Hey folks. Just logged back onto this site on my laptop after a while. I can see y'all want more of "Ice Devil's Angel," which makes me happy to hear. However, to get back into the groove of things, I've been given a golden opportunity by none other than the famous GraLu author, LadySVI, to take on her story "Bride of the Ice God," which originally belongs to the author writer4everr.

The reason Lady-san abandoned it was because her idea of where it should've gone didn't match with the plot of what writer4everr had and decided to pass it on to me to publish. So, that's what I'll be doing for the next couple of months for you guys while I try to re-establish my ideas and outline with "Ice Devil's Angel."

Anyway! Hope everyone is doing well!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairy Tail or any of its character. I do not own this plot. This plot belongs to writer4everr.

Bride of the Ice God

Chapter Four

Oh Lordy

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After that awkward moment, Lucy proceeded to try and avoid Gray for the rest of the day, which proved to be a lot easier than she thought it would. The palace was grand and had many floors which made it easy for her to hide from the angry Ice God. Lisanna accompanied her throughout her one-sided game of hide-and-seek. She flitted around Lucy, occasionally telling her not to enter a passageway here or a hallway there and then proceeded to safely guide the stressed blonde down the confusing flights of stairs.

At one point while meandering throughout the seventeenth floor, Lucy asked, "Who exactly is Mika Fullbuster?"

Lisanna answered almost too eagerly. The thing was, Lisanna was rather shy at first but warmed up to Lucy almost instantly. She was very excited to show the blonde around and explain the workings of the supernatural world, which Lucy was extremely grateful.

"Oh, well, she's one of the most powerful goddesses of the land and one of the most revered. Her emotions are tied in with the seasons."

"Wow," Lucy said. "What about your sister? What's she like?"

Lisanna smiled proudly. "My sister is the most feared goddess of the land, believe it or not. While she can be kind and gentle, she can also be a little ruthless."

Lucy shivered. "Are you serious?"

"Just because she is the Goddess of Death doesn't mean she had to be cruel. Rather, she has to be kind and merciful for those who have outlived their life. She has to have a heart to send people to their afterlives."

Lucy nodded. It made sense. But what didn't really make sense was the relationship she just witnessed first-hand.

"Gray doesn't seem to have a very good relationship with his mother, does he?" she frowned slightly. "At least that's what it looks like..."

"It does seem that way, doesn't it?" Lisanna gave a wry smile. "In truth, they are very close to one another. They just do not like to show it publicly. Or, rather Lord Gray doesn't like to show it. He's very fond of his mother." She paused. "They just...have different views on mortals."

"Clearly," Lucy said.

"It's not that Lord Gray hates mortals..." Lisanna warily looked around and lowered her voice. "His father affiliated with a mortal centuries ago and was cast out of society for it. It cast shame upon the Fullbuster name."

"Isn't that a bit unfair?" Lucy asked. "To bear the sins of his father?"

Lisanna gave a nod. "But do you see why Lord Gray is so hesitant about his bonding?"

Lucy felt a pang of guilt, realizing just what kind of situation the icy god had to deal with. She felt the need to apologize for her words and her actions and probably bow down and ask for forgiveness. She gave a slight grimace at the thought.

It was silent as she and Lisanna continued walking through the halls. They eventually made it outside to the garden, and Lucy was amazed by the sheer beauty of all the flowers made of ice, as well as the hanging gardens in the sky. It wasn't long until the moon kissed her skin and beautifully illuminated the garden.

"Lady Lucy, it's time we go back," Lisanna urged gently.

"Ah, so it is."

The time she dreaded. Bedtime.

Lucy was slowly dying on the inside. She was going to sleep next to a guy that despised her very being. Her thoughts paused, recounting the conversation she had with Lisanna earlier. Okay, maybe not despise, but would rather send her back to her homeland than deal with her presence. Not that she didn't mind. The last place she wasn't to be was here, but she couldn't go home. Not anymore. Instead, her place was in a god's bed.

Lucy suppressed her bubbling anger at the thought. It was so belittling. To be in such a circumstance and not able to do a single thing to help herself. She was literally in the hands of the gods now.

Lisanna guided her to the baths and set her in a relaxing hot spring with the views of the skies above. Lucy wanted to stay, but time flew. It was time.

The baths did nothing to relax Lucy. She was tense, noticeably so that Lisanna gave her some herbal tea.

"Drink all of it," Lisanna said.

Lucy nodded and tried to down the hot tea, but the taste was so bitter that she almost choked but swallowed all of it nonetheless.

She coughed. "What's it supposed to do?"

Lisanna took the tea cup from her. "It's supposed to help relax your muscles. It's called Nemeru. You'll feel the effects soon enough."

Lucy blinked a couple of times, feeling no difference. "I hope so."

The white-haired hand maiden dressed her in lighter robes that were probably supposed to be some type of nightwear or whatnot. She rushed the blonde along until they came upon Gray's quarters.

Lucy gulped.

Lisanna placed a hand on her back. "It'll be all right," she smiled. "Really, Lord Gray isn't that bad at all. Now go on!"

Lucy turned around to say something, but her eyes widened when Lisanna was no longer there. The blonde sighed, shoulder slumping in defeat. She stared at the large doors leading to the Ice God's chambers and with a final breath, she slowly opened the doors and stepped inside.

It was a wide circular room with smooth walls and marble floors. Bright lamps hung from the ceiling and torched guarded the double doors. There was a huge king-sized bed with satin sheets. Lucy almost fainted when her eyes landed on the bed and realized that this was indeed happening.

"So you're here," a deep voice sounded behind me.

Lucy tensed and instinctively elbowed whoever was behind her. She whirled around with her arm raised about to hit the mystery man when they quickly caught her wrist.

"What the hell are you doing?" the voice asked, unamused.

Surprised, Lucy looked up only to see Gray. She let out a sigh of relief, but it was quickly replaced with dread. She dropped her raised arms and glared at the icy man. "Was that really necessary?"

"What?"

"You didn't have to sneak up on me!"

Gray blinked before raised a brow with a smirk. "Maybe you need to be a little more aware of your surroundings. I've been here for a while. You were too busy staring at the bed."

Lucy blushed. "It's not what it looks like!" she protested defensively. "It's not like I want to sleep with you or anything."

"But you have too."

"I know," the blonde deflated. "Since we're doing this, I would just like to say that I'll take the right side of the bed. Not that it really matters..." she trailed off, realizing just how large the bed was.

Gray shrugged. "Fine by me."

It wasn't long until Lucy slid between the smooth sheets on the extreme edge of the bed. Gray joined her, having snapped his fingers to turn off the lights. He easily turned over, his back facing her, and was comfortably on the other extreme side of the bed. The awkward gap between them, as well as the mysterious herbal tea Lisanna gave her, did nothing to quell her nerves. And so she fidgeted and moved around every so often to find a decent comfortable position.

"Are you serious?" Gray muttered irately under his breath, turning toward her. "Why...are you so twitchy?"

"Sorry for disturbing your beauty sleep, but unlike you, this isn't my home," Lucy stated dryly.

He brushed off her icy comment. "Do I need to get Lisanna to get you some Nemeru?"

Lucy felt her eyebrow twitch. "I just had some..."

He rose a brow. "Are you sure? Nemeru makes a mortal's bones feel like jelly. You should be feeling calm right now..."

Lucy blinked, the Ice God's gaze scrutinizing her as if she were some sort of specimen. She scowled, slightly irritated because it seemed he was actually mulling it over.

"I'm sure," she said acrimoniously. "It's not like I've been moving non-stop for the past hour or so."

"Whatever," he grumbled tiredly. "Just...try and keep still."

'Keep still?" Lucy mumbled mockingly under her breath. "Stupid Ice God..."

The blonde really did try to stop moving around, but she couldn't and the sheets, of course, rustled loudly every so often as she moved around. She was having a hard time getting comfortable. She froze when Gray let out a low, frustrated growl. She heard him shift and move, and then suddenly, warm arms encircled her waist and pulled her to his chest.

"Eh?!" She flinched at his touch. She was pretty sure she was red in the face as well, and she thanked the gods that it was dark.

His hold tightened, but it didn't feel uncomfortable. It's actually felt...relaxing.

"If you can't make yourself stop, then this should help," Gray's chest vibrated with his low, deep voice.

"B-B-But–"

He bent down so that his chin was near her forehead. "This doesn't mean anything," he reminded with a nonchalant yawn.

"Right," Lucy nodded, finally able to find her voice. "Nothing at all. Mutually beneficial," she replied with a yawn of her own. She let out a long sigh, her taut body starting to relax and her eyes starting to droop like heavy lead. "Night," she mumbled into the darkness.

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In the morning, Lucy woke up better than she had ever felt before...and still in Gray's arms. This reminded her that everything that happened was not a figment of her imagination. She contemplated on getting out of his grasp but then decided not to because it really wasn't that bad. Besides, it was just for a little bit and didn't mean anything.

Lucy was about to fall back asleep when she heard the door crack open just in time to see Cana and Levy's shocked expressions.

"Oh wow, Lucy," the Wine Goddess whistled.

Levy turned tomato red.

Laxus' head popped up behind them. "You certainly do move fast."

Lucy's voice struggled to get out of her mouth and defend the position she was in. It hadn't even been twenty-four hours, and the gods she met already think she slept with Gray. Great, just great.

Hope this brings back some hope to some fans who thought this was gone forever. Fear not, I have taken over and will finish this before I get back to "Ice Devil's Angel." Sorry if it wasn't as good as Lady-san's own personal style to it, but I'll just get this out for you guys.

Have a nice day :)