old: The Intricacies of Love

"For all its imperfections, there must be something about it. There must be something about love... Something about it that makes the weak brave enough to fight, that makes the lost brave enough to look, that makes the broken brave enough to try again. What is it about love? What is it that can make a man lose all his sense? I don't--...Tell me, what is it?"
"... I don't know. But if you want... I could try to show you?"
"What? Don't be ridiculous. How could you possibly show me? ...Wait, you don't mean to tell me-- my dear girl, are you in love with someone!?"
"...Yes."
"I-- Well-- That is, what--... What sort of fellow is he?"
"Sort? He's the worst sort.""Th-- Then how could you possibly love him? Surely he isn't deserving of you if he's not worthy!"
"Oh, don't misunderstand me. He's very respectable; he cares for me deeply, almost as one would a sister. He's kind and sweet and too curious for his own good. He rushes into things without a second thought, he's always calling me 'annoying', and my God, does he infuriate me! But... for all his imperfections, I can't help myself. I can't help but love him."
"...He's a lucky fellow."
"Do you think so?"
"Y-- Yes, I do. You should... You should tell him. That you love him, you should inform him at once-- Why are you laughing!?"
"No, I'd rather not tell him yet. I don't think he's quite ready."
"...How so?"
"Well, you see, I've pretty much confessed right in front of him but he has yet to comprehend that my feelings for him run deeper than friendship. He's rather confused about love."
"...Blasted idiot, he is."
"Yes, quite so. He's absolutely clueless."
"...Who is he though? You've yet to tell me."
"Hmm... Perhaps you ought to figure it out for yourself."
"How!? I have no idea-- Stop laughing at me, will you? And don't shake your head like I'm some idiot!"
"But you are! You're an utterly and absolutely clueless idiot."
"...Like the man you love?"
"Exactly so."
"...Please tell me who he is-- Stop laughing!"
"I'm sure you'll work it out eventually.""You're so annoying."
"Why, thank you."
"And infuriating."
"As are you, my dear friend. As are you."


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Rain Doll .4

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"The rain began again. It fell heavily, easily, with no meaning or intention but the fulfilment of its own nature, which was to fall and fall." — Helen Garner

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Two hours after Mirajane gives Juvia a glass of lemonade and told her about the rain doll, he arrives.
Apparently he and the Salamander had found Gajeel-kun wondering around Magnolia, adamantly avoiding the guildhall for some mysterious reason. (Juvia ducks her head to hide a smile — had he always been this… dorky?)
Then he notices her smiling vaguely in their direction, and says hello to her. The rain woman's breath catches in her throat when he gives her a wide, unreserved grin, unaware that he was simply returning her own.
"So how've you been?" he asks her, swinging into the stool right beside hers. "Never thought you'd join Fairy Tail, but it's not the first time I've been wrong."
Mirajane sets a cup in front of him without a word and Juvia is struck for what feels like the million time by how familiar all the guild members are with one another. In her own guild — no, no no no, in her old guild (she likes how that sounds) she very rarely spoke to anyone excepting the other members of Element 4 and the master. But in Fairy Tail… if anything, they're all too familiar of one another. There's no distance to act as a disguise. No clouds or rain to hide behind. No protection. (Perhaps no more loneliness, too.)
He lowers the cup of ice chips (…why is he drinking ice chips?) and as if he'd read her mind, he continues, ""I've seen you around."
It takes Juvia a second to process more than the fact that he had seen her around (he saw her he saw her he saw her he saw her!) but then she manages a shaky breath before nodding. He hasn't spoken to her since… well, since they fought and he won, and she saw the sky, and somehow she won too. "Juvia... is happier here."
She keeps her gaze focused on the wood in front of her as he hums in understanding. She's sure he'll get up and leave, if not now then eventually, and she doesn't have anything more to say so she doesn't. Instead, they settle into a comfortable silence that feels better than any victory ever could.
Juvia can barely imagine getting used to a life like this, sitting across from a mage as kind as Gray Fullbuster (or just sitting beside Gray-sama in general, but). But she'd like to. Lord, how she'd like to. So the rain woman quietly and happily sips her lemonade, and lets herself enjoy the moment.
Three hours later, he still hasn't gotten up and left.


(fairy tail - juvia loxar)
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9793833/4/Rain-Doll