# Sable #

Summary: 'Coz baby you're a firework. (Firework - Katy Perry)

Dedicated to my lovely readers. Special thanks to glossy glamour for the constructive critisism, IndigoHailstorm for the non-stop support, and NeverInUrWildestDreams(did I write that correctly?) for the advice! :))

A/N: Oh yeah. I won't be able to update like several days apart b'coz school is starting again. I'm gonna try to update on weekends though.

This is important. While reading this, you will see mentions of homosexuality. I am not, in anyway against it. I respect homosexuals and their rights because they're still humans. I apologize in advance to anyone who may be offended.

This has been on my phone since like last week. Never had the time to finish coz of school. :'(

After the Chair That Almost Hit Gray's Girlfriend, Juvia Incident, Natsu and Elfman apologized to her. The blue-haired woman laughed it off and said, shrugging nonchalantly, that it was fine. The couple was inside now, in the company of their buds. Gray gazed over to the clock that hung on the far left wall. Eleven forty-nine, it read. He turned to his right where his girlfriend was, and saw that she was talking animatedly to an overjoyed Levy about Gajeel and his silly childhood antics. "And he used to sleep with this metal rod he called Sheila!" the taller of the bluenettes said. The petite librarian laughed and turned to kiss Gajeel on the cheek. The red-eyed man blushed furiously, and Gray couldn't help but find it hilarious. Seriously, how often do you see a huge, burly guy of Gajeel's stature blush like a freaking twelve-year-old school girl? This was better than finding Big Foot or Nessie. Apparently, though, Gray wasn't the only one who noticed the tomato-skinned Gajeel. Natsu approached them, red from laughing, clutching his stomach as if his life depended on it. "What are you laughin' at, Salamander?" Gajeel scowled.

"What else would I be laughing at, Redbitch? Look at your face!" At this, he burst out in another fit of uncontrollable laughter. Gray couldn't help but laugh along, though, he did so rather subtly. And that is how Natsu got another bruise on New Year's Eve. Gray, on the other hand, escaped unfazed. Hallelujah. A miracle indeed.

A little while later, Gray made his way over to the drinks table and got a beer for himself and his girlfriend. He got a cup and that was when everything went wrong. He spotted a head of white hair, spiky and familiar. The man turned and Gray almost ran. Almost. The man approached him.

While Gray was busy getting drinks, Lucy and Erza came over to mock Gajeel.

Gray came back with a silver-haired man a few years older than the Fullbuster. He had rather squinty eyes and a handsome face. The man wore a smile, a big stupid one, while Gray wore an intense scowl. The man turned his head and scanned the group. He knew a few of the Fairies by face because, well, he just does. He knew Lucy, the blonde, Natsu, the idiot, Erza, the scary one. He looked at every one else, a red-eyed man, a small bluenette and a pretty ocean-eyed girl.

"Well, well. It looks like Gray here has gotten himself a girlfriend. Have you forgotten about me, darling?" he said, referring to Juvia as the girlfriend. The man had a weird, um, vibe."How rude of me," the stranger began. "I'm Lyon Bastia, Gray's first - OOF!" he was incapabable of finishing his statement because Gray had kicked him in the nuts. When he recovered though, panting and in obvious pain, he added, "I'm Gray's first love~"

One. A sharp intake of breaths.

Two. Awkward glances at each other.

Three. Looking at Gray.

That was how long it took for the man's, Lyon's, words to sink in. And boy, did they sink in hard. Natsu was sprawled on the carpeted floor, clutching his abdomen as if his life depended on it. He was literally rolling on the floor laughing. Seriously. Gajeel spit out the tequila in his mouth and was coughing really hard. Erza and Lucy were too stunned to do anything, and when they finally processed the words, they joined Natsu in his fit of laughter. Except for Juvia. She stood there, wide-eyed, mouth hanging open, mouthing incoherent words. She was on the verge of a mental break down. When she finally gets a good boyfriend, he turns out to be gay. Why, World? Why?

"Gray's... Gray's what?" Natsu said, barely containing his laughter. Gray would never hear the end of it, he realized. He was so screwed.

"God, you dumbfucks, he's my brother. My gay brother. I ain't fucking gay!" he screamed defensively. He wasn't gay, okay? He'd be damned if he were because he had a hot girlfriend. He turned to his "brother" for confirmation, but he just shrugged. That asswipe. He's gonna pay.

"Seriously, though," Lyon said, trying hard not to laugh. He ended up looking constipated. "My little bro isn't gay. Haha. Maybe a bit confused," he added, earning another loud fit of laughter from Natsu and the gang. Gray shot Lyon a look that meant when-I-get-my-hands-on-you-I-will-fucking-kill-you-dickface. The raven-haired man then turned his attention to his friends, giving them a deep, deep scowl. His eyes then traveled to his girlfriend who was by now a blubbering mess. He made his way to her, but before taking her hand in his, declared that he was not gay. He would have to clear things up tomorrow. Or later. Whatever.

He dragged Juvia to a quite corner in the study? Meh, as long as there were no prying eyes, he was fine with anything. "Juvia, listen to me," he began, tilting her head by grabbing her chin so that she would meet his eyes.

"Listen," he said again. "He's my brother, m'kay?" She shifted slightly under his intense gaze, but she nodded in understanding. She smiled a bit, just an upturned corner of the lips. He looked over to the analog clock on the desk. Eleven fifty-seven. Shit. They were gonna miss the fireworks. The Heartfilias always had awesome pyrotechnics. Award-winning, even. He took her hand, then pulled her in, whispering to her hair, "We better go, I have to show you something." He had a lot in mind for tonight. He knew of this spot on the bridge, across the lake in the estate. Yes, there was a lake. Juvia had a thing for water, so he figured she might like to be there. They would watch the fireworks from there. And it would be perfect. They went back to the main room-floor-area-thing and found it deserted, completely devoid of humans. Except them.

Eleven fifty-nine.

They wouldn't make it. Panic began to set in. He stopped and stood still near a window. Gray rarely made romantic gestures, and when he finally does, this happens. Why does the universe keep screwing with him?

Juvia noticed Gray's sour mood, and with intention of cheering him up, she brought her lips closer to him. She whispered near his ear, "What's wrong Gray-sama?" He replied by shaking his head, as if saying nothing was wrong, when really, everything was. Gray turned to look at her and was greeted with nice, soft lips crashing into his. Time stood still as their mouths moved in synchrony. It was brief, though. Chaste. Pure. Like a breath of clean air after a long day of smoke.

They parted, a deep blush on Juvia's face, contrasting her azure hair. Gray let his forehead rest on hers so they were looking directly at each other's eyes. The man smiled a bit at the sight of Juvia with her lips a bit swollen from their kiss, and her face as red as Titania's hair. He placed his one hand on her face, cupping her cheek, and the other snaked arond her slim waist. He captured her lips with his, and he could have sworn he was seeing stars when her hands massaged his scalp. It was perfect.

Then the fireworks lit up the sky.

A/N: Finished! Leave a review!

~Rin