. Wendy smiled brightly at her friend.

"Hi Gray-san!" She said in her sweet voice. His smile slowly became a bit more authentic as she spoke. 'At least someone's happy.' He thought. He cleared his throat a bit.

"Hey Wendy, Jellal… Erza." He choked partially on the redhaired maidens name. The other two turned to him, Jellal with a seemingly sly smile. Erza, on the other hands, was full of relief, like as if 200 pounds of weight was lifted off of her chest.

He continued his smile a bit, turning towards Mirajane. "Oi Mira, what time is it?" She looked at him, raising her eyebrows, then seeing the tension in his shoulder, along with the woman before him, she took the subtle hit. She smiled, looking to the clock on the wall, to see, that it was half past 8.

She turned back, the same bright smile as always on her features. "It's 8:30 Gray. Why do you ask?" She questioned, her blue eyes gently shifting between the pair.

"Oh, it's nothing down worry about. But I should probably get going… so see ya guys tomorrow." And with that he stood, walking away from the bar, making his way to the doors of the guild.

Gray had nothing planned at all, he, as most might expect, was just avoiding his previous lover. And it was something that Erza was seriously sick of. So, she waited. She waited until Gray was completely out of her view, before she stood.

Clearing her throat, she spoke. "I should be heading home as well. We did have a big day after all. Goodbye Mira, Wendy, Jellal. I shall see you guys tomorrow." And with those words, she walked out of the guild, trying not to seem rushed.

She sprinted after him, going on the track that he usually took on his way home. She had almost given up, thinking that it was stupid of her to chase after a man who basically wanted nothing to do with her. After her friend who possible hated her.

That was until she saw the all to familiar mess of black hair merely feet away. She continued her jog until she was right beside him, looking up at the side of his face.

"Gray…" She called. He stopped in his tracks, turning his head over his shoulder to see Erza, looking up hopefully into his eyes. "We need to talk."

The sincerity in her eyes made his heart flutter, but he somehow held his composure. He licked his chapped lips, hoping to add moisture back into them. His eyes shifted over her face, to see the determination, the confidence and the worry in her features. And it was all just like Erza.

He let out a short sigh, turning his body all the way around to her, crossing his arms in the process.

"Alright then. Start talking." His voice was clear of any and every emotion, causing a worrying tremble to flash over Erza's eyebrows. But, that quickly vanished as she began to speak.

"You've been avoiding me for the past week." Silence was the only thing to follow. She let a large annoyed breath escape from her lungs, closing her eyes and crunching her eyebrows together, crossing her arms around her chest.

He looked her over again. He smiled inwardly, seeing her for once, even if she was a bit pissed off. It was still her. With no one else but him. And he wanted that to last a bit longer.

"And?…" He let his voice carry out, so that it could leave a bigger impression on her. He had to admit that he was a bit anxious, but the fresh air and soft caressing wind seemed to push that feeling down farther into the back of his mind.

She looked up, to see Gray somehow tranquil, it seemed to bug her a bit more to see how calm he was in such a serious matter. "And I want you to stop."

The words were clear, anger trying to be hidden behind them. Gray's eyes narrowed, his already crossed arms tightening. He took a step forward, his teeth already clenched as he was barely a foot away.

"What?" His voice showed no anger, nor hatred. But confusion. It wasn't like Erza to do something like this. To act so rashly.

Frustration was clear to see on the requip mage's face. She brought her eyes up again, the tension in her eyebrows never leaving. "I… I want you to stop ignoring me."

He sneered, rolling his eyes and shaking his head in disappointment. He turned around, continuing on his way home, ignoring the scarlet haired girl. She couldn't even apologize to him.

Then again, what else could he expect from the mighty Titana, she's way too proud to stoop so low to admit her mistakes. His blood was boiling. All he wanted… no, all he needed was an apology. That was all. Just a simple 'I'm sorry' would have made him feel better. He would have accepted it and things would have been better.

But no. Erza was being the stubborn ass she was and ruining what could have possibly been a make-up of sorts.

He could hear the faint steps of boots behind him, the sound growing larger by the second. "Gray! Gray please wait… I'm…" Her voice kept getting increasingly louder as she was able to make progress on reach the ice mage. But her voice was being shoved back down her throat by her overwhelming emotions.

She didn't even realize until that moment how much she had screwed up. She could have waited another day to break it off. Let their romance last one more night. Then maybe it wouldn't have been such a big deal. Maybe she wouldn't have ruined her friendship.

Her friendship with the very first person who truly believed in her. It was gone. And she may never get that back.

When the footsteps finally stopped, Gray peeked his head back a little, just to check. Just to make sure that she was okay. She, of course was the exact opposite.

Tears were forming in her chocolate brown eyes, then falling down her cheeks, rolling over hands and dripping over her jawline. Her entire body was trembling as she silently weeped, crumbling to the ground.

At the simple action, Gray could feel his heart constrict. A lump forming automatically in his throat. His anger was gone, replaced by his deep concern.

He slowly made his way over to her, kneeling in front of her. He placed his hands on her shoulder, squeezing it in a gentle, reassuring matter. She lifted her head up a bit more, the tears continuously falling down.

He sighed, removing her shaky hands from her face, helping her stand. She was still trembling, so he turned his back to her, taking her wrist and wrapping them around his neck. He then carefully pulled her legs up so that they were around his waist.

The walk was silent mostly, besides the sound of Erza's occasional sniff or shaky breath, until he reached home.

He opened the door, placing her down on the couch. She had thankfully stopped trembling and the tears seemed to slow the falling, although she did seem like she was hyperventilating a bit.

He left her alone for a minute, going to grab a pillow from his bed and a blanket from his closet. When he returned, she seemed all better. No more heart wrenching tears. The air was still fresh with depression, but he was hoping that would soon fade.

He placed the blanket and pillow in front of her, letting a small smile cross his lips as he went to the kitchen to grab some coffee.

He handed her a mug and sat at the edge of her feet on the sofa. They drank in silence for a while until Gray found it necessary to break it.

"I'm sorry… I didn't mean to make you cry." He looked at her as she stared into her cup. Her eyes just barely peeked up from the brim of it, he could see the small smile in her eyes.

"No… that wasn't your fault Gray… it was mine. And I should be the one apologizing to you… I was just being so, stupid- I'm really sorry about everything Gray. I truly am. And I… I just want us to be friends again. And I know that I don-"

"Yeah, I would really want to be friends again too, Erza." They both smiled at each other. Tiny smiles with so much meaning. He took her cup, along with his, delivering them to the kitchen.

When he came back, he saw her already making herself at home, the blanket messily sprawled out before her, her pillow behind her head. He had only one last thing to say.

"Let's keep it on the down low for now alright? Natsu and Lucy had this whole plan to help us make up… and well, I don't want Lucy to go through all that pain for nothing alright?" She smiled, nodding simply, rolling onto her side.

The light was already turned off, the brightest thing in the room was the single ray of moonlight peaking in from the window.

He smiled down at her. He had always thought that she was a cute sleeper, so peaceful and serene. She was just so kissable.

He shook off the urge to kiss her cheek, or her forehead, or her lips, and instead turned away to leave. To go to his own bed and sleep.

"Goodnight Erza…" his voice was so quiet and soft, he thought that she wouldn't have been able to hear him, but she did.

A smile crept across her sleepy face, as she mumbled the simple words. "Goodnight Gray."

He smiled, continuing back to his bed. His smile only grew as he silently gist pumped the air in happiness.

Finally things were going his way after so long. Finally his stars were aligning.