Gray growled to himself, his body aching from
being punched in the face several times by that pink-haired moron and then
being nearly killed by the crazy knight who knew no mercy. He slammed his fist
on a nearby table before taking a seat. He shut his eyes in frustration as yet
another fight came out indecisive. He absolutely hated being classified on the
same level as that idiot Natsu.
Then, his thoughts were interrupted when he
felt someone gently touch his shoulder. He opened his eyes to see Mirajane who
gave him a bright smile as she placed a mug down in front of him, “Another
disappointing fight with Natsu?”
“It wasn’t disappointing…” Gray started,
trying to come up with a reason why he obviously won, even though neither of
them won, “I got to punch that flame-brain in the face about six times, so that
was pretty satisfying if you ask me.”
“It was five- you missed one of those times
and hit him in the shoulder,” she giggled as she watched the ice mage’s
expression turn more vexed after that statement, but before he could say
anything to argue against that, she continued, “Anyway, I have something that
might cheer you up!” she clapped her hands together with delight before she
reached into her apron pocket.
Gray shook his head, not looking at what she
was reaching for, “Unless it is Natsu defeated at my feet, then I am not
interested.” He rolled his eyes as he rested his chin on the palm of his hand
as his elbow pressed up against the table.
She giggled again, but this giggle was a
little concerning for it sounded slightly like a knavery, “Here,” she placed a
Sorcerer Weekly magazine in front of him, which made him lift a brow at her,
“flip to centerfold on page twelve.”
He rolled his eyes as he unwillingly flipped
through page after page of several different models as well as over dramatic
articles and unnecessary quizzes. His eyes widened and his cheeks grew crimson
as he found himself on page twelve which was an absolute stunning picture of
Juvia. She was looking up at the camera with her hair tied back in two neat
ponytails, and she wore a blue shirt that hung low on her chest that had white,
fuzzy cuffs that lined her neck, shoulders, wrists, and chest along with a purple
and white shirt that was spread out on the floor around her knees for she
appeared to be kneeling on the ground. She had a small, but bright smile on her
face as her eyes gazed into her viewer, making them never want to turn away.
Her eyes were a dark color, but they always seemed to be full of light,
especially when she looked at Gray. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t noticed her
beauty before, but this picture emphasized her charm so much that he couldn’t
help himself from being entranced by her pleased and affectionate stare. He
started to get the thought that her eyes were some kind of blessing, but not
necessarily to her, but to him.
Gray remained quiet for a moment for he was
too captured by her beauty to think of anything to say, so Mira took his
silence and his lost expression as a good thing, “Isn’t she beautiful?” she
giggled lightly as she leaned over Gray’s shoulder to look at the photo with
him, “This is one of the best pictures I have seen of her!” she cheered
Gray didn’t respond. He wanted to agree with
Mira, but he couldn’t find the words nor did he want to give her what she
wanted. He knew as soon as he saw that picture that she set him up to admit how
he felt for Juvia or at least show some emotion for her, but he wasn’t going to
allow himself to be tricked. Though, the more he looked at the picture and the
more he looked into her deep blue eyes, the more he couldn’t deny that she was
a brilliant gem and was one of the prettiest girls that he had ever met.
The white-haired girl smirked victoriously as
he remained silent- his cheeks still bright red, “Just look at her,” she
started as she eyed the picture happily, “her wavy blue hair always looks so
clean and neat, her skin is smooth and clear, and her eyes always have a large
sparkle to them!”
“They are…” Gray started, looking at the
picture once again as he began to notice all of the things that she pointed
out, but he still always ended up looking into her eyes instead of looking
elsewhere, “They are easy to get lost in…” he started as Mira narrowed her eyes
and listened carefully, “Her eyes I mean…”
She nodded gleefully, “I couldn’t agree more!”
she clapped her hands together before pressing the edge of her pressed together
fingers up against her chin, “They are such a dark and deep color, just like
the ocean! They are something that you can look into forever and never get
tired of them!”
“Look into forever…” Gray repeated her words
as his surroundings to vanish and he was all alone with the thought of the
ocean- the sun sparkling against the dark blue water as the tide pushed itself
onto the sand.
“What are you looking at Gray-san?”
Gray let out a high-pitched and somewhat
unhuman noise as he heard the kind voice of Wendy approaching his thoughts,
interrupting them completely. He jumped at this interruption, crushing the
magazine pages in between his hands, wrinkling each and every page. He froze as
he looked down at his hands to see the damage he had done, and he slowly shoved
the crinkled magazine in his face as curled his body up slightly.
“What on Earthland are you doing?” Carla asked
sharply as she eyed him carefully, his odd behavior making her slightly
suspicious of him and a little uncomfortable as well.
“I’m just… hating myself… don’t worry about
it…” he answered quietly, wanting to slam his head against the table for
letting himself not only get so distracted by a simple picture and a pair of
eyes, but also allowing himself to be shaken by a little girl and her cat.
“Are you okay Gray-san?” Wendy asks with a
guilty tone, feeling terrible for causing him to feel distressed, “Sorry about
your magazine…” she dropped her head and looked down at the wooden floor.
“Oh don’t worry about it,” Mira started
walking around the table to pat Wendy on the back, “it was my magazine, but
it’s not hard for me to get another.”
The dragon slayer looked up at her
white-haired companion before shaking her head, “I know but… we shouldn’t have
snuck up on Gray like that…”
Carla rolled her eyes as she released a
disgusted sigh, “Are you serious? Getting all worked up about a magazine and
talking to someone who clearly wasn’t with the world at the moment?” She
crossed her arms as she looked at Gray, who still had his face buried in the
crinkled papers, “And you!” she shouted, pointing vigorously at him, “Get your
head out of the perverted magazine and stop acting flustered over something so
“Don’t talk to Gray-sama like that!” they all
turned their heads to see none other than Juvia walking closer to the table and
closer to Gray. The ice mage’s eyes widened as his heart began to pound
furiously against his chest, the sound of it echoing through his head. She was
wearing her normal blue dress and hat that had white and fluffy trims on the
edges of the fabric. He looked up at her as she made a pouty face at Carla for
her previous comment. He stared blankly at her as he began to realize that she
looked much prettier in person, but he had never focused on her beauty until
now- it was the only thing he could focus now thanks to Mira. “Gray-sama?” she
turned her attention towards him and blinked with a slightly confused look.
She looked directly into his eyes and her own
eyes sparkled like the stars reflecting on a clear pool of water. His face
became a deeper crimson and his jaw dropped slightly as the corner of his mouth
began to twitch. He couldn’t think of anything to say to her for his thoughts
had completely been taken over with her stare.
She began to take a seat, inching closer to
him and placed her hand on his forehead, “Are you feeling alright Gray-sama?
You look rather pale…” she said concerningly.
He tried to look away and say something cool
and collective, but he couldn’t pull himself away from her ocean-like eyes. He
could feel his heart beating rapidly, pounding faster and faster by the second,
he could feel heat pooling in his cheeks, he could feel the sweat dripping down
his forehead making him feel like he was melting, and he could feel everyone’s
staring at him with confusing, except for Mira, whose giggle was echoing
through his ears as she knew just what she had done to him.
“I-I…” he began, words and phrases coming to
mind but immediately leaving his mind as he tried to break the awkward silence
and escape the brilliance of her gaze.
Mira giggled malevolently as she began to
talk, “Hey Gray! You should tell Juvia what you were telling me earlier!” she
smiled kindly at the two of them, but Gray knew that there was a demon behind
that smile- a sinful, sinful demon.
“What is it?” Juvia’s face lit up as a large
and curious smile grew on her face. Then, her attention turned to Gray’s hands,
“What are you holding?” she asked, ready to reach for the damaged magazine.
“Uh… I… I-I…” he tried to speak again, but he
wasn’t entirely sure if he remembered how to speak at all anymore, “I… h-have…
I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!” he screamed as he stood up suddenly, making everyone
jump and he began to rip off all of his clothes as he ran out of the guild,
“What just… happened?” Wendy asked, shaking
slightly for now she can never get that scene out of her head.
“True love!” Mira answered happily as she
began to walk away from the table and resume her work at the guild.
Carla growled and crossed her arms as she
floated down to the table and sat on its edge, “Ugh! Men!”
Juvia blinked at all three of them, wondering
just what in the world was going through her beloved’s mind. She wanted to
follow him, but his odd behavior made her question if that was a good idea or
not. She let out a sigh as she rested her cheek against her palm and wondered
what Mira meant by “true love.” She hoped that she was talking about the two of
them and not someone else- she didn’t need or want another love rival.
Gray ran through the streets of Magnolia with
nothing on but his black boxers screaming, “SHE’S A DEMON!” over and over,
attracting the stares of most people he ran by. Some people made confused
expressions as they watched him, others began to run in the other direction,
some covered their children’s eyes and ears, and others just rolled their eyes
at the mage for they were way too used to the guild and just how outlandish
Then, the ice mage came to an abrupt stop when
he turned his head slightly to see a newspaper and magazine stand that had none
other than the current issue of Sorcerer Weekly. He stopped and stared at the
stand, making the shop keeper raise a brow at him. He looked down at his hand
which was still holding the ruined picture of Juvia before he turned his focus
back to the new and fresh copies sitting right in front of him. He stiffly
walked up to the small booth and picked one of them up. He looked at it with an
emotionless gaze as the desire to look at the picture began to build up inside
Then, right as the man selling the magazines
was about to say something to him, Gray smacked himself in the head with the
magazine yelling, “Don’t allow yourself to be tempted by that white-haired
“Hey!” the shopkeeper howled, “Damage it and
you buy it!”
completely ignoring the man as well as all of his surroundings, gave in to his
temptation and opened to the wonderful and glorious page twelve. His face grew
red again as he whispered under his breath, “They are very easy to get lost in…” he said again,
looking at her alluring gaze once again, though it just wasn’t as captivating
as looking at her in person. He was starting to feel conflicted for he wanted
to look at her more, look into her eyes more in person, but the second he did,
he would become too flustered and embarrassed to act like his normal self. He
didn’t want to look into a picture anymore, but that seemed like it was his
only choice now.
“Look how hot she is!” Gray turned his focus
onto two teenage boys standing just a small couple of feet from him and they
were looking at the same picture as he was. The two of the laughed as they
gawked at the pictured with disrespectful faces.
Gray moved himself closer to them quietly
almost as if he was an assassin on his next mission. They turned around to see
him towering over him with red evil and vicious eyes ready to kill. They jumped
at the sight of such wickedness as sweat began to roll down all sides of their
bodies. “What did you say!?” Gray said in a raged whisper and it felt as though
death was whispering right into their very souls.
In a panic, the two of them dropped the
magazine, screamed, and ran in the other direction. Gray picked up the disrespected
magazine and walked up to the shopkeeper, “Good job!” the man said caustically,
“You scared off two of my customers!”
“Sorry…” Gray dropped his head and his gaze
accidently turned to stack of magazines that were lying neatly in front of him.
He slammed his fist on the booth, “Give them all to me!” he shouted as his
expression turned back to a demonic one.
“What? Why?” the man tilted his head at the
crazed ice mage as he raised a brow in confusion, “Can’t you just be satisfied
with one like a normal person?”
I can, but I can’t be satisfied knowing that other people
have a copy! Now give them all to me!”
The man just grew more confused the more he
talked to Gray. He wasn’t entirely sure how to argue against someone like this,
“Well…” he started, trying to think of a response, “Do you even have the money
to buy all of these? I seriously doubt it!” he smirked as he motioned to the
Gray growled as he pulled out his wallet out
of a small pocket of his boxers and pulled out a large sum of Jewels, slamming
them on the table, “What did you say about not being able to pay?” Gray said
The man didn’t say anything; he just slowly
reached for the money, a little afraid that Gray was going to bite his arm off.
Then, once the money was placed safely inside the case register, he said
quietly, “They’re all yours weirdo…” Then, he just moved his attention back to
his newspaper, burying his face in the white pages trying not to look the naked
ice demon in the eyes.
Then, Gray just froze and stared down at the
magazines before shyly asking, “Can… Can I have a box…? Or two…?”
stood in the front of the guild carrying three heavy boxes full Sorcerer Weekly
magazines, not a thought in his head on what the hell he was going to do with
all of them. Who in the world buys 68 copies of the same magazine? Then, out of
the corner of his eye, he noticed a certain pink-haired flame mage being his
normal loud and destructive self. The ice mage smirked as he finally figured
out exactly what he was going to do with all of these.
He carried the boxes over to where Natsu,
Lucy, and Happy were sitting and piled them in front of him. Natsu looked up at
Gray from where he was sitting and tilted his head, “What the hell do you want
“What’s in the boxes?” Happy asked, floating
over them as he slowly tried to open them, but before he could Gray slammed his
hand on the top of the stack.
“Burn them!” he demanded.
Natsu jumped to his feet without any
hesitation and cheered, “Oh hell yeah! It’s not every day I get to destroy
Lucy jumped slightly as sweat rolled down her
cheek, “What? You always destroy everything!” she shouted with a confused tone for she
had no idea what was going on, but neither did any of them really, though it
appeared that Natsu didn’t really care either way.
meant when someone asks me to destroy
stuff Luce! That rarely happens!” he guffawed as his hands became swallowed in
bright orange flames and excitement filled his entire body.
The flame mage’s hands inched closer to the
boxes, but then Lucy stood to her feet and shouted, “Wait! Do you even know
what you are even destroying?”
Natsu moved his flames away and stopped to
think for once, “You make a good point Luce,” he shot Gray a suspicious stare
that looked like he was trying to be serious, but it didn’t come out that way,
“What’s in the boxes?’
“That’s what I asked!” Happy shouted as he
mimicked Natsu’s expression.
dropped his head back as he rolled his eyes with annoyance, “Since when have
you ever cared about what
you are destroying?” he growled, beginning to become impatient for he didn’t
want to attract more attention to his 68 Sorcerer Weekly magazines.
Natsu shrugged and nodded, “Yeah, you got me
there.” He laughed once again as he once more set fire to his hands and moved
them towards Gray’s target. Lucy rolled her eyes at her idiotic partner and
Happy watched disappointedly as his curiosities were never answered.
Gray felt as though he was watching all of
this in slow motion and sweat began to roll down his face. He thought of the
picture- he thought of her ocean eyes and just how beautiful they were. The
thought of those eyes being set aflame swept over him, and he couldn’t bear the
thought of watching something so precious and so gorgeous be destroyed in such
a terrible fashion. “WAIT!” he screamed, punching Natsu in the face to push his
disastrous flames away Juvia’s preserved beauty.
Natsu flew back and fell on top of Lucy,
knocking her down in the process. He looked up at Gray with outraged eyes as he
clutched his now swollen cheek, “What the hell is your problem!?” he shouted.
Gray didn’t respond, instead Natsu flung to
his feet and the two of them began to fight once again, calling each other
names such as “flamed-brain moron,” and “naked snow-cone pervert.” The more
they threw punches and kicks of ice and fire at one another, the more ruckus
they caused and eventually knocking over the stack of boxes. The magazines
poured out onto the floor without Gray or Natsu noticing, but that is not to
say that Lucy and Happy didn’t.
Lucy picked one of the many copies and gave it
a confused stare as she looked down at the rest of them, “This is the newest
issue of Sorcerer Weekly…” she observed as she began to flip through the
magazine, studying all the different pictures that it contained.
“What is he doing with all of these?” Happy
asked as he picked one up himself and began to flip through it as well, but he
did so much faster than his friend. Then, he stopped and tried to hold back a
mocking chuckle, “Oh! I see why!”
“What is it?” Lucy leaned over to get a better
view of what the blue cat was gazing at, and then, her eyes widened slightly
when she saw the picture of Juvia, “What the… Why would he want to burn
pictures of this…?”
“What did Gray-sama want to do?” Lucy and
Happy slowly turned around to see the familiar face of Juvia who wore a
somewhat confused face for she was always happy to see Gray show off his strength,
but she wasn’t sure why they were fighting in the first place. Then, she
glanced at the magazine before Happy and Lucy could hide the photo from her,
“He… wanted to burn the picture…?” she said, beginning to sniffle, “I thought
Gray-sama would like the photo…”
The two of them began to sweat at Juvia’s
depressed facial expression as they were just as confused as she was. Lucy
straightened herself and patted the bluenette on the back, “No! No! I think
there is a misunderstanding!” she started, “Or at least… I hope there is…” she
said under her breath.
Juvia’s saddened expression soon turned to
demonic as she turned to Lucy and growled, “Love rival!”
“What did I do?” Lucy said a little frightened
and concerned, a bead of sweat rolling her cheek.
Juvia reverted back to her weeping, tears
building up in her blue eyes, “Gray-sama doesn’t like my picture!” she cried,
so many tears building up to the point where she was about to flood the guild
Then, Gray finally looked over to see Juvia
and an overwhelming feeling of regret and guilt hovered over his head. He broke
away from his fight with Natsu and ran over to Juvia’s side, “T-that’s not
t-true!” he shouted, but as soon as she looked up at him, her teared filled and
hurt eyes now gazing right into his soul. He looked away, blushing and
embarrassed. Juvia dropped her head for he wouldn’t look her in the eye- she
wished she knew what was going through his head.
“Hey! I’m not done fighting yet!” Natsu
shouted angrily in the background, though Gray completely ignored him for his
thoughts were now occupied by Juvia’s beautiful gaze that he wished he could
“Oh my!” everyone, except for Natsu who was
still trying to get Gray’s attention, turned their heads toward Mira, the cause
of all this mess, “This has become quite a problem hasn’t it!”
No shit… the ice mage
thought to himself.
She raised a finger and began to speak again,
“I know just how to fix this!” she said gleefully as she pointed that raised
finger at Gray and Juvia, “How about you two go out on a date to talk things
“What?” Gray jumped a little, his face
becoming a bright crimson as the heat rose to his cheeks.
“A d-date!?” Juvia’s face was completely red
and steam was practically pouring out of her burning cheeks and ears.
Before Gray could protest, Mira started again,
“Yup! A date! I’ve already made reservations for you two! Now, get going or you
will be late!” she said, beginning to push the two out of the guild hall out
onto the streets. She handed Gray a piece of paper that had multiple things
written down on it, “Here are all the details! Now have fun you two!” The two
of them stood there in silence with blank expressions, not a thought in their
head with what to do about the situation.
Gray had always believed that the most awkward
dinner he had gone to was when Lyon and Juvia dragged him to one before the
Grand Magic Games, but he was wrong- this was much more awkward. The two of
them sat across from each other in silence, Gray, unable to look into Juvia’s
beautiful and dazzling eyes, and Juvia, unable to figure out why her beloved
didn’t enjoy the photo.
What should I say? He asked himself, Should I tell her that Mira is
a demon? No, that would make her more confused… probably… Maybe I should tell
about the two guys at the booth…? No… that wouldn’t make sense on why I wanted
to burn them… Wait… Why did I even want to do that…? What was my motive?
All these thoughts were buzzing in his mind
and he felt like he was going crazy. He felt like his eyes and head were
spinning, he felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest, and he
was sweating so much that he felt like he was melting. He glanced up Juvia for
a moment- he couldn’t get the image of the sun’s rays reflecting off of the
ocean’s surface out of his head for that was what he saw every time he looked
at her. He wanted to tell her about the beautiful image, but as soon as he gazed
into her deep colored eyes, nothing would come out of his mouth other than
maybe some awkward and inhuman noises. Then, she looked up at him for she
noticed his staring and he immediately turned his head away, which made her
drop her head once more.
Juvia… her name echoed
through his thoughts, Your eyes… your gaze… I wish I had more confidence to look at you
and tell you… tell you of your beauty.
wondered down the streets of Magnolia, barely able to keep his eyes open or
keep his legs moving for he spent all night thinking of Juvia’s gaze. Once
they’re silent date came to an end, he went home to sleep off the day- try to
get all those distracting thoughts out of his head to help make himself stop acting
so flustered, but the moment he closed his eyes, her beautiful image was all he
saw. Her eyes gazing into his, her voice echoing through his mind- all of her
beauty was crashing into his heart like a title wave crashing into a rock,
smoothening it and breaking it down. His heart wouldn’t stop beating and
pounding against his ribs, making it nearly impossible to sleep. The only thing
that he wanted to do today was see Juvia’s eyes without his heart bursting. He
wanted to tell her of her beauty and be by her side like he always has been all
no! Stay away from here!” Gray turned his attention to a familiar voice to see
the shopkeeper for the magazine stand.
“What?” Gray tilted his head at him, confused
at first, but then he remembered that he scared off his customers than bought
all of those damn magazines, “Oh…” he began as he walked up to the booth,
“Sorry… about yesterday.” He said, rubbing the back of his head in
“That guild of yours is full of freaks! Some
girl came in this morning and bought all of the magazines like you did
yesterday!” he shouted with a vexed tone.
“What…?” Gray’s face became white as a
thought popped into his head, The magazines… no way… did
she…. Did she buy them all…?
After watching the episode, I noticed that even though Camus says that reading that kind of book is a coincidence (and he said it as his fake idol!Camus persona), he appears reading it more than once, always in left-to-right style.
So I have this headcanon that whenever he’s too deep into his work and japanese culture overall, he reads about his country, Permafrost, or at least about something in his native language, so he can always have a piece of his home with him.
Mira-sama if by chance lucy and lisanna happen to fight for natsu who would you cheer?
First off, Lisanna and Lucy are both wonderful young women. They are not petty or immature and they are in fact friends.
When they were younger, Natsu and Lisanna were very close. However, in the two years that Lisanna was gone, Natsu had to learn to move on. Though he has always been cheerful, I noticed that his real smile did not come back until the day he brought a young blonde wizard to the guild.
He must have seen something of Lisanna in Lucy, as many of us do, and I think that was what initially drew him to her. However over the past year it has become clear that Natsu cares for Lucy in her own right.
Natsu is a different person now, and the person he is now needs Lucy. He needed Lisanna when he was younger, but Lucy helped him regain his former joy. I’m sure he was conflicted when Lisanna returned, and I think my sister knew that, which is why she kept her distance. She observed his interactions with Lucy and realized that she was who he needed now. Though I know deep in her heart she still loves him, it is because she loves him that she wants him to be happy. She does not want him to have to choose and she loves his smile, so that is why she has distanced herself from him ever since her return from Edolas. At the same time, she has tried to get to know Lucy a bit and I can tell she very much likes her and wants her to be happy as well.
Lisanna is an amazing young woman, and because she is so amazing I know that she will find someone someday. I’m sure she hurts now, but this will only make her even stronger than she already is. I am very proud to have her as my sister.