Little Gray had joined Fairy Tail just the day before. He already knew that he was one of only two kids there and that the other kid was a girl. It's not that he had a problem with girls, they were pretty and usually really nice and happy, but he wasn't quite thrilled with a girl being his only option for friendship. Yeah, he could try and be friends with the some of the teenagers, but it was more likely they would beat him up instead of just play-wrestle.

So, he was going to introduce himself and hope this girl wasn't lame.

Gray walked into the guild early that morning, looking around for the other kid Makarov had mentioned. He spotted her sitting at a table by herself watching a fight between a few already-drunk wizards. The girl was pretty, like really pretty. She had dark brown hair held up in a ponytail with a few pieces of it hanging around her face. A few freckles were splattered across her cheeks and arms. The girl wore a simple orange dress but no shoes. She was really, really pretty.

Gray huffed and tried to make his chest puff out as he sauntered over as coolly as he could. He smirked in front of her and caught her attention. "Hiya, 'M Gray," he greeted, pointing to himself and slanting over with his weight on one leg.

The girl giggled at him, catching him off guard. "Where're your clothes?" She snickered into her hand. Gray looked down and yelped, looking around desperately for his clothes. He ran over to where they had been discarded and quickly put them back on while trying to smother his blush.

"I swear I didn't mean to do that!" he shouted while trying to get the stupid zipper up on his jeans.

"Yeah, yeah, Streaker," the girl giggled. "I'm Cana by the way." She couldn't believe that the only other kid here greeted her in his underwear.

"I'm not a streaker!" Gray defended. He huffed and sat down, crossing his arms. "Look, I dunno anybody here 'nd you're a kid so I thought I could talk to you or something…" he mumbled.

Cana looked at him and grinned, "So ya wanna be friends, huh?"

"I didn't say that!"

Cana giggled again, "Well I guess that wouldn't be too much…" she drawled out, smirking at the pale boy beside her, "If you show me your magic, I'll consider being your friend."

Gray smirked. She just wanted to see his magic? Easy peasy! He hopped down from his seat and stood in front of her with his legs pushed apart. He put his hands together and concentrated hard, calling out "Ice Make: Rose!" A flash of baby blue light shot out of his hands and faded off to show a glittering clear rose in his hand.

"Oh! It's so pretty!" Cana snatched the rose from his hands and looked it over.

"I got ice magic so I can make lots of stuff." Gray explained, placing his hands behind his head in an attempt to look cool.

"Do you always do that without your shirt, though?"

"Oh come on!"

Cana giggled, "I'm kidding!" Gray looked down and saw that his red shirt was still, in fact, on his body. He looked at her through his bangs and glared, making the girl laugh.

"So ya wanna see my magic?" Cana asked in an attempt to get his mind off her teasing. Gray's face lit up and he nodded, jumping on the table. Cana pulled out a deck of cards and started shuffling them. She pulled out four of them and laid them in front of Gray. "Flip 'em over," she commanded.

"Uhhhh OK…" He did as he was told and looked at the funny pictures on them with a wrinkle in his brow. "What're these?"

"They say you'll meet a lifelong friend. And that you will have one of the best days of your life today." Cana smiled at him and his confusion. "They're magic cards 'nd they're never wrong. I have more," she rifled through her bag and pulled out more decks, "and they can cut things up and can call people 'nd loads of stuff."

Gray grinned, "Those are so cool!" He laughed and leaned over to see the others, "Can any of those freeze stuff? Or make it snow?!"

Cana laughed and shook her head, leaning away from him slightly. "There are cards that can do that stuff but I don't got 'em." Gray's face dropped some but it went back after a second and he was ready to show her more ice magic when a body flew across the guild and over their heads.

"Whoa what the heck?" Gray looked over at the dark-haired man on the ground cradling his head. His eyes shot wide open in slight concern, only drawn away when Cana tapped his arm.

"Wanna go play somewhere else?" she asked. Gray nodded and followed her to the back of the guild hall. She opened a door to reveal an entire room filled with boxes. "This is where they keep boxes that the beer and rum come in. Master Makarov doesn't throw them away 'cause some people use 'em to practice their magic." Cana explained.

"So what are we doing in here?" Gray asked. Cana looked in one very pink box in the corner by the door and pulled out a bag of markers.

"We can draw on the boxes!" Cana said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. They sat down with a box between their legs and took up markers, covering the whole box in doodles ranging from stick figures to kitties to tick-tack-toe. They played Hang Man and created a picture by adding details to the same drawing together. It ended up being a puppy-fish-bear combination animal with a fishing pole. Once the box was covered Cana got up and went back to her pink box. She reached in and pulled out baby dolls and a few dress-up items. "Wanna play house?"

Gray scoffed, "I'm a boy, Cana. I don't play house."

"Really? Have you ever tried it?" she asked with a hand on her hip. Gray shook his head and got to his feet. "Well then maybe you should! I'll even let you pick out the baby!" Cana tried, laying out the five baby dolls she owned. The two held glares for a minute, neither wanting to give in to the other. Gray finally broke, looking down at the dolls on the floor. He fell onto his knees and picked each up to examine it. He wrinkled his nose at the first two, which were girls. No way was he having a daughter! Then he picked up a boy one and smiled.

"This one looks like the both of us kinda," he commented, handing it to Cana and dumping the other four back in the box. The doll had dark brown hair and pale, porcelain skin. Its eyes were dark blue and freckles dotted its cheeks. The baby wore a onesie with a punk piggy on it and a pair of little tennis shoes. Cana smiled and nodded.

"Now we gotta make a house!" Cana explained. She grabbed a few boxes and Gray carried the markers bag and baby out to the guild hall. The two shoved the boxes under a table and drew on them to make a fridge, stove, and crib. Cana ran out to grab a mat and pillow and ran back, making their "bed" up. She had grabbed another pillow as well and they put it the crib box as a mattress for the baby.

"So what's the baby's name?" Gray asked once they had their little home set up.

Cana held the doll in her arms, cradling it like it was real. "Jack," she answered. Gray nodded and laid down on the mat.

"Well ya can take care of Jack. I'm gonna nap." He faked snoring and forced his eyes to stay closed. Cana scowled and kicked his legs.

"Get up! You're not gonna be a lazy husband!" Cana fussed. She got him up eventually and they scooted around the home arguing like an old married couple over their 'child'. Cana eventually booted him out with Jack in tow to go the 'park' for father-son bonding so she could cook dinner. Gray tugged the doll around by its hand, spinning in circles and tossing it in the air to catch it.

Some of the other guild members had been watching the pair since they started trying to make their 'home' together. They found it hilarious how Cana bossed the boy around and barked at him about him taking his clothes off. Even funnier was how Gray just went along with her crazy story about how they had just moved to a wonderful neighborhood with their 6-month-old son and how they were getting a fresh start on life away from the city. It was even precious how Gray was actually playing with the doll while Cana sat 'cooking' under their table.

"Hey, boy!" one of the younger teen boys called. Gray looked up, still holding the doll by its hand. "What're you doing?" he asked.

"Nothin'," Gray answered hesitantly.

"Really? It looks like you're playin' princess there." The man snickered and took a swig of his beer.

"It's not princess!" Gray yelled, "It's house, dummy!"

"Yeah, sure. What's next? You two gonna play *hic* dress up?" He laughed at the blush on Gray's face and neck.

"Shut up!" Gray shouted. He dropped the doll's hand and balled his hands in to fists. "I'm not a girl!"

"Hey, Laxus, be nice to the kid." One of the older men said, lightly smacking the teen upside the head.

"What, it's not my fault he's being a big baby!" Laxus said, crossing his arms. "Or being a girl…"

"Laxus, stop. He's just a little kid."

"Whatever, Macao…"

"I'm not a little kid!" Gray yelled. Fat tears welled in his eyes and threatened to spill over. No! he thought to himself, Don't cry in front of them! They think you're a baby! Gray grabbed the baby doll's arm and ran back to Cana, throwing it inside and diving onto the mat.

"Gray?"

"I'M NOT A BABY!" he cried into the pillow. Stupid Laxus. Stupid older people. He was nine-years-old! Hardly a baby! He sobbed on the pillow and kicked his feet on the floor.

"Who said you was?" Cana asked, putting a hand on his bare back. It wasn't quite the moment to point out he was only in his undies again.

"Those guys out there!" Gray pointed behind himself and hiccupped through his tears. He hated being called a kid. After everything he'd been through with his parents dying and Ur sacrificing herself he was pretty sure he'd earned the title of definitely-NOT-a-kid-or-baby.

Cana screwed her face in disgust. "Well, you shouldn't listen to them. You were taking care of a baby like a man, none of them could do that."

Gray looked up at her, "But it ain't real," he mumbled into the pillow.

"Says who? It's as real as we want it to be, Gray!" Cana fussed, smacking his head. "And I say it is real!" Gray still looked skeptical but had at least stopped crying. "Fine…you were at least taking care of meeee and I know I'm real!"

Gray snickered and sat up, "Says who?" Cana huffed and pushed him over, climbing on him and tickling his sides.

"Says me!" she yelled, fingers wiggling across the boy's abdomen and under his arms. "Does this not seem real?!" She laughed as Gray squirmed and kicked trying to get away.

"This is husband abuse!" Gray managed to say between laughs. He wiggled free from under Cana and grabbed the doll, "No more!" He laughed and ran out from under the table. Cana chased him, laughing.

"Get back here!" she yelled.

"NOOOO!" Gray screamed, spinning around and running backwards. He stuck out his tongue and spun back around, running behind the bar and back out. Cana went around and was able to catch him. He screeched in surprise. Cana giggled and let him go, taking Jack away from him.

"Dinner's ready, Honey!" Cana said, walking back to their home as if nothing had just happened. Gray followed and snatched a box to use as their dining table. They ate the pretend dinner and Cana fed Jack his share before putting him to bed. They cleaned up the dishes and got rid of the dining table because it took up too much room.

"I'm going to bed!" Gray announced in his scruffiest voice, scratching his belly. He flopped down on the mat and shut his eyes. Cana yawned and decided that a nap was a great idea. She laid down beside Gray, resting her head on the unoccupied half of their pillow.

An hour passed and no one had heard a peep out of either child. It was starting to be concerning, really. No laughing or snickering, no squeals or tears. No nothing. Wakaba got up from his position at the bar and went to look for the kids. They weren't in the storage room or upstairs; they weren't hidden in the bathroom or outside getting into trouble. Where in the world could they be?

Makarov came in then, a look of irritation on his face. Everyone knew he'd had court that day because of the damage caused by a job a few had taken. So, if he knew that they had somehow lost two children, he'd be even madder. Which was scary. Makarov noticed immediately that something was off. He looked around for the newest member of his guild, figuring perhaps the child had gotten into a fight already.

"Where's Gray?" he asked. Upon further scanning, Cana wasn't there either. "…and where's Cana? What's going on?"

"Um, well…y'see…" Wakaba started. "…We have no clue where they are."

"…HOW DO YOU LOSE CHILDREN?!" Makarov yelled.

"Well we knew where they were when they were making noise but they've been quiet for about an hour…" Macao explained.

Then a loud snore sounded. They all turned to the direction of the noise in surprise. Everyone collectively face-palmed. Makarov looked under the table to see the two children cuddled up close. Gray had his arms around Cana's shoulders and Cana had her face buried in his neck with her hands on his chest. The loud snore had come from Gray if his wide-open mouth was any indication. Their little home was still snug and cozy, undisturbed since no one knew they were even still there.

"Well would you look at that, they get along." Makarov chuckled, all previous irritation gone.

OK maybe not my best flow-wise...but these guys have hardly any stories for just them! This was basically off the top of my head with no planning, so I'll probably go back one day and fix it up some. And I might add a few more chapters, just because I love this pair.

Review and tell me what you thought! Anything that needs some tweaking, please let me know!