© rairawrskazu 2014
Tea and Toast
✖ ɢяαчℓυ ✖
Gray was born with eyes of blue, like his mother's. But the doctors said that his birth was far too fast.
He almost died. His heart, stopping twice. His mother wasn't that lucky. Her last words were for little Gray's father: "Shower him all the love you can give..."
His father became sad about his mother's death. But he knew that if he stopped living, his wife would be furious at him for leaving little Gray alone. He very well knew that the baby wasn't to blame about his mother's death. He couldn't look at Gray straight; the father's reminded so much of his wife. So, he raised the child alone but rarely spoke about his mother.
Little Gray had it hard when he started school. Always being bullied because he didn't have a mother to attend different events at school like his baseball game, or his recital, or his moving-up ceremonies. One day, when he was ten, he asked his father about his mother.
"Your mother died, giving you life...She's so strong and she loves you very much."
And that's when he thought that he was the reason why his mother died. It was him who killed her. His father had to disagree.
"Your mother used to sing this:
When the skies are looking bad my dear
And your heart's lost all its hope
After dawn there will be sunshine
And all the dust will go
Skies will clear my darling
I'll wake up with the one I love the most
And in the morning, I'll make you up
Some tea and toast...
"I think I'll cook you some in the morning. Good night, lad." He pat Gray's head and hugged him lovingly. Gray kept on repeating the song in his head. A reminder of his mother.
The next decade has been uneventful for Gray. He grew to have his father's handsome features, and his mother's eyes. Girls kept on swarming at himl, like pesky flies. Tailing him, like lost puppies. Stalking him, like snakes in the grass. Always invited to parties... that's where he met Lucy.
"Lucy, this is Gray Fullbuster. Gray, this is Lucy Heartfilia…" A friend from the same college named Natsu Dragneel introduced them.
The first thing he said to her was, "Would you like to dance?"
"Sure, yeah," she replied.
They danced to a fast rhythm, their movements in sync with every beat. One knew what the other would do next; they were in sync with each other... The music starts to become slower while Lucy slowly slips from his grasp.
"Don't let go of my hand," Gray said, his eyes pleading.
Lucy couldn't say anything for some reason. She just stared at Gray's dark blue orbs and let him waltz her through the night. 1, 2, 3… 1,2,3… Until the party ended.
"Can I walk you home?"
"Why not?"
"It's the polite thing to do, since, you're a woman, and I danced with you, and I was with you the whole night and…" he kept going on and on about that.
They talked about a lot of things, until they got to the topic of mothers.
"My mother died… just a few seven years ago."
"I wanted to meet her. A shame; I couldn't thank her for letting such a beautiful young woman live in this world." Gray grinned while Lucy's cheeks turn red.
She shrunk and rubbed her hands together in an awkward manner. She's gazing at her pair of hands, as if they were the most interesting thing to stare at, at the moment.
"You're cute when you're doing that. But you should take confidence at the beauty your mother gave you. And you're lucky enough to meet yours," Gray bowed his head, staring at his feet, stepping alternately. Left, right, left…
"I was told: I got my mother's eyes but I never got to meet her. I only saw her in pictures. My heart stopped twice; the doctors managed to revive me but not my mother. She died giving birth. Meaning, I killed her. But my father always told me that it wasn't my fault she died. He said I didn't kill her.
"He never talked about her much. But when he did, he always had this 'sparkle' in his eyes. He'd say that she was stubborn and stuff, but praised her most of the time. Her last words were, I was told, was for my father to shower me with love. That, he did. And he said, mother always sung me a lullaby when I was still in her stomach.
"When the skies are looking bad my dear
And your heart's lost all its hope
After dawn there will be sunshine
And all the dust will go
Skies will clear my darling
Ill wake up with the one I love the most
And in the morning, I'll make you up
Some tea and toast.
"She loved tea and toast. It was what she craved when she had me."
They arrived at Lucy's apartment complex. The door and the frames are brown wood in walls of white, adorned with a gold knocker at the center. Beside the frame were small buttons and a few hooks. Gray assumed they were for the keys of other rooms.
"I'd love to make you some, if you stayed until morning, that is," she's holding Gray's hand tightly.
"If that's okay with you, I would," he smirked, his right brow slightly arched. He was leaning beside the door frame now.
"Thanks for walking me home," she stood on the tip of her toes and kissed Gray's forehead. She landed flat on her feet with a soft hop. "Good night, Gray. It was nice meeting you."
"Nice meeting you too. See you again sometime."
They meet every end of their classes. It was when they graduated that they started dating. Two quick years went by, they got jobs now. But they unexpectedly conceived a little child. The baby was a gift from heaven, but their parents thought so otherwise. They were not yet married, and their savings aren't enough for them to build a home of their own.
"Luce, I love you, and this you know. I want to be honest with you: I only can provide enough for our food and clothes. But I swear, I'll marry you and we'll raise this baby. I will love you both until the day that I die. "
"We'll be alright from your mother's advice. I wish I could've had met her, but if I did, I'm sure she would've sung that lullaby…."
The baby was born and they gave her all the love and support they could give. They named her Gracie. Gray surprised Lucy one day, after two years, when he took her to a beach outside of town.
"Is this house really ours?" She smiled, tears flowing out of her eyes.
Gray just nodded. He received a tight hug from his wife. "All your hard work has paid off; all those late nights, overtimes—"
He didn't let her finish; he crashed his lips onto her slightly parted ones. He lifted her off the ground and twirled her around. "I love you, Luce."
"Daddy!" Gracie hugged them both, her chest heaving from running back to them. The hem of her white dress was slightly wet and dirty. Lucy noticed her sun hat was gone. She didn't scold her for it; she even let her join in the hug.
Gracie's baby blue-eyes twinkled when she saw the house in front of her. The house was standing a good distance away from the edge of a cliff. Two floors, it appeared not to have a roof because the top was flat, slightly thick, white-painted concrete. The second floor had glass sliding doors that lead to a balcony, which overlooks the sea. The front door was right in the middle, two sliding glass windows on either of its sides. The gazebo was on the farther right of the house.
"Daddy, is that our new house?" She tugged on Gray's shirt. "It's beautiful!"
"Yes baby, that's our new house. We're moving here." He looked not at the sea, but something farther than that. He's imagining the future ahead of them. "I'll cook you guys some tea and toast, sound good?"
And again, he received hugs from the most important girls in his life. Their life was getting better and better.
✖ ɢяαчℓυ ✖
ONE DAY TO GO!
Fan fic inspired by Lucy Spraggan's Tea and Toast. I'm not posting the part where the guy's wife died. I've had put up too much heavy, emotional stuff already. =w=
Check out the Wattpad version to see the countdown picture and the song that inspired me!
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