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Upon waking, Juvia stared at the soft white canopy above her. Plush softness surrounded her body, the sensation caused her eyes to roll back in her head. This must have been the heaven her prince had sent her to when he slayed her with his love. She rolled and snuggled into the warmth that had cocooned her. It took her a while to realize she wasn't wearing her original clothes. Somehow she was in a plain white slip. Juvia's eye shot open and her face turned bright red.
"Finally. Get up." A sharp female voice snapped at Juvia.
Juvia sat up and looked towards the woman. The older woman stood out in her shades of pinks and reds against the white that covered every other surface. Even the desk accessories were a sterile white. Juvia gently slid out of the safety of the warm hospital bed.
"Where is Juvia?" She asked the obviously annoyed woman.
"The Fairy Tail infirmary. Get dressed or be late." Porlyusica droned pointing Juvia to the vacant bathroom. She
"Why would Juvia be late?" She asked as she gathered her now dry garments.
"Lucy arranged you a meeting with Makarov." The doctor asserted, arranging medical documents for Juvia's treatment.
"R-Really? Thank you for taking care of Juvia." She implored as she scurried to change.
Juvia fumbled her bare feet slipping on the polished tile of the room. Emotions swirled. Her excitement over joining the number one ranked Fairy Tail set her nerves on fire. Quickly she dressed, trying to make her she presentable. Looking at the mirror in the bathroom, Juvia frowned, she didn't have any cosmetics to enhance her features. If she was a model this would be normal. But Juvia aspired to be an actress. Juvia fumbled with her hair. Her curls had fallen and resulted in lose waves. She pouted all of her hard work she spent curling the ends perfectly wasted because of the rain. Trembling hands tried their best to smooth over her appearance. The door swung open with a giant sigh.
"Ah… Doctor … where should Juvia go?" She inquired in a meek voice.
"Porlyusica, usually Makarov is in the bar area so go there first. If not go to the top floor. Now leave before I am forced to use my broom on you." Offhandedly, she remarked. The pinkette glanced at her handy human removal tool.
"Juvia is grateful for everything, Doctor Porlyusica." Juvia implored from a bow in the doorway.
The bluenette wandered down the hallway. The stark white of the floor off-putting. The soft overhead lighting only reflected against the gleaming white surfaces. Turing a corner, Juvia spotted the reassuring sight of the elevator. In long bounding steps, she sprinted towards it. Pressing the button, her fingers played with the slick furnace. The glow made her smile. Floors below or above her chance awaited her. The chime notified Juvia of her approaching carriage. The smoke that rolled out slightly worried Juvia. With a cough and wave of her hand in front of her she cleared the air. Through the haze she spotted two older men in business suits. Juvia eyed the men carefully as she boarded the elevator. One had blue hair slicked back with stumble gracing his sharp jaw line. He wore Italian cut suit the jacket was white with the sleeves rolled to his elbows. The jacket had padded shoulders with wide notched navy lapels. The waist tapered in but the jacket was buttoned exposing a charcoal button up with a loose white tie. His pants were a navy with a white pinstripe. He had dark loafers on. What stood out the most in the hazy smoke was his lighter, the purple flame glowed. His companion had light brown styled in a pompadour his eyes squinted against the haze. From his mouth hung a black pipe which bellowed the smoke. He wore a tan suit cut in the American style, it gave his a boxy causal appearance. His shirt was a soft mint green paired with a dark forest green tie. He wore tan boots on his feet. In a quick glance, Juvia noted the button for ground floor was already selected. The men resumed chatting between themselves as the trio rode down. Juvia tried her best not to eavesdrop, she failed. The teen tried to gather the courage to introduce herself but she didn't want to impose of the chatting duo. The throat tickled her throat and a small coughing fit hit her. She covertly muffled the coughs with her left hand. The chime was like a starting gun of a race for Juvia. She leapt for the doors and bolted through as soon as she could slip thru.
"Juvia!"
Lucy from a seat on one of the long benches waved her over. The bluenette meekly slunk to the blonde and her company. Natsu and a small bright blue haired boy sat across from her while Gray lounged at the blonde's side.
"Hello, Lucy. Juvia thanks you for arranging an introduction with President Dreyar." Juvia meekly announced when she finally stood next to the group.
"Luce, you didn't tell us that she talks funny!" Nastu laughed loudly.
Lucy shot Natsu a death glare across the table at his inappropriate comment. "NA-"
"Shut up, Flame Brain." Gray interjected.
"Where are my manners?" Lucy chided herself, "Juvia, this is Natsu and Happy. Natsu and Happy this is Juvia. I figure you might have met Gray already." A gleam in Lucy's chocolate went unnoticed by her companions.
Juvia's breath hitched in her throat. Blue met blue and warmth filled her body. A pink tongue peaked out from pale full lips as Juvia nervously licked her lips. Words jumbled in her mind as she tried to explain her connection to her icy Prince. Gray's face was relatively blank save for his dropping eyelids, giving him bedroom eyes.
"Ah…. Lucy, could you help Juvia prepared for meeting with President Dreyar." Juvia pleaded breaking her eye contact with Gray.
Lucy giggled, "Don't worry, just be you. Follow me, President Makarov is right this way. He is about to talk to everyone. We can catch me after"
The blonde grabbed the shocked blunette's hand. Juvia stumbled behind in surprise. Lucy led Juvia toward the back of the building. Blue eyes darted across the room, looking at all of the beautiful and famous people. Juvia squeezed Lucy's hand to get her attention. The blonde turned her head to look at her and smiled that dazzling smile. Juvia might have felt plain in that moment but she knew that she still was like water. She could not be stopped. She no longer subjected to a constant downpour, she had been tempered. Her jaw clenched and Juvia took a deep breath, her will for her revenge was still absolute. She witnessed the true appeal of an actor, she knew what she had to do now.
"Here will be a good spot to catch me after. Look up there." Lucy pointed stopping near the end of the bar.
Juvia was sat on the barstool and waited. She slowly tried to pry her hand out of Lucy's. The blunette thought back at how everyone had looked at the table. Her blue eyebrows furrowed. The small group had looked like they truly belonged in a fairy tale: Lucy was a princess, Gray the prince, and the pair of Natsu and Happy were knight and squire. Visions of how comfortable Gray had been sitting next to Lucy. They had an ease about them, and how sensual his expression around. Lucy was unworldly pretty in comparison to her in Juvia mind. She was a princess an elegant lady. Juvia would figure out how to be a princess worthy of a prince like Gray. She zoned out listening to the roar of the guild.
"My Children!" A shadowed figured bellowed silencing the hall. "I have received reports of damage and bills from your jobs. Canna you managed to clean the hotel you were staying at entire bar all two nights you were there for your shoot, Gray you were fined for indecent exposure four times last week again. Natsu you burned your trailer again with those coals of yours, twice on you last shoot. Board members of studios are wanting us to reel in our behavior. Cable executives are displeased with us. Designer aren't happy with our attitude. You know what I have to say to this? Do whatever you think is right! That's the way of the Fairy Tail! Remember our strength lies through on bonds and love of our crafts."
The shadowed figure step closer to the railing of the second level and bounded over the railing with ease. From the shadows, the form revealed a petite elderly man completing a trip back flip before he elegantly landed with a feline grace on the smooth surface of the bar. Juvia sat stunned, she knew that Makarov Dreyar before he became president had been the best at martial artist actor. Age could not even hold back the feats he accomplished. She was not prepared for his outfit though. He wore a neon blue and orange velour track suit unzipped to expose a white undershirt embellished with a black Fairy Tail emblem. Perched on his balding head was a corresponding stripped velour jester hat with his remaining white locks to jut out curved upward from underneath. His face was cheerful, his laughter lines and crow's feet spoke of the rich life he lived. A large mustache encompassing even his upper lip twitched into a smile at the blunette. Black eyes gazed at the blunette warm, congenial like how Juvia always imagined a proud father would look. A smile bloomed on Juvia's face in response.
"You must be the Juvia that Lucy told me about." Makarov joyfully insisted, mirth radiating for his miniature form.
Juvia gulped down air before she responded, "Juvia is the same that she told you, President Dreyar, about." Her relaxed her face and let her inner strength radiate.
"You want to join our family here at Fairy Tail why?" The president inquired eyes narrowing while he sized her up.
"Juvia does. Fairy Tail is the strongest in all Fiore. Juvia needs to push herself to be the best. Juvia must!" She pleaded.
Throwing herself from the bar stool she bowed as she begged. Knees tucked to compressing her chest against her heaving ribcage. Her heart raced. Tears welled. Hands folded under head felt clammy against the wide mahogany hardwood floor of this section of the hall. Juvia knew since she passed the threshold of Fairy Tail that she would do anything to join. The depression that pelted her, that rain, entire life had stopped here. This was more than an agency, it was a source of magic. Juvia had felt it, the rush. Everything had meant so much more. Her moment on the roof with her Prince was not enough to last a lifetime, the withdrawal would emotionally kill her.
Makarov studied the girl. The young blunette prostrated before him, he could sense all of grief and loss. The child was a drift, he could feel the ember of love that had nearly been choked out. Lucy had spoke to him about how Juvia's acting had been. He had been sent a message about how Lucy's cast call and it did include the comment of how tragic and terrifying the girl after Lucy was. The reason for the comment was that it appeared that Lucy was namaka to the girl and the executives wondered if they did not have the correct information. Makarov resisted an evil smirk as he came to his decision. Porlyusica had sent him an email about Gray's unusual behavior toward a blue hair girl he brought in obviously in shock. The doctor was worried about a scandal. He knew better. He knew his children better. This inquiry was fated. Since Gray had joined Fairy Tail as a trainee, Makarov knew how he scarred the boy was. The dark hair pale child was turning colder and colder as he grew into a man. The girl genuflecting below had the capacity to love as deep as the ocean. From the balcony, his black eyes had observed the interaction between Gray and Juvia. In that moment, he knew his answer.
Hopping off the bar, he placed a hand on Juvia's shoulder and stated, "Calm yourself, child. I can sense your talent. You have the drive but lack the tools and love to be debuted at Fairy Tail. You will be a trainee here. You are a little older than normal. So you can't join our usual program…"
"Juvia can join Fairy Tail?! Juvia will do anything! Juvia will!" her body shook with happiness as she cried.
"You would have to work around the building …" He responded rattling off a list.
"Juvia will do whatever is needed. No task to menial or large!" she interjected.
Lucy smiled as she began to jump up and down shaking with happiness.
"Have to do small roles, take acting classes, and personally manage your own image" A hand twisting his mustache, Makarov continued.
Grabbing his free hand Juvia locked her blue eyes to his black orbs and pledged, "Juvia swears to do anything needed for the advancement of Fairy Tail and Juvia."
His lip twitched up in a small smirk, "Even if your training involves how you express on of your emotions… how you express … love?" The trap was set.
"L-ll-ov-ee …." Juvia squeaked voice cracking in a higher octave, "Juvia does not agree but Juvia has promised to do all she can for her enrollment into Fairy Tail."
Lucy's golden brows furrowed. As she watched Makarov twist the hand that played with his mustache towards the bar were a contract, fountain pen, and stamp with ink. For a moment she wondered if had brought Juvia, like the little mermaid to the sea witch. Full pink lips pursed, but what version would this ending have… Hans Christian Anderson or Walt Disney? Sometimes Makarov seemed twisted but Lucy mentally assured herself that it was her overactive imagination. She needed to apply it to her book not her friends. Makarov wasn't that crafty. She chuckled, the weird vibe she had felt had passed. The blonde believed that her and Juvia's meeting was fated. Fate that brought her happiness and adventure would only mean the same for the blunette. Makarov was prepared not maniacal.
The ink flowed from the fountain pen as Juvia signed. She would have to return with her seal to officially complete all the legal paperwork. The black liquid shimmered in the light. Stark against the white of the page, she had signed. Juvia had signed to Fairy Tail.
"A few questions? Where would you like your Fairy Tail mark? And would you like to move into our female dorms, Fairy Hills?" His jester hat bobbed as he queried.
"Juvia best features are her legs. Can Juvia have her mark on Juvia's left thigh? Juvia was living in a temporary residence. Fairy Hills sounds wonderful." She replied finally looking up from the mesmerizing paperwork.
Everyone missed Gray choking on his snow cone and clutching is chest as he watched Juvia lift her skirt. His eyes bugged out at the prospect of more alabaster skin exposed. He fumbled with his own clothes. Cold caught in his throat near his heart and couldn't slow the blood rushing from his heart. Heat flushed his system. He shoveled more of flavored shaved ice trying to lower his core temperature. Breath hitched when his mind pondered the prospect of Juvia flashing a glimpse of her underwear. Gray could breathe normally when her hand stilled. The amount of pale leg on display was less than current style of shorts revealed. Relaying on all of the lesson's Ur taught him, he relaxed his body and turned away. The table and shaved ice filling his vision allowed for the heat to dissipate. Heat from his rushing blood caused by raw, wild emotions sent him to a dark place. Bare shoulders rolled to release the tension building up in his body. One hand snaked down to fumble with the carton in his pocket, his need for nicotine. Gray's last smoke break didn't satiate his craving, a dull throb in his head, coiling tension, and growing hunger wracked his system.
"Fuck it…" he grumbled dark shaggy hair shadowing his face.
He pulled out a lone cigarette. Need outweighed image. Snug between his lips he leaned over the table and groped for his lighter. One thick eyebrow raised when Natsu tossed Gray a lighter.
"Use this one, Ice Princess. Try not get smoke near Happy, would ya? " Natsu grumbled patting the little blue boy's shoulder for emphasis.
"Fine" Gray grunted, grabbing the lighter.
He flicked it and quickly pressed down on the spark wheel, a tiny flame roared to life and he lit his cigarette. Afterwards, he slide the lighter across the table at Natsu. Being considerate he left the table and wandered close to the bar, distancing himself from Happy.
Juvia smiled as Makarov went over her new requirements as a member of Fairy Tail. Her fingers traced the blue mark, she chose the color of that first clear sky she could remember.
"You will have to help with maintenance and upkeep around the Guild and the dormitory to supplement the cost. There will is a uniform you will wear for such activities. The uniform maybe required for certain events. Mira, could you bring it out?" Makarov commanded.
"Here you go, President." A dulcet, silvery feminine voice cooed from behind the bar.
The voice belonged to the famous Mirajane, the beautiful semi-retired ruling supermodel of Fiore. Juvia eyes widened at the sight of a neon blue that could only described as blizzard blue. It was a coverall romper with a plunging neckline due and hemline that would barely cover her bottom. It had a wide collar framing the plunging neckline, a built in belt to cinch down at her waist, a pocket on one side of the bust, and an oversized logo of the signature hand sign with the words LoveMe overlaid.
"Don't forget these." Mirajane cooed.
A pair of thick white thigh-high socks and blue laced up boots matching the romper. Juvia gulped. The ensemble bordered on obscene. Blue eyes lowered down at her own body, she frowned. A pout graced her face as her cheeks inflated as she held her breathe contemplating. Guilt wracked her, the beautiful members of Fairy Tail would be subjected to her unsightly body. Decision made, she released the breath she was holding. With a nod she agreed to these final terms.
Makarov smiled and then turned and asked, "Lucy, could you take Juvia to the locker room to get dressed? After that please take her to the salon, have Cancer give her look a refresher."
"Will do." The blonde replied. The blonde locked arms with the blunette after she gathered the items and whispered, "That's one of the reason's I didn't agree to living in Fairy Hills."
"Juvia will not shy away from this test. This will not defeat Juvia." She responded, confidence growing at the thought of overcoming this newest obstacle.
After the pair arrived in the locker-room Juvia quickly changed and hung up her clothes in an empty locker. The romper fit like it was tailored which confused Juvia. Lucy gave her a thumbs up which Juvia could only interpret as pity.
"The salon is up on the 5th floor, follow me." Lucy commented jarring Juvia out of her mental critic of her body. "I am sure the President wanted us to go the backway to a big reveal of your look. Walk this way."
The corridor was dark and empty save for the duo. A tiny steep set of spiral stairs wound around with metal gangways connecting with the different floors. Juvia didn't feel like talking. She felt too awkward next to Lucy and her perfect hourglass figure. The blonde hummed unaware. The rest of their walk to the salon went as such a manner.
"Welcome, baby!" A deep booming voice filled the bright salon.
"Hey, Cancer! Gramps want you to do your magic on her." Lucy stated with a nodded in Juvia's direction.
Juvia looked over tanned man with black and red hair braided into a shape reminiscent of a crab's pincers. His get up was rather plain compared to his hair, conservative almost with the blue vertically stripped button up, black slacks, and black polished boots. He lowered his green tinted glasses as he assessed the blunette.
"Have a seat, baby." Cancer gravelly ordered.
Crossing the tiled floor, she sat down on the plush chair. She closed her eyes and decided to close her eyes till Cancer was done. The fast snips of the scissors surrounded her.
"All done, baby." He assured Juvia from her left.
"Really?" Juvia confessed, not sure that proper style would take so little time.
"It looks great. Open your eyes, Juvia, look at yourself." Lucy urged voice surprisingly originating from near Juvia's right side.
Slowly, she forced her eyes open. She couldn't remember having hair this short, she usually wore in it shoulder length with the ends curled. Cancer had cut it so it now grazed her chin, it was a shaggy bob the ends curled upwards. She left so light, she shook her head testing the movement of the style.
"Thank you Cancer for helping Juvia." She acknowledged in shock.
Juvia was in a daze as Lucy led her back to the lobby.
"Ready for the debut of your new look?" Lucy asked before the elevators door opened.
Juvia jolted out her daze, responded with a small nod.
"Lucy, Juvia is not sure about this." She admitted, chewing on her bottom lip.
"Relax, the President or Mira will introduce you to everyone. Fairy Tail is like a big family. You have nothing to worry about." Lucy remarked in hopes of comforting the newest member of Fairy Tail.
A bright light centered on the pair as they walked back to bar.
"It is my pleasure to introduce our newest member of Fairy Tail, Juvia Lockser. Let's give her a warm welcome!" Makarov bellowed throughout the hall as he stepped up next to the girls
Juvia raised her hand to shield her eyes from the bright light. People began to crowd around her. She could slightly recognize faces that covered magazines, billboards, and TV screens but could not remember their names.
"Hiya, the name's Cana Alberona." A buxom tall brunette introduced between gulps from a pitcher of beer. "Underwear and swimsuit model extraordinaire and resident fortune teller. Wanna pick a card?" Cana coyly purred.
"If you were going to join why didn't you introduce yourself in the elevator?" The dark blue haired man asked while playing his purple flame.
"Lay off the kid, Macao." The man with the pipe and the pompadour chided.
"Wakaba, I was just trying to see why we scared her silent." Macao grumbled at his longtime friend.
Cana swung her free arm around Juvia gesturing toward the pair she sighed, "Don't mind those old farts. That's Macao Conbolt, director of the acting department, and that's Wakaba Mine, director of the music department."
Juvia bowed in respect at the pair causing a ripple of laughter.
"Cana almost down with another pitcher. Will you be needing a refill?" Mirajane asked in a sickly sweet tone.
Cana merely raised one eyebrow as she downed another gulp of her hoppy beverage. Mirajane narrowed her bright blue eyes at the brunette. With a roll of her eyes, Cana sauntered off to her sit back on her table. Mirajane smoothed down her full skirt of her maroon dress and approached Juvia.
"Let me introduce the rest of Fairy Tail." Mirajane declared as she escorted Juvia. "My name is Mirajane Strauss. The towering figure you can see lingering in the background is my sweet baby brother, Elfman. Don't let the muscles scare you… it might take a while to see but he is sweet. Awkward and shy but give him a chance."
Juvia saw the giant hulking tanned man slowly approaching in a red tank top tucked into tight blue jeans with a brown belt and tan flip flops. Juvia nodded at the assessment though she wasn't certain baby could be applied to 6 foot 9 inch tall man.
"The rotund man painting us is the world famous painter, Reedus Jonah. This here is Alzack Connell and Bisca Mulan. You might know them from their popular western TV series that just renewed for its sixth season. The girl with lavender hair and red bow is Laki Olietta. She is our resident scream queen but she dabbles is … creative… woodcarvings. The man dancing towards us Vijeeter Ecor. Next to him is Nab Lasaro who has hit a dry spell, best not to mention why he lingers at the board. The man currently behind the bar Max Alors. He just got his master's in business." Mirajane rattled off as they walked.
Juvia nodded has Mirajane whirled her around till she stopped in front of Natsu.
"I saw that you met in passing but you need a formal introduction." Mirajane commented dryly.
The pink hair boy sent the girls a dazzling smile as he bounded over the table. "Luce told me about ya. I am Natsu. And this here is Happy, my little buddy." He proclaimed with his hand outstretched.
His large calloused hand felt scalding to Juvia. Natsu radiated warmth and joy. His cologne tickled Juvia's nose, notes of fresh mandarin, sweet passion fruit, with an amber base wafted in the air. It fit his obviously boyish charm- ecstatic, upbeat, and paradisiacal. His clothes were loose and allowed movement, he wore only a black vest outlined in bright yellow, white baggy harem pants with black ties around his calves, brown belt, black sandals, and scarf with a scaled appearance. His body was chiseled, but even though radiated heat, Juvia didn't get the same flush. The handshake shook Juvia's entire body.
"Nice to meet you, Natsu. Lucy spoke highly of you to Juvia." She politely responded.
"It's nice to see you not passed out in the Ice Princess arms." Natsu joked, a dark chuckled following. "Happy, come shake her hand." He commanded the young boy with black eyes full of admiration.
"Aye, Sir!" Happy cheered as his tiny body scrambled over wide table.
"Hey, be careful with my curry." Natsu insisted in a fatherly tone.
"I will don't worry. Your curry is safe." Happy dryly mocked Natsu's protective nature towards his food.
The schoolboy decked in blue, white, and green took Juvia's hand shook it with equal enthusiasm. Juvia smiled kindly at the boy and tried to politely slip her and from his tiny one.
"The managers are upstairs. They had a meeting about Levy's newest find who also will be joining our agency also. You won't be able to meet some of our members. The famous Gildarts Clive is out on location. Laxus Dreyar, grandson of the president with his famous Thunder God Tribe as they call themselves- Freed Justine, Bickslow, and Evergreen- are touring the country conducting business. Or resident mystery man Mystogan is who knows where." Mirajane remarked on who she hadn't properly introduced Juvia to.
"Managers?" Juvia echoed.
"Some of our rowdiest members need a little help. Ezra Scarlet, she modeled and acted as child, is Natsu's manager. She is the only one who can reign Natsu and Gray in when they start fighting. Loke is Gray's manager. Loke is the go between for Gray and normal people. It allows Gray to keep up his cold exterior. Levy McGarden has two assistants Droy and Jet. The little trio calls themselves Shadow Gear." Mirajane answered as she waved off Natsu and Happy.
"Flame Brain, leave the poor girl alone" Gray dryly barked at Natsu taking the last drags of his cigarette.
"Shut up, Stripper." Natsu growled snarling at his droopy eyed topless rival.
Gray rolled his eyes and mocked Natsu, "Flame Breath, you're gonna knock her out if you keep talking."
"You've asked for it ya damn shaved ice princess." Natsu bellowed as he threw a wild haymaker punch as he whipped his left arm sideways.
Juvia's eyes followed the rippling motion of Natsu red Fairy Tail mark. In a swinging motion his fist landed on Gray's right cheek knocking out the butt of his cigarette. As gravity pulled down the pair, Gray brought his knee up into Natsu ribs. The boys grappled on the ground, each landed various blows on the other from uppercuts to elbows.
"What did I tell you two about fighting in the guild hall?" An icy voice interrupted the brawling pair.
Both boys sat up straight, Gray now down to his underwear and Natsu's scarf was loose. Slowly, they turned their heads towards the voice. Juvia found see the fear clinging to the pair. Blue eyes followed to where their eyes were locked in horror. Standing by the elevator was a woman with long red hair dressed in a well fitted blazer and pencil skirt that stopped 2 inches above her knee bright sliver metallic foil print with a lightweight semi-sheer white crepe blouse. The blouse had a point collar and blue oversized loose bow tie. The woman's brown eyes glowed behind her black thick-rimmed glasses that sat low on her nose. Shuffling her paperwork she freed one hand and pushed up her glasses, light reflected off the lenses in an eerie manner. The only noise in the hall was her pump against the floor.
"That would be Ezra Scarlet, Titania." Mirajane explained to Juvia as she made her way behind the bar.
Juvia watched in awe as Erza manifested a lead pipe for seemingly nowhere. With righteous fury she land blows on both boy's bottoms, spanking them like wayward children. Wild blows landed across thd boys huddled bodies. Juvia winced at each blow. But she knew if she cowered from Erza and did not intervene with her prince's punishment she could not live with herself.
"Miss Scarlet, Juvia apologizes on behalf of Gray-sama and Natsu. This fight was caused by Juvia's introduction to Natsu. If anyone should be punished Juvia is a willing recipient to lessen Gray-sama's pain." Juvia pleaded.
The blunette fell to her knees and crawled toward the trio. The material of tightened around her rear and rode up with each movement forward. Nearly all of the men in the guilI bought the wig and contacts for erzad hall were a strange combination of scared and aroused. When Juvia reached Erza's range she turned around. Once faced in the opposite direction Juvia sat down on her heels and leaned over till her chest touched her knees. As she waited for the expected blows she cradled her forehead against her hands.
Erza's swing's froze when Juvia first spoke. The red head stood trying to process the new information. Her heels snapped together as she pivoted towards the newcomer. Shades of blue and white covered the younger girl's form. Blue made her think of her once childhood sweet heart and current bane of her existence, the bastard. Her heart clenched a little. Jaw clenching she sucked in air between her teeth and frowned.
"Pardon?" Erza inquired from the new spectacle of blue.
Mirajane giggled, "Turns out you are wrong, Erza." Her face momentarily expressed impish glee at Erza's mistake.
She was behind the bar preparing order of the other members of the guild. Mirajane displayed a natural ease as she quickly mixed the drinks, gliding to and fro. Erza whipped around and loomed over the trembling pair. Both clutched at the other in reassurance against Erza's wrath. Looking down her nose she glared at the boys. Fear caught in their throats. Gray and Natsu both preferred a single battering to a full out inquisition, the former was faster. Happy muffled a snicker with his hand at the scene.
"Is this true, you two?" Erza bellowed as she pointed her lead pipe at the Gray and Natsu accusingly.
They responded by nodding as they tried to find words to an explanation of their current predicament.
Nastu mind was filled with visions of a dancing fire-breathing Erza kicking a mountain over to crush him to death while an angel version flew around laughing at his demise.
Gray trying to manage the situation struggled to find a logical response that didn't give the Juvia any mixed signals. He needed to manage the situation. Didn't he pay someone to do this for him? Oh his manager, Loke. However, the ardent playboy was ogling the waggling ass currently asking for his punishment. In the very scientific chart of measuring hotness versus crazy, Juvia was starting to plot higher on the crazier side than her hotness allowed. Gray forced himself to keep Juvia in his peripheral vision. Enough to keep track of her movements but not too much cause him to lose it like Loke.
"I…" Gray coughed clearing his throat buying him an extra second. "He… we …" with a defeated sigh he answered, "Juvia and Mira aren't lying to you, Erza."
Erza eyes widened and her mouth tightened. The lead pipe disappeared much like it had appeared –suddenly, much to the confusion of the rest of the guild watching the scene.
"I apologize for the misunderstanding…" Erza stiffly admitted. Her face fell, deadpanned and expressionless. She abruptly stored her impromptu weapon to whatever seemingly transdimensional location she got it from.
Readjusting her glasses she righted herself and bowed to Juvia. With a kind smile, Erza helped Juvia off the floor. The two girls exchanged a silent acceptance of the others apologies.
"Welcome to Fairy Tail. It's is wonderful to see a new addition to the family" Erza softly spoke as she lead Juvia back to the bar.
"Juvia is very excited about doing Fairy Fail proud and becoming an excellent star worthy of this prestigious organization." The blunette responded. Eyes blazing with the thought of fulfilling her goal.
"I will let Gray's and Natsu's bad behavior slide this time. However, remember the punishment for damaging the guild hall." Erza announced while glaring down at huddle pair of culprits.
Natsu huddled and rolled his dark olive eyes. He continued to pout on the floor much to the horror of Lucy.
Gray nodded, brushing himself off he went back to his nearly melted beverage. He grabbed his discarded clothes on the way. Shoes, socks, pants, belt, and button up were sloppy thrown on mild annoyance. Grumbles followed each article. The wood groaned underneath him as he slumped down on to the bench. Hastily he grabbed the sweating glass and chugged back the last remnants of the frozen concoction. The chill down his throat was a tiny bit of relief from the flush heat that gripped him earlier.
Juvia listened as Erza explained Fairy Hills dorm rules.
The red head rattled them off. "As a new member not yet debuted you will have one of the smaller apartments. It will be include its own private shower and bathroom. However there is a public bath for all of the girls. There is a curfew if you aren't working, midnight. You will be given an electronic card to swipe to unlock the doors. As you rise in rank you will be given more visitor hours. There is a private gym and practice rooms on the upper levels. I live on the top floor. Feel free to stop by if you need anything."
Juvia listened intently, lips pursed. She nodded and politely excused herself. The blunette wandered over to corner to process the sudden shift.
Mirajane quietly placed down a tall glass of ice water and bulky folder. With a soft squeeze of Juvia's shoulder she whispered, "You look like you could use this. All the paperwork and keycard is in there. Just call the number at the top to set up your move into the dorms."
Juvia smiled slightly and softly replied, "Thank you. This is all more than Juvia could hope for…" Her voice cracked and unshed happy tears glistened.
"Welcome to the family," Mira cooed as she gave Juvia a small side hug before she left the small table.
Wiping her eyes to ride her of her tears, Juvia straighten her appearance and began reading through the filled folder. She signed and dated page after page. When she finally read the pamphlet for her small apartment she was beaming. It was small and perfect. Her reverie was broken by the sudden loud stomps that echoed through the hall.
The odd clashing of metal caused her to look up. There stood a dark figure dressed in leather, studs, and chains with long inky hair that seemed more like razor then strands. A hand with brass knuckles lowered dark sunglasses revealing bright red eyes with piercings lining his eyebrows.
With a low growl he interrupted the silence that had fallen on the hall, "Shrimp! I'm not too late, right?"
A smile broke across Juvia's face as she whispered to herself, "Gajeel-kun"
AUTHOR NOTES
So this took forever and a day. Don't know if its good or not. Feedback would be nice but not necessary.