Chappie for a chappie, that's how the cycle works- but some advice;
'To live you must love, to love you must learn, to learn you must live.'
'Life is unavoidable- it is filled with laughter and tears, smiles and frowns, pain and happiness. Everything happens for a reason, and balances out eventually.'
After their tryst in the hot springs, Gray led Eliza by the hand to the changing rooms. After putting on one of the complimentary spa robes, Gray kissed her tenderly and disappeared to his room. Eliza walked into her room cautiously, saw no one, and smiled. She curled into bed, reminiscing about the feel of Gray's lips on hers, his hand exploring her body. She shivered excitedly, and sighed. Their time together felt so short- although Gray certainly knew how to put that time to good use. Even after only 2 days or so into their relationship- no, not 2 days… a week maybe. She absent-mindedly rubbed her stomach. They say you can tell in five weeks or so… I really hope I'm not… although… OUR BABIES WOULD BE ADORABLE! She quenched the thought. I shouldn't be thinking such things… but still… Gray isn't the player type, I know he loves me. We could have a real relationship, not just sex. Dates, living together, what if he proposed!? She grinned and inwardly squealed. Marriage… oh wow… kids… I would be so happy, we could be together forever… Blegh, I sound like a school-girl, picturing a lifelong romance with her first boyfriend! Still… Eliza got up and started playing some soft, sweet music from Lucy's Sound Pod and drifted off to sleep.
Gray stood at Eliza's door, dressed in a black jacket, matching pants and tie and white button-up. Eliza smiled as Gray complimented her on her black and blue spotted dress, slim and accentuating her curves with a gently ruffled skirt. They were at the movies, walking along the beach in swim suits, wearing traditional kimonos at the New Year's festival, leaning together on a hill watching fireworks. Eliza was wearing a provocative mini skirt and tube top, inviting Gray inside. Flashes of their bodies twisting and joining and convulsing under each other, gasps and screams and whispered promises in that special Witching Hour where it seemed the whole world was asleep except them. Laughter with friends at parties and the Guild, hiding behind walls and bushes as they and others witnessed Levy confessing, Natsu asking Lucy out, more drinks with Mirajane, joking and telling stories of recent missions with Elfman and the other boys, running away from a vicious Erza covered in a cake she was meant to have eaten. Fighting alongside the guild, countless enemies not strong enough for their conjoined might. Gray shot multiple times by magical bullets, and the 'finishing' blow through his skull. No… Gray… 'GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AYYYYY! ' Running through a desolate hospital, tears pouring down Eliza's cheeks as sobs racked through her body. She flung open the door and nearly collapsed in relief as she saw blue-black hair rustle beneath the thin sheets, at bleary black eyes staring up her in first confusion, then love and a relief that matched hers as Gray smiled. A flying lunge at him, and she broke, tears flowing, heart raw and cries shriekingly loud as she held him to her. 'I thought I lost you…'she sobbed. 'Me too… So, seems like no better time… I was going to wait but…' Gray shimmied away and reached behind him for a small velvet box as Eliza's eyes widened to saucepans. 'Never thought I'd have to propose in a hospital bed… but-' he opened the box, revealing a silver band embedded with a gleaming sapphire surrounded by smaller diamonds. Eliza gasped at the beauty, new, fresh tears of happiness springing to her eyes. 'Eliza, my love… will you do me the great honour of becoming my wife?' Gray nodded dumbly, her face breaking with her smile. 'I will… I WILL, I WILL I WLL I WILL!' she laughed, beaming as he slipped the ring on her finger and they embraced. A wedding. Eliza standing in a beautiful white dress, the bodice's scallop fringed in sleek azure ribbon studded with diamantes as her skirt flowed in silken waves down her body, flowing into a train. Her tiara held her veil in place as she walked down the aisle toward an awestruck Gray. A brief series of flashes- normal marital things- sex, cleaning the house together, messing it up again, laughing and smiling the whole time. Swinging in Gray's arms as he realised he would become a father. At the beach again- A little boy with black hair and pale blue eyes, a tiny toddler hanging onto Eliza's leg, blonde hair falling onto her shoulders, black eyes wide and curious. The images kept flashing her life- her life!
Eliza awoke with a gasp. She sprung up into a sitting position, covered in sweat, her robe half off. She fixed her clothes, breathing heavily. Her dream had been strange- sad and wonderful and more. She smiled. Just a dream… maybe… and she drifted off to sleep again, a smile on her pretty face.